Somewhere Beyond the Sun

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The Queen was still in a deep slumber as her body seemed rather intent on catching up with some much-needed R&R. Afta' all, the girl has a big appetite and it takes a bit of time for it to fully process such large sums of chaos. Hell, it may even take her YEARS to properly ingest all of the madness which occurred in 2416. So, to that end, it was almost as if the psyche and mind of Ol' Queenie was barely even there. It was in another world, a world of dreams bliss n' total rest.

Yet, despite her body's deepest desires, the many spirits of this world were still insistent on clinging to her like a moth to a fire. This was very much the case when Arianda had decided to attach herself to the waist and back of The Asthavon. This one -- was quite attached and almost needy. As the days, weeks and months rolled on by in a blur; The Queen was becoming observant of her deep rooted cravings for her sweet manic blood. Then again -- who could blame her? There weren't many demons whose tender n' tangy flesh could induce total feelings of bliss. Mana was the grade-a drug and Ariadna was her hopeless addict to this drug.

So, to this end, Mana wasn't quite sure where her feelings went one way or the other. They could be sentimental, they could be loathsome and irritable. They could be sweet, they could be distasteful. They could be whimsical, or they could have an honest intent. The mind of The Asthavon was one that was always turbulent. fluctuating and changing. Which is why, in the end, no one in this world could truly get a fixation on what her heart and body truly yearn for. Thus, 'lil red riding hood over there would have to be content with a mere pat on the head as she tried to coo n' console her master.

"Ya should step aside, s'ug. Unless ya' wanna get a nice beach tan 'fer me, you can take ya' love n' affection over there before ya' get a sunburned."

While most of the words were muddled, static filled and otherwise hard to hear; the Seal of Eris still ensured that most of the feelings of warmth and security which flowed through Arianda's heart came through as clear and crystal as possible. So, to that end, there was nothing within the soul of The Angel of Conflict that The Asthavon wasn't aware of. There was total and complete understanding amidst a sea of total chaos and instability when it came to their relationship.

Hence, one could almost feel a sense of motherly guidance as an emerald tendril seemed to shoot straight out of her back. It extended for a length of a few hundred meters, wrapped itself around Arianda and sought to deliver her to a safer distance so she wouldn't get caught up in the scale of this battle. 'Lil Red Riding hood would then be synced together with the particles of Mana's energy and be able to observe the battle from a nearby palace because this was going to get ugly pretty quick.

"Mmmmmmmmmm., if that's the case then.......ya' must just really hate my pale skin to want to go this far to give me that crisp brown look 'da girls are afta' these days."

Despite the magnitude of the attack heading her way, Ol' Mana still couldn't help but play games and make wise cracks. As it wouldn't be the first time someone threw a sun or moon at her in the hopes of causing some good ol' fashioned damage. So, to that end, she could sheepishly scratch her head, stretch and begin to have a small amount of emerald energy begin to ooze out of her body as she prepared for battle.

[HERE IS AN ILLSUTARTION OF HOW MANA'S TENDRILS LOOK LIKE! JUST IMAGINE THEM DEVOURED IN BLACK ENERGY]

"My strength, my strength, my strennnngthhhhhh~ Is 'dat what ya' really wanna see, huh? It might be pointless to take it, dodge it or anythin' like 'dat. .....how about this?"

With a snap of the finger, the whole air around them seemed to be filled and writhe with electric sensation. It was if the heat within a stove had been ignited n' the feeling of a most unsettling power slithered into the area like the mugginess on an unforgiving summer afternoon. Then, with a screech, a dozen Kraken like tendrils emerged from the backside of The Asthavon and extended for two hundred meters in length. These ghoulish appendages roared with a might that shook the foundations of two to three nearby cities as the skies became alit with thunder and lightning.

