Arc 2: Canon 15: Vergangenheitsbewältigung [Complete]

[Kento Waffles]

OOC: Naga has decided to leave the remainder of the canon to me for reasons to be specified later. So, I guess it's my post. Which is here. Also, in future to all players. Both Takehiko and Sargon used steps with the intention of attacking senses. BUT, having just met these characters, you wouldn't know to do that. Therefore, to prevent metagaming, in future, please give reasons for why this was used instead of a normal step technique. It's as easy as your character acknowledging that the opponent is powerful and a stronger step is necessary. Just something like that being written into the post legitimizes it. Just for future reference.

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{INTERSTELLAR IS GREAT}

SUDDENLY, IN TWO DIFFERENT AREAS, HIGH SENSORY OPPONENTS ARE ATTACKED WITH POWERFUL VARIANTS OF THE STEP TECHNIQUES! ON ONE HAND, SHUNPO EICHI. ON THE OTHER, SONIDO GRANDE. IN BOTH CASES, WITH TAKEHIKO KUCHIKI, AND SARGON DENUMIC, A MIGHTY FOE STANDS BEFORE THEM, AND THEY ATTACK WITH THEIR UTMOST FEROCITY. THE ATTACKS SEEM AS IF THEY WILL GO THROUGH BECAUSE OF THE HIGH SENSORY BEING SUCH A DETRIMENT, BUT THESE QUINCY ARE TENACIOUS. THEY ARE POWERFUL, AND TO UNDERESTIMATE THEM WOULD BE A GRAVE MISTAKE. ONE OF THESE IS THE EMPEROR OF THE VANDENREICH ITSELF. THE OTHER IS NAMED B, THE BOSS, BAAL. ONE OF THE MOST POWERFUL OF THE EMPEROR'S ARMY. TO UNDERESTIMATE THE VANDENREICH IS FOLLY, INDEED.

No sooner had Sargon begun to move was an arrow fired directly into an exact location that his knee would occupy while on the way to his Quincy aggressor, with such flawless timing as to actually slam directly into his kneecap. But that was the next problem. It hadn't just been one arrow. It had been two. Two arrows, and both of Sargon's kneecaps were suddenly taken out completely, and his Sonido Garra was ended in a bloody whimper. Worst of all, the sound didn't even have the intended effect. It wasn't just because the sound only half completed, and the technique ended prematurely with the destruction of Sargon's kneecaps, bringing him at a collapsing, loss of balance motion near his opponent as he reappeared.

It was that the sound had literally not had an effect. But why? Why had it not had an effect? That didn't matter yet was the thing. The first question should actually be how the aggressor had so accurately attacked Sargon. He had fired with exact timing. He had known where Sargon's knees would be, and had known the exact time to fire the arrows based on their speed and on Sargon's speed to know exactly when they would reach and when Sargon would reach, and when to fire them when Sargon was no longer able to stop himself or even register the attack. Basically, with Sargon in mid step, and the timing flawless, Sargon was not able to register the attack, or defend against it even if he had.

It was practically a guaranteed strike. How had the aggressor done that? Well, least of Sargon's concerns now. Lost knees, okay. Ineffective sound assault. Okay. But, when Sargon appeared, his enemy wasn't even there anymore. The Quincy aggressor, who despite his Soldat reinforcements being near him, fought alone, had already disappeared. He was faster than Sargon was by a huge amount. Sargon, who had used a faster Sonido, was still slower than this Quincy's Hirenkyaku. Whatever Sargon came out of his step technique slashing at would be only an afterimage. But, slashing as he was, he was wide open. The Quincy General was quick to fire another arrow. No, more accurately, he had fired an arrow while in mid step technique, and it had been timed like the others, and poised to strike.

It struck Sargon's hand as Sargon slashed, but only because Sargon's hand moved into the way of the arrow, so deep in mid slash that it was too late to stop itself. His hand would be blown off, and his sword taken away from him. The arrow, however, continued still, and struck the other hand too, removing that. How could that have been angled so perfectly? It shouldn't even be possible, without having known in advance that Sargon was going to slash like that. Spinning around, Sargon would at last find the damage, and realize for himself his kneecaps had been taken and his hands as well, and his sword was lost, and his Bala and the reiatsu behind it dissipated.

It all happened so quickly that not until the end of his attacks would Sargon realize he had missed completely, and been damaged. And, as he turned around, he would find his enemy fifteen yards away, standing there calmly with a bow in his hands, observing. The enemy had gotten that far away in that quick an amount of time. It was as had been prophesized. Sargon was no match for the Quincy aggressor. In one on one combat, it was impossible to defeat this man as he was now. The difference in their power was that much. Sargon, of course, could heal his lost hands and kneecaps just by releasing. Arrancar releases could do that. And, by releasing, he could attack with more ferocity. But, the Quincy had proven superiority. Was it worth it, or should Sargon just escape?

"Your past triumphs have made you arrogant, and blinded your instincts. You've grown hasty, and prideful, Tercera Espada, since your first real encounter with a Quincy all those years ago. Victory has defeated you." The Quincy aggressor spoke as light flew from all around and settled on a watch he wore on one hand, and a metal collar around his neck. Sargon was being mocked by his opponent. Wait. But the Quincy aggressor had just made a comment about an actual memory in Sargon's history. How did he know...? Had he been there? Had he seen it? Had he been a friend of that Quincy? Or, maybe, he could sense it. Some individuals, though very, very rare, to the point where it was probably impossible to encounter one, had such ability to sense reiatsu, that they could detect an individual's powers, history, and even present thoughts. If the Quincy aggressor could detect all of these...then maybe...that was how he had done it.

AND IN TRUTH, THAT WAS HOW B, THE BOSS, BAAL MANAGED IT. WITH HIS UNHEARD OF ENERGY SENSORY, HE WAS ABLE TO KNOW WELL IN ADVANCE EVEN SARGON'S INSTINCTIVE ATTACKING PATTERN. WITH THAT INFORMATION, AND AN UNPARALLELED STRATEGIC COMBAT ABILITY AND DEAD SHOT EYE, BAAL USED HIS BOW'S POWERS TO DESTROY SARGON'S KNEECAPS, MOVE, AND DESTROY SARGON'S HANDS AS WELL AS DISARM HIM. IN THE BLINK OF AN EYE, IT ALL UNFOLDED, AND SARGON WAS LEFT IN DIRE CONDITION. IMAGINE, THAT BEING OF PRIDE, AT SUCH A HUGE DISADVANTAGE FOR WHAT WAS TRULY THE FIRST TIME. AN OPPONENT BEYOND EVEN A HIGH TIER ESPADA, WHO COULD TOY WITH HIM LIKE THIS. JUST WHO ARE THESE QUINCY OF THE VANDENREICH?

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{Techniques employed by B, The Boss, Baal}

1. Sensory Relay - As long as the user possesses at least 1000 energy sensory, they are capable of detecting sensory output coming for their physical body early on, and activating this technique for 50 reiatsu. A class 6 technique, this ability takes sensory input that the user experiences, and disperses and reduces its potency, making it simpler, weaker, and easier as well as faster to process. In other words, it is a counter to enemy attacks on sensory stats. Because it requires one to be extremely good with reiatsu manipulation, it is usable only by Quincy. This was used by Baal to deal with the effects of Sonido Grande.

2. Hirenkyaku - The basic Quincy step technique for 50 reiatsu. Because Baal's speed is 500, his step speed is 5000, faster even than Sargon's 4500 with Sonido Grande. This allowed him to dodge the shockwaves of Sonido Grande, and to maneuver around Sargon with incredible speed.

3. Blut Vene - The defensive portion of the Quincy Blut technique. Class 3, and 300 reiatsu per post, this makes it so inferior reiatsu strength of even 1 is incapable of damaging the user. This is by all means superior to Hierro in most ways.

4. Reiatsu absorption - A passive ability of the Quincy race, Baal, as a class 0 Vandenreich, is capable of drawing in reiatsu twice per post (800 each time) into his Quincy cross (a watch on his wrist), and his spirit fragment (a collar around his neck) once for 300. This means that this post, he absorbed 1100 new reiatsu. As with all Quincy, he can use this to exceed the possible maximum.

