The War of Worlds

The RP Page for the Phoenix War Arc.

Doom Arrives
In one of the MPD Security facilities, a security station is maintaining surveillance of the Gates. Every thirty minutes a check is done to validate the safety of the Gates and the areas around them. Everything has been continuing as normal until...

"Alert, massive fluctuations typical of a large host moving into the Gates has been detected. Recommended Action: Send an Alert to all Agencies and the Government. Repeat. Massive fluctuations typical of a large host moving into the Gates has been detected. Level Five Threat."

"Someone call the President! This one his huge!"

The overseer of the station begins to phone the President on the emergency line.

The President: *picks up* Yes...

"Sir, we're picking up a Level Five event in the Gates! We think something big is trying to get through!"

The President: *takes a deep breath and sighs* Alright...I'll alert the other Agencies.

"We've already sent an automated alert signal. Should we make a national alert or regional?"

The President: Yes, send a national alert immediately. It's that time...

All across the nation, sirens begin to blare, with the following message:

"Alert, Level Five Threat Detected From the Gates. High Level Threat From Fantasy Detected. Repeat. Level Five Threat Detected From the Gates. Seek Shelter immediately. All Agencies prepare for a possible national emergency."

Everyone across the nation hurry to get to whatever shelter is available while the Agencies begin to get their equipment together for what comes at them.

The security station continues to monitor the situation, but another alert catches their attention.

"Detecting a gigantic anomaly above Arizona! The spacial disturbance is bigger than a whole fucking city! What the hell is this?!"

"Mr. President, there's sensor readings of a huge disturbance above Arizona bigger than a city!"

The President: Leave it to the Administrator...He's already there...

"...Sir, I don't... ...What is that thing...?" Something like dread and awe comes across the phone.

The President: What is it now? Is it them?

"...Sir, what looks like a flying fortress just dropped in over Arizona. It's... ...it's huge! Bigger than New York City at least!"

The President: *rubs his temple* This cannot be happening...Today of all days...Then you know what to do. Have everyone prepare and stand by.

"...You've got to be kidding me! President, order an evacuation of the capital! It seems to be firing at your location!"

The President: *is alarmed* What?!

"It's a high level energy pulse being charged by some sort of weapon! We're scrambling fighters to try and do something about it, but I don't think it'll be enough! Sending a request to the main branch for authorization for an orbital drop bombardment!"

The President: *gets up and leaves the office with his bodyguards*

''As The President is making way out of the White House he tells everyone else to evacuate quickly. Everyone scrambles and hurries to make it out of the building.''

In the horizon, a staticy white light seems to be barreling in their direction.

The President: Qucikly, everyone get out! We have to move!

''Everyone makes it outside including the President. everyone continues to run across the Capital Yard as fast as they can.''

As the President makes it past the lawn, suddenly a huge white static blasts everything behind him, throwing him forward and slamming him into a far building.

Looking back, he can see no sign of the staff, or the capital building itself, all that's left is an ominous void.

He goes to stand, but falls down, realizing one of his legs was destroyed in the blast.

The President: *groans in pain* All of it...All of them...Are gone... *tries to get up again but falls.* Gah! *pants* H-hello?!... Anybody?!...*begins to crawl*

A sonic boom overhead can be heard, as off in the distance, a large military style fighter jet seems to be screaming toward the site of the incident, eventually slowing down and landing nearby, and its dropdown ramp opens up, MPD officers in riot gear pour out and grab ahold of him.

"He's wounded! Get him to headquarters!" The officers begin carrying him to the plane.

The President: *continues to groan in pain*

They bandage his leg up, giving him painkillers as they board the plane. Upon securing him, the plan takes off.

The President: Quick! You must alert...The public...They need to know...

"Already transmitting an alert to get everyone into shelters."

The President: *continues to pant* Please, deliver us...

The plane eventually lands at the MPD headquarters, where a huge platoon of armored guards stand in a line to the bunker.

