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Re: The Return of That Which Doesn't Belong....
Sat May 18, 2013 4:14 pm
PREPARE TO CLASH HEADS WITH THE BEAST OF KARAKURA CENTRAL
Artist: Attack On Titan OST - Song: Opening Theme - Word Count: 2400
There was nothing left to do. His mind was blank. The Earth was horrid. Everything around him was turning to cinders as he came out of his long stay in inactivity. Demon's were running rampant, the world plunged further into chaos with each waking moment and there was no sense of justice in this damned world. Following his mental breakdown over the reunion with Iori Sugiura, he was reminded all too well that was this world we inhabit only cares for the strong. Throughout all the suffering he has endured to make it to this point, it's become all too clear that the path to repairing the damages of this ruined world is to act. Act. Act. Act. ACT. Hesitation is death, doubt is execution and caution is fatal. Detecting the presences of all known Memory Rosaries converging into one signal location near the depths of Japan, ignoring this anomaly would lead to certain destruction for everyone around them. Thus, the moment for action was needed. The moment for someone with the strength to put an end to this was needed. THE BEAST NEEDED TO BE IN ACTION TO PROTECT WHAT HE WORKED SO HARD TO ACHIEVE! So, with the sound of sirens readying, military units comprised of all known factions within Karakura and the SCU Unit on stand-by; Shadin was instantly deployed to scene of devastation upon the return of The Blood Queen and the Memory Rosaries. This was going to be the first major testing of The Beast's power in quite some time. Could he be strong enough to take them all out? Would this lead to a cataclysmic event which would spell the end of everything we know? Will his powers go out of his control? There were many questions burning in the enigma of the Mind Of God; all moving at speeds in which most people would need a lifetime to contemplate, but this man had the tenancy to process in the blink of an eye. The only resolution that came to him time and again was simple: ACT. Don't lie idle, don't be weak and move forward at the speed to leave all others in awe of your strength. Crush everything that lies before your before and keeping acting even further behind that. Inaction is DEATH!
AND SO, in an explosion of blinding white light, the fury of four hundreds of pent up aggression, horrid memories, immense growth and preparation were going to be put to the test. For with the arrival of Shadin Yuudeshi, this was going to be the first time in many years Earth's Strongest Ziamichi would face off against a major threats. All of the modifications to his powers had been adjusted to as far as they could safely exceed, the Yuudeshi Project had planned him as much as it possibly could and it was all in the hands of The Beast to ensure that Japan does not end up a dried husk of it's former glory with the dawning of The Memory Rosaries. With much valor, power and might; an explosion of unimaginable proportions bellowed out throughout the area; instantly engulfing it within Shadin's power as he analyzed everything he would need to in order to carry out this hellish fight on Mt.Fuji's peak.
Being well aware of the daughter of Ceon, The Beast used his immense sense of perception in order to feel out Neviah's location. Acting as an external sense being complimented by his nearly second to-none speed, a few microseconds had passed and already a shield had hopefully been comprised in order to deflect all spiritual, physical and abstract anomalies from smothering the poor girl to death. Viewing the footage of what occurred through his cyberbrain from one of his space satellites, it was easy enough for him to determine that The 4th Squadder should not pose an active threat. However, with anything pertaining to these freaks of natures, this could change in a heartbeat. So should she be determined an active threat to the well being of Japan, The Beast would not waste a moment's notice to dispose of her post hastily. "Hey brat, quick shitting yourself. Now is the time to stand up and fight back against these laughable excuses for beings for even having the gull to attempt to intimate real Gods."
The sounds of machinery whirring, the skies transforming into pure white and the flare of blue and white emerging from the depths of Mt.Fiji signaled the entrance if the infamous Yuudeshi Clan Leader, otherwise known as Shadin Yuudeshi. With his debut on to the scene, it was at this point, all eyes were on him. There were Multiple surveillance systems from space to analyze the results of his clash of monsters, media attention from those interested to see the Beast blaze away in his first major battle and the Yuudeshi Network steadily making sure everything goes according to Shadin's plan; whatever it may be for such rash and prompt action. Staring upwards at Clarie, Ceon, Senna and the Blood Queen; a strong frown emerged across his face, causing even Mt.Fuji to buckle under the weight of The Beast's power; sparks of electricity constantly spitting up from cracks in the ground emerging at a steady rate as he grew more irritated with their appearance in HIS county.
