REMATCH~! The Moon's Rays Fall on a Blood-Stained Winter's Night!

"DOWN, HERE COMES THE SOUND!"

The Moon Iramasha roared, as his roar swept across the city, massive amount of shockwaves echoing through the buildings as massive panes of glass were cracked and shattered, Moonie leaning back as he appreciated the massive chorus of sound he had created. He threw his arms back, roaring once more as the very ground beneath his feet cracked open wide, foot long cracks shooting down all over around the ground. He was stuck in yet another significant city in Poland, continuing his march. He had just defeated the man in Katowice, Sasuke, and now he was looking for his next opponent.

"VOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOI!"

He cried out, his roar echoing across the plains as the legendary warrior threw back a single hand, a massive amount of blast shooting out around it and about it, covering the nearest four buildings as the very ground beneath the Moon Iramasha shook, the insane amounts of energy that were being released in that one hand echoing across the entire city, as at last the threw the massive punch downwards.

"VOI!" He cried out as his body was chucked immediately upwards, shooting high up into the sky as he was forced off the ground, which had a massive burst of ripping force sent through it as massive cracks appeared all over it, Moonie spinning around in the air multiple times as he threw his arms and legs out wide, his gravity changing into nothing as he began spinning around over and over again still at that high speed, smiling every widely at the energy sent through him by his own antics.

[size=28}"WHO WILL FIGHT ME NOW?"[/size]

As Moonie was causing more damage to the lands of Poland, his entire domain easily falling to his full strength as the windows shattered and fell to the ground with just his voice. As he kept yelling loudly, he would feel something odd and something familiar that appeared in the city with him. It was extremely powerful, at the Captain level of the Gotei 13 which was not something to just smirk at but the last time he felt this energy and pressure was back when he first took over Poland and it was never this... dense. This spiritual energy seemed to fill the city with an energy that could bring the hair of the back of nearly anyone's neck to stand up on end, as this was the feeling of Death. If Moonie looked behind him, he would see someone that he had not seen in a very long time. Michael.

Michael had changed quite a bit sense the last time they saw each other, as his body clearly looked more bulky as if he put on nearly twenty five pounds of muscle and he was no longer wearing a shirt, but unlike last time he saw him Michael was wearing no armor and he was covered in tattoos. Michael's chest was filled with demonic and tribal tattoos, all of them seemly coming out of a center point which was the Asthavon family crest and even someone as inattentive to politics as Moonie should know what the most powerful family in the world's crest is. Michael was still wearing his normal black jeans with black combat boots, and that if Moonie looked into Michael's eyes he would see that they were not longer hazel in color, but emerald green with blood red outlines and they seemed to shine like the gem in the light as Michael looked at Moonie.

" Hello Mjesec Võrgukliendid... I assume you don't remember who I am... but let me remind you.." In that very moment, the world around them seemed to become darker as if the sun had been bloated out by something and then Michael would vanish for a moment, and appear right in front of Moonie. Using his right fist, Michael would send it directly into the jaw of his opponent at full strength, but this attack was not only more dangerous than any other one he had sent at him before due to the simple fact that Michael had focused the physical energy of the attack into a single point, combined with the fact that his fist's mass has been increased by double effectively doubling the force of the blow, which once it made contact with Moonie's jaw had enough explosive force to level over six miles of land, and all of that force was going directly into Moonie's jaw hopefully shattering it and send him hurtling into the ground where he would leave a massive crater.

" I am Michael Asthavon, and I am the man that is going to bring you back to Shadow Fall for research.." Unlike the last time that Michael fought Moonie, this time he had no fear in his eyes only a cold and ruthless determination to beat Moonie into a bloody pulp and then bring him back for Nature Irashama research.

As Moonie was waiting eagerly, he began to notice something. There was a kind of power, all around him; his nose twitched, as he realized that it smelt very, very familiar. "Voi…" He let out, staring directly ahead as a small smile began growing on his lips, knowing that he recognized this energy. However, as if in sheer defiance of this power level, the hairs on the back of Moonie's neck did not rise up. After all, with super-long, epic hair like his that was already standing up at all times ,why would you need anything different?

"VOI! THERE YOU ARE." He said excitedly, seeing Michael walking up to him. However, a small frown came up on his face, as if puzzled. "Voi, I didn't know demons could become body-builders!" He commented with a smile, looking straight at Michael and his new tats. "VOI! YOU GOT SOME TOO!" DID YOU GO TO THE MOON? He said excitedly, pointing to the tattoo that was on his own right side of his chest, the strange pattern there clear to the demon.

However, there was no possible way in hell that Moonie would be able to recognize the symbol on Michael's chest. The fact of the matter is that he had absolutely 0 political consciousness, and never before had fought anyone covered in those kinds of tattoos. "VOI! MICHEAL, OF COURSE I REMEMBER WHO YOU ARE!" Moonie yelled out back at Moonie, although the Moon Iramasha was nonplussed as he looked at the man's eyes. Voi…? He thought to himself, realizing he'd never seen anything like this before. Something was wrong with his friend, something had changed.

Moonie's body took the fist directly to his chin, his head pointing straight up from the blow. "Voooooi…" Moonie let out, as his body seemed to go straight back, as if pushed by a wall of wind, before suddenly it stopped going that way, Moonie's head lowering itself his eyes closed as he suddenly opened them wide at Michael, his red eyes showing with their black rings illuminated in his gaze, extremely fierce as he stared directly at Michael.

"VOOOOOOOOOOOI!"

Moonie's voice let out… but there was something incorrect about the situation. His voice wasn't one of excitement or anticipation… it was the sound of pure rage. Unadulterated, a rage that was consuming Moonie's entire state of mind as he stared at Michael, as his chin shattered, falling onto the ground as a spurt of his black blood spluttered out, which Moonie promptly stopped, throwing a hand onto the blood and SLAMMING it back into his chin, as the skin began to reform itself, his eyes burning with a cold fire as he stared at Michael.

"WHO THE HELL IS MICHEAL ASTHAVON?!"

The Moon Iramasha roared, his entire body quaking with an immense amount of fury as he stared back at Michael, thrusting his head forwards as he threw his arms out to the side, his pure battle aura radiating off of his body in waves. "YOU AREN'T THE MICHAEL I KNOW!" Moonie shouted, as his entire body began lighting on fire, his entire form so filled with fury that the very ground aorund him was shaking like an earthquake from the immense emotional tremors flowing through Moonie's body.

"GET OUT OF HIM, ASHVACRAP!!!!!"

Moonie yelled, as his entire body began shaking and stirring ,as at last a massive amount of power began roaring out from his body, completely surrounding his form and shooting out for dozens of yards before shooting back in on himself, forming a layer of blast energy on the outside of his body.

"MOON GOD'S RETURN: BREAK THE DARK!"

His voice roared, as the flames shot to the bottom of his feet, his entire body LAUNCHING as he shot towards Michael, as the force that his body had been stopping from Michael's punch flew far behind him, demolishing entire buildings as the enraged Moon Iramasha shot towards Michael, a truly frenzied beast. His mouth was wide open, his sharp teeth showing; his eyes had lost all precursor of logic, nothing left in them but pure bloodlust ,pure rage. Moonie had returned to his primal state once again; his mental limiters completely removed as he shot towards Michael.

There were no more Vois; there was nothing else left of the Moon Iramasha that Michael had known as Moonie appeared in front of him, throwing his right fist upwards. As he did so, a massive wave of Gravity shot out from his fist ,centering itself around Michael as it pushed his body into Moonie's punch, making it much more difficult to dodge the attack. "I'M NOT GOING TO FIGHT COLD TRASH LIKE THIS!" His voice howled, his voice much deeper then it normally was as he brutally impacted towards Michael's head. Moonie himself would have been impressed with Michael's former punch, if he had been in the right frame of mind to do so. Michael really had improved since the last time they had met; that much was obvious from their first clash. However, Moonie was not any longer himself, just as Michael was no longer himself.

