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Subject Post 1Subject: The Devil 9's Invitation [ HISTORY PAST RP - INAMI/HIRIKO ] Fri Sep 12, 2014 10:55 am
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Half A Year Ago Before The Current Day In 2414 In Hell
Indeed, it was the day before the gates of Hell finally broke open to the public, sending fears to the sinners and the screams of agony of those who were taken into Hell. Cleansed the heavy sinners by the shinigami, the sinners was struck down by a great blade of Hell, only to pull them into Hell and make them suffer with fear, agony and guilt living in the deepest parts of their very soul that remains in their afterlife. To all of the Rakshasas in their assigned positions, it was still a boring day, wihout being released from the grasp of these gates that never opened than to bring the sinners to be punished and looked after if any escaped or intruders budging into their doorstep. To the spiritual realm, Hell is real, they exist to bring those who sins heavily than just normal theft, much like murder and such, are brought into this very place to make them suffer each and every way, endlessly wihout an ending to their afterlife, pain is all they can feel in every edge of their skin.
Yet another boring day for the Guardians, in this damned place, there is no such thing as 'Today's a good weather', or 'Greetings'. All assigned to their respective layers to stay on guard, and one intriguing female resides as a guardian in the 201st layer of Hell. Considered a rather formidable opponent considering of her capabilities that is widely known to allow her to make use of reality as she wishes it to be, such feats are merely a child's play in her case. Stands a short girl in a layer, she seems to be a little girl in her elementary years, fairly young despite how old she was in an actual age since her existence of being apart of Hell. Donning a small dress with many intricate designs in the middle areas, connected to a bottom skirt that covers her entire lower body. The dress's blouse displays a set of lighter color edges on either side of the loose shoulder garments. Around her neck, with lighter outlines visible as well, the blouse is gifted with a hole revealing a small portion of her chest. Further; her stomach is covered by a slightly thicker adornment that spots a display of complex artwork. That girl was Hiriko, being her first name while her middle and last name is Stravinsky Rügen. Depicted to be a half-japanese and half-russian considering her name, herself has no actual race whether she is a japanese or a russian female, though this name was merely came up with her own mind and once became her official name in the depths of Hell.
There was no 'tomorrow' in this very place, sitting in the floors of her layer, everyday was just the same, or more appropriately, 'everytime' was just the same as always, no changes made to the world around her that bores her out. The outside world can only be watched by her through the television she has created merely by her own desire to see what is going on in the outside world. All the war, destruction, chaos, all of that fuels her interest to explore what's behind the gates of Hell that enclosed her out to protect the layers. Before Khala broke open the gates of Hell, her life in here is nothing more than boredom and entertainment by watching through the television. Yes, everything is the same, not until a certain someone made its entrance, a very grand one indeed, that shook her interest until the very end. There's nothing more than a tap in the chin to shake her head and look at the on-going situation, with someone playing the cards on the table, it feels much like blackjack on her case, but curiousity, is what picks her up in the bets. Just what of a grand entrance is this?
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Subject Post 3Subject: Re: The Devil 9's Invitation [ HISTORY PAST RP - INAMI/HIRIKO ] Fri Sep 12, 2014 11:58 am
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Ahahaha. With these light laughters echoing from her lips, only to leave a wide grin of excitement crawling into goosebumps, so much it would really drive her mind insane in the presence of such a person. With such a delicate approach with nothing more than to amuse the little girl who was standing yet so shortly before the being called 'Satan Soul'. There was never a hint of fear, anxiousness, nervous, none of those negative emotions ever applied to a Rakshasa like her, not to a Demon, a little like her that has witnessed so much gore that she highly doubted that fear would ever apply to her, even with a killing intent so great that it shook the world, it was a habit, something she was used to feeling in these intents, may it be giving her an orgasm if it gets too strong, it was never a delight to get too kinky in her own part, isn't it? Chuckling before she had turned around to make a direct eye contact with the likes of Satan Soul, a malicing smile before her very body had a static effect for a moment, like a television that was losing its signal before the structure was perfectly rearranged on its own as if it was some sort of a realistic magic that creates a static body. Playing games, tricks, all of that was her speciality, to manipulate even the greatest minds in the universe in the palm of her hand, her trickery never ends up in failing her. Locking up every essence of her 'emotions', all was replaced with nothing more than curiousity, entertainment and insanity, to bury her tricks so deep that even if one were to end the world, it would still be 'dug deep'. This is what makes her words dangerous, especially when reality is much like her 'game'.
