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Subject Post 11Subject: Re: With Thunderous Applause [Anarchy in India, Nozomi] Wed Sep 17, 2014 7:25 pm
[Note: Onikagahi now is called Esper.]
Artist: Celldweller - Song: So Long Sentiment
She was close to the core; the last few puzzle pieces that would complete the small puzzle that was Sou Yuuki, the Nightmare. Seemingly at first just a clueless kid who had had some wicked powers dropped on his head, but not in reality, oh no. Despite what he'd have you to believe, he was certainly not a stranger to power. This demonic form of his had certainly determined that that was a lie. And the way he used his powers were not so straightforward and simple. Earlier when he'd broken through Nozomi's defense with some rather deft kinetic manipulation, and as he commanded electromagnetic waves, and even now as his eyes shifted to become more focused and alert. The mere fact that this man still lived was a testament to his unexpected capabilities, and so it was time for the Quincy to take this into account. It was when her notion of him altered that she received clarity. With a new picture, the path became easier to traverse, and the shadows would be lifted. It would only be a matter of time before her eyes finally pieced it all together, and achieved absolute understanding of the person in front of them; he who tried to hide behind the pretense of an enigma. At the end of all of this, he would no longer claim such a right.
The element of earth launched first, like a bullet fired from a rifle, but with more force behind it than any man-made round could ever hope to possess. Still the attack was beaten back by mere air pressure, which was a very inefficient method by Nozomi's opinion, but well enough able to counter. The trade would be in Nozomi's favor, when she already had energy advantage to boot. Funnily enough, it appeared that even with as much pressure as Sou could manage, he could not hold in check all the force propelling that single stone. The woman watched keenly as he worked to redirect the energy around him and expel it behind him where he would cause further collateral damage on the royal site of India, clearly careless about the land he stamped upon... So came the second element, a barrage of hellfire. Sou was busy talking, trying to goad her or something along those lines. He would certainly not have enough time to finish his sentence considering the speed of the fireballs. This time he battered it away with a combination of kinetic and electromagnetic defenses, separating the fire's heat from its explosive force and dispensing of them. Again, a trade in Nozomi's favor as he had to use far more energy and effort than she did in order to launch those attacks. She even observed as the little oxygen in the area was wiped out just in case, even though she had given the attack no further heed. This was a kind of defense that required extensive knowledge and a wide range of abilities, in order to utterly wipe it out. This was him, trying to prove to her his strength, even if it cost him. He continued to think she was underestimating him, and so he wanted to prove that she was wrong.
She was not wrong. She didn't underestimate him, and in fact was closer than ever to realizing his true strength, and potential. She hadn't quite figured out every trick up his sleeve, which was why he had been able to catch her by surprise before, but she more or less had guessed what he could achieve. But, he took her contempt for him as continued underestimation. He thought that because she did not go full out on him that she thought too little of him. If that was the case, then the truth was that he saw too little in her, or saw too highly of himself. Nozomi would not grant him his desire to see her full power, because it was like appeasing a small child. It was not her goal to show off—her goal was to take this land, and he was but a nuisance. And for all his power, still he did not match up against her, and she would eventually defeat him with just her base form because he did not have the means to defeat her now. Nozomi had come to this realization, and every second that passed further secured this notion; it was just a matter of when Sou would realize it himself. She looked down on him because of his personality, his attitude, his actions, and his identity.
Nozomi's third attack struck true, smashing into the boy like a wrecking ball he couldn't see coming. The elements surrounding Nozomi fronted him and sent him wildly spiraling down to the ground, smashing the capital manor apart with his impact. It was an unfortunate casualty of the battle, but one that would be repaired, as with the rest of these lands. Regarding the minor zap of electricity that Sou had attempted when he had been smashed away—he was right about it being insignificant. For, the spark was so weak and half-assed that it had been utterly annihilated by any of the four layers of elements surrounding Nozomi in a whirlwind, as happenstance. It was presumptuous to think that it would have gotten through, for it would merely be wiped away by the mere presence of such powerful forces. Now, Nozomi's arms rose and her hands opened up to reclaim the excess embers that hadn't been extinguished by Sou's extensive technique—the ones lingering on the outside of his influence. They assimilated back into the ring of fire once more, ready to be reused. The lack of oxygen did not disturb their cycle, for sphere of wind supplied it. She floated in mid-air above the battlefield and looked down, seeing the wreckage of the lands caused by the two, albeit most of it was by the fault of her foe. He would finally pick himself up out of the pile of debris, staring straight at her as he arose. They matched each other's gazes in silence for a while, and he still presumed the liberty to take his time as he simply walked his way toward her. To make matters worse, he began to speak again, causing Nozomi to point her hand above her head in response to point out the clock, which was still ticking down like an omen.
There were things said that would infuriate a lesser being. There were things the boy uttered that displayed his complete and utter disrespect of the situation at hand. Nozomi's expression did not falter, nor was she taunted; in fact, more than anything, the woman seemed to be fully tranquil, as if she'd reached some satisfying realization... and she had. So when he stopped talking, she would begin, her voice amplified by some strange magic again to be carried to his ears even with the fire roaring around the battlefield. ''Mana Asthavon,'' she announced, clearly enunciating her name in a strong voice, but without tone or melody. She simply said it without inflection or emphasis. There was a pause, and then she continued speaking as if the name had never been uttered in the first place. Her next words seemed to not be related to the Demon Queen whatsoever. ''I find it pathetic that you accuse me of running my mouth when you have by far been talking excessively this entire time. Most of it has been some incarnation of you trying to stroke your ego or ridicule me otherwise. Some part of you has deluded yourself into believing this is some kind of contest. You don't seem to even realize it do you?''
