"NO MORE THIS ENDS NOW....THIS PEACE HAS GONE FAR ENOUGH IT HIGH TIME SOMEONE ENDED IT THE IRAMASHA CLAN AND SOUL SOCIETY. I FORBID THIS PEACE TO HAPPEN THE ONLY WAY TO GET RID OF MY PROBLEM...MY Shinigami PROBLEM IS TO KILL THE ONE THING THAT CREATED ALL THIS. I MUST KILL THE SOUL KING AND Shinigami THEIR SOULS WILL COME TO AN END AND CHAOS WILL RISE ANEW........MY VENGEANCE WILL NOT BE DENIED WHY CAN'T MANA UNDERSTAND THIS BECAUSE I SENSE IT IN HER. HER DARK SIDE IT WANTED MY IDEALS FOR MADNESS FOR DESTRUCTION.....BUT MY ENEMIES MUST DIE" He yelled.
The mad one was thinking this was a long time coming and still the mad demon wanted to see with his own eyes to know the demonic truth and destroying the very place of his torment. They would stop him but the mad demon wouldn't rest until the whole place was burning down to the ground and the mad one would destroy anyone who stops him this was a long time coming. But before his evil dreams come true; Eric wanted to know something that was really bothering the soul king was the keystone to the soul society and soul reapers. Without him their system would completely fall apart and then killing the soul king would solve all of his problems and finally the mad demon could finally rest. Killing the soul king it something that can't be done but the mad demon was thinking he could actually put it off and kill the bastard which means goodbye soul reapers what a good day it would be. To think what happens when destruction and the chaos started when the soul reapers are completely gone from this world and nobody would remember then it was a perfect plan. Chaos and bloodshed will fill the streets and nothing would stop his wrath and then it was just a matter of time before the soul king begs for his miserable life and then the mad demon will destroy his soul. The Dreadnought armor was complete as he was constructing it within his labs getting ready for the end of the soul society this will be his finest hour. The troops were preparing for war and then the mad demon will have a major surprise for them once the trap was preparing as his troops were given their instructions.
The mad one wanted war to think the Asthavon clan gave a peace treaty the mad demon didn't like it one bit it was time for action to bring death and destruction. Eric was acting like a true war demon still if they hadn't joined up with iramasha clan then his wife would still be alive and then all this pain wouldn't be hurting him right now. But the mad demon couldn't let such feelings get in the way now still it was time for war their will be time for mourning later. Once he defeated somebody the mad demon will go after the soul king and finally end the bastard's existence then all his pain will come to an end and then the mad demon could focus on something else. It was time to go as the mad demon puts on his armor and then leaves the demon world with his army looking at the barrier the mad demon could see it. The gate guardian was laughing as the demons preparing with their magic as the mad demon and troops breach the barrier they were silent. Deception Trinity was activated the mad demon had made the technique all thanks to his fight with the yuudeshi hacker the forbidden one had learned some of the yuudeshi's techniques. The shadow iramasha can be useful for learning what kinds of power the enemies has through his shadow power it can be helpful in war. "I have to thank Kaito Yuudeshi all the time him and Joshua were fighting the shadow iramasha was telling me such secrets about the network and everything about the yuudeshi clan. I will have to thank that boy by killing everyone here and destroying their souls on a worldwide broadcast.........HURRY MY DECEPTION MAGIC IS BLOCKING THEIR DETECTION SYSTEMS HURRY it won't last long.....BEGIN PREPARING THE TRAP" He yelled.
It was working the Yuudeshi network wasn't picking them up it looks like Deception trinity magic was working and then the demon general and army waited. The place was secure the trap because the magic wouldn't shield them for very long because the mad demon knew once trinity gives out the detection systems will be on to their asses. Eric was signaling the woman to appear as Shiki Yamisenkira appeared by the mad demon side wondering what her master wanted from her. "Alright Shiki.....Plan A Those two soul reapers kill them it will draw the pack......I want blood everywhere" He said. Shiki turned into her shifter state as she took on her Clone Hanako personality as she was walking the corner as then started smoking a cigarette feeling better. Two soul reapers approach her wondering what she was doing as they began their conservations they started talking about a lot of things. It was fucking boring the mad demon wanted action. Clone Hanako was smiling and began joining in on their conservation "That really going to a problem. The kids are doing alright and their deadbeat father isn't doing much but wanting sex all the time.Yes Seireitei a fucking memory really it a shame when the dominoes fall and every Shinigami's life fade away and then you die and the sad thing is god won't be calling you. Let me show you" Clone Hanako said.