Answering her question with a sarcastic tone, her voice was very much like a girl, speaking with a continuous smile on her face and her crimson red eyes, staring right into the eye of Satan Soul with no apparent emotion than the so-called 'entertainment', things was getting.. interesting on its own course. "A Person, perhaps? A Girl? A Demon? A Guardian? A God? A Player? A Spectator? Who knows? Because reality doesn't give off answers so easily and would've preferred dancing in your head like a merry-o-jellio in its playground."
The world is full of surprises. She would be guessing that this person may think where is she, eh? Well, Hiriko is just about everywhere, that with her abilities and being that in her layer, detecting her with precise accuracy would be flawless, not in her domain that she stands. Chess pieces floating from the floor with blood trinkling down from the walls, Hiriko would become closer to the female, only to split into two before reattaching her as if she were a moving holographic projection with static to give it a little 'effect'. The trick has already begun, and it is something magical enough to make sure that reality bids to her very words like a puppy being loyal to its master. Not to remain silent to keep the suspension for too long, more words soon echoed from her lips, only to bring up more questions up from the sky, floating like lost sheeps.
"Fuaha~ Reality is fun, isn't it? So fun that it gets boring. I am not sure what's your purpose of being here but i am sure that you won't fail to entertain me, am i right? And of course, no need to hesitate if you have any questions to ask or any important matter to discuss, because such things are my favourite thing to twist around with you."
Sound of delight echoing from her mouth, she was rather curious why she was here. Was it to kill her? Well, hopefully she won't be damn bored to do so, because Hiriko has so much time to spare that she would have the time to chat and drink a tea like some gentlewoman she is. Well then, let's see what this woman's grand entrance would do? With some topping or with some friendly greeting of 'Hi~' or some stuff that may be going on. Well, one thing that she doesn't need to worry is that in her layer, games are an absolute necessary to entertain her guests to the fullest, and herself as well wihout making any harm to both parties. As long as violence is not necessarily involved in this matter, at least some magic tricks and a little console dummy to play around with. This is basically what happens when one ends up getting into her 'domain', as this layer is most likely her own playground to spectate, maybe, manipulate it a bit to give it some spice.
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Subject Post 5Subject: Re: The Devil 9's Invitation [ HISTORY PAST RP - INAMI/HIRIKO ] Sat Sep 13, 2014 1:04 am
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Fufufu. Interesting as ever, for someone to ever bestowed so much power to enter her region. Well, it was indeed true, only a fraction of it, that these 'affected' flow of energy in the midst of her layer can make the reality hard to distort, however, it was never that simple to stop her ability from being used. If she wanted to, one mere word would allow her to return everything to its default state, while creating a filter in her very layer to make sure these 'aura' or such that affects the atmosphere and the energy that bounces in these layers to be unleashed in a specific wavelength, giving her all the time she needs to completely erase its so-called 'existence', or even, make the reality adapt to such power if needed, giving her still a higher form of advantage. Afterall, this IS her layer, and nobody ever cheats in her board except for herself as the master who manipulates the rules of the game around her. Even law-breaking abilities that disobeys logic would still have a 'rule', but that 'rule' merely built personally for itself, and same goes to this situation where her reality distortion abilities would become hard to manipulate what's around her, but building by its law and by her own rules of this game, such things can be adapted by manipulating the 'rules' that resides in her respective layer, which unless they are some god-defying, or some bastard who has their way with supernatural powers, her layer would very much be a prison to her opponents, or whoever that dares to show their 'godhood' around too much.
Not mind about the details, the only thing that ever caught her surprise was the sudden change on the tables, and that.. was being pulled into a gentle hug of a woman, though only thing that had ever offended her was into a pair of big busts, something she despises, even for such a motherly 'act' that caught her off-guard in a moment before her expression was rather surprised. Of course, she didn't have it long before having her hair stroked by a stranger, she phased through the likes of Satan Soul's body like any holographic projection would seem to do. In that short moment, it ever felt so slightly that Hiriko was in a solid state before came into a decision to return her body into a state of a projection, phasing through the woman's body as if anything never happened from the beginning. Hiriko herself never wished for such a moment, so childish that it makes her laugh, but it was great to be surprised at least once in a while in this hellish place. Things quickly took a turn again before everything was returned to its default state, the person that once had a grand entrance, made a big flip in terms of mental state and personality that grew rather expressionless again, but no matter how stoic one is, even if they are just a stone, a tree, a vehicle that sits still, they have a 'mind' that is readable enough, even if one is thinking about nothing, emptying their thoughts and clearing out their mind, that even a person with amnesia, would be easy to figure out their past and what they are thinking, with an empty mind and zero thoughts. It was an easy task for Hiriko of course, throwing her days to lie, to trick, to prank, those were her greatest specialities, that her lips would go as far as to echo a few words to complicate matters and make her lies somewhat a complete truth, realistic words uttered from her mouth, as if these words were directly from her soul to tell you about it. Those were the life she lives in, trickery. It was hard to trust at least a single person, even a child, an infant, will she never believe at the slightest. Treating the people around her like chess pieces they are, and use them however she wishes to do so, even in this layer, even to someone with an immense power, an org leader, a god, she would put up so much trickery and deception that it becomes nigh-impossible to even detect through any methods, that only the truth lies deep within Hiriko, and those truth, are the reality itself to speak her words.