When Moonie had first seen Michael again ,he had been utterly foaming at the mouth in excitement to continue their fight. However, as Michael spoke and Moonie felt the powre that the man used and looked him over, something didn't match up. This wasn't the friend Moonie had fought with and against, beating the utter living crap out of each other in an immensely heated contest. No, this Michael was ice cold, and something about him utterly terrified Moonie. His friend wasn't there, wasn't recognizable any longer. Something was stuck in him or on him; and Moonie had no idea what it was, but he was going to make Michael come back, or kill one of them trying. This Michael absolutely enraged the Moon Iramasha; it was changing his friend in a way that Moonie couldn't ever approve of, making him dull and cold. Moonie was beyond loyal towards those he considered his friends, and the disgust he felt towards whatever had possessed Michael and changed him was indescribable.

This was the reason for Moonie's sporadic change into something. Now, what exactly had he become? He had become a monster again. He had become the being that had first met James and worked alone and destroyed all opponents he came into contact with, killing them ruthlessly, without emotion, cold, impassive, to prove himself the best. The one who had changed him from that was none other then Shisome ,the first person who had ever gotten the Moon Iramasha to calm himself. However… this monster was brought back to the surface by the rage Moonie felt, and he completely embraced the beast within if he could beat the positivity back into his friend.

"OUT OF HIM!"

Moonie's voice continued to roar, as his left arm flashed out, a massive amount of blast appearing in it as he threw it towards Michael. If the demon had flashed away to dodge the attack as he first did to attack Moonie, the blast would proceed to launch from Moonie's fist ,growing in size until it became a direct shot of energy and shot towards Michael, attempting to slam into him and rip away at his body and tear into it.

Moonie's hand reached up to his hairline, his head throwing itself downwards as his feet moved sporadically backwards, crudely activating his Moon Walk as he vanished, reappearing directly behind Michael. In addition to the massive Blast that Moonie had thrown towards the demon, he had also thrown a large amount of gravity, which would incline Michael to be thrown straight backwards. The rapidity of these changes would most likely be hard for Michael to follow, and allow Moonie to go straight at him once again.

Moonie's right leg appeared first out of his body, even as Moonie's right hand threw itself out, attempting to grab onto one of Michael's shoulders. The massive kick, if it hit, would throw Michael's body out to the left, far to the left from the force it exuded. However, there was something more. Moonie's gravity was rapidly changing, as it made Michael near weightless, making it difficult to resist the movement of force as he would not be able to get much of a grip on the ground or himself due to the increased weight. Finally, Moonie's hand was still gripping Michael firmly on the shoulder, which would mea…

That the demon would be launched straight upwards, as Moonie released his grip, roaring at the man.

"MOON DRAGON GOD'S SCARLET CRAP!"

Moonie's voice roared out, as directly above Michael, the demon would be stopped by an absolutely gigantic piece of Blast energy that was hanging in the sky.

Moon God's Scarlet Crap is an attack used by Moonie in his Return Form in conjunction with his Moon Walk. This attack is performed as Moonie vanishes through the Moon Waves that pulse around an area, making it so that Moonie conceals an absolutely MASSIVE attack within the waves as he travels, in the same space where muN and Mun are kept. Then, this massive burst leaves the Moon Waves where Moonie left it, going downwards towards an opponent. This massive burst of energy is extremely dense; so dense in fact that it acts like a wall above the opponent. If they hit it, they will find that they must cut through it or dodge it to get away; as it is not like Moonie's attacks that simply pass through the enemy and burn them. In addition, due to the sheer density of this attack, the very area around the attack lights on fire, completely covering the attack as it descends. In all seriousness, it looks like a giant flaming turd of death descending on the opponent or whatever Moonie's target is.

The massive density of it was such that the very air around it was rapidly lighting on fire as it shot downwards, attempting to slam directly into Michael and drag him into the ground… but also tear the living hell out of him. The density of the attack would mean that it would hang onto Michael, meaning that it would not simply pass through him. In addition ,the massive amount of Blast was lit on f#cking FIRE. SO in addition to the massive tearing from friction, Michael would be horribly scalded by the roaring flames around the attack.

"VOOOOOOOOOOOOOOI!!!!!"

Moonie's voice roared out at insane volume, a voice full of rage and hurt, a call like a wounded animal, something that was lacking in understanding and confused. Moonie's right hand lashed out, slamming directly towards Michael, a torrential amount of force behind his fist as black tears shot from the Moon Iramasha's eyes, two of them as the very ground BEHIND the Moon Iramasha turned off, as well as the field of gravity around Michael. This punch would make Michael's previous one look like a drop in the bucket, if only for the fact that Moonie was holding absolutely NOTHING back in this attack and letting fort h all of his emotion and rage into it, as well as his pure focus and aiming at one spot, whatever that spot was. In addition to the attack itself, there would probably be a massive shot of pure force that lashed out ,most likely blowing Michael away even if he did manage to get away from it.

[color=gray]"WHERE IS HE? THE MAN WHO WAS A TRUE FIGHTER!"[/center]

As Michael's fist made contact with his opponent, and his opponent flew back a couple feet from the power of the hit, which was more then he could say the last time they fought. Though he instantly knew something was up as he watched Moonie, without an ounce of emotion on his face not even the typical excitement or passion as Michael watched Moonie's jaw begin to ooze a black liquid before he pushed it back into the wound, at which point it reformed the skin and fixed the problem. Michael then listen to him yell at his new name and then he realized what was the problem, as during Michael's attachment to the Family he had a seal put on him, which due to some pain and other things caused Michael's entire personality to change to someone that was nearly the perfect solider in every way.

Michael did not have long to think about this as suddenly the very air around them seemed to change, and start to waver like the waves of heat over hot cement and he knew that it was coming from Moonie. Michael then watched as the body of Moonie began to slowly catch on fire, as it was clear his emotional state was getting worse and worse. Michael could feel the ground begin to shake, causing a rather large earthquake and he watched as the world would begin to split from the shaking of Moonie's reiastu and spiritual pressure as the nearby buildings begin to fall to the ground, all of the people in it quickly dying either from the fall or the several tons of concrete falling on them. Though the worst part about this entire thing was that Michael had no fear in his eyes, no emotion and no passion. Michael looked like the cold calculating killer that he was breed to be.

Michael readied himself as Moonie was going into his first release state, and Michael had no idea what to expect from Moonie while he was in this mood, as he had only seen him when he was having fun and joking around. As Moonie rushed forward, Michael could see in his eyes that he had lost all train of logical and rational thought, which that alone told Michael had he had almost already won. If Moonie could not think logically or rationally then Michael had a much better chance of winning this fight at the end of the day. Michael then felt the gravity pull him towards Moonie, as Moonie sent a punch to Micheal's jaw clearly trying to send his jaw into his skull but Michael, being as calm and collected as he was, knew what he could do to dodge it. As this punch was clearly uppercut to his jaw, all Michael had to do, and even with the increased gravity was move his head a mere couple inches to the right, as the punch would brush by his cheek and ear.

While Michael was dodging that attack though, he was using his opponent's own move against him as he sent his right knee into his opponent's abs, using his own physical strength along with the gravity that was pulling him towards Moonie increasing the attack several times over. This was the benefit of keeping a clear head as he did this, and it was made all the better as his opponent seemed to only to keep throwing himself at Michael, with no regard for his safety which was much like what Michael did before he trained with Mana which he guessed is why Moonie was so angry right now.

Michael then took several steps back, as Moonie pulled his left arm back for another blow and this time Michael had a little surprise for him. As the blast came hurtling towards Michael, would pull back his right hand and do something amazing at that moment. He would bitch slap the blast away with his bare hand, sending it to the side and into what was left of the buildings that were still standing. This was done simply using his brute strength combined with a small barrier of Zo Koa energy and his Akuma Kyodo that allowed him to do that while normally he could not. As he sent that blast flying, he could not see his opponent doing his famous Moon Walk and appearing behind him. Michael had literally no time to dodge the kick, as it nailed him right in the side though his Akuma Kyodo took the blunt of it which in the end did little to nothing to Michael in total, and he then felt Moonie's hand on his shoulder when suddenly Michael was flying though the air.