Clone Hanako grabbed her gun and blasted the both one bullet of each of their brains killing them in cold blood the shot was heard everywhere. Some other soul reapers were alerted to the situation as reports were coming in that it seemed like Hanako had killed two soul reapers in cold blood. The unseated members were wondering why Hanako would do something like this but they didn't know this woman was a clone and more evil then the original. "Yeah, I killed them but your troubles have just begun" She said. Clone Hanako snaps her fingers and then the mad demon was given the signal as the demon army attacked as the demon shooting and killing soul reapers as blood and chaos storm upon seireitei grounds. Innocent soul reapers were dying as the demon of madness went on a killing rampage murdering innocent lives like they were nothing of cannon fodder. The chaos continues as the demon army began hunting them down and executing soul reapers one by one. "ONWARD TROOPS WE HAVE A SOUL KING TO MEET......I WANT TO SEE HIS DAMN FACE BEFORE I KILLED HIS FAMILY OF SOUL REAPERS. I WILL WATCH HIM BOW BEFORE ME" He yelled.
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[PLAY ALL 'DAT POSTING MUSIC IN THE YOUTUBE BARS PLS]
[USING KETSU IRAMASHA/KOICHI IRAMASHA/YUKURI IRAMASHA IN THIS POST]
Artist: Chrono Cross - Song: Dragon God - Word Count: 2869
It seemed that times were changing in the Soul Society -- so perhaps it was about time for the Iramasha to change along with it. Many had described them as being isolated, alone and outright indifferent to the suffering of the land that had occurred below their paradise in the skies. Therefore, following the carnage from Demonic Incursion, the clan had started to move further outwards into the realms around them. Focusing their efforts on the Soul Society and Living Realm for now, there was a long and arduous task ahead of them as they started to put forth more serious efforts to assist their allies. Assisting with the rebuilding of the Soul Society, pumping up defenses throughout Earth and adding their soldiers to the Seireitei and Earth's militaries were some of their beginning methods.
However, when the gargantuan sized presence of Eric Zarathos, His Mad Army and Shiki Yamisenkira were detected throughout the Soul Society? The Royal Devil Iramasha Family decided that they'd more than make their presence known. Although they were given orders to stand back and observe the battle between The Demon God's Heart and the Seireitei, in this instance they were given full go ahead to use as much lethal force as possible. Their allies were already in shambles, the forces of the Gotei 13 were strained and they didn't need to gather information about this battle.
Therefore -- The Mad Demon wasn't going to have his way with the Seireitei on this day. Not if the likes of Koichi Iramasha, Ketsu Iramasha and Yukuri Iramasha had anything to say about it. These three and their factions would be the barriers between Eric and his plans. And, after all, each of these three had more than a bone to pick with Eric.
For Koichi? This was personal using the image of his wife as an attempt to slain and tarnish her name. With the added strife between Hanako and The Mad Demon, along with his attempts to dismantle his family and the Iramasha Guard -- Koichi was no in forgiving mood today. This problem was going to be dealt with here and NOW.
And much of the same sentiments were shared with Yukuri Iramasha. After hearing news of Cirno Iramasha holding off Eric's Mad Army from the entrance of the Iramasha Clan, along with this ridiculous stunt, she was more than ready to assist with halting the Mad Demons plans. Therefore, she was game to.
Lastly, when it came to Ketsu's motives? Well -- he just didn't like Demon Lords in general. And with the added pressure from his people and the outside world calling for action, this whole event was the perfect excuse to blow off some steam and test his powers. So The Royal Devil Leader would get to bash a Demon Lord's skull in, generate positive press for The Iramasha Clan and take care of his job of assisting with the Soul Society's stability. Yes, this was a Royal Devil Family Outstanding if there ever was. Quite some time had passed since these three forces united under one banter, but the moment for them to join together was more than needed at this point.