5. Bow release level 1 - Baal is using his bow release level 1, 100 reiatsu per post, which presently takes the form of a glowing crossbow of spiritual energy. However, arrows simply materialize and fire at will, rather than requiring any kind of trigger. The properties of his arrows are "Point" and "Overwhelming." The first is his firing ability, which dictates that his arrows will automatically gravitate toward an enemy's weak points when fired at them, and will do so with alarming accuracy. In other words, it hunts down certain areas. The order is knee joints, hands, elbow joints, eyes, heart and/or throat. In other words, Baal, though he attacked with dead-eye precision, also attacked with an ability that was meant to strike Sargon's knees and destroy them. Meanwhile, the other property, overwhelming, causes the mass of the arrows to increase if they lodge in the enemy, and suddenly become so dense in mass as to drop and anchor any enemy with strength inferior to Baal's reiatsu strength to one spot, unless the arrow is removed. He fired two class 1 arrows, 70 reiatsu a piece.

Skills listed below.

Battle Analysis [4]
Focused Eye [4]
War Strategy [3]
Analysis [3]
War Strategy [3]
Pain Tolerance [2]

Baal's Remaining Reiatsu: 2340/1880
Active: Bow Release Level 1

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MEANWHILE. A FIERCE BATTLE. ROSE, CAPTAIN OF SQUAD 4, HAS LEFT TO SEEK OUT AND SUPPORT AZUMI. TAKEHIKO KUCHIKI, HOWEVER, HAS DECIDED TO STAND AND FIGHT AGAINST THE EMPEROR IN A ONE ON ONE. IN A DARING SHOW OF FAITH, HIS PLAN IS TO UTILIZE SAIGO NO HOUMEN THROUGH HIS RELEASE'S ABILITY, OVERLOAD, AND TO DO SO IN CONJUNCTION WITH THE KUCHIKI MELEE HANA. THIS ALLOWS HIM TO ACHIEVE SUCH POWERFUL PHYSICAL STATS AS TO BE ABLE TO OVERWHELM EVEN THE EMPEROR OF THE VANDENREICH'S ABILITIES. HOWEVER, THE EMPEROR HAS BEEN AROUND LONGER THAN TAKEHIKO KNOWS, AND IS NOT TO BE SO UNDERESTIMATED. DEFEATING THIS ENEMY IN ONE SHOT IS MORE THAN LIKELY IMPOSSIBLE, AND REQUIRES A FULL ON BATTLE.

Rose, at that time, would be reaching Azumi, who was in the middle of her battle with all of the Quincy. Azumi was not wounded, but there were a great deal of Quincy. However, then Rose would sense Takehiko's surge of power, and realize that Takehiko had stayed behind, and intended to fight. Now she had yet another choice. She had not yet joined the fray. She could go and help Azumi, or go and see what Takehiko was doing. The choice was Rose's, and what she did after she made her choice was also hers. Azumi was beginning to be overwhelmed by numbers, however, and needed help. But, Takehiko, fighting the Emperor alone, might be in an even bigger dilemma.

Meanwhile, Takehiko's intention, of having the Emperor's bones shatter, senses obliterated, and existence erased wasn't the worst idea. After all, if one was going to attack the Emperor, one should go all out. Yeah, that made perfect sense. If Takehiko was planning on fighting, he was right to use Saigo No Houmen and trying to get it done as a surprise. Unfortunately, it was a little bit premature. He had gone in not knowing the Emperor's abilities. The Emperor was not an individual who could be overwhelmed by stat values. Takehiko was successful in forming his mask, but in no other endeavors. Before he even knew it, and before his blade was even fully raised, his entire arm was gone.

Takehiko's arm had been removed in a blinding flash of light. It was so instantaneous, and timed with such absolute precision, that there was no way it could have been foreseen, what with Takehiko also focusing on all of his preparations. In an instant, the entire arm was removed and turned to ash, and done so quickly, that Takehiko would even finish his move and his attack before he realized what had happened. Appearing, with an arm missing, and a wound bleeding profusely, Takehiko was not, in fact, in his Saigo No Houmen form. The Emperor had disarmed him and negated its activation. He had negated the very activation of Takehiko's release by not only shooting off Takehiko's arm, but reducing the sword to ashes with a single arrow.

Takehiko would appear, mask on, using twin Shunpo Eichi, but the sensory output of the Emperor was unaffected. The Emperor of the Vandenreich had even erected defenses. Huge, powerful defenses. They were in the form of Danku. Bakudo #81: Danku. Four of them, erected all around the Emperor, formed a box that guarded against the Shunpo Eichi blasts, AND the punch, all of which failed completely as a result. The Emperor had an incredible attack and defense power. Even with Takehiko's might, he couldn't penetrate the Emperor's incredible defenses. The Emperor of the Vandenreich. An individual of such incredible power, that even the Captain Commander had been brought down.

BUT, WHAT EXACTLY HAPPENED? THE EMPEROR, WITH HIS SENSORY AND ENERGY SENSORY, KNEW IT ALL IN ADVANCE. LIKE BAAL, WHO CAN FORECAST THE ENEMY'S THOUGHTS, SO TOO CAN THE EMPEROR OF THE VANDENREICH, WITH ALARMING ACCURACY. HE CAN HEAR ONE'S MUSCLES MOVING AND DETECT EXACTLY HOW THEY WILL MOVE. HE CAN SENSE WITH ENERGY SENSORY EXACTLY WHICH TECHNIQUES THEY WILL USE, AND HE ALREADY KNOWS ALL OF THEIR POWERS. WITH HIS SENSES, HE IS SO ACUTE AS TO BE ABLE TO HEAR AND SMELL THE SYNAPSES OF THE BRAIN, AND TRANSLATE THOSE ELECTRIC SIGNALS WITH ALARMING ACCURACY INTO EXACT THOUGHTS. EVEN WHILE TAKEHIKO WAS THINKING OF ALL THAT LED TO NOW, AND WAS FORMULATING HIS ATTACK, THE EMPEROR ALREADY KNEW IT ALL.

THE INSTANT THAT TAKEHIKO BROUGHT UP HIS MASK, THE EMPEROR COULD HAVE SHATTERED IT AND ENDED THE FIGHT. BUT, HE CHOSE NOT TO DO SUCH A THING! INSTEAD, TAKEHIKO WAS ALLOWED HIS ATTACK, BUT AT THE COST OF HIS ARM, AND WITH THE FAILURE OF HIS ATTACK AT THE HANDS OF THE EMPEROR'S POWER. USING HIS SENSORY ABILITIES, THE EMPEROR WAS ABLE TO DEFEAT TAKEHIKO AND YET SPARE HIM THE SAIGO NO HOUMEN DRAWBACK. THIS FIGHT ISN'T OVER, AS TAKEHIKO CAN STILL FIGHT, BUT NOW HE IS BADLY WOUNDED AND BLEEDING OUT. WITHOUT THE ASSISTANCE OF ROSE, HE WILL SURELY DIE! AND STILL, SOMETHING EVEN MORE TROUBLING IS ON THE HORIZON. FIRST, HOWEVER, NEW ENEMIES APPEAR!

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However, Takehiko was not unrewarded. Though Danku blocked, the Emperor's throne had still been destroyed. Perhaps Danku had not timed perfectly. The throne, except for the base upon which the Emperor sat, was destroyed. The Emperor himself, though appearing unharmed, could now be looked at as a very old looking figure in white robes, which were now tattered. However, face was still not revealed. One droplet of blood was on the ground at his feet, but whether or not it was Takehiko's or the Emperor's was not clear. As Danku faded, Takehiko would suddenly find himself fifty yards away from the Emperor, and with two people on either side of him. Okay, not to be lazy on description, but they literally looked like Phoenix Wright and his counterpart. Literally. One had on the blue suit and the hair. The other had on the weird magenta suit and looked like a cocky fuck. But, somehow, something about them was just... appealing. They just looked extremely attractive. Why? Fuck, no one knows why. They just did. They looked very attractive. And, they could speak too. "OBJECTION!" the Phoenix Wright guy said. "As P, The Perfect, Pietro, I object to your assault of Der Kaiser...."

