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Heavenly sun. It felt so nice. There was nothing but breezes and cool air to be felt within the open air of Southern Mexico. So who wouldn't let their nerves relax and open up in the sight of such a lovely atmosphere? Adam wasted no time hopping off the shoulders of Tsubasa and letting himself stretch to indulge in the stench of serenity, balmy breezes and the blessings of the radiant sunlight warming his skin, body and mind with nothing but positive thoughts for what was going to happen to himself, his vision and the future of his golden-haired associate.
But, before their grand plans could be realized, Adam needed to affirm a few things from the values of Tsubasa. So, he turned on his heels, tapped his knife and then licked the tip of the blade with quite the excited look behind his now rose pink filled eyes.
"Tell me: what are the strongest traits you'd say stand out in your powers and the qualities of your soul?"
An electric feeling was tingling within his body as he indulged in the cold steel against his tender his tongue. And, on that rhyme of feeling and thought, something shocked the senses of Adam. His brain clicked, and he assumed that Tsubasa must be some kind of electric whiz if his memory served him right.
So, he'd follow up on his words and bounce up on his toes:
"As, if my intel is right, you have some type of electric or plasma related power, right?"
Then, his eyes would squint and coy smile eased across his lips.
"And your family is based around war, correct? I need to more about those origins if I'm able to piece together and string an ideal reality."
This much -- was true. Adam could pull together many strings like a puppet master, but that didn't mean he could pull dreams out of his ass. He needed something rooted in reality to work with and the reason why they came to Palenque, Mexico was rooted in that. However, depending on the answers he received from Tsubasa, Adam figured they might have to visit a different temple if what he was planning was going to work.
So, his eyes peered down further on Tsubasa and he nudged his head towards him to get on with answering the question.
All Adam could hear was the buzzing sound of electricity as he identified a key component for his powers to base their reality around. Judging from the values emitting from the body of Tsubasa, it was clear that this temple that they were at now were going to be of no use to them. Instead, after hearing how focused his affinity for lightning was, it was best to visit the Temple of the Foliated Cross.
Now, while Adam's memory may be hazy on the subject of Mayan history, he assumed that there was a high amount of mythological energy to siphon and infuse into his Code Cutter. While taking a glance at his blade, he believed that he could tap into that sacred energy if he were able to piece together, connect and infuse the strings of Tsubasa's inner reality to that of the external world around him. Then, with himself being the medium, Adam figured he could bestow the blessings of Unen K’awiil upon him. As, according to Mayan legend, Temple of the Foliated Cross honored this deity of lightning and Adam intended to use himself as a bridge to invoke this legendary power into reality with the right sacrifice.
However, he wouldn't unveil that fact just yet. He needed to be in a place where he could vocally announce his incantations to himself, his blade, Tsubasa and the gods that be. Otherwise, this ritual may not work as intended and could more than likely harm or kill them both. And, while Adam may make suicidal risk, he isn't one to take them just for the hell of it. It all has a purpose in his mind, and he wasn't intending on killing himself or others needlessly.
For now, even as Tsubasa zipped and dashed all over the place, Adam was analyzing every movement and encoding into the reality to be. His brain was processing everything, encoding into his blade and emitting a vibrant pink aura as his body overflowed with light, love and positivity towards their progressing future. So, to push things further along, Adam would point his now neon pink blade towards the southeast.
"This temple we are at now won't do you any good. So, just follow me. We are going to go 260 meters down the road and enter into the Temple of Foliated Cross. I believe it is there where my powers can work their magic."
Again, even as Tsubasa faded in and out of reality, none of that seemed to phase Adam one bit. His powers were already in motion and inscribing every bit of valuable data from the world around him. The particles of his chi were observing Tsubasa and they were equating his large potential for speed into this grand equation he was concocting.
"Also, I take it you are as fond of that sword as I am with my knife? Interesting to note."
If you haven't already guessed it, Tsubasa's sword was also taken into account. For now, they were all separate bubbles within the mind of Adam. The Mayan Gods, the temples divine energy, Tsubasa's affinity for electricity, speed, swordplay and the source that was Adam himself were all being merged and guided towards a focal point. With this burning vision in his head, Adam dashed through the heavens and left a streak of cherry pink light in his wake. All the while, it felt as if his chi were spreading everywhere and making a chain connection.
