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Subject Post 2Subject: Re: Storming Chaos: The Mad Maiden Strikes! [Rebel Raven Mission: Northern District] Mon Apr 28, 2014 8:18 pm
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A pressure hit the area with massive amount, the smoke flooded the area as it became clear where the sound echoed from. Hulderic Hylham the man whom vanished after a display at the war, his eyes glanced on with coldness in them. Within his grasp two demons where held, who's side where they on? Well these two didn't belong to Mana but it didn't matter truly, he sucked their very souls from their bodies. Absorbing and devouring them, his hunger was something thick. His eyes seemed old now, it became clear he was far older than the person who came before him. Jhwach was a snack that caused some damage on the way down. Hulderic's mind had been shattered six or seven times from eating him, his power as well had gone from stable to unstable. But now things had stabilized he remembered how old he was. Hulderic could be counted among the very first of his kind, his eyes looked on coldly as he felt his hunger for souls seem to lower for now. Though his stomach's growl echoed out as the hunger had been but slightly fed.
A sigh was let out as his pressure exploded again, his gaze was of glowing blue eyes. The Demons he held simply were gone, dead perhaps it was hard to say. His hand closed as he spoke, the voice seemed to echo out as the Old Quincy made his appearance clear. "Once upon a time..I met you before I forgot this world.." He paused for a moment wiping his mouth and beard of what had been a delicious meal. Would he be thrown into battle against someone, nobody cared here it wasn't as though this Vandenreich leader cared anymore. He remembered somethings as he thought of Mana as a meal. Something told him she much like the other meal of Yswach would cause his stomach problems he didn't need. His gaze lingered on the features of the female as he seemed composed. What happened to him was a question of well belief, could one accept that Hulderic the being they saw wasn't real. He was but a memory, but a visage of the broken mirror. When he arrived in Australia the last moments of life were upon him.
Instinct demanded food and he killed one hundred people devouring them. Feeding the hunger and those that Sing killed brought his hunger in full. " The Vandenreich have come..Simply to extend the branch." What was this meaning Hulderic was old and he knew the world's balance needed them to be this. It was more beyond what anyone else could really imagine, his hands caught a creature's pathetic attempt. Mana's eyes got to behold it as the creatures entire being was cracked and the soul was devoured. His hands could do it his mouth could, his eyes glowed blue. Almost as though feeling like he'd just eaten a long forgotten feeling. "If it's quite alright with you, I'd like to borrow some of these rebels for..something that's waited almost a thousand years." What he meant of course was his hunger that seemed to much. How many had Mana killed here, he raised his hand to those killed. Before their souls could depart they were sucked in. Lights of Blue and red, seemed to be sucked into his stomach now he was draining the very dead.
Hulderic Hylham was a monster from an age that never sought anything less. He smiled once he completed the task, he'd been kind enough to simply target those enemies Mana had slain. Letting her people be left alone, his eyes and body now seemed on fire as he slipped the massive meat hook arms into his pockets. Hulderic was back to normal, the kindness that seemed to ebb was cold. The broken mirror that Mana had once seen gone, this was the complete being. Was the personality problem truly Hulderic's problem, perhaps it was beyond that. Eating the man who did the same may of caused a backlash. More other souls were showing up and over powering Hulderic for a time. Managing to keep him at bay till now at the least, the beast had been unleashed and the time for eating was now. The Vandenreich Quincy who long since vanished and been gone. Had returned and was now waiting for the Demon Queen's action.
She'd gotten here like a comet falling from Heaven, Cero was a boy he remembered in his mind. But Cero didn't know about the abomination like power that slept within him. He didn't know Hulderic had killed the Emperor and done it to his face, nothing else was needed here. His eyes of glowing blue slowly returned to normal, he was by far one of the older looking males. The Vandenreich's descent on this place would happen soon, with his arrival it would only be a matter of time. A matter of time before monsters young and old showed up, Hulderic hadn't named a B but he intended to do so. This person would become his second in command, take the duty of watching over him when he decided to rest. Or perhaps help him find a way to feed on the souls he needed to keep himself whole. Never again would he let that broken mirror show, this was the time of the truth. Hulderic was free and he was keen to embrace the fact of his survival from that horrible shadow he was stuck in.
It should be noted that those Mana already devoured Hulderic couldn't obtain due to the fact they were gone.
