Quandaries into magic and reiatsu, DE Adventure

[Ludwig Verrlicht]

Name: Quandaries into magic and reiatsu

Participants: Kyomei

Location: A solitary keep nestled away within a mouontain range

Difficulty Level: Hard

Setting: DE

Plotline:

An experiment gone wrong, an unwilling surprise guest, and an insane dragon come together and what do you get? You get the basis for this adventure. Seath having long since lost his sanity and sense of self has devoted himself to unwravelling the mysteries of the universe, the soul, and more importantly crystal magic. Some of these he's farther in than others and recently he'd begun to realize there was a connection in magical frequencies given off by certain crystals and potentially other worlds. Thus without delay Seath, our resident draconic duke, set about to determine just what this information meant and what all he could do with it.

Insert Kyomei, resident captain and arguably best "magic" user in the Soul Society. With Seath having found a crystal that resonates with the world of the Soul Society latent reiatsu a temporary portal between worlds. Sadly having never actually achieved anything like this the portal isn't nearly as stable as Seath intended and it was nowhere near in a secluded space. Instead it generated from the Kuchiki manor and promptly lashed out, dragging all nearby individuals into a violent ride to another realm.

To make matters worse Kyomei happens to be one of those unfortunate individuals that gets roped into dimension hopping. And because of his unnaturally high reserves of reiatsu and potent quality of his reiatsu the already unstable portal implodes on itself. Flinging the members to Soul King knows where and shutting the portals entrances on both ends. But not before flinging Kyomei out like a rag doll at Seath's entrance. Seath in the meantime having seen the portal implode deems the experiment a failure and goes about his business unaware of his new and very trapped guest.



Estimated Enemy Strength:

Average enemies:

Class 3 - Class 1, rank 2


Mini bosses:

Class 2 - 1, rank 3


Boss:

Class 1, rank 4


Estimated Time Until Completion:

6 pages minimum, likely 8, could be more.


Starts:

Adventure begins upon Kyomei's initial response post


Special Conditions:

1. Step Techniques are limited to twice a post regardless of class. In addition Step techniques only travel 5 feet maximum.

2. Kyomei can bring in any items he currently owns.

3. Kyomei has 2 additional lives. Thus only Kyomei's third death is permenant. And on that note if Kyomei does die his soul is condemned to this universe. His fate to be determined by the powers that be.

4. Upon death, or reaching a checkpoint, Kyomei regains all reiatsu, stamina, and physical health. Status effects that are detrimental cease. Techniques/abilities with cooldowns are reset.

5. There will be an item shop with items theme'd by the vendor from the game as well as Dark Souls items. These can be purchased by spending Souls, in game currency. Brief Descriptions will be given upon talking with the vendor. In addition to the vendor certain items will be hidden away througout the level. Descriptions for these items will be given upon aquiring them.

6. When the thread is started, determined by Kyomei's initial response post, there is a deadline of 2 weeks maximum between posts. Exceptions apply for special circumstances.

7. Air ground doesn't exist naturally. Techniques that create objects in the air are usable however.

8. This area has a gimmick. Due to Seath constantly experiementing with magic, crystals, and souls many of the enemies throughout this adventure have resistances to certain elements. However all enemies have a noteworthy resistance to magic (reiatsu based abilities) and as such reduce the OS of such techniques/abilities/items/etc by 25%. Specific elemental reistances can add up to an additional 25% depending on the enemy and depending on the element of said reiatsu based ability. 

On the flip side enemies also tend to have a weakness to one element or another. Usually cancelling out the magic resistance or even making attacks regardless of origin far more effective against the enemy. I.E. +25% stat boost to OS.

[Ludwig Verrlicht]

The day started like any other day. Seath had gotten several of his minions to bring him the supplies he needed for his particular experiment today. Crystals, attunning rods, books regarded as masterworks from sevearl other great sorcerors of the age and most importantly a small purified crystal that held some of his most potent sorcery energy. Having long ago realized that crystals amplified one's magical potential it was no surprise that Seath continued to study the curious nature of both his crystals he naturally formed and the crystals formed around the world. The secrets they held only continued to glimmer curious secrets he did not yet fully comprehend. And regardless of how far gone his sanity was he still seeked ever greater knowledge. Immortality was wasted if there was no greater task to accomplish afterall. And his was unlocking the full secrets and potential of this worlds crystals.

