So why not establish that destroying the multiverse is IMpossible then?Usually, it is. However, in this case, something has been..... changed. Let's just say that things aren't as they should be. You'll soon find what I mena. Also, dat post do. Damn. I'm proud of me. I'm also sad for Creed.
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Just a random guy, doing random things.
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As Kevin relaxes himself, he can feel 5 reaching into his soul, and as it does, the calming influence grows exponentially. As he admits 5 into his mind, his own soul seems to start resonating with 5, as his will seems to be altered. Manipulation of the mind to control the soul, a proposition based on Stein's concept of controlling the Body and Mind through the Soul. Kevin could feel his magic slipping, and whether he had truly let 5 in, or whether it had been some form of trap, Kevin finds himself incapable of caring.
A world of calm. A peaceful existence, one designed esspecially for him. Kevin finds himself, wandering through a valley of his own dreams, as he can sense his friends at his side. His father, grinning widely, stood next to the door to the small house he lived in. At his side was Kevin's mother, clinging on to Gildarts' arm, shouting something about cookies. It was hazy, but he knew it was real. And as he stepped forward, he realized that this was his life. Gildarts, tired of adventuring, had settled down when his son had been born, and while he had always been open and flirtatious with other women, he had been bindingly loyal to Kevin's mother. He had grown up in a farming society, and learned to use his powers not to destroy, but to build. His best friend had been Creed, who would stop by from the guild, and tell wild stories about his adventures. Kevin had joined them, after asking consent from his parents, and had proven himself to be a great mage and addition to Fairy Tail.
As kevin stood there, in that grass plain, his parents waving at him, he could recall all of it. The struggles in his life had been won, and his greatest problem was the natsu's daughter, whom he had a terribly crush on. Luckily, he had discovered the feeling to be mutual. Soon, he knew, he'd try and raise a family of his own, living in the same little village, living the same peaceful life, as his father grew older and his tales grew progressively wilder.
In that moment, Kevin was content.
'Good night, child.' Guided by a will that was not his own, Kevin's magic swirled around him. Soft teers ran down his face, as the world he had wished for, that world of his childhood dreams, had come to pass. For him, this reality was all he knew, and as Crash activated in full, he didn't even notice it.
Blood splattered the ice, but it was not just blood. Bone and organ tissue, finely melded with blood, rendered into it's base contents, utterly destroyed. Complete annihilation, applied to the entire body, left quite a mess. A sticky pinkish paste, containing all the bits of a human body, and yet incapable of sustaining life. Covered in it, stood Kevin, a sad smile on his face, as he lowered his right hand. He turned, and walked away, hands in his pockets, leaving behind the remains. Another story, added to an ancient collection, another shard of a soul, a moment of bliss, gathered like a stock of gems. 'You will not be forgotten.'
Abandoned lay, a single, shattered mask. It was all that remained.
As Kishin tracked Genocide's movements across the ground, he found that Genocide was heading down deeper and deeper, growing farther and farther away. In fact, he was moving quite rapidly, as if he were falling down a really big pit, or using a high-speed elevator. he also showed no signs of stopping, and Asura could feel the strange divine presences closing in on his location. In the distance, he could see great winged forms, flying through the eternal twilight of this planet.
As he feels the Clue Bat being slowly shoved up his ass, he comes to the sudden conclusion that THERE IS SOMETHING DANGEROUS COMING HIS WAY, and that GENOCIDE IS UNDERGROUND, YOU NEED TO GO UNDERGROUND TO CATCH HIM, and that PRETTY MUCH HIS ENTIRE FRIENDS GROUP IS GETTING THEIR SORRY LITTLE ASSES WUPPED.
Huh, that was meta.
I'm confused. Why is your char being arrested? A wave of fear is sweeping through the city, and pretty much everyone is evacuating the Tall en-masse, and this group of guardsmen took the time to arrest a mildly annoying Reptile Priest?
By the way, Tiny, do you recognize this planet? It's one of the ones I've thrown at you, and Spirit, in particular. I don't think anyone else than Spirit, Fox and Tiny have visited it before.
To be completely honest, I almost wanted to literally badger you about it. Anyhow, I've just recently noticed that we now have a PM notification system instead of it simply listing how many times we've messaged others via PMs. Pretty sweet!Oh God I needed that XP I was reaching a total of 700 PMs, and it was crowded as shit.
The great purple laser hits the mirror, instantly reflecting even as the mirror melts from the impact, drips of molten glass raining down on the frozen plains below. At the speed of light, the beam returned to it's origin, engulfing Toguro's arm, which held the canon. There was a thundering explosion, and a pulse of bright purple light, as the canon itself exploded. When the shards of ice and water vapour fog had finally cleared, Toguro could be seen, once more missing his left arm. This time, however, streaks were torn across his entire body, great gouges carved out and reduced to lava, spilling down his body even now.
Sighing, Toguro turns away from Teo, walking off. His words carried through the air, as he spoke, not bothering to shout. 'Damn, looks like it's one of these. Well, there's no point in prolonging it, is there?' His right arm reached down, and the massive stone fingers clamped down on a figure, lying in a heape of shattered ice and metal. As he raised it, it became all too familiar what it was, and why Toguro knew that the fight had already ended.
Bloody, bruised and exhausted, Creed hung limply in Toguro's grasp, the thick fingers reaching around his skull. The slow creaking of bone could already be heard, had one listened carefully. Even tired and wounded, Toguro was more than capable of crushing Creed's head like a walnut filled with blood. 'Now get down here, and be a good boy.'
I'm innocent !There is no such thing as innocence, only degrees of guilt.
Hey Wiz. Wanna tag-team Spirit with hug cannons? And is anyone else impressed by Wiz's 6 thousand post count?Contrary to appearances, I do a lot of posting. It's just that I need to post towards ALL you guys, in addition to all the other roleplays I'm doing, and all the stuff in my life (which, surprisingly, I do have.) As such, posting here occasionally slows. Feel free to badger me about it though.
Alright you do make some good points, if you don't include the nonexistance thing, because if nonexistance didn't truly exist, would anything really NOT exist? Just a little food for thought. Sadly, this isn't really going too far. So I'll change my strategy. You yourself said that alpha can create universes in which a certain outcome is achieved. Such as genocide failing to destroy the multiverse. However, as alpha has no free will, it also creates universes in which the opposite outcome is achieved. Such as genocide succeeding. By this logic, the disadvantage every threat to the multiverse has, the multiverse's progressively infinite size, actually gives him an advantage. Genocide's goal is to destroy the multiverse by destroying balance and freeing omega who, once free, will destroy the entire multiverse. That's probably the same goal an infinite number of other genocides share. In other words, even if this genocide fails, another genocide will succeed. Essentially, the whole genocide thing is a one-sided struggle where the baddies win even when they lose.Nonexistence is the lack of existence, in the same way that shadow is the lack of light. Until light is introduced, everything is dark. In the same vein, until creation occurs, everything is 'nonexistent'. Nonexistence isn't actually a thing, it doesn't exist. It's just our name for something not being there, in the same way that darkness isn't actually a thing. This is why I stated that the Multiverse doesn't contain an infinite quantity of universes at once. While it is unimaginably large, it is not infinite. As such, there are an infinite amount of universes that do not exist. However, Alpha simply creates universes at the same speed that they're being destroyed, even if the amount being destroyed is variable. This is because of the most important force, which is the power of Balance, which balances Creation with Destruction. The reason I introduced this, is because if we establish that destroying the Multiverse is possible, and there are an infinite number of universes, then the Multiverse would already have been destroyed. Because, in an infinite number of universes, anything that is possible must also occur.
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