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Subject Post 4Subject: Re: Storming Chaos: The Mad Maiden Strikes! [Rebel Raven Mission: Northern District] Sun May 18, 2014 8:15 am
Like a crack of thunder, destruction littered the Northern District of Naraka Sahara for miles on end. The specifics of this destruction were unknown to the dirty brown haired Yuudeshi at the time, he didn't even know the source of the problem. This male was Kakine Yuudeshi, known by many as The Creator of Nothing. Whilst he wasn't as famous as his brothers Shadin or Zin Yuudeshi, he was near equal to them in terms of strength. So whilst there was differences, he was a man who could deal out insurmountable amounts of destruction and damage. He knew this, and his entire family knew this. The only people who didn't know it is as of right now? His enemies on the demonic side. Kakine had very few dealings with the Demons of Demon World, he hadn't even fought against them in many, many years. Yes, their family held a strong grudge against the Asthavon family and their allies -- yet that didn't mean he had to battle them at all times. Never the less, the news of this 'destruction' and "rebellion" ongoing within Naraka Sahar brought a smile to the Creator of Nothing's face. That smile quickly turned into a grin, the grin of a mad man now being revealed to the entire world that stood before him. He had been sitting in a chair just outside of a small corner shop within Karakura Central. Anyone onlooking at him would assume he was some sort of freak, or that he had just received the best news of his life by the grin he held.
"Warning. It is highly recommended the Yuudeshi do not get involved within the internal conflict. Let this pass, but for now it is not key." The sound of a monotone voice rang inside his head. The voice itself belonged to the Will of the Yuudeshi network. Whilst it wasn't present before him, it had managed to tap into the cyber-brain of Kakine. Clicking his tongue, he quickly sighed and let the grin slowly fade from his face. Did they really think something like that would stop Kakine from entering the fray? This was the best time to strike, even if it wasn't recommended. If the Yuudeshi amassed all their forces right now, adding that atop of the Rebels striking Demon World -- there was a very high chance they could be victorious. Was Kakine the only one to think such a thing? But, for someone like Kakine, he thought that maybe he was acting this way out of spite. He knew that there would be a message relayed telling him not to leave and join the battle. He had very openly expressed his dislike for the Will of the Yuudeshi Network during the Australian War, it was possible that his actions where to, metaphorically, say "fuck you" to the Networks order.
"The Network really believes now isn't a good time to strike? That seems ridiculous. If nobody else is willing to act upon such things, then there's only one thing to do..." With a crack of his neck and fingers, a bright light began to circle him from toe to the tip of his head, and in a flash burst outwards, scattering tiny light particles over the area. He had disappeared from his location instantly, using the Yuudeshi Networks transportation abilities to send him instantly to his location. He knew his destination: Naraka Sahara, the Northern District. How did he know that's where his best place to strike was? In all honesty, he didn't. His thought process was simple; where was the main source of destruction? Right now, it appeared to be The Northern District. Using this logic, he could use the Rebel's forces as leverage to hide his presence. However, despite this, it also meant that there was the highest chance of the heavy hitters being there. All in all, it was a gamble, a 50/50 chance if you will. He would either enter quickly and blend with the Rebels as cover, or he would be faced with a bunch of enemies right up in his face. In another burst of white light, the particles began to scatter in the skies of Naraka Sahara's Northern District, slowly fading and revealing the presence of Kakine Yuudeshi.
With a force akin to a meteor striking earth, a large black tendril slammed directly into his chest. The strike hit him with enough force to push him directly through three buildings, each structure collapsing upon itself after he went through them. Laying in a cloud of dust, a few coughs would be heard from within the carnage. Almost immediately bringing himself to his feet, a lone silhouette could be seen walking through the mist. The figure belonged to Kakine Yuudeshi. As the dust settled, it would visible that he was simply dusting off the remnants of rubble and chunks of earth from his maroon coloured suit. Turning his head to the side and spitting out a ball of saliva, a menacing smirk now crossed his face, either hand placed in their respective pockets. Small steps were taken as he approached the direction he was struck, however his vision fell upon something... something that.. probably was the worst thing he could imagine in this mission. The force of the black tendril had been dulled by his cybernetic shielding, he wasn't sure how much he could withstand against opponents such as Mana Asthavon and Hulderic Hylam.
