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Let me taste you.
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The Hierarchy Shall Crumble.
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8 yrs ago
"No one man should have all that power."
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8 yrs ago
⭐️-_-💧
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"Well as far as brains go, I've got the lion's share. But when it comes to brute strength, I'm afraid I'm at the shallow end of the gene pool." - Who?
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Rayne

    Location:
  • Drum Island








'They' weren't finished their, not until Marxo felt the pain, the frustration, the utter despair and hatred that he felt, he wouldn't rest. 'They' chased after Marxo, jumping from tree branch to tree branch, memories of his past filtering through his mind with each jump. He had spent 4 years sailing at sea with that bastard, he would make him feel pain. 'Their' kick had launched him towards the mountain side, and there 'they' would follow. Without hesitation 'they' launched after him, the branch snapping from from the sheer force of the jump, a massive shockwave being left behind in his wake, blowing many back.

"Marines! I guess 'we' were mistaken. I thought justice was the premise in which you all lived! The word that pushed you all each and everyday!" he screamed into the wind. He had jumped far to high, landing him near the mountain top. Landing face first, 'they' began to plummet, tumbling down the mountain side for a few seconds before somersaulting and cartwheeling onto his feet. 'They' entered into a longstrided sprint, lightning arcing off his body as he ran down a near vertical surface. "HAVE YOU ABANDONED YOUR WAY?!" 'they' barked flipping and tumbling over obstacles.

'They became a blur of blue running down the mountain side, the sheer force of his words could be heard throughout the battlefield for everyone to listen, his vocal cords enhanced. "We spent 4 years at sea, are we so readily so lost to you?! 'they' yelled as another shockwave launched him towards the now grounded Marxo. Wind whipped at his face furiously, but he paid no attention, the only thing that mattered was killing Marxo.

"During those 4 years," he began as he smashed through another jutting rock in his way. "when we surrounded with nothing but water and ourselves to talk to," he yelled, punching another rock. Suddenly, Marxo appeared before him, glowing a deep blue. 'They' were undeterred, as Marxo's fist lodged itself in his chest, slightly more to left as he was able to move just a few inches. "surely somewhere in the darkest depths of your heart, you began to enjoy yourself, you liked us. YOU ordered us to kill, IS THAT JUSTICE!" he roared as he launched his straightened hand right into Marxo's chest at the same moment, barely keeping up. He would do anything, anything to avenge Melany,' they' would avenge Melany. His undying will splayed out in front of him, forming a black layer around his finger tips as he smashed through the sound barrier to catch Marxo. The sheer force of the attack would break through him and attempt to pierce his heart savagely.

"God Spear!"

Marxo's attack sent him tumbling to the ground below, unable to comprehend what happened, pain blossoming in his chest as he smashed into the ground. The force of the attack sent him toppling into trees, smashing and breaking anything he went through before he forced himself to a halt.

"You bast- 'they' were interrupted by a bout of unwelcomed blood, crawled up and out his throat, destroying the clean white beauty of the snow and transforming it into a crimson mess. Every breath was like a machete twisting in his lung mercilessly, fortunately, 'they' were able to harden their muscles to stop the bleeding, but the pain remained. Another bout of blood spilled out of his mouth, this one signaling that he had reached the limit of his Raijin Mode. Lightning arced off his body as his friction layer returned to its normal state and place. His muscles aced and his nose bled profusely as he gazed bleary eyed at the fractured mountain that Marxo was thrown back into. It seemed that Drum Island would have one less drum.
Xerxes just there like

"Kaio-what now"


My post gonna be like, bang-vand explosion, mountain falling on oeiple like OH NO. Rayn backfliping Raijin kick BLAMBLAMBLAM I GOT STABED BLAM EXPLOSION.

Yay, all in all pretty lit.
I just want to point out that Freya retired from the marines, and is having a good time at a restaurant, while Anaru decided to stick with it, and is now having to deal with a teleporting pirate, giant trees, and Rayne o' Payne Xerxes, maybe Anaru picked the wrong choice.


@LokiLeo789 Yep, sounds about right. Stab Anaru in the back, whilst in plain sight of Zepp himself. Great job, Dirk, you've just gotten yourself three to five new holes in your chest, and probably been cut in half on top of that.


Could always do some C4 Impanted shit with Jax. Thats your enemy. Cut that man.
@Tmitche23 It occurs to me that you could well have set your Devil Fruit's power as the Doa-Doa no Mi, and it'd probably have functioned the way @NachoBachoPacho believes it did. Also of note: Zepp is still attached to Anaru's back as a shadow. Wonder how that'll figure itself out.


Its not that he's intangible, he is only in the 2D plane, if you stabbed Anaru in the back, you would him Zepp.
You could say this fight is very, Fruity..... Gahhahahahaahaha.


@NachoBachoPacho
How do you spend for years with someone being a pirate, blowing up places and killing people? Then your all like, yaaa I'm a marines. That right there, that made me mad. Then Anaru over there like, yaaaa I knew. When we got past this, Rayne gonna hunt Anaru. If he finds out. Then he gonna kill Marxo's Admiral daddy if its the last thing he does.

Rayne?

    Location:
  • Drum Island






Rayne turned to Marxo the expression of utter hatred and disgust. In a snap his whole demeanor changed, all emotions he found useless or degrading were hidden deep within the flesh of his soul, heavily suppressed by the hatred he felt for Marxo. Xerxes sailed for 4 years with that man, only to be back stabbed in seconds. For once, both Rayne and Xerxes experienced a singularity, and uncanny understanding of one another, and merged into one entity. A nameless human. Both souls lived as one, for this moment, and it provided him with the drive, the strength, the fuel to rip Marxo, piece be piece.

He was a single-minded creature that would stop at nothing to rip Marxo and all those interfering apart. He had entered a state of mind that allowed to him channel his strength and concentration for the sole purpose of slaying his opponent. No amount of running, pleading, or fighting was capable of stopping him, he was going to savor the taste of Marxo's blood.

"Stay out of this Jackal." 'they' asserted, his voice changing. In an instant, Jackal would lose sight of him, in reality, he was looking at an after image. With each step he took, another image appeared stationary.

"Gods Rhythmic Echo."

There was a total absence of noise during the movement, and multiple phantoms appeared behind him. Maxro immediately went on the attack, going at a speed that 'they' followed easily with his very eyes. He then produced two after images, one performing an attack, before another began to throw black pinches in all directions. In the end, Marxo played himself, furiously attacking an after image, funny how what worked, he had no need to dodge or counter, he just walked away.

"I'm going to kill you Marxo." 'they' called coldly, killing intent wafting through the air so thick that it could be cut. His voice became an overlapping conglomerate of both Rayne's and Xerxes' voices in unison. The smoke produced by Marxo attack hitting wood hid their fight, but 'they' could see just fine. Before Marxo could throw another punch, 'they' appeared, smoke hiding his face, but his crimson eyes aglow. This was the real one.

"I warned you." 'they' whispered. Before one could comprehend, 'they're' hand darted out, seemingly teleporting to try and grab at Marxo's black wrist. Unfortunately, they weren't finished there, instantaneously, 'they' launched a devastating kick towards Marxo's abdomen with enough force to throw him hundreds of feet away, landing him crumpling into the vertical mountain side, despite the Haki, which would protect him from most of the damage.

Gods have descended amongst us.

If nothing else you give Bogard a reason to become stronger.


I can imagine this as one od those fights that you just see colored blurs clashing constantly and everyone's over there like, damn.
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