When Christmas Colors Collide(Private Sou)

The nightmare may not be a literal god, but the one that haunts you with his bare hands and out of your organs.

Sounds of crashing could be heard by the thrown building he did, screams of mortal beings by the collapsing building that the attacker had dropped it down as if it were nothing. Sou was not as surprise as he expected it, since he met opponents that as far as slicing buildings into half like a mere butter, or smashing it into pieces. The red-haired beast didn't care, no.. he didn't want to care these bullshits at all. The city is already stinking shit of demons, being inside of a city that is worth nothing but a pile of lower-ranked demons living here as if it was their turf. He cared nonetheless, Sou wanted to end things quicker before another entity would enter. This is a big risk to take, for someone to enter this area wihout permission, and the people from the higher-ups might interfere to search the main cause of the issue.

His face was of that a blank expression with a mixture of displeasure, a clear word written of his face saying that 'I care less'. Looking at the sky, his mind began to run with useless thoughts, he wanted to become stronger by fighting, that no one would underestimate him, that every living being in the world would fear his powers, avoiding him as far as possible so that he wouldn't need to fight them or put a harm on them. His need for power was nonetheless a very strong will for him to hold on, a goal to move foward and defeat the ones who tries to defy his will to move foward and protect. Sou wants to show the world that he isn't just a 'human' to mess with, he will rip out your limbs just the sake of becoming stronger, but in the end, his path to become 'righteous' and 'strong to protect' became twisted, turning him into a demon-like human that everyone turned their backs on. There's no turning back, if the attacker wants to fight and doesn't give a damn shit about his own life, bring it on.

Using strength and throwing buildings at his opponents were indeed his forte, if one isn't enough, he will use two more buildings against Bikuta from a distance where he won't be able to see him, even if he could sense energy signals from an individual, it is rather impossible yet still possible to detect what little energy Sou has. Sheathing his underarm crutch against his back, one of his arm shoved into a building and the other arm to another nearby building, shouting at the top of his lungs where almost anyone near his vicnicity could hear his voice, and attempting to throw both buildings at once to see if his opponent is either an easy-to-kill prey, or just another ultimate, superstrong fucker who wants to mess around and pick a fight with your damn life.

Sou may be a damn psychopath in battlefields, but as sure as hell you don't underestimate him, because he'll rip your damn guts and eyeballs out before you would get a chance to blink. His right foot adjusted and launched himself before the air at rapid speed against the air where his target should be located, and the moment he found him, he chuckled and smirked sadistically, slowly from giggles to a huge burst of laughter. Landing against one of the still-standing buildings on its rooftop, he slowly glared against Bikuta with a sadistic smile, one of his knees still bent and his other leg were facing sideways in a straight posture, "So, you're that bitch who attacked me with that orb of shit? You're just asking for a grave-digging, you know? Then i have a damn question for you."

"Do you want me to kill you with my left hand..? Right hand..? Or.."

He slowly stood up with a continuous smile on his face, adjusting the position of his legs properly before his muscles expanded for input and suddenly contracting to let out a huge burst of force from his bare foots, pushing him foward against the gravity unlike most humans and spiritual beings around him that just uses 'spiritual energy, chi energy' and all other shit they can to float at the air. For Sou's case? He just burst himself into the air with pure natural strength of his to stay above the air for the temporary amount of time, "DO YOU WANT BOTH OF MY HANDS TO RIP YOUR FUCKING FACE APART UNTIL NO ONE IN THE FUCKING WORLD CAN RECOGNIZE YOU!?"

The building below him was pushed backwards by the force of his foot that forced him foward against the air, collapsing and crashing down like a fallen statue and slowly smashing itself against the ground into pieces. Of course, he wouldn't literally launch himself foward against Bikuta just for fun. Sou stops himself before Bikuta's bare eyes, fist moving foward and attempting to smash his fist right before his face, enough to puncture a hole against an average human skull if Bikuta were one, and force 1/2 of the mountain to collapse down as if it were being flicked down by a rubber. That amount of force can force a shockwave between the two individuals that extends miles outwards of their current position and blasts away the nearby buildings to pieces, further away would force the windows to shatter by the sheer vibration of the mere punch by a mortal human being like Sou. Most likely would be a mystery for Bikuta's questions, since Sou doesn't have much chi energy and a little bit that is out of most experts and professional's detection unless they are sharp enough to pinpoint his little-to-no chi energy, how in the world can his bare fist generate such monstrous force wihout the support of supernatural powers, genes from an inheritance of a family or training.