The words hung in the air, as Sou seemed to finally notice the battle occurring within him. Esper seeped through his veins, and muscles, and bones like a silent venom, growing in strength the longer it took for him to discover its presence, but by then it was too late. At this point, the Esper had its fangs too far deep in him to be pulled out, but still he tried. He produced a strange element that had never been before seen by Nozomi, and yet she seemed to not be surprised by its appearance. He would ram it into the Esper, trying to smash the corruption away like a surgeon wielding a hammer. As expected, the Esper would simply devour the unique element as it made contact, and it would just disappear. His Imaginary Plasma could not be assimilated, and therefore it would just vanish into nothingness. However, now that there was no point in hiding it any longer, the Esper began to eat away at everything else as well. His blood, his flesh, his bones, his everything. The plasma would try to fight it, but it would merely be eaten away. His analogy on the battle between Esper and Imaginary Plasma was incorrect; they were not opposites. Nozomi's dark energy didn't have an opposite, for its existence was just as obscure as Imaginary Plasma itself; it was a force that consumed all to become greater, no matter its make or model. It was not any single type of energy, it was all energy. And, in order to become the antithesis of that, you had to become nothing
He desperately sought for a way to stop the Esper, throwing what he could at it. His skin would seem to glow red for a moment, but the light was snuffed out and replaced with a grim black again—it cracked, and where it cracked a molten orange shone through, like the surface of hardening magma. It was in his left arm that the Esper's final process began, causing his fingers to suddenly melt away into a gooey black tar substance, with oil-like sheen. He instantly lost feeling in them as they gradually deteriorated, and even with every sense he possessed he could not seem to see where his fingers were. There was no energy, no life, no blood, no flesh in those fingers anymore... just that liquid. This was dead matter: a substance which had mass and it had volume, but lacked anything else. It did not respond to any energy, could not manipulated nor transformed, and could not be used for anything. It was the utter waste that resulted from the complete catabolism of Esper. Not only did it remove the members of his hand from his body, but it disturbed the flow of energy in his body. As the work of Esper continued within his body, it would similarly render his energy formation nearly defunct. As he tried to overwhelm the Esper with a great bomb, it would disperse before it could even go off, because he couldn't maintain that much power at once any longer with the Esper's temperament. These effects even displayed on his True Awakening, as his wings began to melt as well, and were as frozen as the wings of a statuesque gargoyle. Pure pain enveloped him, for this was the cost of allowing Esper into one's body. He had been too reckless.
''Is that truly your goal?'' she continued, albeit the question was rhetorical. ''That's what you believe? Everyone is an obstacle to you so that one day you may defeat Mana Asthavon. No matter the consequences for your actions, or the lives that may be lost in the process. You're a fool. You probably don't even consider what this fight means, and how it will appear to the world. But the world isn't deaf, they will know the fight that's gone on here, as there are people who can see it from miles away, and eyes in the sky that can observe as well. And do you realize the story that will come out?'' Nozomi paused again, as if allowing him time to answer, before quickly sweeping that chance away from him again. ''...The leader of this country has gone missing and is presumed dead, and a demonic being has been witnessed destroying the capital city of India and its royal palace. I will go down as the hero who defeated him, perhaps even as a goddess. And as I take this country, I will be celebrated and not despised. And your legacy... you will be nothing but a monster throughout the world. Look at yourself. Look at the differences between ourselves. My goal is to create a utopia for the people of Earth, where a perfect society can thrive. Your goal... your grand ambition is to kill a woman.''
She watched him, the suffering being, as he still defied the Esper. Power welled up inside him, causing the air surrounding him to violently twist and turn. It was not as strong as he would have it, however, not even being able to put out the fires throughout the area around the Rashtrapati manor. So he didn't want to talk anymore, then fine. The way he was charging his energy in such a powerful singular move even with the Esper corrupting him within suggested that this was his final effort to take her out. She watched as hundreds of plasmatic missiles surged out from his body and honed in on her. Together they formed a screen of light with barely any room to maneuver through them, and had many properties about them meant to counteract methods of evading them or defending against them, but Nozomi cared not for them. She stood completely still as the light of the projectiles began to fade in mid-flight, dying down like a flame losing fuel. As they had been launched, they would leave Sou's body not without traces of Esper, which was enough for her to destroy the plasma with. The screen of light dissipated and left nothing between her and Sou once again. With his fury he unleashed a tremor of electricity through the ground and sent bolts of lightning upwards, back into the palm of his hand. If she had been in a lighter mood, she might have chuckled as she drew the similarities between him and Zeus as he wielded his spear of lightning.
But instead, she just looked at him with that same look of pity. She watched as he tried to launch the great spear at her, only to have his arm freeze up. Spikes of darkness spontaneously grew straight out of his arm, making it feel as if his arm had turned to stone. And just as with his wings, his right hand would begin to melt away into the essenceless dead matter. Consequently, his lightning would be released from his grasp and returned to the ground from whence it came. By now, his left arm would now have melted from the elbow down, while his wings were but dripping stubs. He was dying, slowly, but surely. But still, she saw him trying to pull more power from the depths of his body, trying to find an answer in the darkness but failing to do so. ''Stop.'' she called out with a voice that shook the desecrated lands. The four elements of fire, water, earth, and wind surrounding her would all explode outwards into the atmosphere, just before a great flash of light shone from her body. It came with a great booming thunder, rumbling so loudly that it vibrated deeply within Sou's chest. When the brightness finally died down, the clear sky was seen to be have been replaced by a thick layer of clouds again, and rain began to fall as appropriate. The fires were put out by the sudden downpour and both the blood and the dead matter began to be washed away from the shattered landscape. Nozomi was now not ten meters ahead of Sou, with the clock above her head that was ticking down from twenty seconds.