It all came to a close when the male seemed to crash down from the heavens like a meteorite, strike the earth with his blade and stab the ground with his knife. When this happened, a pulsation in reality spread throughout the temple and a pink glow drenched the skies above them; while a fresh white mist began to ooze into the lands around them. It was a sense of divinity, humanity, bliss, and potential which danced and swirled together in a harmony of progression. All that Adam was waiting on was for Tsubasa to then make his movement here so he could begin the process of unlocking the code of their training.
"Be a good playmate, play with me and bring your sword to the gods. I have a little deal to work out with me, you and them~ ❤"
Still as whimsical as ever, Adam seemed to just be enjoying himself for the time being. He was still savoring the moments before this all turned into a bloody disco dance of death. Dealing with a volatile power like this had many risks, dangers, and protocols which needed to be followed and extracted. So, Adam was making sure to adhere to them and he let out a placid sigh as he started to speak his plans into reality.
"Anyway, I'm planning on using my blessing of Tíqián Dou to reawaken your lost potential. I wouldn't normally be able to reawaken a big power like that, but it was something that once existed, and I ASSUME your body should be able to handle reawakening it. So, I work better with things that are already rooted in reality."
There was then a chipper tune that was heard whistling from the mouth of Adam. One that was rather unfitting for the shell of truth which he was going to drop down on him. After he finally figured out the best approach was to be up front, Adam gave a cheery smile and spat the words of absolute lethality into reality.
"And, if I'm wrong, that tender body of yours will make an excellent piece of bloodied art on the side of the road. They may even build a temple dedicated to you~! Wouldn't that be awesome?"
It was a morbid reality to digest, but Adam had no troubles mocking it as he always rolled the dice into the abyss of life and played with his mortality. The only question was: could Tsubasa do the same? He figured there was a high probability of pain, discomfort, struggle, and hardship in the future of his associate. However, given how "tough" his reputation is, he figured a strapping lad like him should be able to tolerate a bit of agony. After all, a mere fleshy human like Adam himself endured being stomped near half to death on more than one occasion; what's another episode of utter torture to someone with the power of a near demi-god?
"Really, your body is a vessel for pristine electricity ready to be touched by the sacred strings of divine power sealed within this oh-so-special place that these crazy Mayans worshiped. I can connect the strings of that divine power, sync it to your body and see if the gods will accept you as a proper medium to reawaken that lost power."
Then, without warning, Adam stuck his tongue out and used his free hand to point towards his knife that was stuck in the ground.
"Buuutttttt~! I'm gonna need you to lend me your power as a catalyst to invoke this altering of reality."
A pause was had, but then Adam carried on after he figured out what it was he wanted to say.
"I'm not certain how my own body will react to that power myself, but if I do something nasty with it, I'm certain SOMEONE from your family will dispose of me. So there isn't much for you to worry about even if I had the intentions of stealing your energy."
And, while wasting no time, a second blade appeared in that free hand of Adam. This one seemed entirely consumed within a black light and radiated nothing but emptiness. And why was that? Well, it was waiting to be fulfilled of course! So, with a nod of his head towards that direction, the vessel of humanity made his intentions more than clear.
"I'm not a charity. I have my own ambitions. So, I would like to take some of this energy for my own since I'm risking my own wellbeing to help you out."
Transparency was important to Adam. He really had nothing to hide here and was being upfront with his desires as he seemed a bit more stern, yet still playfully warm.
"I need to fuel some creations I plan on making for the Monsuta, but I need a person or being with a high volume of energy to make them into reality. If I do this, I will be storing away portions of your energy for that pursuit. Are you ok with these terms?"
With his blackened blade pointed at Tsubasa, Adam expected a response soon as he wasn't one to dabble around and waste time.
"Also, tell me: how much are you willing to sacrifice and give up for this power? Your life? Your sanity? Your loved ones? Just how badly do you desire it? This is an important factor for me to consider."
