A Take Back From The Pack: The War For Australia Begins [SMALL-EVENT] [OPEN TO ANYONE]

The air of everything was intense. The country was descending further into chaos, the echo's of hell itself blared throughout the continent of Australia and factions of all sides were falling further into the pits of an all out war. Taking a moment to pause as he felt a massive surge in balance within the entity of this nation, he was honestly taken back to an extent, but not surprised at the outpouring of response that this battlecry generated. The Beast of Karakura wasn't expecting this to be a simple war by any means, but this? This was something he genuinely did not imagine due to the probability of it being so low in his mind. Across the entire section of this land he felt massive fluctuations in power, millions of spiritual signatures going off and the fans of war flaring with the utmost of intensity. Staring all around him at the scenes of death, destruction and decay; all he could utter out of his lips were these few words: "....well, shit, heh..."

Taking a worried glance to the south, thoughts and images of his younger brother, Zin Yuudeshi, came to his mind. He could sense it: the final showdown between him and The Monsuta leader was at last at hand. And for him to sense him all the way out here meant that his sibling was going to go all-out; which gave great concern to the likes of Shadin as he had a slightly tense facial expression come into view while gritting his teeth. "I have faith in you brother. You wouldn't do this if you weren't sure in your abilities. Just come back in one piece from that fight and kick his ass. I'll hold things down here. You've got my back, and I've got yours; just like it's always been." Clapping his hands together, each of The Beast's eyes would radiate an intense silver glow as a massive surge in reiatsu blew everything and everyone around him away while sensing multiple power signatures converging on his vicinity; which meant that battle against formidable opponents were imminent.

Through use of the Yuudeshi Network, already a large number of supplies were being ordered by his Cyber-Brain for this war. This ranged from a large team of the best medics he could afford to come to this battlefield, sending out calls to the Yuudeshi Network to bring the supplies he'd need in order to make it through the long-haul, increased weaponry for his followers and for his long-ranged weapons to be on stand-by as the ocean-side and satellite-orbit trajectories were calculated within his mind. On his call, while the shields of the Capital were weakened, he began the the task of systematically hacking through the Monsuta's database in order to find military locations on the island. After a few seconds, a manic laugh was released from Shadin's mouth as he locked-on to the positions of them of their bases in the capital city.

"FIRE!" With those words screamed with every fiber of his being, a large assault began from the tree as long-ranged kinetic-rods were dropped from orbit and began the task of attempting to destroy their research facilities, blowing through military bases and ultimately crippling their supply to further ensure that his victory would be at hand in this stepping stone of The War For Australia.

Picking up a target on his visual, one of the first opponents of the day would show up. Getting a close-up on the foe, he'd realize this to be the likes of Zane: The Stone Cross Commander of The Kokuryuteshi; which indicated to him that he'd have more than just the Monsuta to worry about at this point. It lead to a slight scowl emerging on his fight as he held such an enormous hate for each of this organizations. They needed to be abolished for everything they stood for were an obstacles towards Shadin achieving his ideal vision for this war. As imagery of World War Three flashed through Shadin's mind, his pupils and sclera would shrink as the visions of explosions, blood and the smell of death all came surging back into him.

Yes, the very reason he went through the extent he has for power, the motivation for him fighting at this very second and the whole purpose of this war became clear to him as his past consumed every fiber of his being. The agony of defeat, the sensations of feeling powerless, the crippling sorrow of losing everything in a flash and the destruction of the invincible life of a hero he once lead all burned away in the flames of those accursed Demon's, The Countless Soldiers of The Kokuryuteshi and the raising power of the Monsuta. To once again have that world, to once again wake up to a dawn without worry; he'd have to put himself in the darkest pits of hell, sacrifice his body to the elements and throw his mind into the abyss of insanity and amass as much power as he could to secure this dream, to avenge his friends, to slaughter every single last enemy who stands in the way of his path towards attaining The Mind of God until there is nothing left of them.

It's for all this that he desires to rectify all the horrors this world has been scarred with over the centuries following World War Three due to his failures as a person, his limitations as a fighter and the arrogance he had in his youth that all had been defeated after The War For The Soul King. In essence, each fight he has been in, all the respective conflict The Beast had been apart of and all of the urges to become the strongest was him methodically ripping apart any shred of weakness, trauma and doubt he saw himself until nothing but his absolute strength and power was left. If cost him his humanity, so be it. He wouldn't be weak, he would be strong and he'd be able to realize his goals. If the world hated him for it, that was a fine price. If he lost his mind to the pursuit of power? This was an acceptable sacrifice.

