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 Posted: Mon Jun 22, 2020 7:02 pm
Made of several isles, those that come to these lands know only one thing. Combat. Endless war engulf peaks both high and low. Plains surrounded by embers, encased in fury, and marred by numerous battles. To come here is to find solace in a generous death.
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Posted: Mon Jun 22, 2020 7:46 pm
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_____𝚎𝚢𝚎𝚜 𝚘𝚗 𝚏𝚒𝚛𝚎, 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚜𝚙𝚒𝚗𝚎 𝚒𝚜 𝚊𝚋𝚕𝚊𝚣𝚎
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_______𝚏𝚎𝚕𝚕𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚊𝚗𝚢 𝚏𝚘𝚎 𝚠𝚒𝚝𝚑 𝚖𝚢 𝚐𝚊𝚣𝚎
A crazy b***h, left these bodies bleeding on a cycle. God did not forsake this land. God had surrendered it, knowing there were beasts that could not be tamed.
Smoke rose, out poked a tang of iron. The dead will bleed imperial and their bones twisted like noodles. The armor of the defeated jangling like keys over a loop before it would fall off a drop joining the many more. Luzon flares bled into the battlegrounds before sharpening into slits. The gift of opportunity, in here, she will flourish the wraith decided. "...hhh.." Heat escaping her teeth from stirring excitement.
Ahead of her, the field of lambs eating each other alive. Oh, she was coming. Making sure it was a surge. Her hair forever sticking to blood. Her blade however still hungry. A series of marks still decorating her arm since the battle with Goldilocks. The first bodies to come her way will soon depart.
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Posted: Mon Jun 22, 2020 8:07 pm
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Posted: Mon Jun 22, 2020 8:14 pm
_____Off in the distance, the ocean would begin to bubble. Hollow orbs of water would break free from the large body of water just before bursting with a sizzle. Just as someone would begin to wonder just what was going on, the waters began to part and eventually break enough for a circular opening to appear. From that opening, a man would appear. His right hand would reach upward to push back his bright white hair. "Oh.." His voice would be familiar to the one female on the island. "..it's just you?" He was under the impression there would be more. There was some force pushing him to travel to this island as if there was nothing more important. The silver haired human wondered just what was driving him to come here, but never once did he think it would be a woman.
Continuing forward, each step would sizzle against the ground as the water below quickly evaporated and made way for his imprinted footsteps. The water around him struggled to fill the space he occupied, but his heat would keep it at bay. With plenty of room, he would make his way out of the ocean and completely free of the water. All at once, the waves would crash behind him, combine with the heat he left behind, and leave a steam cloud in his wake. "I thought there would be more." The man's gaze would drift across the beach as he took sight of the people who were left strewn about with no ability to continue on. Did Ahn do this? His eyes drifted to her form for a moment before dropping back down to a couple of the defeated. Doubtful. "Is this-" His words halted as he heard another. Shifting both form and sight, the white haired man would c**k an eyebrow as he watched another literally wash ashore. Returning his attention to Ahn, he would ask her a question. "You should clean up more.."
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Posted: Mon Jun 22, 2020 8:25 pm
"Status report?"
"Sir. The island is bathed in chaos, but all the top names are here. I believe every single pirate you've been looking for are among the no names."
"Good. Have the islands sanctioned off on all sides. I want it covered. No one by air. No one by sea. Anything that isn't a marine, sink it. Erased without a single trace."
"Sir and who will be engaging with you? Should I call the Cipher Pol to-"
"Engaging with me? Don't be foolish. I'll be more than enough."
In a single flash of red that draped man came phasing off the battleship in a singular rush of particle and light. At once he refocused onto the very edge of the island, listening to the sounds of war.
"The lands of swab. . A series of battles meant to find the strongest warrior and then that one warrior will have their wish granted. . "
Hold up a single necklace, golden hues stared intently to the single remnant of his mother, who'd passed long ago. Even if it meant forsaking the world, if he could see her one last time. .
"I'll bring you back. . I swear it."
He'd kill every single one of the combatants here for this and if any at all dared put up a challenge, their life would be one long since forgotten from the tomb of history itself.
Now. . It was best for him to round up the fighters quickly and what better way to do it than cause a scene?