Life, sanity, vitality, and power. These were all of the core components needed in order to activate the protocols needed in order to make Adam's power come to life. With Tsubasa's consent, the stage set and his mind aware of the strings of reality to bend; there was nothing left to do but for chi of Adam and Eve to come to life. Therefore, the entire earth seemed to crack, shake and buckle under the pressure of this foul essence brewing forth to the surface.
While the heavens were once filled with a rich pink glow, shades of crimson and black began to intermix within this assortment of placid colors. All the while, shades of oil consumed the sum total of Adam's right body. The only thing which could be seen from him was the blood red light from his eyes and the burning crimson smile of his left lip. As, in his right hand, the male held the vessel would contain this most foul power of Eris and Tsubasa for his own usage later. While, in his left, the blade of Code Cutter was being used as a medium to otherwise direct and control this mass power flooding into his veins.
In fact, Adam was almost sure his soul might break in two. Yet, instead of having a frantic expression of despair or terror, the smile on his face couldn't be any brighter. His entire essence felt as if it were beginning to become smothered by bearing the weight of Tsubasa's ungodly energy, but it was this test of endurance that made him all the more gleeful. It mattered not he felt his bones cracking, organs under strain and vision blurring in and out; he knew that if he remained resolved that his grand ambitions would translate themselves into reality.
Therefore, as he laid his trust into the metaphysical laws of this world, Adam let out a wicked laugh into the world as he felt a surge of blood spew forth from his mouth and drip into the earth. Again, this was the symbolic strings of connection which otherwise reflected the bond that both him and Tsubasa had through their blood oath. As this blood from Adam's body would begin to mend itself into the earth and form a bloody sigil around both his feet and Tsubasa's. In this way, both of their fates were sealed and he'd soon begin to fall similar amounts of pain, injury, and damage as Adam did being that they were conjoined for this time being.
Henceforth, he'd be able to feel the ample amounts of spite, sadness, disgust and grand desire keeping the boy's essence held in two. Many others would have long since been decreased trying to so much as stand in place bearing the weight of this Unabara's power, but the boy had figured out how to convert will into a tangible force. However, this wasn't the type of will that was done out of earnest to stay alive to save others, to overcome obstacles or to outright bumfuck everything and everyone in existence. Instead, what was focused in right now had been the boy's spite.
Would he face his death here in this sunny ruins? Hell no. There was far too much to do for him to meet his death doing a simple exchange. It is why ample amount of malice running in Adam's spirit tainted the world around him as the grass turned to ash, the color of space around him turned to black and white the only source of color which could be noted within a one hundred meter radius was Adam's crimson red stare and cheery smile. He scorned these supernatural beings, the mechanics of this world, the stagnation of his people and the gull which the gods themselves had to believe that he'd so easily shatter in two. As, if one were to peer into his soul, they'd find numerous cracks emerging on it; but never once did the notion of breaking occur and that strong visual ready reflected itself in his Chi as he tried to tame the wild energy of The Unabara long enough to make his wildest wishes of altering reality come true.
So, while he had become paralyzed with pain and injury, he still could think and produce energy from his body. And, if he was still conscious, that meant he still could act. Which ultimately meant that his ambitions were not dead in the water just yet. While consumed by nothing but spiteful energy, the male used himself as a vessel to otherwise force the heavens themselves to hear his repugnant scream. In that moment of outright power and will, all around them would black strings begin to materialize. They'd come from the sides of Tsubasa and Adam, above them and extended all the way into the skies. In this time of action what he was doing had been connecting himself, The Unabara and the Mayan gods as one. With this connection made, Adam could outright alter the strings of this reality for himself by appeasing the Mayan god with a sacrifice of Tsubasa's sanity, Adam's blood and only half of Eris's blood.
"DOES THIS NOT APPEASE YOU, BASTARDS!?!?!? A MORTAL FORCING HIMSELF INTO THE REALM OF GODS!?"