Sou didn't have any trainings in actual reality, he didn't know who or what his parents were, and his brain simply unlocks every bit of potential that a superhuman could have. Unlike an ordinary human, his brain can use his strength and speed higher than an average human, and could be considered as a superhuman due to the brain allowing him to extend his strength beyond reason and science could say. The nightmare may be a human, but his nickname isn't just made for show in his potential to even demolish 1/4 of a building with just a tap on the ground with his crutch. And of course, he has an all-time star crutch behind his back that can do even more stuffs than himself could. Afterall, it isn't called Annihilator for fun, and this time, he is going to make a well-use out of it to demolish everything he sees until Bikuta is completely crushed and defeated by his bare hands.

"PREPARE YOURSELF TO GET SCRAPPED LIKE A TRASH, YOU FUCKER. YOU LOVE TO MAKE TROUBLES, DON'T YOU!? THEN I'LL GIVE YOU THE 'FUN' YOU NEED!"

The rage, the anger, it crushes, it destroys, the Nightmare will find his way around you to make you wish that you should not have met him in the first place. Red-headed, bartender clothes, monstrous strength, totally fits his title for being the 'Nightmare'

"Taking me back? What are you, Chuck Norris? Bitch please, you're not even worthy of seeing how my actual strength works, and that power i had released earlier ago was less than 1% of his actual capabilities. Implying that you're even worthy to be my opponent, I'D RATHER ASK YOU TO CRAWL YOURSELF INTO A HOLE AND TREMBLE LIKE A LITTLE BITCH!"

One of his hands reached to the crutch behind his back, still floating above the air while still able to for the time being. Grasping for his crutch behind his back, he smirked, chuckled and bursted out into a laughter so hard that no one in the world even knows why. His sharp glares aimed directly against Bikuta, expressing a smile sadistically that you can't even compare an actual maniac and a psychopath against him, "RECOGNIZE YOU!? AHAHAHAHAHAHAHA! DON'T MAKE ME LAUGH. YOUR EXISTENCE IS SO DAMN WORTHLESS THAT NOT EVEN HEAVEN OR HELL GIVES A SHIT ABOUT YOU. NOT EVEN I WOULD EVEN GIVE ANY FUCKS ABOUT HOW PEOPLE RECOGNIZE YOU AS. ALL I SEE IS A FUCKING WEAKLING, A TRASH, A FUCKER, A BEING THAT THINKS HE IS ABOVE THE LEVELS OF MORTAL BEINGS. I WILL SHOW YOU HOW I CRUSH FUCKS LIKE YOU, THAT YOU'RE NOT EVEN WORTH BEING RECOGNIZED BY ANYONE IN THIS WORLD!"

Unsheating his crutch from his back, his body fell together with the gravity whilst he swung down his cane. Whether if his underarm crutch, Annihilators, hits Bikuta or not after its initial slamdown using his own weapon, the crutch sends some serious offensive force against Bikuta, enough power to even obliterate a couple of buildings with just a swing out of it, or as far as ripping apart roads just by a tap out of it, for a being like Bikuta, Annihilator's strength is unpredictable through the fusion of his own power and enchantments in its material. That's why Annihilator was made, under the use for being his backup and actual weapon to take in strong attacks and release enormous power that can send mountains flying with an upper swing from it, just some deadly weapon. Depending how Bikuta does, he might get injured despite being sheilded by his own pillars, because Annihilator holds enough force to rip apart things that cannot be done by Sou, or do not want to be done through manpower.

"COME ON, YOU FUCKING THUG. I'M NOT DONE WITH YOU YET!"

He wasn't absolutely done yet into beating the bulb out of this young man, Sou wanted to teach him a lesson that he shouldn't be messing with the Nightmare. Power, he needed it, and to gain that, he would want to destroy the lives out of these people to make sure his form of power is higher above anyone else, even as a human with no superior powers unlike chi humans and soul evolution humans, with strength and power alone, its enough. His mind processed with a new method on using his strength, although not convincing enough to be actually 'strong', it is enough to get one's body to a million shreds and pieces just by the touch of it, for an average human, of course. Since his muscles focuses on the contraction and contraction in release of energy and force out of his punches, he could as well as transfer vibrations throughout his limbs and create a higher form of force out of his attacks, which creates a superhuman strength out of his body, but these outputs he uses are according to less than 1% of his actual strength, though these methods are considered enough to break your bones like there's no damn tomorrow.