Kakine's gamble seemingly hadn't paid off. With the objective in mind of entering and sneaking among the rebels, he was hit with the worst situation he could imagine. With a frown, he looked upon the woman whom was enveloped in darkness, she was clearly feeding off of the chaos and destruction around. His vision then shifted across, vision now falling upon Hulderic Hylam. How did he know this man? For the most part, it was due to their brief encounter during the Australia war. He had threatened to kill him because he was getting the Quincy involved in matters that do not concern them. So with a sigh, one hand was taken out of his pocket and placed adjacent to his face, palm bent backwards as he closed one eye and spoke.
"So in the end I'm faced with you two, huh? I suppose now is the best time to introduce myself. My name is Kakine Yuudeshi. I believe we have already met, Hulderic Hylam." A soft sigh now resonated as he lowered his hand and opened his closed eye. "And ah yes, the ever so famous Mana Asthavon. I believe this is the first time we have met. Tell me... ever heard of peace and diplomacy? Because it sure seems like you guys didn't even consider that option. So pathetic, I'd prefer not to get civilians and children involved, yet you'd just destroy everyone here..." Clicking his tongue yet again, Kakine looked as the bodies of men, women and children laid lying, burning in the streets, airships falling from the sky like meteors striking Earth. Both his hands were raised around chest level, and with a click of both index fingers, the structures he had destroyed were instantly replaced with the exact same compounds that laid on the ground. This was his power. The CreationConstruction. Similarly, the falling apart ships in the sky would find themselves quickly repaired and patched in all areas they were destroyed. In all honesty, Kakine could not have cared whether they were saved. Rather, it was a source to show off his power. He knew in his heart that this was going to end in a fight, there was no doubt. But perhaps he could try some diplomacy by showcasing what he was capable of first.
"That kinda hurt, however... what else have you got?"
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Subject Post 5Subject: Re: Storming Chaos: The Mad Maiden Strikes! [Rebel Raven Mission: Northern District] Sat May 24, 2014 8:03 pm
「NOTICE FOR THIS THREAD」
Alright, since Crow hasn't posted for awhile, I'm going to go ahead and skip him. We'll just say that Hulderic decided to let Mana have a bit of fun and face off against Kakine. I'll start on my post shortly after this.
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Subject Post 7Subject: Re: Storming Chaos: The Mad Maiden Strikes! [Rebel Raven Mission: Northern District] Mon May 26, 2014 6:28 am
"I suppose there's no point in diplomacy, then." Gusts of wind continuously rampaged the entire region. The city was in ruins, the ground was charred with a fiery glaze and the buildings laid in a large stack of nothing but rubble. Even the ones he had repaired just a moment ago had been instantly torn down almost the exact second it was repaired. Danger surrounded the brown haired Yuudeshi at every turn, he was in enemy territory. He had no allies here. Nobody was coming to his rescue. So as he scanned the destruction and the torn up scenery, he couldn't help but a let a soft smirk cross his lips. He had never been to Demon World before, he didn't know what to expect: but this scene proved everything he thought was true to be correct. Blazing area of fire, destruction at every turn - the very civilians being treated as nothing but a tertiary concern for this Queen before her. It didn't matter how many people she killed, or how many people got in her way, if her goal was met that's what seemed to matter. Gathering up a large ball of saliva, Kakine would tilt his head to the left and spit it out in a straight shot, the ground was so hot that it sizzled upon touching.
Mana was someone Kakine had only heard stories about, that she was the enemy of their family and was the epitome of darkness and chaos in this world. Even growing up he knew the name 'Asthavon' and always associated it with the term "enemy." For the environment and family he was brought up with, it was no surprise that he would view them as the opposing force. For a long while, he simply stood there and eyed off the black haired demon as she spoke, not even paying attention to Hulderic or the rebels dying around him. It seemed Mana wanted to take this one alone, to fight the Yuudeshi in a one on one. For the most part, this was the best result for Kakine to achieve. If he had to fight both the Demon World dictator as well as leader of the Quincy, he doubted he would make it out of this world alive.