The Emperor looked down at Takehiko without leaving his throne, and spoke. "I foresaw your desire to use Saigo No Houmen. Used in conjunction with your Kuchiki abilities, it is a formidable combination. However, you attacked me prematurely. Regardless, you have proven yourself. Recuperate, and find me again. I will be awaiting you in the tallest tower, in my final throne room. Reach this place, and I acknowledge your right to challenge me in real combat." Suddenly, with a blinding flash, the Emperor was gone. Then again, that might be better. So powerful had been his pressure, that even those words had suffocated everyone in the area. New objective time, right?

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TAKEHIKO'S PRELIMINARY STRIKE AGAINST THE EMPEROR HAS FAILED, BUT HE HAS BEEN ACKNOWLEDGED. A NEW GAUNTLET HAS BEEN THROWN, AND NEW ENEMIES HAVE APPEARED. ROSE, TAKEHIKO, AND OTHERS MUST FIND THEIR WAY TO THE TALLEST TOWER, WHERE THE FINAL STAGE HAS BEEN SET. THE EMPEROR, IT APPEARS, IS MUCH STRONGER THAN THEY HAVE ALL IMAGINED. HOWEVER, SOMETHING NOW IS EVEN MORE TROUBLING THAN EVER. WHAT THE EMPEROR USED TO GUARD AGAINST TAKEHIKO'S ATTACKS WAS A KIDO SPELL, USABLE ONLY BY SOUL REAPERS. YET, THE EMPEROR IS A QUINCY. JUST WHO EXACTLY IS THE EMPEROR, AND WHAT KIND OF POWERS DOES HE POSSESS? IS HE A QUINCY? OR SOMETHING ELSE? STAY TUNED TO FIND OUT.

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{Emperor's reiatsu use}

1. Sensory Relay - As long as the user possesses at least 1000 energy sensory, they are capable of detecting sensory output coming for their physical body early on, and activating this technique for 50 reiatsu. A class 6 technique, this ability takes sensory input that the user experiences, and disperses and reduces its potency, making it simpler, weaker, and easier as well as faster to process. In other words, it is a counter to enemy attacks on sensory stats. Because it requires one to be extremely good with reiatsu manipulation, it is usable only by Quincy. This was invented by the Emperor and later taught to some of his disciples, including Baal. This was used to fend off the sounds of Shunpo Eichi.

2. Bow Release Level 1 - The Emperor used Bow Release Level 1, for 100 reiatsu per post. His bow, however, was not visible at the time of firing. His properties in level 1 are "Descent" and "Giant." The first of these indicates holy descent, because these arrows are instantaneous. They do not need to form or charge. They simply materialize in mid fire. Their speed is equivalent to the Emperor's current reiatsu strength times ten. Meanwhile, "Giant" indicates that his arrows are enormous arrows or walls of light. He can dictate just how big, but they will always be huge. He fired a single class 1 arrow for 70 reiatsu.

3. Willpower: Output - The human world dweller technique that doubles all reiatsu costs and costs an additional 100 per post, but doubles spiritual stats during use. This was active only during the firing of the arrow, and deactivated when Takehiko, with his mask and thus attack power at 2000, impacted the Emperor's defense power 4000 Danku.

4. Danku - Bakudo #81, a Soul Reaper's technique for 600 reiatsu that forms large, transparent barriers that can guard any Kido spell #80 or below, and similarly leveled attacks. Usually uses reiatsu strength confrontation for defensive ability.

5. Reiatsu intake - The same ability any other Quincy can do. +1100 this turn.

Emperor's Remaining Reiatsu: 2140/4000 (8000)
Active: Bow Release Level 1

New NPCs, O and P, will have stats given if RPCs choose to engage.

[Takashi Kuchiki]

(OOC: Assuming I'm already Kouhai's Left Hand here. Giving me rank 3 powaz so I'm at 1000 Strength/ Speed here. Also, I didn't know who was up to post but let's get this moving finally! <-- Got Kento's permission to enter this btw.)

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From behind all of the commotion there would be a subtle rip in the reality. The blanketed blue sky would find itself a warping strange black mouth that ripped its way into this reality. From amongst it emitted a reaitsu that most everyone here would be familiar with. The former shinigami wore stylish sleek black robes, a white coat surrounding him in full; closed only along the waist. There was a light blue waist band that circled around him; his Zanpakuto attached to it. His bored expression looked down towards the Vandereich castle. They were like sparkling blue diamonds; almost like glowing ice. His presence here was indicative of Kouhai's will to make this plan go smoothly. It seemed as though perhaps he would boast the morale of the Arrancar here; even if it was just to kill him. He wasn't very liked this one, no not at all. His bored expression as he stood by Sonken's side would be met with glares. Comments about his treachery and how long his loyalty would last would spur around. Most of all, he held the title of Kuchiki as his surname. With a surname such as that, walking around in Hueco Mundo was a target to oneself. In any case, regardless of the outcome, he had his own agenda as well. For now, he would let things play out as they did.

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Takashi slowly descended down from the Garganta. Now, he was pacing forward slowly, his large sleeves covering his hands. He stood rather nonchalant; it was rather cold here. For now, his goal was to seek out the massive weapon and the infinite Reiatsu that the Vandereich possessed. He hoped standing behind the castle would do him some good. He wasn't sure what he was in for, but it would make sense for him to at least converse with his enemy. He wanted to know more about these Vandereich and exactly what they wanted. His rather bored eyes gazed upon the area, attempting to take it in. A few moments before, he had felt a huge surge of energy. Whatever that was, it was something that was quite powerful; it felt rather familiar. He imagined this is what the legendary weapon would feel like once released. In any case, he would attempt to diffuse this situation and make things work for their advantage. His skills in assassination and other such ideals had given him an upper hand. He had hoped though, he would at least encounter someone who was higher of rank in this area. For Takashi, his goals were always ambiguous. He wasn't a man to rule out people, he would get to know their intent and then make conscious decisions based off of that.

In any case, he paced himself casually towards one of the back entrances. The best thing he could do now was to sneak around. If a threat presented itself, he would deal with it as he saw fit. His cold blue eyes gazed upon the castle as he advanced forward; uninterested as per usual. His footprints left soft impressions upon the ground below. His walk was casual and seemed as though he wasn't threatened by things around. For now at least, it seemed he had entered this area easily. With the advancement of both Soul Society and Hueco Mundo; this was a rather large mission. He wondered what his former colleges would think of his arrival now; there had to be some tension. Ah...it was so difficult being a man whom near everyone hated. He let a soft sigh from his nostrils as he wondered into the castle, wondering what would await him.

Takashi's new threads (insert waist band via imagination)

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Stats
Strength - 400 Points (1000)
Speed - 400 Points (1000)
Spiritual Pressure - 200 Points (100)
Reiatsu Strength - 100 Points (50)
Instinct - 160 Points
Senses - 90 Points
Energy sensory - 50 Points
Light Aura - 65 Points
Dark Aura - 35 Points
Healing Expertise - 0 Points

-Martial Arts: [Hakuda] (3)
-Strength of Will: (3)
-Battle Analysis: (3)
-Weapon [Sword]: (3)
-Battle Focus: (2)

[Rose✿]

[/font]She came to speak out, managing to keep her joint balanced between her lips as she continued the required 'ritual'. the Kido was directed to all the shinigami that came through the portal with her.
"Yo, everyone! Me and Takehiko had met the emperor in his throne room. We're going to need more help on this one. The guy's more fucked then we imagined, we need backup. Repeat, we need a bigger team to take him out." With that the message would be sent out, alerting her comrades that they had come into trouble, and hopefully with the message sent out they would be able to regroup and make their way over to give assistance, or simply come up with another plan of action.