Thus the current experiment was yet another facet to his overall mad quest. On accident several months prior he'd had an experiment go horribly wrong. Horribly being that the materials used were utterly destroyed, he'd lost a few minions (useless things as it were), and ultimately had minor damage to his "study". But what it DID show that had Seath fascinated and damn near obsessed with was that he'd manufactured a temporary gateway to anor londo. Granted it lasted a fraction of a minute, seconds at best. But it showed him that the crystals had the means to create such. Thus armed with this knowledge he had to know why. Fast forward to the current day and he'd found out that crystals had "frequencies". These frequencies resonated with certain places in the world, and in special cases alternate realities of the same world. However he'd long since found the frequencies of his world and the alternates. Todays experiment was to create a portal to somewhere else.

Preferably somewhere unknown to Seath and anyone of this world. Preferably a portal large enough that he could do far more than simply see into the new world. Thus with notes of his own insane comprehension, the knowledge of famous sages, and his own "perfectly" attuned equipment he was more than prepared to enact his test. With the aid of his servants he had them place the attuning rods over the circle he'd carved out. Ensured the propery glyphs were laced in crystals and the bones of failed experiments that had high magical concentrations. Better to be safe than sorry about having a lack of magical power afterall. From there he referenced the books ensuring his adjusted sigils were correct and that the rods placement was as perfect as could be achieved from his inept minions. This was mostly due to 90% of them losing thier own sanity and sentience ages past. Good help was hard to get afterall. Intelligent help even more so, thus they would have to do. As they always did.

The last piece was Seath's purified and amplified crystal. One he'd used his own power to create and one that had the combined energy of his own magic, Logan's magic (now that he was freshly minted a crystal sage and aptly insane, his channelers magic, and of course the various collected energies of his golems and partially crystalized man servants. It was perfect and surprisingly all of this energy was in harmony and stable. A feat that had required several servants due to it's . . . volatile nature upon creation. But now it was perfect alas it was a mere shard and thus was no more useful in combat than a broken weapon. But as a ritual tool it was invaluable. With as much care and concern as could be given to the small shard, Seath himself placed it in the center of his test site. Even going so far as to gently, very gently, poke it with a singlular claw tip of his to ensure it's direction was perfectly balanced between the two northmost attuning rods.

A quick nod and a satisfied hum, and the site was ready. He quickly shoo'd out his servants wanting utter silence and only his presence alone. When this was done he began to inscribe sigils in the air using his own magic to fuel them. The crystals on his body grew bright in color and variety as his wings did. The entirety of the cool color spectrum. This was mimic'd by the crystals in his study as well as eventually the attuning rods to a lesser degree. From there the sigils slowly filled up with energy growing brighter and brighter as his silent chants continued. By the time the central shard began to emenate a glow the entire room had filled up with arcane sigils. The walls, crystals, floor, and even Seath's body were covered and layered with so many that the very sigils generated overlapped one another. All this fueled his crystal shard and after several agonizingly silent minutes the crystal rose into the air upwards of 2 feet before brightly shinning and then exploding out with the shards of the main body creating an outline for the energy to follow. From there the remaining energies filled in the spatial rip.

What Seath then saw was something beyond his wildest dreams. Though the area of view changed as though the portal wasn't certain where it was located it displayed a world from another age. Man had conquered the world. Dominated it's structures. Beasts were the lowly shades of their former selves and no more useful than pets or rats in experiments. But the world itself? That was worthwhile. It sang to Seath. The energy of it so drastically different yet with underlying tones that were eerily similar to his soul soceries. And yet the energy to him was so different he couldn't be certain his powers would work. This did not dissuade Seath in the slightest however. If nothing else it made his pride, envy, and curiosity swell to greater lengths. So much so that it when he noticed a particularily strong source of energy within a small capital he immediately imposed his will on the rift and forced it to show him the source.

This was the beginning of his undoing. The rift unstable due to the nature of reiatsu colliding with magical energy of Lordran was slowly but surely building. And like water and oil slowly seperating yet ever imposing upon one another. His will was only adding to this and slowly causing further instability. The rift however complied and slowly homed in on the Kuchiki manor. Seath in the meantime was amazed. The architeture was so vastly different. Eurpoean castles didn't compare to the age old japanese wooden buildings. They seemed so fragile to Seath yet they stood tall and proud with a posture of a regal noble. It was as though he was looking at an infinitely smaller house of his own making. And the more he glanced around the further he able to find that the beings that resided within were stronger than he'd expected. Surely the staff were not worth his effort and time. But the main bodies. The main family members were strong. Strong enough that his run of the mill servants might actually begin to struggle. And then there was Kyomei.

