(FINSIHED) THE BATTLE FOR LONDON! (MAIN STORYLINE EVENT)

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(M a n a M a n a)

"I am the slave to the Demon God!" ~ Mana Mana

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[ S o n g F o r P o s t]



[ Y o u s e i T e i k o k u - H a d e s : t h e b l o o d y r a g e ]
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E n t e r P o s t



W i t h T h e M a n a
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Come here my little child~



Are you ready to play another game with The White Devil?

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Let the sounds of chaos echo to our satanic god!


(This takes place in London, England)

While the sun was setting down upon the United Kingdom's beloved city of London, this sundown would mark the end of any sort of peace this fair place would ever see for quite sometime. The Servant of the Demon God, Mana, was on her way to invade this city as a apart of a large tactical effort her allies from the Kokuryuteshi had set in place all over the globe. This plan involved conquering many large cities scattered across the planet in order to create strongholds for the Kokuryuteshi and it's allies. If everything went according to plan, this would eventually help in Kin's plans to overthrow the Soul King and rewrite the ways of this chaotic world, while providing The Demon God and his followers an endless supply of blood, flesh and entertainment from the battles that would ensue over the course of this invasion.

For now, though, Mana had not asked anyone from the Kokuryuteshi or Nuevo Espada to guide her towards this invasion. Before leaving for this mission, she simply left a telepathic message, with the help of Kin Iramasha, to every single one of her allies that they were welcomed to aid her, but that she was going in first. After all, she had the blessing of the Demon God on her side. Not many had the power to go against his will, and for now she was his messenger of chaos.

As night time eventually consumed this massive city, Mana had appeared on one of the passenger capsules from the famous "London Eye" ferries wheel that was nearing the top height of this ride. "For Lord Touketsu, the blood of these docile animals will be sacrificed for his goals!" Fascinated by the view she was witnessing from where she was standing, Mana had a gracious smile appear across each of her soft lips while she held out her right arm in front of herself. "So let's have a blast...." Giggling softly, Mana balled her hand into a fist as she let loose a monstrous reitsu from her body that stopped the London Eye dead in it's tracks.

From here on out, Mana's spiritual pressure could be felt all throughout England as she made the skies overhead turn a dark red while having multiple strikes of black, white and red lightening strike the ground across the city with enough force to wipe out a dozen city blocks. So, of course, multiple smoke clouds were seen appearing across London. Signaling the loss of many human lives, buildings and the power of Mana had at her disposal.

"....Am I right, Lord Touketsu?" Mana asked out loud as she slowly walked off the roof of the passenger capsule she was once standing on, and out into the middle of the air by manipulating the reitsu around her. "This is all for the cause of destruction!" While raising her arm in the air, a small beam of light fell from the sky that contained Mana's powerful scythe. When it was within reaching distance, Mana took hold of it and pointed it towards the many buildings ahead of her.

"Hehehehe..." Using Energy Blast, one of the most basic abilities of her scythe, she shoot off multiple ray's of green demonic energy towards the city. She can choose to fire rapid shots or wait and let it charge up over one post to equal the power of two Gran Rey Cero's. The Scythe can quickly gather up power, but once it reaches it's peak maximum shooting ability (which is charging up for a blast that is equal to six gran rey cero's) she won't be able to use the scythe this way for about six post and requires another five post before she can do it again with the strength of six gran rey cero's.

"So much fun to be had!" Mana commented as she watched more of blast destroying buildings and slaughtering humans. Laughing at the many who screamed, cried and ran in fear from the city to point where a black liquid was seen dripping from her eyes and into the lake below her. Everything these people were doing was all simply in vain. Eventually, people from the Kokuryuteshi would come to round up the citizens of this city and take them back to their realm with Kin Iramasha. It's either that or die completely.

"And here comes the clavary..." Just as stated before, many ships, portals and vechiles were appearing below England as multiple citizens were being kidnapped and brought back to the Kokuryuteshi's realm to either join, rebel or be killed by Kin Iramasha. They were seen breaking into homes and pulling people out, looking through the rubble of Mana's attack for survivors, rounding people up in the streets and eventually blocking off all entrances and exit from the city all corners of the city.

"I suppose I'd better bring my followers to!" So with that said, Mana activated Skull Smasher and summoned multiple grey colored skulls with green light coming out of the mouth, nose and eyes all across the city from the sky. At that point, the skulls opened up their mouth and had a portal from demon world appear as hundreds of Demon's started to aid the Kokuryuteshi members within the city.


And with that, a shitstorm was about to go down

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[ E n d P o s t ]

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Chaos...he could feel the vibrations, the sensations of being moving to and fro between the spiritual realms, something was happening. Amidst the glass trees of the Menos Forest was a single entity, tattooed arrancar bearing the number five upon his chest, standing in silence as he felt from worlds apart, the massive amounts of reiatsu being unleashed between opening portals throughout Hueco Mundo leading to the human realm almost overwhelming. It seemed the factions were on the move, his brow twitched with a sensation of irritation and worry, he had to follow, not to aid those invading, but those being invaded. Such spikes in dimensional travel never occurred, not unless some massive military movement were taking place, and he could feel the numbers slipping away from Las Noches. It was time for his name to be known once more. In a fashion mirroring those whom he were to hunt, a garganta opened before him, leading the man through darkness and show to the city of London, and the great scenes of horror that had forced themselves upon the city.

Eyes were wide, fists clenched and his presence was made known by the sheer weight of his angered reiatsu pulsing throughout the horizon of the city. It seemed demons had invaded this beautiful city, but the sight of so many brought to the slaughter or ripped away from their families, such infuriated him, driving to the brink of his sanity and self-control. Disciplined though he was, he could not sit idly by and watch the scene before him play out any longer. The sounds of his sonido reverberated throughout the streets and sky, each movement taking him to groups of the monsters that invaded, shots of bala and cero alighting the city with crimson and indigo displays of raw power, ripping away the stain these monsters had begun to create. The faces of humans so frightened, it sickened him, his stomach becoming weak at the sights and sounds of horror, gore of an undeserved slaughter painting the streets with red.

He raced through the streets and on rooftops, his dance of death raining the proverbial hell upon the invaders that surrounded as he continued his search. He had to find those in the lead, those with the power to command but also retreat, their death was a necessity, and the speed upon which he carried himself gave testament to his urgency. His senses stretched ever outward, working to grasp the location of those who had lead this invasion. His senses scanned for what seemed an eternity, until he had finally tracked the presence of two powers, one great and one near to his own. Without a show of reluctance, he dove headfirst into the whole of it, his sonido carrying him across the skyline at increasing speeds, all until he at last came upon both Mana and Dellapero, steps leading him to the sky above on equal ground, an intense glare addressing both individuals with every ounce of visible hatred he could muster.

Haori caught in the wind revealed the number of old upon his chest, tattoo faded but power not as he looked back and forth between the Espada and this demon wench that stood so insanely, gauging them both with the eyes of one most accustomed with battle and its horrors. His gaze did not falter, not in the least as he spoke, nor as he continued to stare gaping holes threw the two that he stood before. "Withdraw, else you find yourselves on the receiving end of that which you want no part of." Already, Marcus was making well on his warning, hands glowing with the crimson lights of deadly cero, the high-pitch whine of charging energies discernible, even over the sounds of mayhem below. His words were only partially a bluff, he could fight but only one of the two before him, not for lack of power, but for principle. His own logic cursing him and scolding him as a child for his chivalry of old, this one in charge, she was woman, and he could do nothing to harm her. A pitiful thing it was, honor.