''You still think I am underestimating you, and you are trying so hard to show me your power. You stare reality in the face and try to call it a lie, and think with sheer stubbornness that you can defy it. You do all of this, and still wish for me to take you seriously... why would a goddess ever stoop down to satisfy the naive pleas of a child? I only pity you. You're but a dumb ox who was granted power by a misguided deity; a toddler with a gun. You know how to fire it, but you do so recklessly that you'd end lives on thoughtless whims. You don't deserve the power you possess.'' As Nozomi spoke that final word, Sou would feel something shatter within him and induce excruciating that would knock any normal out into unconsciousness. Not only that, but he would be numb from the neck down, no longer able to feel even his own spirit. Both of his arms were gone now, and a hole had began to open up from the center of his chest where his wings had been on his back. The clock had struck ten seconds now, and Nozomi continued to speak. ''Did you ever truly think you could defeat Mana? Did you think that even if you succeeded, that all of your sins would become undone? She took any chance of victory away from you a long time ago; she broke you, and now you are nothing but a cruel monster and a villain. Your final form reflects the demon within.''
Just before the clock was going to dip below one second, Nozomi would raise her hand upwards and enclose it into a fist. Her action caused the clock to stop, but it was so close that Sou could feel in his mind that the abyss was encroaching upon him—Esper was its name. Nozomi stepped forward until she was within arm's reach of the Nightmare, and spoke in a whisper to him. ''I'll give you one last chance. You can say anything you want, to try and convince me of your quest. Why should you be allowed to roam free?''
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Subject Post 12Subject: Re: With Thunderous Applause [Anarchy in India, Nozomi] Fri Sep 19, 2014 4:40 am
Artist: Iuchi Maiko - Song: Hajimete no Kanji - Word Count: 2051
Why..? Kneeling down to his own death, his body was slowly crumbling every second, his soul was almost dead, with no power and energy left to lift a finger, all he felt was darkness enveloping his sights and the gates of death opening just to await for his soul to be reaped upon from afterlife. His pair of black wings was soon to become a stone, freezing upon the world's existence when he was already idling with his knees bent, body hanging on the air with his back straight. Facing upwards to the sky, he never thought he would just die here, so soon wihout even lifting a finger against Mana. Yes, his questions just floods his mind that was half-lit, a foot off the grave, and the only question that floods out of his conciousness on this very second was questioning the reasons around him, just why won't he win..? Why can't he defeat her? Just why..?
His goal? Pathetic. From the day he was born, the day he knew he existed, all he strived for was power. Just like how the world had rejected his existence, in the past when he made every children suffer when they mocked him, his non-existent family, his past, everything of it and returned them the pain they so desired to get for themselves. Because of his abnormal strength, just about everyone called him a monster, a beast, someone who deserved to die and never to belong in this fucked up world, rejecting him over and over again because of his 'difference' with the rest, he never cared and returned to school, though the more he had exposed himself to the public, the worse it gets, when just about everyone and everything rejected him and his existence, never once accepted his difference from the average humans. Because of this damned strength, the world had hated him when he landed a scratch on their cheeks with this power, a curse, an ability that he always hated from the day he knew he had it because of how many bloodbaths he had caused.
It drove him insane, and at that point, he no longer cared the opinions around him, and went as far as abusing his strength all over the place, to let the world to simply hate him, let them reject him all they wanted, because to them, he was already a monster, and that, he would show them what power that really is the monster by itself, and that simply emptied his mind, with utmost every volume of his anger exploding from place to place, defeat or victory, he rampaged with all the anger and shown them who's boss, and blinded him once and for all for the so-called 'revenge' to the world. Soon after when he succumbed to the darkness, Sou always calls himself a 'villain', someone that should be hated, that when he dies, his name would be engraved as the scum of the world, that whether or not they hate him, as long as they remember him even for a short amount of time, the scum always lives through its name around the world, a human that should not exist, the power that should just dissapear, all the roots, was the rejection the world gave him.
His goal was to defeat Mana Asthavon, and that, had many reasons on itself, that if he had defeated her with his bare hands, the world may remember him as a 'hero' that he always wanted to be apart of, to play his role as a protagonist for at least once, but that was not enough. If he had ripped her out of existence, and if he gained an absolute power, a power that controls all rules, logic and reason, he could redeem himself by erasing her existence, that in this world, if he erased the 'evil' that came into existence, every darkness that resides in every corner of this world, then his sins would be cleansed, the innocent lives he has taken, bodies that stacked up one by one that ripped to pieces by his own hands, all of that, just from killing a Demon Queen, that will clear everything he had once done. Though, anything he sought for was never enough, that the thing that he truly once was acceptance, those who accepts his ability even he is just a monster who was crafted by the likes of darkness, a family, a friend to protect, these bloody hands to do things that he was never able to do. Protect..? Heh, so that was it, all of the fragments and puzzles pieced together in a portion of his mind, he knew what he wanted all along.
