Disciples of the Dragon VII: The Legacy of Zxu'ro [Zaofan]
[QUOTE=Cleric of Hell’s Brigade;4708453]The Dragon’s Fire dies out, and in the darkness only the sphere Zaofan offers sheds light.
The door trembles.
A ripple washes over the world, felt by all ki sensitives.
The sphere floats up and touches the door, disappearing into it.
After a moment, each sigil brightens and glows, and once all ten ignite, the glow spreads between the ten to form the symbol of the Chimera School, before the door simply disappears, leaving a staircase heading downward.[/QUOTE]
[QUOTE=KingofPie;4708837]Sasheem sat up and grumbled as a familiar enegy cascaded the door, setting every sigil etched in it's stony exterior awash in a warm glow. Almost made him sick...almost. It was the energy from the planet, borrowed and channeled, Zaobland utulizing it just as Oafchazuke had done before. Energy coming from life, harmonized and concentrated into everything that the Majin opposed...only now he was beginning to feel a bit of resistance to its repulsive effects.
He understood it's meaning, it made sense. All the Schools come together for a larger purpose. It wormed well symbolically, but no matter how powerful his "brethren" are, it wasn't a goal she could see them achieving. Even he had to admit, they hadn't done too much of a bad job thus far but it was clear not everyone who fell under the tutelage of these ten beasts felt the same way. Outliers like this Kenshiko and even himself.
The Snake School...they had slithered away from the teachings first because they knew what had to be done. Sasheem could respect that. And the Yamata no Orochi Fist in essence was the anti-thesis of the Chimera. What techniques like the Genki Dama were willingly given, the Orochi violently takes and twists. ...But even afterward, once all was said and done...the Orochi expelled what did not belong, restoring the things to their natural state.
So what was the nature of the Snake in regards to a Chimera ? Simply the tail that lashes out on its own? It too is a part of the whole, was it not? In the same vein wasn't that what he was amongst the M-Fighters? A force in opposition that worked on harmony with other elements. But to what end? Of the Snake lashes put fiercely enough, would that steer the direction of the tide of fate?
"Holy shit!" Sasheem exclaimed in mock surprise. "We opened a fuckin' door, " the Majin uttered in a dull tone shrugging unimpressed as he eyed the stairwell. "All those fancy glow-in-the-dark lights and you'd think it be buildin' up to something a little more flashy."[/QUOTE]
As the little guiding light flit into the wall, Zaofan braced himself as he felt the Earth tremble in response, and as the stone vanished, standing there staring into the inviting darkness fathoms below, he was struck by a sense of foreboding.
"Well, that's a start...though we haven't the faintest clue of what might be down here..." From what he felt between his hands and what had been imparted to the barrier before them, it took him a long moment to realize he was responding to Sasheem.
"[I]Ahem[/I]," quick sputters left him as his heavy footing sprung to life once more, "I mean, surely something was written. Perhaps. Maybe."
Master Balon mentioned this place in the annals of the Dragon School history; as a properly versed disciple, he and likely Ochazuke were heirs of a tradition spanning millennia, and he saw firsthand how they'd privy to certain things he'd miss in the formalities and the particulars.
For his part...well, the time spend wandering or cooking left him somewhat ill-informed, and these past three years had been if nothing else quite a cagey introduction to these matters.
Still, he had seen firsthand the multiple cruelties of the universe in this timeline and several others. It would not do to be caught off-guard when it was time to protect the Earth.
[QUOTE=Cleric of Hell’s Brigade;4709447]Samson looks at it, at the impenetrable darkness the stairs lead into. He glances back at the two of them.
“It seems the way is open. Who goes first?”[/QUOTE]
Lifting Bojack before him, Zaofan exhaled slowly as he channeled his ki into the tip, and a blue-white light shone brilliantly at one end.
"If I may be so bold, Master Balon, whatever is down here belongs to us all. It only seems right we move forward together."
Briefly, he shut his eyes, and wrinkled his nose with a sharp snort before turning to Sasheem. "Yes, you too. Come on."