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The Tournament of Power wasn't supposed to mean anything for her.
Deciding the fate of a universe through a tournament? Who had enough power to pull that off, and why did they think enough people would actually show up, for it to happen? But the deities and stuff, all deciding to suddenly show up, made that completely pointless, trying to even argue against.
They did have the power, and there were people actually willing to show up for this kind of tournament. The 10 strongest, and she supposedly was one of them. A whole entire universe of people, and they decided that one of the ten strongest, had been her. It was a good laugh, knowing how she could care less about winning anything. She was a drifter, didn't have a proper home. Didn't always get to even sleep in a bed every night.
This Tournament of Power wasn't some sudden opportunity to change all of that. She never failed to make enough money to live where she had wanted to, and if she didn't, as if it was going to be a problem to steal if she didn't. It was a life of just fucking around, grabbing a drink whenever she felt like it. She had power, but anyone who thought it was the kind of power that would have put her on the list of the ten strongest, were kidding themselves.
There had to have been some tryhard around the same power as her, who could have done a better job. The school of the Lazy Swan, and what it even took for her to be considered a master in her own right, proved just as much. Having to just kill off some chick that was master before her, who wanted to kill her, in revenge for what it took for her to even get into the school. The loss of her brother and all that jazz, who she didn't care about in the slightest.
But who was she to argue against deities who were supposed to know better? She and her instructor had shared a few laughs, talked about the damn thing, and it was just agreed that they had the right person. The positives and stuff that was supposed to even come with being in a new universe, wasn't something that would have been hard to get into. She liked to talk a lot, and couldn't see the vibe being killed until later, when things got serious.
Maybe that was the problem here. She expected this other universe to be at least somewhat chill, but what did their arenas even have? The guy who was supposed to be leader, had a meathead chiming in like some kind of lackey. One who couldn't keep his mouth shut throughout the fight so far, going on about how great he was. From the feel of the guy's power, even now with all of the crap that had happened, dude didn't even come second to his leader.
He was probably just the 10th strongest in his universe, the spot just about anyone could have taken, if the deities probably hadn't half-assed their search, and really tried to find ten strongest. Someone else could have had her spot, but she doubted this universe could have done much better.
That Arlian had never really stopped giving them telepathic commands, being the leader and all for this universe, and in this arena. Having to be told to do this and that, she didn't really care about either, until they got screwed over by it, again and again. The blade the bug had charged up, could have so easily been their kill against that meathead. It wouldn't have been a loss at all, but not only did he freaking take an attack from one of those dogs, he now powered up from it too. Dude wouldn't die like he should have, and damn where everything was just going, knowing his teammates would do the same.
She had spoken back to that bug since so many of their own had started dying off like a bunch of flies, and even with the latest instruction being sent her way, she still didn't. The Din's flame continued bouncing off of her body, less of a roar than it had been earlier, and more of a dying flame.
She could so easily just die here and fuck everything over. Wasn't like it would have mattered, since this whole situation was just a whole week of binge drinking anyway. That stupid earring they had been given, and how it was supposed to change everything, she hadn't even want to go and use it.
It wasn't even with the idea that it should be saved for a second round, which sure as hell wasn't going to happen now. These tryhards had lost only one, but still hung their heads around like her universe was even giving them a challenge. The moment it was obvious the god of their universe, was less of a bitch than this one, it was just so obvious this universe was the losing team. How was this supposed to change anything? It was a joke to believe that.
But whatever. Fuck it. All that concentration she put in for her school's best attack, she had dropped again. Do this. Do that. They had already tried doing anything, and all it ended up doing was making them stop before it could even fire off. And she had no doubt at all this powered up meathead, was going to start actually screeching like a monkey now. God, he painted himself out to be a badass, when his leader could have swatted him like a fly.
Her body ached all over, and not even in a way that reminded her of the good kind. It was like gravity was fighting against her, as she even tried to put her hands over her face, releasing a stronger version of the technique she had used earlier, only without the kind of good spirit she had before.
It was a lame attempt to hide that she was the one with the other earring needed to fuse with the bug, but fuck it if the winning team couldn't have already guessed that she and the Arlian were the key players somehow. That stupid bug wanted the right side, so taking out the earring, she placed it on her left.
The bug could do most of the work, she didn't really care anymore.
Stamina 1/5 PL: (360,000) 7,200,000 -> 7,920,000/6,120,000 Din's Flame - Realizing their true strength, a Konatsian with a colossal amount of power can muster the strength of the flame goddess herself. When in this form, a Konatsian's physical mass is unchanged but they earn a fire-like, red and orange aura that rises off of their form. {170k+} [x20] Action: [PT-1] Power Bulking still active: The user bulks up their body, through the use of ki, forming muscle mass in certain parts of their arms and legs. [x2/-3]
Charge is dropped.
[ST-3] Solar Flare: The user places both their hands by their eyes and emits a powerful white light that blinds all those around them who are within a 10m area. [Non-Damaging stun - 100% PL]
For a PL of 6,120,000 within a 10m area, to hide putting on the earring.
Puts on potara earring to fuse for a coming PL of: 33,696,000
Demon Heart [x2], Mastered Power [x5], Makyo Star Power [x10], Full-fledged Demon [x11], Demon Lord [x17], Demon King [x23], Darkness Demon [x29], Hybrid Potential [x43]
Gravity Machine [x100G], Advanced Medical Machine,
Uchigatana, Senzu Bean, E. Dragon Radar
Everything seemed to be going marginally well... the Saiyan's attack did a severe number on the arena as a whole, and while Bernael did take a brunt of some of the attack on the one that went to the Bug woman, it seemed she entirely evaded it, making him the main one assaulted by the attack period. However, the attacks result in the rest of the arena were in no way an understatement in this case, as they did quite a number on all of the opponents, as unappreciated as it was for hitting his own opponent with it, it was a nice maneuver nonetheless.
But, it seemed that the other Demon in this arena was not so understanding of it, his own power had risen quite a lot over the last few moments of intense battle. The dog demon was mixed with quite a lot of negative energy it felt like... but as long as it was on their side for the survival of their entire Universe, he supposed it wasn't something he'd complain about till it was used outside of this place. However, these dark energies made him such a volatile time bomb that was just begging to go off at a moments notice, and it seemed to interrupt his battle was just the thing to cause this bomb to blow up on its own allies. This all came to a head as the dog-like demon would throw a massive ball of energy straight at their ally, causing the demon's eyes to go wide. "Wait, no!" he'd quickly turn Excalibur towards the orb, almost ready to fire it until he realized what he was doing, stopping himself in his tracks as his eyes would widen. He'd just be using up all of his energy... leaving himself wide open for that woman up above to blast him at full power while he was waiting to just get his energy back to even get Excalibur back. He'd grit his teeth, shaking his head. It was already too late for him to intervene anyhow, the groans of pain as the Saiyan was devoured and seemingly killed by his ally's massive gravity attack made it all let out a twinge of pain in the Hybrid's chest.
They were supposed to be working together, and while the Saiyan had done something a little dramatic, it was an extreme team-play tactic that any strategist would praise him greatly for. If Bernael felt the need to, he could have even fired Excalibur the moment his opponent's charge went down, aiming to cut her down right where she stood. It was too late for such thoughts now, however, as he'd turn his attention back towards his opponent for a brief second before he'd feel the Saiyan's power rise back up from zero! He was surely dead... or at least on the cusp of death without even a power level to feel any longer. However, the Saiyan's power would grow more... and more... he wasn't even taking a second to rest. And his target was the Dog Demon that had attacked him in the first place. "You two..." he'd grit his teeth a bit, realizing it was falling back down away from a four versus three and was becoming instead a two versus three if these two would focus on their own fight instead. However, it'd all come down to a further boil as the Saiyan's power would spike much farther than it did before. His body had grown back to a bulked up state, with long hair that seemed sort of odd and out of place for a transformation, but it's power was there nonetheless. But the worse part of this new form... it seemed that this beast of a Saiyan was entirely fallen to insanity, not even being able to say more than a single word to what he had put into his tunnel vision as his opponent.