"Beckoning of the Holyland. ."
But a single whisper, but in a flash of crimson the island he stood on was no more.
Who would meet his call?
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Posted: Mon Jun 22, 2020 8:52 pm
  The ship would arrive at the Land of Swab, and Furin would bring himself from the helm of the ship. “We’ve arrived captain. We have sights on the area. From what we can see there are already three people on the island. With the one island that was destroyed, we can only assume that battleship that destroyed was none other than your adversary.” Furin would clench his fist, knowing that he had been slowly tailing this ship. He had killed his family, his friends, and everything he had known dear on his rampage.
Furin would throw his coat to his chair and begin to walk towards the middle of the ship. “Which direction, private?”, Furin would ask one of his crewe mates. He was tired, and seeing something else being destroyed was the last straw. He couldn’t be allowed to live. The private would jolt in surprise at Furin’s readiness.
“Captain, it would be in that direction, due East captain. Though, what do you intend to do?” The private would ask the captain? Furin would get into a track stance, placing his fingers shoulder width apart on the wood of the boat. His left knee would be placed under him, and his right left slightly relaxed.
“How many yalms? What are the coordinates of their ship?”, Furin would ask the private. He would still continue to prepare himself, loosening his collar and unbuttoning his cufflinks.
“I’d say about 300 yalms out Captain. About 347.54 by 443.34. But why?! What do you intend to do?!, the private would now be screaming. His eyes closed, arms clenched to his side, and sweat dripping from his brow.
“This ends now… Enka! KILO KILO NO…, Furin would begin to yell as he would assume a tense track stance.
“BOLT!”, would be the last thing Furin would say before the weight of his body would be that of a nanofeather and he would force all of his strength into a Soru, leaping through the sky towards Enka’s ship. Soaring through the air and hurdling towards the ship at blinding speeds, he would begin turning his body at high speeds and his entire body would be lit ablaze in a fire of burning rage for his dead kin.
“KILO KILO NO… GIGA METEOR!, Furin would scream as he would increase his weight by a gigaton, and he would spin himself to grant even more momentum, and he would deliver a kick that would, if not killed Enka, would send him hurdling towards the island through his ship and through rock and terrain. His ship would be crashed through at an angle that would take Furin at the base of the Land of Swab, his body still seething with the burning hate for the murder of his people. HIs power had gone unchecked for far too long, and Furin was ready to end it all here. The ship would explode behind Furin, ready to claim the life of his folly.
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Posted: Mon Jun 22, 2020 8:57 pm
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Posted: Mon Jun 22, 2020 9:25 pm
There was a flash, only for a moment as he waited among the rubble.
Out the corner of his eye, awaiting any fighter with arms laid firmly in his pockets, did that sworn hero of justice sit keen to acknowledge this newly found warrior. Amid that blow would be the first test between them. Was this even good enough to be called a challenge? Could this new contestant even have the right to be called a warm up? Well.
Let's see.
Furin would find his fist had hit its mark. Enka face turning to the side as the blow sent him flying several hundred feet off into the distance, smashing into debris, metal and rock alike. Explosive power indeed, but not quite enough.
From the hole he rose to stand with a bland expression, blood trickling from the side of his mouth -- the bruise a mark and testament of his opponents strength.
"Funny. You said my name when you attacked. . We've met?"
Pleasantly strolling from the wreckage of his former ship, the commander said little else while dusting himself off. Eyes cold, lifeless, staring towards Furin with a fruitless gaze. Whatever he might get from this fight, was lost to the man before him. Friends? Family? He cared not for it. He didn't believe they mattered. For him, they didn't exist. All that was left, was this.
His will to fight.
"If you want to kill me. . Me? Then strike with much more tenacity. I barely even felt it."
In a flash, it was like he was there, then he wasn't. A red blur of energy, light, and power, ending abruptly in front of Furin with a palm outstretched, body low, and force amplified by the movement.
"Welcome To The Holyland."
Encompassing that same palm was psionic flaming red energy bursting with light, aiming to blast Furin miles away. He'd heard his call and now, how would he answer back?