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Grinning despite in his own pathetic state, Sou couldn't help but to smile at his own stupidity that after years of bloodbath and soul-searching, it was laughable that his goal was merely simply to protect, so simple yet he was not able to know why he wanted to do so. It was only a portion of his puzzled mind solved, he knows that he couldn't die here in such a dramatic way wihout finishing what he had started. In the end, fighting Mana Asthavon was a must to him, to gain more power, and to be recognized by the world, whether as a hero or a villain, he would always remain the 'bad guy' in such a world, so black and white that it was much like Yin and Yang. STAND UP! His mind urged his crumbling body and soul, his willpower was a driving force to him, he couldn't just die yet, not now nor ever. Grinding his teeth roughly like a chainsaw, he could only leave a grin and reply her with the most ridiculous answer ever; "Tch. Really.. What was i doing? Quest, goal, whatever you want me to convince you of, but i have no story to tell. Whether or not if i lived and remained as the villain to the world, i don't care at all. Indeed that i am a monster, a villain and the scum of the earth consumed by the darkness, ah yeah, i know that i am just sugarcoating my words, but that ain't it, just because i don't deserve this power, just because that i am nothing more than a cruel villain, and just because i have no victory to begin with.. IT DOESN'T MEAN THAT I DON'T HAVE ANY POWER TO PROTECT!!!!"
Move. Submit. Consume. It was nothing more than a few brilliant seconds when there were hints of his 'actual' powers unleashing upon itself. Everything just happened in a split second, and to Nozomi, it seemed forever to let her take all the 'data' she needs, the divine powers, and the will that drives him foward to win. His body exploded with flames, indeed they are one, however, it was the white flames that engulfed him, 'purifying' him of any negative effects to his body, lost limbs replaced with something that himself couldn't even able to understand, an arm, a hand, glowing in such a bright light before his wings soon exploded as well, expanding into two pair of white wings, burning with an element, where it can be called a 'divine power', and can only be acknowledged as a 'Full Awakening', however, the only thing that the entire process only last with a couple of seconds in a final surge of power that exploded upwards, covering the entire India with a tremendous amount of pressure that forces the buildings to somehow collapse under the force of his own power, but to the civilians, illness, curses, negative effects that indulged into their body would be lifted and 'purified' by the 'power' he had unleashed. From thousands of miles away, an intensively bright light can be seen, shining a hundred times brighter than the sun itself that simply blocks all vision upon a portion of his full awakening being unlocked in such a state of distress.
In this 'esper', while residing in his body, its existence, everything of it, all calculated into that one brain of his wihout the help of his machinery. If it really wants 'nothing' to destroy 'something', than so be it. By completely collapsing the 'information' of his body, to one's eyes, it would very much be like a body crumbling and dying out of its state, before the 'data' of his body would be completely exterminated, very much like a death, however, in order to escape the esper, through his own knowledge, he created a duplication of death, and by transmitting the data of his own body and leaving out the existence & data that allows that very element to become 'something' and 'all of it', it would be much like a teleportation, where one's bodily information would be moved from place to place, and to create a duplication of that, he would more or less, in general, fake death by creating an exact copy of his body's datas, allowing to consume it to the fullest before ripping it apart out of existence. Though, if there are still an amount that is stuck on his current body, with an utmost power, he would force it to submit into his own, that if Nozomi can use and control it, then it would not be a problem for someone else to force it into submission. Crashing into esper with pure power, that every volume, every atom the esper consumes, it would only be replaced with a new set of his body, and the faster and the more it consumes his body, then his body would simply match it by generating more and more 'information' to repair his body, much like an infinite power trying to destroy an infinite power as well, and it wouldn't take long before his body soon gathers enough information to personally split himself and the esper into two, where it would be transported to another body similiar to his body's wavelengths to cunsume it with its sweet time. While leaving it to his own body, it would continue its endless production, before blasting himself towards Nozomi at a blinding speed, speaking clearly the words she wanted to hear, an 'answer', a 'last word', "Listen kid, you can kill me anytime you want but until i take care of my own matters, I WON'T LET YOU INTERFERE!"
The burning flames soon cool down within seconds, wings dissipated and power tuned down to a level where it couldn't be felt spiritually anymore. Back into his basic state, wihout able to master it properly, staying in that state while only unlocking a portion of it makes him rather tired. His will staying strong, he would only cross his path with Nozomi and stood behind her, his clothes torn apart and wounds seemed to slowly heal naturally on itself, even with a damaged ribcage, it does hurt him like hell, but it doesn't seem that his energy would be allowing him anymore. "I have no dreams, i'd tell you. India is a good country but not all of their people would prefer you here and not all will celebrate for your conquer. There will always be a difference, whether would i be recognized as a monster or a hero, the only thing i will strive for will be a family, to prove that i can protect. No matter how much you try to kill me, i will keep standing over and over again, that things like this won't take me down so easily. I am neither a god nor a human, i am just a man. All i want to was to find use for these bloody hands where they can protect those aroundme, that is all. If you think that is not enough to convince you, then i guess i'll just make sure these fists are clean enough to prove it to you for one final round."
He was exhausted, tired, numb, everywhere from tip to toe. Climbed out from the verge of death with sheer will and unleashing all of that power makes him feel utterly tired, but not enough to give his conciousness out. Showing a strong front to the quincy, Sou made a straight back before standing with all of that confidence he had, all with a grin on his face. It was time to explode, it seems.