His eyes would slowly glide to Cervez, who would appear to be his only ally left for the time being as the two would be the ones who had to mop up this mess. However, that surely meant the demon couldn't play around any further. He spent so much time trying to master his ki control over his innate power for a full year, and it was finally time to show the results of his training. His eyes would slowly glide back over to his opponent, who seemed to have dropped her charge again. However, she was making the same sort of hand movements, however much more pained than before, to use that sort of flashbang technique that he thought was a point-blank blast the first time around. That first time seeing that technique was a learning experience, but he'd have to put more effort into dodging as he felt her ki explode over the top to unleash this one. A massive cloud of dark energy would envelop his body as he let his demon energy pour out and boost his speed, quickly after imaging away and shielding his eyes to make sure the solar flare itself wouldn't actually blind him. This, of course, required him to entirely drop Excalibur, but that was fine for the time being, it'd actually give him a moment to push out more of his power.
With himself out of the range of the solar flare, he'd slowly look back towards his opponent, who had placed an Earring on her left ear, watching as her and the bug woman would be pulled together to create some sort of new beast entirely, it's power being something to rival even those in some of the other arena's. Were they even equipped to take care of this? Cervez and the Demon alone too... this would be far too much, he had to pull out his latent power right there and now. He'd click his tongue a bit softly, dropping back down to his base form before quickly powering up into his mastered power state. He'd feel his hybridized power flowing and stabilizing in him. This was his ticket... he'd just have to press this power to its limit. The key to greater heights for him wasn't by focusing on his demon half... it was finding a perfection between both halves.
He'd focus on that thought, his energy boiling inside of him as he'd try and find a perfect mix between his Demon and Human sides. He had already gone and mastered his innate ki control, able to be versatile and change his power within the midst of combat and use it effectively, but now it was time to push of the fruits of his training and become stronger. He didn't need the help of a further demonic form that his aunt used down in the depths of hell, he'd make his own power using his own blood! For so long down there he had been chasing after that enhanced form, but he just needed to dial it back and focus on the form he felt natural using, and push it out to its very limits.
The demon would flinch a bit hearing the Destruction Goddess of their universe yelling down towards their arena. If something wasn't done about this all soon... they'd all be in a heap of trouble. And he wanted to try and get into the middle of this fight in the first place to hopefully turn them in the right direction. It'd be morbid to win this tournament just to be erased by her anyways.
Seeing as he'd need a moment to actually pull out such a power from within himself, allowing his energy to leak out of his body in a white haze that'd cover him in a transparent cloud of energy as he'd fly over to the massive, uncontrollable Saiyan, feeling that he should start with him first. He didn't feel that his words would have any effect on him, but he'd have to try. "Yo, Saiyan." he'd slowly touch down slightly off to the side of the Saiyan so that he wasn't blocking his path to the other demon, not wanting to get trampled for just being there. "Your power... it's very impressive. I know you're angry at this guy for almost killing you... and I can understand that, he's our ally, so being betrayed like that must hurt a lot." his eyes would slowly glide to Heizen with a bit of a sad look on his face. He probably wasn't like this always... it was that corrupted energy floating around him that was pulling him to do this, it was such a shame. "Anyways, Saiyan... him being on our side is every reason why we need to stop this inward spat and save it for after this tournament. Taking each other out will just lower our odds of not having halo's over our head by the time we get out of here. Do you want that?" he'd slowly gesture towards the new fused fighter, not sure what to make of it just yet aside from their impressively large power that overshadowed even the Saiyan's new power. "That is the one you'll want to fight with all of that built up energy, don't you want a true test, to show that you are better than a fusion like that? After this is all said and done, you can take all the time in the universe to get back at that guy, but how will it matter if we're all erased? Or dead for that matter? Or hell the God of Destruction might just destroy us all after this anyway for fighting like this, you heard her, right?" he felt done talking with this one for now, not even sure if the brute would even hear him, clicking his tongue as he'd realize this was probably all just him talking at empty space. He didn't have the power to contest this monster if he decided to go after their ally further.
He'd let out a bit of a disheartened sigh, before looking towards Heizen next. "You might not have been able to see it, I understand your rage at his maneuver, I was a little upset when he fired at my opponent too. But he did something strategic... he assisted in stopping your opponent from charging an attack and distracting the clones, letting you charge further if you wished. It was actually strategic genius if I had to say. But... I get your aggression either way. But please, we've already had one person erased, if you two fight... and end up dying, how do you think those people in those stands, or back home, cheering you on will feel? Do you think they'll be happy you gave your life fighting your own teammates? Just think about it for a moment... oh, but still defend yourself... I don't know if this one even heard me." he'd point up into the crowd in that stands, not really sure which of those people the Demon brought with him. But he had announced himself as the Demon King, and as much of a mixed feeling that was for Bernael, it still showed this man was someone important. Bernael didn't bring his cousin here, so it was between Jarvis and this Dog Demon that it could be the case. He didn't want to pin it on either of them until he was sure, but that idea was still there. His finger would then point towards Carva again as he talked about defending himself. Maybe he could convince Heizen that infighting wasn't the best idea, but it wouldn't mean that he should just let himself get pummeled by the massive Saiyan.
His words to the two of them probably meant nothing in the end, just an empty sound that the two of them would hear and ignore due to him being a nuisance in their battle. It didn't mean he wouldn't want to try. Stamina: 2/5 Remaining Offensive / Defensive PL: [410,274 Base] - [9,436,302 Demon King] - [2,051,370 Mastered Power] Transformations Used:Half Breed Demonic King - Reigning over a large portion of the underworld, these demons are capable of such feats, that the lower Kais are afraid to even think of. They are beings coming right out of people's worst nightmares. Only a few selected demons had ever managed to achieve this status. {Requires Ki Suppression [S1]} {220k+} [x23 Half Breed] Hidden Power - Due to their genetics, the hybrid can tap into an extreme power surge whenever they are angered. It's like an outburst of ki energy that lasts for just a few seconds before they manage to master this potential. When they become stronger and learn to refine their ki energy, the hybrid can fully control this ability and tap into this power for longer periods of time and without the need of rage. Becomes Mastered Power {Requires Ki Suppression [S1] and 20k+} [x5] Bernael is slowly focusing on his power over the course of his turn after his dodge, pushing towards mastering his hybrid power further (Final Form) Techniques: (Free Action) Null (Stamina Action) [ST-2] [Demonic Movement]: Using a more sinister boost to his speed, Bernael will perform the Afterimage technique but at a higher speed, usually leaving behind a dark energy trail with the afterimage. [Tier 2 Dodge, 175%] PL Used For Techniques: 16,513,529 Dodge vs 6,120,000 Solar Flare to escape its effects Excalibur Dropped Tags:CarvaHeizen
Last Edit: Apr 14, 2018 13:45:52 GMT -5 by Bernael
Second Form [x4], Third Form [x8], True Form [x11]
Heavy Weighted Clothing (75%), Stick on third eye,
The Gold-plated Festive Dead-Ringer, House (30% Gains), x50 Grav Chamber
Dojo, Martial Arts School (x2)
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about Tundra
Tundra has many cons; incomplete form, technique, and anger, all of which somehow are his pros too.
Comely would stabilize himself, standing still as he continued to catch his breath, he’d look to the clones beside himself, visually reaffirming himself that they were unharmed. He’d shake his head, “what the hell was that?” He’d think to himself himself in a rhetorical manner, he’d bite his lip, eyes darting around the battlefield as he knelt down, allowing himself to catch his breath, if lowering his guard for a few seconds.
The Demon still stood, their fierce, disgusting energy lapping around their body, an upsetting constant, it seemed. Comely would not exit his crouch, but would place himself in a more defensive position, staring at the Demon, surveying his movements… The Demon seemed to be furious at the man who had launched the attack on himself, “What?..” Comely would think to himself, keeping a unbroken gaze onto the Demon as they shouted at the other being. Heizen seemed to be furious, Comely would back away from the Demon, taking small, cautious steps away.
Comely would be left stunned, and frankly, confused as the Demon unleashed some sort of, blackhole like attack? Only further enveloping into confusion as the Demon threw it not at him, but at the one who attacked him. Comely would be left speechless, before quickly realising that the Demon was blinded by rage, having seen him toss this blackhole-like attack at one of his comrades. Comely would grin widely, thinking that this would be trivial with the Demon targeting his own allies, going back into a crouch and watching them with a smile.
However, his eyes would dart once again, there was someone going to the other being, the one the Demon struck, he seemed to be trying to… Communicate, bring them out of their rages, Comely would sneer, he wouldn’t allow a chance to be taken from this nobody flapping their lips.