Honesty was never something great, that the more honest you become, the less of a use one becomes, and in order to make everything interesting, deception plays a big role in such cases. No more details to speak in mind of how the world flows around her freely, in question of this woman's 'invitation' to some type of place, there were more than a million questions and possibilities running in the depths of her mind, with mainly a 'why' that dominates all other questions, it was not long before Hiriko gave her reply, not an answer, but a question from a question. She has every reason to have her doubts of becoming apart of something that she may not benefit from, and may benefit from. She does not mind the price given, but is it worth being apart of something that the benefit may be little to something useless?
"Fuahaha. 'Her' precious daughter, you say? I don't mind having another stranger's child if i do get a benefit from this. Ay, i shall question you once with a million question; to clear my doubt for such cases of your warming invitation, would you guarantee as you implied that i would find and gain what i lust for? With the conditions i receive from your bare words, i am not sure what i would benefit from this.. castle. So tell me, do you have what it takes to make me enjoy to the fullest? To see the world scream in agony? Have each of their blood gushing out from their veins and their faces of fear? I am not some girl who is easily entertained by some.. toys, you see."
"Under a way that i can generally describe it for your understanding, can YOU satisfy all the desires i need in this world?"
With a grin cracked on her lips, before growing static and having another image appear before Satan Soul, face-to-face, eye-to-eye, a direct confront as an afterimage was left behind before its image vanished from its static state. Moving wihout leaving a suspicion or any intent to move in such fast pace, getting this close was only for a purpose, to listen a desired answer clearly and loudly, that their face was no further apart than a centimeter close between the distance of their faces, to await for an answer, a 'resolve' for this invitation that was bestowed to the palm of her hands. To her, this game was already in a checkmate, a 'resolve'.
Rather fascinated by the scale of her power, it really never deemed it more surprising than a sudden hug, that this kind of power was rather common in Hiriko's case, that the scale of her ability was enough to put everything to halt if needed when Satan Soul made a full brunt assault on these mountains, but something that really interests her was the entertainment she was given, the power, the destruction, just what she needs to kill her time as much as she wants, merely using this to her own advantage if she were to gain such an ally, a mother, a stranger, someone she can both rely and not rely on in most cases. There is no longer warmth left in both of these parties, that herself was left by her parents in Hell when they mated in the past, in this depth of hell, the boredom and the lost child twisted the world around her, yearning for a guide, someone to please her in every edge of her mind, to take care of her, only comes one man, a Hell 'Beast', you can describe its existence. Rather than itself being the beast, the Hell Beast she currently has was only a human figure, 'his' real image covered by an intimidating mask, stands a figure much taller than her, and he is more like a 'father' and a guide to Hiriko, someone who looks after both herself and the powers she has, and absolutely, the only person she can trust in every way when they ventured together in Hell, developing her abilities and taking care of her when needed, an existence that she always yearned for in the past.