The captain now brought herself to her feet after her minor set back. The fact the pain had came from either Takehiko or Sargon, perhaps both, had gotten injured. And with the scale of pain that washed over her, they weren't minor wounds either. Pacing forwards now, still toking from her joint, Rose had reentered the room to only find it destroyed. The emperor vanished, his throne destroyed along with the tile floor. Instead there was an arm-less Takehiko with two new foes on each side of him. Rose must have been a fool to leave Takehiko, but she figured he would have fallen back with her.

Her pace slowed to a walk as she approached her comrade and the foes, face still flushed, eyes now bloodshot. The high that had washed over her had aided in nulling the pleasurable pain for Rose, plus being at this level of high was Rose's norm. Sobriety was foreign to this woman, and disliked. An eyebrow jacked up as she gazed upon the two suited men. She held her blade horizontally to the actuall blade rested in her right palm. As she walked ahead she glided her blade across her palm, slicing it open and letting blood drip to the floor. "Prevail, Sangre Gundan." She spoke out as her signature devious grin came across her lips. Her blood traveled up her blade, coating it entirely with the crimson liquid. It began to bubble and morph, and with a pulse of reiatsu going outwards, the blood that coated the blade had pulsed out, splattering on the ruined floor that was below all of their feet.

"Why hello boys~" Rose came to speak, winking at the men that were by Takehiko. The blood that splattered on the floor before them had moved, traveling up to Takehiko's arm, well the nub that remained, and covered the open wound. The sticky liquid blood prevented anymore blood from escaping his body, the anesthetic feeling would also numb his pain, the actual effect would work on restoring his arm like an arrancar's regeneration. As it did this the blood turned black, absorbing his 'affliction' and reversing it.
"Think you mind stepping aside? Hmm?" The blonde beauty asked the men, blood pouring unusually fast from her wound but the loss seemed to not affect Rose one bit. Takehiko would hopefully do his best and either attack and distance himself away from the men as Rose distracted them. In a matter of time Takehiko would find he would have a fully functional arm again. Right now the stoned woman placed her trust in Takehiko and her abilities as she focused on the two men, a part of her wanted to toy around with them, but her blade was ready to move at a moments notice. Let the fun begin.[/ul]


400+150+300
2900 /3750 reiatsu

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{Spoiler}

STATS ▐ STRENGTH - 50 (100/2) Points ▐ SPEED - 200 Points ▐ SPIRITUAL PRESSURE - 375 (300x1.25) Points ▐ REIATSU STRENGTH - 700 (350x2) Points ▐ LIGHT AURA - 35 Points ▐ DARK AURA - 65 Points ▐ INSTINCT - 50 (100/2) Points ▐ SENSES - 50 Points ▐ ENERGY SENSORY - 100 Points ▐ HEALING EXPERTISE - 800 (400x2) Points

SKILLS ▐ UTILITY: SEX Level 3 ▐ BATTLE: BLEEDING TOLERANCE Level 2 ▐ BODY: DAMAGE RECOVERY Level 3 ▐ BATTLE: WEAPON; SWORD Level 3 ▐ BATTLE: PAIN TOLERANCE Level 3 ▐ UTILITY: CRAFTING/FORGING Level 1 ▐ ▐ ▐ ▐

[Kento Waffles]

OOC: To compensate Rudy, Takehiko will now become a DM controlled NPC for the remainder of the thread.

IC:

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"Ridiculous..." P replied to Rose's words with a smile. Reiatsu gathered around him, pulsating out. Rose would learn, then, that he was strong. P, the Perfect, Pietro. Yes, he was extremely powerful. Judging by the sensation of his reiatsu, he was probably at the same level as Rose. However, given he was someone geared more for combat, he might have an advantage if they fought. Then again, she had Takehiko on her side. He may have gotten in over his head with the Emperor, but that didn't change that he was strong, and he was able to assist Rose, should she be attacked by these fowl Quincy. P stepped toward them, but did not yet attack. He was evaluating them.

"Thank you for my arm," Takehiko politely said to Rose. "And I apologize for attacking on my own. I underestimated the Emperor, a mistake I will not repeat." In his eyes one could see grim determination, with his blade (now repaired) once again held in his newly repaired arm, looking forwards at the enemies that they had come to face. He was lucky here, actually. His plan to Saigo No Houmen would have left him in trouble had the Emperor defended against even that. Luckily, Der Kaiser had chosen not to allow the Saigo to even happen, and instead had given Takehiko the opportunity to further hunt him down. One might say that this was a mistake by the Emperor. This mercy might just be his downfall.

"Yes, you did underestimate Der Kaiser..." P informed them. "He is more than a man. He is a God. His power is to be absolute. To be almighty. This is why Der Kaiser, who is our Lord, is known not by any letter, as the Stern Ritters are, but is known as Der Kaiser. Once, before many of us existed, they called him A, The Almighty, The Holy Emperor without a name. But that time is long past, for he has transcended even titles and names. He is only Der Kaiser to us now. The greatest of all Gods. Such is his power." This was some kind of monologue about the Emperor's power, but was it that far off base? They had witnessed first hand just how powerful the Emperor was. He wasn't going to be an easy opponent.

Suddenly, P attacked! He was fast, and when he appeared above Rose, he already had what appeared to be a spider web laced between his fingers, aimed at Rose. Reishi was dissolving around the palace and feeding into P, who, above Rose, fired off a quick thirty arrows right at her. They were all regular size and speed, but if they struck, then Rose would be in trouble. First of all, to be penetrated by so many arrows at once was detrimental. Second of all, they might have some sort of special ability. Rose and Takehiko and Sargon were all just lucky that Azumi had overestimated the effects of the connection between them. Instead of sharing damage, they only shared pain.

Now, had Takehiko been planning to aid Rose, perhaps P would not have posed such a threat, but as it was, his plans were soon to be foiled. A powerful pressure fell upon him from somewhere else in the room, crushing him down to one knee. He gasped, feeling this spell which seemed like a trap to immobilize him. It was a good tactic to use, to temporarily immobilize him, just the few seconds needed for Rose to be forced to defend herself. With Takehiko down, Rose had to guard herself against P's arrows. This shouldn't prove difficult for a Captain, but P was incredibly fast... This battle was getting heated. Perhaps they should escape it to save reiatsu for the Emperor.

Meanwhile, Takashi, who had just entered, would find himself, by sneaking around the back, going past the room within which Sargon did battle with B, The Boss, Baal. Takashi wouldn't be in the room, however, and would merely see it. Whether or not he assisted the Espada in this battle was up to him. It was clear that without aid, Sargon was going to be in trouble, for B, The Boss, Baal had a clear advantage. His ability to time his attacks, to analyze his enemy, and to strike when his foe was weakest had allowed him to damage Sargon. High speed regeneration or releasing could fix the damage, but it remained true that the damage had happened. This Stern Ritter was trouble.

SPOILER: Click to show

Soldier Type rank 3. Stern Ritter Captain Supervisor.

Strength: 300
Speed: 400
Spiritual Pressure: 200 (100)
Reiatsu Strength: 400 (800)
Instinct: 300
Senses: 300
Energy Sensory: 200
Healing Expertise: 100
Total SP: 2200 SP

Focused Eye [3]
Battle Analysis [3]
Pain Tolerance [2]
Poison resist [2]
Illusion resist [2]
Acrobatics [2]
Scythes [2]

P's Remaining Reiatsu: 1100/1000 Reiatsu
Active: Bow Release Level 2, Hirenkyaku Constant
Speed due to Hirenkyaku constant: 4000
(+1100 Quincy Cross/Mask Fragment, -500 Hirenkyaku constant, -200 Bow Release level 2, -300 30 class 7 arrows)

[Sargon Denumic]

Sargon it seemed had been driven past a point of blindness that could only be the cause of his bloodthirsty nature rushing to the surface. The incredible reiatsu had broken Sargon’s composure and sent him straight into a savage state of pure animalistic thirsty for blood. As the Espada had focused his reiatsu and stepped forward in order to catch the wise talking Quincy off-guard he didn’t even comprehend the fact that he was now falling forwards through the air towards the General. It seemed that the Quincy had fired two arrows in time that they pierced right through his knees and disconnected his lower legs from the entire rest of his body. While the blood sprayed from wounds the Espada gripped his zanpakuto and prepared himself to strike down the Quincy.