"Yeah, yeah, yeah. A Yuudeshi in Demon World. Stop making a big deal of it, you demons litter my realm, you shouldn't be so shocked. I've never dealt with an Asthavon before... You guys sound formidable." Looking at his finger nails for a moment, his open fist was place forward in front of him, inner palm pointed to the sky. Clenching his fist together as reiatsu began to surge around his body, the smirk grew even stronger. "So don't disappoint me, Queen of Demons." As he said these mocking words, his body frame stiffened, his right fist still being in the pockets of his maroon pants. Kakine silently watched as Mana ripped the leg right from the demon, licking the blood and spinning as if she enjoyed it. Kakine had seen some sick things in his life, a leg being torn off was no where near enough to put him on edge. His gaze tightened, however, as the woman began licking the blood right from it. If this was the true form of being an Asthavon, then these were the beings that needed to be purged from the world. Even as she tossed the leg at him, at the same time making the worst pun he had heard in the five centuries he had lived, before it could even hit him, it was simply smacked aside by using his reiatsu as a catalyst.
With a large crack, a wave of pressure was seen to be shooting directly towards Kakine's position. His smirk now turned to an evil grin, just before making contact with his body, a light flashed and a large arc-shaped wall made of seki-stone appeared right before him. Seki-seki stone was said to be nearly unbreakable, it was the material the entirety of Soul society was constructed upon. As he opened his mouth to say something cocky, the force suddenly slammed into the stone mid air and forced itself to nearly break directly through it. 'What!? Damn it, seems I underestimated how strong the blast was...' Within a few seconds, the Seki-Seki stone had been all but obliterated and Kakine stood behind it, left arm being brought forward and swiped to the left. Channelling his Cybernetic Barrier into his right hand, he could shove off most of the force, even with something as strong as this was used. The damage had been reduced and the forced nulled, he had assumed it would be simple enough to shove it aside. With the swipe, the rest of the blast managed to be redirected into a building around five hundred metres away. Gritting his teeth, Kakine had very little time to react to what to came next.
Even with his intense speed and reaction times, Kakine didn't expect such an assault so quickly. Rifts of darkness began to open around his body. They were large orbs, and in a single instant, he felt himself be latched onto. Each one struck him, death energy latching onto him. He could feel that even his cybernetic barrier was having a tough time dealing with it, to the point where it broke through in areas and began slowly tearing his skin and burning his insides. He could feel his bodily functions being slowed, he couldn't even use shunpo at this point to escape. Keeping his head down near his chest from the assault, he simply sighed and said softly under his breathe... "Ha... so I have to use it, then..." Perhaps he got too cocky, he originally thought she would be up for diplomacy. That was a big mistake that caught him off guard.
A bright pulse of white light erupted from Kakine's location, so bright that it would even be blinding to the likes of the Demon Queen if she looked directly at him. The light soon faded and from within the light appeared six large, pure white wings. Three wings on either side of his back, each one stretching over twenty metres in wing span. Kakine had stood up instantly, appearing now as if there was not a single scratch upon him. The wings he had called upon were an aspect he had recently gained in the War on Australia, he had still not learnt their true meaning, but they had given him access to a now unique side of him, almost like an angelic presence. The reason he called upon this? Purity. In normal circumstances, he wouldn't rely on such a thing to save him from destruction: but this was one time he could make an exception. With the Death Energy working to eat at him, he could rely on the purification traits to instantly purge all darkness that entered his body.
"You've got it all wrong, Asthavon. This isn't a rodeo. THIS IS SPANISH BULLFIGHTING, AND YOU'RE THE BULL WAITING FOR SLAUGHTER!"
Even as she disappeared in the shadows, running around in the pale moonlight, his cockiness would not be stopped. Appearing right above his head wielding the famous scythe, aiming to slam an incredible blow that would be able to level city blocks for miles on end. Yet Kakine did not waver. If this was a battle of brute strength, then he was going to show Mana what a second generation Yuudeshi was capable of. The scythe was swung down at blinding speeds, aiming to make contact with Kakine from above. With a large crack, the scythe had made contact with the target -- however something was weird. There were no screams of pain, nor was there blood flying in the air. Rather, Kakine had wrapped himself within his white wings. The wings could withstand incredible force, the force of the scythe was incredible, that was no lie, but it seemed she underestimated what he was capable of, too.