Thus, the first to arrive on the scene was none other the likes of The Devil of Boundaries. Coming forth out of a purple vortex high within the heavens, the lady of The Royal Devil Family was almost dressed to the impress for this occasion. Adorning a dress that meshed together the colors of black, white and purple into one fitting form; this garment extended down to her feet, each of which had a pair of three inch, shadow shaded high-heel pumps on them for the time being.
All throughout this elaborate ensemble were various tribal markings that were entrusted in silver throughout the gown. The woman even appeared to have a fine taste for jewelry as across her neck, tethered together on a golden belt across her waist and on the sides her chained dress were crimson hued gems that were more than just for show.
"What a miserable pile of refuse. It is almost unbecoming of me to be demoted to the rank of garbage collector..." Opening her pale crimson eyes to the world beneath her feet, The Devil of Boundaries let off a coy smirk and a gathering of Chaos Energy was felt surging within her like a roaring earthquake coming to a pass. In moments, her golden locks were blowing haphazardly in the breeze as she placed her right hand out -- and squeezed it.
Following that moment, ample amounts of Yukuri's reishi spread throughout the lands. WIth it? Her influence. Yukuri's influence, being the controller of boundaries, would allow her to almost indefinitely seal off the boundaries between Demon World and the pocket dimensions where more of Eric's Army and Followers lay hidden and in wait. This meant that more than likely -- no reinforcements were coming to aid this bastard.
"...but I suppose when dealing with you, it just can't be helped, huh? So please do this Royal Maiden a favor and drop dead."
Within that moment, The Reagle Iramasha Woman's energy came to a pass and thousands of golden spheres of light started consuming a good bulk of Eric's Soldiers. What was occurring? Simple: Yukuri was twisting the boundaries of the Soul Society and ringing it like a sponge. In this way, she'd bled its extract on to the soldiers and create "The Barrier Of Exaile." This new technique was meant to take the instabilities of the boundaries within The Soul Society, convert it into a tangible force and reject the existence of the objects or people it touches.
In the case of Eric's Army? They'd soon find these golden lights going on to compress around them until it imploded and outright took them into a dimension in between existence and nonexistence. In this process, they'd foreseeably suffer critical injuries; with a massive number of them facing certain death almost more often than not. In this way, she'd bring the end of his army in the Soul Society.
And -- the innocent weren't forgotten about in this dicey situation as well.Most Shinigami throughout the lands were encased within a silver shade of light meant to shield them with the Devil of Boundaries influence. In this way, she'd lower the chances of anymore civilians dying out.
So through this method, although she was unable to prevent one hundred percent of the deaths, there was a strong probability she'd be able to prevent eighty to ninety five percent of the deaths that The Mad Demon's army attempted to invoke in the Soul Society. That was just the reality of dealing with The Devil of Boundaries, after all. And even that was quite the subjective thing to her.
[CHANGE SONG HERE AND ENTER KOICHI'S ASSAULT]
At the same time, while Yukuri clashed against The Mad One's Army, Koichi Iramasha was going to make it a point to smash his fist to the far side of Shiki Yaminsenkira's face. So in a series of whirls and whaps, The Enraged Canine may very well appear as nothing more than a blur as he began his assortment of attacks against her.
With the fury of a Demon Hound behind him, Koichi was utilizing Chaos Warp to rapidly punch Shiki's body across primary areas such as her: chest, jaws, head, sternum, wrists, shoulder blades, the center point of the spine, lower back, front and back side of neck, kneecaps, ankles and each of her sides. Having enough destructive force to level numerous mountain sides, if not change the landscape of this battle if he lacked control of it, the impact from these blows would be enough to inflict significant damage to her body.
Limbs shattering, organs crushing, blindness setting in, hearing fizzling out, bones breaking and the total shut-down of her body were within feasible limits with the amount of force he was using due to his enraged state. And not only that, but he wasn't a fool; each of these strikes were infused with Chaos Energy. Through this Chaos Energy? He'd make methods of recovery akin to regeneration and magic more difficult to use due to how deep the injuries were intended to seep into the Demon Girls body. Most of all, it should prove potent enough to snap her out of Hanako's -- image -- and break ehr shifter form.
