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Sometimes Moving on Requires Explosions
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|Subject Post 1Subject: Sometimes Moving on Requires Explosions Tue Jun 15, 2021 5:55 pm|| |
Aspect of Loss
He'd spent some time on earth and sometimes wandering, it didn't quench that feeling. The feeling that those two personalities were causing him problems. His anger had been more intense lately, so a brilliant idea came to mind. He'd level this fortress one after another. Destroying them and all memories of the figure Nagato. Anything involving him would be buried just like the sands. The prison had been empty for some time, truthfully this place hadn't housed anything in likely years. It was a simple building where some magical cookie was needed. It was all nonsense, in the end, everything down to the bricks. His sister's smell and the rotten experiments that went on here. His veins pulsed with anger as his eyes glared downwards.
He remained stationary, his eyes closed as he felt the twitching in both of his hands. Memories of time spent here and there among other places. Subjected to experiments, flashbacks to times when the pain wasn't a memory. It was a reality that stepped in every second and moment. His sister and Nagato, those who'd use and throw away. The devotion was sickening when you examined it. The two before him, both were loyal dogs. William joined Nagato to spite Verathius, then it was just a disgusting continued cycle. His reiatsu began to bubble and crack around him, the air becoming hotter by the second. What would they do next, play pretend and go for some award show?
Here lays a giant piece of fucked up rubble. His eyes remained focused, thinking about Ashlei and Rose now. That bloodline, he wanted to erase it from this world. But no matter how he tried to get away from the mistakes those two made. He was trapped in an eternal pit, this suffering didn't go away. He shivered somewhat, feeling his skin crawl. His perquisa reaching out, brick by brick. Able to detect even the smallest flea. Detecting everything he could feasible, his radar on full alert. It didn't seem as though anyone would stop his destruction of these places. The removal of them from the desert, burnt out like ants by a magnifying glass.
He brought his hand towards his back, gripping the blade of his Zanpakuto. He brought his index finger to drag along the edge. He'd be imbuing his blood into this, making it a Grand Ray Cero. He slides his sword back causing a clicking noise. He brought both his palms together as though praying. Slowly parting them and giving way to a crimson orb, that rapidly began gaining more size. Smaller less defined ceros began forming around it. As they were consumed and pushed into this orb that continued to grow. What purpose did this all serve, it didn't give him a feeling of completion. If anything it made him feel different inside, conflicted. That was the key emotion that continued to baffle him. It made him angry with this conflicting emotion towards everything.
His blood swirled into the energy, creating expansive increases to the power it held. If not stopped this facility and others like it. Would be blown off the map, the chance was there for anyone who wished to contest his action. But he knew Rose wouldn't come, Tia had no reason to stop him. Certainly, others could manifest and play pretend like they were there. That they lived with the nightmares of someone else's life. But that would only fuel his anger, his desire for the final destruction of these places.
Ashlei's sick and twisted games needed to die.
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|Subject Post 2Subject: Re: Sometimes Moving on Requires Explosions Fri Jun 18, 2021 6:32 pm|| |
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All a woman wanted to do was be left alone to her devices. The world was a miserable place to be in, but staying consistent in her technology, cybernetics, training, and arts kept the likes of the ex-Primera Espada content as she had aquired the ruins of their old empire from the clutches of Shadow Fall. However, such good things could not last forever, eh? Someone moronic, brainless and downright retarded had to come waltzing into the den of a beast that could maul it's head off. So, with a rough grunt, it was time to investigate what brainlet of the day decided to pick a bone with her.
The grumbling of a deep, vicious energy ceased the assaults of Anastasius right in their tracks. Plums of cherry pink and crimson energy acted as a barrier to halt the progression of his explosive contempt as large sums of spiritual force summoned themselves in the area. All the while, sparks of bioelectricity continued to jolt around the male and the ground he stood upon. Indeed, this force should feel all but too familiar to him as a hooded woman stepped forth from the shadows of a corner and her vacant, cold stare greeted his own scarlet gaze. "Unless you want your little sister to make you look like a sissy, I'd recommend you leave this place."
In all of her six-foot-two stature, the woman loomed over the male as she had a raise of her own eyebrow at whatever the male intended to do here. So, as a consequence of making her have to put forth the effort to deal with some stooge rumbling around in her domain, the royal mischevang saw fit to deliver a hard, resolute punch to his gut with enough force to outright decimate this entire area. However, unlike him, she could control her power. And, by virtue of that skill, she wanted all that destructive force to make him hurl up a bit of vomit or blood. She didn't care which happened."I don't know what fucking grudge you have against me, and part of me doesn't care. I just know you better pack your shit up and not fuck with me today. It's not the day, brother."
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|Subject Post 3Subject: Re: Sometimes Moving on Requires Explosions Fri Jun 18, 2021 9:01 pm|| |
Aspect of Loss
The assault on his energy was quick, causing his arms to fall forward. Losing the large cero he'd been producing. It nagged at him like a tick biting him, why couldn't he escape this? Was he to be haunted by those two for the rest of his miserable life? His teeth clenched, anger bubbling as he felt his digits clench into fists. Emotion raw and vibrant covered the sands. His eyes stared at her with no hatred, but something else. His teeth clenched in anger, as he brought a hand up and slammed it into the ground. Causing an explosion of sand into the air, his breathing rose drastically as he began to speak. "WHY! WHY IS IT NO MATTER WHAT I DO, I AM HAUNTED BY THOSE TWO'S DAMNED FAMILY?!!"
He said angrily at the entire prospect, his words filled with venom. "Can you even fathom it, every godforsaken day, I sleep through memories of the abandonment issues and the damned experiments! "
He said his eyes going across the place he'd come to blow up. He'd been left at some damned ruins by Ashlei. No not him, Verathius the loyal twat. Why was it, even when being born new. He couldn't shake it, that loyalty and the nightmares those two personalities endured.
They slept through and basked in, he just wanted to erase it all. To burn away all evidence that those two haunted him. "No matter, what they did.....NO MATTER WHAT I DO! I just can't escape it...their eternal damned loyalty to you and her...I'm trapped in a fucking box. And if I ever meet the one who designed it, I will peel his skin like a bannana. "
His eyes held a fire in them, more emotion than Verathius or William had. This figure burned with anger and fire, he wanted closure of some sort. An ending to these damned delusions that this family gave a damn. "The worst part is, they were so damned loyal but the sisters of this fucking family. Wouldn't have given a single ounce of shit if they died. So this absurd feeling of loyalty in my breast to some people or fucking notion of family. That doesn't care about me or the beings it, tell me why...WHY ARE THEY SO FUCKING DEVOTED!!?? "
HIs chest rose and fell, he remained there kneeling in the dirt. No grand scheme or plans would matter, not while these ghosts haunted his waking and every step.
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