The scream which Adam made was a mixture between blood-curdling pain, manic laughter and outright venom as there were seeds of great contempt heard within his voice. He loathed the way this world was and this barrier in strength made him reflect on the world he grew up into. One where he was forced to take refuge in the underground of the world, to be dominated by those greater than himself and to have to mold himself into the incorrigible mess that he oh-so-loved today. Just this simple action was enough to make him become fill with delight, malice and exhaust all in one good.
Alas, though, the gods seemed to respond almost as on cue to spite Adam. Since, in the blink of an eye, two volts of golden lightning struck down from the heavens. One would go to Adam, while the other to Tsubasa. When they roared down from the skies above, a hellish thunder tore apart the land around them and seemed to destroy most things within the air above them. As clouds themselves seemed to be torn to nothing and nothing but the abyss of pure power swelled within this region.
So, this ultimately meant that both of them would face critical injuries. In fact, Adam was knocked out cold as his body was dripping with blood, covered in wounds, clothes tattered and his hair was down straight to his waist as it seemed his pig-tails were destroyed in the process of god smiting him. Ergo, it can be assumed Tsubasa faced similar injuries. However, unlike him, the Mayan god of Unen K’awiil would see Tsubasa as a suitable vessel for his blessing to be passed down upon. Hence, a seal would have been created in this instance.
This seal which was infused within Tsubasa's body was one that could otherwise reactivate the dormant power within himself that had been long since disabled by the influence of Eris on his body. It would NOT come back instantly, however, as he would have to prove himself worthy enough to wield such a grand electric power. And this must be done by war, fighting a suitable foe and going thorugh the mental training to accept this electric power into himself. Piece by piece, the puzzle of his strength would come back as Adam had at least unlocked the needed code to allow himself access to that grand power in his bankai release.
And both of them would be aware of this by the time that Adam came back to. As the boy would be out for the next day or two, but Tsubasa would most certainly feel a change within himself from the influence of Adam. The question was: how would his mind, body and spirit change from this divine influence? That was going to be an interesting thing for the boy to witness once he came back to as this training was far from over!
A burning sensation was the only thing was lit within the body and mind of Adam as he started to come to. Everything around him was filled with fire as he felt his thoughts filled with spite, his heart overflowing with rage and his body scorched and baked over in total pain. Yet, all he could still think to do was laugh after he finally came to. He had not an idea of where he was, no idea how much time had passed or if his body was even in any condition to attack, defend or move; but he still could laugh at the absurdity of it all.
Even as the taste rancid acid filled his mouth, the boy started to accept this reality as it seemed that everything, good or bad, was an acceptable outcome. Every choice that he made led him closer and closer towards the radical dream that danced around in his head like a never ending song which granted him no peace. All he wanted even in this state of broken consciousness and body was for everything to go back to the way it was, but better than before. This existence and flow of reality was not how the world should be and he had the wild belief that his life was the catalyst to somehow change it all.
So it's why there was a sense of relief felt throughout his essence when he felt that his body was mostly in one piece. As he used his left eye take a glance towards his left arm, the feeling of numbness flowed that limb and he knew he couldn't hold it anymore. He did not believe that it was unable to be used ever again, but certainly was out of the question that he could use it for today. There was a hellish sensation of dizziness, nausea and it felt like he had the worse hangover known to man kind as he tried to pull himself back to his feet.
".....annnnnnnddddd, I stand again. How about that?"
The boy still couldn't laugh despite being in such a shitty state of being. He gained a lot of knowledge to where the depths of his limits lay with this power. That was the grandest measurement of endurance that he had the pleasure to experiment with when it came to his own chi, willpower and power. So, it gave him a ceiling to work with and he knew he could only expand upon that further with the energy he aquired from Tsubasa. As, deep within his body contained the blade which held 0.5% of Eris's energy and roughly 2/4 of the energy used to otherwise spite the gods. While his body could never accept this for his own, that did not mean he could not produce wonderful tools from it.
For now, though, that delicious thought wasn't on his mind. Instead, the protocols which were used to unlock Tsubasa's sealed power were coming into his conciousness. So, Adam would drag himself over to where his golden comrade was, nudge him with his barefoot and see if he was still even alive so they could resume training.
"Rise and shine, Princess. We managed to not become works of modern art, so I assume the gods are content enough with you."