Michael only had enough time to realize what was happening, that he managed to raise both his arms to the attack as he ran headlong into the wall of fire and force. Even as Michael ran head long into the attack, the attack itself was getting extremely weak as Michael at that moment was focusing all of his attention on that attack and attempting to break it down at the molecular level, making it much weaker and less of a threat. Michael felt his skin start to burn and the pressure from the attack begin to push down on him, though again his Akuma Kyodo took all of the damage, as Michael would unleash some of his spiritual pressure to push himself though the barrier, while splitting it and out the other side. Once he passed though it with some burns and scratches, his body would instantly regenerate as Michael turned some of his spiritual energy into blood to heal the extremely minor wounds. This was to make it appear as if that attack had done nothing to Michael and that he came out of it completely unharmed. Though that powerful attack managed to push Michael back several dozen yards into the air, farther away from Moonie.

As Moonie would take the rest of that attack, Michael stood on the other side completely unharmed after the instant regeneration as he looked down at his opponent for a moment. " That man has died long ago... In order to gain enough power to beat people like you, this is what I became and this is how I will stay until I feel otherwise. " Michael looked at Moonie to see how he would react to this and then with a smile on his face, Michael then would meld into the Shadows and he would appear right in front of Moonie and then with a single whisper.

"Demon Barrage"

Then in that very moment, Michael was throwing several dozen punches in a single second all of them having the same force as the first punch that shattered Moonie's jaw all of them aimed at the chest of Moonie. This attack was very similar to a Raiōken in nature, due to the sheer number of attacks per second that Michael was pushing out and with every attack able to destroy six miles of land, it was not hard to see why this attack could do so much damage so easily and quickly. Michael's punches would litter Moonie's body, every one of them just as dangerous as the last and only coming in faster.

The land within close to a mile of where Moonie and Michael were fighting was completely leveled due to both Michael's and Moonie's attacks on each other, and any person left in there was completely dead but Michael could feel their blood under his feet and he knew that in a moment's notice he could active that ability, and unleash his full power but he had to make sure that his opponent was weak before he did that to maximize the effectiveness.

Moonie roared as the kick was sent into his abs, his entire form shaking as the blow collided with his side… and did not do anything at all. He didn't even seem phased as he shook, other then the shaking itself. "I DON'T GIVE A S#IT HOW MUCH POWER YOU HAVE!" He roared at Michael, as he watched him slap away Moonie's attack. This forced the Moon Iramasha to smile, even as his opponent's hand became nearly ripped apart from the attack, watching Michael's hand become very red as the blood was cauterized from the sheer friction pushing against his hand, making it so that the blood could not even leave his body. Doubtless the pain from this would sting, and most likely sting very horribly.

In addition, he smiled as he felt the crushing force of his leg smashing into Michael's side as the demon failed to realize something; the leg was still covered in Blast energy. Moonie's entire leg ripped apart the man's Akuma Kyodo, or at least a part of it, before slamming into him, most likely dealing a blow that would be felt through Michael's entire body. "You really think I don't notice s#it like that? Pathetic." He told the man mockingly as he saw his body hadn't tensed the way it should have before he landed his blow, knowing the man had depended wholly on his defenses to stop Moonie's attack without thinking about the blazing black stuff that was covering Moonie's form.

IN addition, he looked up to see Michael trying to break down his attack. His mouth opened wide as he laughed, a cruel, sick laugh directly at Michael, mocking and deranged, one of his eyes half-pushed closed by his skin from facial tension at the situation. "What GARBAGE!" He called out, even as Michael would feel the true effects of blast. "YOU HAVE NO FEAR? EVEN THAT VIZARD IS STRONGER THEN YOU NOW!" He let out, as the blast then began to activate its special properties, which apparently Michael had no fear or caution of. The effects were quite simple, as Moonie saw his opponent's entire body become enveloped in wounds, covering him from head to toe, ripping the utter hell out of his Akuma Kyodo. How did this happen? Well, Michael was tightly holding onto Moonie's blast… and guess what the effects of Blast were? Well, as long as it was in contact with something, they ripped and shredded. So by being in contact with it for an extended amount of time…

Michael was screwing himself over because he no longer feared the effects of what he could be doing. He didn't adapt and learn from what hurt him the last time that they had met, and this realization was spawned in Moonie's mind. His cold gaze would have become even colder, but it was already about as cold as it was going to get. He watched as Michael shot out of Moonie's attack at last, sailing high up into the sky, most likely his wounds making some debilitating effects on himself. He chuckled as he watched Michael's minor wounds begin to heal; apparently, he could not notice the moderate and heavy ones that he had also inflicted upon himself.

"That is so f#cking STUIPD!" He told Michael, his eyes becoming one of disgust, Moonie looking at someone in disgust! "'Oh god(or devil), I wanna be stronger, so lemme make it so that no one will ever want to fight me again!' What moons#it!" He exclaimed, as Michael appeared in front of him. "This won't be a fight." He said, as Michael appeared in front of the Moon Iramasha.

"IT'LL BE A MOON-F#CKING SLAUGHTER!" He roared, as Michael's punches slammed into the Moon Iramasha, who was still staring directly at Michael as he felt each and every punch, watching Michael's hands become shredded by the field of blast around the Moon Iramasha's body, becoming horribly damaged from his own barrage, the Akuma Kyodo around them being shredded into nothingness. Not that Michael would notice this, or even care ;he wasn't afraid of anything anymore. What need would he have to restore the Akuma Kyodo on hi sown hands?

"A SLAUGHTER!" Moonie roared again, feeling each and every blow as it shot through him, completely consuming the ground behind him, spider-thin cracks appearing along Moonie's body, but not shattering. Moonie stood there, staring at Michael directly as his chest thrust itself out, a massive wave of sheer force shooting out all around him as cracks shot through the destroyed ground beneath the two contestants, Moonie looking straight at him. "You care FAR TOO MUCH… THIS OVERTHOUGHT IS CRAP!" He yelled, making his point quite clear.

Michael seemed to have thought that since he had managed to break Moonie's chin with a punch like that, that he could easily highly damage the Moon Iramasha just by doing the same thing repeatedly. However, he had failed to notice that Moonie had transformed into his Return Form. Over 10% of his full power was flowing through his body now, and his eyes were cold set on Michael as he reached a fist back, like he was going to throw something, his own eyes looking over at his hand. However… he kept reeling straight backwards, as his foot lashed up at Michael, aiming for his side.

Moonie reappeared beneath where he had been before, as he had completely flipped around in the air as at last he stared directly at Michael. "Moon, could you please start trying now?" He asked, looking completely bored, his eyes still cold, but now relaxed as well. "Not only is there no challenge like before, but now it's not even fun trying to fight." He muttered, as his body began floating up into the air. Literally, there was no pause. One moment he was hanging upside down staring at Michael… and then his body just started going up up up up up.

He flipped about in the sky, before at last he stopped, his hands thrown out wide. "Whatever. Guess I'll just have to make this ramped up from the very start." He said simply, as his entire body began glowing black, his power radiating out all around himself. He looked down coolly at Michael still, as he threw his hands out wide.

"Explosive Rain."

He said simply, looking down at Michael as from his body emerged an absolutely gigantic cloud. It came from no specific place, Moonie's outstretched arms actually serving another purpose. An absolutely MASSIVE cloud of Blast Energy appeared above his head, floating high in the sky, growing in sheer size as a blast larger then the city itself formed, Moonie standing directly below it, as he looked down at Michael.

Without warning, the entire cloud shot downwards. But that wasn't all; it began splitting into thousands of pieces, each one becoming a sphere of energy. Then, those spheres began turning into thousands of pieces themselves, as ton of tiny bits of the giant cloud began to descend, shooting straight for Michael at high speed, from every side, its range massive as all parts of it shot towards him, as they all began triggering at once. The scale of the attack was such that the absolutely massive size of the attack made it so that Moonie could no longer see any part of the ground below beneath the explosions. Each piece of the material exploded into an absolutely MASSIVE force, at least five feet in diameter each. Which, when combined with the fact of the pieces themselves, resulted in a total amount of explosion bigger then the cloud Moonie had had above his head.

