...And In Death, we part

[Kitai Yoru]

Thread Title: ...And In Death, we part
Participants: Kitai Yoru, Impossible
World: Human World
Death Setting: Death Enabled
Rating: PG-13
Location: After fleeing Uzaki Enterprise, Kitai took over a mafia base, forcing them to work with him or suffer the consequences. The building is a four story, on the edge of the wilderness in a small town.
Special Conditions: Should Impossible win, he will take everything Kitai has left. His Ryo, and his shop.
Circumstances: Impossible has been waiting for the day Kitai would defect. He knew it was only a matter of time. Kitai is a monster that he cannot allow to remain.

[Kitai Yoru]

"Stupid witches, cursed Heretics, blasted Kazura..." Kitai grumbled to himself, as he toiled away at something. Kitai wasn't doing so well these days. He had moved to Russia after his fight with that monster pretending to be a woman, finally having enough of Japan. He has never thought he was weak, but the things over there... Well, he would rather be the big fish in the small pond, then hang around with things that could kill him. And kill him the could, because he had lost so much in his few years in that place.

His fullbring had been broken. Twice. He had to put up with that idiot Kazura and his stupid rules, plus the filth he harbored. That demon thing, Jake or something, was the first thing that came to mind. How could anyone claiming to be on the side of good keep such creatures as company? He couldn't understand, nor did he want to. Monsters had to die, and he would have done something about it, had that Witch not fought him. That whore and her exploding arrows.

He couldn't risk her finding him again though, she would finish the job if she did. He should count himself lucky he made it out alive, but he was too bitter for that. Rage bubbled just under his skin. He'd show them. He would take over this place and destroy them all. They'd never see it coming. He was grinning an evil grin, thinking of all the ways he'd make them suffer for what they did to him. But first, he needed to finish his replacement limbs. Fighting with only one arm and leg wasn't something he could do.

And if he could make his new limbs, why not make them better? He would improve himself with his inventions, and return to Japan in a few years. He'd return with an army of cyborg Russians, and turn that place into a glass sheet! Oh, but he wouldn't stop there, no no. He'd take over the world, then go after those Witches and Heretics, with the full force of the planet Earth! He couldn't wait to see the looks on their faces once he finally got enough power to do it. He'd have a moonbase and everything! He couldn't help himself, and broke down laughing for a bit.

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{You know what}

[Strength - [400] Points (x2.5 = 1000)
Speed - [300] Points (-50% = 150)
Spiritual Pressure - [400] Points (-50%=200)
Reiatsu Strength - [100] Points (-50%=50)
Instinct - [100] Points
Senses [100] Points (-50%=50)
Energy sensory - [0] Points
Healing Expertise - [0] Points

Light Aura - [0] Points
Dark Aura - [100] Points

Total SP: [1400] Points]

[strength of will] {3}
[Weapons-firearms] {2}
[stealth] {3}
[acting] {3}
[Weapons-swords] {3}
[Crafting/Forging] {2}

[pain Tolerance] {1}

[Impossible]

"Still playing the part of the fool I see." Came the calm voice from the doorway. Leaning on the edge of the door was Impossible. His skin glowed white, with a few patches of red on his visible skin, not that there was a lot of that. He wore a thick blue coat, covered with bits of snow, having recently arrived. His normally white hair had large chunks of it that glowed blue, a clear sign of how hard he was trying to stay calm. He stood with a relaxed posture, but it was stiff. His right hand was in the jacket pocket, but his left hung at his side. Ready to strike if needed.

"Ya know, for a guy that claims to be stealthy, you do a real sh*t job of hiding." Impo told his casually, as if not caring that he might learn from this. "It took me maybe ten minutes to find what country you left for, and maybe half an hour to find your base. Maybe if you didn't crash every vehicle you touched, you could have gotten away. It's a big world after all, and I doubt people give enough of a crap about you to look." He continued, never taking his mismatched eyes off of the threat before him.

He glares. "But I know you Kitai. You won't stop just because of a few missing limbs. I bet it'll just drive you further." He snarled, getting off the wall. "You're a broken man, looking to make the world as broken as you. But what you never understood was that there's good in even the worst people. Your mob buddies, they ratted you out, and we're the only ones left here." He explained. They had only been too happy when he offered to get rid of Kitai. They feared him, because he was beyond them. He toyed with these people like ants.

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{Half of what you need to know}Stats and skills: [Strength - (100-25%) 75 points
Speed - 100
Spiritual Pressure - (200-25%) 150 points
Reiatsu Strength - (750+25%) 937 points
Instinct - (400+50%) 600 points
Senses - 300 points
Energy sensory - 200 points
Healing Expertise - 0 points

Light Aura - 100
Dark Aura - 0 Points

1300 Sp total]

[Lack of Fear] {2}
[Strength of Will] {2}
[Battle Analysis] {2}
[Learning] {2}
[Mental incantation] {2}
[Calm mind] {2}
[Swords] {2}

[Analysis] {1}]

[Kitai Yoru]

Kitai, clearly not expecting anyone to interrupt him, especially when he was laughing, let out a startled yelp, while turning towards the dead man who dared. And who else would dare... but his old student. No, student was absolutely the wrong word, but Kitai held onto it, if only to annoy the Failure. And what a failure he was... He listened to his little speech, letting the dead say what they needed would help him rest, after he crushed him to death in a massive ball of dairy. Kitai grinned at the last bit. "Well, I guess I have a few rats to exterminate after you, don't I?" He said with a dark look on his face.