The Creator of Nothing wasted no time in a counter attack. As the queen turned her attention elsewhere, Kakine rushed forward at blindingly fast speeds. Within the click of a tongue, his hand would aim to press right up on Mana's face, clenching his fist tight and aiming to crush her facial features into a bloody mess. Even if this grabing attempt failed, his body would remain extremely close to hers, either way allowing his next move to be activated. "If I stood against all the armies in the world, or even every demon in Demon World, I would emerge victorious if this is all you've got!" From point blank range, a spark would ignite right before both of their bodies. Three wings from one side of his back shot around to the front of his body, preparing himself for his own attack. As soon as the spark was shown, Kakine had ignited an intense explosive right before them both by using his CreationConstruction. Just as he could create objects or anything he wished, he could similarly cause high impact explosion to radiate and obliterate an area from mid air. Without his wings being spawned, it was likely he would also take immense damage all over his body. The explosion created would ring out over a five hundred metre area, any remaining bodies and buildings were instantly incinerated in the heat. From within the explosion, Kakine was still wrapped in his white wings. His right hand, if still mananging to grap Mana's face would be singed in burns all over, even shrapnel piercing through his skin.
The wings slowly faded, cracking into fragments of white aura. The combined efforts of his own explosion and Mana's deadly assault forced the wings to shatter and fall to the floor, only seconds later re-emerging over his back once again, spread out like an angels own wings. With a shunpo, he appeared on the ground quite a distance away. This wasn't all, however, as the wings re-emerged both hands were placed in his pockets. From the location the two once stood, The Creator of Nothing simply smirked and walked forward, forcing more explosions to stack up, each one a magnitude similar to the first explosion. At least twenty more explosion rang out, by the time it was finished a great ditch was seen through the ground, the dirt spat out of the hole with each explosion, raining dirt and body parts of people standing by. The Yuudeshi was not sure whether his enemy was still within the area, however he wouldn't let that stop him from showcasing the destruction he could let out. Each explosion sent out shock waves all over, so if she was caught within it - it would be extremely unlikely for her to walk away unscathed or without burns.
Kakine had yet to know her true potential, it was likely she was just testing him at this moment. He had heard the rumours and examples of what she can do, so it was likely not even one of those explosions had a full effect. But that wasn't for him to decide, the only thing he could decide was what to throw next and how to deal with the things thrown at him.
"Fighting the Queen of Demons in this world is really such a downer for me... I hear, when fighting on your own turf, your powers begin to amplify. I don't suppose you'd rather change to a different location?" Spitting out sarcastically, Kakine let the final explosion ring out and let silence fall over the battlefield, if the Queen of Demons let it. Letting his wings curl back up behind his back, he now simply smiled softly at Mana, not a single piece of malice held within it. "The Yuudeshi aren't ones to be easily destroyed, you should know this. But I won't make the mistake of thinking you'll be so easily defeated, there's no way someone could rise to your position without insurmountable strength. Don't mock me."
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Subject Post 9Subject: Re: Storming Chaos: The Mad Maiden Strikes! [Rebel Raven Mission: Northern District] Sun Jun 08, 2014 2:55 am
The Yuudeshi was bound to have it rough. As of right now, he was fighting the most famous and feared Demon in all history, and there was not a single thought of help for him. He was alone. Alone, trapped within the darkness that consumed Demon World, both physically and metaphysically. The entire Northern District gave off a fowl stench of darkness, of pure chaos and anger - something that one would not normally feel upon Earth. It was almost like a sixth sense to Kakine, something that many humans had, that they could sense fear or the very tension in the air. Yet there was no escape from this tension whilst in Demon World, for it encompassed his entire body, sank into his mind and infected his being. Madness, in many forms, is contagious. All it takes is a little too much exposure to drive someone over the edge, or push themselves into destruction. Yet the Yuudeshi of dirty blonde hair was strong willed, even by the forces of Mana, he was determined to not succumb to such attempts at breaking his soul. So with the wings still remaining curled up on his back, he flexed his shoulders and loosened up his muscles while viewing the aftermath of his assault. As expected, he wouldn't have much time to stand around, but in the end his speed was more than likely superior to Mana, as well as his reaction times.
"Don't lump me in with what my brothers started. I was there based on family, nothing more. I did not aim to kill those civillians, yet you would just blast them into nothing without even consideration. Not that I care, honestly. Lethal, non lethal. I just personally think it's pathetic without even trying to find a peaceful solution. Those moronic inbreeds at the Monsuta had their warnings, and Australia aligned with them anyway." The collision of Death Energy and Angelic Forces collided, a great force rang out as a result, knocking not only his right arm backwards, but his entire body, being pushing from within his cocoon of wings. Yet even as his following explosions rang out into the air, he could feel that every single one hadn't the intended effect he desired. With a sigh, he'd look at his slightly burnt and weakened arm from the explosion and spit out a ball of saliva yet again. His fingers would be moved ever so slightly, making sure he still had full control over that arm. His gaze, however, never left the Demon Queen. Mana would never leave his eyesight. For if he simply averted his eyes for a mere second, it could mean death for him. Kakine did not have the genetic reconstruction of his body, yet he had heard many stories of Mana's own regeneration. He was at a disadvantage in more than one way, and he was struggling to think of a way to escape it.
