[WORLD REFORMATION WAR] Journey to The West; War Manifests
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[WORLD REFORMATION WAR] Journey to The West; War Manifests
Sat Jan 30, 2016 5:24 pm
Artist: N/A - Song: Protectors of Earth- Word Count: 714
Now this was a strange predicament to be in considering the scope of what Hayden was used to, fight a war was his specialty some could say. He enjoyed feeling the carnage around him at times embracing the darker side of him that would be willing to slay a hundred men to save a thousand in the long run. It was both selfish and selfless in his eyes for his rage is what kept him tethered to this world, but as he was a sworn defender of earth the same could not be said for the sugieran realm a place he had never seen but here he stood ready to go up in arms to defend it. None the less his training partner brought this to his attention and he knew nothing of the defenses or who would stand to defend it… so he offered his help of his own free will separate from his duties of his previous world.
When they entered through the portal Hayden blinked looking around at the fields before him of wheat and other types of vegetables that he held no use for at this moment. It was quite a nice feeling as if he was returning to a simpler time before the bloodshed that he had grown accustomed to; perhaps it was his slayer nature tugging at his emotions due to this is like the very land his bloodline started in. The trees waved their leaves along with little regard for the who or what was here, as if peace was something that was happening all across the land, ignoring the coming war that would descend upon this peaceful place within minutes. This was the hell of war, it could turn the most serene places into that of a place of death and sorrow; today Hayden would not allow this.
As he left his thoughts he looked behind him to see a marvelous wall, that would be good for defense, but beyond it was a city a lively one at that. The setting of said city seemed to be that if medieval origins with towers and gates that connected to the wall. At least it seemed to have some sort of protection from evaders which would prove useful along with the river that seemed to course through in front of the gate. It was a pretty nice set up in the mind of Hayden a military commander, he could easily see the tactical benefit of having such a city and wall to defend. None the less it was time to make sure Hayden was good.
Hayden was wearing his battle attire that consisted of well.. a medieval set of armor which the irony of the situation wasn’t lost to him. The armor he wore held a metallic chest piece that was similar to a vest that covered his front and back that he used straps to keep secured tightly to his body with padded leather interior for his comfort. His shoulders held pauldrons that was separated by three metal pieces each that were all interconnected via one welded piece. His legs seemed to have the same setup on his thigh it seemed; these where more as weights for himself to make sure he didn’t over release too much energy but also to make him seem not as big a threat he was. On his back was his signature Zanpakutō waiting to be released from it’s half-harness/half-energy concealer to begin this battle.
“Kayta; you feel it don’t you? The energy heading our way. I think it’s best you get ready for a battle- I’ve never felt a presence this.. tainted.”
Hayden spoke to her calmly in a strong baritoned voice, the low calculating voice was a good indicator he was planning something which of course was how he was going to fight without releasing too much energy and diverting the enemy away from the city if the fighting had to become prolonged. His hazel eyes scanning the field before releasing a hum before chuckling which was more akin to a low guttural throaty sound.
“We’re gonna have to move them away from the city; when we dealt with this I say we go on a little adventuring to figure out what idiot would want to excite my evening, aye?”