With one final push in the form of his roar, Koichi released a highly destructive, but pin-point set of Chaos Blast that appeared in a in a full 360 perimeter around Shiki. In total there were about ten of them coming from all sides and, together, had enough Chaos Energy within them to wipe out a good sized chunk of a city. However, The Beast had skill over them and condensed the blast range to only one hundred meters; keeping all of that impact around Shiki's body as he teleported two hundred meters away from the blast zone. Even the masters in durability would find difficulties in that, and Koichi was banking on it.
Moreover, at this point, a burst of white, black and red light would be seen shining all around Koichi's body. Now that he had slown down, the layer of protective armor he crafted with his Chaos Energy was seen. The Hell Hound's blood may have been boiling a storm more fierce than the lavas of hell itself, but he wasn't stupid. Directly approaching an enemy like this held its risk and The Iramasha Guard Leader devised a means of insurance in case something went work.
This is because Koichi Iramasha worked ahead of time. So much so that he already formed a plan in order to deal with the possibility of Shiki not being stopped by that attack. As the smoke blinded the area, The Royal Iramashsa Guard's Leader decided to have his reishi intermix with the atoms from his Chaos Energy and converse to a point around Shiki's body. In this way, he'd seek to create a seal and take advantage of her foreseeable weakened state and seal off half of her power through the usage of a Chaos Binding Spell with the ample amount of Chaos Energy in the air to use as sacrifice for it.
Thus, an explosion of golden light would light up the area and then The tall figure that was the Royal Iramasha would be seen with a heavy scowl across his face as he tightened his fist. There was nothing but a pair of black trousers on his person as his lengthy tail that was dark as the shadows swayed around. As more eyes darted on him, the male's skin seemed as brown as oak, eyes as red as the fires of hell and hair as black as the night itself. Stomping his barefoot to the ground, the hounds ears perked up and a large roared radiated from his mouth and rocked the Seireitei.
"Impersonating my wife? Killing our allies? Just who the HELL do you think you are?! I'm usually more of a well tempered man, but this ridiculousness test even MY patience. I'll see to it you never get up again, woman." These words came as angered, passionate and all around LOUD as he bellowed his rage out at his combatant. If The Demoness planned on standing back up again, there would be more where that came from in store for her.
Like pieces of a puzzle, it was all coming together. So the final piece to come to the field: The Royal Devil Iramashsa Leader himself.
[CHANGE SONG HERE AND ENTER KETSU'S ASSAULT]
In that moment, the skies of the Seireitei soon turned grim. The clouds morphed from their once pristine blue skies, to a mixture of black and red hues that darkened the area for as far as the eye could see. With this strike, a DAMNING burst of Chaos and Spiritual energy smashed into the lands.
This was all it took to confirm the presence of The Royal Devil Iramasha Leader: Ketsu Iramasha.
Locking on to the signature of Eric Zarathos, The Reagle Devil understood it was time to deal with this problem once and for all. Henceforth, he made sure all other obstacles were out of the way. With his son taking care of the waste of demon blood known as Shiki, and The Devil of Boundaries dismantling Eric's army, all that was left had been for Ketsu himself to claim Eric's head.
If The Mad One desired war? If The Mad One Yearned for battle? If The Mad One TRULY thirsted for death? Ketsu would more than be happy to oblige granting those wishes on this day.
So like a hellish bolt of lightning, a thunderous clap of black flames emerged before Eric no matter where he ran to at this point. Thus, standing up from this collection of darkened fire would be a lone figure. His spiked hair extended down to his waist and was unkempt in style; almost mending into the inferno around him due to its color being so devoid of light. All the while, his dull skin appeared to be cracked and shattered like a broken piece of glass. And his eyes? Ha. They were dead. It was almost as if the void itself was in as they lacked any sort of whiteness in them as he stared Eric down.
On the man's person? Numerous red colored metal plates, forming protective guards along his chest, waist, shoulders and thighs. Beneath that? A black high-collared, long sleeve mantle split down the lower half and a simple, light-brown obi and a belt was seen around him. Around his hands? Black sleeved gloves ready to have their first taste of blood from Eric's mouth.
Letting out a jovial burst of laughter, the blood within The Royal Devil Iramashsa came to a raise. He couldn't believe such a brute made it this far into the Soul Society. Thus, now with his sights set on The Demon Overlord, Ketsu's eyes came to life with a burst of scarlet red light. In one move, in inhaled deeply and then exhaled a tsunami wave of black fire that spread for the next one thousand meters; reaching a half mile in the air and outright drowning Eric in fire.