For at the core of all his motives still is buried a righteous and good cause from his former-self from eons ago; this self gave him justification for all the extremes he has gone through in doing what he does and everything that he does. It cannot be defeated, it cannot be defied; it's will only grows stronger with each passing obstacle he overcomes and each confrontation that forces him to evolve as a person, a fighter and towards his ascension into the Mind of God.

NO MATTER THE COST.

So while the likes of The Stone Cross Commander attempted to seal the beast, he'd soon find out that some animals just aren't capable of being tamed. Especially not The King of Beast.

"AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!"

Letting out an agonizing scream with sheer emotion behind every vocal cord in it, this was a war-cry that bellowed throughout all of the nation. It shook the foundations of the Earth below them, generated visible ripples within the air around them and unleashed an unfathomable amount of electricity throughout the lands. While he'd place each of his hands outwards, The Beast of Karakura would follow this action up with a daunting release of decimating spiritual energy to attempt to reflect the shields away from him; possibly even destroying them in this highly destructive outburst of raw power.

The sounds of machinery whirring in the skull of The Albino's Skull could be heard, while the hum of his electrode-collar was ever-present. Slowly raising his head up, he'd lock on to the coordinates of the Yin Surge released from Zane. Synchronizing himself with the long-ranged weaponry that was in The Yayjuu's power, he'd force control of battleships nearby and begin dropping waves of energy from them via their canons. He'd be able to cancel out a large sum of them, but there was still 10% of that attack which made impact and served to make The Beast anger grow further as he watched his men take that blow.

"Put me to sleep.....? Do you honestly believe my will can be destroyed by the likes of you? It doesn't matter how many of you fucks come out of the woodwork, I'll slaughter each and every one of you shitheads until not even ash remains of your sorry-hides. No matter if you manage to produce something strong enough to strike me down, my power will still live on through the Yuudeshi Network, my family, my men and everything I've built in my empire to put an end to the likes of your kind. You rotten fuckers think I'm capable of nothing but destruction, but I'll show you these blood-soiled hands of mine are capable of something much more than that: REALIZING A DREAM! Buried beneath this animal is a man. A man who has forgone everything for the hope of returning to the past. Abandoning his humanity, forsaking his principles and putting the essence of himself to the edge of obliteration in the hopes of restoring this world from the pain you've second-grade villains have caused. In the mask of a savage beast, the man hides and waits to strike his enemies down with the primal fury. At the cost of everything, I'll stake my life on everything I've vested up until now to defeat you. That is my resolve to power, that is my will to strength and the reason you'll fail before my very feet today. Brace yourself, you shitstains of the world, I'LL PUT AN END TO YOUR SORRY EXCUSE FOR AN EXISTENCE! I WANT TO SEE YOU PUT YOUR DETERMINATION, YOUR MANPOWER AND EVERYTHING YOU ARE MADE OF AGAINST ME: BRING IT ON MOTHER FUCKERS! KILL ME IF YOU CAN!"

Letting an ungodly scream to indicate he was ready to die on this very day for what he believed; the utter contempt of his soul flared with the burning intensity of a supernova; for his desires had been awakened and will to overcome had been realized. Before indulging further in that fury, however, the likes of one of his students showed himself to the battlefield and went to work on bringing the fight to Zane. Taking a quick glance at him, he figured it was for the best as there wasn't much time to waste on pleasantries in such a war. "...Do what you will, so long as you believe in it and are willing to die for it!" With those words proclaimed to his ally, he'd focus his sights on the next opponent to come out of the woodwork as he wished Ringo the best in his brawl against Zane.

WARNING, WARNING: DEMON SPELL ACTIVATED

Paying attention to a mystical anomaly enveloping the island, he traced the location to a new demon entering into a battlefield. Analyzing the properties of it by infusing a series of nanobots into his spiritual energy, these machines were spread out and synced to Shadin to decipher what values were imprinted into the attack. After a few seconds, he was able to divulge enough information to discern that this wasn't worth his time to destroy; as it's effects served his purpose quite well in protecting his soldiers.

"..." Not amused in the slightest about the entrance of these two bumbling fools, Shadin hadn't the patience to waste a moment of his time on anyone here unless it was to put an end to this conflict as quickly as possible. So when the words fight were uttered out their mouth, IC Field was already activated as he saw the two of them going in for a traditional double-man attack. Unfortunately for the two of them, as they'd come within ten feet of The Beast, they'd potentially be reflected with Mach Two speeds away from The Albino. For in the values of his energy, he implemented the force of "reflection" into them in order to repel his opponents in the opposite direction due to the weak and direct nature of their attacks. This massive impact could be enough to rip off their arm, send them flying for the next half mile and cause a fair amount of damage to their internals from the pressure released.