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Re: [WORLD REFORMATION WAR] Journey to The West; War Manifests
Wed Feb 03, 2016 1:08 pm
Artist: RD-Sounds - Song: Demon Strundum - Word Count: 2339
Insanity! This is what the world truly deserves for its title! Yes, this rotten world that does not deserve another chance to be alive again because of its mere stupidity and corruption that they could not simply standby and watch. It is just a tomfoolery to just being the spectator of the rotting world. The entire world, every speck of realm, every single being deserves a better place and life than ever before, free of wars and child's quarrels, free from ever being under control of another person just because of the fact that they are 'stronger' than them. These ideals are stupid from the beginning and it will always be judged as such. Waging the Reformation War was the only option that they will choose to wipe out these cancerous beings that dared to dirty the lands of every realm, controlling and manipulating their people as if they were dolls. People being pretentious 'heroes', and pretentious 'villains' that simply drives the nuts out of his brain without a second thought. Why wage war? SIMPLE! This world has no other options because 'they' knew that they will never be the type to negotiate peace treaties just because they 'think differently'. Simply put, it will end up in a war no matter what way they approach this.. nonsensical world that knows nothing but themselves to stand on top of the throne as if they owned it in the first place. They never tasted true pain, the true nightmare, the true suffering and death that simply, with a snap of a finger, nothingness drives right into your obliterated consciousness and all of that is just gone. The purpose of this war to give the rightful place to everything and everyone, to cleanse and wipe out all of humanity and reform it into something better, the ideal world without anyone to decide the 'top' by judging through power, status or anything else. The idea of this war may sound like nonsense and stupid, but to the host itself, driven by his past desires of wiping all of the causes of his pain in his way, he seeks to clean up the trash from every realm, every world, and every particle that ever exists to corrupt the atmosphere that truly built 'life' on this very land.
Who would that be? The Nightmare, Sou Yuuki. A simple introduction of this monstrous being, what brings such an important person right here? Why the sugiura realm? Why specifically.. this place? In all honesty to put, there is no reason for him to be here in the first place. Bringing himself through the cracks that had formed across the skies of Sugiura Realm, Sou had that ability as the host of this war, the bringer of this idea of 'reforming' the world, travelling through the cracks was a simple ordeal for him. It wasn't his powers or anything, but it was already there when this one hell of a war started by his command, and made use of it for his travelling needs if he felt like it. So, to bring himself here was certainly a privilege on its own to think of, because his reason to come here was certainly none. He was bored waiting for challenges to be thrown at him, for 'heroic' beings to put a stop at his schemes of cleaning the cancer out of this world. So, why not bring himself to them instead? It is a flawless idea at its best, right? Sugiura Realm was one of his choice to make since he had never once went there before, and as a host of this war, he had eyes and ears from the Reformed that rained down on every realm to keep him updated on what is happening on their statuses. This isn't telepathy or some fancy shit, but as beings that he made with cracked energy, they are to give him the required information about it in case some changes in plans were to be made. Simply put, time to take a peek in what is in store for him in this realm that is prepared to go against his ideals of cleaning this cancerous world.
The very moment he entered the Sugiura Realm, he had one of the two important choices to make. Considering that area he planned to land into, the Western Clan's territory, inbetween the Western Clan's city, or the interesting output of energy that is happily presented to them to feast on. If he were to join the assault against their city, he would be able to accelerate the destruction of the very city itself and be done with at this point, however, at the same time, Sou didn't want to care as much about the city since it is the job of the Reformed to do this kind of sweeping, not him. Without much hesitation, his head nodded and eyes lazily shifted towards the other Reformed, within a collective group of Aadi, Pashu and the Netr. If the Dev was here, it would make his job much easier. However, having only one of them specifically for each realm, it is better to save it for the important parts in case, well, if Sou himself, were to die at any given moment as the Dev plays a huge role in leading massive destruction across realms for their monstrosity that he had built them for. Not a word was given, and his intentions was easily grasped by the Reformed to advance towards the city once they have landed against the grounds of the Sugiura Realm, while the Nightmare himself will handle this kind soul that is giving off his position like a little kid who wants to be given a candy during halloween.
Using the vibration from his bare foot, he would appear afloat for a second or two as air particles began to solidify under his foot. Why? Vibrations that created friction under his feet would create an attraction for electron particles of air particles, as well as creating a light compression of wind that would allow him to collect dust particles to further on agitate the frictional force under his feet using the vibrations. By further compressing it by caging the particles via vibrations, it would have created enough pressure to force it to first implode, but explode into a huge burst of energy that fires his body as if it were a human-sized bullet. Targeting himself towards the energy signature given off by this very being, his body would be blasted at insane speeds. Of course, in order to move at speeds even a master in that area to be rather surprised for, with his control over his own strength, he was able to use the collected particles under his feet, and make use of the concept of 'singularity', but 'lightly' using that concept by causing a finite compression under his feet, to a few dots of particles still existing after its state of implosion, and releasing a huge explosion of energy under his feet and together using the strength from his knees to further support the speed at which he is moving under after the explosion of shockwaves under his feet, would allow him to move at speeds that he generally is unable to move 'under his own without relying his strength'. Of course, instead of crashing right into the individual, he zips past him at a blink of an eye and blasted a crater right against the earth beneath the feet which he landed on; a shockwave that stretched miles under the force that he landed together with on his bodily mass.
