Artist: Unknown - Song: Invader - Word Count: 4104
Everything he had planned to fight her with just raw strength and anger alone was not enough to deal with the Demon Queen, blinded by his own rage against her, everything was thwarted by the likes of Mana. The realization for such mistakes was far too late, everything he deemed of 'destroying the darkness' was nothing but a fakery against his own dreams as a human. His pride took the toll, it was a heavy burden against him, the Nightmare didn't want someone to pity him, look down against him just because he has no standards nor the ability to fight someone that reached the level of an actual Demon Queen. He was weak, that was all, he didn't work hard enough. Twisted with the thirst for more power, his path was merely blinded by the darkness and the rage to redeem himself for what he has done in taking away the lives of the people that he unintentionally took with his bloodied hands that forced him to cross the blood-stainted path that he never wanted to move into, ever in his thoughts nor life.
Beyond there, when his true awakening was revealed, he had lost all sense of his own conciousness, fought in such a bloody battlefield with only rage to boil his soul like the flames of hell itself, that was everything he could think of when he entered such state. His rampaging mind and body was rushing like an adrenaline, fighting at all costs even if in his current state. Never to yield to defeat, never to give up, never to even leave an inch of regret behind his back with the beings he had slaughtered. Deeming that the Demon Queen was the root of everything that flipped his life upside-down, this is why his emotions boiled with rage and sought to slaughter her with his mortal hands, even if it is an impossible feat for him to achieve. There was only Death await before his eyes, to reap his soul and take it away into the depths of world full of pain and the screams of victims that he had killed, giving him one hell of a ride to a place of darkness, screwing his mind and break its will as long as it still stands in existence.
Before the monstrous roar took its place into obliterating his figure, his hands clapped, before a great deal of plasma formed across his surroundings, protecting him as an outer shell like an egg would but as expected, it would simply blow all of it away with its power, his hand reaching before unleashing that last strength against the great force, hopefully being able to blast back with a tornado as well using the force of the vibration and the friction of the air particles, forcing the wind to attract at that one point and swirl as the particles crashes against each other, thus a tornado was produced with a blast of his palm. But knowing for a fact, it was all but to protect his bare clothing and minimize the damage as little as he possibly could by blasting another wind right at it, but it wouldn't stop the fact that his left arm was severely crippled, at a point it could be healed but at a much slower rate than usual, the bones snapped, unallowing him to use it anymore. Only if he can receive a greater power, something far beyond, but too driven by his own anger, he was blind against his own grave right before his eyes.
Propelled to an empty 'dimension', a realm of oblivion, it was cold for him. It was the same thing all over again, every path he took was wrong at every way. Rejected by the society, the reality. To a point of getting himself killed and was thrown into the abyss where it would simply consume him, waiting to reborn him like a phoenix from its flames, either into a plus or a hollow, or becoming into a shinigami. He doubted those facts with all the sins he held upon his shoulders. All he could do was to let his thought flow as his dead body floated across the abyss, thinking the simple fact of his own life. What did he fight for, in the first place? Fighting Mana was only an alternative goal and a delusional path to walk into because he never had an 'actual goal' to move into and strive for, this is why gaining more power became his target, to become stronger and know the actual path before him, but his anger blinded him greatly and before he knew it, the Demon Queen ended him just like that wihout a slightest hint knowing what happened to him.
All these thoughts that ran in his mind further built the fragments of his goal. His past that tormented his will, broke his personality apart and turned into a monster-like being he was currently, that is why he called himself the 'Nightmare', destroying anything that dares to defy him and his advancements for power. When Shadin took him down, he learnt his lesson by trying to put his personality further away from the line, less pissed and less swayed by anger. However, despite all that, the true dark side of his face were his true awakened, a beast that cannot be tamed, and blinded him with rage that burns his sight like the fires of hell, and the consequences were dire. His need of revenge, to redeem, to become the 'hero' once again were all but blinded by rage that he possesses. These determination he held up for so long would be nothing of an effort if he was to cover his eyes from the reality for the rest of his lives. The fragments, was collected. He knew he couldn't die just yet, and if he cannot redeem his great sins of taking the lives away of the innocent, then he will
PROTECT the damn innocents as a villain, the darkness, and one day, he will become the hero, the light that he sought for.
