<-Immovable Object vs Unstoppable Force->

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The sea of Aeyr had never been so violated, two beings exist capable of placing boot soles upon it's liquid forefronts. Their heels rip up the water, throwing mists of baby blue into the sky, while treading on the azure surface. These two magnificent creations, are up against gravity's force but down with spilling each other's blood. Both have that look, that look of aching to present gore in this battle, therefore all the stops haven't been pulled out, there is still much more to come.

 So far, neither one has inflicted enough pain upon the other to create such an atmosphere. They're just standing yards away from each other and both of them seem confident in their abilities they've yet to reveal. Only combos with mystical swords have been dealt and small extensions of the limbs to counter the other's advance made the suspense even more exhilarating. Now this battle was about to begin..

[Distortion]
"Now...why would you think running to a mass of water...would stop me from summoning my fire?"

Is this guy insane? He's been acting like he's the only one with extraordinary powers, come on Jae, what the fuck else have you learned, this is starting to piss me off. Making me think he's not even the one I'm looking to fry, but the Prince said he'd be here in this dimension. Frying him won't even make happy until I've seen him beg for mercy at the hands of the Archfiend.

[Legacy]
"Bitch! I didn't know you could summon Black Flame..."

I didn't understand quite exactly what this man meant, but if he could use Black Flame then he must be apart of my past. When I go to attack him, he acts as if what I do is scripted, everything I threw at him with WildSpectre was countered. This is beginning to seem like I'm fight against myself, I want to summon Black Flame but I know his will be the same and so far what he has is slightly better then my own so I'm at risk here...what should I do..?

[Distortion]
"We've fought before! You tried to pull the same shit!!"

So his memory is shattered, seems that necroplasma bolt was stronger than it looked. If that could floor him. Wait no, Jae was trying to protect that weakling Excel after he dared attacked the Prince. If only I had been there before the Prince had to deal with Excel, I could've stopped Jae from reaching him and we would've had one less Pyroclasm to worry about. I have only Miasma to thank for that...the coward..

[Legacy whispering]
"We've fought....?"

Again he blows my mind to the point where I want to remember what had happened in my past. I want to know what exactly happened and why it happened, I don't like this feeling, I never asked for enemies, I never asked to be put in this situation, why am I here!?

[Distortion laughing]
"Did I knock a few screws loose? Oh come on...and you're supposed to be his son?"

Oh, I think I hit a emotional string, he looks like he's ready to do some damage. Pity, he doesn't know the gap between our powers, been holding back on him since we started. I love to play with my pray.

[Legacy enraged]
"His son!!!!?"

This is the third time Black Flame has risen with my emotions, it spirals around me before it spreads onto the water below me. It remains underneath me for I can not afford to lose my ground, I've yet to master the glide but in order to stand over this mass of water without evaporating it, I need to use it.  Alright...channel the Black Flames into my left hand..and present my waypoint to teleport. Just a few inches northeast of him..for great impact..
 

[Rei]

A violation. The sea twisted in torment. Latent magics poured from each soul. With each struggle the sea seem to get torn even more. What a stain, this scene would meet his eyes only with disgust. The dark purple eyes seemed alway black at time. He was never one to just stand around and watch. The armor clad knight would move to find the silence which gave this sea it's tranquility. The deep crimson color of the armor pierced through the calming blue sea as he approached the conflicted ground. With each step the desolate sea water rippled as he drew closer the surface water would start to show a never ending disruption.

"Your both being ridiculous. Your fight will only bring suffering."
"Can't you see, your blades. Such power, such magic."

Rei reach back flicking a clip on the scabbard on his back, it was made of a black scale-like material, rubies were placed in a design depicting the land being torn in two. People like this alway tend to get carried away by their anger. He put his chances on them turning back around on him.

"You have no harmony, if the blacksmith saw this. I think, he would cry, the blades sure are..."

"And before you go any farther, if you plan to do that I hope you plan on eating a lot of fish tonight." Was said joking around.