As Sargon swung his sword and saw it phase through the body of the Quincy he knew that the damned human was already gone. It was obvious that the Quincy must have a greater degree of speed than Sargon that much the Arrancar wouldn’t argue however in the next moment his hands were gone. The Espada was only a few feet from the floor of the ground now and could feel the incredible pain pulverizing his mind. Placing such pressure on him in hopes that he would release it with a scream of agony yet nothing could break through the power of pride. As his hands were blown into nothingness Sargon deactivated his Heirro then focused on his legs.

In the next moment as the Espada began to drop closing to the floor of this palace the flesh of his body rushed outward from his wounds reforming his legs completely. The flesh of his now bare feet touched the surface of stone that made up the palace and in that moment the stone sent to a feeling of stability to Sargon’s mind. The actual substance of stone was like an anchor for Sargon’s sanity to return to him as his hands did the same. Looking down at his new hands Sargon’s face was one of a sneering angry animal. It was then that the General of the Quincy began to speak once again. Sargon although in truth impressed by the speed and precision of this Quincy wasn’t interested in fighting him. The reiatsu that he had felt he assumed was that of the Emperor and it was that reiatsu that Sargon sought to wipe from the existence.

It was as the Quincy spoke that Sargon began to walk the couple of feet towards his massive black claymore. As the Quincy finished his babbling on about how Sargon was arrogant and outmatched the Arrancar moved his toes under the blade and with a swift raise of his leg launched it up to his chest where he caught it in his right hand. “Every single opponent that I face seems to say the same things and it just gets annoying to hear especially when they end up losing to me later on. I will admit that you’re much more impressive than I would have thought, but you’re not the crowning jewel of your race. I have no interest in wiping you from existence only the Emperor.”

Sargon moves his right arm upwards with the black claymore pointed up to the ceiling of the large room. “Seeing as you’re a loyal subject to that Emperor I doubt you’d willingly let me face him so I guess I’ll be forced to grace you with my true form. You should be honored Quincy for this form has only been viewed three times prior to now.” In that moment Sargon’s reiatsu would focus completely as if water had just frozen into a needle. “Erupt, Vulcan” In that instant lava would spray out from the space between the body of the blade covering over everything around Sargon. Over the next few moments all the Quincy in the hall would only see lava and steam in the location that Sargon had been standing.

Now all that was there was a immense stone of obsidian stone that the Quincy would have seen was actually the cooled lava. It would seem like time was moving slow as if they were just looking and waiting for something to happen that wouldn’t ever arrive. Then at the far right corner at the top of the stone a crack would form and the sound would spread throughout the hall. In the next moment the obsidian stone exploded with force sending debris in every direction. All that any of the Quincy would be any to see with the sense of sight was the ash that was now in the same place. In that next moment though all of the Quincy would sense the overwhelming spiritual pressure of the Tercera Espada as the ash began to clear and reveal the new form of the Arrancar.

The black armored Centaur now stood on all four hooves starring towards the Quincy general with the black claymore held downwards touching the ground of the great hall. It would be obvious for all of the Quincy to see the incredible black shield in Sargon’s left hand and the fact that his entire body was now clad in black plate armor. His mask was once again whole the two horns rising from his forehead to above his hair which now was spiked and much larger yet not as long. One thing that might seem strange to the Quincy though was that the Espada didn’t seem to have a mouth now. “Your vision is blessed Quincy you have that parting gift from me as your race’s destroyer.”

In that moment every detail about the great hall was gone every column gone only now everything was falling like a waterfall to the ground. It wasn’t just the great hall though every step that Sargon had took from his arrival everything within about half a mile of him was now lava. The beautiful palace that looked to be covered in ice was now reversed on one side shifted into a raging waterfall of lava in less than a moment. Just as all of this happened Sargon would remember where he had sensed the location of that incredible reiatsu and teleport through his own creation as close as he could manage.

In the next few moments as the battle between the female Captain and this new Quincy began the sound of Sargon’s hooves would be heard as the Espada makes his way up to the location that he had sensed the Emperor. The Espada would see that the Quincy was in mid air and had just fired out a rather good deal of arrows that were flying right down towards her. It seemed that the other Shinigami for whatever reason wasn’t aiding her or was simply too weak to challenge the Quincy. Nevertheless these people held no purpose for the Espada and he needed to find out where the Emperor was now due to the shattered throne the Espada felt as if the coward had fled. “Fuck this coward and all his insects nothing, but a waste of time and less promising then I would have thought. Yet another simple waste of my time.”

Reiatsu Remaining: 4250/6000 ~Primera~ 1/16

~Magumakontorōru~ ~Yōgan Nenriki Idō~

[Takashi Kuchiki]

(OOC: Long wait since holiday season + modding + other things came up. Sorry; no longer will this be the case.)

Diamond blue eyes gazed upon the corridor which Takashi walked down. His Geta clicked against the hard wood tile underneath his feet. As he paced forward, he heard a flurry of sounds coming from a room near him. He continued to pace forward to where he saw one of the Espada he had seen previously. One would see the other Espada as he roamed around Las Noches. For now, he noted that the man was in a rather pathetic state. However, it was then that his attention turned to his opponent. His eyes fell upon him, noticing him and watching him in battle. The former shinigami looked down upon the Espada, he would have helped him, had it not been for the fact that the seemed indulged in his own power. The way he spoke was far too arrogant. Had it not been for that, perhaps Takashi would have stepped in. His blue diamond like eyes fell upon the man though as he released his sword. It seemed his body took a strange configuration. Takashi's eyes narrowed, it was the first time he had witnessed an Espada release his sword. At the sudden emergence of the lava, Takashi leapt into the air.

With his foot pushing off, he created an advanced air ground. The Lava seemed to be seeping everywhere. It only got worse as the man seemed to be running away; what kind of an Espada was this? Instead of fighting, he was trying to level the entire area. This would not only kill allies, but also could compromise things that he would need in the palace. He let out a soft sigh through his nostrils as the lava emitted like a hose that was going to threaten to collapse the palace. Takashi had disappeared, utilizing shunpo as he pushed off the air ground. He went to a higher plane, away from wherever Sargon was headed. The palace would probably collapse on itself since its base had been turned into lava; at least become more damaged. With that, Takashi shunpoed to another area; finding stairs the lava hadn't gotten to yet. He escalated them utilizing his speed, hoping to find something of value. For now, there was nothing here for him. Instead, he continued his search. Perhaps he would be lead to where more items were or another Quincy. Another possibility was that he would wind back to where Sargon was headed. For now, it all rested upon the path he was now taking.

Reiatsu: 925/1000= -25 Advanced Air Ground, -50 Shunpo

[Rose✿]

[/font] She didn't need the vice captain to say he's sorry or dwell on thoughts of the failed attack. Like her, he needed to focus on the mission. The emperors strength was god-like and far beyond Rose's, however it seemed like running away was out of the question. They would stay until the mission was either a success, or died trying.

It didn't that P, Potato, had to go on and on about the Emperor, talking him up as Mr. high and mighty. It was crystal clear that the Emperor had a pose of bitches. Rose wondered on these followers of the Emperor. Did his pose of bitches follow him because of what he stood for and his ideals? Or did they simply follow him because they were pussy's that feared his power? Mind you it was obvious this Emperor had some preachers going about. However now wasn't time to dwell on these thoughts. Now was the time to move.

With P making his move, the stoned Rose resisted the pressure as the two were of the same strength. Her instinct told her to move and fast. Rose honestly never fought a quincy before, thus knew little of their powers. She was relying on information passed down from other shinigami, this would be the first time she would see it all in action. It was actually quite exciting. With that excitement, plus her previous... orgasm, her heart rate was racing. She pounced ahead, using Shunpo to avoid the arrows and leaving them to crash into the ground, if they had an ability such as explosions surely they would of detonated upon contact with the tiles. With her right arm Rose came to scoop Takehiko ahead with her. She had her right arm under both of his as she pulled him ahead.