The gaze never left any effect to her soul, instead, her grin became wider, with an odd Za Koa power suddenly spiking, as if flicking like a broken bulb, in one way to describe the feeling of 'odd', it is no ordinary Za Koa alone, sometimes blasting to high levels to low levels together with an aura unleashing an intensive dark nature left behind the smile of hers, the excitement that surged in her mind in such gaze and power left her nowhere than to become insane in such circumstances. Restraining herself from laughter, all she could was to grin, with her palm on her face, shaking it before calming herself down, and at this point, her Za Koa energy would stabilize again, where it can be considered 'normal'. Exhaling, it would not be long before she quietly whispered a word from her lips, Float.., so quiet that it would be required to hear it directly from her mouth, enhanced level of hearing would not even work in this situation, that the mouth that opened and words that blabbered left to vibrate a frequency of energy, those bubbling waves that travelled the air would be felt as if the atmosphere, the air was strangely dense, especially to high Tier 0s, much like Satan Soul's level, the dense atmosphere would most likely take an effect on her, but it would last no longer than a few seconds before it went silent, the air became normal again, though one thing that truly effects the reality around them, was the blood that Satan Soul had dripped from her wrist. Floating above the air and around Hiriko, as if it was defying gravity itself, but it was her ability that took an effect, the flow of water, the shape, the volume and the gravitational pull was all affected merely by her own words, left with a small volume of blood from Satan Soul floating around Hiriko like fishes swimming freely in the air, of course, with a cause that there would be a sudden surprise, that it took no less than a second before a cut would stream across his right cheek, a light wound formed due to the equivalent exchange to float a small volume of blood which the drawback would not be great because of its volume, even so, the system was made to make it 'equal' to what she uses in reality, thus resulting a cut. A light smile expressed across her lips, and of course, it was towards Satan Soul, only to speak a few more sentences of her own, to reply for that demonstration, the proof, and the entertainment given.
"INTERESTING! You are indeed something to behold, someone i feel like i can trust on. I shall accept your offer, the invitation of yours to that castle you have told me about and i shall drink this blood as an acceptance of our kinship! However, before that, there's one more person you have to prove that absolute power you are so proud of, the guarantee that you've shown me, the entertainment you have given me as an answer of my question. I am not alone, that to play the mother's part as the contract of our kinship, as mother and daughter, the last one you'll need to get past through is my 'father', and THE father of mine."
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Soon after Hiriko rose both of her arms at shoulder height, only a continuous smile was onto those child's lips, as if it was summoning someone, signalling it or calling out, but to her, this is just a 'respect' to a man's arrival, walking from the shadows, the darkness had covered his figure entirely before he took a step out of the shadows. His figure was fairly tall, much of a young man, judging from his hair, he would most likely under his 30s or 40s though in an average build when his figure was shown. He was rather pale but a lean man, with slicked-back, grey hair behind the mask of his, which something of his own trademark he has been wearing for quite some time, and rather mysterious in the mask. While Hiriko had seen his actual face once, the mask leads a very mysterious character in this man, with no aura to feel from him, no type of intent to kill, nothing was radiating from him at all, even energy to a point where his presence was completely erased from the entire layer, even slipping from Satan Soul's detection as far as his presence goes.
The white mask that covers his entire image. The mask itself is simply design with a mischievous smirk running from its cheekbones down to, slightly above, the jawline and arching back up to his opposite cheekbone. Granting him visibility are two crescent-shaped spots flowing downwards, forming a wicked portrayal along with the mouth piece, of course, the only available part of his face was only a portion of his jawline exposed from the mask, not entirely, in some sense. While on his upper body where he dons his clothes, is completely covered by a connected jacket with three buttons on either side. The jacket's collars are flipped, giving view to a plant-like design on the inside and several diagonal lines on the higher areas. The jacket's end spots a split cape elongating to his feet. Underneath the jacket, Kagetane dons a white shirt with many buttons and a small collar, as well as a small bow-tie around his neck. His lower regions are covered by a pair of pants spotting multiple lines jutting downwards. Circling around his thighs are two straps, they seem to have a pair of weapons, while still unknown what's under it, it has a visible spare of his mask if it was ever broken to pieces. Unsure why he covers his hands with white gloves as well, but if felt directly, there would be something cold, and rough as if there was a metal structure behind the gloves, presumably having metallic hands, what really makes him look more intimidating is the magician's hat that he wears above his head, despite wearing it most of the time, there are times where he takes it as well. It being a magician's hat, it does not do much and has nothing inside of the hat at all, it was a matter of figure and style, to the man.
In terms of names, he only possesses one name of his own, and that is his first name only. Not knowing where he originated from, he calls himself Kagetane Rugen, to portrait himself as apart of Hiriko's family and his role as her father, thus sharing their last names to make evidence of that. He did not stand in the background for too long before he actually made his entrance out from the hiding he has spectated from, restraining himself from intervening the situation until he was, maybe, called out from Hiriko because he is somehow the 'last person' to entertain than Hiriko only. His hands were behind his back, standing firmly, almost like a rather polite waiter, though only his sharp yellow eyes would pierce out from the eyes of the mask, and staring intensely against the likes of Satan Soul. A light sarcastic giggle behind the mask, it was dark in tone, however, in an accent, he sounds like a normal japanese male within his 30s or 40s, but fairly young alone himself even to his given age in appearance, though there is no time to explain so much details in such mannerisms, and for quite some time, the Hell Beast, Kagetane, has intervened this conversation under reasons of something claiming someone's daughter to be their own, and of course, as a 'father' and a guide, he cannot let a stranger take a property that belongs to him as well.