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Subject Post 13Subject: Re: With Thunderous Applause [Anarchy in India, Nozomi] Sun Sep 21, 2014 12:35 am
Artist: Two Steps From Hell - Song: Blizzard
His answer was not the one she was looking for, only admitting to his flaws and agreeing with most of what Nozomi had to say about him, before quickly returning to his pretense of being the white knight in this situation. His actions up until now were to destroy and kill, certainly forsaking the lives of the significant individuals residing within the Rashtrapati that Nozomi had to protect in her pocket dimension. He somehow mustered up the gall to declare that he had the power to protect; such absurdity. Why was she having to deal with such an imbecile? There was no longer any doubt in her mind that was stopping her from ending his life that very moment. She made the motions, raising her arm and holding her palm outstretched toward the bitter boy. Her fingers started to close toward the center of her hand as though she held his soul within her grasp; he could feel the life being squeezed out of him the tighter her grasp became. If her hand became fully enclosed, his soul would be gone, his body a pile of dead matter. The darkness crept up his neck and gave him the experience of being strangled, making it harder to breathe. ''You're no white knight... you have no right to be. You have been weighed, you have been measured, and you have been found wanting. Good—''
Her intention was to snuff out the candle after one last farewell, but as matters would have it, Sou had one last trick up his sleeve after all. His body would be enveloped in snow white flames, growing brighter with every instant so that it eventually became blinding. She stood there as a sudden absurd power surged out from him all at once coursing outwards in every direction for miles upon miles upon miles. There was so much of it that Nozomi didn't even bother to try and stop it, and she would observe as the landscape of India became flattened by this power. It toppled Indian infrastructure as we knew it... not one single structure was left standing in the advent of Sou's new awakening. In a matter of moments, hundreds of millions of human lives were lost not because of this energy, but because of the collapse of every building within the bounds of the country. She saw what his intent was—to purify the people of all diseases and corruption that may have taken hold of them over the years of their life. But instead, he had now labeled himself a mass murderer of the land of India for his horrible mistake.. And Nozomi, despite all of her mental prowess, was utterly stunned by the turn of events. She was stupefied at how horribly wrong it had all gone in an instant, and for someone with such a ancient and powerful mind, that was saying something.
Sou emerged from the flames anew, having discarded his old demonic form in exchange for a new angelic substitute. It was like kicking sand into someone's eyes; am abhorrent mockery. He would oust the Esper from his body only because Nozomi was frozen in shock and not trying to fight it. She stood in place with wide eyes and a thousand-mile stare, her body shaking violently. He spoke, but she didn't seem to hear him. The clock above Nozomi's head became distorted, no longer taking the semblance of any realistic object. It became an abstract image that was painful to look at because it was difficult to register in the human mind. And if one person did lay their eyes upon it, they would feel anger personified, radiating outwards from the core of the object. Then, it fizzled into nothingness, just as Sou's angelic form did. He was back into his human state, with all his injuries healed. He grinned a stupid grin, and made the mistake of speaking once again, this time... trying to lecture Nozomi over her goals. The moment he spoke on the people of India, her eyes refocused Sou with an inhuman rage, and the shaking stopped. Full understanding of Sou Yuuki had been achieved: The analysis of the Omnidou was complete, witnessing all his forms and piecing together his capabilities. His personality and his identity were clear to her, and she saw what kind of person he was. This was a rare achievement for the Omnidou to fully understand a being, as it only had been achieved on a handful of people before this. And once achieved, it was almost assuredly impossible for them to ever harm her. And with this understanding, Nozomi would crush this monster.
It was impossible—Nozomi calculated—for Sou to react to her sudden movement. His enhanced reaction speed needed to be activated, and needed to be done preemptively in order to counter her. She was breaking universal speed limits as she appeared before him, a multitude of times faster than the signals of the brain could move, or that light could even reach one's eyes before she was already there. He wouldn't see it coming until it already happened: He was dangling from her hand wrapped around his neck, holding him up off the ground with god-like strength. She didn't speak, nor move her lips, and yet words were transmitted straight into his head at a rate so fast that it felt like bullets were being shot through and through his brain. 'YOU... DUMBASS... DO YOU EVEN REALIZE WHAT YOU DID? CAN YOU SENSE ALL THE LIVES YOU JUST ENDED WITH YOUR RECKLESS ACTION? I ASK YOU TO PROVE TO ME YOUR WORTH, AND THIS IS YOUR RESPONSE?' Her lips peeled back to show her teeth roughly grinding up against each other, pure fury coloring her face. The power of her grip would crush a normal man's throat with ease; but for Sou's it was just enough to cause him agony without sending him unconscious. It was her turn to unleash her power, for now the man had displayed he doesn't have any right to exist any longer. All this power that Sou possessed, all the great bursts of light and shadow that he caused by entering ascended forms... was all nothing compared to the spirit that welled up inside of Nozomi. It was on a whole other level, that he was incapable of sensing it.