In addition, the massive amounts of damage would focus in on each other, as opposed to cancelling each other out, hitting Michael with extremely powerful force, but also hitting him with the power of Blast completely surrounding his body, ripping away at his Akuma Kyodo and his entire body as Moonie began the next part of his attack, an immense amount of energy appearing on his back.

The Moon Iramasha slammed his hands together then from their fully outstretched position, beginning the next part of his attack as what looked like gigantic rods began shooting out of the Moon Iramasha's back in the form of Blast energy. Then, the massive rods gained giant circles around them, creating a structure almost like the sun on Moonie's back, but truly shaped like the figure below, only black in color.


Note: Picture used only for reference of shape.

“Prayer.”

Moonie said simply, all energy voided from his voice as he looked down at Michael below him, the explosions still triggering as Moonie's feet lit on fire, the massive amount of energy igniting from his feet and spreading around his body on another layer as it began pushing explosive force behind him, as he opened his mouth wide.

"Boring."

He said simply, as at last he appeared in front of Michael's body, moving at over five hundred miles per hour, as his right fist was thrust into the demon's stomach, even as the giant THING behind Moonie continued closing. It had begun to close when Moonie had first shot off, becoming giant net behind his back as he flew forwards. The demon would not be able to go behind Moonie because of the gigantic rods in his path, which would all converge on one spot at once and completely burn him from head to foot like a person staked on a pole, but that was only if he made contact with the demon that quickly. In addition, Moonie would keep shooting forwards until he met with Michael, meaning that backwards as well as forwards Moonie had a plan for reaching Michael.


He stated simply, even as at last the rods connected with one another, creating a gigantic spherical cage around the two of them. The cage kept on the same traits as the Prayer had, even as it finished its circle. Moonie looked directly at Michael as he stared directly at he demon. There was not an inch of space between the bars of the cage, everything perfect and symmetrical, unlike the normal Forceful Bout which only had chaotic spaces that were aimed towards making sure gaps were closed, as opposed to the symmetry that now covered Michael.

"Annoying." He stated simply, even as his right hand flashed towards Michael. Even as he did so, a field of gravity spiraled out from the cage, completely surrounding the two fighters as without warning the gravity chose Moonie as its target, as Moonie's right fist shot forwards, slamming directly towards Michael's stomach.

The amount of force that was behind Moonie's arm made Michael's series of punches seem purely inconsequential. The force ruptured the very air around them, creating what looked like a bunch of heat waves in the air around them from the amount of sheer force that Moonie was exerting. In addition, his left arm quickly followed his right, also slamming into the same place as hard as he possibly could, even more rupturing going on from the sheer force that Moonie was exerting.

"Why do you think that with so little effort you will ever accomplish anything?" He asked, his left fist still slamming into his opponent as his right leg shot up, slamming towards Michael's side with enough force to turn a large building into nothing more then dust from the sheer force being exerted, Moonie using a gravitic tunnel around his foot to make it reach its target with even more momentum, resulting in even more force. "You have no fighting potential like this." He finished at last, as finally his left leg came around from the spinning of movement Moonie had performed, an absolutely immense amount of blast now covering his leg as it slammed into Michael's side.

The sheer force of this blast broke the sound barrier around itself from the sheer FORCE surrounding it, the roar deafening. Michael's entire body moving towards Moonie when it was hit with the other attacks to make it so that this attack would deal the most amount of damage possible. As this blow slammed into his opponent, the resulting hit shot throughout the area, echoing as the blow's excess force wet in all directions, the force going directly downwards creating a massive crack in the ground, which at the bottom something red could be seen.

"So boring…" He muttered as the immense amount of SHEER FORCE pressing against Michael that was unable to be released by the gravity field around the demon climaxed, Moonie finally disengaging the massive gravity field as the slight purple haze around the two vanished, Moonie staring right at his opponent. If he managed to hit the back of the 500+ foot cage, his entire body would be consumed by a trailing line of blast, dealing massive amounts of damage in addition to what the man had already gone through.

"Now I finish it. " He muttered simply, as he threw his arms out wide. The level of power that he was bringing up to bear within himself would be nothing like Michael had ever see before, felt, or believed otherwise. Moonie's mouth was tilted upwards as his form began shaking, not from exhaustion or pain, but from the inability to completely maintain his composure in the face of such a fantastic amount of power.

The power flowed u pinto his jaws, his mouth opening wide as the power flowed out of him, a core settling out of his mouth and hanging in the air, only a foot thick and a foot wide. However, Moonie knew the true ability of this core; the density it had would- yup, Mooine's power was flowing off of him now, the power that he had thrown through his body roared out as he continued to press more of his power out from himself, as the blast continued to grow and grow. Even if Moonie was moved by something, his energy would keep flowing towards the ball, the Blast energy ripping up anything in its path that attempted to delay it from its goal.

Moonie just looked at Michael, all the energy, emotion gone from his eyes. He truly looked bored. However, there was something else on is face. There was pity. "Craptavon seems to not only have made you boring, but also taken away your ability to truly fight, just like you were before I met you. So you got. Power… in exchange for the ability to use it? That sounds more like a s#it deal to me then a bargain." He muttered, the giant orb above his head still growing.

He was strictly referring to the last attack that Michael had thrown at him… Ahem, the *one* attack that Michael had thrown at him. That, more then anything, was what bored Moonie. He had become exactly like Moonie remembered him when they very first met, someone who couldn't do more then one darn thing at a time. "Even a wild beast could defeat you like this…. After all, the wild beast would hit you a hundred times before you could get two shots off." He said, as the orb was still growing.

It was now getting to an utterly disturbing size. Moonie himself was but a speck of dust standing before the massive attack, his eyes looking straight down at Michael. The orb behind him was ridiculous in size now, viewable from space; hell, most likely viewable from Germany. And it kept on growing; form no visible effort from Moonie's own form. The blast dwarfed the city that it was above in sheer size, making it seem like a marble compared to a beachball as it kept growing, Moonie's hair stirring as the massive amount of power caused the molecules in the air to be shredded up, so much particle shredding happening that the water alone began a storm, as a flash of lightning shot before Moonie's eyes. The rain fell down to the ground below, washing away anything that was left liquid in the city, flowing down into the crack to be destroyed by the lava, Moonie's gaze still looking at the pitiable demon.

"I find it funny. Nay, I find it hysterical. You sought to destroy me and cart me away? Well… your professionalism has blinded you. Or did you not notice all of the major wounds covering your body from your inability to recognize what my Blast could do?" He asked simply, as at last his arms came to a rest at his sides. The ball of power above his head was…. Indescribable in sheer size. Most likely, Michael would be completely stunned by the sheer amount of power that had flowed out of Moonie into the sphere, with little to no apparent effort. For most, this amount of power was not only unable to be achieved, but simply unthinkable as well. However, for the Moon Iramasha, it was merely a pushing of his limits, going exactly where he wanted it to go.

"What? Didn't you notice that healing only your minor wounds would simply screw you over?" Moonie asked, as the rain mixed in with the blood flowing from Michael's wounds, making them sting at last. Until then, the man wouldn't have been able to notice them; after all, he depended on his Akuma Kyodo so much there was no need for his body to register pain like moderate to major wounds. However, when the stinging came, in all likelihood ALL the signals from the damage would reach Michael's mind at once, stunning and immobilizing it as he attempted to A. go through the shock associated with this all of this rather sudden pain and B. react to Moonie's attack.

Speaking of which, Moonie's right hand had touched on the bottom of the attack, making a secure attachment to it. He felt as his own hand began being ripped off; but a single hand was a small sacrifice for this level of an attack. The stump of his arm established a connection with the attack, as Moonie moved his arm back, getting a feel for the giant mass of energy, that was still nearly weightless. However, it was still immensely dense, meaning that the outer rim of it was solid.

“Moon God's… Tear”

He said simply, even as he threw his right hand downwards. His own body was not affected by the massive amount of Blast, as he had taken on the traits of its owner, using his hand to establish who it was not to rip by touching it. Moonie's body then shot upwards and out of the massive attack as he looked from the clouds above that were so stormy, lightning deflecting off of his body as he looked down still, watching the massive blast.