Now: what was the game plan for this sudden morph? Easy: absorption. If Ghislain were paying any attention, he would notice that these creatures were entirely devoured within a black energy. This was because Mana intended to apply a bit of her demonic charm n' magic to 'em in order to have them act as conversion objects. As, essentially, the multiple Kraken released were going to begin devouring the sun fallin' down on lil' ol' Mana and absorb the heat within it. Since black objects absorb all wavelengths and light, it's only natural that this metaphysical assault would apply this construct and consume the sun whole.

This did not mean, however, that she could wholly absorb the energy from the sun. After all, it's energy was forged from a Quincy.And even a fool knows that both Quincy n' Demon energy don't mix. No, no, no. If she did that, The Queen might get sicker than what she already is. So, instead, the only thing that would pass through to her body is an ungodly heat which overflowed her every being. It made her eyes radiate with a dazzling gem green glow, while her body seemed to produce a potent heat that made her seem like a star in the heavens.

"'S'pose 'dis is what ya' came to see, huh s'ug? Well, feel free to eat up~"

With a wave of her hand, The Demon Queen would then waste no time unleashing multiple particles of light around The Quincy. They would twinkle, gleam n' shine like the most wonderful and expensive bundle of diamonds a woman could buy for herself. Then, with a flash, they'd erupt and let out a hellish flare which would not harm a single hair on his head. No. Instead, this was an injection of her maddening energy into The Quincy's body. It was designed to decay his will against her, to infuse high amounts of depravity into his psyche and to begin altering him at his very core for her own amusement.

Indeed, this was an attack on his character and to see if her lunatic-filled embodiment could cause an effect on the male. As he would begin to feel his mind swaying, his heart going into turbulence and being more susceptible to the instabilities of his own body. As this was Eris: The Goddess of Chaos and Mayhem. To not endure these currents of tribulation in some form or another would simply be blasphemy. So, for now, it would simply feel as if his entire body was on fire, his nerves were shot and the male may feel as if his own ego were killing him and he'd drop to the ground with a thud as her emerald aura would seek to bond and circle around his body.

For, just as those Kraken devoured his sun, as to would her energy seek to devour his sane mind and bod from the inside out.

He watched closely as those tendrils of black energy began to devour his power. A thought began to cross his mind now as something began to snap inside. What if he ate the energy here, devoured it to an extent to do something. As those light orbs formed around him he decided to do something reckless. "Well guess this is going to give me one heck of..a..." He didn't notice it till it was too late, he his mind something was coming out chained up. He snickered a bit as he exhaled a breath. Something filled the air as gravity began to get heavy around them all. The Hound was loose and it was hungry for one thing. "Hallo" The accent was extremely thick german as he spoke beginning to absorb that demonic energy. It was like standing in the sun as he tasted that sweet madness again. How long had it been since he'd killed those little bitty Shinigami worms? Centuries, decades maybe. Ah, what a fun turn of events to come out here into this place. The flicked his wrist sending a shove of Gravity outwards sending everything around him backward.

He chuckled a bit as his eyes of blue had turned a crimson color as he stopped absorbing the energy for now "That's a potent sauce you got their hell of a wake up." It seemed like it was time as he pointed his finger at Mana's skull. Compressing the Gravity into an extremely volatile amount he fired it out at her. The bullet shot extremely fast across the field practically invisible among the chaos. "So the sun was no good, this is your power..Those ants don't have a prayer." The hound summed the situation up rather quickly, being drawn to the surface for blood. His look changed straight as he seemed to ponder things a moment. Within the inner mind of Ghislain, things seemed to pause as he and the Hound spoke. "It's no good, beating her alone won't work Hound." The red-eyed form of Ghislain seemed to pause for a moment as it thought and read the situation.