If he weren't taken ahold by Bikuta, he'd lunge backwards to the air and land a few feet away from him, and cause a vibration during the landing from his bare feet, and same goes to when Bikuta successfully grabs him when he launches the attack from his crutch. Both or either one of his foot that touches the ground could cause an intense vibration from his muscles, transferring it throughout the road and below the young male in order to force a burst of earth out of the ground and into a spike that pierces into one's body. Sou felt like he was one with the earth using all that power from his body, bursting into laughter before tapping his feet a few more times and transfers the vibrations as he wishes through the reminder of his brain that still holds the information of how vibration from his muscle works with his photographic memory. Even if Bikuta travels at the air, it would transfer across the buildings whilst ripping its concrete walls apart during its transfer to force an earth spike near Bikuta to at least land a scratch against his face or a pierce down and into his body.

Buildings and earths bursts as the rubbles and rocks fell out from the collapsing building and the damaged road. His final trick for the day was another new use for his strength, and since he can execute any amount of strength he desires, Sou is going to tap into 5% of it. Picking up one of the stones from the rubbles of the building, he held it in front of his bent thumb, his hand forming a shape of a gun where kids used to 'play shooting' when they don't have actual guns or toy guns, and their fingers are an 'imaginary gun'. But his? Sure as well he is going to make every kid's dream come true with a mere finger. Aiming well enough when Bikuta's visible to his fight, the second his thumb flicked the stone, it launches foward 10 times the speed of sound, going foward at an insane speed and ripping apart small chunks of road below its advancement. But because his force can demolish small stones like the one he fired, he was smart enough to detonate its actual force of his 5% strength BEHIND the stone itself, tuned with enough of its vibration's radius and wavelengths to safely fire the stone itself wihout demolishing it completely which will render his methods absolutely useless if he flicked it directly.

The stone itself holds enough force to rip through steel like a butter the moment it gets into contact with it, moving 10 times the speed of sound and additionally force from his thumb could allow him to demolish almost anything he wants to using enough strength and precise timing to launch an attack. If it hits any part of Bikuta, he might as well lose a limb or two, or even at least have his bones being shattered by the intense force of his stone. Even if Bikuta had the power to stop concrete buildings that he previously used against his thrown buildings, he doubted he could stop anything that moves past the reaction speed of an enhanced reaction like a shinigami, spiritually enhanced at any way, an arrancar that is as well as spiritual enhanced as well. Or even with a protection from Bikuta's defenses, its force can automatically rip through it as if it were some air that was blocking its way. It can be sliced into half, avoided or any methods possible to stop his 'bullet' from hitting the individual, but be aware though, one of your 'things' might snap into half.

The ashes cleared from the aftermath of the stone he launched, his lips were still smiling with joy, his hands clapping with a smile on his face, "I'm congratulate you if you made this far against me, the Nightmare, with your limbs intact and still breathing. Rejoice, you might be the first one in the world, ya' know? Asking a bit more would be too luxurious for you, don't you think so? Because i'd love to see you sit the fuck down and shut the fuck up, because i don't have time for 'immortals' like you, to be shooting your damned orb out of nowhere just to surprise my ass. I'd be pleased if you allowed me to dig your fucking corpse so i wouldn't need to go so far to recognize your ugly, figureless face anymore."

In a matter of moments, the presence of a truly demonic force was upon the horizon. Hearing reports of a bunch of runts around New York City causing a small ruckus, there was nothing but a demented smile across the Queen's face. Currently, she was making her rounds throughout some of the capital cities of America and today JUST so happened to be the day that The Demoness had desired to pay tribute to her hometown after being away for so long. It brought back many memories of when she shared this being with her former human-host; bringing a sister cackle to the surface as she recalled the slaughter of the Iahhel family, the days she spent in the cities slums as a newborn Demon and the joys of getting lost in the city's madness with her fellow sisters. They were quite exciting times to live in, and it seems the city, even after all of these years, has not lost an ounce of it's chaotic sprawl as she made her arrival in the town.

Coming from the direction of the Statue of Liberty, The Demon Queen was seen dropping out of a colossal airship that came from the ocean. Giving orders for it to fallback, the force that was heading in the direction of Sou Yuuki and Bikuta's direction had enough firepower to end it with just one percentage of this Demoness's power; if that. Therefore, like a sonic-boom, the pressure of The Royal Asthavon's essence slammed down on the section of New York City where these two brutes were combatting in. Like the shattering of glass, through this small release of her aura, it was more than enough to darken the area and engulf it within a green glow as the skies themselves within the immediate range of the brawl were consumed by a gem green hue. Knowing just what was about to occur next, most of the citizens were seen as screaming for terror, shouting for joy and others watching in wonder as the 150th President of this fair country was about to make her explosive debut in the middle of this spat.