It descended downwards, tens of miles in size as it descended onto where the stunned or at least slowed Michael was, slamming into the ground. Moonie merely stood there and watched, the amount of wind being created shooting upwards as the blast shot downwards, a massive hole appearing in the clouds above from the sheer amount of power going downwards, The ground around it would begin to be pushed away. Leaving nothing but the only thing who had a force of gravity around his body, holding him to the ground…

Yes. That was correct. Moonie had placed a shot of his energy within the wounds that he had given Michael whilst he was busy ignoring the Blast Energy, which now triggered ,the immense gravity field latching onto him and pressing him down with such increased force that it was likely the Demon's head would slam into the ground, as the massive blast at last reached the ground.

Moonie watched impassively as the massive blast went downwards, and downwards, and downwards. Every single thing in its path was turned into dust; nothing stood in its path as it slammed towards Michael, whose energy would break its hard shell, exposing him completely to the energy within .Moonie highly, highly doubted that the man had enough of that rotting power to make a noticeable impact against this attack, hell, Moonie even doubted if Michael had enough TOTAL ENERGY to halt the attack, meaning he would be made to go straight through it, the shell breaking as the massive amount of blast would head straight for the break, meaning that the full force of the attack would be sent straight at Michael as it continued to descend downwards, including the core.

When the core made contact with something, it would detonate; a bomb meant specifically to perform a last punch. The force of explosiveness would have leveled the city that used to stand where the two had begun their fight; and alone was greater in sheer force and concentration then the one that Moonie had shown Michael the last time they had fought, a force truly and utterly terrifying.

Moonie watched as the core detonated, the massive wind caused by this explosion also reaching him, his massive amount of blond hair blowing back behind him as any garments he was still wearing vanished from his body ,leaving him staring down at his opponent as he reached both hands out.

"Strike: Heavenly Crush."

He said, as inside of both of his hands massive blades appeared. They were ebony black in color, extended by two large handles that looked more like poles. The massive amount of weight between these two was enough to create decimating cracks in the ground if dropped fro man inch height; but Moonie was not interested in dropping them. Indeed, the person who held onto these blades actually was unencumbered by their weight, to the wielder ,they were weightless.

"Now. I am going to cleave those cursed markings off your body, stab out your eyes, and drag around your body until your mind comes back. There clearly isn't anything currently with worth in that skull of yours, so I'll just wait until the thing which has left returns." He announced simply, even as the two blades at his sides lit themselves alight with Blast energy, becoming swathed in the power of Moonie's energy.

His entire body felt calmer now; as he had released Strike Form, his hand had regenerated; it had been a draw on his energy, yes, but he had managed to do it. He was left holding the two blades as he looked down coolly at Michael, reaching a hand up to grip his hairline as he vanished, his feet moving at insane speeds to perform the steps necessary by a flow of blast shooting out of his legs.

He performed his Moon Walk, appearing in front of Michael as both blades activated, gravity increasing by 2,000 times for the demon as Moonie's blade shot towards his face, aiming to slash out his eyes completely, or else cleave perhaps his entire head off. Moonie's hand did not hold anything back, despite how injured Michael probably was; in fat, it wouldn't be unbelievable that the demon had spent a large amount of his energy stores trying to regenerate himself, as Moonie's own defenses would have been jack-diddly squat in the face of that blast if he had not sacrificed his hand first. This also meant that it was unlikely that his defenses had come back by this time, or had even the time for him to regain his balance as Moonie's body appeared in front of Michael, so soon after the massive attack with his blade slashing out to the right.

"What? You thought I was done after that?" He asked, the massive blade's weight carrying the Moon Iramasha as he let up on it just a little bit, his grip leaving it for not even a full moment, swinging him around with a massive amount of force as his left hand the smacked into Michael's torso, the massive amount of blast flowing into the tip as it shredded through the very air in its path, the entire blade lighting on fire as Moonie swung it across Michael's chest, the broiling Blast and flames shooting out as they branded anything in front of them into more fire, before at last it subsided, Moonie stepping forwards as Blast roared on his feet, shooting him forwards even faster then normal as he shot towards Michael, his right hand lashing out.

"SHIIIIIIIIIIIIIIINE!"

He roared, his right hand slamming towards Michael's face as it became clear that Mun and nuM were no longer in Moonie's hands, but latched onto his back, their grips turned off as their full manipulation fired off, the massive weight of the blades themselves multiplied as well and factoring in as Moonie and Michael were thrown downwards, shooting downwards towards the ground with such force that flames and sparks shot off their bodies, before they were flung hard into the earth, or Moonie was at the very least.

Then, the Moon Iramasha fired off his foot, stepping where Michael's chest was or on solid rock if he had missed as he shot back, his back slamming back into the rock behind him as he continued shooting backwards, at last coming to a stop deep within the earth. "I'm tired of playing with you." He said simply, his bored voice echoing through the earthen path he had created and outwards, making it so that Michael would still be able to hear him. "I honestly wonder if you could catch me if I were to run away. I mean, all I'd have to do is shoot deep into the earth. Lava doesn't harm me… I honestly wonder if you would be able to withstand it. After all, we already proved that your so-called defenses can be worn away simply by pressure against them. Your defenses are nothing like mine." He concluded, as at last he revealed the reason why Michael would never be able to do as he pleased with the Nature Iramasha of the moon.

"It's also funny… You really thought you alone could defeat me? That's sad. That's utterly pathetic. I thought I told you last time we met, idiot." He said, as suddenly a small amount of emotion flared into his eyes, the emotion of irritation, as he shot a fist upwards, creating a gigantic pillar of shattered rock which he proceeded to float out of, arms crossed across his chest, Mun and nuM crossing on his back, and the field of Blast energy coating his body ripping up the rocks around him as he ascended, looking straight at Michael.

"It's not about who wins or loses. I tried to show you how to fight, and it seemed as if you listened. I guess you're simply too influenced." He muttered, as he closed his eyes, his head tilting downwards. "You so easily accept power you're just going to destroy yourself. That's not how a fighter acts. That's how a soldier acts. I don't fight soldiers." He said, as he looked up at last, staring hard into Michael's eyes. "Soldiers are not fighters .They are given a weapon and told to kill. They did not have to create the weapon themselves or master it; merely learn how to use it. What's the point of trying to fight a soldier?" he asked, scoffing.

"They are so worthless; they're cheap, they're dissatisfying as all hell. They don't know the pride of achieving something for themselves. They don't know the glory of facing someone with their own power and the thrill of knowing their abilities match up to that of another. They can't tell what is right or wrong before their own eyes. They are slaves to the whims of their weapon and their masters. They embody everything that a fighter cannot be and everything that a fighter should fight against becoming. And a true fighter.. .just maybe… should be good at fighting." He finished, as Moonie suddenly got… philosophical about something, a new experience for him. However, there was practicality in his philosophy as well.

Moonie's entire life, he had followed by that credo. He served no organization; fought for what he believed in, that he could improve the world by pitting his power against all of its fighters, giving them the thrill of battle anda hell of fun for himself as well. However, one of the people he had met had now turned into a soldier, a pointless being who was no longer the individual he had fought against. "You aren't Michael any longer. I don't recognize you as that person." He said, finishing it off as his gaze grew actually saddened. "Although it does make me feel as if I failed somewhere. I even showed you my full power to try to encourage you to keep being a fighter. I made you release yourself for yourself. Not for the designs of anything else; and apparently there wasn't enough benefit in that." He finished, as he held his right hand out to his side.

"I don't know if you can even move about much longer after that assault, but know that I will never be satisfied with a soldier ,and there will never be any satisfaction for a soldier themselves. They will fight until they die, and that's it. They will not be remembered for being a soldier, as they were simply a pawn who was used and passed on. There is no benefit to becoming a soldier…" He said, even as literal vortexes of black energy appeared in both of his hands, made of Blast energy and looking like miniature hurricanes.