He needed more time, he couldn't die to this inhuman filth, not before he got his revenge! "Curious though, I've only been gone a few days, and yet you still found arrived here so quickly..." He left the question hanging, hoping to get a few more minutes to think of a way out of this mess. Impo might have been weaker than he was in a few ways, but he held the advantage in others. He had a bigger pool of abilities, while Kitai only had a single, albeit powerful, move. It lasted awhile, but it would drain him. He'd let Impo have the first move.

[Impossible]

He rolled his eyes, before glaring at the man once more. He wasn't here to talk, no matter how much he himself wanted to stall this fight. He wasn't here to brag, no matter how good it would feel to rub this into his smug, stupid face. He was here to finish this. He couldn't let Kitai live, any more than he could a dangerous animal. His flood exploded from his body, covering the room near instantly, as he raised his hand toward the Fullbringer. He decided to try and kill him as fast as possible. No more games from the madman.

He attacked with a cero, the signature attack of the Hollow, something the berserker would know well, considering how many he killed in his life. It would hopefully be the last thing he would feel. He didn't put much merit in that hope, due to how strong Kitai is, something he could not deny, but he couldn't afford to hold back. Pulling his punches would get him killed here, and while that might kill him, might, he didn't want to die, especially not to this wacko, on sheer principle alone. He's tormented him too long for that.

Cero: 100
Total Reiatsu Remaining: 1400/1500

[Kitai Yoru]

Kitai's only remaining eye widened considerably, as the glowing flood encompassed the room. He knew this was coming, and he refused, HE REFUSED TO DIE TO THIS MONSTER! As Impossible fired his cero, because of course he would, he slammed his fist into the beam, dispersing most of it. Sadly, he forgot that this was a beam attack, and more of it plowed into him, throwing him back. Back into the wall, back through the wall, and through the air, into the night sky he went. It didn't kill the monster of a man, but he was covered in more burned than he liked. Which was any.

His shirt was burnt away, his hat was missing, and to top it all off, the explosion had blown off his cross, leaving him without a fullbring. "No..." He needed to leave, needed to get away, try and find his cross, that was the only way he could win. Letting himself fall to the ground, the cripple landed silently. Or tried to anyway. He was still unused to his injuries, he couldn't compensate for his missing limbs yet. He had been working on cybernetic ones, but that wasn't an option anymore.

Why... why now!? Why was this happening to him now!? He felt so empty. Where had Jack gone, the prideful, arrogant fool who refused to be ignored? Where was Jill, and her never ending screeching? Why? Why was he alone again? He didn't want to be alone... Was this karma? Vengeance for everything he's done wrong in the world? Kitai's eyes stung. Was he always meant to be alone? He tried to punch the ground in frustration, but just fell face first onto the snow covered ground. He could feel cold tears from his eyes. He let out a roar of defiance.

[Impossible]

Impo walked to the edge of the hole he had created, watching on as Kitai fell to the Earth, with a dull thud. Kitai was finished, he had nothing left to defend himself with. He slipped the silver cross into his pocket, as he made his way over to the downed human. It was pathetic, really. He couldn't even face the reaper with that manic grin he always wore. Go figure, the crazed smile was just an act. "You're a coward." The failure told him as he got closer. "I always thought you'd be laughing once death came for you. I'm almost surprised you aren't." He told him honestly.

He couldn't stand Kitai, but this... There was nothing more to say. Kitai was something he couldn't understand, not really. He was fake, human only in blood. He wanted to pretend that he was something... less. He wanted to be feared, to be loathed, to be hated, but why? He didn't know, and he was fine without knowing. If he wanted to live the life of a miserable man, then that was his choice. He personally hated being a monster, but fine. "You could have done so much good for the world. But then you jumped into the void, and never returned. Goodbye." His parting words to his former mentor, as he obliterated him with twin Ceros.

Cero x2: 200 Reiatsu
Total reiatsu Remaining: 1300/1500

[Kitai Yoru]

Kitai looked up at the man, whom he had mockingly referred to as his student. He hated him. Hated him so much. Hated him for the fact that he couldn't even give him a last defiant look. That he couldn't manage to get away from the light that was most certainly his death. That he had been made the fool for his entire life. He could have done much for the world, that was true. He was an inventor, and one of the few that was spiritually aware. He could have helped the world in so many different ways. But the world didn't deserve it. None of the people deserved his help. "My only regret, is that I didn't take the world down with me." And with that, the ceros consumed him, and he knew no more.

[Himitsu Kasumi'Oji]

+1750 TP for Impo. I'm not gonna assign any TP for Kitai considering that he's now dead.

That being said, you can't transfer ryo, items, and a shop from one character to another with obvious OOC reasons. I'm gonna veto that. The shop may remain if you want, but Impo can't profit from it.

[Impossible]

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