"It's not even good enough to be a joke at this point." Eyes locking on to the location of the rouge Memory Rosaries, it had been quite some time since he had seen each of them. He had heard reports of them beginning to emerge back into the world, but this was the first time in awhile he had seen the freaks up close and personal. Beyond the chaos of all this, though, he knew his real target would be the Blood Queen and to take out any instance of Claire in this existence. This wasn't going to be like any other battle he has had in recent years, but with the gap in power and abilities essentially closed between the two beings, a brawl like this was going to turn ugly. Cracking his neck, he looked downwards at Ceon. The first threat to probably dispose of would probably be his former teacher, eh? It's obvious enough to Shadin he isn't in control of his action, so he'd at least knock some sense into him until he was otherwise able to remedy a solution to his madness.
"Oi, Senpai, that isn't a good look for you. I never thought you'd sink below the ranks of becoming another's bitch's puppet. It's been nearly 400 years and this is how you greet you after all this time?" Echoing his voice throughout the entirety of the battlefield to be heard by all participants in this event, he wanted to ensure those words reached Ceon's ears. Though to what effect they would generate? Heh, hell if he knew. "C'mon, I know you are stronger then that. If not, I'll just beat it out of you until you become that strong. It's a crying shame when the student has to train the teacher, eh?" With the chit-chat out of the way, one of the first things he'd notice is that strange blindfold across Ceon's face. Just what exactly was it doing there? Never in Shadin's memory has he remembered seeing such a article of clothing on The Rosary. Raising an eyebrow of suspicion at it, there was a good chance that this object had the possibility of being an enslavement device meant to otherwise corrupt his mind.
It wouldn't be the first time he has encountered such a device, as in fact, he has a few of his own when dealing with more pesky threats. But, with the rate things were going, the best course of action should be to at least test these theories out. Turning into a more somber expression, he knew he was going to be strapped in for a long battle, but hopefully he'd finally have his chance to avenge the loss of Iori on that dark day by defeating all of them here. So, without much further delay, The Yuudeshi began his attack by summoning a large vortex of white energy from the ground. To at least test the depths of how much they've developed over the years, he was curious to see how The Clixx would deal with this attack. By infusing his personal values into the wave of light, he had crafted an attack meant to produce a wide-scale barrier throughout a full 360 degrees radius of Ceon's body. What was it's purpose? Simple. By pushing away the confines of existence in this contained area, he'd hope to separate Ceon from having any sort of effect anymore in this battle.
In other words, what Shadin had done was essentially disconnected him from The Living Realm and placed him into his own personal realm of existence imposed within the barrier Shadin had erected. Following that, even if this barrier should or shouldn't fail, he'd use his momentum control to at least make a pass at ripping the blindfold away from Ceon's eyes with enough kinetic force to shred it to pieces. "Oi, if you are gonna fight somebody, at least have the balls to look them in the eyes, aye?" Cackling a bit, he'd then his eyes towards wherever Senna may happen to be at this point. "You two have clearly lose all sense of rationality. Your daughter is sitting here pissin' herself, and you are busy being pawns? You can fight harder then that." Snapping his fingers, a pulsation could be felt throughout the area. What did Shadin just do? In case Senna attempted to use her ability to control Cycles, well, let's just say Shadin had a little insurance on his side.
To better exemplify this, say you had a barrier that could only cover a single object. However, nearby, you had the ability to produce a series of new barriers to cover unprotected areas. Each time an enemy force had attempted to attack an unshielded spot, a new barrier would generate at a faster rate of speed then the enemy could strike. Repeating itself over and over until the foe eventually gives up or becomes faster. This, is in essence, what Shadin was attempting to do against Senna's cycle control. Each time an alteration in the air from this ability had occurred? Shadin's encryptions on the area would go into action, being accelerated by his speed control, and attempt to constantly block-out these modifications. "Ah well, if nothing else, should my words or actions not get through to you, I have two dummies to test my abilities out against. Hehehehehe, yeah, I'll be happy to add you in my experimental trials." Holding his arms out, he was ready to deal a critical blow to the original memory rosary.