"Especially one who wants to challenge a fighter, a warrior. The fighter will never be able to lose, for their being is already on a higher level then the soldier can ever hope to be. In my time here in this country I never once fought a soldier. I fought a demon who had never pushed himself beyond his limits before and made me overjoyed that I could press him to that point. I met an Espada member who was wily and used tricks, but learned what it was truly like to fight a being that could not be measured. I fought another Espada member who I doubt very much will ever be the same, because he found the warrior within him." Moonie said simply, as the concentration in his hands was starting to overflow, as he brought the arms back to either side of his body.

"Soldiers try to fight and die, leaving a path of pointless destruction. A fighter fights and leaves themselves in their wake, impressions made on those they encounter and creating within their own fights. You don't understand that." He said, as he threw his arms forwards at last.

"Moon Dragon's Dual Wheels. "

He said at last, as the two forces of energy left his hands as he threw them out. Without warning ,the two constructs of blast grew giant, fifty feet in size each as the concentrations of Blast became so intense that the air around the constructions lit on fire, covering the constructions as they spiraled around, curving inwards from either side as they slammed into Michael, merging into one giant force of conflicting winds as they began cancelling themselves out creating massive explosions from the Blast meeting the Blast as a roaring explosion covered the area, the Blast tearing away at anything it came into contact with and the flames horrendously scorching anything left in its path. Moonie looked coldly at the man he had once fought, his mouth moving one more single time before turning his body around, his nude form covered in his translucent covering of Blast Energy. No matter what happened, Moonie had this design of sequences planned in his head; and while his speaking up to this point might be interrupted, he would perform each action regardless after taking whatever damage Michael threw at him.

"A soldier is better off dead. Like they are designed to become."

As Michael's fist slammed into Moonie's chest, he could feel the power of his Akuma Kyodo slowly starting to fail him as it would become shredded by the strength of the Blast Energy that covered the body of Moonie. As he pounded away at it, he could not see if he was doing any damage what so ever to him and he soon realized that he was not as Moonie only seemed to be more annoyed and angry with Michael then before. Michael quickly and effectively regenerated the lost Akuma Kyodo in less than a second, before he was thrown back several feet by a massive pulse of energy that came out of Moonie's chest. Michael could not understand what Moonie was talking about, and why he was so angry at him but Michael felt something in the back of his mind start to scratch and Michael would have paid more attention to it if his mind was not entirely focused on what Moonie was about to do.

Michael then watched as Moonie pulled his fist back as if he was going to throw a punch, when out of the corner of his eye he saw Moonie's foot began to lift and Michael only barely had enough time to move himself backwards just enough to dodge the tip of Moonie's boot. Michael then watched as his opponent rose into the air as he tried to figure out how he was going to beat someone like Moonie when he was this pissed off, something that Michael was not the least bit prepared for. As Moonie began talking, that itch in the back of Michael's mind only seemed to get stronger but Michael pushed that back quickly as he watched a massive black cloud appear above them and Michael's eyes went wide. Michael reacted extremely quickly as a barrier of black and green energy would appear around Michael, in the shape of a dome, and this dome is made of Death Energy, which would decay and destroy just about anything and everything on the planet. Michael then would add another layer of power to that, using his Breakdown skill, making it so that once the attack made contact with the Death Energy Barrier it would be weakened even farther than before. Michael then just to be safe, using some of the blood that was left under the shattered stone and cement of the city, formed another defense inside the two layered barrier out of blood infused with his own Reiastu and Zo Koa energy.

Michael could not see the attack coming, but he could easily sense it and feel it as it rammed into this barriers at full strength and speed. It quickly and almost easily shattered the double layered barrier of Death Energy, but that barrier did its job as it weakened it to such a massive point that Michael's blood barrier allowed the other part of the force to be taken. Michael's blood barrier only barely held from the onslaught of that energy but it held enough that Michael was left unharmed in the center. As the barrier fell apart, black and destroyed and completely unusable again Michael looked up to see Moonie surrounded by what looked to be a black sun.

" F**k me..... " was the only thought in Michael's mind before he saw Moonie rushing forward and slamming his fist into his stomach, though Michael was very luckily as none of the energy that was intended to hit his Akuma Kyodo hit allowed Michael to have his full defense but due to the sheer force that Moonie was throwing out it didn't seem to make much of a difference as Michael still felt the pain. If Michael had any organs at all, he knew they would be damaged and bleeding heavily but he had those removed a long time ago. Michael then watched as the pillars of energy started to form around them both making what looked to be a spherical prison just for Michael. Michael looked around for exits but he could see that there were not escape routes to get out of here so Michael instantly had to think of a new plan and he did. Due to the fact that this massive thing was closing out what little light was left from the outside world, Michael knew what he would need to do to get the hell out of this barrier and escape.

In a mere moment, Michael would melt into the shadows, even as the barrier was fully engulfing them both and he would then seemly vanish. Michael had just used one of the very advanced forms of Shadow Movement, where he moved from this plane of existence, to the Shadow World, and then back. This allowed Michael to escape the trap of the Forceful Bout, but there was a very serious downside to this as Michael had used far more energy then it normally would to do that, and as he appeared on the outside of the sphere, several hundred feet away from it, he was panting rather hard considering. Michael knew that if he was trapped in that sphere with Moonie, only bad things would happen to him and there was very little he could do about it. Michael was cursing himself at the amount of energy he lost doing that little move but he knew that it was the only real way to escape that prison and not a lot could have stopped a pissed off Moonie.

Michael had no time to think about that though as he watched something appear in the sky that made him instantly know how very screwed he was. Michael saw what looked to be a new moon in the sky, but he knew that it was made of Moonie's pure Blast Energy and he could also feel the he could not simply bat this one away or weaken it he did the last one. This one he knew that he could not stop it, and he knew that this was most likely going to be his end. Michael could only stand there and listen to what Moonie was saying to him, at which point the itch in the back of Michael's mind became nearly unbearable and every present as Moonie's small moon came slamming down into the city.

Michael could not describe the pain he was in as the orb hit, due to the fact that it not only ripped Michael's Akuma Kyodo clean off, it also ripped off all of Michael's skin and even some of the muscle that Michael had. This left Michael looking like a walking skinned man, and Michael's passive regeneration was already at work healing his skin and muscle as Michael silently screamed in pain and agony. Michael had never felt anything else like this, as he quickly regenerated his skin but not his Akuma Kyodo as he simply did not have time as Moonie was already right on top of him. Michael only barely had enough time to move backwards enough, in his pain, to prevent that blade from cleaving his head off his shoulders but not enough to prevent it from destroying Michael's eyes, as the sword went straight though both of them.

Michael felt the blood running down his face as his mind was numb with pain, and the only real thing he could feel is that itch in the back of his mind. Michael was moving backwards, his hands covering his face as he listened to Moonie speak to him and even though Michael was not listening, another part of his brain was and something would begin to happen to Michael's brain even as Moonie spoke. Moonie would most likely still speak, even as Michael silently screamed in agony and that agony was not just in the pain he felt of having his flesh ripped from his body and his eyes cut but the mental pain as another force seemed to fight for control of the body of Michael. This fight was bad that Michael did not even notice the fact that Moonie had done something and was sending those blades straight towards him.

Michael's physical body was completely and totally destroyed from the flames of the attacks, due to Michael's physically weakened state and the complete lack of defensive ability mentally and physically. Michael though was not dead, not even close as his mind was still in every drop of blood that was spilled in that ground, that was leaked down into the cracks of the earth and was joined by the blood of the humans that were down there. Michael would then decide that it was time to come back, and this time come back with a vengeance.

As Moonie turned around, seeing Michael's lack of a body, he would see something extremely strange begin to happen. A rather large, human sized blob of blood was oozing out of the ground and starting to take form. It appeared to be human in shape, even as the bones and muscles began to form, starting with the bones structure and going all the way to the muscles, to Moonie it looked like someone was taking the layers of the human body and pulling them apart but in reverse. This process would only take a couple moments, but now standing there was the man that Moonie had most likely thought he had just killed but there was something very clearly different about him. His very energy was different, it went from extremely cold and uncaring to something that Moonie would most likely be more happy to feel.