Like the eye of a hurricane, the heavens themselves gave way at the centermost point of this vicinity and a slade shaded glimmer of radiance was seen as descending upon Times Square at a steady rate of speed; many sorts of green entails streaming off the darkened afterglow of this woman's energy. Hence, it was at this point that chanting of occult members rushed to the streets, the buildings and the tops of hovercars as they started chanting: "All Hail The Wicked Queen, All Hail The Twisted Queen, All Hail The Demon Queen!" over and over as her dawning grew closer. This chant, this sort of madness, this chaotic nature caused the echoes of laughter to bounce off and around the vicinity as it made The Danava of Discord and Lunacy even more thrilled to make her appearance on this day. "Fate has driven you to the path madness! The light which was that of the day has been consumed by coldness of night! And that which was order, has now been replaced with disorder! As this chaotic frenzy seizes the land, I've come to take my piece of this delectable pie and feast upon those who summon my will!"

And in that moment, the intensity of tens of millions of souls laughing, screaming, howling, shouting, wailing and crying out in pain hit the impact center of Sou Yuuki and Bikita's battle like a freight train obliterating the silence of the night. Most civilians who chose to stay in the area were blown away like ragdolls from those unable to withstand their presence in the wake of The Queen's power; making the remaining oculist who were bold enough to still stay shout even louder as they knew the dangers of staying in the pit of combat with the Demoness and considering themselves devout followers of this bizarre following The Queen was gathering within this country. At the same time this was transpiring, the foundations of the structures around the combatants started to crack; all of the glass from vehicles and buildings alike shattered and the debris scattered throughout their little..spat...had been directed around the range where The Royal Demon had hovered one hundred feet above.

In that moment, the shades of blackness dissipated from around The Demoness's body and nothing but an ominous emerald hue remained as it radiated softly across her being. It was at this point the chanting grew lower and vocal humming throughout the area began as the sounds of drums echoed throughout the range; bringing a malevolent grin across the The Queen's face. Now, being able to viewed by all on the field, it was easy to discern her appearance. On her head were placed two horns that resembled vertebrate in a raven hue; with each tip comprised of three tips joined towards the end of them. Blending in seamlessly with the The Royal Demon's dark hair, the theme of black in her attire and body contrasted nicely with her pale white pigment of skin. Sketching out her back, two onyx shaded wings extended from her middle spine; each looking eerily similar to that of a bat.

In a strong gust of wind, the jet black colored dress that The Demoness was wearing down to her thighs and equally shaded bolero that the Queen adored had blew in the menacing wind, while the sensation of grim hauntings were being whispered in it's wake of this air. This perilous feeling in the area sent shivers down the backs many less powerful creatures in the vicinity; as they all knew that if the entity that lay before them....could lay nothing remaining of this entire city with but raise of her hand if she so willed it. So to be in the presence of such a force...was unnerving to say the least. Clenching her fingers, The Regale Demon relished in the sounds of scraping from her coal shaded gauntlets that were fitted across each of her arms. Gazing down to her feet, Mana took notice of the white ribbon seated at her waist, the black leggings and pumps upon her legs and realized that she had indeed fully materialized at this point. Having come to this crux, it was time to repair the mess these children had made as a soft chuckle escaped The Queen's blanched lips.

"Ahahahaha! You did it! You tore everything to sunder....but it's all for not." Moving her right arm in the air slowly, there was a strong surge of energy coming forth to the surface; even if it was merely one percent of what she was capable of doing. In one swift motion, The Wicked Demoness would slam her arm down and release a demonic aura that had the very strong chance of obliterating all of their attacks that they had set into motion with sheer force alone. In this chain reaction, a deafening boom roared throughout the many city streets; the buildings would all but crumble that were being tossed about and the vibrations taking place in the area would cease as it was overwhelmed by the raw power this unnaturally strong demon produced.