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Posted: Mon Jun 22, 2020 9:52 pm
Furin, seeing his enemy stand about the wreckage of the ship was telling. He knew that the one kick to the face wouldn’t take down a superpower such as Enka. The flames would still writhe about his body, fluttering with the wind. The bruise and blood that would drop from Enka’s mouth would make Furin boil a bit inside.
“Come at me Enka! I’ve no time to wa-”, before he could finish his statement, Furin would see a crimson palm before him. The speed at which was fascinating, and something Furin never had to face before. In a slow motion moment, Furin would look down and attempt to put his hands up. Though, Enka would land an explosive blow that would send Furin miles into the sky.
The flames wrapped around Furin would fly upward as it would look like a comet was sent into the sky. Furin, getting his mind back after being hit so hard would show a sign of blood coming from his mouth as well, with burns on the left side of his face and neck. “It would seem he’s stronger than I thought. FINE THEN. KILO KILO NO… NANO!”, Furin would say as, once again, his body’s weight would shift to that of a nanobit. This would cause the power that caused him to fly upwards to cause him to fly even higher upwards of about 100 miles.
This would send him hurdling into the very orbit of space itself, landing upside down onto an asteroid. Looking about, Furin would gain his footing and look about while holding his breath. He had to work fast before he was to pass out. He would stuff his right leg knee deep into the asteroid by stomping into it, not to break the integrity of the asteroid. Then, he would utter the words, “...Kilo kilo no Gigaton.” With that, his weight would rapidly shift from a nanospec to a gigaton, causing the asteroid to begin hurtling towards the island. With this, he would begin to spin his body vertically downwards, hoping to crash this meteor 100 miles from space into the area where he was sent flying into Enka. The weight of this would at least take a chunk out of the island, and Enka with it. KILO KILO NO… ATLAS IMPACT!, Furin would scream as he would spin with the force of a gigaton reinforced with a leg inside of a asteroid.
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Posted: Mon Jun 22, 2020 10:23 pm
Hm. . He'd hit him?
Staring up to the sky with hands in his pockets, Enka watched with squinted eye and furrowed brow. Of course, he'd expected to send him flying, but. . to this degree?
"Perhaps he wasn't strong enough to take the blow after all. Tch. What a let down."
In the moment he nodded to that ideal, turning to walk away with a few more thoughts. With his ship destroyed he'd have to call in another from the Holyland and now, seeing that there were some fighters here able to withstand his blow, he'd possibly need to erase things faster than before. Even so, this poised little to no. . Little. . to no. . What?
What was this shadow?
What was that smell? Fire? Rock?
Stopping, turning on heel then pivot, his head turned up once again to see something he didn't think possible. Was that. . a rock hurtling down from space? And did he hear some kind of yell?
KILO KILO NO… ATLAS IMPACT!
"Oh. Looks like he survived after all. Very well."
Now this was a different kind of challenge he was rare to see, but a challenge nonetheless was still just that. A challenge. After finding his footing, going down to a knee, he jolted up, exploding from the ground in mass of light and clearing the distance a speeds unheard of. Through the meteor he went, careening and crackling the boulder to completely split the monstrosity of rock in two, only to come from the later halve.
Its spin would be halted and as the two pieces fell, slowly tumbling from one another, Enka smirked as he found his opponent among the flaming bedrock and heated debris. Standing a few feet away with that same cocky air of superiority, his hand came outstretched to Furin.
"Come. If time passes I'm afraid I'll surpass you, marine-kun. Hahaha."
An aura, blazed with red ignited to beckon Furin with an eyebrow raised. He'd welcome him even further into the Holyland
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Posted: Mon Jun 22, 2020 10:49 pm
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Posted: Mon Jun 22, 2020 11:57 pm
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_____𝚎𝚢𝚎𝚜 𝚘𝚗 𝚏𝚒𝚛𝚎, 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚜𝚙𝚒𝚗𝚎 𝚒𝚜 𝚊𝚋𝚕𝚊𝚣𝚎
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Rapture. Beside him, the Fiji maiden would be standing in the shore. Scarlet lifting off her ankles as she would wade the waters. Her hair whispering in the breeze before they'd settle and he'd see the shadowed face. Looking upon the boy. This lamb didn't appear to cry, he was calm. For a moment there was no screaming or shouting. The spray of demons met a ceasefire. 'Yeesh, I'd hate to meet the one who did this.' "I would too." In that moment, the air around them would get hotter. Her head turning to the direction of the fallen sun.