The President: Bring me, Isaac...Bring him here to me...

"Your safety is our priority sir. He's at the bunker already."

The President: Then you know what to tell him.

"You can tell him when you get there." They begin escorting the President to the bunker.

The President: *grumbles and groans*

After a while they reach the central chamber of the bunker, with the full roster of Directors present, Issac at the center of them, all seated.

The President: Isaac, I need you to send your personnel and search for Judah. Once you've found him, bring him to this bunker...If he's alive that is...

"...Judah...?" Issac says slowly.

The President: That man with blue-blocker goggles and has a stroke. He walks with a cane...Has a goatee. One of your fincial contributers.

Issac rubs his eyes. "Oh... right... ...forgive me, I'm tired." He types some commands on a keyboard.

"The order has been sent."

The President: Well, I'm tired and broken, but aside from us having a...Rather bad day so far, we must ensure the security of our government while we're down here. Granted there are very few probabilities that we'll be safe here through the entirety of this situation, as well as the possibilities of any of the candidates might still be living after this, but we must have a plan nonetheless. As you've all may have heard, the Representative Cabinet has been taken down and now we must assign new candidates to the seats. Any suggestions as to whom we trust to allow them to have a position in a seat?

"I'm sure I have very little business with that, Mr. President. Last I checked you were pretty cozy with the MCCP in the political arena. I'm sure you'd love to hear what they have to say over some backwater science facility dabbling in unpopular politics and economics." Issac says evenly. "We only serve the Washington-Oregon-California sector of the country after all."

The President: If I were any cozier, The Administrator would've been your president...Besides...Haven't you seen the broadcast...It is clear now that the M.C.C.P slowly succeeds from our control...Depsite, what you may feel, we all have our ways of solving our problems...You can't stop the other from what what he does just by telling him it's wrong...You have to prove him wrong... Despite this, the matter requires all of our opinions...It is a pivitol matter.

The impassive look fades, with a slightly jaded one taking its place. "No I haven't, President. I've been busy keeping the streets safe because of your fear. I don't have a television anyway. News? I know about that before even the news channels do. What point is there? Besides the point. You're the one who let that happen. You gave them as much authority as they have, so this is on you. The one thing you and the MCCP can't do that I can, is actually back my words with my actions.

If you want my opinion, use common sense for once in your life and stop banking on one plan. The MCCP was doomed to fail, you should have seen that much." Issac closes his laptop.

"Anything else before I oversee the handling of the situation at the Gates?"

The President: Have your men positioned and engage whatever might come out. I banked on the M.C.C.P because of you and every other agency decided to take the backseat to useless! The M.C.C.P have always been ready for action. I aswell the other have banked on them because of their long line of success through-out its entirety. But current events have pushed them...Especially knowing my true allegiance...I do wish I had not given them as much power as I did...But the others...They watch me...They look for anything that would get me kicked out of office...The people will voice who they want to be in charge...someone who will meet their wants. I can name a couple they would voice...I might not back my own words, but the M.C.C.P can...They will...It's too much to envision what they could pull off on their own terms. Being in charge of a hateful nation isn't the easiest job, Isaac. Especially not if I can't voice my own opinion directly to the public without having to get assaulted again.

Some of the other Directors seem to be indignant about his words.

"I've dealt with just a hateful public as you, fool. Maybe that just comes from you not putting your boots on the ground once in a blue moon. Seattle was hell before I took command. Watch your words President, or I'll have you find another person's bunker to hide in." He says coldly. "I'm the sole reason Seattle is how it is now. Like it or not, I've done more than you in terms of combating the hate of this nation."

He stands up. "You know fully well that the Kurk Family has a heavy hand in Pro Mythic politics. If you really want my opinion, ask my father or anyone in our family who has connections, which is essentially all of them. Oh, and by the way. Most of my funding is from my family, not you. We stick together. Government funding couldn't even keep our bills payed."