Going on for a few more seconds, a crimson cyclone of destabilization surged throughout the area at INSANE speeds, swiftly moving throughout the area and barely giving each of the males time to register it as Mana's wicked and chaotic energy soon became intermixed into. If they should try to outrun it? The rate in which it expanded was enough to cover a mile radius before they could blink. This overwhelming destructive force had effected everything within it's sights; this absurdly potent typhoon would render all creatures, structures, attacks and all other things in the battlefield to nothing but ash as Mana...DISINTEGRATED everything around them into nothing but dust. Provided they were caught up in this blast, this assault's effects on their bodies would be critical. If they should come into contact with this scarlet twister, each of them would sustain heavy damage in the forms of thousands of wounds opening up throughout their body; the shattering of broken bones throughout a majority of their bodies and burns turning their skin to cinder.

Yet, that wasn't all. On a metaphysical level this blast of force had the potential to even break their supernatural capacities and damage them. How was this possible? It's quite simple: The Queen is able to easily manipulate her attacks to take range on a physical level for living being, and a otherworldly range for mystic abilities a person generates from races such as Chi Humans, Arrancar's, Demon's, Shinigami and so forth. Ergo, with this assault penetrating deep inside of their bodies, it would attempt tear the particles of their bodies internal energies, rather it be Chi, Spiritual or otherwise, into nothing and cripple them to prevent them from releasing into their ascended forms, using any heavy abilities and leaving them only with the route of escape if they should decide to flee. It wouldn't be permanent, however, as they'd recover soon enough within a day or so; but it would leave the message: do NOT trample upon the Queen's reign.

Such destruction brought nothing but a series of demented giggles, cackles and eventually full blown laughter as the element of chaos, discord and absolute madness pulsated strongly in her heart and mind in the wake of such annihilation, carnage and murder. Shuddering ever so quietly, the Queen would lick her lips and go on to utter these words for all to hear:

"Human, you speak of nightmares, but the true terror hasn't even began! The beginning and the finale...are all an endless loop! Man's fantasy is but an alluding dream for a brief moment in space. With but a tiny tear from realities horrors, this turbulent force will grow to swallow the entire fabric of this delusion and begin the true nightmare as your hallucinations collapse like a house of cards; giving way to this fear and everything that was your pipe dream being all but shattered! The full moon will burst, the surge of the inner mind's dam will break and it won't allow flies such as yourself to escape its wrath! Under the sky of this abyss's eclipse, ye will crack and break into a millions of shards of darkness; becoming one with the void and learning to understand true madness!"

Her voice was maddening, the energy utterly chaotic and the power behind her words all but bridging the gap between dreams and reality. As The Queen held her hands directly before her eyes, a bellowing laugh roared throughout the area before these enchanting words brought her will to fruition: "One must fall before one fan ascend! One must be killed before they can be reborn! Piecing together the borders between annihilation and creation, I invoke this spell to the world in order bring forth that which has been lost to the gulf of extinction!"

In those words, words that spoke to layers of existence itself, a wicked incantation was echoed into the world around them. Through this spell of the demonic arts, all that had been rendered to ash was being restored in a matter of seconds. Buildings that were blown away had been erected, vehicles that had been obliterated were reforged and eventually the entirety of Times Square was all but pieced back together by strange waves of blackened light. Transitioning into a new phase, the next level of this spell was put into place. "Bring the shells of those whom have lost the flare of life, and summon to me what remains."

Uttering those powerful words, within a matter of moments, all those who had lost their lives in this battle would appear to be brought back to life. However, this was only Mana's necromancy effecting the sub-atomic particles of what remained of their bodies and using them as host to channel in their spirits at later date. Snapping her fingers, these husk of their former selves would mend themselves into the shadows and break down into actual darkness as they faded into the alleyways, sewers and blackened smoke in the city streets blow. To think, all that had occurred here wasn't even a fraction of what The Queen was capable of.

"Alter your perspective, and you change the world! From where I stand, I can grip the whole of this world and the land before me is nomore. Above me, before me, within me; all that is disorder in this existence clings to my essence and eternity of true nothingness spreads outwards. Eternal nothingness that began before my time was had, and eternal nothingness that will be here long after I've been dead. This wretched sham you call a life will be over one day, the light that is life will dissipate; and everything that exists is as ephemeral as a comet's trail in the cold, dark, silent and infinite abyss that is the night. So please, render your cries into the moon silent, take a retreat from this land and contemplate the futility of your feats to embrace this lunacy that is your life. Bare your fangs at me once more, lay sunder to my beautiful home and the crashing waves of this ocean of emptiness will consume all that comprises you; slaying your spirit and signifying nothing as it passes from this world in a pointless endeavour to defy this nature and law."