If the servants were embers and the actual members were sparks. Kyomei was an inferno. Perfectly uncontained and immense in it's oppulance. Seath could see how he simply radiated energy from such a dense source he was uncertain how it didn't inherently collapse upon itself. He was confused how it did not harm the world around this individual even. But it didn't. No matter how much it raged. How much it threatened to break the dam that was Kyomei's inherent control. It remained in check. And to Seath it was a gem of unparalleled beauty. It was akin to his Crystal of immortality. Unqiue. Singular. Potent. And yet unclaimed by a worthy individual. Seaths crazed mind couldn't contain its desire. Couldn't stop his body from reacting. Wouldn't stop him from reacting. His entire being screamed for it. Kyomei's soul was a perfect crystal it was a perfect house of constant chaotic energy. It was a source of magical power that was akin to a leyline and he would have it. No one but Seath could have it for no one else could unlock its mysteries and potentials. HE. WOULD. HAVE. IT. Thus Seath immediately shot forth his arm through the rift.

As far as Kyomei was concerned the day was a typical "day off". If he could even be considered to have such. If he were not at his barracks he was at the manor. And regardless of where he was there would always be issues he needed to attend. Political schemes, problems from his subordinates, beuacracy that required his input, possible financial claims, etc. The list could be longer than the thickest dictionary of "responsibilies" he had. And thus he was attending such matters in a formal meeting within the family and it's various noteworthy individuals. They had been in a private room simply conversing about the state of the Kuchiki and squad 6. Addressing issues and concerns some of which were important, some were personal, and others only brought up because of possible ulterior motives. However all this changed when from within the center of the room a rift tore through space itself. Along with it an arm that immediately grabbed a hold of Kyomei himself. No amount of preparation could have prepared him for it and no amount of power or ability he could muster up would save him. He was trapped. But he was not the only victim of Seath's selfish desires.

The rift was growing rapidly unstable the longer Seath allowed his immediate presence to interact with it. And from this ethereal tendrils both of reiatsu and an alternate energy source created on both ends. Seath endured several lashings meanwhile the kuchiki nobles were either grappled up, impaled, torn asunder, or otherwise disposed of. Seath in his mad obsession with Kyomei's soul had already done a number on the Kuchiki leadership. But when he'd begin bringing Kyomei into his stronghold that was when the real problem became known. As mentioned earlier the power struggle between reiatsu and socrcery magic was like oil and water. If Seath was the epitome of Sorcery magic then Kyomei was the epitome of reiatsu. And thus as he was dragged to the portal and eventually in contact with it the portal shattered. The infinitely opposing forces collided. Mixed. Created a new energy. Repulsed. Became polar opposites. And ultimately screamed in utter agony at the ever continuous process until the portal could bare it no further.

For the kuchiki household, it was a simple explosion from deep within. Several rooms, foundation, and even the manor as a whole was forced to endure the equivalent of an ICBM missile. Though the majority stood even after the entirity was damaged to at least some degree and it was akin to a terrorist attack. On Seath's side his study was thrown asunder and his crystals shattered and displaced. His personal space was reinforced to withstand the failure of his experiments but even these wards and enchantments were put to their limits. Tested beyond them. Utterly failed in some areas. This resulted in an explosion that while it didn't level it resulted in the overall destruction of his materials, the shattering of his crystals, and the various magical defenses utterly redcued to nothing. Meanwhile Seath was immensely damaged in the process. Even going so far as to lose his arm that held Kyomei in the process. Though ultimately this would be of little consequence, he was immortal and such trivial damage meant nothing to him. Especially considering his wound had already begun to heal the damage by the time the rift was closed.

Kyomei however and the couple of unfortunate Kuchiki souls that were dragged along for the ride however were far less fortunate. The souls brought with him were torn asunder and reduced to nothing but aimless energy in a world they did not belong in. The space between worlds consuming them utterly and dispersing them to realms yet unknown. Kyomei on the other hand due to his sheer potency of reiatsu and volume of which he held ripped several tears in this space between worlds. Some he went through before subsequently returning to the space. But ultimately a large tear was formed and from it Kyomei would be thrown through and subsequently into a marble wall infused with so many enchantments that it didn't even show cracks from how hard Kyomei was thrown into it. The tear remained for a time but ultimately closed itself with the catalyst that had been Kyomei forcibly removed from it. From there the world grew quiet and in Kyomei's case, black. It would be several hours later that Kyomei would finally manage to come to and realize he was no longer in the Seireitei. He wasn't even in the same realm he was lost in a castle hallway that with so much buzzing latent energy that it was hard to believe he wasn't just his mind recovering from the harrowing experience.

Thankfully he would see no soul. It was simply a hallway with a gate behind him but so reinforced even Kyomei would struggle to scratch it. Let alone open it by force or finesse. His only path was to tread deeper into the hallway when he was ready. Thankfully despite the entire event he was unharmed, aside from a slowly lessening headache from being slammed into a wall head first. But he had no physical injuries surprisingly. No spiritual maladies. He was the same as he had been prior to Seath's interaction. The only difference being his memory of the chaotic events that had transpired what seemed like only moments prior.