((No problem. My style of writing is a little brutal, esspecially with Stein and Mia, so if you see a way out such as you did, feel free to do it. I was planning on having Hiei duke it out with Mia in Stein's headquarters, and perhaps have him become the target of Mia's twisted obsession which is a mix of love and hate. However, this works as well.))
Stein shrugs, as his target seems to escape. It was no matter. His point had been made. Any being that could feel his aura and Hiei's aura would know that Hiei had been far more powerful than Stein could ever hope to be, capable of ripping apart planets. As such, they would not assume that he could be defeated just because of a difference in power that big. There was a reason he was called the God-Killer. "As you can see, to threaten me is to face death. The boy was a fire demon. He has no soul to reap. He will reform in the Abyss, most likely." It wasn't true, of course. At least, not of most demons. It varied from universe to universe. However, it was a common belief, created by beings unable to sense souls, and useful in this particular situation.
Mia carefully put back Shiva, her father's God-Killer weapon, which inflicted permanent wounds. He used it to kill people with the capability to regenerate. He'd cut into their brain, and remove their consciousness, or simply cut out their short-term memory. Remove their ability to feel happiness. Paralyze them permanently. It was an instrument of permanent afflictions. Of course, he had a variety of additional weapons he could use to destroy his enemies, an entire armory filled with arcane items harvested from the many worlds he'd visited. But Shiva and Stabby were his favorites. Besides, she was needed elsewhere, she thought, as she teleported away.
((Sorry, BRS's beam was lost in the fray of explosions, I can't have the Anti-God react to that separately.))
The Anti-God turned, as it's magical energy was drained. The creature it thought it had dealt with was not defeated, and instead seemed simply to have awakened truly. A wave of power emanated from this being, reminiscent of many other dark beings. However, far more powerful than it had been before. As a beam of energy was shot at the Anti-God, it's robotically enhanced brain performs rapid scans of it's power, calculating how to stop it. It's answer would be the the mechanical equivelant of 'oh shit'. As such, it rapidly teleported aside, as the Planet-Class beam of power surged through the space he'd just been in. Had that beam hit the planet, it would have had catastrophic consequences. The Anti-God was built to take down Continent-Class beings at best, relying on a high speed and strength and a little magic. It's victory chances against this new opponent were slim, and retreat seemed to be the most useful tactic.
However, the Anti-God wasn't the only one watching.
Mr. Fluffy grinned with it's many mouth, thousands of eyes twisting to watch the screens projecting Necrox. Capable of far more advanced scanning procedures, Fluffy had detected a core of magic far more powerful even than Planet-Class, a being to match a Universal God, such as Bob. Potentially, this creature could surpass even them, moving up to the level of Interdimensional Threat, together with Hope and the Lord of Nightmares, Galaxy-Class beings, billions of times more powerful than a Universal God, most of which are merely Star-Class. A perfect target.
As the Anti-God is teleported away, hundreds of massive generators appear, crashing down from the sky. The size of multiple houses, each generator emits a massive hum, like a nuclear reactor in full motion. Screams fill the air, as one can see dozens of screaming, skinless humanoids strapped to the generators, chained in place, kept alive only by Mia's dark magics. Toys, discarded to the Generators, screaming in mindless pain, long having been driven beyond hope, beyond reason, beyond respite. Creatures who relived their tortures mentally every second of their pathetic life, their pain chanelled into energy by the very machines that kept them alve. Wails of agony, a sight unmatched outside of the confines of Hell itself, those who had survived the torture, and not been made into Assistants.
A large, hovering ship floats above the scene, hundreds of tiny lasers carving runes into the ground, as the generators start distributing this power, the harvested strength of thousands of human souls, their pain turned into power. A massive net is set up, focused onto Necrox, as he feels his power draining away, as harsh laughter tears through the air, Mia walking through a portal, her eyes filled with glee at seeing her creation set to work. Five more Anti-Gods appear, each a unique creation, built from the bodies of beings that had failed to defeat Stein and Mia. Already, she could see just how beautiful the Assistant built from Necrox would be, a monster unique among her army, greater even than the Anti-Gods, a lord to rule beside her, her favorite toy forever.