Yet, beneath his chaotic exterior, there was still a sense he was holding back. Staring upwards at the sky, he knew what his true objective was and that the parents of Neviah Clixx were truly not at fault for this. In order to extract a proper vengeance, he knew exactly what must be done. "Sheesh, I'm not even for raising my hand against innocent women, least I be called a woman beater, so just stay out of the way for now. You aren't the bitch I'm looking for." With those words exchanged with Senna, he'd go on to repeat the same attack he had used against Ceon with her. However, instead of using his momentum control to rip apart any blindfold, he'd otherwise attempt to inject his force into her body in order to seal away her power for the time being. How could this be? Simple. By getting enough of his reishi inside of her, all it would take is his influence from these atoms to otherwise externally use his abilities within her and then attempt to slow the rate in which energy is produced within her core. Should this come to pass, then he'd hopefully go on to slow other bodily functions within Senna's core and potentially force her to black out for the time being. He really had no desire to fight her, so he wasn't even sure if that would be enough to stop her for now. After all, he himself is curious to see what they can do after all of this time. It was a case of simply having too many options to attack.
Taking a hard stare over at the location of Clarie, he knew she would be the key to fixing this mess if, whatever the hell this "Blood Queen" was had retreated inside of her. Disappearing in a flash, he'd appear in the front of The Last Standing Memory Rosary and stare her dead in the eye. "Oi, oi. Long time no see." Grinning slightly, he'd go on unleash a punch at speeds so fast, she'd most likely wouldn't have much time to react. "I'm not quite sure what is occurring here, but I know it's the time to strike. I've waited a long time to see you again, and I won't waste an opportunity like this!" With that said, he'd hopefully send a strong pulsation of force into The Clixx in order to force whatever it was inside of her to react. While, at the same time, he'd hopefully cause an extreme amount of pain to serge within Clarie's body. Why is that? Easy. Every attack he had performed on this battlefield during his entrance? Heh, they were all combined into one attack on to her body. From the barrier he had imposed on Ceon, to enough kinetic force to obliterate this entire area, to the compressing of Clarie's own energy and a shield ready to negate any irregularities caused by her known attributes. He was ready for this to get ugly, but he wanted to investigate something for himself. It didn't feel right, it didn't look right and something felt entirely off within the core of this bitch. Maybe there was something deeper? Perhaps. If nothing else, there wouldn't be a trace left of her if he hadn't forced whatever freak he saw coming out of Clarie OUT.
"Miss Blood Queen, SHOW YOURSELF TO THE BEAST!"
And so, with the lines in the stand made, this battle was about to get underway...
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Re: The Return of That Which Doesn't Belong....
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Re: The Return of That Which Doesn't Belong....
Sun Aug 25, 2013 1:57 pm
Artist: Multiple Artist Used - Song: Multiple Artist Used - Word Count: 3117
Things were beginning to get more and more heated as this battle progressed onward. Despite all eyes being on him, there was still someone hairbrained enough to enter within the vicinity of this very toxic fight amongst immense superpowers within the Mountaintop known as Mt.Fuji. Turning his sight towards the detection of a new entity stepping forth onto to this battlefield, he was able to discern just who this with the utmost ease thanks to his vast sense of awareness and generally deduction capacities that was possessed within his very capable mind. Imagery of a raven-haired girl with crimson colored eyes danced into his mind, ringing true to the name which was Shisome, The Human Doll. It is quite amusing that the two would meet here after their previous union in the ruins of the wastelands that was the out lands of Japans. Following his unsightly collapse of The Beast of Karaura's Psyche from the strain on Imaginary Computation wearing down on his mind, he figured this girl would have enough sense not to come to such a volatile battlefield; but common sense was a scarce commodity in this new world.
So, taking these considerations into mind, Shadin established a telepathic connection between himself, Shisome and Neviah. Encrypted with a series of intricate protocols meant to lock-out any external influence that the other Memory Rosaries may have had with the likes of the Baby Rosary, Shadin wanted to ensure that no surprises or gimmicks were to tamper with his line of communication with the girl. As, at this point, The Albino male was already aware that the Memory Rosaries generally had a strong sense of bond; leading into the paths of clairvoyance with one another. So even if this line of direct contact were to be tampered with, it wouldn't be so easily unlocked; even by the likes of the others on the field such as Ceon or Senna and most certainly The Blood Queen herself.