"Don't fuck with me in such an unsightly matter, you mindless puppets! Just shut up and die if you wanna be used as live meat shields for your master!" With a wave of his hand, he'd unleash an annihilating wave of kinetic force with enough explosive force to rival a small nuclear device going off within the vicinities of Dellinger's and Juvia's body. Hopefully, with that much force, this would be the end of those two grunts. There wasn't a need for anything excessive. As in this new state of mind, Shadin used precise force. No longer would he underestimate his enemies, but he'd take them out with as much force as he believed necessary. Nothing more, nothing less.

Taking a soft sigh to ease his tensions, he'd closed his hands and let the cold air hit his body like a force out of this world. Detecting the pulsations of Demonica already approaching from the ozone layer with his space defenses, he held out his hands and sighed soberly. "We still have a long way to go, don't we Sekkyoku? The path before us is long, for the lives we have killed will ensure our hell is as eternal as our immorality to this world."

With a faint light of silver aura generating around The Beast of Karakura, he'd place his left arm into the sky and grab it's wrist with his right hand. From there, his sights would be focused on the burning nuclear menace which was his next opponent. As the skies darkened not because of Demonica's power, but because of Shadin's raising, a deafening roar began to become released from his body. It was not one of anger, it was not one of pain; but one of sheer perseverance, inclination and resolve to end this. There wasn't a single being here capable, in his mind, of putting a stop to his determination. Feeling the winds of his heart surge, the screams would become louder and louder; ripping apart the Earth, flattening everything in his path and releasing a burst of blackened wings behind him.

What was going on with him? Was he transcending? Had he finally ascended to the need to protect something other than himself? This feeling...it was so much different than everything he had endured the past ten years. In this summoning of strength, he wasn't doing it to protect his title as Beast of Karakura, or doing it to break down his opponent; but to save these people of Australia, shield them with his power and do his JOB as a savior of Earth. Thinking outside of himself, stepping to the dawn of this new age and raising above the depths of his despair; he'd yell out once more and a massive white shield entirely enveloped the likes of Sydney at a rate of speed so fast, the probability of Demonica making her intended hit were slim to none.

From there, provided this action went through, he'd go on to prevent the likes of Demonica from breaking this...reflection field...that seemed to have some sort of holy-aura to it.

"GRUAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH!"

A savage, yet earnest scream escaped Shadin's lips; eclipsing even the otherworldly destruction of Demonica's Attack. Nothing in the nation, for this short time, was going to outmatch the feror of Shadin's soul. So in light of this, even the male's eyes seemed to become engulfed with a blinding white fire; this blaze seemly extending outwards from his eyes for roughly ten inches. It all was indicating that something was transpiring internally that was more radical in change than anyone here could ever phantom about The Beast.

As his scream intensified; and those flames ever brighter, the deflection shield grew more powerful. It became overpowered by Shadin's strength and was going to do everything in it's power to rewrite the destructive values of Demonica's attack, nullify them and redirect this damage upon her body entirely; condensing the energy meant to wipe this city out entirely on her shoulder his plan go as formulated within his mind. At the very least, even if nothing else, with the many layers he had composed for this shield; perhaps the surrounding vicinity may be destroyed by Demonica's attack, but the city itself; for all sides, should be safe. That sort of senseless destruction was not getting through, he'd stake his life on it.

With one final move, he'd unleash a large-scale usage of matter manipulation by influencing the vicinity in which his power engulfed the city. By focusing Imaginary Computation on the atom's which comprised this city, he'd be able to take this battle to another level. For once he'd reach that plateau? He'd rewrite the values of the atoms which comprised the very environment around them to "neutralize" the properties of radiation and render the usage of it "negated". Meaning within the range of Shadin, there was a high-chance Demonica's usage of radiation could be halted; or at the very least, extremely difficult to use.

While locking on to the vicinity of Demonica, he'd deconstruct the matter around her in order to cause a meltdown of sorts and blaze through her defenses; unleashing an ungodly strike of raw power upon her that would be strong enough to tear through the values, elements and properties of her attacks as it decayed and melted the atoms of each energy or special attack she'd use. In fact, throughout the range where Demonica's energy was detected, Shadin synchronized his nanobots together with this attack in order to devour and neutralize each of her attack, potentially, if they are released to prevent any further useless destruction. For even if he could not damage her, there would be no mass destruction on this day; not on his watch, not with his will and not with his vow to this world. He had something to protect, and this promise wasn't going to be broken by some brat.