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 Defrosted [Fantasia, Demonica]

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Subject Post 11PostSubject: Re: Defrosted [Fantasia, Demonica]   Sun Apr 10, 2016 9:50 pm


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The clone's eyes widened as she looked up to see the demon now only inches away from her, in an instant, overpowering killing intent emanating off of her. Her purpose clear, Fantasia knew what she needed to do; the problem was that it had come so fast, and she wasn't prepared. She barely was able to bring her arm up before she was struck, and a life winked out of existence within the network that was Fantasia's mind. The clone that was supposed to catch her was instead splattered with blood and sent hurtling to the ground, the snow and rock exploding upwards as she impacted the hard surface. The mountain would shake with the force, generating small avalanches on all sides, but managing to hold together still. In her last moments, Fantasia had done all she could to minimize the damage caused to the terrain as a result of the Demon's attack, at the cost of life.

The remaining clones brought their weapons to bear, looking around at dozens of various angles to find their opponent, someone moving so fast the naked eye had a difficult time keeping track of them. They saw as a hurricane seemed to sweep around the mountain, pulling along with it the loose bits and parts uprooted by Demonica's reckless power, but if anything that was only the trail of where she has been, and not where she was. Where her opponent struck next, there was no predicting it, and thus her fist had slipped straight past Fantasia's guard and smashed directly into her face, sounding with several loud cracks of what was presumably bone being broken. That body would fall to the ground without a fight, but would alert the remaining doppelgangers instantly. As the storm of snow, stone, and wood came hurtling at them, a counterforce was emitted to blast it back off the summit, as all of the clones thrust their palms in its direction. An invisible force created by Kido, with no words needing to be spoken, was more than enough to push debris back.

Still, as they directed their attention in one direction, Demonica came from the other with a surprise attack. Ribbons of blood flew into the air before disappearing into the blizzard, while clones were cut down one by one. In a matter of moments, nearly all of Fantasia's clones would be sliced through and sent into the snow face down, with not even a single moment to retaliate... save one. The last clone would turn her head around just fast enough to see Demonica speeding towards her with an open palm. With an unexpected surge of speed, she reached out and caught her hand before it could cut her. There was a splash of blood, which dripped into the snow and colored it crimson, but it was enough. Fantasia had managed to stop the attack, and as she squeezed down and crumpled Demonica's hand inside of her grasp, she realized that her own hand hadn't been cut off.

Fantasia stood there staring the demon down with vicious eyes, holding her in place and not letting go. Her enemy's sharpness was still lacerating her flesh, causing more blood to fall from her palm, but it was not quite cutting through. Perhaps that was enough to make her realize what had happened, piecing together what this meant. And if she didn't she'd recieve a sword straight to the back—a sword that was able to pierce through a centimeter of Demonica's flesh, rather than just stop at the skin. That one sword was followed by another, and another, until there were dozens of swords now sticking out of her back and being pushed into her.

''Your cuts weren't deep enough... your recklessness, your bloodlust... blinded you. That's the different between you and us. You enjoy this... but, we hate this. That is why we aren't distracted, and why we will not fail to take advantage of your mistakes.'' The Fantasia in front of her gritted her teeth and was still squeezing ever tighter, trying to crush Demonica's hand despite the pain she was going through. And behind Demonica? The clones she had failed to cut down, in addition to ones that seemed to be fresh. This was the nature of Repercussions: if a strong enough attack struck Fantasia and was not enough to kill her, it would only create more clones based on the power of that attack. Thus, due to being cut down by near-fatal slashes from Demonica...

...A small army now stood in Demonica's wake. For every one she had failed to kill, four more had risen from the sheer severity of the damage, per. Fantasia was able to tell their exact number: 48, with half of them crowded in behind Demonica plunging their swords into her back, trying to make her give way under the extreme weight of the combined arms. It would be like a small moon pushing into her back. With all these clones now on the field, their power feedback fed into the rest of the clones, hence why the final target was able to stop Demonica's attack with her bare hand, and why her swords were able to dig through her defenses that had previously stopped them in their tracks. Their total power now—with each clone now 12 times stronger than their base—was 576 times that the original.