'Here? On this war-torn field? I honestly never thought I'd encounter you again in such a place. Pleasantries or not, you'd be wise not to worry about what I can handle, but your own safety. Common sense may be a rare gem in this world of ours, but I suggest ya' heed this warning before it's too late. I'll do what I can to shield you, though keep in mind the risk factors here are absurd when dealing with assholes like this. And hell, you are even greatly underestimating the prowess of that girl within the shield. I know this enemy quite well, and if she did turn violent, I sincerely doubt that many beings could control them besides myself. You are welcome to throw your life away if you want, but with such miniscule statistics, I wouldn't vest much thought into such fruitless endeavours, woman.' With those words transferred to the likes of the seemly fragile-looking girl, The Beast of Karakura would let out an irritated sigh; as, at the time being, it was of great irritation to him to have to factor in more insane variables into an already complicated situations.
For although Shisome had a good intent, and Shadin truly didn't mind seeing her, it was still just adding more danger than needed in such a complex battle occurring. 'At any rate, I'll handle the rest. Go home. Whatever sense of duty, fulfilment or generous spirit you had...? Forget about it. I don't need anyone else standing in the way between me and this battle I've waged against the Eldritch Abomination known as The Blood Queen for the past four centuries. Simply take the girl, protect her with all your might and get out of here. Do not die on me, for I am entrusting you to an important task of over watching this girl, but helping you two at once on a chaotic brawl such as this? It's more than useless, it's irresponsible nearly. Which is why I'll be producing a portal for the two of you to escape to. It will lead to Karakura Central and you'll be taken to a place where she can recover. This is where we part ways.'
With his mind doing the needed calculations to craft a wormhole leading from the top of Mt.Fuji to the depths of Downtown Karakura, Shadin was able to swiftly conjure up a gateway at any moment for the two of them to enter to and flee from this horrid battle. However, before that could possibly transpire, he figured he'd have some further dialogue with the likes of Neviah Clixx when he assumed that he was insulting the likes of her father. 'Do you honestly believe I feel that way about anyone in your family outside of that cynical, deluded and useless piece of shit that you call an Aunt? Clarie, her essence is a bane on this world that needs to be purged in my mind. Your father, your mother and yourself are people I can consider good comrades and friends. So as much as it may be shitty to watch, I will do whatever it takes to force that arrogant fuck back to reality.'
(CHANGE TRACK HERE)
Now having those words transplanted into the two girl's minds, his focus would then be placed on the likes of Claire as a slight laugh could be heard echoing from his mouth; watching the assault he carried out against the likes of The Blood Queen actually make content filled him with such joy. Finally, with his two hands, his two bare hands; he would enact the vengeance he and the Karakura Defenders had vowed against the likes of The Blood Queen for what she did to them all the years ago. In taking Iori's life, her very precious life, nothing but a torturous death danced within the mind of the Beast of Karakura. Soon, memories of his beloved friend prior to her death rang within Shadin's mind. Her attitude, their bond, the times they shared within old Karakura Town before World War Three. How innocent, how free, how young they all were...it soon began to turn into a spiral of bittersweet visions as the path of time slowly, but surely ripped away everything he once cared about, everything he once was and morphed him into The Monster he forged himself to be today. After everything he endured, after all the trials he fought through, from all the alliances made, the experiences gained, the wars which sprung about and all of the pain....was it worth it for this?
Gritting his teeth out of anger, from his previous meeting with Iori, the thought that although her legend and prowess was reborn as a Guardian Spirit...the Iori he knew...the Iori on that day.....that spirit was lost forever to the sands of time. Clenching his fist, a look of utter contempt transitioned across the once jovial male's face as he stared down at Clarie with those fiery crimson blood eyes of his. The way she sounded, the way she pleaded and the way she looked....after everything that she did, after all the pain she caused...this....THIS FARCE...this....FACADE....how The Blood Queen was presenting herself to likes of The Beast, nay, Shadin Yuudeshi...it outraged the male as an ominous red glow slowly radiated from his core. What right did she have...to play the victim? To play the one hurt? Following all the chain of events that lead up to the point where the two of them now....WHAT RIGHT DID SHE HAVE TO DO THIS!?
"How dare you....the woman who killed without remorse, the woman who took our lives away...the woman who had the nerve to oppose our way of life. Under what deranged state of mind do you have to be in to sincerely believe, after all this time, through all this sorrow; that you, the one with so much innocent blood on your hands, could gravel before me to beg for your life...IN ORDER TO PROTECT THOSE YOU CARE ABOUT IT?! HAVE YOU UTTERLY LOST IT, YOU SORRY EXCUSE FOR A LIVING BEING!?"