Each Comely clone would stand up, facing Bernael with a glare that could break through steel. One by one, they’d lift up each of their right hands, all of them coated with a sparking purple glow, they’d level their hands, pointing it at the Demon and systematically would release a surge of energy from their palms, forming into three individual rays of pink energy, directed at the being.
The first Comely would tilt their head, sending a telepathic message to the Demon.
{“You there, if you know what’s good for you, you won’t waste your breath on them, judging by their current states, I doubt it’ll do much anyways…
Regardless, I’ll gladly tear your throat out if you don't want to cooperate, and believe me, I’m very open to that alternative.”}
Stamina: (+1 to all, no Stamina Consuming techniques used.) 1: 2/5 2: 3/5 3: 3/5 Base PL: 310,000 Transformed PL: 3,100,000 (x30, Monster Form) (Split into Three) Monster Form [x30]: Unlocks at 250k. Much like the Crocolisk's True Form, the Monster form is an ugly sight. It is twice as big as the Crocolisk's True Form but 3x as powerful! Techniques Used: [PT-1] Tri-Form: The user can split into three identical duplicates to fight as a group. However, the user will need to equally split his power level for each duplicate. [Can split PL into 3 copies]
Comely remains still, trying to regain his energy.
Three Comely Clones send three basic ki-blasts at Bernael, combined for a PL of 1,860,000
CERVEZ'S BASE PL: 386,205 CERVEZ'S CURRENT PL: 11,972,355/8,496,510
GAIN BONUSES: Social - RoD - Anubian Racial |
PL MULTIPLIERS: x31/22
'Still charging my attack~' Cervez hummed to himself, though a harsh frown was firmly set upon his features as he observed the transformation happening in front of them between the two current powerhouses of Universe 7; the Saiyan Warrior Carva and the Demonic looking Canine known as Heizen. He could feel the tension getting denser and thicker as the two of them stared each other down, a bead of sweat trailing down the side of his face as he felt their power brush against his own and he had to admit that the Carva that he had killed before was an insect compared to the one before him now.
The frown changing to a surprised expression, quickly changing to a slightly scared one as the God of Destruction of Universe 7 screamed down at them, but more specifically at Heizen and Carva. The bead of sweat grew slightly bigger as he side-eyed the scaredly powerful GoD, though it wasn't enough to stop the small amount of desire that shone in his eyes; though if that was a desire for the Hakaishin herself or her power it would be hard to tell and Cervez would rather die than answer that question.
His Hakai was finally about to reach its apex, the toxic purple orb in the shape of an atom humming and thrumming with a large amount of power stored inside of it. He made a small noise of contentment before focusing on the trials ahead of him, making a small headcount and plan in his mind. 'So it's four against three of them, but Heizen and Carva seem like they want to duke it out between them so it's merely Bernael and me versus the other three... though considering what my dear God of Destruction screamed for everyone to hear, things are about to take a small turn for the worse.' He closed his eyes as he saw the motions of the Konatsian's hands, though he was fairly confident that with the distance between it even if he didn't close his eyes he'd have been fine, but better safe than sorry or whatever the saying was.
He gritted his teeth as a small feeling of dread pooled at the bottom of his stomach when he realized with Heizen, Carva and Bernael busy it meant that it was up to him to fight the new warrior that would form from their fusion. A determined fire began to burn in his eyes, if it was up to him then he'd do his utmost best to at least put up a fight against this femme fatale, though one thing kept circling his mind...
'What even is the fusion between an Arlian and a Konatsian? Whatever it is, it's bound to be powerful...'
TAGS: OOC NOTES: WC = 4528 — Stamina Pool = 4/5 > 1/5 — Offensive / Defensive PL = 11,972,355/8,496,510 — Transformations that have been used = Innate Power (x25P) - This is a truly blessed form of pure power rising near equal to a base Super Saiyan two. It is godly in nature as the creature begins to show their true roots. Their body loses the bulk of the previous forms however and even looks younger now. They have grown slim as well but their power is clearly nothing to truly laugh at any longer. — Techniques used with full description =
[ULTIMATE] HAKAI - Hakai is an abnormally strong technique with destructive properties. It works by channeling the user's Ki into a single point, usually the palm of their hand or in a malicious purple ball of energy, casting the surrounding area in a doom glow. It charges for 100% to a maximum of 400%. Regardless of PL, it will instantly administer a -2 Stamina Debuff for a maximum of two posts.
— Hakai is at 37,114,300 and charging.
Hakai Full Charge! 310% > 410% next turn.
— Racials and abilities being used
Creatures of Destruction - The Anubians being proudly great at destruction gain a 10% boost to their offensive attacks and a +2 to their offensive power level when they are attempting to destroy something in a rod or saga.
[BG][PT-1] Destructive Potential - The tip of the iceberg for the Destruction School. Once the user has the strength and the dominance over the destructive properties of their Ki they can begin to train the more advanced techniques. All Anubians can skip this stage since they already understand the meaning of Destruction but it's never too late to refine it to the next level. Mechanically it works by passively giving the user an x1 boost to their offensive attacks and giving most of their offensive techniques a purple-glow of destructive energy added to it as flavor.
[AD][PT-3] Soul of Destruction - The user will eventually master complete control over their Destructive Potential, enough to where they can use it to boost their bodies considerably to empower themselves. +x3/-x3 modifier and has no stamina cost. Cannot be stacked with Bulking nor Speed Bulking.
Demon Heart[x3]
Makyo Star[x10, C.]
Devil Trigger [x12]
Demon Lord [x18]
Demon King [x24]
Darkness Form [x30]
x1 Kurotatsu (Longsword), Sword of St. Nick
Mortos' Mansion (50%)
Dojo (25%), x2 MA School
x 1 Support Capsule
x 1 Kili Scanner (Advanced Scouter)
x 1 Senzu Bean (Demon Fruit)
x 1 Energy Capsule M (Kuroko)
x 1 Energy Capsule Z (Laezi)
x 1 Galactic Dragon Radar (Laezi)
Enhanced Spacepod (The Reaper), Enhanced Spacepod (The Blackbird)
Second in Command - Laezi [75%]
Special Squadron (Seid [75%], Kuroko [50%], Delphi [75%])
Baku [25%]
Everything was heightened. Everything was amplified. Pain. Anger. Sadness. Every negative emotion pouring into Heizen, amplifying his Ki in turn. Shaving off a small part of his lifeforce in exchange, but it was more than that. It had triggered a need, a desire. A murderous intent. But also something much deeper. Heizen’s humanity had shown up in glimpses throughout his life, especially around children. He had helped Suusao before the hybrid’s grand betrayal, he had been a real father figure to Nyxosa in her desperate need. He had even tried to fix the Demon Queen once gaining a glimpse, a brief look into her memories. Down at the core there had been small flickers of goodness and warmth inside the Demon King, traits to be used or exploited.
But this was the end of all that. This was where his heart surrendered to the darkness. Whatever small hope he had had for humanity had died. He hated the Saiyans. He hated the prejudice of lesser men brought on by so many towards him and his kind. He hated being hated without being really known. Bits of the Arena, debris from collapsing began to rise with the amplification of Heizen’s ki raising ever higher. This was a familiar sensation to him.
This was him transforming. Normally Heizen needed the Makyo Star to transform into this form.. But it would seem with his own rage and the breaking of his limits: he was learning to tap into his Makyo Star state on his own. The monstrous, nearly uncontrollable power that made him ten feet tall. The monster inside. His Darkness Demon State - the pinnacle of Demon Energy. To be able to tap into this power on his own - allowed him to reach its full potential. He was only a drop away from the Queen herself and all her power. He continued to leap by large bounds across an endless river of potential. From around him a large black dome of energy would surround him, the black ball mixed with red streaks burning inside signifying the transition. No matter how hard anyone tried they would not be able to stop the transformation. It was already underway. But with everything going on… it didn’t seem like there was anyone to stop it in the first place.
Just before the transformation completely swallowed him whole in the dome of solid darkness - Heizen saw the Saiyan nearly die from his dark gravity technique - the black hole overwhelming him and swallowing him whole. What rubbish. To be so damaged by Heizen when he wasn’t even trying. It was a pathetic showing unworthy of the Demon King’s attention. Where was all that power now? The perfect warrior race couldn’t even handle a half-assed black hole. Perhaps that said more about Heizen’s own power than the Saiyan’s, Heizen had to admit. That technique was one that impressed even Lord Caesar himself. Normally Heizen would respond to Carva’s veiled threats with a rather keen retort, or snide remark, or a rather forceful threat. But he was too overwhelmed in his own thoughts - as his own mind reminded him of all the pain he had endured.