"What the fuck are you saying? Angel? Bullshit, no such title would fit me. Even if you're classifying me as such, there is no way such a thing would be true. You don't know me at all!" Not a word Kakine spoke was a lie, but rather... he did not know himself. This mysterious power manifested inside of him wasn't something he believed to be Angelic like his brother Shadin or Truth. Yet it was angelic, Mana had observed such a power before, so her suddenly becoming so perky and happy couldn't have been a cover up, right? She was constantly speaking about the chance to crush 'another angel', yet the Yuudeshi couldn't help but grow more irritated every time she opened those lips of hers. Yet this was the least of his problems, he couldn't afford to get side tracked into the thought of angelic nature. The darkness around them was thick, however nothing compared to what was to come. A rift appeared before his eyes, darkness expanded around him and his eyes widened hastily. He could feel the very oxygen in the air being sucked into this void, buildings and even bodies being collapsed upon. This wasn't all, but as his body was slowly forced into this terrifying land scape, he could hear... laughter. Not laughter of friends after telling a bad joke... but rather not of children. Demonic in tone and rushing from all around him like a shock wave of power erupting with no hint of dying down.
Reaching forward, the back of his palms would be facing towards each other, and by the time the shock wave hit his general position, both hands were pulled apart; using his reiatsu and angelic energy as a catalyst, he was able to literally tear a rift open in the sound wave coming towards him. Yet as he did this, expending a lot of his built up breath to do so, he began to notice as the air was quickly becoming taken away. With a gasp, Kakine felt that this feeling was akin to suddenly being pushed underwater during a big inward gasp for air. He could feel his entire body going numb as there was very, very little oxygen getting to his lungs. Thoughts raced through Kakine's mind, his cybernetic brain processing millions of thoughts at once as he finally came to one final conclusion. It normal circumstances, if he created an area filled with oxygen with his power, he could continue the fight like normal. However, that wasn't the case. If he simply forged this oxygen out of thin air, it is likely it would just be sucked right back out again. Rather... he had to create a sustainable source of constantly refreshing oxygen he could breathe.
Stretching out his body as the tainted earth, screams of agony and intense heat grew every more obvious, he sucked in what oxygen he could and simply emptied his thoughts. Tuning out as much of his surroundings as he could, a bright and white light flushed over around a ten kilometre area. From here, a very own and unique atmosphere began to surround this new area. From here, huge bodies of water and portions of land and trees began to grow from thin air. Kakine was literally... creating his own eco-system within a small portion of Hell summoned into the Northern District. The most he could do was make this place sustainable to fight on, so even as he sped up the photosynthesis rate, he spawning large portions of carbon dioxide as a result of the plants and trees. Within moments, a gasp of air was taken in and he bent over in agony, finally being able to breath normally. Although this was a dangerous thing, if Mana decided to destroy this sudden area of sustainability, it would go back to very little oxygen. For this reason, he stood ready to repair the surroundings as he saw fit. Although this was a major creation on his part, whether he could sustain it wasn’t even the problem, it was that creating a compressed eco-system in which he could survive took a whole lot of focus and energy. So even as he exerted this intense amount of energy and formed a miniature atmosphere around the two, he could be seen breathing heavily as he tried to refill his lungs full of oxygen.
He could feel his wings beginning to fade, the intense force of Hell being summoned onto the plane of Demon World was working it’s way into his body and trying to destroy the angelic presence. But Kakine would refuse to be thrown aside by such an easy tactic of ridding his angel state’s presence, the Yuudeshi was rather… stubborn like that. Never the less, his wings shook heavily, and as Hell’s influence attempted to crush the purification, a bright, white, light shot out over the entire district of Northern Naraka Saraka. Many demons that stood within this purifying light would find their bodies crumbling or even vanishing from existence, purifying their entire bodies. ”I refuse to be shut down by your stupid tactics! I don’t know what you think I am, nor do I care. I’m not going to lose to someone like you, I’d rather die.” Even as he said these words, forces crept into his brain. Like a wild virus destroying his mind, this put visions of death, plague and the end in his mind. However the hallucinations he was under weren’t him viewing the fear of his own death, but he saw his brothers. The weak remnants of his damaged angel wings curls around him into a ball.