And those flames? They were meant to decay and outright melt The Mad Demon away into cinders. Yes, understanding his defenses quite well from the stories he heard, Ketsu Iramahsa decided that the best method to deal with him was outright force to test his power a bit. Therefore, this tidal wave of rotting fire had enough strength behind it to keep burning one thousand years straight if left undisturbed. Henceforth, it possessed enough potency behind it to more than likely give Eric's defenses a bit of a test drive.
These flames would cling to him like a parasite, clog into his skins pores and outright begin burning away any trace of energy particles that come in its path. In this way, he'd overfill the channel of energy within Eric to prevent him from so easily regenerating without taking a noticeable dip in his power each time he did. Additionally, he may very well feel some of his energy reserves being burned away at this point; as these flames were meant to embed themselves within Eric's body and burn him from the inside and outside if they made contact with him.
They'd eat through magic, the metaphysical, the tangible and all else that stood in its path like an unstoppable beast as the scent of raw and overwhelming demonic power reeked from them. This was just the nature of dealing with The Devil Iramasha, however. The Reagle Male wanted to see where Eric's power was and this was the befitting test to do so, wouldn't you agree?
"Consider that my welcoming gift, Mad One. Pardon the laugh, but it's been quite some time since my blood has gotten this riled up. I could just HURL at the excitement brewing within this old body of mine." And vomited he did. Between a series of laughs and gurgled words, The Devil Iramahsa started projecting crimson fluids from his mouths and they splattered against the scorched earth below his feet. Whatever this liquid was -- it gave off a strong scent of demon power; akin to Eric's own. It was the stench -- of a Demon Lord.
"Now, why don't you play nice and greet our guest, eh?"
With that, the tables were set. The Royal Devil Iramasha Family were sent into the hells of war once more. Yukuri was on defense, Koichi was on support and Ketsu Iramashsa stole the show by going after The Mad One himself. How things would turn out from this point? No one was certain. But they all could sense other energy signatures heading towards their way, and Ketsu couldn't help but wonder: "what use was it?" Those words were muttered out of his mouth as he felt he more than had a handle on the situation on this point, but would await to see what destiny had in store for them on this grand day.
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Gonna go ahead and drop my reserve post out of this thread to clear up clutter and allow this to go along a bit better.
I envy because of the heart. I glutton because of the heart. I covet because of the heart. I am prideful because of the heart. I sloth because of the heart. I rage because of the heart. Because of the heart... I lust for everything about you.
Even for ageless souls, a year was a long time. People always liked to assume of eternals that their perception of time slowed the longer they lived, causing one single minute of a simple mortal's time to be equivalent to a day for a Shinigami. This was false; it had nothing to do with one's antiquity. Yoruichi had been gone from the Soul Society for over a year, and so many things had changed in that period of time. For someone like her whose identity exuded speed, a year felt like an eternity to her. Even when she slept half of it away upon the roof of Urahara's shop, still it fed off of her anxiety. It was needless to say that by now, she had grown bored, and sought a return to her home among the ranks of the Gotei 13. She longed to see her family once more, and Soi Fon, wondering how she must have been doing. More than that, the grapevine beheld bitter rumors in the Living World—Yoruichi was by no means versed in the current event of the Soul Society, but she'd heard that they were not to be left alone by outside invaders. It was this news, whether it be true of false, that attracted Yoruichi back into this nonsense. The impression she'd had of Tsubasa before she left was not spectacular, and so the Gotei's longevity was of her concern under his command. All of these things lingered on her mind and ate away at her, eventually until she felt it was time. She'd had enough vacation days.