''Everyone... lend this one your combined power,'' the clone in front of Demonica said, as she used her other hand to brandish her sword. As she called out, the metal blade would begin to glow a molten white as if it had just been festering within a furnace. Then, with the other clones holding her in place with their own swords, she would pull back and then thrust the Paragon straight through the core of Demonica. The spirit of the clones would all come together to spearhead the tip of the weapon, and it would slide into her chest like it was destined to pierce it. The heat from the sword would be overwhelming, nearly impossible to bear, as it burned at the demon's very essence.

This... was the power of justice.



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Subject Post 12PostSubject: Re: Defrosted [Fantasia, Demonica]   Sun Apr 10, 2016 10:32 pm


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”..Is she going to pierce me..?.. Is.. she?..”

As she felt it the last thing she expected, a small trickle of her blood running down her body then it happened the amount of energy flowing through her veins, the feeling of never being harmed never being injured. It all fell away as the feelings that she had carefully locked away, of betrayal. Of hatred of being called a monster all of them seemed to rumble and boil to the surface the locks put in place to put a cage around her psyche having fallen away and released her from her previous inhibitions. This would be noticed in one clear way, the blade that originally seemed to be able to pierce her body? That insane blade as they piled up they would find something .. actually startling going on, which was that now the individual wouldn’t even be able to pierce through that layer of offense. It wasn’t that she wasn’t strong however that wasn’t the reason as right now? She was immensley powerful, the problem was the dam holding everything back within demonica had finally broken and everything was rising to the surface. The first notice of that would have been as the blades momentarily stopped by this immense and momentary increase in force took place? She simply vanished her body sparking against the blades before the blood seemed to sizzle on her body and she had landed, her energy was explosively expanding about her, before she had vanished with a sudden burst of speed.

Now? As she had appeared behind all of those clones her energy had spiked as she hadn’t been done with them, instead? Her energy increased to the point of oblivion, the ground shattered below as the heat began to rise, the sword that had been aimed for her missing entirely because of the fact she hadn’t even been there vanishing in a momentary moment. And now? Now she had released into her black-king state the energy which was coating her body exploding out into the world around her before finally she had vanished forward nuclear energy now coating her arms in the form of blades blades of nuclear energy that would rapidly explode outwards even as the range of her blades seemed to increase exponentially, a maelstrom of blades ripping through the nearby radius in 50 feet shattering the ground and the air around her while what she did then? Was quite simple as she picked up speed again zipping through the clones her blades, which now expanded past her arms would leave a trail of nuclear energy, energy that would wrap around the clones forming a dome as she got out of dodge, her body streaking down the mountain at such a rate that the ground itself shattered under the demon barriers she set in place.

After she got out of dodge the energy seemed to destabilize, growing brighter and brighter until finally? It detonated, a rough amount of energy which was equivalent to that of a minature nuke going off in the center of the mountain, breaking everything apart shattering the rocks while she wasn’t done in the slightest however, as she vanished she had appeared several thousand feet in the air at this point, a star of malevolent energy that continued to grow even more as she formed ten freefloating blades around her body each one maintaining a massive amount of energy and these blades would form an orb around her to deter attack while she studied the landscape around her, the only other problem being via reishi drain, with the amount of spiritual energy being so much she would still thanks to her demon abilities be able to siphon off that energy , drawing massive amounts from the plants and anything that was within the several mile radius of the mountains peak, all of it spiraling down further and further into her gullet after which she just swallowed.

Devouring that energy would cause her to gain another massive boost in energy to keep up with the amount of energy that fantasia was rising to now, because at this point her energy would skyrocket a corona of blackened power rolling off her into the heavens themselves, She didn’t know what to expect or how to end this, but she knew that injuring them wasn’t working, whenever she attacked them they gained damage, and then they split off, meaning she would have to destroy them entirely if it was to work, because even if she had to keep fighting here all day it would take all day, and neither one was making any headway, but still. . . Fantasia had managed to injure her which was more then she had been able to do in their previous fight, as such the kiddie gloves had come off and she was fighting in her released state, Now she was waiting to see what fantasia would do as she let out a huff.

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Subject Post 13PostSubject: Re: Defrosted [Fantasia, Demonica]   Sun Apr 17, 2016 9:46 pm


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''Kh... Damnit...''

