THROUGH THE MADNESS WE GO~ WHERE WE STOP, NOBODY CARES~! (OPEN)

THIS IS MADNESS!



The Arrancar's eyes widened, the smile on his face reproducing and growing rapidly as he looked at the dark wizard. He smiled as heard the satisfying crunch of the man's skull against his knee, nodding just a bit, his smile leveling out at a normal size for once. It made a brilliant noise; a noise that made Justin almost want to cry out with glee. And then, and then, it happened; Zeref was pierced with the spear. Justin brought the spear back, having felt it pierce flesh, clothing, and blood. However, he was suddenly agitated; the bone wasn't harmed. That meant that his stab was a failure; and he simply could not stand that.

He pulled the spear back, even as he pushed his other hand forwards, noting the blood's quite dark color ashis tongue lulled out, the cero leaving his hand. While the being might have been an immortal; there was one thing that he did not possibly know. And that was what Justin was. As the blood slid into his mouth, Justin felt the sensation of its actual existence being erased; as within his mind, a single data file appeared for selection. The blood, and all its properties, for all intents and purposes, was completely gone. However, the unique energy signature that it left, and especially the fact that this particular energy signature had been unbelivably strong, linked Justin to where Zeref's energy was. He couldn't sense it; but the two were now linked in one special way. Or more specifically, they had the ability to link now. The link was a fixture of Jashin; and ahered to his abilities.

He watched, the dark wizard's body suddenly returning to life. Justin had known it would not be quite that easy; after all, that would just be BORING. ”More than SIMPLE trash it seems, HMM?” He noted, the force of the blast not seeming to have had the effect he had quite desired. But it was fine; Justin knew he sucked at cero overall, so it made little difference to him how much Zeref was affected by it. As Justin looked towards the rising man, he noted the extremely cruel aura. However, it was not the aura of a normal being; rather, it was that of one who was attempting to be a void. Justin's gaze met with this aura head on, his own aura vamping up as he gazed upon it. The two auras were strangely similar; both were ones that spoke of destruction, of a hunter about to destroy. However, Zeref's lacked any kind of intent; just the pure element of nothingness. The one that Justin wielded was a positive one; he had a direct path, and wanted to follow that path until he was completely unable to any longer.

As he met Zeref's eyes, for the first time, Justin's smile vanished. It was replaced by a thin line, as a memory came to him. He hated it when memories came to him; they were never his own. However, this was a memory of a memory; he remembered that eye. As the man raised up his hand, suddenly Justin's eyes opened wide, as he was thrown into a frenzy. His body burst forwards, his left hand flipping around as he stabbed the spear as hard as he possibly could into the thorny tentacle, the materials so extremely similar that Justin threw the spear, causing the tentacle to be diverted as Justin came right in front of Zeref.

”GET THE F#CK OUT OF HIS HEAD!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!”

Justin called out, as his right fist came down on top of Zeref's head, right onto his skull and to where that eye was staring at him. His hands moved with the speed of sonido, his fists appearing in front of Zeref's exposed stomach as he pounded into his stomach, over and over like a jackhammer, with enough force to shatter a skyscraper. Then, his hand flew up in the air, grabbing onto his scythe of Jashin as he cried out, bringing it downwards.

”RAAAAAAAAAAAH!”

He yelled out, as hi scythe broke the earth's crust, the force of the blast creating a crack where Justin brought it down to the earth's mantel, just a hint of red at the bottom of the tiny hole. If it hit, it would be most likely strong enough to actually remove one of Zeref's limbs; such was the immense force of the attack. Justin was extremely skilled in Hakuda, as was evident from the extraordinary amount of force he placed into his attacks. His feet pushed off the ground, as he sailed backwards, panting as he looked at Zeref.

”LEAVE HIM THE WAY HE IS! CRUEL THING, YOU DO NOT BELONG IN THIS EXISTENCE!” He called out, his voice shaking from the force of his words. He had no idea what he really sensed; but it was a mix of his instinct, his brutal instinct, and what the memory had shown him that enraged him towards whatever had begun to inhabit the Dark Wizard.

However, that wasn't all that Justin felt. He blinked as his head turned behind himself, his eyes widening and his jaw dropping as he saw the massive amount of energy that Mana had unleashed upon the city, seeing it by the city's edges. His legs gave out, his body falling to his knees as a great wind blew past him, his mouth still slightly open, his face a look of shock as he suddenly shook himself. The power suddenly wsa halted,as his body began to physically shake. His body was shakign violently, his breathing rapid as the energy passed over him. Jashin within him began to twitch, as if almost disturbed; before suddenly without warning it happened.

Out of Justin's back emerged a pair of wings. The wings folded out as his body changed. His clothes evaporated, as his body's skeleton could be seen in paint around his now black body. On his face, half of it was black with the imprint of a skull, and the other half was Justin's normal face, his hair much shorter and thinner than before. The wings leveled out behind his back, extending to their full lengths. ”...COLIN!!!!!!” He called out, as tears suddenly began streaming from his face. He could see it; finally, he could see it. His Washi Vision was clear; there was Colin, standing before the great demon, the hell bringer. Justin's hands grabbed onto the sides of his face as he began screaming, a scream that echoed throughout the city streets, a cry of mourning... and yet, clarity. Tears were now streaming down his face, as his wings continued to flap, exposed by the energy of the Truth as his madness was expelled, for the first time able to see clearly.

His wings flapped, as he stood to his feet, turning around to look at Zeref, his breathing fast and his body shaking. ”Dark Wizard. If you are still inside of that body... Go. There is one much, much worse than me that is about to gaint he power to harm life on a level that should never be possible. It's returning... The darkness is returning... GO BEFORE I LOSE TO MYSELF!” Justin called out, whipping out the spear of Jashin as he looked right into Zeref's eyes, the clear gaze staring him down. He was Justin Washi, the eldest brother of the Washi household; the one responsible for them all. For just a few moments, he was given sanity again; he was given the ability to see the truth, to see who he honestly was.

The spear hovered before him as his wings extended, looking straight up to the sky as the Sparrow of Jashin took flight, shooting straight up into the dark sky. He selected Zeref's blood sample, looking down at the immortal as he brushed the spear's tip on his own left arm, screaming as he felt the most ungodly amount of pain imaginable; before very suddenly bringing up his own arm and grabbing onto his own throat, his eyes widening as he choked himself, before suddenly his head popped off, flying clean off of his body. His body grabbed onto the amulet, as his entire body began to glow.

He brought his arm back, the amulet coming free of his body; something that shouldn't ever be normally possible. Then, he chucked it forwards at his full power, as the amulet flew far outside of the city in a matter of seconds, a garganta opening up in front of it, as garganta were no longer able to be created within the city. The amulet fell in securely, dropping back into the lab of Dr. Hebi as Justin's body began to glow brightly, his head falling down in front of the Dark Wizard... as it slowly began to smile again, his eyes still remaining that clear quality as it looked at Zeref, willing him to go and assist the grand battle before even his focus was lost, the clarity of Justin Washi fading once more as his head became little more than dust, burning down into a small pile of ash. His body had completely died; thanks to the strange properties of the energy of the Truth, enabled a special part of the Washi that he had never felt before.

Justin Washi has left the thread.