Steam would fill the torrents. The ocean becoming a veil of vapor instead as the arrival of a past adversary would would signal her senses. Her feet now on the scorching sands. Her eyes narrowing from the air getting warmer. Raising her blade in his direction.
"Adrian." Rare, that she would ever say a name twice. It didn't come from a place of killing, surprisingly. Shrike pools shined like a beacon with an itch to fit. Ahh yes. Their fight had never finished since Marines had more or less apprehended them. He didn't appear to change much. A spark would signal in the air before an impending blast radius should swallow them.
A downward swing of her blade and the island would split. The air halted like wires. The rupture of the tectonic shift would split them off from it, perhaps allowing a mountain to be engulfed by the blast instead while their shores remained bare.
The rapport buzz of a prize likely to bring more buzzards here. She didn't care too much about the flies that flitted over new meat. They always come for the dead in the end. After ends were dealt with here, she'd likely scour for more beasts. For now. A wide horizontal cut would be sent in his direction to start this off. The type to cut through trees like butter. Ahn's blade, Her, would hum with an odd energy about it.
If by cleaning up, he'd mean his remains, then indeed. Her eyes drawing low with certainty.
"I'll clean up after you."
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Posted: Tue Jun 23, 2020 1:54 am
A quick whistle of slight amazement would escape his lips as he watched Ahn split the island in two with nothing but a simple swing. Despite the many times he had been through this scenario, it had been ages since he had been able to fight against this woman. 'Is this the one where we got arrested?' Probably. If that was the case.. "You've changed in the time that we've been apart." It was then that he horizontal strike would push a strong gust of wind towards him. While his surroundings would be cut straight through, Adrian just carried on like normal. The young man would c**k his head to the side before peering around at her destruction. An eyebrow raised in confusion before he would return his gaze towards the woman. "I guess you don't know huh?" His arms would raise as he shrugged and pushed his palms upward. "What can you do I guess.." His left hand would point at the sword she had just swung at him. "I hope you didn't like that one too much." Regardless of it's make and cutting power, any metal trying to cut through Adrian's heat would find itself melted with ease. Her blade would be the one broken in two as the white haired male just stood there confounded.
"This won't be like the last time. Just like you, I'm a whole new man. Just getting close to me is pretty dangerous." He spoke in the most matter of fact tone he could muster up. His feet took him forward slowly, simultaneously closing the distance between the two and also allowing her to literally feel what he meant. The heat that radiated off of Adrian was no joke. With each step closer, the temperature would rise for Ahn. While it may have been a nuisance a second ago, it quickly went to levels akin to a sauna before aiming to venture into volcanic territories. Even the ground below the male would begin to melt and leave thin plumes of smoke in his wake. "There's a lot for you to learn about me so.." With his heat increasing, so would his physical being. His once bronze skin would shift into darker territories before eventually coming to a near abyssal like black. The Twin wolf tattoos, as well as his eyes, would be the only forms of color left to him. In the midst of all that darkness lay bright hues of crimson. His mouth opened to continue his sentence, but with all the heat his voice would be distort to an almost demonic nature. "..try not to die too quick.."
With those words, he would leap forward. His heat traveled with him as if competing in a race. Adrian's form would be the first thing upon the woman known as Ahn. Left hand reached forward to grab hold of her weapon and, if successful, immediately melt it down into nothing. His right hand would thrust forward towards the woman's face, aiming not to melt her as he would the weapon, but only to sear her like you would cattle. The force of his punch would still send her backward a little, but it would be a shame if she died to quickly. Regardless if any of those action were completed as he wanted, the heat that he had speed away from would finally catch up. All at once, it was as if the weight of the world would be on the woman's shoulders. It should be hard to breath and she would literally begin to feel herself drying out.
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Posted: Tue Jun 23, 2020 10:06 am
Weak.
He didn't have to think. That was for those not versed in combat. Who hadn't seen battle after battle or war after war and lived to see the next. Breaking the rock to hide among the rubble? Something he'd seen a million times over.