He thought of the dreaded Mortos: the vision of the boy cursed to endure the curse of monstrosity for all eternity plaguing the Demon King’s mind. The endless struggle of his entire life thereafter: as he went from child to monster, growing through all these years struggling and fighting for his very survival in a world that hated him. He thought of his wretched slaver - Malokai. He thought of the Earthlings that had captured and experimented on him. He thought of the Hybrid who had rejected his kindness and tried to kill him. He thought of the Saiyan King who trampled all over him and shattered his pride. He thought of the coward who had taken a child hostage on Saiya. He thought of every injustice, every transgression, every act of war ever committed against him. He thought of Jarvis being erased before his very eyes.
Heizen and Jarvis shared a rather special bond. Beyond their lustful cravings there had been a more intimate form of friendship brewing underneath the surface. Both grew up as outcasts in a sense, left in the darkness only to have it fester inside and turn it into something they themselves could barely even recognize. They were the worst of the worst in most people’s eyes. They loved what they did, and they hated it at the same time. They simply knew no other way to be. Heizen had liked feeling someone he could truly empathize with. But that was gone. Jarvis was gone.
And now he had no one who truly understood him. Not even Nakiya ever could despite having access to his memories. Even in her darkest moments she never knew what it was like to feel your own ugliness, your own humanity stripped away from you as you were turned into something else. Your identity twisted and manipulated into what someone else desired for you. Now he was alone.
An immense low, primal roar echoed across the Void as a tremendous force began to arise inside of the dome of negative energy. The vague silhouette in the shadows was beginning to rise and grow from the six foot Demon into something much bigger, and much scarier. His mass began to grow considerably, his shoulders expanding and his body expanding as his height rose. One could hardly tell what was going on in there as he began the unholy transformation. The only thing that was visible now was rather indicative of the form’s effect.
The purple eyes that signified all loss of restraint, glowing with a vibrant glow through the thick dome of darkness. Heating up - the ball of energy would begin to turn a bright red around the edges - the area leaving everyone with a warm feeling as a white light flared. A purple aura surrounded the Demon King, as his build seemed much more primal. Now he was a true wolf Demon - kind of like Vulpeca before him (but much more powerful). The corruption of the Demon God’s Boon made his energy completely purple however, his skin and his eyes all of the corrupted hue. The power that emanated from him was exquisite. Substantially more powerful than his Demon King form.
But with it came a menacing anger.
“Do you really think you can kill ME? I am the Demon King, Lord Heizen! I don’t NEED anyone…
For I am the thing that lesser men fear..”
Little did he know at that very moment - he would be stunned by a blinding flash of light…
WC: 1108
Stamina: 2/5 - > 5/5 Transformed into Demon Overlord x 30 for the first time! (Naming it Darkness Demon) With the new transformation and the Villianous Mode - Heizen is officially overwhelmed with insane rage and anger (also stamina restored). Rule of Cooling being stunned by Serabi's Solar Flare. Heizen is stunned.
Heizen's new transformation PL is: 10,977,472/11,320,518
Base [x+1/x+0], Enrage [x2], Mastered Power [x5], Super Elemi [x13], Attuned Super Elemi [x20], Unleashed Super Elemi [x32/x24], Mastered Super Elemi [x35], True Elemental [x45], False God [x56/x55] True God [x60]
The moment Mospira put on the Earing, the found herself being pulled towards Serabi. Like two magnets of opposite polarities, they collided together. A blinding flash of purple light formed, which outlasted the blinding rays of light that Serabi had used for cover. The power level of the two had merged and shot up drastically. Whatever was going to come out of it would be a terrifying foe to deal with.
When the light faded away, the combatants of arena 3 would most likely be shocked. Standing there with her eyes closed was Serabi. She was still wearing the same clothes as before. Although if one took a closer look at her, there were some very obvious differences in her appearance. No doubt a result of fusing with the Arlian.
Serabi's hair was in the same style as before, but was now a vivid pink. She had two small plates sticking out from her shoulders that resembled Saiyan armor. Her skin had turned the same color as Mospira's, although little of her skin was actually showing.
Aside from her face and hands, what little that could seen past her clothing indicated that her body was covered by a carapace bristling with spikes, which were poking through her clothing in some areas. The only tattoo that remained visible was the one of the back of Serabi's left hand.
Yet it wasn’t Serabi anymore. At least not the one that universe 7 had come to know. The head was the most striking change of all. A retracted proboscis and the two antenna extending from her head that ended in sharp claws. All of it had shrunk in proportion to fit Serabi's body. The most striking physical change became clear once her eyes opened. Both of them were now compound eyes. It was as if Mospira had possessed Serabi.
The fusion raised their left hand, rotating it and examining it. She raised her sword with her right hand, tapping the hilt against her wrist a couple of times. The fusion tilted her head curiously as she was met with resistance.
“So this is what having an internal skeleton is like. It's so restricting: how does one even move properly with this? Having this Arlian physiology is rather jarring as well though.”
The fusion's voice was a perfect blend of Serabi mixed with Mospira's. They were already talking as though they were one being. The figure swiped at the air a couple of times with their sword experimentally, sliding their feet back and extending her arm backwards. She held that stance for a few seconds, her knees bent with her sword extending forward with the tip right next to her hip. The fusion seemed intent on testing their new body.
Satisfied with the result, the fusion looked off towards the other arena’s, a curious expression on her face. Combining with each other now meant that they shared each of their abilities and powers. Including ones that Serabi and Mospira probably didn't expect to get.
“Now it all makes sense. We’ve been underestimating universe 7 this entire time. Their ki is superior to ours on average. It's impossible to tell what's going on in arena 1 right now. Still, this explains quite a bit.”
And yet even as she said this, there was still one thing that didn’t make any sense to the fusion. How were these fighters able to evolve so quickly in the middle of a fight. The demon’s power had suddenly shot up after building up energy. The Saiyan creature was even more troubling though. Not only did he tank that attack and survive, but it only seemed to make him stronger. He had healed himself and had taken on a new form. <Is this something that all the fighters of Universe 7 are capable of? Every time they’re pushed to the brink they seem to adapt by obtaining new levels of power. If the other two fighters are anything like that, then a prolonged fight will only fare poorly for us.>
That was a concern moving forward, despite the massive power increase. If any more of the universe 7 fighters obtained a new form in the middle of the battle, it could spell disaster depending on when it happened. There really was no time to waste. The fusion looked up at Cervez, standing up straight and handling their sword down at their side. The antena slowly moved around, inspecting the environment around them. The fusion looked very composed. And why shouldn't they? They were vastly superior to everyone else in their arena.
“We’ve been selling you short this entire time. We figured that we could defeat you while saving our trump card for the next round. But you’ve pushed us harder than we expected you to. Forcing us to fuse this early is no small feat. Feel proud of that achievement and savor the satisfaction you got from this. For it will be the last time you experience any happiness.”
The fusion twirled their sword around before pointing it at Cervez. He in particular would end up paying for this. If he had just fallen out with Kyouka, Mospira wouldn't have had to resort to her trump card. She was sure they would have been able to deal with Carva’s transformation on their own, given the circumstances. The Anubian remaining in play completely ruined any chance of making it to the next round without having to use the gift the Kai had bestowed upon them.
“Our name is Spirabi. We’ll show you how meaningless all your efforts were. You never had a chance to begin with. Now then, despair as we obliterate your universe. That is all you can do now.”
Part of the back of the leather jacket Spirabi was wearing ripped open. A pair of smaller wings had pushed their way through the material as they opened up. They flapped rapidly, causing a high pitched buzzing to fill the air. An invisible soundwave made its way towards the Anubian. Spirabi was intending on interrupting his powerful attack at the very least.
Spriabi waiting, watching to see how the Anubian would react to the attack. Regardless of whether or not it hit her, she made her next move immediately after the attack had faded away. In a flash, the fusion was gone. In that split second, she appeared to the side of Anubian. Spirabi swiped her sword at as his mid section with her blade. As she flew on past Cervez Spirabi contacted Comely in his mind.
<Why are you still split up? You’ll become a appealing target if that Saiyan decides to use that attack again. Reform and keep at least one of them off of me.>
Spirabi skid to a halt 10 feet away from Cervez. Honestly, Comely was getting on her nerves. He had barely managed to do anything against his first opponent, despite being superior in strength to him. The only use he had at the moment was the telepathic link he had set up. Now she was going to have to clean up the mess her team had left her. Spirabi folded her wings inward, leaping towards Cervez to engage him further at close range again. The real battle for Arena 3 was now underway.