Rage now filling every fiber of his being, Shadin Yuudeshi let out one of his most terrifying yells in recent memory. A scream filled with much raw and hysterical emotion not heard since the nightmare he endured during the depths of World War Three as Karakura Town itself was obliterated by the likes of those hellish forces on that day. These hollers, these respites in The Beast's psyche; they contorted the very world around them.
The skies blackened darker than the night itself, but very soon it intermixed with rage hotter than the sun itself. Strikes of coal and scarlet electricity roared about in the heavens above; as the raw energy being produced by both Ceon and Shadin were intermixing into one volatile mixture. A concoction so powerful that it was beginning to alter the planet itself. The overwhelming torrents of wind within the area began to tear apart much of the landscape, while the Earthquake itself was nullified and overpowered by an even louder roar radiating from out of Shadin; having his spiritual energy be sensed as far away as Karakura Central itself; hundreds of miles away from this battlefield. It showcased the true depths of The Beast's Fury, for when Claire sacrificed herself for Shadin's own sake....it only served to this hellish storm to a whole another level.
For when The Blood Queen was disposed of by the likes of Ceon's swift attack....there was a shift. A shift....that felt unnerving. A shift....which could be sensed all throughout the globe. The pulsation, the volume of reiryoku and reiatsu...it was contorting into a monster of a storm. The oceans shook all throughout this region of the globe; shifting the liquid to a blood-like color; The grassland of the forest of Japan soon morphed to a blackened color to signify this insane amount of energy being produced and all was silent for a few moments. An errie silence, one that encompassed everything within it's grasp. It did not matter that Ceon released, it did not matter that Senna release and it certainly didn't matter that Claire was being beaten to an utter pulp. For it was in this moment in time, this very precious moment; the internal frenzy of madness, agony, despair and power was released from the very embodiment which was The Beast of Karakura.
(CHANGE TRACK HERE)
Like a burst of life akin to that of the Big Bang that accumulated the universe itself... the released form Shadin Yuudeshi has finally been unveiled for all of the world to see. An explosive burst of sound like no other soon produced annihilating waves of sheer force throughout the entity of Japan; this sound even being able to be heard in many different regions of the world as a daunting vortex of pitch black, flaring scarlet and empowering shades of white colored energy soared into the heavens themselves; disrupting themselves out of Earth's orbit for how much reiatsu and raw had been produced in the wake of Shadin Yuudeshi's Shikai Release. No more games, no more jokes, no more toying around; he was enraged, he was hurt, he was confused. Everything....the world....himself....it was all a contorted into a whirlwind of sheer disbelief, illusions and lies that needed to be shattered, corrected and reforged with his two hands alone. It was this ungodly agony which caused further wails of pure, unadulterated rage to be echoed throughout the globe. This burst of raw force had so much power invested within it, that The Beast himself attempted to utterly obliterate Ceon's Hurricane by rejecting it's existence outright. It did not matter what abilities The Memory Rosary possessed, it did not matter how overwhelming the odds were; all that was relevant in the typhoon of natural fury brewing within The Beast Of Karakura was annihilating everything in his path.
And knowing that this hurricane rejected elemental attributes; the spiritual energy releasing from Shadin, through usage of Imaginary Computation, shifted and morphed into unprocessed energy; returning to the state of raw energy in order to repel, destroy, reject and do whatever it took to find a solution to rip apart this Hurricane from The Beast's sight and have his own vortex, the vortex which resulted in Shadin's Release, reign supreme over his teacher's fury. For no matter how furious Ceon was, no matter how delusional he was or why he was attacking Clarie; all of the Rosaries around him would know the true depths of The Beast's strife, laying his emotions to bled across the skies like a never ending torrent of intense pressure.
Then, once this release of ungodly power was unleashed upon the world, another decimating explosion of purely refined energy expanded from Shadin in the shape of two wings which appeared to be slade in hue were forged across his back...and they seemed to be comprised of his...Zanpakutō. Yes, as everything was becoming as clear as crystal to him, it was in this moment of clarity. These attachments, these assortments; they were his very essence, that which reflected his soul, materializing into the physical plane to fight alongside Shadin in this harsh power of overwhelming fury between the likes of him and the Memory Rosaries.