She was in the middle of transforming, releasing tidal waves of Esper into the air at such a rapid pace that it burned at Sou's skin. Before it could complete, she would flick the fingers of her hand outwards, and send the boy flying into the sky with that mere movement, like nothing more than a rag doll. And that's when she burst into light. She became light her flesh, her skin, her eyes, her hair all simply shades of white light radiating outwards like a star. Not two, but six wings spontaneously materialized behind her spanning ten feet wide on either side of her, with patterns of swirls and curves that gave it a very light and airy feel. They did not connect directly to her back like nature would intend, yet they moved as she moved, connected to her in some other way. Finally, six orbs of light would form and begin to swirl around her like the electrons of an atom, though they appeared like miniature suns. Beside Nozomi, an entity seemingly the opposite of her was seen. This creature seemed to be made of pure darkness, a human boy forced onto all fours like the wild fox it resembled. Nine tails protruded from its backside and swayed to and fro in synchronization. It had animalistic ears, claws, and fur, all made of this same dark energy. The only part of it that seemed to be different from the rest was the skeletal structure attached to its back, also resembling that of a fox. This creature's name was Xaser, and it was the Ziamichi spirit that resided within Nozomi's body. It was a Vasto Lorde Hollow, and looking closely would reveal that a hole was ripped through its stomach—the Hollow hole. It was from that cavity that the Esper streamed from, constantly without stop. The atmosphere would soon be suffocated by the continual release of Esper without any seal to restrict it.
Nozomi's head turned upwards toward Sou, her now-white eyes locking onto him wherever he might be. Her body seemed to lean forward a moment, before vanishing on the spot. Again, light could not keep up with the way she moved—no natural force could—so there was no recording the path she moved along. There was only a starting point and a destination, and that destination was once again in front of the Nightmare's body. Now, in this form, mere proximity caused enemies nearby to suffer. The weight of the world was upon his back by just being near Nozomi, in the form of a physical crushing pressure. It made every action he made like trying to push back against the hand of god; every breath a misery; it was easier to just die. And her energy... it was burning away at every particle of matter around them, including oxygen. In a matter of milliseconds there would be no air to breathe, no air to carry sound. A vacuum would be created by her presence that would rip and tear at Sou from every angle with nothing to fill the void. All of this, while her energy also would start to disintegrate his body layer by layer the longer he stayed close to her... but escaping was so difficult with this type of pressure. This was the power of Nozomi's penultimate form—to end her enemies without a single effort.
'Protect?' her voice rang within his mind, causing it to burn with further agony. 'You will protect nothing but your own selfish desires. And the lives of billions will pay for it, just as this country today has because of your recklessness. This will go down in history as a massacre; you will be labeled as a monster with a target on his head. Earth's forces will hunt you down until you are a dead man. You tried to prove that you could be the hero, but all you truly did is prove that you will be nothing but a bringer of destruction and death.' The announcement was transmitted into his head in less than a nanosecond, and yet with each word cutting at his mind like a razor sharp knife where he was most vulnerable, it felt like an eternity. Nozomi would fully extend her wings and suddenly unleash a pulse of radiant white energy from her core, which smashed into Sou with unrelenting force to send him flying at the ground at a speed of Mach 10. There were special properties within this pulse that upon contact would disrupt the boy's thought and energy flow, which would render him unable to act when it hit him and while he was hurtling back down to Earth. He would essentially blank out, and wake up in a massive crater caused by his own impact. Nozomi was floating above him, staring down at him bright against the dim background of rainclouds.
'I will not let your actions go by unannounced. The entire world will know of your actions. And the nation of Eldrazi hereby declares war on Sou Yuuki, the Nightmare.'
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Subject Post 14Subject: Re: With Thunderous Applause [Anarchy in India, Nozomi] Mon Sep 22, 2014 8:46 am
Artist: Iuchi Maiko - Song: Gyakuten - Word Count: 1635
Crumbling and picked up with an utmost strength, strangling him on the air when he stared right at Nozomi, an empty expression, well indeed that there was fear crawling up to his soul but only to leave a cheeky grin on his face, gasping for air before he spoke in a tone in reply for 'what he did' in a voice loud enough to ring her ears like a speaker, when these buildings should've crumbled down and squashed the citizens like bugs. "Are you sure they are dead or are you telling me that your eyes can't zoom like a scope?"
He wasn't THAT stupid enough to not take the safety into his hands first when it comes to unleashing such a furious amount of power crawling out from his body like a parasite. It was true that the buildings did collapse into large rubbles, however, while broken down from its state as a building, the pressure would still affect the rubble altogether as well, breaking it down smaller and smaller so fast that it would become only a portion of these rubbles washed the city as a sand while a majority of these rubbles evaporated into air. It may seemed that as if the rubble made a good bleed out of these so-called 'dead citizens', but all of them survived, just washed away by a wave of sands formed from a broken down rubble and left many buildings in their destroyed state, that not even an inch of a rubble would fall apart from its structure again. Of course he had never intended to fight her in the beginning, with his mouth running off just to witness such a form, that while he is awake and concious, every inch, every corner, every form of her body, even if it is just one in a millionth second, the details would flow right into his head, from atom to atom, that was what he needed, information. Though, if she didn't hear him, he'd care less anymore, that his expression would turn back into that of an empty state, no emotions shown, every corner of his face was packed with nothing more than seriousness, and the feeling of not caring about this anymore.
Of course, if she went too far, it would be his time to run as well, although not particularly his style, but if things are taking things off their own course, well, he has no way of controlling it. He was rather calm in that very moment, even with so much power radiating around, Sou would not help it but to kneel down from the heavy force that landed upon his shoulders, however, no regrets ever crawled into his mind. She moved so fast, really, that his eyes were almost blurred by such speed when she appeared before him, and that type of physical force forced him down. The oxygen level was running low, that it does seem that she does take his advice is depleting them afterall, with every particle that made up in the world's atmosphere and its air, she made them dissapear, atom by atom, and it may seem to be a disadvantage to him, but it was just what he needed. Gripping into a fist, his body seems to be ripping itself apart, it was not because of going through any state, or some layer burning apart his body since Nozomi appeared so quickly before him and that power burned him well enough, but his atmosphere, everything, even light, all but in its distorted state as if space itself was starting to shake as well.