Talking in a dark yet polite tone to the female, he still stood firm, no trace of fear, anxiety, or any emotions were ever shown other than a smirk and his sarcastic personality in this very conversation, that even if Satan Soul unleashes a terrifying amount of her own power, to him, making him fear would only turn on his excitement, very much like Hiriko, he does not fear those with immense power, and fear would only be an 'obstacle' that stands in his way, so in a way to put it, he has discarded that emotion with something else, excitement. However, he does retain the emotions that of a human being, the feeling of surprised, questionable attitude, anger and so on, though with more positive and dark emotions that shrouds him with mystery, things like this would be a fairly simple task to him, no matter what.
"Well, well, my apologies if i have appeared out of nowhere, so you have my greetings to visit my dear daughter. It is truly nice of you to invite us to your party, ma'am but what gives you the right to take my daughter along with you, since i don't simply give her to someone as weak as you to protect her. I have witnessed that intense power of yours, but i am sure that even a baby can break those mountains and form a crater as we've witnessed that from the underworld many times. Those type of strength is common among most beings, so don't go wishy-washy with that power, should you?"
"Of course, if you claim yourself to be more powerful than i am in becoming her guardian and a 'parent', i could ask my dear daughter to unbind some of these chains in order to let you regain some of your abilities in combat, or are you saying you can defeat me even with all of these chains binding you? I don't blame you if you want my daughter to be apart of your ally, but she and i are one, and it won't be easy to earn my favour as well, unlike my daughter, of course. Don't worry about the Hell's will, as my daughter can deal with that herself in her place as a Guardian to keep things under control."
Walking past on the left side of Satan Soul with a chuckle, he whispered into the side of her ear with his mask intact with his face, and echoed to ring her eardrums to make sure she is in all-ears to listen. Whispering in a sarcastic tone, he intended to intimidate her, to see what she is capable of to become Hiriko's guardian. "Counter Stop, remember that name as my ability that will trample all over your goals soon, that i will stand in your way."
Arms crossed behind his way, the layer began to widen in space, enlarging bigger and bigger before it turned into an appearance of a city, with realistic landscapes that can be destroyed, buildings that are solid and much like a gigantic battlefield built personally by the layer, and what stands above the streets of the newly-changed layer in appearance, with Kagetane and Satan Soul, only to stand a few meters above with their backs meeting each other. His gloved hands were visible, crossed under the arms behind his back, while still standing firmly in his position. Tipping his hat upwards with a flick of his finger soon after a few seconds of standing, before holding onto it, one of his arms was still in the same position on his back and the last word that echoed from the mask, his voice, with a tone, full of composure, confidence and indeed, sound so sarcastic that it would make someone especially short-tempered to snap so quickly that the earth may not stand it any longer by the tone of his voice.
"Show me, ma'am, what you're truly capable of doing."
Of course, if she wanted to unbind some of the chains, depending how many she wants, Kagetane would only need to nod his head to signal Hiriko with what he had said earlier, before the girl rose her hand, as a Rakshasa and considering that this is her layer, of course, wihout putting Hell in risk, some of these chains are unbind from Satan Soul to a point where she still would not be a risk to Hell itself, as if she ever goes overboard, the chains would be given enough time to restrict her and bind her again, potentially even temporarily seal out her powers if it had to, and with the help of Hiriko, weakening her would not be a problem at all. Though if not, Kagetane would only stand in his position, just to wait what's coming to him. No fear, no regrets, full of fun.
TWIST AND SNAP! As far as a force of her flick would go, it did indeed hit its target, into his face and potentially, twisting his entire head backwards and snapped his neck in the hard way. Well, to an average person and even to an average spiritual being at a seated level, having their neck twisted to the opposite direction and with a sound of a bone snapping, well, they would've 'died' from such things in all honesty, with his mask shattered to pieces, it was still intact from any signs of falling, literally broken to pieces from the force of the projectile akin to an atomic warhead. It is indeed deadly and almost something that can kill any man or woman, though, in a surprise, his arms seems to be moving normally, hands placed onto his head before forcefully snapping it back to its place as if nothing ever happened other than an almost-shattered mask. To Satan Soul, or Inami, such things may or may not do damage to the area across his head or face considering that the hit was definitely a direct force that blasted with so much power that a majority of the landscape had crumbled from the force of it as well, and it would be weird for someone to left unharmed from such powerful physical prowess in many ways, and with only his face covered by a mask, the only thing that can be deducted is that the area around it may be damaged, though nobody really knows if it did.