"Stop this child's play! I didn't come for senseless games!"
Immediately leaping off his own chunk of rock, fingers spread out before lighting aflame momentarily with that same blazing light Furin was used to seeing. Several streams cycled the edges of his hands as he pulled down, then up, sending wave after wave of concentrated energy to careen through the air, turning the projectiles his opponent had sent into nothing more than pebbles. But that wasn't the only front he'd protected himself on.
No rocks meant nothing to bounce off of and nothing to bounce off of meant his speed had been slowed, albeit, at least by a marginal difference. Enough for Enka to keep track of his motions and, to add icing on the cake.
"I can see. . You're not fast enough, marine-kun."
Like in slow motion, each kick rained down and was met with a resounding, compounded arm of red, blocking and smacking it away almost simultaneously. Standing atop a more so broken than the rest breach of dirt and rock, Enka positioned himself as the kicks came off, smacking into arm like thunder motioning through the sky! Blow after blow called as they came closer to hitting the ground; all the while Enka continuing to play the defensive to test his opponent just a little more. How far could he go with this kind of power? What more could he do? He wanted to see it all!
With Furin's final kick, Enka grasped hold of the outstretched leg to suddenly spin him towards the opposite, an attempted slam into the comet as the duo finally came closer to the ground below. Eyes peering down, just as cold as they were when they started.
"Parade of the Holyland."
Betwixt two fingers sat a concentrated orb of light, slowly floating down to Furin as Enka kept him tight in place. It grew larger by the second, before attempting to engulf the duo with a mighty explosion and blazing energy.
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Posted: Tue Jun 23, 2020 10:38 am
  It would seem that Enka had more than met the eye. Using projectiles, he would destroy many of the comet’s which wouldn’t give Furin an easy path to him. However, it wasn’t a ploy just to get an attack in. Such a simple move would be akin to an amateur. This was a ploy to get in, because only then could he use the full brunt of his fruit.
His kicks were deflected away, much to Furin’s dismay. More than likely due to the fact that he had a slower time getting up to Enka due to the lack of rocks. It gave him time to prepare his defenses. “Quicker than I thought Enka. Too bad this is going to be the end for us both.”
With the final kick of his assault Enka would grab Furin by the haki imbued leg and throw him down the meteor. Rolling a bit and bouncing off of the meteor, Furin would grab the meteor to pad his descent and gain footing. Looking up the meteor towards Enka, Furin would notice a crimson orb forming between his fingers. It would grow larger with each passing second, giving notice to the coming destruction to the platform that they were on.
Furin knew that this wasn’t the time to take anything lightly. “Enka if you think I’d run from something like this, then you’re wrong. I have no intentions of dodging.”, Furin would yell amongst the chaos with his fingers dug into the meteor. With that said, he would increase his weight now by a gigaton, which would drag the meteor at a much faster acceleration. Though that wouldn’t be his only ploy. He would run towards Enka head on, taking on the brunt of the explosion of this crimson light technique while grabbing towards Enka’s waist with haki-imbued arms. The explosion would go off head on, but Furin would utilize the weight of his devil fruit to allow the explosion to not send him flying off of the meteor, and keeping him rooted while he charged forward. Though he would suffer ripped clothing and many burns and bruises from taking the attack head on like that, but it was necessary.
Whilst aiming to grab Enka by the waist, Furin would hold tightly as he would leap off of the meteor, looking to the ground about fifty miles below. The meteor left to descend on whatever unfortunate island the wind decided to carry it to. Furin and Enka would come to a point where the very wind of moving at the force of a gigaton towards the planet’s isle’s would cause their faces and clothing to distort. A flaming wreath would shroud them as Furin now attempted to have Enka overhead, grasping on. Attempting to powerbomb him down onto the isle of origin with the very G-forces combined with the weight of a gigaton, giving Enka the very power which he so desired. All just before impact, Furin would attempt to slam Enka into the grounds below, screaming, “Have this Enka! KILO KILO NO…. ATLAS BOMB!” This very technique would devastate the grounds below. Leaving but a fragmented isle for their battle to continue.
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