At the end of the room, away from the center and more likely to avoid any cross fire, she had let him fall. Takehiko would be left up higher on a piece of debris. However the woman didn't hesitate. She figured more arrows would be coming as blood freely dripped from her right hand, leaving a pool of it behind by Takehiko's feet as she ran along the room and further from Takehiko. As she ran the sound of... Hooves came closer and closer. BAM! Now another visitor came to join the party. Clearly, by his looks this was an released Arrancar. Debris was falling and scattered along the room now as Lava accompanied the arrancar. Well great, good thing Takehiko got moved up and away. The woman was taken aback, she was to high for some arrancar to burst out of no where spouting off how his time was wasted and someone was a cowards and bla bla bla. Yet, the very same Arrancar had just ran away from his own opponent meaning... Great. Now P, Potato, was going to have another ally join him. Things just got more fucked up for Rose.

A simple groan escaped the woman's lips, a heavy feeling was on her eyes from the high. Keeping away from the lava and standing on some fallen debris Rose's blood began circling around her, wafting in the air like crimson droplets of water. With each moment that passed by the arsenal grew. She had her own special kind of bleeding tolerance that worked along side her abilities. Though as this was going on Rose had done something slightly beforehand. From the pool of blood that was left behind from where Rose had previously healed Takehiko came some slight bubbling, and in an instant hardened spikes of blood had emerged and bolted out towards Mr. Potato from underneath where he was most likely not giving any attention to. The spikes, a cluster of about 20 of them, aimed for his feet, ass, groin, you name it; basically what ever they could hit first.

Rose's guard was up but it was clear from the expression that was on her face that the woman was kind of annoyed. First of all there was Lava. Second, she had called out to all of her shingiami bro's and instead an Arrancar shows up. Was Rose being ignored? Why were none of her questions answered from before!? Why did the arrancar have a shit attitude? Why wouldn't P, Potato, shut up!? Rose came to call out to the arrancar as it was clear the pressure wasn't effecting him like Takehiko thus would most likely be the ideal ally if he dropped the snob act.

"EY! If it's such a waste of your time then help crush them like the 'insects' you claim them to be! Got some bite behind that bark hun?" As she spoke Rose's zanpakuto came to slice the inside of her right arm, causing a mixture of pain and pleasure and getting more of the blood flow going. Like a fountain dark crimson liquid seeped from the wound and dripped off, coming to float around her and being ready to move on a moments notice. Right now, being under the influence in the way Rose was she had a better connection with the real power that her zanpakuto held, there would be little complications as she accessed the abilities that made her so... Goddess like.


50+50
2800 /3750 reiatsu

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[Kento Waffles]

SPOILER: Click to show

{PARASYTE MUSIC}

Three minutes later...

CHAOS! A DEVASTATED BATTLEFIELD. THE MIGHTY PALACE OF ICE, CONSUMED BY LAVA. AS THE TERCERA ESPADA RELEASED HIS ABILITY, BOTH ENEMIES AND ALLIES FOUND THE BATTLEFIELD SHIFTING AND DESTROYED IN AN INSTANT. AN ENTIRE HALF OF THE PALACE WAS READY TO COLLAPSE. RUBBLE AND DEBRIS REIGNED SUPREME EVERYWHERE. IN THE MIDST OF IT ALL, ROSE AND TAKEHIKO ARE SEPARATED NOT ONLY FROM THE QUINCY AGGRESSORS, BUT FROM EACH OTHER AS WELL. THE LANDSCAPE CHANGED, THE SOUL REAPERS AND ARRANCAR ARE CONFOUNDED. SEPARATE FROM ONE ANOTHER IN HALF A DOZEN LOCATIONS, AND THE PATHWAY TO THE EMPEROR ALTERED AND UNRECOGNIZABLE, THEY MUST TREK ON, UNCERTAIN OF THEMSELVES.

Ashes. Smoke. Fiery hot magma bubbling around. Sargon could appear and deliver his rhetoric amid the miasmic fumes of his own ability, but the enemies of earlier were no longer in sight. Too much damage had been done. He might assume he had killed them at first, but if he had energy sensory of any sort, he would discern that they still lived, but were elsewhere. They were relatively close, but several rooms away. The battlefield had shifted, and separated everyone. In sight of Sargon Denumic, there were no Quincy, though now there was an ally. "Ally." They probably wouldn't work well together, but here was the unfortunate situation of the matter.

Rose and Sargon were stuck together in half a room. Surrounding them was debris, smoke, toxic gas, and caved in space filled with lava which still bubbled and made the room feel uninhabitable. It was difficult just to breathe, let alone deal with the stifling heat. Rose, of course, would be worse off than Sargon, given it was his ability. Lucky for Rose, though, the heat would dry her pants more quickly after that orgasm. Either way, they were stuck together, with no one else in sight. Sargon in his released state. Rose in hers. Both of them, allies against the Quincy, but otherwise hateful of each other, would need to find their way through the situation.

The powerful reiatsu of Wilhelm Kohler, or in other words B, The Boss, Baal, could still be detected, relatively nearby, indicating that he was both alive and well. However, it was far enough away that it could be assumed he wouldn't be coming for them in the near future. In fact, the reiatsu began to move farther away, indicating that his way was probably blocked and he needed to find another way around. P and O were both also nearby, and likewise were moving away. They too were blocked off. Takehiko's reiatsu could not be detected at all, but since Rose had seen him move away just before they were separated, it was obvious that Takehiko had escaped, likely unharmed.

Though the room was half lava, there was a small part of the ceiling intact above them. And above that, there was a small part of the floor from the room above them, and a doorway up there. If they hopped first to the ceiling ledge, then the floor, they would be able to enter the door. Through that doorway, they would be able to enter another lava filled room, but with debris they could hop around on to get to the next door, which would take them outside of the palace, where they would be able to see the full destruction that it was. However, despite that destruction, and the palace quickly sinking into lava, the huge tower within which the Emperor resided was still standing tall, undamaged.

The tower was too tall for them to simply scale, or move up to with air ground. They might die from the frigid temperatures and lack of oxygen up above if they tried it. There was also no door to the tower. There had been one, within the palace. There had been a bridge from the palace to the tower, and a door at the end of that bridge. But, the door had been sealed shut at the very top with magma, hardened into rock. On one hand, there was a chance that this meant the Emperor was stuck inside of the tower. On the other, it meant they would have trouble reaching him to find out. How would they get into this palace? Well, better yet, could they even agree on being allies?

Meanwhile, Takashi was somewhere completely different. The place he ended up in was a huge ballroom, where presumably the Quincy had parties. Surprise. Even if the Quincy were soldiers, they were also people. Despite their inhuman devotion to Der Kaiser, they had lives of their own, and had normal emotions and daily existences. And, really, was it so inhuman to feel such devotion to Der Kaiser? Was it any different from the Greeks offering parts of their meals to the gods? Was it any different from Christians and Muslims slaughtering one another in the name of Yahweh and Allah in the crusades? These Quincy were just a little bit more justified. Their God really did exist, though whether or not he was a real god was another argument entirely.

Takashi was in a large ballroom of ice, undamaged by the lava. However, since the palace was falling apart and sinking into a huge pool of lava beneath it, it didn't help much. Takashi had to get out anyway. Actually, though, he had someone else with him in that ballroom. Standing before Takashi, red eyes looked on sapphire, was Sozen Kuchiki, the family Head of the family to which Takashi belonged. Even if Takashi was a traitor to the Kuchikis, he and Sozen were still family, and this was the first time he had seen Sozen Kuchiki since departing from the Soul Society. Sozen, upon Takashi's entry into the already crumbling room, turned to his Kuchiki clansman.