Uttering those mystic words to what would be left of both combatants, this was a chilling message for them to stop, decease and turn away from this city before the true wrath of the Queen would be unleashed; signifying the dam that is madness to surge into the city and claim each of their lives once and for all.

Darkness, what are they?

Obliteration, that his own type of railgun that ripped apart the roads of New York weren't so surprising afterall, or is it? The mere presence of Bikuta and Sou simply attracted the likes of Mana, the Demon Queen, most likely known for her power when she fought in London, and he knew that very well. The nightmare was all yet pleased to see the presence of the almighty Queen, and for him, she is just a spawn from darkness, corruption and madness. The energy that Mana gave off in only a percentage out of it was indeed massive, as far as bringing Bikuta down to his knees, but Sou himself, persists to stand up against Mana wihout a second thought, although his legs were trembling like a broken jelly.

Being the nightmare himself, Sou did not want to be engulfed by the darkness around him and being the spawn of anger out of himself, but light was nothing else than something that is miles away from his own reach, and to get that light, he'll persist against the clash between himself and the darkness, unless he can take an inch in front of the Demon Queen, he'll be more than pleased to even move a muscle against her. The sky became green, the city turned loud and annoying to his very ears, chanting and spilling nonsense after the arrival of Mana, this is truly annoying for a mortal's ears. The surge of energy began throughout the city with a large boom, and of course, they are something to be reckoned with moving at a speed where his reaction can find it hard to register everything in. In an attempt to swing in his crutch by force to counter such force, it took all than a second before his weapon was obliterated to a million pieces, his mortal body flung to the air with lesser damage than expected by the demon queen, all thanks to his crutch that created the force of interaction between hers and his, forcing the extending force that moved almost at an unpredictable speed by a human eye, to lessen the damage taken by a mortal human like Sou, but nonetheless, his body is still externally wounded from tip to toe, from scratches to major wounds that blood will slowly bleed bloody tears out of the pain of the wound by the very blast that the Queen had created, while leaving his insides a little to no damage all because how little energy resides within him.

While one, a mortal human and beings above him should've feared just under the presence of Mana herself, Sou took it further down to an extension, and instead of submitting into fear, he decides to stand up to it, allowing himself to continue rambling and fight, by inducing himself with more anger, hatred, insanity and so on, "Oh? It seemed that the so-called 'Demon Queen' made her appearance in this city. I may be a human, but i know terror and nightmares more than you can count with a single hand. I don't have any of that 'dream' crap as if i were a little 5 year old child anymore. Darkness like you should go back where you came from, because you're taking up too much of my space to go back to where i should've been in the light. Your presence is enough of an annoyance to me to deal with, and even if it takes my very life, i guess i should get it back.. what should i call it? Rights? No, not that, more like, i want my rights for my sane soul back. If you want to drag me back into that fucking void of darkness, then try to take the remaining light from me, you damned brat."

Before Sou was able to finish his speech with a smile, Mana decided to leave her message for both fighters, himself and Bikuta. Running his head again, he wouldn't try and fight against Mana, learning what happened in the incident between Eiji and himself, he wouldn't try to make a fuss against the other side as well. For now, he'll heed the warning for once.

"Although i feel like settling scores with you right now, i'll heed your warning and scram out of this area. I had enough of having an official organization chasing my tail from behind, another one from Shadowfall, especially a Queen would only worsen my situation. But remember, I will fucking destroy the darkness you've once built through power with my bare fist when i meet you again. So, farewell, Demon Queen."

Electric began to surge throughout his crutch as the compression began across his body, plasma gathering with his body as the teleportation began. His lips formed a sadistic smile towards Mana while his eyes tightened in a sharp position to take a last glance of the queen, before his teleportation took the effect and sent him back to Japan, but since the effects out of it are still incomplete and the sent location were random, he would land between the outskirts or inside of the karakura city again wihout his knowledge. Of course, he shall meet the Queen again soon enough, and of course, he wouldn't forget about Bikuta as well, since his head had everything around me memorized throughoutly.

[ EXIT THREAD ]

It seems as if the spirits below her could not handle the sheer amount of lunacy that is brought with the awakening of the Demon Queen. It brought quite the sadistic grin across sweet Mana's face to watch them fumble at her feet as the effectiveness of her attack became all the more clear; detecting through her keen senses that she had swiftly felt each of the males spiritual pressures fall back in the wake of her power. Staying very true to her maddening element, it seemed that even the darkness that lay within the depths of the human's soul could not withstand the likes of the state of True Discord and Disorder that lay within the heart of The Demoness. It's why when Sou started speaking words of nightmares, horrors and terrors; they were but a drop in the bucket compared to the vastness of the void, the emptiness of their reality and the frightening realization that this existence was ultimately a futile one.