Fantasia's voice cried out in the emptiness of the still air. The blizzard had vanished, the sky had cleared. Fantasia's body looked upwards toward the open blue expanse, as her body lay unmoving upon the lifeless rock and dirt. There were clouds of dust and smoke floating throughout the air, and the act of breathing was both difficult and painful. The clone would move from this spot, but she couldn't feel her body from the neck down... something had happened to her to sever her connection to the rest of her her limbs, and all she could do is lie down and stare at the sky.

Other clones began to crawl back to their feet, climbing out from under piles of debris. A terrible realization hung on their mind, that several of them had been killed in the absurd explosion that had occurred. Of course, for each one that had survived, more new clones had risen to take their place, but the feeling of loss was not one taken lightly by Fantasia. The nature of her clones meant that they were just like any other person individually, and when they were killed, their bodies would remain behind in the form of a corpse—true flesh and blood.

What had happened? What was this power? This power that had desecrated all life as far as her senses could reach? Fantasia witnessed as the demon had stolen the essence of all living things near her—the plants would wither and wilt, the soil would become dry as dust, and the animals would fall dead on the spot. Then, with their force of life, she would unleash an energy that had blown all of them away like ants in a storm. Fantasia could hardly tell where she had landed, but one glance would be all it took to realize that the upper half of this mountain existed no longer. It was completely... gone.

The girl clenched her hands into fists, driving her nails into her skin so hard that she drew her own blood. Her teeth ground against each other and she could only look at the scene of destruction with utter rage. This was Fantasia's inner turmoil: She had always believed all demons, all hollows, and all Arrancar were the same. She saw them as only horrible monsters, beings who killed and destroyed and were nothing but pure evil. All the same. All the same. Others had tried to convince her otherwise, but how could she come to any other conclusion when she witnessed scenarios like this each and every time.

Those races... nothing but scum... needed to be erased, destroyed, purged. The power of the fury that held Fantasia prison was strong enough to bring tears to her eyes. An anger, missed with sadness at the scene before them. This wave of emotion swept across the mountain and through each and every medium of Fantasia Nevermore. The small army would raise their heads to the sky and let out a wail of pain and lamentation. For a moment... the fight was forgotten, and no attempts at hostility were made. Fantasia could only cry out to the heavens in a painfully beautiful chorus, mourning for the losses that had occurred here this tragic day. She grieved for those without the voice to grieve themselves.


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Subject Post 14PostSubject: Re: Defrosted [Fantasia, Demonica]   Sat May 07, 2016 10:17 pm


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“KehKehkek!”

”Oh god.. Why did i ever try to hold this back!”

Demonica’s mind echoed with demented trembling eurphoria, as her mental state had utterly broke, with her black-king state having awakened once more so did the insatiable demon that had been known as a insane little bastard child, a killer without no bounds. Her wild eyes gleaming as she thought, ”..If the world wants a monster! I WILL GIVE THEM A FUCKING MONSTER!” The waves of radiating energy that pulsed from her skin, the way she momentarily didn’t even fight. She was to busy staring at the horizon, the light that encompassed everything and thinking. Yeah this would do nicely. She thought about how life was just so fucked up, how sometimes things broke and they couldn’t be fixed. She wondered breifly was it that her own soul was just always so demented, if she was simply reborn this way. Or was it that she was nurtured to become this detestable beast that roared recklessly at the world. The beast that killed, that made blood run like rivers, made the very landscape into putty the be molded at her whim and fickle whimsy.

A flick of a wrist broke lives, a sweep of an arm destroyed buildings. So was fantasia right about her? Was she really a monster, an abomination, was she truly scum? That thought made the hysteria that had been held in check for so long boil over. Oh it made her begin to laugh uncontrollably as she looked down through her hands that had covered her eyes for the moment. The mountain, the mountain was gone, she had done this. She had blown up the entire top of a mountain. Erased it from existence, maybe she was truly some kind of monster afterall. Yet why was it, that even with this realization she only felt her own amusement increase, why did she feel such a release now that she saw everything in vivid color once more. Was it because the shackles had been removed for her? Was it because she felt free once more. Or was it because this fight, was simply a breath of fresh air for the demoness? She couldn’t decide however she just didn’t care.