"Agreed, she is too much to fight with savage and bloodlust like the Shinigami. We can't hide from her and your sanity should be fine...Let's unite and see how far we can push her..Ghi." Ghislain's frame remained still it seemed even his alternate personality had changed over the years. They both were older and calmer now, he inhaled and merely nodded. In the real world, his cerulean eyes returned as he stared at the bullet. The tendrils were indeed a problem and so what the girl. His demeanor was cool and collected as he looked over the situation. The pacifist had died finally and awoken the true heart of Ghislain. The two sides of one who hated conflict and one who loved it had finally come to terms. Did he brag about her fixing him and messing up? His mind was whole to an extent, finding answers and conclusions were hard. Was the Hound serious about this union between the two sides? It was going to be a hell of a lot harder to see actions over words.

King would be the end goal here so the strategy would need to begin. Ghislain's plan to truly draw out everything could of the Queen of Shadowfall. He didn't care for a child being in the area. But he knew that she wasn't a normal kid given her way. She could eat Quincy energy just like he could hers. But he suspected she could sustain longer. Time was a needed factor in this to figure out the make of this energy. It was crazy and almost poison but he did understand it. With Hound in him, he could comprehend what he was seeing. It was a simple thing to mix it with Quincy energy and hit her with it then. But it would have to be big to do damage. It was an all or enough gamble at this point. His frame blurred for seconds as he created decoys. Two tactics came to mind and both were widespread destruction. So a Sun was no good that leads a combination move into another. Twenty versions of him appeared and all began drawing weapons and charging her. They would fight with him against her for the moment.

Putting his hands together gravity began to get sucked into the orb in the middle as Dark Matter and other energy began pouring in. He was going to direct the demonic energy into this orb and then came the next step. Pouring a little Quincy-based Reishi in for good measure. He was combining a Gravity Bomb with Dark Matter Bomb. These two weren't normally something he'd try, but this strategy was a gamble. Watching the clones carefully as he focused was hard. He could tell when one of the twenty fell and couldn't really replace them. "Well, the best I can do then..is show you my best card...your Majesty!" He was alright with this outcome whatever came of it. He would have gotten a glimpse at her power. It was enormous and perhaps the largest he'd ever seen. Yhwach and Hulderic did not compare to her in the slightest. His clones moved and used tactical steps while fighting her tentacles. Time was up the bomb was read he threw his arms back letting go. Using his speed he propelled himself backwards as he shoved the bomb at her. Sending it in with a push of gravity it would arrive at her face then release. The bomb was extremely powerful, but it was a diversion. As the explosion release Ghislain consumed a bit more demonic energy from the area around him and prepared for the final trump card. His last move as he released the gravity and dark matter explosion. The compressed Dark Matter would slam into her in shards and many other things. He knew the score as he used his impressive speed to get behind Mana, grabbing the girl if he was able or getting close as possible to her. "King, there is at least one thing a Quincy always tries to keep...HIS PRIDE!!!" The explosion that came from Ghislain's body and shot out was over 23 megatons of force. Ghislain's full power was even stronger than normal. The release of the demonic energy mixed with the Quincy was a volatile cocktail.

Self-destructing himself practically he felt his grasp on Mana weaken if he'd even made it that far. As his skin cracked back to normal. His energy was drained as he'd tried an all or nothing tact too just wound her. His breathing was heavy as he knew he'd exhausted everything against her. But something was a bit more clear, the energy of Demons. He understood it a bit better so the battle wasn't for nothing. He'd also gotten over this self-absorbed nonsense of pacifistic nature. But was it enough to even amuse Mana, the strategy had perhaps failed? But he couldn't be sure, King would go off regardless of being close. The amount of destruction he released was hard to avoid. His chest rose and fell slowly as he tried to move but found that hard. It was a brief display a moment of destruction that he was sure she wouldn't even limp from. The Former Emperor's loss against her was a solid one that much he was sure of. She'd likely asborbed everything that was put out despite that mixture idea. His body felt like bombs had gone off inside it.

The question was could he overcome this blockade and grow used to the demonic energy? Could he perhaps like her become able to control it? Ghislain remained standing out of pride alone, his pride would not let him fall here yet. He wouldn't kneel or go down yet. He had to see this through to the end with Eyes wide open.