Ever polite, Sozen spoke first. "Beautiful, isn't it?" Sozen asked. "Regardless of the destructive power of it all, it is good to see the elements of lava and ice, heat and cold, in the same place. This final battle is poetic, don't you think?" The room shook again, and Sozen looked up. Lava was beginning to seep into the room from all around, and the Kuchiki Head, now separated from everyone else except for Takashi, looked back at the former Lieutenant that had dwelled in his house before leaving it for Las Noches. "The Emperor will be difficult to defeat," Sozen said. "In the meantime, why don't you come with me? Before we face him, I'd like to show you something interesting while this palace is still intact."

[Sargon Denumic]

Everything around anything in sight would crumble and fall to his power. Sargon felt that his name would definitely prick the ears of this Emperor once he saw that more then half of his palace had just been destroyed and now the remaining half was swiftly falling to pieces. If only that Emperor hadn’t been a coward and stayed to die at his feet. Sargon felt that the only other ways this could have been better was if a few of the Shinigami simply burned to death yet instead he was suddenly in a room half consumed by his power with one of the Shinigami.

It was the female Shinigami with long blonde hair that simply seemed to show nothing, but disrespect and was filled with foolish ill favored views. Nevertheless Sargon breathes in the ash his lungs filling with it only for him to breathe it out another few seconds later yet with far more filling the room now. It would be very difficult for most people to deal with the situation that he was in right now, but the thing was this was Sargon’s doing and as such it simply had no effect on him. Looking up at the opening to the ceiling Sargon suddenly leaned back onto his back legs and leaped up through the opening and onto the next floor.

As soon as his hooves touched the surface of the next floor the floor itself would start to simmer from the heat of his body. Steam would rise from under him as he began to walk towards the door. He could feel the presence of that annoying Quincy off in the distance and figured that he was fine from some means of evasion of perhaps a defense that he had used that Sargon hadn’t stayed long enough to see. It was meaningless though for at the moment the only thing to peek his interest was the Emperor and the thought of regicide.

The door to the next room was easy enough to open if one would call walling into the thing and causing it to melt around him opening it. Sargon had simply walked through the door and into the next room where he saw that his beautiful element had claimed a good portion and was slowly eating away at what was left. Sargon had no compassion and no reason to aid the shinigami so there was no reason to solidify the lava in the room. Instead the Tercera simply walked into the room in a straight line across the lava that was in the path as if it was solid.

Sargon walked outside to see the massive white tower that still dares stand tall against his power. If there was any clue to the whereabouts of this all powerful Emperor then it was the fact that the tower hadn’t already fallen. Sargon saw that there was no normal way to reach the tower yet he wasn’t normal and he needed no aid from anyone ever to kill something. He was going to take down this Emperor and solidify his name throughout eternity. Extending the massive black claymore to the side Sargon channeled his reiatsu. All of a sudden small bright orbs would begin to bubble up on the surface of the blade.

It was then that Sargon suddenly swung the sword out in the direction of the tower. The little orbs flew from the surface of the claymore towards the tower growing in size into basketball sized molten boulders. After a few moments the molten boulders would break into the side of the tower causing minimum damage. To others it would look like Sargon had accomplished nothing at all other then alerting the Quincy that the tower would soon be attacked. That was when lava began to flow off of Sargon’s body and onto the ground. The Tercera even had lava spewing from under his mask as if he had thrown up behind it.

After a few moments the ground around him was just being devoured by the substance. It was then though that Sargon’s body would suddenly just disappear from view. In all reality it had sunk into the lava and vanished. He would suddenly just rise up from the molten boulders that had broken through the side of the tower. Sargon was now in the tower and ready to kill anything that got in his way to the Emperor and then take the old coward out as well.

Remaining Reiatsu: 3800/6000
{Yōgan Nenriki Idō}
{Yōyū Asaruto Daitan'na}

[Takashi Kuchiki]

i'm indestructible! ♕ take a last look around while you're alive. ▼ The clicking of Geta against the hardened tiled floor echoed throughout the empty ball room. The former shinigami dressed in black robes wandered through the large hall. He turned to notice the strange decorations, ornaments, and traditions which they held. It was so interesting to see such life come from a place most thought to be so cold. Takashi began to wander forward, his diamond ice like eyes scanning the area area thoroughly. It was only a moment later that he noticed something. He stopped moving long enough to realize the figure that stood in front of him. The man simply blinked as he eye'd the Kuchiki Clan head whom stood in front of him. This man, with blood red eyes and hair black as night could only be known as Sozen Kuchiki. They stood there in brief, one could perhaps tell any sort of tension or unspoken words among the two. He heard the casual tone echoing throughout the room, beautiful, isn't it?. He was right on that fact, it indeed was beautiful. Takashi looked around to where Sozen was looking. His eyes continued to wander around; up until they fell upon his again. "I had not expected this from the Quincy in truth, it is perhaps my own ignorance which fails to see their quest. Though extreme in their means, they are justified in their own right". Takashi spoke out, obviously he had begun to see more of the world. It wasn't simply Soul Society anymore nor casual reads. Rather, it was the way he himself had changed. His eyes fell back upon Sozen who had added to his previous statement. "I agree.", Takashi added to the man's comment. The shinigami didn't seem to say anything nor speak too much. However, it was then that Sozen had asked him to come follow him. "Defeat the emperor you say? I will comply...Sozen Taicho". Takashi slowly began pacing behind Sozen. He wasn't sure where he was taking him. It seemed the man had always had some plans and something under his sleeve. Even Takashi, whom had become so experienced had not little of this man. He had seemed as casual as ever. Takashi stood behind him, but he was casual too. The two men were allies now weren't they? They had a common goal and interest in the eyes of the Soul Society and Hueco Mundo; the protection of their respective properties. If the Vandenreich were successful, their powers to annihilate large areas would be beyond compare. For now, the shinigami made sure to press head, following the man he once knew as Kuchiki-Taicho, was now leading him again once more. ♕ profile | notes: put ooc shit here. STATS & ABILITIES: strength - 400 points (1000) speed - 400 points (1000) spiritual pressure - 100 points (200) reiatsu strength - 33 points (67) light aura - 65 points dark aura - 35 points instinct - 100 points senses - 100 points energy sensory - 50 points healing expertise - 0 points total SP: 1400 current skills: (15/15 SKP spent) - martial arts: [hakuda] (3) -strength of will: (3) -battle analysis: (3) -weapon [sword]: (4) - battle focus: (2)

[Sozen Kuchiki]

OOC: Now Rose's post.

[Rose✿]

[/i], once again she had to hop across and preform some acrobats to get to the other side and in the view of the tower.

"Do you even have a plan or are you the hack n slash, think later type of guy?" She came to speak, a bead of sweat rolling down her temple. This heat was seriously killing her high. Moments after the arrancar swung his blade at the tower, which basically answered her question for her. On top of that Lava began spewing from him, causing Rose to leap back onto a large chunk of rock that was a safe area to stand.
"Okay! You Minge Muncher. You wana go get the Emperor fine! Fucking thirsty for that old cock of his, well I hope you get a good stuffing up your booty from that holy diiiack!" Rose cursed out, seeing as the lava started to envelope him where he then vanished. This only irritated more.

"Oh, oh! Ya you fucking go after him! Thinking you're all cool n shit with your lava that's basically fucking over anyone who's trying to help you! Ya you are tooootally helping out this mission. You go right on ahead and get some Double Dutch Fudge ruddering from that Emperor. Maybe when you see him you'll realize you aren't all almighty and need some fricken help and I won't be here to give it to you! Douche!"

It was clear from Sargon's way of trying to get into the tower that he didn't want her help, well maybe she didn't want to give him any help anymore. Right now her attention focused elsewhere as she glanced out in the open at this ongoing war, people being consumed in lava or fighting mid air. Where would she go now? What would happen in that tower?
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[Kento Waffles]

SPOILER: Click to show

Beautiful. Unethical. Dangerous. The sight before Takashi and Sozen was something that existed a mile beneath the palace, where the lava had been unable to breach. It was in this sacred room, circular in shape, covered in white marble, adorned in white hieroglyphic markings, that Sozen and Takashi came to find the central altar upon which resided a small, flat, hexagonal contraption with a cross on it. Granted that it was small, it also spoke of immeasurable power, for it radiated and glowed a continuous and unending white. It was practically blinding to look at, and it was worth noticing that nothing actually touched it directly. It was suspended, floating.