[WC=1,230] [TWC=5,760]
Mospira and Serabi fuse, forming Spirabi. Their starting power level is 702,000, and their stamina and health is at max, since a new being was formed.
They immediately assume their King/Queen Coronation form: An Arlian that reaches the top of their evolution have their energy color turned golden and his body gains a deep crimson color. This stage is know to legends only, it's power too compared only to legends. The progenitor of the Arlian race was the only know to reach this level.
Their transformation gives them a 48x multiplier, putting Spirabi at 33,696,000 PL.
Spirabi telepathically communicates with Comely.
Spirabi uses [ST-1] Arlian Tuning
Spirabi vibrates her wings rapidly, creating a “song” of high pitch. It causes ringing in her opponents ears, causing them pain.
50% non-damaging Pain of 16,848,000 headed towards Cervez.
Spirabi also slashes st Cervez with a melee strike. 6,739,200 damage is headed towards the Anubian.
Stamina: 5/5 > 4/5
Mospira telepathically communicates with Comely and Serabi.
Racials and abilities being used
Dusty Wings - Female Arlians posses a kind of strange dust that they can spread on air with their wings, the dust has a similar color to the Arlian and helps conceal, making harder to hit the Arlian. Effectively has an additional 10% to dodge.
What is the measure of a Saiya-jin? Is it the times he gets knocked down just to get back up? Is it the pride he feels as a warrior and in his race, a warrior race known for being destroyers? What makes a Saiya-jin a Saiya-jin? In the case of one Carva LePumpka, it was his pride and his rage.
His ears picked up the yelling of Lagerus, and he even cut his eyes to the God of Destruction for a split second before moving back to the transforming dog before him. His jaw clenched tightly was followed by the sound of grinding teeth as he stepped forward, his long blonde hair whipping in the wind created by Heizen's aura. Flames would appear in each footstep, an overage of power creating this effect. The God of Destruction’s words fell on deaf ears. Carva was going to get his kill whether it meant upsetting her or not, his pupiless eyes devoid of fear or concern.
What the Hell was this? More talking? There was that other demon who was present, Bernael, with whom Carva was unfamiliar with. He stopped in his tracks, aura blazing with the heat of a small sun. He simply tilted his head as the man spoke to him, his eyes never leaving Heizen. Summoning up a bit of restraint to issue a warning, he'd speak in a booming voice. “...shut up and stay out of my way.” he'd growl, his eyes quivering with rage.
His hands would glow with green energy as his power began to spike. His field of vision was clouded in blackness. All he saw was the Demon King. All he heard now was the taunting of the warrior, saying that lesser men fear him. Carva's vein would expose itself, popping up from his forehead as this comment would be made. "...you talk too much."
He stopped and examined Heizen, everyone's words sounding like garbled gibberish to him. His power had indeed increased greatly. But seeing the man's...the monster's eyes...it would bring Carva to a halt. He'd see that something wasn't right. He'd see that the dog wasn't fighting at his full potential by the point. He wasn't moving. He was an easy target. Carva's chest began to rise and fall as his rage intensified, his eyes blazing with fire. He'd raise his hand up slowly, the corner of his lips curling upward as he tilted his head back to the side. “...so easy.”
"Too easy..." he'd sneer, his eyes narrowing as he remembered seeing a flash of light. It reminded him of a technique Cress had used against him...and while he couldn't pinpoint exactly who it was, his Saiya-jin Pride would make him even angrier. He wanted the Demon King at his best! What sort of bullshit was this...
Suddenly...his attention would turn toward the direction of the light which had so recently blinded his target. Gritting his teeth, his lips parted, sharpened canines gleaming in the light of his own attack. Suddenly, he'd yell out in a thunderous cry. “...HE'S MINE, YOU STUPID BITCH!” while pumping both arms like pistons, firing off a barrage of ki blasts at the newly fused Spirabi.
We don't know what makes a Saiya-jin, but we learn one thing...don't fuck with his kill!Wc: 552
An enraged Carva protects his kill (by his logic) by throwing off a massive barrage of green ki blasts! This is mostly just a warning. One wrong move can warrant an attack. 3,399,908PL headed at Spirabi!
Demon Heart [x2], Mastered Power [x5], Makyo Star Power [x10], Full-fledged Demon [x11], Demon Lord [x17], Demon King [x23], Darkness Demon [x29], Hybrid Potential [x43]
Gravity Machine [x100G], Advanced Medical Machine,
Uchigatana, Senzu Bean, E. Dragon Radar
The Demon would blink a bit up at the Saiyan as he was shut down almost immediately, the other Demon also powering up immensely. The two of them had gotten so much stronger all of a sudden, and all for the purpose of killing one another... it was a shame. "I didn't expect much more than that, sadly. I won't bother any further." he'd mumble to himself before looking off towards the group of three monstrosities that were talking telepathically to him, or at least one of them was. But that wasn't the main part of his problems, as all three of them would fire very basic ki blasts towards him. While they were sort of unthreatening, he was vastly powered down compared to the form that could take them all on. He'd wave his hand a bit to dismiss them all, the blasts all colliding with the space around him, leaving him in a massive gust of smoke.
That's what it would appear, anyway, as he'd appear a small bit away, entirely unharmed. He had to use some of his precious ki to use the afterimage technique, he just had to hope that it wouldn't go to waste. The demon would turn towards the group of three, a smirk forming on his face. "Trust me, I'm done. So I'll cooperate." he'd look off and away, highly doubting that the group of three monstrosities would actually let him off the hook just because he cooperated like they said. "I... honestly forgot you were here. I thought it'd be me and the other guy against the fusion while these two duked it out. But I guess you want me to fight you now that your fight is less interested in you?" he'd speak a bit coldly to the Crocolisk. The cold fact of the matter was... his actual opponent abandoned him for the massive Saiyan, it was actually quite saddening.
All of this talking was, of course, just a stall for time as his power would culminate itself inside of him, sparks of white electricity bouncing on his body as his two halves tried to push in on one another. This entire time he had been focusing on his demonic half, pushing towards the power that came more naturally to him in his times of desire like on the lookout, sparring with Jarvis when they first met after his demise, and lastly wanting to impress his father. After that point, his power stopped culminating itself, apart from when he fully mastered his Demon King mode within the hyperbolic time chamber to make its power skyrocket. But, he never got ahold of that further power that his Aunt, and now seemingly this new dog demon had pulled off. That was a pointless endeavor, however, as while it was power, it corrupted him deeply each time he fell into using it more and more. This time the demon boy wanted to perfect the one power that he considered his own and held deeply as his true self. His hybrid potential was stronger than ever, and he just needed to push it through and beyond each one of those forms.