"I'll make you so PRETTY!" Mia giggles, not even paying attention to the others who are gathered in the area, as she rushed over to Necrox, heedless of safety. Necrox's dark energy was drained away by the massive generators, and before he could get used to this sudden drop of power, she grabbed his head, pulling him down for a quick kiss, before headbutting him backwards. Her smile was devoid of mercy, her aura as black as Necrox's own, as her mere presence would cause nearby fools to feel in pain, the mistress of torture, unequaled in her ability to inflict pain upon others. "Do you want to play? I want to play with you so much. In pieces, I'll move you around. It doesn't matter if you break, I''ll just put you back together!"
Gaia gestures at the blade. Had he been capable of smiling, he would have. However, like his borther Blade, his physical body had long since been destroyed. "I have served under a madman for over a thousand years. It is moments such as this that keep me sane." He holds up a fingertip to the blade's edge. He had hesitated, but it seemed he would give this man a blade capable of matching his own most powerful attacks. As he touched the blade, a ripple went through it, and it seemed to shrink in in it's core, before disappearing. "Remember the blade's length. It's stil there, but too thin for human eyes to see. It's so thin, it could not be constructed by normal means. It cannot be broken, and it's weight is that of a feather. However, it is so sharp, that it could cut through sheets of armored steel as if it were butter. I believe they have dragons where you come from. This blade could slice through dragon scales as if they were nto even there." Gaia smiles, as he stands up, leaving Alexander with the monomolecular blade. He knew the warrior would make good use of it, and it would allow him to match the many dangers that stalked these woods. "I hope to see you again one day, friend. Use the sword wisely, and never stray from your ideals, your code. Live your life how you wish to live it, and never anything else." With this last piece of advise, Gaia walks away, seemingly sinking into the ground as he walked.
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arowne97 said
Hm.....Alrighty. They would have to find him though. He's near where the fight against the anti-god is going on.
Hmm.... well, Gaia is currently with Alexander, but I'll have Rift drop by.
Gaia chuckles as Alexander explains himself. "To make use of an enemy's weakness is not cowardice. When the enemy's guard is low, that is when you strike. It is the mark of a skilled warrior, who fights with his mind as well as his arm." Gaia holds out his arm, and the Earth trembled, as dirt and rocks spin away, a hold opening beneath his hand. "Had you killed my brother, I would have been forced to avenge him. However, as it stands, I can admire your skill without the need for bloodshed." The hole beneath fills with sand, drawn from all over the area, rocks quickly degenerating themselves into sand. As you watch, the sand starts glowing, still turning and twisting. "Your sword is broken. As such, allow me to grant you a true weapon." The glowing sand cools into glas, but still flows like sand, taking on the form of a blade, long and sharp, formed from glass with what seems like small lines of metal through it. The handle is formed from smooth pine wood.
Gaia's face, as always, is impossible to see through his heavy armor, but his movements and tone give a feeling of reverance. "While glass mght be fragile, when harnessed properly, it can form great weapons. This blade is one that cannot be formed by mortal hands. Glass, filled with tunnels of air the size of molecules that divide the impact of shock. It is as hard as glass, and sharper than any weapon of metal could possibly become, and yet it has none of glass's brittleness, being capable of absorbing far more hits than a blade of metal. Lastly, it has the weight of a wooden weapon, allowing you to swing it with incredible speed and flexibility. It is the greatest nonmagical weapon ever granted to man, capable of cutting through steel like butter. Name the blade whatever you wish, but treasure it greatly."
Stein nods, as the demon speaks up. It seemed he would need to demonstrate what it meant to be hurt, truly, to this little pipsqueak. Once more, Hiei is bound, as Stein looks down at him, his glasses reflective, his smile filled with odd glee. "Then die." In a flash, Mia took Shiva, slashing it through his neck. A wound that would never heal, unless blessed by a being of pure good, a being that felt no hate, no anger, no regret, no fear. Such beings were hard to find, thought Stein, as white lightning covered him, and Hiei's very soul was was struck, an explosion of power that ripped through him, blood exploding from every possible orfice, hemorhaging from his skin, as his focused powers blew out Hiei's eyes. There was no physcal defense against his soular strikes, and no hopes of survival for his victims. Mind, body, and soul, are connected, and by striking down the one, the others may fall. The mind is guarded, the body protected, but many forget the soul is most important of all, the power of life itself.