Michael would look at his friend Moonie, and a smile would spread across his face, the first smile that Michael had shown this entire fight as he would say " Well.... I didn't expect for that to happen... Sorry about that... I gained a very unique power, but I gained it a little too early and my brain could not handle it well, so it bent and fractured and what came out was the Michael you saw earlier. He is a fighter, but he is was following orders that he misunderstood. He was told not to go all out, and that is why he was using so little effort. It would be the same as if the person you respect and admire the most telling you that your entire fighting style is wrong and that if you want to get more powerful you need to change. That is the way the Michael you saw took it... You speaking allowed him to realize that you are correct, that soldiers do die.. and I was being a soldier.. I am not willing to be that anymore... I will have to tell my superior officer that she can deal with my fighting style... " Michael would crack his neck for a moment, and then reach up and grab the back of his neck " Jesus Moonie.. did you have to be so rough with me... God... my neck is going to be sore for a year and a half.... Well.. if you are willing to have a real fight now.. Let's begin! "

Michael's reiastu and general energy would then shot to the roof, so much so that a pillar of black and red energy would pierce the sky. This was the new Michael in this Blood State, and it pushed him to being rather close to Moonie in spiritual strength and this was Michael at full power and he was no longer holding anything back. Michael would crouch low for a moment as he said " Get ready.. because here I come.." then Michael would hold his right hand out, and the remaining blood from below would shot through the cracks of the city and begin to form a blade. This blade was the same size as your average Katana but this simple blade was at the strength and sharpness of a Bankai of the same strength and in that moment Michael would rush at Moonie, his speed doubled from what it was moments before and his strength pushing him even faster than that. Michael would lift his right hand into the air and attempt to slam it into Moonie's shoulder, attempt to cleave him in half from his right shoulder to his left hip, but this attack was very dangerous as it had several things happening to it at once. This attack was now several times more powerful than before, just because of Michael being in his Blood State, and added to that simple fact that the force of the attack was also increased by double made this attack extremely dangerous. Added to that, the fact that Michael had also put two of his Death Energy ability to this simple attack, one of which being the same attack he used to block the Rain ability also allowed him to weaken the outer defenses of Moonie's skin and Blast energy and then to augmented that even farther by putting Breakdown skill into it. This should allow Michael to cut though Moonie's defense and do far more damage to Moonie, even more so considering that Michael was now at 100% strength and was no longer holding anything back.

Michael would look at his old friend Moonie as he spoke, smiling at him and even laughing at the commit that brute force always works. Though that did not really last long as Michael had attacked Moonie with a full force and was no longer holding back anything at all, and he would watch as his sword slammed against Moonies, and he smiled as the force of the blade made a line appear on his chest. Michael also knew enough about Moonie to know that he was going to try to keep him in close range, which Michael did not really mind if it was not for the fact that his skin was stronger than his and he could take far more damage so Michael did the only thing he could think of. He was going to level the city. Michael placed his left hand on the back part of his blade, and he would simply whisper to it, like it was a small child.

“Explode”

As that was said, suddenly a massive pillar of energy, the energy made out of blood, shot out of the entire length of Michael’s sword and fully engulfed both Michael and Moonie in its power. This attack was on the scale of a Hadō 96, as it leveled several miles of land in a single attack, leaving nothing but a crater of energy and death in its wake. This attack was so violent and powerful that it threw Michael out of the gravity field of both of Moonie’s blades, allowing the swat that Moonie had planned for him to be voided due to the fact that Michael was now heading for the edge of the crater with a massive speed. Michael would look backwards to see how close he was to the wall, and then using a simple flip he turn his body around so his feet would hit the wall first instead of his head. Once he came into contact with the side of the crater, he used some of his spiritual pressure to lessen the impact so he did not cause another crater from the energy of the attack. Michael knew enough about Moonie that he was most likely not fazed by that scale of attack, or even the power of it, as it only would make him happier to fight.

Michael would look over to where Moonie was the moment ago, and he could feel some energy starting to form rather rapidly and he felt the gravity around him getting stronger. Michael would slam his sword into the side of the crater, as he would hold both of his hands out in front of him, and he would watch as this beam came screaming towards him at a great speed, but the moment Michael had seen it he was already starting to attempt to break it down, weakening its internal structure by breaking down the very bonds that held it together and due to the fact that Michael was focusing all of his attention on that, the effect was extremely pronounce and effective as Moonie would start to see the beam start to quickly fall apart, as if it was an onion and the layers were falling off it as it flew through the air. Michael did not even move as the now weakened beam hit him dead on, but still something very odd had happened as there was no explosion as there should have been and Michael’s skin was no worse than it was a moment ago. Michael had just absorbed the Chaos Energy into his body, after breaking it down to such a point that he could do it, while he would normally never be able to absorb pure Chaos Energy he weakened it to such a point that his body could handle the increase in energy.

Michael then would pull his blade out of the ground, as he watched Moonie appear in front of him and Michael only smiled at him for a moment as he looked around at the crater that his attack had made. It was extremely wide and an possibly a half a mile deep, and Michael would smile at Moonie for a moment before vanishing from sight for a moment, and appearing above Moonie and dropping a full force kick drop kick onto the top of his head. This kick had enough strength in it to cleave a mountain in half with its strength and force, if this attack hit, it would most likely have enough force to send Moonie to the very bottom of the crater at which point they were now in Michael’s territory.

“Death by A Thousand Cuts”

Once Moonie was down at the bottom of the crater, which was ‘deep’ into the earth, a place where darkness was eternal and Michael made more sure of that by using his Demon Magic to summon a storm clouds to block out the sun and the sky. Michael would be using something that he didn’t use often, Shadow Step, to appear infront of Moonie and then send one swift and powerful cut, with the very same force and things applied to it as when he cut him before, to his body, before using the same thing to vanish into the darkness again, only to attack Moonie from a different side a moment later, and so on and so on. Michael would keep this up for as long as Moonie would let him, but due to the speed of Michael’s Shadow Steps and the augmentation he got from both his closeness to Mana, the Blood State and the fact they were several hundred meters below ground would only increase the likelihood that Moonie could not stop Michael without getting out of the hole.

"Voi?" The Moon Iramasha's voce asked plaintively, blinking at Michael as he said the word. He tilted his head, slightly puzzled. He knew that Michael had a rather lot of power… but most of the city had been destroyed earlier when Moonie had used the Moon God's Tear, that utterly MASSIVE energy attack which the Moon Iramasha had dropped on Michael. However, now Michael's eyes showed the intent of destruction once again, and that only made Moonie smile more.

"VOOI!' He roared out as a massive amount of blood began to form into further energy, engulfing Moonie and Michael in its power, the Moon Iramasha smiling like a kid who had just been taken on their first rollercoaster ride, and he watched as Michael was thrown away from himself, his body being engulfed in the blast. 'VOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOI!" The male's voice roared, a voice of raw animalistic fury appearing from the attack as a black field of energy began to spread from the Moon Iramasha, able to be seen all the way on the other end of the c rater, as the Blast ball rapidly expanded, going all the way around Moonie. [color=gray]"VOI!

MOON GOD'S KAGATSUCHI!"

The Moon Iramasha's voice roared out, as all around him the massive ball of ripping ,tearing energy expanded, absolutely massive, but not enough to reach the other side of the crater, leaving Moonie in the middle of it, smiling at Michael. "VOOOOOI!" He let out, his voice extremely low by this point as he spoke the word, as the massive ball of blast dispersed ,leaving Moonie standing in the center of it, leading to him firing the massive beam.

"Voi, why does my attack look like that stuff Momma Inanna puts on boss James' chili dogs?" He asked bluntly, obviously thinking of onions but not knowing it. He roared, a guttural roar emitting from his throat as he watched him take in the Moon Iramasha's energy. The Moon Iramasha barely glanced upwards for a moment, widening his eyes as he watched Micheal's foot descend towards his skull. "VOI!" He yelled at the foot as it smashed into his head, his eyes alight with fury as it hit his forehead, the smile wide and full of teeth as it was blocked by the immovable object that was Moonie's skull. His eyes stared deep at Micheal's as he was pushed downwards, his body shooting down like a comet, slamming firmly into the lava, his clothing going away completely from his body as it was melted, leaving him to stand up out of it, smiling up at Michael as the male spoke.