He walks out, without another word, and most of the other directors leave, save for a green haired man. He and the majority of the Directors present seemed unfamiliar to the President.

The President: *puts his hand over his face out of stress*

"You did sort of had that coming," The man seems to speak with a robotic text to voice communicator. "Issac and you both have similar problems, believe it or not. You should try not to alienate those who are doing everything they can under their circumstances."

The President: I wouldn't have to if I had more options...Not with these unsatisfied people.And a man who once ruled this world...Or was going to...It has always been my fault. I'm doing a shoddy job of doing it.

The Frontlines [Day 1]
Outside one of the three Gates to Fantasy, multiple MPD jets land and begin setting up a defensive position around the gate, establishing turrets, sniper outposts, as well as several command centers. Issac soon is situated in one of them, with the Enforcers gathered around.

"Listen up everyone. You are going to need to give it your all today. Stick together and work as a team. We don't know what to expect so stay sharp."

"Understood!" Most of the Enforcers bark.

"Any questions before you get to your stations?"

Arnak remains silent.

Torikkumasuta: *raises hand*

"Yes Tori?"

Torikkumasuta: When is lunchtime?

"Worry about that later. In any case, be aware that we've called the other Agencies to get ready and in position, they should arrive in a few hours."

Torikkumasuta: *raises hand*

Arnak squints and shows clear anger when other Agencies are mentioned. "The MCCP wouldn't happen to be among these others Agencies, would they?"

"They will and unless you want to have problems I'd lie on the side of caution."

Arnak growls and nods.

Torikkumasuta: Will we also have a bathroom break?

"If you feel it appropriate, piss on the enemy if it bothers you that much." Issac says. "No more questions. Dismissed."

Arnak sticks with the others as they are dismissed.

Isa walks to the front defenses, as does Simon and Leo. Clare hangs back a bit however, and Issac is overseeing the entire operation.

Arnak joins Isa, Simon, and Leo on the frontlines, dusting off his coat.

"Nervous or excited?" Isa asks.

"Excited. I've never once felt nervous. This seems quite the big deal and will likely be my biggest challenge yet." He smiles. "Its going to be a lovely day."

Isa doesn't seem to share the same sentiments, and seems focused on the gate in front of them. Surrounding the gate is a sense of tension which steadily builds as if something was approaching.

Arnak simply waits to see what could come from the gate, occasionally looking back to Isa and feeling strange.

For the first hour, nothing happens but the air remains tense. Then...

Abruptly and without warning, several huge fireballs burst forth from the Gate and scream toward the assembled forces.

"Here they come!" A soldier shots, as several MPD officers dive out of the way before the fireballs can strike and explode on them.

Arnak quickly looks to the direction of where the fireballs came from, turning his hands into massive razor sharp claws.

Emerging from the gate is a large platoon of energy shield wielding warriors in white armor, behind them appear to be a line of magic casters who launch another volley at the MPD. Behind them is at least forty rows of heavily armored sword wielders.

Arnak tilts his head. "They seem rather primitive." Arnak creates a wall of psychic energy to try to block some of the fireball volley.

"They look different from before. It looks like a new metal armor type... they were red as well last. ...Odd."

The magic casters seem to hang back as the more heavily armed units move in, and soon the Phoenix troops start to charge with the shield wall to lead.

Arnak changes his claw hands back to normal, but then enforces them with bone like tissue that make them look somewhat larger and almost as if he was wearing gauntlets. "This should work better against shields."

The shield line crashes straight into him and several of the others, some are repelled by gunfire and counters from some of the Enforcers.

Arnak smashes his fist straight into the shields, repelling the ones closest to him back.

Torikkumasuta: *flies towards the white troops, trying to cut down as many as he can with his blades*

The magic casters launch fireballs at him, disrupting his flight path.