"The Soul Cross," Sozen introduced the object. "It took many deaths and a great deal of information purchasing to find its location in the Vandenreich Palace." Sozen paused, and almost pondered the object merely for what it was in shape, or at least that was what it seemed based on the way he looked at it, practically disbelieving that this object could be the source of so much power. The source of what allowed the Emperor to create Blut for his Vandenreich Quincy, and even greater abilities. This object here, which Sozen looked at almost carelessly, despite appraising it so verbally, was something that wars had been fought over. That many races had squabbled over. And it had come to rest in the hands of the Vandenreich.

"The Soul Cross is an object created during the days of the second Captain Commander," Sozen said. "It is the only thing in existence which is an infinite source of energy. This, an infinite source of reiatsu, would be able to eternally power our defenses in the Soul Society, and would make us immeasurably powerful against enemies. Politics prevented us from using it until it was stolen from us and we realized our disadvantage. But, now, once again, we can make it ours." Well, that was great and all, but it obviously didn't explain why Sozen had brought Takashi down there. Did he have some secret purpose to doing so? Well, actually, yes he did.

"This is what will allow us to defeat the Emperor," Sozen said. "Though the Emperor draws from its power remotely, we too can tame it and utilize its prowess." That might be where Sozen needed Takashi's help. In carrying it. But, of course, why ask Takashi? Couldn't Sozen himself carry it? Why would he jeopardize anything by giving it to the traitor Takashi? Why, indeed. Sozen, smiling still despite being in the presence of one who no longer called himself Thirteen Court Guard Squads Lieutenant, spoke once more to Takashi. "I plan on bringing it myself, but it will be up to you to battle the Emperor," Sozen said. "I have unfinished business with another. As long as I have the cross, all my allies can draw on it remotely for not only infinite reiatsu, but a substantial power boost to all attacks. Will you go along with my plan, Takashi? If so, I have one more request... You know what it is, and you know what it is I offer in exchange for it."

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The war was explosive. As the actual invasion of the Vandenreich Palace had continued, and its continued destruction (most recently by huge lava) had been noted by observers from afar, more and more Soul Reapers had begun to flood into the depths of this precipice world within which the palace resided to attack the enormous army of Quincy. While originally it had been a massacre of the Seireitei by Quincy, now roles were reversed, and it was a massacre of Quincy by the Soul Reapers. The Quincy, choosing to reside in a place with no actual spiritual particles to draw from, found themselves unable to charge reiatsu in this world, and unable to use Vollstandig and many of their other techniques for long periods of time.

It had been different when fighting inside of the palace, but now that was destroyed. Outside of it, and already shaken by lava, they were no match for the Soul Reapers and their Shikai, which could far outlast those bow releases when such a timer was put on the Quincy. It was almost assured that the only Quincy who were able to continue to draw reiatsu for an infinite pool were any that were inside of the White Tower, defending the Emperor's resting place. This meant that the grunts were left to fend for themselves. Most likely, only the Generals were inside of the palace, given that none of them had been seen thus far in combat outside.

Rose, yelling after Sargon, would soon be next to Kenryoku Kawada, Squad 2 Captain, who exploded out of the midst of combat with a skid back, panting slightly. Sweat dripped from his brow, and it appeared that he had been hard at work. Blood was all over his body, none of it his. No open wounds were visible on him. If anything, he was just fatigued. Kenryoku, appearing before Rose, spoke to her as soon as he noticed a fellow Captain. "Captain," he greeted her by formal title. "It's good to see that you're alive." Straightening up, having defeated dozens of Quincy already, Kenryoku looked at the White Tower, and noted the opening made in it by Sargon. It was a lackluster opening, not enough for them to get in through.

"Tell me what you have experienced thus far," Kenryoku asked of Rose. "A full report of battle and other experience. Afterward, I believe it is our duty to go and kill the Emperor." Notably, Kenryoku was not bloody, but had many bruises on his body. He was not in his best shape while talking to Rose. Maybe not his worst, but he had seen better days. The whereabouts of the other Captains and Soul Reapers were still unknown. Takehiko, Azumi, Sozen, and the Espada that had first joined them for the mission were still unaccounted for, at least as far as Rose and Kenryoku were concerned. Well, then again, one of those Espada had literally just abandoned Rose to go fight on his own.

Speaking of that Espada, he had gotten into the palace, and materialized within what appeared to be a wide open, empty space. Inside of the first circular room within which he resided, Sargon would, if he tried to attack the interior, find it impervious to all of his attacks. Unlike the outside, which had taken damage, the inside took none, evidenced by how nothing singed or burned even with his balls of magma still rolling around on the floor. An indestructible interior meant no easy way up. Sargon would have to climb literally two thousand stairs just to reach the Emperor. It wasn't hard for an Espada of his caliber, but it was still a bit tiresome to go up that way anyway.

Sargon, of course, was also the only one that had entered the White Tower thus far. No, wait, that wasn't entirely true. If Sargon looked to his left, he'd note that twenty or so yards from where he had made his smaller hall in the wall with his magma balls, there was a much larger gaping hole. However, that hole had not been visible from the outside, indicating that the White Tower actually might be cloaked in an illusion making it appear to have no entrances. Someone else had entered before Sargon had, though that someone was nowhere nearby. This was evidenced by not detecting anyone's reiatsu. The Emperor's presence, however, might be the cause of this, as that reiatsu overwhelmed any other in the building.

Sargon, alone as he was, could now go up to see the Emperor. However, there were three side rooms nearby too that he hadn't checked. He could check any of those, labeled A-C, or go straight up to the Emperor. Going up to the Emperor alone, however, might prove unwise, given what he had experienced against B, The Boss, Baal. With no backup, Sargon might find himself hopelessly outmatched. Well, it was worth a try, if he believed that he could kill the Emperor. This war was nearing its end, after all. Everyone, more or less, was coming to head with their final role in the invasion. However, some people, still, were unaccounted for.

[Kento Waffles]

OOC: Bump. It is Sargon's post.

[Sargon Denumic]

He was now inside of the white tower looking around from side to side as the thick grayish ash fell from beneath the metal face down to the floor of the now debris ridden room. Sargon could feel his true strength was easily displacing the air of the room yet couldn’t hear the sound of the floor burning. Looking down he saw that this ugly white floor was unaffected by the heat of his hooves. His eyes slanting at this realization as he looked throughout the room and found the much more massive hole which he hadn’t noticed prior to just now.

Whoever had caused that hole held incredible strength which places a decent deal of interest into the mind of the Tercera Espada. That thought though quickly was shoved into the back of priorities due to the constant feeling of this incredibly powerful reiatsu that now was once again very clear to him. Moving throughout the room to the door Sargon walked through it and continued onwards seeing the incredible stair case that awaited him.

Sargon starred at the very fact that there were so many stairs and that due to his hooves proving ineffective in burning the flooring that meant that even his ability to turn everything into lava most likely would be ineffective here. That left him with very little options that would get him to the top in less then a fraction of a second. Sargon thought over it for a moment and came to the conclusion that although he was one of the strongest if not the most powerful Arrancar it would be best to save the remaining reiatsu he still had after executing so many powerful techniques in less then half an hour.

The Espada moved up the stair case leaping over multiple steps with his long legs the clang of his hooves against the steps as he reached the top after a few minutes of running. Coming upon the hallway Sargon looked down and saw the large door and began to walk towards it. He stopped though when he saw another door with the letters going through A-C. Sargon had an idea of what they must be. Most likely the best of the Quincy that served the Emperor he had already fought that one who said some name with a B. Walking up to the nearest door Sargon pushed himself into the room with the letter A on the outside to find . . . .