Lesson learnt, he figured out anger and vengeance will not resolve anything, and would lead to his death. Fight if you want to survive, stand if you want to live, look foward if you do not want to be swayed by needless emotions. Hesitate and you will die, and never to look back in the past. He will redeem by protecting, and from now, he won't die yet too early in fighting Mana. Knowing the power gap between the human and the Demon Queen, he chuckled at the very fact. Speaking to himself with a smile, it was full of sarcasm but it was a fact for his own stupidity and foolishness,
"Tch. If i figured that out sooner, i wouldn't need to die so dramatically. Now i get it, you damned abyss. I know what i have to fight for now after my eyes are blinded from that stupidity i tried filling myself with. It was to protect, so i could prevent less deaths, as a villain. NOW THEN, LET'S GET ON WITH DEALING WITH THIS PIECE OF SHIT WE HAVE HERE!!!!!!"[ CHANGE SOUNDTRACK ]
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A sheer blow of power suddenly surged throughout the entire city. The feeling was like no other than an explosive spiritual power that is flowing right throughout the vicnicity of the New York City. The abyss could've eaten him up by now, but it would be a try-hard action to actually break through the gates that leads to reality. There was no more running away, no more hiding or tremble in fear from the sins he has done, and it was time for him to face the truth around him, that no matter how much he struggles, he will need to accept the reality around him that he killed so many innocents that it drove him into the path of the villain, but that won't stop him from shredding the darkness throughout the city and do what was meant to be done, protect the ones that required protection, and keep them out of harm's way, to prevent more death that crushes his very sanity.
In a way or two, even in such cases of being shut off from the face of the existence that seperates the gateway between the reality and the abyss that Sou currently resides in and was thrown into, the fabrics of the very gate would suddenly crack in the mid-air, the position where she sealed the very gateway itself away from the reality that she was currently in, all but to be broken by the increasing power of his bodily energy and chi energy, that is expanding rather indefinitely. His arms was suddenly wrapped itself with white flames, each and every tiny bits of these flames were not normal type of fire that one encounters, through using an ounce of his knowledge, these flames were made through an ancient knowledge and made purely out of angelic properties, flames from the unknown world and from the heavens itself, tapped right out of his mind that provides the information. Legs were all engulfed with white flames as well, and if a being such as demons or even hollows, a touch from these flames can make them feel an intensive pain surging throughout their entire body as if they were pierced by millions of blades and cut down to pieces, crushed by hammer and so on by the beings that has an ounce of 'evil' in them, much like 'cleansing' them but at a much more painful ways than one.
His wings were no longer a pair of black wings, formerly represents his great rage and hatred towards mankind because of their different views and their rejection against him, hence the true awakening, the dark side of his very power that kept him away throughout these span of years. However, these white wings represents his heavy resolve and determination from the pain he suffered, the rejection, the deaths of the innocent that drove him to insanity and into the blood-stainted path that he may never return. These dark sides were soon driven away after his great resolve and determination to protect those who were powerless and needed that protection, willing to mend his own wounds and redeem his sins by doing good again, and reclaim the light that he once lost all by himself with his bare hands, this is why the Full Awakening was unleashed by all of resolve and answer to his actual meaning of life, allowing him to develop the true goal that he never once had, to protect and the only thing that drives him right into the depths of hell and move foward in a huge leap like never before. The Nightmare, has awakened from his darkness.
However, it does not void away the fact that Mana has restricted his capability as a human, not all of it, with chances of his unbreaking will, he tends to resist her ability to take away his life force and chi energy and hold up his determination, no more anger nor hatred, all but pure sense of righteousness and the right sense of mind. All due that his strength is greatly restricted for a month into the orb she made, Sou intends to take it back what's his, otherwise, self-defense would not be easy wihout his strength going through some punches and kicks for an eternal blow-ups. All the damage and pain from Mana was all but to ensure the pain of his body and soul, not to mention his soul chain being greatly affected out of everything else that may take it, his chi energy can be felt to be fluctuating from time to time, and rather randomly upon his outburst of power into the angelic structure of his deepest core of power, the
Fully Awakened Nightmare.