Assistants teleported in, their horrible green leering lenses seemingly filled with joy, knowing that they had found a new brother. Hiei was held up, the bindings gone, both mind and body weakened too greatly to move, as Mia laughingly moved over to him. Her hands were on his chest, her features distorted through a haze of pain and mental trauma, severe damage having been done to Hiei's brain. She licks his neck, slowly, as he was dragged away, and she followed, giggling under her breath at the new toy that had been given to her by daddy. Already, small tendrils of Black Blood slipped out from under her sharp fingernails, testing his skin, amking tiny little cuts he wouldn't be able to feel, not at the moment. She would reduce him to nothing, and make him watch, as she did the same to all he cared about.
Stein looks over to those that remained with an odd sense of detachment. A feeling that he had done this a billion times before. He was a man that had seen empires fall by his hands, and Gods suffer. He was a man that had walked world after world, bringing with him madness and destruction, suffering and pain, physical and mental. Truly, the role of the grim reaper was a fitting one, for Stein was a bringer of death by nature, and his aura emanated pure fear and agony. Slowly, he takes out a cigarette, and lights it, a small cloud of smoke traveling upwards from his mouth. "Are there any more..... complaints?"
((Don't stop the music))
The Anti-God felt the suffering of it's mother's victim. It was forged from the pieces of those that had fallen to him, a cache of trophies, turned into a beast of war. Twisted memories of happiness filled it's mind, reminders of a world before agony, before the God-Killer had come. Memories that it seeked, grabbing at them, desperately clinging on to the illusion of temporary peace, and yet forever unable to find it. It let out a screech, fueled by fear and hate, It dashed forward, it's left eye already glowing, as it grabbed a hold of Vita's shoulder as it moved at supersonic speeds. Point blank, a blast of red energy hit her, blasting her into the ground, unrelenting, a manifestation of the agony that was a constant to the Anti-God.
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Gaia's face, as always, is impossible to see through his heavy armor, but his movements and tone give a feeling of reverance. "While glass mght be fragile, when harnessed properly, it can form great weapons. This blade is one that cannot be formed by mortal hands. Glass, filled with tunnels of air the size of molecules that divide the impact of shock. It is as hard as glass, and sharper than any weapon of metal could possibly become, and yet it has none of glass's brittleness, being capable of absorbing far more hits than a blade of metal. Lastly, it has the weight of a wooden weapon, allowing you to swing it with incredible speed and flexibility. It is the greatest nonmagical weapon ever granted to man, capable of cutting through steel like butter. Name the blade whatever you wish, but treasure it greatly."
Stein nods, as the demon speaks up. It seemed he would need to demonstrate what it meant to be hurt, truly, to this little pipsqueak. Once more, Hiei is bound, as Stein looks down at him, his glasses reflective, his smile filled with odd glee. "Then die." In a flash, Mia took Shiva, slashing it through his neck. A wound that would never heal, unless blessed by a being of pure good, a being that felt no hate, no anger, no regret, no fear. Such beings were hard to find, thought Stein, as white lightning covered him, and Hiei's very soul was was struck, an explosion of power that ripped through him, blood exploding from every possible orfice, hemorhaging from his skin, as his focused powers blew out Hiei's eyes. There was no physcal defense against his soular strikes, and no hopes of survival for his victims. Mind, body, and soul, are connected, and by striking down the one, the others may fall. The mind is guarded, the body protected, but many forget the soul is most important of all, the power of life itself.
Assistants teleported in, their horrible green leering lenses seemingly filled with joy, knowing that they had found a new brother. Hiei was held up, the bindings gone, both mind and body weakened too greatly to move, as Mia laughingly moved over to him. Her hands were on his chest, her features distorted through a haze of pain and mental trauma, severe damage having been done to Hiei's brain. She licks his neck, slowly, as he was dragged away, and she followed, giggling under her breath at the new toy that had been given to her by daddy. Already, small tendrils of Black Blood slipped out from under her sharp fingernails, testing his skin, amking tiny little cuts he wouldn't be able to feel, not at the moment. She would reduce him to nothing, and make him watch, as she did the same to all he cared about.
Stein looks over to those that remained with an odd sense of detachment. A feeling that he had done this a billion times before. He was a man that had seen empires fall by his hands, and Gods suffer. He was a man that had walked world after world, bringing with him madness and destruction, suffering and pain, physical and mental. Truly, the role of the grim reaper was a fitting one, for Stein was a bringer of death by nature, and his aura emanated pure fear and agony. Slowly, he takes out a cigarette, and lights it, a small cloud of smoke traveling upwards from his mouth. "Are there any more..... complaints?"