These two would only seem like children arguing to him, he didn't know their past. Nor did he really care. Watching it all was more painful then experiencing it. It made him sad to see such grand sword being torn a part by each other, all the wasted possibilities. With a sigh he would only debate within his own head. Such masterful pieces. What were the gods just trying to tempt him on this day. Either way he looked at it. He wasn't about going to let these two destroy the wonderful serenity because of there complete disregard for everything around them. He would see it stopped before the blades themselves became as tainted as the sea which raged beneath his feet.   

   

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Their battle was destined and awaiting to be written within the book of history. This brave young hero who've made his appearance on the scene of this historical battle would indeed have this moment be engraved on his tombstone. The casket was far from being fetched for either one of the three. This new addition was not something that has come to help either side, but to stop their flames from cascading over the land.

[Legacy]
"......."

Legacy's sharp eyes had captured the knight, crumbled him into a ball, and flung him in another direction. If it weren't for this new presence he would've had the advantage in this battle, his specialty had always been in one on one combat but now, a free for all, no he wouldn't have it; But he's not in control. Which one of them would pose a greater threat, he was unsure, but he kept his sights on his first target hoping to end this in one blow.

[Distortion]
"Is this guy shitting me? You're just going to come out here with your little red riding hood armor on and pretend like you can st-"

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I knew the second I teleported, he wouldn't be quick enough to stop my flames from pulling him in. But I didn't expect him to be so quick with manipulating the flames and keeping them off of us both, his abilities are far superior then my own so I'll have to take risks now. Hopefully the crimson knight will be on my side, I don't want to harm anyone who doesn't deserve it.

"Ugh!!!"

Just like I thought, Jae was trying to finish me with one swing. I can see every possible opening and closing to his attack, my blade never looked so stunning against his own, the sparks fly across my face and the black flames wrap around my wrist to engulf my body into his aura. As we stand surrounded by the sickest flames to ever rise from Hades's pit, we must look like a heaping ball of fire from the outside. I feel beyond excited about this, given the second chance to take away everything he's ever cherished. Everytime I looked into Jae's eyes, I see a man who's no longer a boy anymore, he's never looked so focused. I never thought I'd ever seen him so focused on one thing his entire life. Ah but now I know what this is, I can see it in his eyes, he was trying to save this man at the cost of his own life. Oh how admirable...and oh how....foolish.

"Illuminati..."

And here I thought, I could hold him off. I acted too quickly, trying to get a cheap shot in, damnit that's not the way! The temperature is increasing with every breath I take, I know I can't overpower him but...what else could I do? There are no questions needed to be answered, it's all rhetorical...I know...I know I acted foolishly..I can feel my body beginning to sweat, I need to break free from him. Find a way point....find a safe waypoint!! Damnit! Pull it together and focus! befo-

[Rei]

This figured. They ignored him, and now he was irradiated. If they wished for a sea to run red it could be done, even more he walking on his opposite element, it all seemed very foolish. Rei decided it was time to force them to pay attention. Maybe a wave would make for a nice surprise. Maybe I'll get lucky and one of them will get sucked under. Moving now his right hand rising pulling the blade from the scabbard, at first glance it appeared to look like a rusty piece of junk that he pulled out of a pile somewhere, it had the spade of a bigger sword with a wider blade, and a single edge. The main part of the blade was filled with gears and gems all built to work as one, it had some kind of small container incorporated with the design. One closer look could tell you it was an ancient piece of tech. Rei place the blade straight up and place his left hand on the edge and cut into an unarmored part on the underside of his hand. The blood run down the blade and into the technology, as each gear and gem reacted to the blood pouring through it began to come alive, most of the blood pooled into the container as the sword had began to generate a magical current changing the blade appearance to look like new, it was completely colored red and was glowing the release shock of the current feeding through it would be more then enough as he dropped the tip of the blade into the water and released the start up current from the blade using a shock wave effect to create a few massive waves which would attempt to drag anything on the surface under. Either way this was meant to throw both side off-balance and forcing them not to look the other way. A red curse marking would also appear forming it's starting seal on the palm of Rei left hand.

