The Nevadian scowled as his unlimited vision appraised him of the situation. It seemed that this 'God' had an endless number of tricks. It was perhaps to be expected. Both Grinthorn and Sakin were unfathomably wily. It was perhaps to be expected that this new being was even more so.
Flexing his muscles, a his ki aura manifested into being as he slowed his descent, adjusting his orientation with the planet.
The GoR stood clad in the behemoth, poised to attack...No, there was also something else. This was a cautious maneuver. Whatever damage had been done to that ring, it made the being extremely nervous.
Well, that's something at least...Still, getting through that shell wont be easy.
"I've been worse so far., I think." Held replied dryly as he attempted to keep a bead on his friend dashing to and fro at a breathtaking pace. No sooner than Held had an eye on him, had Zaofan already disappeared from view. Held found it slightly nauseating, so he focused elsewhere. "Day is still young I suppose....Are you okay?"
.....Those speeds. I don't think I've ever seen him move that fast. Then again, we've all been preparing for this day.
Held remained silent for a moment as the distortion on Zao's end emitted an otherworldly, almost ominous howl. While it was no doubt an effect of the speeds the chef was moving at, it was still slightly unnerving.
For some time, the Martial Chef had been circling the globe of the Forsworn World. The first opening had been lost the moment a Blue Super Saiyan had started chucking plasma into the fray, so he'd banked off, waiting for an opening...
With each orbital lap, Zaofan had been gaining uncontrollable speed that had started at threatening to outpace light itself; and with Kaiten the kinetic energy from the recoil had been storing itself up within the aura surrounding him, tinting his voice with a hollow echo from the hyperfrequency vibrations.
"Gotta pick your shot, right? What are you aiming for, I'll see if I can line it up for you~!"
"....It seems that trick Sakin pulled on Grinthorn has limits." Held explained, studying the behemoth as he advanced on it, "He seems very unhappy with Koorimaru for messing with his earrings."
I hope for our sakes it's not a matter of pride or ego, but an actual concern...It would be rather vexxing to learn that this was all about looking slightly unfashionable.
"I think if we can finish the job, our lives will get much easier...."
He paused.
"Of course, neither of them were fools. I expect the skull of that Behemoth to be heavily fortified. Still....Perhaps we can find a way through it. Between the two of us, hitting an earring is childs play, once that's out of the way."
Held went silent for a moment, focusing his vision on the skull of the behemoth, looking for even the slightest weakness in its defense to exploit.
When the first wave of Reality Shards strike the Death Ball, for a moment, nothing happens. They strike and the Ball continues downward. Then, the entire sky momentarily is replaced with the alarming expanse of space and the rubble of Sakin’s unbreakable world. Cold and pain strike all, the chill of space and the oxygenless expanse all around you.
Than the second wave strikes. The Death Ball becomes a warped sun, heat blazing all around and suddenly the world is back, the sky and air returned, the new sun that is your Death Ball blazing bright and hot and painful enough to give most a sunburn within moments.
The last wave of Reality Shards strike the Death Ball (the Void Tunnel closing now) and the attack reverts to a stone orb that simply falls down to the behemoth below, who catches and crushes it in its hands without effort. The mini-black holes that had originally been aimed towards Genesis and Efrideet instead are lobbed at Koorimaru, three spinning towards him dangerously.
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Jack, in the Gotengo, watches outside from a nearby screen as the world below changes to a ruined planet, then back to whole with a new sun, to back to its original shape.
You also feel ghostly hands grip Excalibur beside you. Looking, you can feel Arthur with you. In the Gotengo, you can sense flashes as more and more of the Earth’s Guardians appear in spirit to aid you all. Eva’s eyes glow brighter, and Asha’rah’s body begins to pulse with energy.
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The moment she pulls upon the Shard to restore Ocahzuke, the world warps under the Reality Shards bombarding the Death Ball above. Ocahzuke and Kaibyo stand in an isolated spot amid transferring, in flux, and watch the proceeding warping with no ill effects.
When the world is restored and the Death Ball turned to stone and crushed, Ocahzuke stands restored. His gauntlets returned too, and within his grasp a faint energy of Reality itself lingering around his fists.
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The world disappears, leaving them floating in space momentarily before a large second sun asserts itself and the world returns. Their skin pinks and burns slightly until they watch the behemith crush the massive stoned Death Ball before launching the orbs at the unknown Saiyan who launched the Death Ball.
But that means it is not looking at Avoca or Sarada.