His body was already breaking its limits, considering the absence of his devices, he highly doubted he could last any longer as well. It was true that he had at least gained back only a little bit of his maneuvering capabilities but it doesn't really stop the fact that he has a hard time trying to balance out his body and not to mention, controlling his strength. Before she smashed into his guts with her wings, Sou would make an all-out effort, smashing his fist into the earth with an outright force, it created a rather controlled yet destructive power, and all of that? Well, was considered enough to cause one whole city, very much the size of Hobart in Australia to turn into nothing more than a desert, however, in order to keep India alive from that tremendous force of his strength, the moment his fist smashed right into the earth, that very moment can have his right arm fly right out from his body before exploding into gutters, gritting his teeth before he vomited quite a volume of blood, his back exploding like a fountain of blood with countless wounds appearing everywhere on his body. In constrasts of controlling that amount of strength, well, something that was enough to make sure a city would be wiped out into a desert, concentrating all of it into one direction of where Nozomi is, exploding in such a speed where it simply just. 'breaks the rules', within a flash, the earth around him would explode so high up in the air that it would be a tower, and a destructive force so great that laws doesn't apply to it anymore, that if it could even cut Nozomi even by a little, including beings in their ascended state and spiritually-enhanced body would have their arm suddenly sliced right out of their body, inducing an intensive amount of pain to their body even if they are greatly resistant to it, of course, unless they have the inability to feel pain, they would feel as if their body would impaled by a million blades, even if they can't feel pain, it doesn't mean that they have lost the ability to feel objects, mentally or physically.
Of course, when it comes to those wings, they would smash his guts, however, with the usage of his unlimited strength, that force, the strength he used so much, all of that would make sure the force was halved or even a large portion of that power would be removed, while the path before the compressed strength of his would literally rip the path before him apart, with a burst of wind from beneath the earth before exploding into a huge gust of wind capable of reaching the speed of sound, and all of them? Blasting upwards into the sky and opening a large gap on the sky where he had been smashed into the air by Nozomi, just about in the speed of Mach 10, of course, he wasn't as easily as to be knocked out as Nozomi had presumed, since he is pretty much a 'hard-headed' guy at some point, that knocking him unconcious would probably.. need something much rougher than just a punch with force. His body was probably the one that's unconcious, from losing a limb to more or less a broken body after withstanding a rough amount of damage, he couldn't help but to grin again, laughing at Nozomi when she made her talk to him, just too funny, way too funny for him. Of course, he wasn't going back down on Earth of where she may think he would land and leave a crater, instead, when he smashed the earth with his fist before she actually threw him off to the air with force, Sou actually made adjustments to the air pressure around him, degree of where he stands and the force he unleashed, where the blast of wind creating when he was flying on Mach speed gave a little effect where he would be adjusted to another possible country he might land on. He does not know where, but on the middle of the air, floating above before falling down, he laughed, obviously, before making his one final speech before he propelled himself in sacrifice of one final body.
"Oi oi, don't be so quick to call someone a monster, miss quincy. Don't assign the rights for yourself to choose what path i take and what i will become in the future. Listen; You are no goddess to me, because to me, you're nothing more than the same piece of shit as i am right now. If you think i can't prove myself to become a hero, THEN I ACCEPT YOUR DECLARATION OF WAR, TOGETHER WITH EVERYONE ELSE ON EARTH WHO THINKS THEY CAN STOP ME FROM BECOMING A HERO WHOM I CAN PROTECT EVERYONE! I DON'T CARE WHOEVER OR WHATEVER BECAUSE I'LL TAKE ALL OF YOU SHITHEADS ON AND TELL YOU A STORY OF WHAT I AM CAPABLE OF!"
Propelling himself just about a mile away at full speed when he was at the maximum altitude, his right leg can be seen ripping itself apart and having an intent to fall out from his body. The pain was harsh, it was tough to endure anymore. His fuel was already running out after his voice roared so loud that it would be deafening to one's ears, before vomiting blood and falling down from the sky. Well then, it was the time for him to retire once he finish out his brawl with Mana. He just needs a hospital, a place to stay, and somewhere.. just a place where he can make sure that he can become stronger, gain more power, and prove this damned quincy wrong. Landing straight into the earth, it exploded, creating a huge crater on the ground and an explosion when he landed, creating an amount of dust before his body was already gone, with a trail of blood of his damned body left on the ground. Escaping from the battlefield where he lost and accepted the war even against the entire earth's forces, he was never afraid nor did he regret. That was.. some serious death wish he had.
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Subject Post 15Subject: Re: With Thunderous Applause [Anarchy in India, Nozomi] Thu Sep 25, 2014 4:57 pm
Artist: Two Steps From Hell - Song: Blizzard
His absurd ignorance would be turned back against him in the form of a mental augur, drilling the facts directly into his mind before he could even finish his statement. Nozomi could see it in his mind, as he tried to deny his actions; she already knew what he tried to do, she knew that his intent was to cleanse these people, but he did not consider all factors, and he could neither sense the destruction that he had wrought upon the lands. May he have rendered the buildings and the terrain into dust, but that did not eliminate the mass whatsoever—rather than solid metal and concrete, the people of India would instead be buried alive under a desert of dust. And those who were elevated upon the second floor or higher would fall to their death with not solid surface to support them. Nozomi would thrust all of the images of destruction and death that she could see with her Omnidou, blinding his mind with them so that all he could see was the consequences of his massacre. She seared these into his mind so that they were clearer than any thought he had ever thought, and would ever think. It would torment him until death, imprinted with him for the rest of his life. There was no more denial; Sou had to accept the responsibility of his actions—he now had the blood of billions on his hands, so much that there was not a shred of innocent skin left to be seen.