Torikkumasuta: *flies upward and has the tang of his blades face downward at the magic casters*

The tangs of both blades are tinged with shimmering light until a slabs of light extend from the two blades and heads downwards towards the magic casters

Arnak steps back and sends out a wave of orange energy, and a lot of the shields infront of him suddenly fizzle out, destroying the energy.

The spellcasters seem to glide unnaturally and evade Tori's attacks, now launching lightning at him, using the blades as a conduit.

Meanwhile the sheild wielders whip out katanas with a savage red light and several begin attacking him with high speed slashes. As one is about to slash his calf, Isa joins in with a psychic blade, blocking the strike.

"Got your back!"

All of the attacks instantly heal as Arnak's body reforms, and grins. ""Thank you." His whole body covers itself in dense bone like tissue, looking almost like armor as one arm turns into a large blade, and the other a clawed hand. "Lets repay that." He launches into some of the former shield wielders, cutting them down.

Some of them manage to dodge, while Isa gets a few extra. The ones that get back perform a hand gesture at Arnak, and the places where he was slashed detonate in loud bursts of fire.

As the smoke from the bursts of fire dissipate, he comes out completely unscathed, except for his coat. He looks down and his eyes glow a blood red as he looks back up to the survivors. "You're going to WISH you died at birth." He launches himself onto one of them, finding an opening in their armor and digging into their flesh, and onces hes done with the first he continues moving on to others.

At this time, Simon surges forward, his swipes with his halberd send rows of enemies flying thanks to Arnak's charge momentarily distracting some of the other enemies, and a lion's roar is heard as Leo changes into a lion and charges a soldier, sinking his fangs directly into the victim's face.

Clare meanwhile has gone in mano e mano with her fists, breaking jaws, ribs, occasionally striking the family buisness without mercy, her armor like skin protecting her from their blades.

Torikkumasuta: *flies over the soldiers*

His feathers begin to float down, but the feathers are gleaming red and by the time they land, small explosions go off.

Tori's attack is intercepted by the lightning, and he receives a full hit and is knocked to the ground from the jolt.

Torikkumasuta: Aayyyyeeeeeeeeee! *spins out of control and plumets to the ground*

A black tendril latches onto Tori and pulls him safely to the ground behind Arnak, where the tendril was coming from his back. "Stay to the ground, birdie."

Torikkumasuta: Birdman down...Birdman down...Need...Medic...

"Look somewhere else for one!" Arnak grabs one of the enemies heads and rips it open with his hands. "IM PREOCCUPIED!"

Tori is shot in the arm by a green needle, and when he looks in the direction of its origin, he sees the genetic scientist armed with a sniper rifle. Tori can feel the damage ebbing away.

Torikkumasuta: I-I think...I think I've seen you somewhere before...

Issac observes the battlefield. "..."

Meanwhile a series of soldiers have appeared on higher ground, bearing sniper rifles, and are now taking pot shots at various targets.

Arnak retreats ever so slightly to see how the fight is going.

One of the snipers seems to take notice of him, and a laser can be felt pointed at him as they take aim. The Enforcers are doing well, but their men are barely able to protect themselves against the stronger Myths. They seem like they may soon tire, and fatalities may start occurring if they aren't given enough protection.

Arnak remains still regardless of the snipers, noticing the lasers and a very slight shimmer is seen around him as he spots some of the lesspowerful men struggling against stronger enemies.

A shot is fired at Arnak and Tori from two snipers, while the others are shooting at random targets. They appear to be shooting two bullets at once.

The sniper that shoots at Arnak finds their bullet to be reflected and shot back at them at an even higher speed. Arnak smirks and makes his way to support the soldiers.

Torikkumasuta: *performs some hand seals and a spherical force field surrounds him*

The other snipers take note and begin focusing Arnak. Meanwhile, Isa continues fighting the enemy soldiers, and Simon is dueling with a few as well. The line on both ends seems pretty stable.