His eyes widened as Michael appeared in front of him, and his eyes narrowed slightly as if he was curious what the man was attempting to do as he felt the slash pressing against his body. It soon let up, a small black mark left where it had hit. Moonie merely held out his right hand, closing his eyes and his smile dimming slighlty but still remaining on his face. "Moon God's… " He whispered slowly, rapidly feeling Michael's blade touching him a number of times, before his eyes opened wide, white with power.

"GREAT STOOOOOOORM!"

The Moon Iramasha's voice roared out all around him, as from his body shot a mass of what appeared to be a webbing of some kind. It completely surrounded the area Moonie was stuck in the ground, the webbing tangible and ripping at anything that touched it, holding in the rapidly moving Michael who would be moving so fast he would not even notice the massive amounts of webbing being set up. "VOOOOOOOOOOI!" Moonie's mouth let out once again, as his body became infused with a massive amount of Blast energy, so highly focused only because he kept it all together within him, keeping it all within himself and preparing to release it, but not that Michael would notice, he was still going to fast for such minute observations. Then, Moonie's mouth opened once more, feeling a slash appear across his back, drawing blood at last from him.

"MOON GOD'S LIGHTNING!"

His voice roared, as without warning that energy dispersed around him. It shot out in a sphere, obliterating everything within the net with extremely intense, raw energy that shot out from himself, slamming firmly into everything around him and eradicating even the dust. If Michael was lucky, he would only lose an arm or something only small that was majorly important. The rest of his body would go through hell, most likely ripped into pieces in its weakest places, but its firm parts would only be badly harmed. Considering Moonie's position, Michael would be forced to leave the ball of death that had been created around the Moon Irasmaha. "VOOOOOI!" His voice roared within the ball, as the badly bruised now Moonie shot out of the ball himself, shooting after Michael with both swords gripped in his hands.

The energy had been so intense that even by rotting it, or realizing it was there in time to try rotting it, simply wouldn't help before it dealt highly adverse damage to Michael, meaning that if he wanted to competently stay in this fight he would have to get out as soon as he could. However, Moonie was now shooting towards him, his feet propelling him by massive Blast flames that were exploding rapidly as he shot directly towards the other male, his smile wide on his face as his blades shot towards Michael's face, the Moon Iramasha slamming both Mun and nuM into the demon as hard as he could, dragging the blades most likely frictioning hard against Michael's torso flesh and ripping them away with his massive raw strength, most likely ripping two large patches of Michael's flesh from his torso, Moonie's body spinning around.

"MOON GOD'S BACK-UP SMASH!"

His voice cried out, as nuM flew into its sheathe, leaving his right hand open as it turned into a fist, his body flinging itself forwards as he shot the hand forwards at the apex at where the two blades had crossed against Michael's flesh, both Mun and nuM activating brutally, pushing hard with a massive amount of gravity as Moonie shot towards him, even as Moonie threw the hand forwards. The Gravity around them indicated Michael as the target of all gravityational forces in the area, meaning that Moonie was positively FLUNG towards the Demon, slamming into him with his fist even if he were move away, Moonie's gravity would drag him towards that spot. If the fist slammed into Michael, the force would slam hard through his body, most likely rattling.

Moonie shook his hand then, still wielding Mun and with nuM on his back as he began hopping back and forth slightly, smiling as he shot upwards, rising into the air and spinning around dramatically. "VOI! You want to try that again, Michael?!? CAHAHAHAHA!" He laughed happily, looking down at the man below him, who would definitely feel both of those attacks down to his very core, but for now Moonie was satisfied. In fact, he was very satisfied with the fight thus far; the last tactic that Michael had used had been particularly effective, but it didn't work completely with his abilities, Moonie couldn't help but notice. Either way, he was now looking forwards to what Michael would do next, the wide smile still stretching across his face.

As Michael's body was sent flying away from Moonie, he did hear Moonie scream something rather loud, but he was not able to make it out fully due to the amount of wind filling his ear drums. Though as Michael came up to drop kick Moonie in the face, he felt something odd happening as he felt his entire body on fire and it was eating away as his skin, which Michael had to ignore for the moment as his foot came into contact with his face and he watched as Moonie shot straight into the ground below. Michael then went to phase two of his plan, where he suddenly vanished into the bottom of the pit where he began to start to cut Moonie but as he did this he quickly felt something hit his face, and as he looked to see what it was he knew that it was blast energy and he slowed down for only a moment to see what it was and he then saw a net around them and he felt something growing inside of Moonie and he knew this was going to hurt. Michael had barely enough time to Shadow Step out of there, but it was too late as Michael had lost his left arm in the blast, which was left there on the platform that Moonie was now standing on due to the chaos energy hardening the lava.

Michael would appear several hundred meters away from the sphere, as he held the stump of an arm that he had, the rest of his body was also covered in burns and blood but with a tight grip on his sword Michael's left arm would regenerate nearly instantly, along with the rest of the wounds but he knew that he could not keep doing this as he would soon run out of energy if he kept this up. Michael did not have much time to think about that, as he felt Moonie's immeasurable pressure heading towards him at an insane speed. Michael turned around and he saw Moonie attempt to swing both of his blades at Michael, and Michael using the very same technique he would use on his fists to increase the force behind his attack would do the same to his sword. This allowed him to match the nearly unstoppable strength of Moonie, and as their blades came into contact with each other the ground around them would collapse and give way due to the sheer amount of force that was being generated from the attack, and it would have enough force to leave a massive crater around them, yet another one that appeared in this city.

Michael then heard Moonie say something, and he watched as one of his swords went to the stealth on his back and then watched as the fist came in much faster than it should, and Michael only due to his superior speed and his heighten awareness was he able to see it in time to raise his arm, into a block and push it outwards towards the punch, again using the technique that allowed him increase the force in his punches to push against the attack. Even with this, Michael's forearm was shattered due to the punch, and he flinched slightly before he watched Moonie start move away as Michael was left there, trying to heal the broken bones. Michael knew that he was at 30% of his total power, but he knew that he had enough blood in his sword to keep this going long after his energy ran out and Michael knew this.


" Honestly Moonie..... I have no idea what I am going to do with you... It seems no matter what I try... I can't seem to beat you... How about I end this like I did the last time... one last bang..... would that make you happy Moonie? "

In that very moment, Michael would appear in front of Moonie, using Shadow Step again and in that same moment he would vanish back to his spot that he was at before but he had left something floating in front of Moonie. His sword. Michael had transferred nearly all of his energy, he only had just enough to stay standing, into the blade and that would increase the speed and power of what was about to happen.

The sword did not stand there for very long, as it would explode outwards and began to surround Moonie extremely quickly with what appeared to be a sphere of blood. This sphere was reinforced with Michael's reiastu and his Zo Koa along with the fact that it was now more or less the same stuff that Michael used for his Blood Armor. Inside the sphere, surprisingly, it was not dark at all as it seemed to be glowing in a blood red light that was now surrounding Moonie, which did not last long as hundreds of barbed chains shot out from the walls of the sphere, in 360 degrees of motion, and if Moonie tried to cut the chains away, they would instantly go back together as they were merely a liquid until they came into contact with his skin then they became stronger than any human material. Once this was done, the orb would begin to glow to the intensity of the sun, as all of Michael's remaining power was released inside that sphere onto Moonie. This would not only be focusing down what would be close to a Hadō 96 in power down to something nearly the size of a car, but due to the fact that Moonie should also be restrained by the blood chains would make it even harder for him to stop this attack. All of this happened in less than two seconds, and the orb itself then started to grow black in color and then start to crack and fall away. As it fell away, Michael had no idea how Moonie would fare in that attack, but that was all he had left in him and it was all focused down into crushing Moonie in a single forceful blow..