The way she's looking… at me… Sunshine couldn't help the smile on his face, the small shivers that echoed up and down his spine. He felt the pressure of her judgment, of what she thought of him. It coursed through his body, deep in his veins. To the white-haired male, it felt so…
good.
When the woman asked him if Khala was indeed his god, he merely shook his head, holding up a single finger.
"I know there haven't been many Quincy places of learning in the last few hundred years here on this dust marble… but try to pay attention, would you~? She's Our Goddess." The marshmallow headed man loosed the barb, his head swiveling to one side, and then the other.
"But that’s quite alright… I never went to school, either; I was… homeschooled. So I understand having large gaps on what's right and wrong…" Sunshine's expression stayed much the same as the woman as he spoke… airy, condescending.
"You're riiiight… you're so riiiight… We'll all be closer to her, closer, CLOSER then you can possibly imagine…" Sunshine watched as her spiritual energy began to cascade against his. The man's mouth opened slightly at the sight, at the feeling, letting it push against his body, letting it cram and shove and tug at every bit of his muscle and bone. It threatened to crush him, to turn him into an afterthought…
It was exhilarating.
"Yes… protect them… protect them!" He practically shouted, his laughter beginning to consume his body as he felt her getting in the way of his advances.
"Feel how much she cares! FEEL HOW MUCH WORSE IT WILL BE WHEN SHE FAILS!" The man was practically shouting in his fervor. It seemed a promising battle; he was up against someone whose power expressed itself in a similar way to the Evil Angel's own.
Then let's start to see, shall we… where shall I start…? How shall I play with my food before I eat it~?His eyes were scanning across the battlefield the entire time. Deep within him, he could feel the spirits that stood by his side preparing for the ensuing battle.
Seems I won't be required to stand alone… Thank you, Goddess, in your endless mercy, for sending this assistance in your servant's time of need. The smile he gave to the approaching demon army was much less passionate, and more… caring.
But this means I'm no longer responsible for just myself… They need my help as well.Closing his eyes, Sunshine brought both hands over to his chest… a pink energy growing between his hands. Without saying another word, he allowed for the sphere to descend, pouring out over the demon hordes… infusing them with a reinvigorating energy, their bodies growing stronger and firmer, a fervor overtaking them as Sunshine continued to work himself up, laughing and enjoying the feeling of all the power rotating around him, driving him further and further, breathing hard in, and out, in, and out.
Sunshine's energy was flaring and chaotic as Sunshine's mind raced. So it was that the incoming attack ripped towards him, his body and mind still raging…
Quincy… Sunshine's body changed, morphed, dis-proportioned. His entire left arm became severed, flying off into the distance as it went spinning, black blood spraying out from the wound. It appeared to have worked, catching the man off guard…
But if she looked deeper, closer… she could see the strangest shininess beneath the wound, pushing through the dark blackness.
… The Goddess would never allow me to come to harm like that. The millenia old demon thought to himself as the blade retreated back into his severed arm. It hurt, oh, it hurt. It hurt like hell.
It made him feel
alive.
For a moment, Sunshine recalled the information that had been relayed to his monastery.
A Quincy woman with field-based abilities… He ran through the list of figures he had meditated upon before deployment. And… then Sunshine realized that his ears were both blown out.
…Ah. The musician. The face of the woman came to him, then. It was one he had considered offering to join their Church before. She certainly had the power to be an asset, not to mention the social ability. Just look at the troops she was rallying against them now.
Seems it was a waste not to follow through upon that after all… As he stood there, enjoying the feeling of his flesh recreating itself, like a disgusting liquid that grew out of the stump…
He felt the revelation.
…Hmm. Her energy… it's wrapped around those men of hers, isn't it…?
I think I've found my path… Thank you, Goddess…Sunshine smiled at Sofia… his body shifting and spinning as he let himself be blown away by Ghislain's attack, fitting neatly between the incoming energy. before his body disappeared, with the
shwoop of Shunpo. Sunshine reappeared within the midst of one of the regiments that were battling against the Demons. His arm was still half-reformed, regrowing rapidly. It hurt, it was distracting... but for now, Sunshine was able to bear it. The impressive part about that movement, though, was just how far he had managed to go in that single bound. And now… he was near them, near dozens of troops.
In that moment, a peculiar feeling began to spread and amplify around his body. Sofia could most likely feel the disturbance as the Melody was ripped and violently torn apart, its positive influence drained and crushed within a twenty meter radius of the Demon's body. Within this space, he was taking his own dominion; and as the rest of the battlefield looked on… and the soldiers standing around him began to crumple.
Screams tore across the battlefield, as Sunshine's body stood very, very still. His long hair was moving about on his head, the soldiers around him screaming and tearing at their bodies, crumpling into heaps. The core of the regiment became afflicted… worsened… as Sunshine's voice spoke, soft and gentle.
"No… you will not fall here… there is another path… A path of warmth, of care… one so nearby… if you can only… Accept Her…" Close to Sunshine's body, the soldiers became enveloped in a peculiar pink glow. The Demons that Sunshine had brought with him had reached this point of the regiment… and now they were mixing in with the soldiers that stood around Sunshine. It was as if they were possessed; they went along with the demons, battle hardened warriors giving into the despair and madness around them, flailing wildly in the chorus as Sunshine smiled.
The Demon flourished within places such as this. So much hope could be snatched and retrieved so quickly; but once Despair began to take hold, it was nearly impossible to be rid of. But the damage had been done, to an extent; with Sunshine's aura breaking through like that, it would be extremely difficult to completely shake that doubt from their minds. Then there was the ones who had succumbed, flailing and screaming as they were swept up in Sunshine's demon horde.
"HELP!""I DON'T KNOW! I DON'T KNOW! NO, NO, GOD, NO, PLEASE, PLEASE!""Ah, FEELS GOOD! NO, FEELS BAD! CAN'T, NO, PLEASE, YES, NO, NO!""Now…" Sunshine laughed, stepping within the throng of his demons and her soldiers.
"It's time for you to admit it yourself…" Sunshine's eyes widened, green spirals showing within them as he looked straight at her.
Like a prickling, like a prodding… now, it was a matter of mental defenses. To Sunshine's gaze, pictures would begin to appear… like a movie reel, rapidly sliding through his mind's eye. What mattered was the clarity; what mattered was her mental defenses. She had been 'marked' by his Despair Vision; and from this point onwards, Sunshine would continue to hound her mental aptitude, poking and poking away… trying to learn more and more about what she had failed at in her life… what made her feel
despair…
- Despair Vision:
Despair Vision
Despair Vision is Sunshine's ability to look into a person's worst regrets and fears. This is a direct power that reads the psyche, mental state of a person. This means that those who have mental guards or abilities which prevent manipulation of their minds will be resistant to his observations, making what seems like the 'picture' murkier. What this experience is like is as if a movie is flowing Sunshine's mind in an instant, informing him of all the things he is capable of observing. The only problem with this ability is that he is only able to use it on up to two people per thread; as once the two are defined, he will keep attempting to read them and see what they despair of. In addition, the closer he comes to finding out what they actually despair, the more clear the picture becomes, as if they are keys that begin unlocking the true picture that is slowly being developed against a resistant mind. Finally, the more in despair a person is, the more they are influenced by the Sin of Despair's abilities as well as the damage they take from the attacks produced by it. Finally, against simple minds Sunshine can see all of their greatest regrets, and proceed to manipulating them however he desires.