Sitting within this ball of armored wings, his eyes were held wide open as tears began to roll down his face. At first they were clear tears of water, but after a few moments - these clear tears turned into red blodges of blood. As they rolled down his pale face, the visions he saw were the destruction of his family. He wasn’t one to care about the exploits of others, he didn’t care if anyone else died, as long as his family was safe. That is what he lived for. Kakine Yuudeshi, the man so fabled for being uncaring and self absorbed, had his true nature flashed before his eyes. The nature of wanting to protect the ones he loved, even if it meant his life was thrown away. Yet as he sat in this ball of armor, his mind was blank, not even reacting as the chains of red and black knocked him around like a ping-pong ball. It crashed against the wings with great force, after a few hits being shattered instantly. A burst of white aura filled the air as this happened. The chains of madness didn’t stop, however. Once shattered, his body was lashed multiple times. The spikes jammed into his skin in some areas, whilst others were deflected by what remained of his cybernetic shielding. Blood spewed out of his wounds as large crevasses of body tissue was torn open, it strained his already dark red/maroon suit and even stained portions of his hair temporarily red. Whilst the damage was being nulled by his cybernetic shielding, not even that could hold the intense force of ALL the chains.
Yet whilst this occurred, Kakine did not feel a single thing. Even so, he did not care. The world was black to him. It reminded him of being forced inside of that Dark Kakine, the being that he and Shadin had used their combined efforts to unite. He thought he was past this feeling. That he would never have to experience it again. With a clench of his fist and the gritting of his teeth, his mind wandered back to when he was forced into the darkness during the Australian War in late 2413… he thought about how similar this felt. Though his visions were landing upon the death of his family within this darkness, he knew how to emerge from such a thing. His mind was being hacked at, he felt his will power being eaten away… yet he clenched his fist even tighter and stopped the tears of blood leaking from his eyes. From within the static like noise of this void, the AIM energy within his body would suddenly pick up once again, the reiatsu also stabilizing, then peaking to breaking points as a dark crimson aura, mixed with a white purification circled his entire body.
”THE YUUDESHI’S WILL POWER… WILL OVERCOME ANYTHING!!”
With a burst of white energy, the white wings of his angelic presence appeared once again. Yet this wasn’t the only thing to happen. The chains that were constantly lashing at his body, ripping open his skin, would most likely be blown away from his body. His right arm was stretched out in front of his figure, in his hand? The tip of the black spear crafted by Mana. The tip was piercing the palm of his hand, and for a moment blood began to leak from the wound, however, clenching his fist around the shaft -- shards of darkness filled the air as the spear disappeared into thin air. The Creator of Nothing wasn’t free of her influence, not by a long shot, he could still feel the turmoil and virus like thoughts eating away at his insides. ”Trying to trap me in a void such as that will not work. I’ve faced and overcome those feelings before, and I won’t let your stupid plights force me to be entrapped again.” He could feel the influence of her creeping into his mind, and the large slashes of wounds over his body made him initially cringe. Yet within the blink of an eye, the damage to his skin, the wounds would be closed over and the chunks of flesh that were removed were replaced, stopping the blood from leaving his body. Atop of this, his torn up clothes would also be renewed in an instant, as if no damage had ever occurred to the torn up areas. Though, the pain had not vanished. Even though his flesh had been reconstructed and replaced, pain still echoed through his body and Mana’s influence was eating away at his mind, still managing to see slight visions. This is going to be troublesome… The brown haired male sighed to himself.
He had exhausted himself quite a bit creating that ecosystem and even breaking out of the entrapment, yet he would refuse to quit. That wasn’t the man he was brought up as. It seemed Mana had underestimated the willpower that the Yuudeshi family was capable of showing. So as the sigh closed, the remaining spirits and demons surrounding the two would have instantly found their insides being incinerated. Why was this? When beings of this level showed up, he could use the power of his True CreationConstruction to warp the properties, replace the very essence of what make’s up their bodies. By swapping out their core structure, Kakine could replace that said structure with a similar one, however introducing the idea of Hell Fire into it. Within moments, the spirits burst into flames and for miles on end, flames surrounded the Asthavon and Yuudeshi. Kakine, however, could still be seen twitching slightly from her influence, yet he couldn’t stop, not now.