As the white electricity kept bouncing on and off of his skin, his power would suddenly rocket up towards something that resembled his Full-Fledged Demon state. 'It's working... but how far can I take it?' was all his mind would focus on as his power went up to that point. It wasn't enough, he'd still be better off focusing on using his Demon King state over this. His struggles would slowly fall, however, into a more calm note as he'd open his eyes and just let out a soft breath. His power laying on top of itself again as it'd shoot up to something that closely resembled the Demonic Lord state. Despite this, his body still looked normal, with his white aura dancing around him with electricity flying off of him in every direction. 'I... can go further.. I have to...' he'd keep rolling that thought through his mind as he pushed outwards. He'd look over at his possible new opponents, not even offering an attack back at them as he'd just narrow his eyes. He hoped that they wouldn't just attack right away, but he probably wouldn't be that lucky. "So... I guess it's up to you three if you want to go back to attacking your prey, or if you really want to start trouble with me." he'd speak out to one of the Comely's, doing his best to ignore the words spoken by the fused fighter. He didn't want to worry for now... he wasn't ready. Stamina: 1/5 Remaining Offensive / Defensive PL: [410,274 Base] - [2,051,370 Mastered Power] - [4,513,014 (FFD)] - [6,974,658 (DL)] Transformations Used:Hidden Power - Due to their genetics, the hybrid can tap into an extreme power surge whenever they are angered. It's like an outburst of ki energy that lasts for just a few seconds before they manage to master this potential. When they become stronger and learn to refine their ki energy, the hybrid can fully control this ability and tap into this power for longer periods of time and without the need of rage. Becomes Mastered Power {Requires Ki Suppression [S1] and 20k+} [x5] Half Breed Full-fledged Demon - When they are recognized by their peers as a true demon, the influence of Hell takes over their hearts and allows the demon to tap into a fearsome power that could rival many of the legendary warriors of the universe. {90k+} [x11 Half Breed] (Flavored as Enhancing Hidden Power with ST-1 Shapeshifting if mechanics side needed) Half Breed Demonic Lord - Ascending further beyond, the influence of the demons power is capable of reaching other realms. They are the lords of their kind and some of them even command legions of minions that will give their life to their demonical lord. His power is feared, and fear is good. {160k+} [x17 Half Breed] (Flavored as Further Enhancing Hidden Power with ST-1 Shapeshifting if mechanics side needed) Bernael continues to focus on his power over the course of his turn after his dodge, pushing towards mastering his hybrid power further (Final Form) Techniques: (Free Action) Null (Stamina Action) [ST-1] [Zanzoken]: A technique that allows the user to move so swiftly that it leaves behind an image of the user even though they aren't there anymore. For the first stage of this skill, it is a singular image left behind, and it stays in one spot doing nothing. [Tier 1 Dodge, 100%] PL Used For Techniques: 2,051,370 Dodge vs 1,860,000 Basic Ki Blasts to escape Tags:TundraCarva
Last Edit: Apr 25, 2018 15:50:32 GMT -5 by Bernael
Second Form [x4], Third Form [x8], True Form [x11]
Heavy Weighted Clothing (75%), Stick on third eye,
The Gold-plated Festive Dead-Ringer, House (30% Gains), x50 Grav Chamber
Dojo, Martial Arts School (x2)
CHARACTER SHEET
APPLICATION
TRACKER
[M-AD] Kold Elite School
about Tundra
Tundra has many cons; incomplete form, technique, and anger, all of which somehow are his pros too.
He was focusing his attention on the other Demon, yes, Bernael, but he’d be left without a word in his mouth once he saw Serabi and Mospira fuse into some sort of super warrior, their new power level alone was more than enough to cause him to lose focus on everything else. Though he’d be brought back to reality and the current moment as soon as the newly formed “Spirabi” dashed by him, sending a telepathic message to recombine. He’d still be flabbergasted, though after a needed delay, the words would finally be processed, Comely sending another message back at Spirabi. {“R-Right… Right… Yep! Right!”}
Comely would pause, shaking his head as he regained his bearings, the fusion definitely caught him off-guard, and their power, by zeno it was colossal!..
...While he wasn’t making a good effort to hide it, he really hoped no-one noticed just how astonished he was. Regardless, he had to return to the task at hand, his clones would suddenly turn transparent, floating ethereally through the air to the original Comely, soaking into his body as their power was reclaimed. His eyes would dash to Bernael, hearing the half-demon begining to speak. “Huhmh.” Comely would mutter out in response to the demon telling Comely that he’d cooperate. Frankly, he didn’t expect him to do so, at least without some sort of quip.
“ "I... honestly forgot you were here. I thought it'd be me and the other guy against the fusion while these two duked it out. But I guess you want me to fight you now that your fight is less interested in you?" “
Okay, it didn’t matter if that quip was intentionally meant to insult him or not, it, pissed, Comely, off. “You forgot I was here?! You- You FORGOT?” Comely’s teeth would be grit and visible, his ugly, crooked teeth displayed as his voice bellowed out, “HOW DO YOU JUST FORGET SOMEONE’S PRESENCE?- AND I-” Comely would pause, closing his eyes, and taking a deep breath, “Honestly, I was intending on letting you run aloof, you didn’t seem to be too much of a threat, but now, my stance on that has changed, and no, it isn’t because my fight is less interested in me.”
Comely would smile, cocking his head back, “You did cooperate, so I won’t tear your throat out.”
Suddenly, the smile would shift into a vicious grin as his head jerked forward, his eyes shooting daggers into Bernael's pupils, “Instead, I’ll just rip your head straight from your torso… Soooo... Yes, I do want to start trouble with you.”
Dust would kick up around Comely’s heels as he suddenly broke out into a charge, the rapid pitter-patter of his feet as he dashed across the Kachi Katchin arena ground. Comely would throw his arm behind him as he continued rushing, an orb of energy collecting and pooling in his palm before he stopped, sliding across the ground as he shifted his weight and threw the orb at Bernael, it soaring through the air like a fierce glowing bullet on a collision course to the Half-Demon’s chest.
Stamina: 4/5 (Recombined, +1 Stamina, no stamina consuming techniques used) Base PL: 310,000 Transformed PL: 9,300,000 (x30, Monster Form) Monster Form [x30]: Unlocks at 250k. Much like the Crocolisk's True Form, the Monster form is an ugly sight. It is twice as big as the Crocolisk's True Form but 3x as powerful! Techniques Used: [PT-1] Tri-Form: The user can split into three identical duplicates to fight as a group. However, the user will need to equally split his power level for each duplicate. [Can split PL into 3 copies]
Mastered Forms: Super Saiyan [x16], Super Saiyan 2 [x32], Super Saiyan 3 [x46]
Mastered God Forms: Super Saiyan God [x56], Super Saiyan Blue [x60]
Afterlife: Makaioken [x2-x10]
Advanced Scouter (Red), Perfect Medical Machine,
Training Dojo, Martial Arts School,
Palace of the King (Estate 75%)
Planet Yasai
Mothership (Star Javelin) +x2 Cargo Bay Adjustment
E.S. (Heaven's Arrow) +x2 Cargo Bay + Stealth
E.S. (Brave Vesperia) +x2 Cargo Bay + Stealth
CERVEZ'S BASE PL: 386,205 CERVEZ'S CURRENT PL: 11,972,355/8,496,510
GAIN BONUSES: Social - RoD - Anubian Racial |
PL MULTIPLIERS: x31/22
Powerful didn't even begin to describe the Fusion between Serabi and Mospira.
Shocked almost into gobsmacked silence, Cervez couldn't do anything but stand there, the Hakai Genki sphere hovering over his hand as a cold bead of sweat slid down the side of his face. The Anubian felt a small lump from inside his throat which he gulped forcibly down, his lips peeling into a snarl as feelings of apprehension and hesitation settled deep within the pit of his stomach. 'This is bad, really bad. I knew that the fusion would have been strong, but this is almost ridiculously strong!' The newly formed warrior was stronger than any of them put together, at least stronger than him and Bernael, the only way they'd have a chance would be if the two of them were to fight Spirabi at the same time, and that still would be quite the harsh endeavor for the two of them.
Perhaps if Carva and Heizen were to join forces and help them out, they would stand a chance but as it stood the two warriors were in no position to be reasoned with. Not when Heizen's newly transformed state reeking of nothing but malice and the desire to kill and Carva being a literal Berserker at the moment.
No, with the way things were going, it all came down to the wire now between him and Bernael so long as he could deal with his opponent swiftly. The mind link between the lot of them was still there at the back of his mind, even with Heizen's current state, so before it could be cut or hampered with the Anubian send a swift message to the Demonic Human; the Fused Warrior's voice still talking at the back of his mind. 'Bernael, deal with your opponent as fast as you can, don't even play with your food. I don't think I'll be able to stall this new Warrior all by myself while Carva and Heizen duke it out...'
It was just when the message was delivered that his senses heard the most bone-chilling noise in his entire existence. An all-encompassing pain began to spread through his entire body, starting from the top of his ears and working down until he couldn't even think straight. His hands came up to try and block the noise, and through the muffled sounds he could hear his own scream of pain against the ringing noise. With his focus broken, his powerful Hakai broke apart into energy particles that scattered across the World of Void, and then he roared as white-hot pain sliced against his mid-section.
Unfocused eyes opened blearily, the Anubian huffing for breath as a hand came up to touch the clean bloody gash across his mid-section, crimson liquid spilling between his fingers and splattering down the arena floor as he observed the severity of his injury. It wasn't life-threatening by any means, but it would hamper him in battle if he took more hits in that area, or if he made the cut worse by making it bigger.
At least his organs wouldn't spill out from his stomach as the cut wasn't deep enough to do so, yet the thought didn't help assuage his worries as he looked back at the fused warrior with a glare, cracking a sneer even through the pain he was feeling. "You speak like you suddenly won the tournament." He stated to Spirabi, wincing as he gave a cough, the Anubian applying a bit more pressure against his side. "As far as I see it, and feeling; we're winning by a long shot."