((Don't stop the music))
The Anti-God felt the suffering of it's mother's victim. It was forged from the pieces of those that had fallen to him, a cache of trophies, turned into a beast of war. Twisted memories of happiness filled it's mind, reminders of a world before agony, before the God-Killer had come. Memories that it seeked, grabbing at them, desperately clinging on to the illusion of temporary peace, and yet forever unable to find it. It let out a screech, fueled by fear and hate, It dashed forward, it's left eye already glowing, as it grabbed a hold of Vita's shoulder as it moved at supersonic speeds. Point blank, a blast of red energy hit her, blasting her into the ground, unrelenting, a manifestation of the agony that was a constant to the Anti-God.
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supertinyking said
"Yes sir we were created by a device. It is called the clone assembly node, or C.A.N for short." One says. The others follow him, looking a bit worried.
"Excellent." Grug walks out towards the clearing where the CAN is stationed, rubbing two of his arms together. The rest, as always, are elegantly folded behind his back, giving him a hunchbacked appearance. He immediately opens a large section of it, and starts reconnecting wires seemingly at random.
The Anti-God shoots backwards like a rocket as the hammer impacts it's face, smashing through the treeline and into a massive crater. Had it been made of less sturdy stuff, it would no doubt have been ripped to pieces, however, a God was not so easily killed. The monstrosity floats into the air, righting itself, before once more assessing it's opponent. Quite obviously this new opponent was far more dangerous than the previous two, and as such, it would use more force. The Anti-God was still confident in taking down this opponent, as it had never failed to kill an enemy before.
However, before it launched a counter offensive, it sensed another opponent behind it. As the scythe strikes the Anti-God, it turns transparent, the scythe phasing through it, as it moves aside. Once the scythe is no longer in contact with it, it returns to it's normal appearance, it's red eye glowing as for an instant, it's bathed in a bright red light, hundreds of sigils glowing all over it's flesh. It's speed and strenght, in that moment, rise to unprecedented levels, as it's right arm smashes down at Mach 7, sending Necrox into the ground as a massive crater is formed, an explosion arising from the point of impact.
Once the dust settles, the sigils have disappeared from the Anti-God, it's momentary spell passed. It was a powerful enchantment, however, the opponent in question had been dangerous enough to warrant it. It had sensed incredible power from this creature, and as such taken steps to finish it off before it could perform any action that might threaten the main objective. It looks over to the remaining enemies, it's left eye glowing softly, as it walked towards them, preparing once more for an assault. Soon, it would once more bathe in the blood of it's enemies, and the mistress would be pleased.
Stein looked over at the young Fire Demon who so brashly proposed to take on this mission on his own. While Stein could clearly see the boy was quite powerful, at least a Planet-Class, he was quite sure Kaika was immortal. The destruction of the soul is reliably the best way to kill something, wiping out even most 'immortal' beings. However, Kaika's soul was being preserved by something powerful, quite probably a Primal Force, and this boy did not seem to have any powers to rival that of a universal constant, not by far. Perhaps Hope could kill the girl, but Stein would not wish to deal with the child, who had already seen his face. It's hard to deceive a being that can read your thoughts constantly, and risky, too. His only real hope was to separate the soul from the power holding it here, a power Heaven's Cutter might possess. "Do not be brash, demon. This woman cannot be killed by any means. I stopped her heart, destroyed her brain, and even reaped her soul directly, however, nothing will kill her permanently. Heaven's Cutter might be the only way to stop her."
However, before it launched a counter offensive, it sensed another opponent behind it. As the scythe strikes the Anti-God, it turns transparent, the scythe phasing through it, as it moves aside. Once the scythe is no longer in contact with it, it returns to it's normal appearance, it's red eye glowing as for an instant, it's bathed in a bright red light, hundreds of sigils glowing all over it's flesh. It's speed and strenght, in that moment, rise to unprecedented levels, as it's right arm smashes down at Mach 7, sending Necrox into the ground as a massive crater is formed, an explosion arising from the point of impact.