Within the blink of an eye, he would dash forward, using his wings to force a thrust backwards, pushing him forward. By the time he would reach the Queen of Demons position, he would be on his toes and ready to dodge her attacks or chains, he would tilt his body to the left, the twenty metre long wings on his right side would uncurl and in one big swoop, send out a slash akin with the force of a nuclear bomb behind it. By using this swing, he would also pore endless amounts of his purification into the attack. If this made contact, it is likely even Mana would be blown away by the pure intense force which would be arced in a triangle shape. However, he wouldn’t stop. The wings on his back began to vanish for a moment, and as he did this, he would use his intense speed to keep close to Mana’s body. This way, if she tried to use her chains or attacks on a large scale, he could risk blowing herself away; and he could use a method he was brilliant at, hand to hand combat. Within a few seconds, a gauntlet with three blades curled around the knuckles would appear over his right hand. At blindingly fast speeds, five punches would be shot out. The first one aimed into her face, the following three to the gut and the final one aiming to slice her ankle by using shunpo to appear at the backside of her body - in an attempt to stop her movements. Even if these didn’t land, he had another technique hidden up his sleeve. Entering another shunpo, Kakine appeared right in the path of his triangle shaped explosive force he used earlier. However, something was different.
”Reflect the essence of Nothing, Kyuukyoken”
A new entity appeared! Standing by his side, a smirk crossed this woman’s face. This woman was Kyuukoken, or Benkei to Kakine. The brown haired Yuudeshi had activated his shikai! Although, as of this moment, it wasn’t being used in conjunction with his angel state. He had to save such things for key moments, instead of letting the entirety of Hell purify it and make him useless. So as he appeared in the path of this explosive force, a transparent force would appear and reverse all energy that came from the force, directing it right back at Mana’s position. This wasn’t all, however, using his intense speed, he would constantly be moving behind and around, reversing the energy and directing it towards Mana. Reversing these energetic pulses, if Mana hadn’t found a way out, she would find herself being constantly hit with a barrage of angelic purification and intense force akin to nuclear strikes. The power of each hit would fade over time, however the first ten or so hits would be enough to obliterate most opponents -- however Mana wasn't most opponents. Stopping his constant shunpos, he came to a half around a hundred or so metres away from his intense destruction, constant deep breaths exhaling from his body, twitching still and feeling rather weakened from her assault. Gritting his teeth, however, he continued on. He refused to give up. So he steadied his body as he felt large drops of sweat roll down his forehead and over his entire body. He had an intense migraine growing in his mind from her influence. He was at a disadvantage here. Perhaps showing his wings, or what she called ‘Angel’ side, was the worst idea he could have come up with. Never the less, the past was the past.
”Heh… This explains a lot of things… But I won’t be corrupted by the likes of you. I don’t care about you giving me a purpose to live, I have the only reason I’ll ever need. And you refreshed that memory for me. My family. So you better kill me, otherwise I’m going to rip off that pretty little face of yours, whether it be today or ten years from now. Nobody threatens my family. Tch… You’re so fucking pretentious. Talk yourself up more.” Standing next to Benkei, he would look at her and nod softly, a soft smile being exchanged in return. Twisting his hands around into a cup like shape, hundreds of thousands of spears, swords, anything with the ability to pierce skin, would be accumulated around the entirety of her body. He still felt as if this world was black, but until he found a way to escape it, he had to keep fighting. Saving his angelic wings until he needed them and fight. Fight against the decay of his mind and defeat one of his most powerful enemies yet. Clenching his fist, the sword, spears, pillars, large sharp corners of buildings that were even up to ten metres thick, would suddenly shoot down towards Mana. Like a homing beacon, these piercing objects would track the target until they were all destroyed. Not only this, but if she was hit by one of them? The Queen of Demons could very well find her insides burning and being incinerated, using the same technique of property swapping he did with the spirits surrounding them earlier.
Spitting out a wad of blood, he straightened his vision from being drawn off and let his cybernetic brain analyse everything around him, including how and when would be the best opportunities to rid himself of this mental trauma, as well as attack his opponent. It analysed everything, a million thoughts going per second.