" Ready to listen yet "

What the 2 of them had been doing in the meantime would overall not matter to him, heck they could be 2 feet a part stabbing each other to death for all he knew when the waves started to launch upwards, it would easily douse any flames to a piping hot steam with no problems at all, but who knows if its against something unnatural like what he was using. In this situation it would prove to be stupid to attempt to rush them at all right now, for now he'd need to create an opening or wait for one. 

[Daemier God]

Another force would be around, though making no move to interject or join in the conversation. Hell his feet were in the water as he sat upon a dock farther away. A wide brimmed hat was placed upon his face, as he leaned back in relxation. The whole world seemed to explode from the fighting and will coming together. But he was like a mountain in the gale, unmoved yet surely wet. His leather tunic sported sleeves with small belt like connectors. The buckles unrusting in make, a steel found on his own home territory. His breeches were more pants like in fashion, but with no zipper, again a buckle system for waist and legs. Yawning his mouth would part, fangs showing in the expression of boredom.

There he sat, unmoved to join the three upon the vast sea plane. But soon, he would streach and rise. " Can't sleep with that racket. Come now, settle down." Beside him an asian girl, young in age would sit. Her kimono blue in color, and she too held an ageless look. " Father leave them alone, I was watching."

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As the mysterious forces collide, one seeks to alienate the two, while the others decide to peel back their lids and watch isolated from the action. In just a flash the two men that clashed blades were encased in an orb of unnatural fire. The waves of water that were issued to exhaust those flames were turned to steam, this steam was thick enough to conceal the action that took place in this event's epicenter.

But through the entire madness of being incapable of managing the situation, Distortion's laughter broke the wall of comfort when the collision of metal was produced to the participating crowd. An sudden vehement outburst overthrowing the previous sound, manipulated vibrations and sent them throughout the entire land. If one was to calculate where the orb of fire may have been, they'd know that it'd been disrupted by the absence of it's luminous light.

At the top, where the steam seemed to have lightened, a tornado of fire would birth an red coated white haired organism. The male's clothing was blazing with the engine red flames almost making him unrecognizable, the damage accumulated represents the spell of Fira in which some intermediate wizards use. As he rises above the steam's final visibility level as the ragdoll that has been purposely set fire to by a mentally disturbed child, the embers begun to show beneath his cloth. Something wasn't right with the smell of the roast or the way it burned, but as he came crashing down upon the docks nothing on this man's body was burned but the smoke that rose off of him presented that he was still too hot to lay hands on.

The steam was beginning to loosen it's grasp of life, but before it could even be considered completely gone, another organism is born. This one escapes from the steam in an unnatural fashion, his entire body is outlined in fire engine red as the interior of the body is in a combination of red and orange with a somewhat 10% transparent body. Further examination by the trained eye of the organism and it seemed like it's body contained high velocity fragments, bound to do something. This being seemed far too anxious to rush the knight, he seemed nearly suicidal about the way he moved. Didn't seem like the way a real warrior would attack an unexamined opponent.

As the steam withdrew from the presence of battle, there stood the same man whom assaulted the one on the docks. His finger pointed at the back of the clone but if the clone was not there, he'd be pointing at Rei where the clone was wildly motioning. As the organism drew nearer to the knight, the fingers of this man would spread, for an open palm tease.