Giving Inami an upperhand to throughoutly kill him, rip him apart, anything she can do to make sure his existence may not be around again, Kagetane took his spare time to swap his mask with a new one, and under an intense speed as if his hands never moved after his hand held onto a new mask, only to have the shattered one to suddenly be thrown away in the air wihout any visibility of any movements in his hands. In many ways, Kagetane can be mysterious, and rather, an unknown person that nobody really knows, even Hiriko herself does not understand the basis of his history & existence, of what purpose she came by as her Hell Beast and the ways he had been around for many times. This is how the world really works, that if you stay quiet as if one never really exists in the first place and never use one's power unless it is a necessary, leaving with a little to no evidence, it would be hard to gather information or rather, leave them to gain nothing with no understanding of their existence, their power, the scale of how much they can do, and his mysterious being could even make the weakest of them all to underestimate him, and stronger beings like Inami would be an easier bait to believe that her power as a ruler and an Asthavon could easily overpower and overrule 'lowly beings' like him & Hiriko if she wanted to, making her an easy-to-read target to predict what she would do next in her attacks. Power that consumes one's being would be nothing more than a fully-predictable person written all over their face, even when they erase all of their emotions, the way they express their words and the tone they speak in, these characteristics would make everything so obvious in many, many ways if one's eye is sharp enough to catch them like an eagle would.
"My my, Miss. You're so easily to read and manipulate like an open book, you know?"
Seconds before Inami actually begin to grip and swing her blade at an unimaginable speed, Kagetane wasted none of his sweet time before snapping his fingers as if it was purposely done, though that doesn't seem to produce much changes despite producing a small amount of vibrating energy around him from that very snap of his fingers. No changes, no barriers, as if there was no effect at all than randomly wasting his Za Koa energy for no reason at all, and in that very moment she swung her blade, there was a rippling effect across the air, seemingly a specially compressed wind that slices through air itself at speed where even with an enhanced reaction, the speed would be too much for them unless they have speed that matches its level, much like in Shadin's case, however, when it comes to predictable attacks, Kagetane stood there, looking at one of the abnormally fast strikes rippling its way through the air from how much attention he paid through the range between himself and Inami that the strike would leave at least a blur for him to notice its existence, it would be easy for Inami to zoom her eyes so close that they would face-to-face and would still be able to see, sense and feel the energy radiating around him in that stance, making sure that he was actually there, no moving, no illusions, none, until when it took a blast right through his body with an explosion as an extra when it ripped through his body like a butter and even having the rest of the last two strikes to blast right at him with utmost honesty before her attempts to crash herself into his body. Everything was quite real, that she wouldn't forget the sensation of her body ramming into his 'physical body' until Inami, would hopefully stop and realise that the physical attack that she made forced the body to vanish into a thin air, only to realise that he would unexpectedly appear behind her, his face, or rather, the mask held itself so close with her ear that he whispered into her left ear, with a tone that was rather dark and sarcastic at the same time.
"Are you surprised how i lived through all of that? Why does a powerless being like me live through a ruler's attacks? How can i escape from something so powerful that it was beyond belief and beyond my abilities as a Hell Beast? Let me tell you a hint: An afterimage. The rest of the answers shall let you figure it out yourself."
Further going into the details, it would be something hard for her to point it out as well, since it can be various of abilities that can allow him to escape from that, however, illusion would be a no-no since it isn't the 'aspect' of his ability, but more throughoutly more the same to Hiriko's, but less potent in many aspects. It can be vary, from gravity manipulation, velocity manipulation, weight manipulation, density manipulation, light manipulation or anything that she can think of from millions of applications that may be related to either speed or light that may able to leave a somewhat realistic yet an afterimage behind. Time Manipulation is his ability, however, to contain the mystery, he prefers to keep it to himself behind the mask, since he didn't left anything 'time-related' in the scene, it would be terribly hard for Inami to figure out considering how much she wanted to take Hiriko and obliterate him over the fact that he denies the offer into following her into the castle together with his own daughter. Through snapping his fingers in a concious effect, by temporarily slowing down time around him, no less than 2-3 seconds in an extremely short period of time to move from place to place, he had already planned this in the beginning if chaos were to break out with someone as powerful as an Asthavon, and with his own coordinations and movements planned, as long as Inami goes with the 'flow', it wouldn't be a problem as well. Enabling him to move at intense speed to a point where an afterimage is left and a speed where it was able to match with a highly-skilled teleportation user, not even a blur effect would be left when he moved in a slowed time, so much that if he ran in a normal human speed from a place to another, it would seem like he just vanished and appeared out of nowhere wihout leaving any alert around them that they appeared before their very eyes. However, to move at such intense speed, it was clear that it left some side effects to his body as well, especially in a slowed time, one step foward would leave a scratch, and with his speed in running in order to move out of sight from Inami's sight and leave an afterimage in a few seconds, it would obviously leave almost as if bullet holes were left on his arms, while slashes akin to be inflicted by a sword would be visible across his chest area.