Everything that is, was and ever will be is all steadily breaking way to the sheer nothingness of what it meant to sustain one's life in the universe. You may live today, you may live tomorrow, you may live for a million years; but all things come to an end and it's a maddening fact to accept that even the universe itself is doomed to this fate. So for now, during the manic moments in which one is given life, there is nothing left to do but relish in this fact. Savor every movement, understand the depth of the irrationality of what it means to be alive and let it consume you, guide you and place you on the path of becoming one with the cosmos during it's fleeting dance in the sun of life.

As the swiftness of this tango carried out, The Demoness was more than able to hear the echoes of another soul down below her feet as she spoke words that described her aura as that of a sociable one. Letting out a wicked laugh in place, The Queen was more than amused by his choice of wording as perhaps the individual was correct in assumptions of Mana. When in her clear states of mind, or however rational The Demon of Madness and Chaos Incarnate can get, Mana loves to put on a show; give out a cackle, break out a spectacle and make those whom are drawn into her inner circle of turmoil a good reason to be apart of the dynamic presentation that is her life.

"Aye, aye honey! That I am! Your deductions into my enigma holds some substance, does it not? The display I've given here, the feats I've performed and the words I've etched into the inner depths of your minds surely give off the radiance of one who is truly the life of the party! I'd grow old, decrepit, retarded and dull if I were to simply lay my keister on the throne all day like royalty of the past. Nay, I require air, I require fragrance; I command the excitement of it all in these moments of life that tick down to my final hour. To tap into this wealth of utter insanity in the world today is a venture worth living and dying for, do you not see? Even under the eclipse of the crimson moon above our life, I shall dance in it's burning ballroom stroll until the lights fade, my body crumbles and I accept my place in the void! To see you embracing such a phenomenon gives me such amusement for your potential in the future!"

Having marked those words into the vicinity around them, she'd make sure that their weight, their depth and the sheer meaning behind them would pierce the gap within the space around Bikuta; press it's vibrations into the garganta and ensure that these echoes of chaos would venture forth into the ear canals of The Arrancar and part with him as he exited the range; having sense enough to know not to tangle with a power like this. It was these actions, his giving into her will, that allowed Mana to have such a gleeful expression beaming across her face from side to side. Why was that? Only those whom have a shred of understanding into the realm of madness would begin to gain a depth of knowledge to it: there is no stopping disorder; as much as it is improbable to prevent order from occurring.

They are two sides of the same coin; constantly countering each other in the merry go round of life. There are cycles where one must bow down to order, logic and reason; then there are times where a being most give way to utter disorder, pure chaos and the wavelengths of madness. Ergo, the bowing of his will to hers was a confirmation that the time of her manic duration was at hand and the he too would take away such depths of strength from this encounter having accepted that in her twisted means of logic.

Turning her attention towards the male whom addressed himself as the human among monsters, The Demon Queen paid close attention to the words that he bellowed out to her and cracked a wicked laugh in the wake of such boldness to her power. It always did her spirit good to see a rebel here and there; and this guy was the real John McCoy. Uttering redic that said he understood "darkness", muttering nonsense about claiming his "sanity" back and calling the likes of herself a "Brat" were all tell-tell signs that the individual before her was simply full of himself. There wasn't a need for her to snatch the light within him, for the fact of the matter was, one day that source of radiant life within him will fade; and with that passing moment in the wind, so to will the flares of souls that give him that light dissipate into the vast cosmic nothingness of space itself and the futility to resist death's calling.

"How quaint, how rebellious, how utterly insane it is of yourself to bark such ludacris words into the universe! Okay, okay! I get it, you've got moxy; you've got something to prove and you wanna bounce off the reflection that my depth of sheer madness flows as you are pull into it's sunder. I get that much, Sugah', but you are utter obvlious and unaware of the reality of things around you. To drink from the waters of strength that stream like a monstrous waterfall in the depths of your mind's eye is not what I desire. Nay, it's merely the fact you should accept the inevitability of it's demise. Ye' may be powerful to some, ye' may possess outstanding willpower; but do you honestly fall under the assumption that it is going to last an eternity? All things come to an end, all forces break down and you are no different in this grand land of ours, Sou Yuuki. Merely give in, relax and embrace this lunacy so that you may one day to become like myself with enough derangement under your belt!"