Shaking the pain away, filtering it at the back of his mind with the ease of someone that has battled countless times, the jackal being fell into a battle stance, staring at the fused warrior with narrowed eyes. "Compared to Cornatto, Nasu or Komatsu, you're merely a gnat under their powerful might. So whatever pleasure you will feel at 'showing us how meaningless our efforts were' you better savor it..." He felt a condescending smirk tug at his lips, chuckling a little bit. "Because you won't feel much of anything else when we obliterate your Universe." Was it smart to rile up an opponent far powerful than oneself? No, it wasn't, but Cervez couldn't help himself, really.
He was always a bit of a smartass.
TAGS: TominaBernael @rukia OOC NOTES: WC = 5283 — Stamina Pool = 4/5 -> 5/5 — Offensive / Defensive PL = 11,972,355/8,496,510 — Transformations that have been used = Innate Power (x25P) - This is a truly blessed form of pure power rising near equal to a base Super Saiyan two. It is godly in nature as the creature begins to show their true roots. Their body loses the bulk of the previous forms however and even looks younger now. They have grown slim as well but their power is clearly nothing to truly laugh at any longer. — Techniques used with full description =
— Hakai was disrupted and Cervez took the full damage of Spirabi's attack!
— Racials and abilities being used
Creatures of Destruction - The Anubians being proudly great at destruction gain a 10% boost to their offensive attacks and a +2 to their offensive power level when they are attempting to destroy something in a rod or saga.
[BG][PT-1] Destructive Potential - The tip of the iceberg for the Destruction School. Once the user has the strength and the dominance over the destructive properties of their Ki they can begin to train the more advanced techniques. All Anubians can skip this stage since they already understand the meaning of Destruction but it's never too late to refine it to the next level. Mechanically it works by passively giving the user an x1 boost to their offensive attacks and giving most of their offensive techniques a purple-glow of destructive energy added to it as flavor.
[AD][PT-3] Soul of Destruction - The user will eventually master complete control over their Destructive Potential, enough to where they can use it to boost their bodies considerably to empower themselves. +x3/-x3 modifier and has no stamina cost. Cannot be stacked with Bulking nor Speed Bulking.
Demon Heart[x3]
Makyo Star[x10, C.]
Devil Trigger [x12]
Demon Lord [x18]
Demon King [x24]
Darkness Form [x30]
x1 Kurotatsu (Longsword), Sword of St. Nick
Mortos' Mansion (50%)
Dojo (25%), x2 MA School
x 1 Support Capsule
x 1 Kili Scanner (Advanced Scouter)
x 1 Senzu Bean (Demon Fruit)
x 1 Energy Capsule M (Kuroko)
x 1 Energy Capsule Z (Laezi)
x 1 Galactic Dragon Radar (Laezi)
Enhanced Spacepod (The Reaper), Enhanced Spacepod (The Blackbird)
Second in Command - Laezi [75%]
Special Squadron (Seid [75%], Kuroko [50%], Delphi [75%])
Baku [25%]
Heizen tightly clutched his eyes as he suffered the intense glare of that solar flare. His retina absorbing a forceful stimulus and causing him indescribable agony. He could barely respond to anyone or anything as he simply focused on the pain. He could feel it begin to lessen...but it was so intense that he could barely focus on the fight or his enemies. He simply growled, a fierce howl emerging from the Demon King as everything inside of him wanted to kill nearly every single person there. The rage of this new form was overwhelming, especially coupled with the Demon God's energy...
“Do not worry Saiyan.. I will come for you soon enough… and don’t you forget about me either, you stupid beast,” addressing Comely. “I’m not done with you either. I’ll drag the both of you to your spectacular ends..,” he would say, as he began to pull his hands from his eyes. He was almost ready now… He just needed a little more time. And then he would begin the grand show of killing them both in the most humiliating fashion imaginable. He would drag both of them down to Hell with him. Whatever it took, whatever sacrifice he had to make in order for it to happen..
He was ready for it all.
WC: 217
Stamina: 5/5
Performed no actions this turn due to stun. Merely addressed Carva and Tundra (Comely) with words, claiming he's focusing on both of them at the same time.
He is considered recovered in the subsequent turn though and will be able to respond to things next turn. So keep that in mind.
Not enough to really kick her away from her lowered mood, but it sure as hell was trying. She hadn't really bothered fighting against the feeling of the Arlian being so close to her, in the kind of way where what she had saw, she could have easily end up believing these memories were her own.
But it was all just messing with her head, and things still didn't really change around here, even with what power they were given. These tryhards were still more than able of dodging an attack either of them could send, but not really try with. Going for something serious, would be different, but a waste.
That one demon still hadn't even entered his best transformation, though it sure felt like he was trying to get there. No one from the other arenas on their side, still managed to even die. It was still only this side, again and again. Just what was it going to take, to kill another one of these guys off?
This fused body had practically moved on its own, in more than just blabbing its mouth. And it was talking so properly too. What it said weren't lies though. This new body was as rough as she had thought, when she had first saw the Arlian. So tight and compact in a way it'd take some getting used to.
But looking around with these new eyes in the first place, she could see why there was a part of them that believed it wouldn't be hard either. The bug was already used to seeing things so clearly, and while she wasn't, the way they were already moving goes to show she didn't really have to do anything right now. Some of the stuff being said was sure as hell annoying, but she didn't really care enough to go fight against what was being said either.
Underestimating the other universe was just all that Arlian's thoughts. Even with their combined power, she still couldn't see them take down more than one of these guys, and that was with the idea they would even get lucky enough to. All of those transformations they had busted out, was just getting started, and it was going to take more than being double their power, to even accomplish anything. But she wanted them to die for sure, that much they could agree.
You're an idiot for even thinking what they even showed was their best. I've got some tricks for them too, but I doubt it's going to see any light, if that meathead has anything to say about it.
The thoughts of that bug she could hear, within this mess that was their mind, trying to make out what she and the Arlian had, was something that had always been their own experiences. But it was stuff like that, she could at least put in the bare effort of going against it. They were meant to lose.
Why else would they be in a position where the other side only had one loss? This was a tourney for crying out loud. These guys would have already been knocked out if they were fighting against one. But these guys were just holding their heads so high, like they were down to only two people.
Even with that thought, they still managed not to give away that a win would be difficult, with just a few changes from these guys. It was the bug who was talking completely, going on about how this whole fusion thing was going to be a secret, and the idea that there even would be a next round at all.
No. It didn't take long at all to have doubts about how long this whole tournament was even going to last. You had to be kidding to think a universe with only one loss, was somehow going to end up doubling what they had already suffered in number. Ha. It pissed her off, but so what? Like that mattered, right?
One of the dogs capturing their attention, and being their target, she understood the reason completely. She couldn't hate the mutt as much as that meathead who kept avoiding death, but he was a problem in all this. Kyouka had ringed out practically for nothing right about now, and it was only Comely that had even surprised her. He was the only one that could help out with the idea they even had a chance to kill one of these guys in the first place.
And it was going to be so brutal when it had happened. She could see it in their mind, the idea of putting even this dog's head between their sword, like it was some kind of pike. Stabbed over and over, or at least would, if it could have really been afforded. Sad to say, it'd be too early for victory.
The movements that had came next, it was she who had decided to brace the attacks that meathead sent trying to give a warning. Somehow, even while he was pissed, he was still able to get an attack on the right person. She doubted it would last, and that it must have been luck, but it was still hella annoying.
The bug had easily been able to hit the dog, but it was because of all that talk, was she not surprised to hear him run his mouth. Rattling off names she could care less about, though it was pretty obvious one of them must have been the Saiyan with the scar. Yeah, big surprise that were stronger people.
"No shit, sherlock. Keep rattling off their names while you stand there getting hit by us."
It had only been a couple of slashes from the Arlian's doing, their wings beating around as they landed to respond to the dog, but it had been her who dived forward in the same way again, using his pain and the attacks coming from that oaf to slash at him some more with their sword. He wouldn't die by it, but it wouldn't matter. His teammates being busy with each other, and Comely dealing with that demon, was going to make it easy to keep attacking this mutt.
The dog would have died if that bug used something more damaging.
Stamina 5/5 +1 from no stamina action. PL: (702,000) 33,696,000 PL 2/8 of Fusion Time. Queen Coronation form [x48]: An Arlian that reaches the top of their evolution have their energy color turned golden and his body gains a deep crimson color. This stage is know to legends only, it's power too compared only to legends. The progenitor of the Arlian race was the only know to reach this level.