Avoca’s orbs strike its back, making it turn toward her in time for Sarada’s uppercut to land.
The behemoth moves back several yards, skull cracking slightly, but otherwise seems unharmed. It reaches out and pulls out the massive sword in its chest and swings it with deadly ease and speed at Sarada.
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After the world swings between shattered planet and than to sun baked and than back to normal, Held beholds the behemoth launch the mini-black holes at Koorimaru before getting attacked by Sarada and Avoca.
And thanks to Sarada, you see it. She cracked the chin and staggered the beast. It pulls the sword from its chests and swings at her, but your eyes can perceive the minute spider web of cracks that now cover the skull, weakening it.
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Efrideet, you and Genesis behold the behemoth turns it’s mini-black holes on Koorimaruninatead, then get slightly staggered by Sarada. It swings a massive blade at her in retaliation.
Efrideet, you sense a waning in the reality shards present on the planet. The few that remain are being kept in reserve by the Teality God it seems. The majority were deflected and restored by Ochazuke and his martial predecessors somehow.
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It seems there must always be an arrogant Monkey. Efrideet noted with some amusement. How very quaint.
The commentary from Whis, irrelevant in the moment by any realistic measure, acknowledged with with the equivalent of a telepathic "hrmph" ; Efrideet returned her focus to Sackthorn(?), Grinkin(?) and made a note of several things. One, in its desperation it was lashing out wildly, and two...
The fate of the monkeys continued to be of little consequence, save perhaps for Koorimaru... and three,
There seemed to be a serious focus on the shards of fragmented spacetime that had been pilfered. So she focused on one, gestured, and squeezed.Efrideet, you sense a waning in the reality shards present on the planet. The few that remain are being kept in reserve by the Teality God it seems. The majority were deflected and restored by Ochazuke and his martial predecessors somehow.
Yeah, but if you... man, we're getting into weird analogy territory, like if you disintegrated Superman's arms he wouldn't be able to go "fool! Little did you know that my arms and I are one and can be remade from me!" and will his arms back into being from pure nothingness. - Pendaran
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"The shards change what they strike, and in turn transmogrify the effect of energy, that's your game."
Speaking to himself gave him focus. Concentration enough to cut through the pain of the temperature extremes that flashed over the flesh, the scraps of fur, and with the surge of sunlight loosed from his fingertip, the length of a full body burn crept raw over his skin. These would have been trivialties, were Koorimaru in his own skin, but now, the asynchronicity between his mind and body made him absolutely livid.
When the Death Ball finally dropped into stone and was swiftly crushed, his Saiyan features sneered as he realized he had the cretin's attention.
"A bit of ki is no vain trvialty. It is the very expression of the soul. Did you presume that changing a shard of the spirit would give you dominion over it?"
The Black Holes approached. In response Koorimaru cast a Void Tunnel before him and four Capsule Drones were pulled up in formation before him.
"That you would win a battle of wills?!" Charging energy to his hand, the volatile Godslayer energies that remained within him formed the catalyst to disrupt True Magic throught its volatile synthesis of Creation and Destructiion.
The mark was made, straight down the very centre point of the black holes, and with a scream he loosed a Godslayer Death Beam straight down to the God below.
What the hell is going on down there?Jack, in the Gotengo, watches outside from a nearby screen as the world below changes to a ruined planet, then back to whole with a new sun, to back to its original shape.
You also feel ghostly hands grip Excalibur beside you. Looking, you can feel Arthur with you. In the Gotengo, you can sense flashes as more and more of the Earth’s Guardians appear in spirit to aid you all. Eva’s eyes glow brighter, and Asha’rah’s body begins to pulse with energy.
Sweat took the young bandit's brow as reality moved in flux. Was this a reflection of the shifting tide of the battle, or was it speaking to something greater with the very stake of it?
It's isolated to the Forsworn World for now, but if this keeps up, who knows what kind of shit we'll be in?
Holding on to the sword, channeling what little power he had left, he'd hoped that in some way, there would be some part of the Creation Energy he could summon from it, use it to help whatever Eva had brewing.
Suddenly, the weight of the blade became that much lighter...and the ambience became, in a spiritual sense, far more crowded.
"...heh, I suppose three's a crowd, but you've summoned everyone here from Arthur to Fife," Jack said to Evangeline. "Well, alright then! The blade showed itself in a time of great need, show me what it's really made of!"
"Not going to lie, I've been better," came the warbled reply, "But we'll be laughing about this when it's all over!"