Not going to explain much about his abilities, much like Hiriko, using these kind of reality-distorting abilities gives a very well drawback that stakes one's physical body, but to Kagetane, it doesn't matter if his body were to obliterate completely, since it makes such arguements much more easier to settle, wihout remorse and wihout fear, he wouldn't care any less than those things, they are just obstacles to him that have to be erased, that was all. His defenses are as good as zero, dropping all of it, the defensive capabilities of being able to take a cero while leaving only a burn, or 'general speed' that allows you to run at super fast speed, he would abandon all of these defensive aspects and go all-offensive, that is what his ability was about. His normal speed isn't all that great while considered 'above average' as a Hell Beast in a humanoid form, with his abilities, abandoning those natural aspects of defense wouldn't affect too much on him. All he needed was strength, ability to endure pain, high level of focus and combat skills in hand-to-hand, nothing else was required than these natural offensive aspects that he needed to gain much more power, to be unstoppable by mankind, the person that shall rule the world together with his daughter.
Of course, if Inami were to turn around and unleash the rest of strikes, well, he wouldn't mind before shaking his head slightly, before snapping his finger and swing his arm to the right, before blasting a tremendous amount of force made out seemingly of a 'pressure' within his line of sight would suddenly spike an energy, so large that it seems to level itself when she enters her puppet god state, but slightly weaker, just about half of its power and enough to stay on par with Inami's own level wihout her tapping into stages, and creating a short second of a pressure that seems to create a shockwave that blasted one whole city from the force of his very hand, which the cloth ripped itself apart before his entire arm was visible of burns, wounds that seems to dig deep into his flesh, wounds that was about a bear that clawed it multiple times, blood spewing out from the mouth of his very mask. If Inami was slammed by the 'pressure', she would realise it was not a vibration, an invisible energy that hit her, it was an unknown force, well, if she can understand such concept, the blast of 'time', or 'Maximum Pain' for its name. It was hard to grasp such concept from the beginning, since he fired 'time' from his time, it was much like accelerating time in front of him so fast that it became 'solid', while the phenomena is unknown of 'why' it actually took an effect of it, before swinging his arm as if he was summoning or 'shooting' a shockwave from his hand. However, it does leave an obvious hint that Za Koa energy was used on it to solify the state of 'time', though logically, time does have a 'state', so by its concept, only Kagetane can explain it alone of how it works, but to him, the details may be too long to understand as well if he actually explained it in person, but much of that force erases quite a portion of these fire strikes, before at an accelerating speed, he snapped one of his fingers again.
That, unleashed an expanding dome around him, seemingly like from here, the rest of her July, June, May and March would seemingly have its strikes, visibly stopping at a dome, idling and 'standing' a couple of meters away from where he stood and snapped his fingers, while not all of it was stopped, a few punctured it and bypassed it before it took effect, one took off his left arm and another two cut through his shoulders, however, which was two Mays that sliced past his shoulders and one June that ripped his arm off, though he didn't care about it, nowhere to cry about the pain or even twitch it, his eyes was staring intensely towards Inami, no regards to fear or pain, useless obstacle that stood in his way, the only thing that makes him sweat was the pressure that brought down from the sky as well, otherwise, these previous strikes that was stopped mid-air seemed to explode before circulating around the 'dome' he made that protected him through the usage of time that 'stopped' these strikes from ever moving, he detonated them by accelerating the time within the structure of these strikes, physical energy and spiritual energy that threw these blades into powerful strikes, causing them to explode due to the imbalance of energy and some, even accelerated to a point where these energy particles ran out of 'fuel' and died out.
Of course, in this next and last attack, he wouldn't be making a move. Shaking his head when it was about to strike, it was obvious that his sight was all pressed onto Hiriko, and looking right back at Inami with a rather confident tone, only to tell her one thing, "You think my daughter would let you end me so easily? Besides, you're only here to entertain me, not to hear you blabbering useless speeches and emotional feelings of yours."