Tightening the grip in his fist, as he started down the likes of Ceon Clixx; there was but one goal now: defeat him. Defeat his teacher, beat him, drag him in the dirt and rip this notion of bullshit from his mind. With his increased capacities as of his release, Shadin felt some form of Clairvoyance; a sense that something was off...that through his wrath...there was a great hurt inside of him because of The Blood Queen. At this state, he couldn't quite understand it, but he knew he had to remove this blindfold...somehow...SOMEWAY.
Holding his right arm towards the sky, Shadin felt one with the Earth at this point. Air, wind, oxygen, energy, reishi; everything felt as if the world itself was within the palm of his hands. "Emotion. Control. Knowledge. Materialization. Unity. All of these elements, it's as if the planet itself is merging with me. I'll use all of it....to break your bullshit. You will see all of the pain I felt bleed, clouds in my head and all the emotions I felt to bled. You and I will now see everything. You're failing me, Ceon-Clixx, does it feel THAT GOOD TO BE SLAVED!?!??"
Gripping his fist harder, a blackened halo comprised of swirling energy came into view above his head; and it was in this moment, that his Shikai was fully released. And in this waking moment, Imaginary Computation's shear force in this never-before-seen state, was contorting the very skies above them in a strange, dense sphere. Gravity, oxygen, ozone, atmosphere, energy; the very laws of physics themselves were breaking them in this dense dome as conversed, constructed and transformed itself into an complicated infusion of the essence of this universe and the non-existence of that which doesn't exist. It didn't make sense, no scientist could decipher it; but here it was....in the wake of Shadin's fury...he was ripping apart the very fabric of our reality from so many years of repressed...hurt. It caused the ground beneath them to slowly be erased, large chunks of the Earth to go flying towards the sky and it was essentially sucking in everything into it.
However, even in this state of dismay, The Beast...had a heart....ensuring that the likes of Shisome was not harmed, he composed an alternative force around them that was infused with Shadin's raw will; a force to otherwise reject these cataclysmic effects occurring throughout the area and protecting Claire, Neviah and The Doll Girl in order to negate these effects
More than that, not even the likes of Senna's Wind Cyclones could so easily penetrate this section; if she were even standing at this point from Shadin's release obliterating everything within this region. "I'll erase every last fucking ounce of this...bullshit....because I get it... this is what it means to fight to protect....and I'll use my anger to crush all of you....." Eyes now reddening with uncontained amounts of anger; the stage was now set for him to actually go on the offensive. The unbelievable release...was finally going to be tested at long last against a worthy foe. He was in uncharted terrority now, but his utter wrath felt so right.
Now disappearing in nanoseconds, Shadin unleashed a devastating burst of speed that had enough kinetic energy behind it to decimate most cities in it's wake. Henceforth, The Beast harnessed this force to produce a blitzkrieg effect. By tapping into the prowess of his new greatly enlightened mind, The Male forced all the energy around him to turn into a highly experimental force. One converted in order to blitz it way through most types of energies, abilities or special powers through raw forces of overwhelming power. This is so that any trickery, any surprises and any techniques that the Rosaries might have could hopefully be utterly annihilated in it's wake. That way, in this explosion of amazing momentum that generated a constant series of sonic booms that roared throughout all of the lands, he would be able to grab on to the likes of Ceon's face; possibly even crushing some of his bones possibly from the intensity of his grip.
From there, he'd attempt to slam him into the very Earth itself; ripping his blindfold, should all go as planned, in one violent motion as he continued to let out a series of otherworldly yells that shook the very ground beneath them; causing ripple effects throughout the area not seen since the battle for Madness City. No matter what got in his way, he'd do his damned best to rip it apart. Punching, punching and punching Ceon over and over until he was back to normal; going on, at the same time, to hopefully release a purified sense of energy; one meant to hopefully draw out the Blood Queen's influence in this area by rejecting her essence, her despair and drowning it in....faith. Faith that The Mind of God could change the tide of war on this Battle, Faith that he could save Ceon from the shackles of his despair and faith...that perhaps deep down inside...maybe there was more to Clarie than his frustration would allow him to see.
Thus, as he unleashed his series of attacks upon the being of Ceon, he would give it all of his might to fight against the colossal titan of opposition he faced in this battle against The Memory Rosaries; a rematch that was roughly four hundred centuries in the making.
The Beast of Karakura Central was officially angered and The Warth of a Demi-God in All its Fury was being unleashed.