It was hard to completely erase the abyss itself through sheer spiritual power itself, even if he was at Kenpachi's level, he needed something more than just raw power of overflowing energy. Despite being able to leave cracks through the gateway itself that seals him out of the universe, the living realm, New York City, it doesn't mean he can break it wihout sufficient force, and to do so, he might need a little twist. Such scales were large, not to mention that his energy was still fluctuating from the effects of Mana's attempt to seal off his strength, giving him a tough time to maintain his physical body of that of a semi-divine being's and maintaining that almost-indefinite chi energy that surges from tip to toe, nowhere on par with the Demon Queen yet considering that it was unlocked not too long ago and its potential was not as revealed as it was yet, for now, to destroy the abyss would be an impossible task, so the twist would be the destruction of the gateway.
The fact that the cracks appeared was because of the frictional force of the gate's physical structure against the exploding energy that his state unleashes, not to mention that the fabrics of the space-time that supposed to lock its connections away from the abyss he was sent to by Mana was too disturbed by the heavy prowess of his increasing power, forcing it to reopen because of its inability to contain an energy that was almost hitting the level of angelhood itself, but less stable where it pushes his status away from such level of being called a 'divine being', but considered to be enough to be rather powerful in such state. Leaving the cracks open, his hand burst right through it, with his wrist that was summoned in a shape of a large ring just about the size of his hand, moments later, he would make an attempt to shoot the blast of pure light, different from the potential of his 'Imaginary Plasma', its force would be indeed powerful to completely shatter the gateway that Mana tried to seal him away into the depths of the great abyss to leave him rot, die and reborn as a plus and come back in a form of a shinigami, but it won't happen today, because his goals are not achieved yet, after recollecting his past, it was not the time to give into the lost mind.
Piercing right through the shatterings of the gate, if it made an impact before the earth of the New York City, in Mana's sight, it was far different than what she may or may not have imagined, creating a prowess of force that simply devour up a huge portion of the city itself, even if reinforced by a barrier, it would at least take out half of the city itself by its strong prowess of power. The unstability of his state made Sou vomit pure red blood from his mouth, hints of the fact that he can't maintain his form very well even if he achieved it not too long ago and the damage he received from Mana earlier ago before he tapped into this state were not healing too quickly than what he had expected, before stepping right out from the gates to show his new appearance for the likes of Mana, a sincere smile of enjoyment, entertainment and achievement, no sarcasm and no sinister appearance, all under a pure fact he had took ahold of the resolve of his life, and will not die in vain over such simple fact for fighting Mana and 'vanguishing darkness'. If he realised this earlier, he wouldn't need to be damaged so badly. Roaring out his voice, the tone was no longer full of sarcasm, hatred or anger, it had a sense of calmness and righteousness behind him, no more of his own hatred of the mankind that rejected his existence.
"Yo, Queen! Guess who's back from the abyss and the world of thinking? Its your favourite mortal human that came all the way from Hell, Mana Asthavon!"The voice of his that roared outwards from the collapsing gateway that Mana made, it was no longer distorted unlike he was during in his true awakening state, he was able to speak like a mortal in a language where everyone can listen to. His eyes sharpened its senses, before his breath became stabilized in its own pace, he wanted to at least get something back that was taken from him, the restriction that made against him and infused it into her chest, and it would be the time to take that orb. Booming in a flash of speed, he was able to move at a speed beyond his actuality in speed in a sudden blink of an eye was to change the pressure according to his previous calculations on his fight against Mana while his device was still around before it went through a probability means of destruction from the Queen's attack, but never to mind that, by utilizing the energy waves between his feet and the air itself, he was able to make a large explosion of wind with an enough force to push him beyond his speed limit, and in exchange of going through that change, his nose seem to bleed from the sudden changes in his body's velocity that it never got used of since he just used such thing recently, forcing his blood pressure to go highs and lows which caused a nose bleeding, but his senses was not affected much nor was his body balance was.
Making a rather risky attempt to smash and puncture his hand right through Mana's chest to snatch back the orb, there is a good chance he may lose that arm of his before he could approach her directly, but making it a try, hopefully for the lady luck to at least give him the succession of getting it back, the moment his hand punctured right through her chest, in half-way before completely bursting out from the other side of her chest, it creates a small white orb from his spiritual energy, and make an instanteneous explosion that would not cause any harm to her internal and external structure nor her energy as well, but it was for the orb to recognize the spiritual wavelengths between his and the orb's, gaining the access and was 'probably' used to force the destruction of the seal or any safety that may interfere with it, the second he has his very hands on the orb, he would literally crush it by force to regain what's right of his capabilities that was restricted, and if attacked by Mana through means of another roar or to cut him in the slightest with her horns or the claw itself, his body would naturally produce a defensive light akin to his electromagnetic field but less electrifying, and produces more firepower that redirect these sort of attacks if they hit right against it, unless Mana can create a strong piercing capability to her horns or claws, it is actually easy to cut right through it with force that has a 'piercing capability'. The usage of Death Energy would become something that would deal almost no effect against the defensive field he produces, by using a fact of 'purifying'.