Like looking at each individual frame in a strip of film as it thread through the reel, the changes across the landscape did not exactly escape Zaofan, one lap around the world after the other. If anything, the training to achieve Kensho gave him something of a tunnel vision, and with each pass, he affirmed his approach, and with it, his target.Held remained silent for a moment as the distortion on Zao's end emitted an otherworldly, almost ominous howl. While it was no doubt an effect of the speeds the chef was moving at, it was still slightly unnerving.
"....It seems that trick Sakin pulled on Grinthorn has limits." Held explained, studying the behemoth as he advanced on it, "He seems very unhappy with Koorimaru for messing with his earrings."
I hope for our sakes it's not a matter of pride or ego, but an actual concern...It would be rather vexxing to learn that this was all about looking slightly unfashionable.
"I think if we can finish the job, our lives will get much easier...."
He paused.
"Of course, neither of them were fools. I expect the skull of that Behemoth to be heavily fortified. Still....Perhaps we can find a way through it. Between the two of us, hitting an earring is childs play, once that's out of the way."
Held went silent for a moment, focusing his vision on the skull of the behemoth, looking for even the slightest weakness in its defense to exploit.
"It seems we've got to attack it directly, which is hard to do when it can see everything coming, all at once," he replied, "but just throwing bodies at it won't matter if the strikes don't land..."
"Looks like you've made the mark, which means you need a clear opening to take the shot."
The streak of Crimson Dynamite Comet, amplified by the Wolf's Prowl and veiled with Kaiten brought his Pressure Kicker to incredible new heights.
"Then I'll stop it from moving! Here we go!"
From behind, a thin ray of golden light flashed across the battle field, the only warning for what was approaching from over the horizon a Warm, Glowing, Warming Glow.
The trail of energy providing one last burst of speed as Zaofan kicked the God of Reality's body on the followthrough.
Yet with Kaiten shrouding his aura, all the force put behind the kick was transfered, rather than pierce the shell or topple the body over, Zaofan attempted to harness the momentum of that sword swing, to keep it spinning at a fixed point in one place!
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The moment the separation began, there had been to the both of them an explicit separation of the consciousness. The decoupling of reality seemed to occur at a serendipidous moment, for they could perceive the moment as if they stood outside of it. Ochazuke found himself disoriented immediately; though they had shared the same body, the same soul for a time, the fact remained that what she saw through his eyes vexed him.
Witnessing the effect of the shards was different from imbibing them. Having direct contact with them allowed for an innate understanding of their nature. In principle, it was quite similar to the path laid down from the Master of Masters, who had borne witness to this world and knew it to be a piece of a vast expanse. Life, Death, Change, Illumination, they were, all of it, set in motion within all things, for those who had the wit to perceive them.
Kaibyo held the shard in her fingertips. They were strangely bloodless now, and the wounds seemed to have left the body that was now his own. She had always been a quick study, yet some part of him remained wanting for her guidance.
"A technique to combat monsters, that's what was passed on to us," she started. "And yet, the moment there were no more battles to be had, mankind set their eyes elsewhere."
But for Ochazuke, none of that mattered to him. All this time, it was always her back he was chasing. Now that he had finally reached Kaibyo and stood before her, he had the strength to finally look her in the eyes once again, and he found the rapture of guilt that seized his memories of the day she left him had softened.
"There isn't much more to martial arts than this. On the other hand, there are other ways for someone to realize the vastness of their potential, if you're paying attention..."
Now, he found a perfect, bitter stillness. There were no words, for she already knew everything that carried him forth till this time.
"...I wonder which of you will crack a smile first, you or my sister?"
"Cheh."
Reflexively, she yawned to conceal the tears.
"One day, we will be reunited. Until then, know that right now, the hopes of the universe are united as one."
Seizing the shard of reality she had passed to him, Ochazuke felt the souls of the Martial Lineage pass along with it, and with his return to his own self, this wretched battlefield, among the cacophony of voices and the clashes of the assembly of summoned spirits, Kaibyo's voice began to thin.
"What must I do..."
"Go forth, and don't look back."
The path to the God of Reality's power were of a nature that could scarcely be comprehended. A touch changed a form, and the greater the energy cast into it, the wider spread its effect, nigh infinite in possibility. Yet now that he held but a portion of it in his hand, he felt its resonance in the very makeup of the world.
Rooting his stance, he began to draw upon the God's very planet itself.
A Genki technique aided through the bonds of Heka that flowed through the host of martial heirs behind him.