And so he shut his feelings away, as to be expected. He knew of his fault, and it was not something any sane human could stand to bear. And if Sou was truly human as he would have Nozomi believe, then the only way he could move on from this was to eradicate emotion, thought, and sympathy; erect great walls around his self and hide behind them. The guilt of a murderer. The Quincy would close her eyes solemnly in respect for all the lives that had to be destroyed for Sou to make a statement, and the country that had to be leveled because of his recklessness. And in this moment of silence, Nozomi captured the fury she felt and focused it on the essence of Sou, enemy of the Eldrazi, of the world. She had no more mercy for this boy, and she would no longer display hesitation in her use of power. This was what he wanted, wasn't it?! He wanted her to take him seriously and go all out against him, then fine, he would have it. She would show him the power of a goddess, whether he respected such a notion or not. She would humiliate him and annihilate his hope, and make him pay for what he longed for. A fool's desire.
His attacks no longer meant anything to her—he would strike the ground with his fist using his inhuman strength, a force that would only cause more destruction, as if that were even possible. Hell, the country was already gone, so what was the point in holding back anymore, eh? No, the First Quincy said. I will not allow it, she declared. She swiped her arm horizontally in front of her with finality, just as the tremors began to course through the ground. And with her simple motion, Sou's forces ceased to exist. The kinetic energy would utterly vanish and all the destruction in the ground he had caused so forth became undone. It was as if any effect his attack had on the environment around him was nothing more than an illusion—the only reality was the damage he inflicted upon himself. His arm had been flayed into a gory mess, while blood flowed out of his mouth as his body ruptured from the inside. Nozomi had the power to render the actions of her enemies undone with a mere thought, just as a goddess had the power to. It didn't matter what nature or origin the action was. It was a universal power.
The onslaught resumed, knocking the fool back down to Earth where he belonged using the disrupting wave of energy that surged from her wings. She moved in instances, disappearing and reappearing immediately nearby the crater that he had created with his crash. He still defied exhaustion, catching his fall with a punch to the ground and rising to his feet. His body would levitate into the air to level with Nozomi, and out came the cocky smile. He began to speak once more, but Nozomi already knew all that he held on his mind; there were no more secrets to be kept from her. He opened his mouth to tell her that she was wrong, that he could rise up to be the hero, and that no one would stop him... but nothing came out. The Quincy's voice roared out before he could with an echoing command: ''SILENCE!'' and there was silence. He would try to speak, but Nozomi had taken the air from his throat before they could come out as words, making it feel as though he was choking. Not only that, but his ears seemed to be deafened as well; the world around him wasn't making noise, not even with a breeze. There was no hope for Sou, he could do nothing, nothing but run... and he seemed to come to that conclusion. He began to work the muscles in his body to leap away from the woman who believed she was a goddess, like this was all a nightmare, ironically. But for him it seemed like he was moving in slow motion: as he thought of the actions, his body seemed to lag and not respond for several seconds. He was trying to escape as fast as possible but somehow his sense of time was being distorted.
''Run, run, little whelp,'' came Nozomi's voice, clear in his head, inescapable, the only sound he could hear. ''As I am a benevolent goddess of mercy, I shall give you one last courtesy. I will give you the honor of being able to choose your resting place...'' As Sou was leaping away in slow motion, Nozomi held her arm out to pick up one of the sun-like orbs that was swirling around her. Her other arm extended in the boy's direction and began collecting energy in the form of her Quincy Bow, Mehr Abfeuern Vogel. It was a insubstantial, airy design made of swirls of light, reminiscent of the same patterns that her wings seemed to display. She would direct the sun towards the bow as it began to shift shapes, transitioning from a sphere to shining arrow. The projectile was hooked into place, and the weapon was aimed. After a melancholy few moments, her arm twitched to release the bolt with a sound that would be heard around the world. It trailed after Sou, homing in on him with relentless speed. It would follow him to the ends of the Earth until it finally caught up to him, and when it did, it would release the goddess' power upon him. The blast would consume him with a light that could easily be seen from space, able to kill him many times over.
The woman turned away, and cast the dominion of her sight across the nation. She knew, somewhere deep in her mind, that Sou would somehow survive... but the next time she saw him, he would be a dead man. It was no longer her concern, and therefore she had more pressing matters to deal with. She witnessed as small groups of people emerged from the rubble of Sou's destruction, who were either in a safe place or had the capability to defend themselves from this onslaught. But compared to the masses of people whose lives were lost, this was nothing. India had become a dead zone on the map, its population once known for being grand in numbers, now dipping all the way down towards the bottom of the list. The Quincy released a sigh and let her eyes close once more. The shining angel would float above the land, grieving for all those who she felt die, personally, through the connections she had developed with them. One wondered what in the world it took to crack the resolve of a goddess, and that was the answer:
She died a billion times today.
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Subject Post 16Subject: Re: With Thunderous Applause [Anarchy in India, Nozomi] Sun Oct 04, 2015 10:19 am
✖| Clean Up Time!! |✚
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It's been 2014 or even before that!
There for I will be locking this thread, feel free to revisit this and keep on reading!
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