Knowing that Death Energy is an essence of Death itself, Sou would become just 'almost-invulnerable', not completely, wihout a sufficient amount of Death Energy and power, his defensive field would be tough to rot since it uses the purifying methods akin to an angel or a holy ability, cleansing the DE because of its 'evil nature' of being an essence of Death, which means that Sou himself cannot wield such energy as well, as if he were to possess it, indeed he can use Death Energy, but it would end up for his complete loss of his Full Awakening and to never be able to use his full awakening because of its 'semi-divine' state and its angelic properties that cannot cleanse the essence of that energy in his body, thus his inability to use it. For now, it would be an easy fact that the attempts to hit him hard with DE would be a feat that is just about impossible unless Mana can create an absurb force of it to break through its 'purifying' capabilities. For normal attacks, it simply redirects the forces of these attacks by creating an opposing momentum or 'force' that strikes back one's attack or force, forcing it to redirect as long as it produces a higher form of power that would overwhelm the other one.
There would be no sense of pain felt by Mana, nor when the moment he had his hand pulled right out of her chest where it smashed right into it, there would be no pain no matter how much one struggles to feel even a receptor of that very pain. Going through the factors of a body's receptor, it was made simple was to temporarily disable their pain receptors the moment it punctured through, by making a pulse of energy that stretches not too far and not too close, cancelling the feeling of pain until he had his hand pulled out and when the chest reforms by itself wihout needing the user's permission at all. Moving quite a distance away from the Demon Queen, his nose had a clear visible amount of blood bleeding right of it, enough to make up a cup of his own blood, it was proven that his body was not at its stable state where he can control the power of a semi-divine being, not to mention again that even with his capabilities regained, his energy levels would still fluctuate since his body was not 'prepared' to handle such a power in an extent of an almost infinite chi power where he could perform large scale attacks, but can be considered enough for him to summon attacks that is many times stronger than his Imaginary PLasma, but he didn't awaken for the sake of fighting further.
His mouth opened, only to speak the words that one might not expect from a berserker, from the Nightmare's very voice,
"I hereby announce that i have lost my fight against the Demon Queen, Mana Asthavon and i will retreat as you wish that i would. I won't mindlessly attack anymore, and i thank you for letting me taste the defeat in a fight i will never win, and i will come back in a form where i can fight you wihout swinging around my fists like some crazy bastard. Hoiwever, i wonder if you would let me out of here, since i know that you aren't in a happy-go-lucky mood.""I may not require any pity from you. It may not be my style to announce my very defeat against you, but i understand that none of us would gain anything even if i get to slaughter you, or if you get to slaughter me. I do not want your looneys to follow me, since they might risk their lives trying to cut me down since i was defeated by you as well. I apologize if i punctured your chest earlier, since i needed something back that you taken from me."His eyes glanced with a direct eye contact against Mana's, there was no sarcasm nor anything that was behind his words, nothing else but seriousness about his loss against Mana and his will to retreat, to take it as its his own defeat with the realization that he won't be able to keep himself on par with Mana no matter how powerful he was, and he is just going to keep fighting and evolving, until he get to that point where he could finally fight Mana head-to-head and with the same power that could clash against each other evenly. With his current state and newfound power, he doubt he can maintain his full awakening for long since he just tapped into it not too long ago as long as his mind remains positive of his own. The decisions are all in Mana's hands, and depends how she gives her decision, this might be the only way to leave this place safely and put away their grudges. It is not fear, but more as an acknowledgement of meaningless deaths and no achievement in the end for either side. He knew it, but blinded himself away from it with pure rage previously, but he has to accept the fact that he is not powerful enough, and even if he can't fight her, he will protect those who has no power, that was it that drives his thoughts with determination and resolve for his own future. Nothing else but that.