”Crying!? You cry over something you brought upon yourself? Thats Sooooooooo CUUUUUUTE!”

Demonica’s voice echoed as she floated there in the sky looking at the broken mountain, her eyes gleaming ,her smile spreading from ear to ear. Her petite body radiating with so much power that it overflowed and heated up the very air around her. Her fingers splayed as she looked down at the females, all of those clones that she could see, and all the clones that had died. Her hands radiating with the vibrance of her nuclear energy as it continued to bubble around her fingers, compressing even further until the air seemed to explode outwards. A gale blasting down the sides of the ruined mountain before she cocked her head to the side slightly. She wondered for a moment if maybe she applied even more pressure. Maybe she would get even more bodies to kill?? It seemed that the more damage she did, the more power fantasia got, and that? Well that made her snort ever so slightly before she decided she was.. Well going to try something.

First she overlayed a base of demon-energy into the shape of a claymore, similar to the one that fantasia had worn the first time they had met. Next, she had applied the nuclear energy onto the mold, and focused her ability to create ten blades and overlayed them in the mold as the very air shimmered with energy to the point that the mountain below would be assaulted by a blinding light, almost as if a miniature star had descended. Instead however she had formed a lone sword in her right hand, her own hand even with her nuclear resistance scalding slightly from the sheer intensity of the nameless sword she had created with such an immense amount of power. A sword that looked more like a shard of sunlight, glowing luminous in the sky, and yet there would be so much power from that blade that it literally would after a second cause the demonesses arm to have parts of her skin burned off completely, and yet even as blood flowed she grinned wickedly leveling the strange sword at fantasia, her words echoing out completely.

”..So from what i see the more i harm you the more you grow in strength. So what if the weapon that hurts you is hot enough that it vaporizes the body before you can even have a chance at creating those clones of yours? What if it is a weapon of such absurd devastation that you cannot counter it? This is my answer to you. And i have another answer to you that i’ve thought about.

With her insanity glowing, with a sense of certainness she felt it, the pain of her skin as it boiled until she focused her demon barrier around her arm to offset the damage from the sword she had created. A sword that until now she would never have thought there was a need to create. A weapon that crystallized and focused her being down to its very essence into a single form. Heightening it to the very limits. With this her own eyes seemed to peer down at fantasia with her eyes glowing with amusement as she said.

”..I am a monster, i’ve killed more people then i will have years of my life. I have the power to erase entire cities with a careless whim of mine. I love fighting and i love killing more than i love my own life. I am despicable to the eyes of those who would rather solve stuff through stupid pacifistic ideals and small dreams. Now that being said? I thoroughly enjoy being this “monster” like being that you speak of. I don’t have to care about others, i don’t have to hold back in the sake of “pride or chivalry”. I do not have to justify my actions, nor do i have to constrain myself. I am free, free to be my own person, just like you live with your convictions, i live with my absurdities and own sins. I’m sure that you understand when i say, thank you. Without you i wouldn’t have been able to snap out of my own self woes, in respect to that i’ve decided to push myself even further, this sword in my hand is the answer to that. However i will warn you. “

With that she grinned as a flare sputtered from the blade causing a jet like expansion of nuclear energy to slam into the mountain itself, causing a huge crash and another devastating explosion, before the quivering blade had been forced back into it’s normal blade-like shape, her barrier still holding firm as she clenched her hand further on the weapon she was working on conforming to her own will, rather than letting it run rampant.

”..This. . well this weapon of mine, it’s quite unstable really. Even i don’t know if it will either break apart, or end up erasing this entire mountain with us still trapped inside it. However that’s what makes it fun right? I mean, fighting is just a series of coincidences that lead to someone being the victor and someone being the loser, that being said i have a question for you.

She now looked down and cocked her head to the side.

”..Do you understand what you want for yourself, rather than the ideal you share with your other “selves?”. Or are you just a being that is part of a collective whole, that doesn’t understand the meaning of individual aspiration anymore?”

She finished with a huff and arched a brow. Leveling the sword to point down at fantasia.

”Well?”

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