Post by Sensoa on May 25, 2019 17:06:38 GMT -6
Sensoa was pleased to see that Saizomaru would take the offer of leaving, after all... Sensoa wanted that man to suffer the most, and Sensoa would do just that. He would kill Saizomaru, but not after he subjugated this world to his whim and turned all that he loved to ash. Sensoa felt like his heart had been set free finally, that he was finally free from the bondage that kept him in check. He didn't care about promises, he didn't care about keeping himself in check anymore... He was finally free to do what he always wanted, to fight and conquer. As Sensoa left, he would turn to Mumbo as he spoke and the demon's smile grew as he reverted back to normal. Green flames erupting up and engulfing him a moment before revealing his true form like before.
It was clear the majin was disappointed by letting Saizomaru go, but there would be time for that yet. Sensoa turned to the tower, eyes narrowing at the mention of destroying it. It was an eye sore, but the demon would turn it into something worth a damn. Slowly he walked forward away from the tower, ignoring Mumbo for a moment before turning to face it once more. The demon's aura kicked up once more, similar to how it was just a moment ago, but with no transformation needed. He had no longer felt conflicted by his inner turmoil. He was in perfect sync with his body and mind again... His path to power was clear, his desires finally before him unlike before.
He held up his blade, flames erupting from them like a pillar into the sky. There they would grow until it parted the skies in an ominous circle, lightning being called down. The world groaned as fel magic was gathered into one place, black lightning striking the ground in a dark display of power. Sensoa felt the joy of conquest rise in his chest at the ideas of what was to come. The demon's blade sang the joyous song of power, radiating over the area with a hum like a beautiful orchestra of destruction. Then the blow was released, a giant mass of flames and lightning rushing down to greet the tower.
In an instant the tower was reduced to nothing more than ash and debris, the gushing flames racing along the ground and splitting it in two. They continued onward, not stopping even when striking the sand dunes. Soon the fissure would end and the flames would die away. If Mumbo didn't move away from the tower, he could well have been taken in by the fires themselves. When the smoke cleared however, a giant fissure would groan in agony, the earth itself weeping at the wound it had been dealt. In the fissure pulsed green light, dark magics running deep in the planets skin.
Sand poured from each side into the fissure but only to disappear into the black and flashing lights with no sign of the bottom. The world had been scarred, a permanent reminder of the destructive force of Sensoa. It may well disappear eventually, but the world would remember the deep wound he had inflicted. Soon this world would know the full force of how vile a Ghoun could be... If they thought Sensoa was bad before... They would be in for a rude awakening soon enough...
The demon stared at his work, slowly withdrawing his power and sighing heavily as he felt the burden of using such a technique. He would recover quickly, but that form had hurt him. He didn't like the idea of using it, but now that he was in perfect harmony within himself, that transformation would work well. He could feel it in the moments before the strike, he had mastered his anger and now could use it freely. He just had to stop holding it back, and let it run wild. With a cold chuckle Sensoa would turn to Mumbo and hold out his hand to point to the direction of Central City.
"I will be claiming their world by going to central city... If you would join me... then let us go now. I wish to make this world weep in despair and understand their weakness...."
Sensoa then lifted his blade before letting it disappear into the magics it was. Slowly walking a few feet before taking to the skies and heading straight for the capital... His conquest would begin there.
It was clear the majin was disappointed by letting Saizomaru go, but there would be time for that yet. Sensoa turned to the tower, eyes narrowing at the mention of destroying it. It was an eye sore, but the demon would turn it into something worth a damn. Slowly he walked forward away from the tower, ignoring Mumbo for a moment before turning to face it once more. The demon's aura kicked up once more, similar to how it was just a moment ago, but with no transformation needed. He had no longer felt conflicted by his inner turmoil. He was in perfect sync with his body and mind again... His path to power was clear, his desires finally before him unlike before.
He held up his blade, flames erupting from them like a pillar into the sky. There they would grow until it parted the skies in an ominous circle, lightning being called down. The world groaned as fel magic was gathered into one place, black lightning striking the ground in a dark display of power. Sensoa felt the joy of conquest rise in his chest at the ideas of what was to come. The demon's blade sang the joyous song of power, radiating over the area with a hum like a beautiful orchestra of destruction. Then the blow was released, a giant mass of flames and lightning rushing down to greet the tower.
In an instant the tower was reduced to nothing more than ash and debris, the gushing flames racing along the ground and splitting it in two. They continued onward, not stopping even when striking the sand dunes. Soon the fissure would end and the flames would die away. If Mumbo didn't move away from the tower, he could well have been taken in by the fires themselves. When the smoke cleared however, a giant fissure would groan in agony, the earth itself weeping at the wound it had been dealt. In the fissure pulsed green light, dark magics running deep in the planets skin.
Sand poured from each side into the fissure but only to disappear into the black and flashing lights with no sign of the bottom. The world had been scarred, a permanent reminder of the destructive force of Sensoa. It may well disappear eventually, but the world would remember the deep wound he had inflicted. Soon this world would know the full force of how vile a Ghoun could be... If they thought Sensoa was bad before... They would be in for a rude awakening soon enough...
The demon stared at his work, slowly withdrawing his power and sighing heavily as he felt the burden of using such a technique. He would recover quickly, but that form had hurt him. He didn't like the idea of using it, but now that he was in perfect harmony within himself, that transformation would work well. He could feel it in the moments before the strike, he had mastered his anger and now could use it freely. He just had to stop holding it back, and let it run wild. With a cold chuckle Sensoa would turn to Mumbo and hold out his hand to point to the direction of Central City.
"I will be claiming their world by going to central city... If you would join me... then let us go now. I wish to make this world weep in despair and understand their weakness...."
Sensoa then lifted his blade before letting it disappear into the magics it was. Slowly walking a few feet before taking to the skies and heading straight for the capital... His conquest would begin there.
PL: 2,592,000 -> 144,000
KP: 1/7 -> 1/3
Atk: [My Rage] Used to destroy the tower and turn it into a magic infested fissure.
OOC was a fun thread at the end.
!~Attempting Exit~!
KP: 1/7 -> 1/3
Atk: [My Rage] Used to destroy the tower and turn it into a magic infested fissure.
OOC was a fun thread at the end.
!~Attempting Exit~!