The gust of wind that created together with an explosive force from the landing cleared the dust without much of a problem, revealing the identity within a matter of seconds prior to his own landing. It was easy to identify who was behind this one insane of a landing; who is the Nightmare himself. Crimson red hair, bloody red eyes and a lean body. Equipped with the new prototype of the Annihilator and the I.E.B.N, the rest of his attire is much self-explanatory by any means necessary considering it has always been the same look for the past few years, before and after the death of the original Nightmare that once held that name high and mighty; and now replaced by his Inverse.
He was different; very different in contrast with the original. At this point of this war, Sou does not intend to hold back. Yes, the consciousness of the original Nightmare still exists within the body of the Inverse and it does suck to now play this idiotic role of a 'villain' for this kind of child's play. He was not going to underestimate neither overestimate the likes of this individual that he was going to engage with, his crimson red eyes stared deep into the young man with his body stood straight and steady without even a gush of fear appearing from any part of his body. It was a very direct body language that the Nightmare is giving off, as it is not 'confidence' that really makes him all that fearless against him as human emotions, despite being an Inverse, still applies to him. However, it was the driving thought of that he will fight regardless of who or what he will encounter. His previous encounters with beings much stronger than the likes of this man that brought the Nightmare to his defeat in a matter of seconds, he took everything as a lesson and embedded it into an experience to anyone that he fights. He will not hold back his punches neither will he overthrow it, because this is the trait that truly brings him that very title of 'The Nightmare'. A powerless human that can only be described as a monster with his bare fists, the strength to break even the laws around him and overpower even the impossible.
His crimson red eyes never broke contact with the individual the second after his landing, the sight of seriousness yet.. a hidden laziness that really put together his rather complicated train of thought. But one thing is for sure; Sou is not an opponent to be trifled with that easily. Sure, he does not even have a tiny bit of spiritual energy that say that he is extremely powerful or anything at all that really gives him to looks of a powerful man. However, his body.. no, his existence alone would be constantly pouring out a natural pressure that mimics to that of a spiritual pressure of a shinigami's, that shows him as far more than just a human, but a monster that even this man has never met before in his life. Demons, Arrancar and other powerful beings would have been the match of this brave soul that he met right here and right now, but surely, a powerless human, a man with no powers at all has a simple mechanic of 'pressure' would be enough to wash off everything he has encountered before, this was simply a sight to behold. This is not cockiness; but a simple fact from someone who had fought alone against countless of enemies for the past few years without a single break on his mortal body.
Grinning at the sight of the soldier, one of his arms leaned at his crutch and his other hand reached out to him, only to say simple sentences befitting to bring this conversation, well.. somewhere.
"Sup. I guess introduction is pointless here between the both of us. Just get it over with and release the strongest state that you can go into to save some time from all the kiddy fights. So yeah, try your best."
Making his declaration from his thoughts without hesitation, what he spoke was the truth and sincere. He was tired from all of the fights that was never taken seriously at some point, especially that his original self never fought seriously except just that once during the Australia War. The Nightmare himself was not interested on fights with weak punches and kicks anymore as it has been going like that for the years of fighting he had gone through. This sentence he spoke was either a 'take it or leave it' scenario. Really, it is up to the decision of this man to fight seriously or do it half-assedly. Attack him, scratch him, whatever this young soldier wants. The Nightmare simply stood there steady and strong, his crimson red eyes continued to stare as laziness became noticeably swept across his eyes. Insanity is just waiting to be lit in the Nightmare's head, because he hasn't been letting it out for the time of his death. Now, let's get this started, shall we?
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