[Rei]

So far, all result had done just as he had wanted, and it seemed he was finally getting some attention. But what was with this attempt. Fire all over the place now a clone of fire, like he was letting that thing get anywhere near. As the clone charged and gear once again moved, the bloody seemed to glow burning away into raw magical energy, he would flip the blade in his hand dropping it even deeper into the water, the energy mixing and fusing the water around the frontal area thrashed around in unrest. The clone was then meet the mark and move into range. This time the energy was focused on the blades edge as he lifted blade slashing outwards a red energy blade would release dragging the infused water along the edge of the bloody fang which had been bared at the clone, chances were there was a lot more steam coming but staying within the afflicted would have negative effects for all sides. The blade would proceed well past the clone and into the steam unless some unseen effect of the clone came into play to halt it's momentum at full speed, if the energy molecules became unstable it would react violently and explode. He had no reason to hold back his sword here, no one uninvolved would become dragged in easily, nor did he have to worry about tearing apart the land either.

The curse marking would now consume both of his hands and move up onto the forearms. Which would happen first, would the conflict end, or would he become consumed by the sword.

[Daemier God]

Feeling  presence shift their way, the man would smirk. Lips curled in the lightest of ways. His daughter would move back and take her seat upon a cliffside. Meanwhile in a fluid motion, much like the waves crashing, he would stand and hold a hand out. The hand was but a mere extension of wills to stop the water. Twisting it to curl back upon itself, and then frozen. Making the form of a surfers dream ride, and his own little halfpipe. Boots appeared upon naked feet, as he strode out watching the steam rise not far away. Watching the transformed creature, as a hawk would watch another in its territory. His smirk fell as he slid from his curled wave, water again flowing under the power of his blade.

Xcerithi - blade of the sea dragon. And a personal item he had taken from the beast aswell, when he had been hunting. The huntsman smiled widely, as he walked to the edge, and then down upon the waters surface himself. Chakra in his feet made him walk on water as he speed towards this monster that came close to his domain. The katana ready to be used as he came onward.

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According to how the events were playing out. The one that sought to isolate the fighters Distortion and Legacy had played his part in doing so. Distortion set his sights on the cursed warrior as Legacy was thrown to new heights to be placed up against a new foe. A fine fight this would become.

Distortion knew about his limits and what he has to have in order to destroy Legacy at his peak, he wouldn't waste too much energy on an outsider, so a deathblow wouldn't be dealt. To immobilize him he'd need to do a few things with his ability to manipulate black flames. Knowing that the black flames could tread on water and even increase it's temperature, he'd have to be careful with how he uses such a source. Telekinetic abilities were still available but that energy to manipulate them were being used to block any interference from outside telepaths that may enter this battle. His sword was something he'd only wanted covered in his target's entrails, this man he was facing was not the real target but his antics, if any trickier, could make him one.

The way the red energy blade sprung out from the blade, would be an enjoyable experience that would increase Distortion's knowledge about this enemy. The clone was to meet it's end here during the explosion from such a uncharged attack, that wouldn't stop Distortion's plans, because that Black Flame was now widespread. Illuminati was the name of such an attack, it was given it's name over the way Black Flames were exposed, overcoming everything in it's path as the ultimate weapon next to White fire, it was hidden for so many years that the art was being held by an organization called the Illuminati. Just by saying such a name it is known that this power is top notch. The clone was meant to deceive and if given the chance explode upon impact with the warrior, when this was done the Black Flames would spread like frag grenade shrapnel, the flames themselves were from the battle in the center of the fading steam, therefore the combined strength of both Distortion and Legacy would be halved, for if both energies were inside of the clone the entire sea would be at risk. Black Flames land upon the surface of the water and spread wildly through the sky towards the Cursed Warrior, best bet was to just run as far away as possible if that last trick is all that he has.

They would learn to fear the Black Flames, any organism that hasn't seen it's effect would learn to fear it and the producer, for even such a warm hearted producer such as Legacy had been outcast for using such an art.

Legacy had awoken on the docks to the explosions that had occurred during his unconsciousness. During his unconscious period, he'd traveled alongside his wife to different territories shaking hands with nearly every leader, when he'd made it back to his home he'd found it burned down with his childhood friend clinging to Legacy's own son, when the source of what had burned the house down was Black Flame, he underwent a transformation, he vowed to never use Black Flame again.