Once the dust settles, the sigils have disappeared from the Anti-God, it's momentary spell passed. It was a powerful enchantment, however, the opponent in question had been dangerous enough to warrant it. It had sensed incredible power from this creature, and as such taken steps to finish it off before it could perform any action that might threaten the main objective. It looks over to the remaining enemies, it's left eye glowing softly, as it walked towards them, preparing once more for an assault. Soon, it would once more bathe in the blood of it's enemies, and the mistress would be pleased.
Stein looked over at the young Fire Demon who so brashly proposed to take on this mission on his own. While Stein could clearly see the boy was quite powerful, at least a Planet-Class, he was quite sure Kaika was immortal. The destruction of the soul is reliably the best way to kill something, wiping out even most 'immortal' beings. However, Kaika's soul was being preserved by something powerful, quite probably a Primal Force, and this boy did not seem to have any powers to rival that of a universal constant, not by far. Perhaps Hope could kill the girl, but Stein would not wish to deal with the child, who had already seen his face. It's hard to deceive a being that can read your thoughts constantly, and risky, too. His only real hope was to separate the soul from the power holding it here, a power Heaven's Cutter might possess. "Do not be brash, demon. This woman cannot be killed by any means. I stopped her heart, destroyed her brain, and even reaped her soul directly, however, nothing will kill her permanently. Heaven's Cutter might be the only way to stop her."
The creature chuckles, before screeching as Enki stabs it in the foot. It growls a low, hissing growl at Enki. For a moment it seems to concentrate. However, unlike with the others, it doesn't transform, as it's eyes narrow. "We'll meet again, Sumer God. For now....." The creature stands up straight, and smiles. "I will leave you with the knowledge that Daddy will use each of you for his experiments. Like I said, I was a worm, in a fat man's innards. And my brothers, even now, are hiding in yours." The creature lets out a cackle, before disappearing, using Teleporto's power as if it were his own.
The creature emits a short laugh, obviously completely at ease. Then it turns into the Hollow Man once more. However, this time, his skin becomes a solid white, slightly see through material, giving an eeirie view of the muscles working beneath the skin. He had turned his skin to diamond, without the need to eat it. "Did I not tell you? You can't hold me. If I did not wish to be here, I wouldn't. Because I can do anything you can, but better." The creature then slowly turns to Heath, smiling, as it turned into him, putting a new record on faces per minute. "How interesting. You don't like your daddy. Of course, your daddy was a frail, miserable thing, hitting his children because mommy left him. Such a sad little past." The creature chuckles, before holding out it's arm to the side.
"Who I am? I don't have a name yet. I suppose you can call me Enemy, as that is what I am to you. What I am? Another question not easily answered. I suppose you could say I am a parasite, or at least I started that way. I'm not the same as Daddy, or any of my brothers." The creature grins, before appearing next to Alexel, the gun now in the hand it had already stretched out. "Where I came from? I already told you. The digestive tracts of a fat man. And when I was big enough, I ate him from the inside."
"Who I am? I don't have a name yet. I suppose you can call me Enemy, as that is what I am to you. What I am? Another question not easily answered. I suppose you could say I am a parasite, or at least I started that way. I'm not the same as Daddy, or any of my brothers." The creature grins, before appearing next to Alexel, the gun now in the hand it had already stretched out. "Where I came from? I already told you. The digestive tracts of a fat man. And when I was big enough, I ate him from the inside."
Kami looks at the robot, and smiles, as she learns she has another helper. While she had lost the majority of her forces when she was forced into this body, she now had not only Wiper, but a loyal robotic assistant. Of course, Kami was not a creature of trust by nature, and she had no doubt this could be a trick, but for the moment it ws all she had. She couldn't afford not to trust him, at least to some extent. "Your help is highly appreciated. However, as a matter of security, Wiper will accompany you at all times, in order to dismantle you if necessary. If you really are from the future, you know what Wiper is capable of."
Ah, sorry, I'll make a post for that as well.
Grugg turns, smiling a crooked smile with his crooked, yellow teeth. "The worth of a sample is it's use, is it not? And it has many, many uses, yes. No, Grug will not give you a genetic sample. Grugg's genes are quite important, and rare. Grugg is almost the last of it's kind." Grugg imparts this knowledge with the air of a teacher speaking to children, as if it were far older and wiser than it actually would appear it was, and then walks off once more, in the direction of the CAN. "However, you were created by a machine, and that is quite interesting to Grugg."
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