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It was time to intervene at last when the battle seems to take too far off the course, and yes, as the guardian of her own layer, it was her duty to protect and take things under control. Clearly that herself had took things too far, but this battle made it worst between Kagetane and Inami, when she was given a nod as a signal that this next attack make change the tides of what Hell may it be from the potential of this attack, it may rip apart a portion of her layer since such power was enough to be settled into the category of being 'dangerous' and may affect Hell itself even in the slightest at any given time, so it was time for her to put a stop into everything when she stood up from the spectating area. Her tiny hands placed before the box that encased her as a spectator, the box itself won't be affected, but merely to feel the wavelength of the box before whispering in a very light tone, Remove and reset, frequency seemingly rang across her entire layer before the lightning blast, the radiating light, even the city itself, seem to dissapear wihout a trace the moment her mouth was opened, all damages that may have done to the layer itself while they fought in the artificial city would be repaired as if nothing ever happened, that the potential of her ability and the power that Hiriko had unleashed became so vast and overall powerful in effect, with Hell's influence included to her to increase that capability, even with Inami's resistance if she were to, she would be forcefully reset to her former state before she even used her attacks and abilities, energy in a fully replenished state and including Kagetane with his wounds patched up, much as if everything in this layer had resetted, the box would also be removed, and if a void were to appear within the gaps of the very dimension from the box's removal, much like how much her ability had scaled in various ways, even when they are 'cut off from Hell', it would still virtually affect it since they had brought 'a part' of it that cuts off from the current dimension. Even if the location had moved to another dimension, it doesn't mean she has cut off Hell itself, and all of that? It happened while Inami was in the middle of talking her 'speech', a 'talk', anything one can describe on her ridiculously long speech, it gave her so much time to reverse everything back to its initial state.
Gaps would become static like a television, before all three of them would be shifted across the dimension that they were put in, and moved back to her own layer in effects, and if one were to describe it, it was as if Hiriko had pressed a reset button and reversed everything to its initial effect. However, because the effects were so large-scaled and vast, it wouldn't kill her internally, instead, a large X wound would slice across her back, before her body exploded from an intensive infliction of wound that blood would literally spill everywhere from unimaginable damage to her body. It wouldn't literally kill her as well, but damaged her so much to a point where even Inami wouldn't be able to imagine in an exact amount of damage that actually sliced through each and every part of her body, limbs, muscles, all of it wihout an internal damage, but it was enough to put her to sleep and heal within a couple of months. All of that effort, was just to stop a fight from affecting her duty as a Guardian. Afterall, Kagetane IS her father that she couldn't afford to lose.
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Taking his steps when everything went back to normal, Kagetane was indeed shocked at some point, but did not express it with his mask on, he took a calm stance and walked back to the shadows with his arms crossed behind his back, only to reply to Inami's ridiculously long question, with nothing but a short sentence of his own reply. "I highly doubt you can take her away from me either way. Whether you are an Asthavon, a god or anything that you are, it is our will to do what we want to do. You don't make that personal choice, and you never will. Let me tell you something: No matter how much you try, you will never be able to kill me with such predictable moves. I shall follow you since you have entertained me so much from this fight that i might laugh, under conditions that i do not want to enter your body, and i will null any commands you give me unless my daughter says so. If you want to control me, wait in a million years until you have the right to do so, because your power as a ruler consumes you too much, and makes you an open book to all. I can assure you that ma'am, that you wouldn't really want to see the truth of being serious between Hiriko and myself, since we can get a little bit.. aboard with what we do as father and daughter. Otherwise, if you still want to kill me, what about you, yourself, who lectured me with those words, think about my daughter's so-called 'best interest', since if i die, you can never replace something that is apart of her blood and soul, because you're just some stranger who wants to take her in and as a place of a mother. Until we meet again, you better be ready."
Chuckling in his answer, he never really spoke in a serious manner in the first place, to only speak it the way he liked it to be, he took no time before he was enveloped by the darkness, Kagetane would soon dissapear from the scene, tuning down his presence and energy level so much that he would be considered non-existent again. Things really do get interesting, but his part as a father is done. He would help out Hiriko in such cases, but seeing how much of a power she wants to prove and the need to claim Hiriko from his hands, he'll see what they can do in such a condition of hers, so damaged that scars would be possible, and of course, them as ladies, he doubted they would want her to be left with a scar on such a body. He'll spectate, and once they left Hell, he'll leave on his own way.