Actions: Spirabi was fast enough to deal a stun and melee to Cervez. But because of that, Cervez suffers 849,977 friendly fire from Carva's attacks.
Spirabi takes Carva's attacks and brushes it off, then does another melee damage at Cervez for a PL of 6,739,200, using their sword.
Two voices. So many voices around him, yet he could only hear the two within. The monsterous manifestion of rage within him argued with the good soldier living within his psyche. It was alot to take in. It was a Legendary power not seen for hundreds of years, and Carva found himself struggling to control it. It was a great strength he'd found, and it'd been there the while time. All it took was death and pain to unleash it.
The world around him grinded to a halt, his pitiless eyes staring down at his massive fists clenched before him. There was a bit of astonishment in his eyes as he stood there, every fiber of his being trying to hold it together.
On the one hand, there was the split up Comely who'd still not brought himself back into a single being. What a miserable being using such a miserable technique. Carva simply narrowed his eyes into slits. For the most part, he ignored the crocolisk, for in his mind the man was useless garbage.
"Erased. Noone to tell our story. Noone to spread the legend, no me. No you."
"...." he'd thought of those words when Cervez mentioned his King's name. He wasn't huge on logic at the moment, it wasn't his strong suit...but...what good would killing this canine do if noone would know he did it? What good would it be? They'd all be gone anyway.
Yet, it clawed at him like a demon raring to come out and destroy everything in it's path. This demon, he suspected, was one of those who'd burned his home to the ground. That feeling of hate. That feeling of vengeance...it burned within him, fueling this incredible strength he now embodied. He couldn't let it go. He tried, his body shaking like a leaf and those who looked closely saw the sparkle of a tear in his eye.
He couldn't let this go any longer. This may be his only chance for revenge if this was indeed the last battle he'd ever see. This may be his final chance if the Demon King was indeed involved in the destruction of so many of his people and his home.
Debris would rise around him, sparks jumping from his hands. The Embodiment of Rage stood strong, his eyes focused on the object of his hatred. Tears streaming down his face, he shook uncontrollably, his aura blazing wildly. It burned. "Stupid Beast". "Don't forget about me."
Those words would play over and over in his mind as his eyes would go wide, his hands drawn to his side with a brilliant emerald light seeping through his fingers. And suddenly...silence...before..."NOW YOU DIE!!! IN THE NAME OF SAIYA, I SEND YOU TO HELL!"
The torrent of destructive energy exploded forth from his hands, speeding toward Heizen with the force of a hurricane. All that rage. All of that hatred, it drove the beam forward like a thousand wild horses.
He had every single intention of killing his own teammate. Leaving him a pile of ashes.WC: 515
Using 2 Warrior's Spirits to add 20% to next attack.
[BG][PT]Focused Hatred: +×2/-x1 PLTarget: Heizen
Bulked PL: 17,828,789/16,584,920
[ULT]Gigantic Omega
Description: The Ultimate attack of the users of the Legendary Arts. To begin charging this attack, the use cups his hands in front of him and then draws them to his side. It is now that beams of yellowish light begin pouring out from between the knuckles of the user, growing more powerful as the user charges ki into it. Due to the "unending reservoir of power", this attack can be charged for a long time, but has been known to be released at an opportune time.
200% Dmg headed toward Heizen ! 39,223,335! Intent to kill.
Demon Heart [x2], Mastered Power [x5], Makyo Star Power [x10], Full-fledged Demon [x11], Demon Lord [x17], Demon King [x23], Darkness Demon [x29], Hybrid Potential [x43]
Gravity Machine [x100G], Advanced Medical Machine,
Uchigatana, Senzu Bean, E. Dragon Radar
Bernael would blink a little bit, looking a bit guilty as he would wave his arms a little bit. "S-Sorry I didn't mean to hurt your feelings or anything." the demon would slowly rub the back of his head as the monstrosity would grit its teeth, feeling sort of bad. It seemed to be really pissed off at all of this, and honestly, he could understand why. At the very least it would calm down a little. "Really, I apologize for the comment I just uh... with the opponents that were all around me, my massive ally getting so powerful, and the other guy attacking my allies as well I guess I just sort of got lost in the moment? It wasn't meant to be insulting I swear. You were split up into three as well so each individual power was a lot less aggressive on the senses!" the demon would try to laugh it off as he spoke to the now refused monstrosity. If he had stayed in his Demon King form, he'd be able to challenge the man a lot more easily. But as it stood he was on the losing side.
In any case, the monstrosity would speak in a very intimidating way to the boy, who'd just narrow his eyes at this point. He really was in a deathmatch now. "I see... are you sure you want to make that decision?" the boy would just mutter out, following the massive beast as it began to run around. Despite its awkward looking form, it was very fast, faster than the demon could really keep up with in his lower state. He'd slowly charge up a ki blast in his hand, the small purple orb spinning around as he'd hold it out, a bit slow compared to the beast, in a reactionary attempt to lessen the damage that he took, essentially blocking a partial bit of the blast, wincing as it'd explode against him.
The demon would slowly look off to the side, towards the other Demonic Entity in their arena, his words making Bernael bite his tongue for a moment before looking towards Comely again. "I don't mind which one of us you fight, but you better pick soon. My ally is in need of assistance. But he doesn't seem too happy with you not fighting him." he'd point over towards the other Demon with his thumb as he stared at Comely even deeper, trying to keep his pupils locked on his. "Though he sounds very insistent on fighting you. It's really your choice." the Demon would let out a very soft sigh as he'd focus on his power a bit more, trying to regain some of his lost ki as well.
Once more, electricity would dance on and off of his body, sparking a lot more as it'd assault the ground around them. He'd grit his teeth as he just focused on the swirling energies inside of him, focusing deep within himself once more as he'd explode in a massive aura of white energy, the aura calming down after a few seconds as his power resembled something a lot closer to his Demon King form. With a very soft breath out his mouth, Bernael would look back up towards Comely, he didn't want to waste any more ki than he had to do, so for now. "Either way, I don't have any issues with you. So I won't bother you any further. Unless you keep attacking me." the Demon would give a light smirk to the monstrosity as he'd turn towards the fusion, taking aim at its figure, making sure that he wouldn't hit Cervez if he was to fire.
'Come on... I have to be able to take it passed this if I want to help. I might be back up to my full strength in a way, but this isn't going to help anybody against that thing, I need to push past my limits.' his eyes would dart up towards the fusion. It was originally his own opponent, before fusion. He wanted that to be his opponent, and he wouldn't let anyone else get in his way. Bernael, as he would focus on the massive fused being, would slowly reflect over what happened in the time chamber during some of his moments alone... he needed to push his power even further, he trained his ki control to the very limit, the power he had now wouldn't be his limit, he'd make sure of that. His ki would start to pull in on itself, slowly beginning to rise naturally rather than raising in small increments. Stamina: 2/5 Remaining Offensive / Defensive PL: [410,274 Base] - [6,974,658 (DL)] - [9,436,302 (DK)] Transformations Used:Half Breed Demonic Lord - Ascending further beyond, the influence of the demons power is capable of reaching other realms. They are the lords of their kind and some of them even command legions of minions that will give their life to their demonical lord. His power is feared, and fear is good. {160k+} [x17 Half Breed] (Flavored as Further Enhancing Hidden Power with ST-1 Shapeshifting if mechanics side needed) Half Breed Demonic King - Reigning over a large portion of the underworld, these demons are capable of such feats, that the lower Kais are afraid to even think of. They are beings coming right out of people's worst nightmares. Only a few selected demons had ever managed to achieve this status. {Requires Ki Suppression [S1]} {220k+} [x23 Half Breed] (Flavored as Even Further Enhancing Hidden Power with ST-1 Shapeshifting if mechanics side needed) Bernael focuses on everything he has learned within his training and in recent memory, aiming to push past his limits to enhance his power beyond anything he has had before. (Final Form) Techniques: (Free Action) 1 Stamina Block (15%): Using a small bit of Ki to block the brunt of the attack (Stamina Action) Using primary action to aim at Spirabi, regaining Stamina and not announcing an attack yet. PL Used For Techniques: 1,046,199 Dodge vs 1,860,000 Basic Ki Blast, taking 813,801 leftover in damage Tags:Tundra @rukia Tomina
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