Legacy's entire body had felt like thirty tons were sit upon it but that's the effect of forcefully shutting down has upon any organism. He'd figured he'd been thrown a good mile away from the action after that blast he'd safepointed away from, he remembered using WildSpectre to thwart a decent amount of pain from Distortion's attack, therefore causing it to retreat from his hand. His hands pressed against the silver boards of the docks, he slowly rose to the feet he was born to place weight upon.  The feeling of someone approaching his location never left his thoughts. That very same feeling is what drove him to think about summoning WildSpectre back into his right hand. He couldn't believe himself for doing such as thing as turning to face another opponent other then the one he'd been trying to stop, his right index pointed outwards at the pursuing man, he would've simply let sapphire eyes speak out but the way the katana was prepared, he'd known that honoring a decision could not be helped.

WildSpectre was designed to be held through the power of Black Flames, it basically told his opponents that the use of Black Flames was going to be his main source. It is a very powerful weapon only wielded by Legacy for his gloved hand had a marking around it that is made to contact another dimension for the sword. Without it, Legacy would have to rely on his basic combat skills he'd learned before he'd learned how to use WildSpectre, that goes for casting black magic, energy projectiles, natural strength, and some telekinesis. If he must, his ability to recover instantaneously from nearly any wound would count for his learning. He was prepared to face a real opponent without a blade for the third time in his life. Purple flames would begin to spread across his right hand rather then the black, it's way of motion was different then black, it was all like smoke. When Legacy moved his right hand in any direction, even as he ran to the end of the docks to toss it into the other hand, a trail of purple energy would act as a tail. He's engulfed his hands with energy, explosive energy from history's books, one of the seven energy manipulations he'd learned he was capable of using. 

[Rei]

       This was it. His love for flames got him no where. Rei was just growing irritated with these long range games. Shall we see how much he likes his own flaming creation. The power flew of the weapon was much greater this time, the energy follow increasing rapidly 10% charge. A red gem core sitting at the base of the blade design began releasing the crimson energy would in a thread-like form, twisting and sewing into the water gather itself into a shield-like ball around himself it would expand and grow slowly twisting faster and faster creating massive swells of water creating a wave-like wall cradling all the flames into it, he would release the spell the threads would lash fling violently apart. Everything would fly outwards pushing everything away. The water would swell sweeping outwards consuming everything in it's path, the aftermath would now become visible as the thread would materialize to a simple energy blade creating a massive net being shoot outwards with momentum similar to tightly wrapping a rubber band around something and it then sudden snapped under the tension. Rei would use a fine grid to dicing everything into tiny pieces, the water, the flames and anything else with the momentum range of about 200 feet around, it's power weakened as it's distance extended. Even the flames in the sky would be diced to tiny pieces, and look like small embers of ash raining from the sky like a volcano had just erupted. As the attack expelled all the empty space from the water meniscus level would rush in refilling violently.

"You can burn this world to the ground, and I'll still be standing here if that's your only card."

[Daemier God]

 The huntsman moved through the flames, he had dealt with black flames before. The Lord of his lands used them to travel, attack, and so much more. These were different, it took not senseing them to see this. But all the same, he used the water and their spreading upon them as his way. Rolling the waves of both like oil burning on water, using it to snuff itself out, by denying it both oxygen and presence. His mind sought out, seeking a travelling soul within the large water, calling it by its given name, the seas name for it. A large shell that protected its scaled body, shone as it rose admist the maelstrom. Surfacing and letting its great presence be known.

Large head would come forth, as quick as lightning, belaying what many know about such a creature. The dragon turtle, would snap its sharp maw out at the fighting entity he had approached, and been called to attack. The katana, seemed to leak the essence of water, the very lore that built the planets own water. And would perch upon his hand, ready to strike out like the turtle, if he felt danger.

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The sad outcome was that each character was left wondering what the hell had just happened. Both Distortion and Legacy had disappeared once an energy source was activated during the battle.

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