Repeating yet again the cycle of her laughter, a joyous cackle escaped the pale lips of the Demon Queen as she basked in this wonderful feast they were all having under the guise of madness itself! Licking her lips to savor the moment further, she'd gaze her emerald eyes down upon the crimson scowl of the male before her heels once more as he started shouting such sweet notions as destroying the satanic empire in which she has crafted, yet muttering the soothing sounds of submission to the chaos binding his soul at the same time. 'Twas quite the spectacle to behold as perhaps, with enough time given, maybe he could IN FACT follow up through with his threats! Yet the probability of that...WAS NEAR ZILCH! So it was this insanity, that despite the odds before him, SOu Yuuki would scream, howl, cry and shout out throughout the infinite darkness, the eternal madness and the endless stream of chaos that rained down on his soul like a never ending hurricane of sheer INSANITY!

"Oh dear, oh my! YOU ARE TOO MUCH! SIMPLY TOO MUCH FOR ME TO HANDLE! You've come to a place of understanding within yourself that you are beginning to wake up to the depravity and disorder around you, throughout the world you center yourself in and even within the deepest recesses of your minds enigma; rooting itself further into your subconscious brain to understand that this whole existence is merely a devoid SHAM! Ohohohoho, but before we dwell and give way to the sweet delight of discord herself, there is still a stubborn spark within your spirit that desires to fight against these everlasting odds!"

Positioning herself directly over the center of the now rising moon on the horizon, the eyes of The Demon Queen would become a flare with a gem green flare extending from each side of her face. The Asthavon was excited, no, she was thrilled! And now, more than ever, she wanted to see if the individual who claims the darkness as his own had enough balls between his legs to actually carry out that threat! Therefore, the final words given to him by the likes of the Royal Demon would have such....pleasure....behind each verse that she brought into existence.

"Yet, even though by all rights I should obliterate and reduce your state of being to dust in the wind, I think I'll await to see one day if you've consumed enough madness within this world to actually carry through with those threats. I won't slaughter you on this eve, I won't send my goons after you and I'll let you escape with your soul today. However, as hands of time goes on in the universe and the winds of change storm into your life a raging typhoon, you will awake to find yourself consumed by this all devouring state of mind. And then, only then, will you have an ounce of a chance of actually achieving those delusional goals. I speak arrogance now, I utter such bold claims; but it is going to be up to yourself to prove the plight of madness itself wrong. If you are as strong willed as you say you are, if your hands hold the ability to dissipate chaos itself; I welcome the challenge, I implore you to get stronger and I'll await the day where I am killed by your hands!"

Roaring those words down upon the likes of The Human Beneath off, as he would attempt to travel off into the worlds of the unknown, through a simply tracing spell conjured up by her by locking on to the sweet males spiritual energy; she'd deliver those words into the depths of his mind if he had disappeared too swiftly for her to echo those sentiments into the darkest pits of the rebellious youth's mind. Would he heed her advice? That much was uncertain to the Queen. Could he survive the challenge? Maybe not. But if he did? Hehehehe, things might be more amusing than the Demoness once thought. So this was merely another event chalked down on the events of The Royal Demon's life that was meant to anticipate and bring out the inner lunacy within the spirits of those whom she encountered. Grabbing on to her heart, taking heavy breathes and closing her eyes; she'd feel this surge within her grow stronger she once again started to embrace what she was, recover from the near-death she was in not too many months ago and was one step closer towards obtaining the answer she needed to diffuse the inner timebomb within herself through this encounter.

But....not tonight. Taking an exhale of breath, the air misty green skies, the darkening fog and the over zealous show of lights soon faded; and like the flick of a switch, the sounds of typical New York, New York blasted in like a crashing thunder clamp into normalcy. Directing her sights towards the empire state building, in a flash, in a hurry, she was at it's peak and a heavy sigh escaped her lips before saying these words and looking towards the direction of the statue of liberty:

"Hehehehehe....above all else, I believe I need to get better security for this place already! I've really been slacking in my absense of this country, haven't I?"

Having said that, the Demoness had faded into the blackness of the night and a emerald sphere was soon seen coming into fruition across the range of New York City. It seems that through this bump in the night, The Royal Mistress had some planning to do and the changes that would soon come to this fair metropolis were going to be quite major. Thanks to the flare of valor within the spirits of those two wonderful boys, a roaring surge of improved measures of defense would be birthed within the depths of this colossal jungle of buildings, concrete, people and demons alike as the new year would proceed onward.