She wanted to leave her Zanpakutō behind out of the frustration that'd been caused between her and Ajani, and yet it was too much of a nuisance to get to the Soul Society from the Living World without his assistance, and she certainly didn't trust Urahara's equipment enough. Dejectedly, she accepted that she'd have to bring the sword with her as much as she didn't wish it. It would be strapped on the right side of her waist in its sheath, swaying as she walked. Yoruichi was not defiant of change herself when it came to it, though. Her eyes still were amber, her lips still unpainted, and her body still trim and limber. But the way she dressed herself gave her a fresh look. Her violet hair used to be long, tied up in a ponytail where it fall far down her back; but now it was trimmed short in a chopped manner, reaching down only as far as her neck. No clips nor bands were to be found in her hair, as instead only a white beanie covered her head to keep the hair down. Sharing that same snowy color was the thick scarf tethered to her neck that functioned like a collar, wrapped few times around and sporting a long tail far behind her. That signature orange made its way back into her outfit as a jacket with long sleeves, though it was left open down the center to unveil what lied beneath—white bandages that wrapped tightly around the woman's chest, but covered nothing else so that her rich mocha skin would be shown. The absence of the woman's old Omnitsukido form was apparent, but not forgotten. Long black pants covered her lower body close to the ankles, with no shoes to accompany them. For the hands and arms, along with the feet and legs, the Sarashi style carries through, with more white clothes wrapped tightly around those parts as well.
She was quite a different character on looks, and that would go the same for her power. Yoruichi, for the longest time, never had a reason to train. She was already ahead of the game, and there was nothing too concerning of the natural order since Ender's departure. All other situations could be handled by other heroes. But sometimes words could get to the violet-haired Shinigami. She'd been far too complacent with things the way they were, and while she relaxed, the world surged on ahead of her. She may have been first place for the longest time, but they were catching up to her, and something about the fact that she could be surpassed truly bothered the Flash Goddess. Could she accept the day that Shadin was able to claim her title from her? The answer to that was no, and this inspired her. A new discovery had been made about the Shinigami in recent years, of the great power of the Shikokai release, and slowly but surely the power of certain individuals kept creeping closer to those once believed to be peerless deities. Truth, Touketsu, Soul King; they now had to fear. This advent of power meant that people like her needed to progress further than they believed they could, because there was still a limit of power to reach. If she was going to continue to teach the new generation of heroes from this point on, she couldn't allow herself to be continually surpassed by those who followed under her. So she was pushing herself harder than ever before, and she'd already reached breakthroughs in strength.
Her left hand crossed over her torso to reach the grip of her sword on the other side, sliding it out of its sheath to extend it outwards. The tip vanished into thin air as Yoruichi felt the feedback of it entering the space between words. It was like an invisible keyhole, which she turned with her blade to unlock a seam. The Senkaimon doors revealed themselves to her, opening a path up to the Seireitei along a glowing white path. The woman would sheath her weapon, avoiding mental contact with the entity within it, before finally treading forward through the passage. When Yoruichi reemerged, it was through a second set of doors in the Spiritual Realm, right at the doorstep of destruction. She had intended to stand in front of her beloved royal house, the Shihouin manor; instead, she nearly tripped over some rubble and kicked up some dust. Was this some kind of sick joke? She looked around and all she found was ruins. This... felt like the Seireitei, and yet it was nothing more than a wreck. It would seem as though those rumors had proven true, and the Shinigami were unable to stop it. Her eyes widened and a look of horror crept slowly across her face, and it felt like a rock had just dropped into her stomach. There was quite a difference between hearing it, and discovering the full breadth of the situation in person, and this realization froze her on the spot for several moments.
Regret was next to fill her, for while the Soul Society had been under attack, she was sitting in the Living World disconnected from the loop. She had made it a point to keep away from Gotei's affairs, and this was her grand reward; she was disgusted with herself. She had to come back to her senses, however, to feel the rampant energy off in the distance. Somewhere at the walls of Seireitei she knew a fight was going on, judging by the keen spiritual sense she'd developed in her time with the Omnitsukido. It was too late to stop the decimation she was witnessing just now, but at the very least there was a clash that she could join in on to try and make amends toward her absence. It would not make up for everything, but it would be a step. She had no time nor desire to really consider the ramifications of all that has happened in her time gone—such thoughts would only torture her and tamper her focus. She had to be set on the issues at hand, no matter what. There were demons... Iramasha... and others rushing to the fight ahead of her. She may have been late to the fight and late to prepare, but her speed would allow her to catch up quick. She grit her teeth and balled her fists up, giving one last glance toward the fallen signet of the Shihouin clan, before turning and blasting off towards the source of the chaos. She rushed through her flash steps with anger, her image invisible at such speeds, as light did not have enough time to develop a clear image of the Flash Goddess. Whoever this foe may have been, it would be unfortunate for them that they were going to be the vent to her rising anger.