Arnak dodges between sniper bullets, occasionally sending some back in close calls. "I assumed this to be more difficult. It appears to be an equally matched skirmish..."

A few have wisened to him, and seem to switch out their ammo with something else.

Torikkumasuta: *tries to navigate through the crowdedness*

Arnak keeps wary of the snipers as he keeps moving and assisting in the frontal defense.

One of the snipers fire at him, the beam resulting from it causes everything in the line to ignite into white flames.

"For FUCKS SAKE." Arnak teleports out of the area and closer to the snipers, making his way towards them.

The ones that see him crouch in a strange stance and draw pairs of hellish red daggers.

Arnak growls and near the ones that spot him, shadow like whips pop up and start lashing at them.

They spring into the air and lunge at him with almost snake like movements.

Arnak does his best to dodge their attacks at they lunge at him while a dark purple haze emits from his mouth and soon starts to fill the area, blurrying the attackers vision and if inhaled, burning their lungs.

They appear to have gas masks on, largely ignoring the attack and continue their vicious assault. The move seems to have lessened casualties.

Arnak manages to grab one by the head and smashes it constantly into he ground before throwing the body at a different attacker.

One gets hit but the last one gets close and personal and begins swiping at him with the daggers.

Arnak makes it his focus to dodge the dadgers, eventually being able to grab hold of their arm and stab one of the daggers into his attacker.

The enemy screams as they explode into red ash. With the last of the snipers defeated, the MPD is able to focus on pushing back the enemy a bit, but they eventually entrench themselves with the aide of their spellcasters.

Arnak goes back down to the front line, assisting the MPD with the spellcasters. The spellcasters start to show signs of strain.

Arnak starts to laugh. "Oh my, its funny. I expected more but it seems these mages are just going to die horribly!" He continues laughing.

A good number of soldiers start to retreat back into the portal, or off to the sides. Meanwhile Arnak can sense something large is moving through it.

He slowly stops laughing as he senses something large coming towards them. "This... Is a cause for concern." He starts warning people to move back.

"What's wrong?" Simon asks, standing next to him.

"Something is coming. That little army they sent wasn't the last of this attack. It's something very big and I REALLY am going to get pissed."

"Right then. Form up!" He calls to the Enforcers, causing them to all group up. "Let's hope this doesn't end bad."

Torrikkumauta: Squac-!*falls to ground then scurries to his feet* Here!

"It doesn't seem like we have much time to prepare for whatevers coming. Just means a proper challenge." Arnak turns one of his arms into a tendril like spiked whip.

Suddenly a gigantic demon's head emerges from the gate, and soon the rest of him follows, garbed in unholy armor, yet his six pairs of wings are pure gold. He appears more on the lean side, with a slight muscular build. An aura of red fire surrounds him.

"So... you are the ones who defy us... very well. We shall do battle."

He stands up fully, having to lean to walk through the gate, towering high above them. Arnak gets the sense that despite its demonic appearance, there appears to be a noble air about the being.

"I am Yogan, Familiar of Abeni, one of Phoenix's greatest Lambdas! Who shall step for the first bout?"

Exploring Familiar Ground
''An arcane circle forms ontop of the rooftops of Upnation, Drake quickly appears soon after with his hand firmly on Kurai's handle. He glances around and takes a second to sense the presence that surrounds him, he faintly sighs.''"And already a welcoming committee."

The presence seems to be getting heavier, until a faint blue light appears on the horizon, and begins to swiftly grow. He can hear a faint fire like crackling noise.

"Ebony." The black shield appears on Drake's left forearm as he times the oncoming attack, just as it's about to strike, Drake shouts a command and a black sphere that spans a few dozen meters surrounds him.

Nothing happens, as the force continues to approach at a steady pace until. "Destructure, Magic."

Drake feels almost all of his power rip into nothing as while the power fails to utterly annihilate the shield, it DOES succeed in expelling it from Fantasy altogether, removing the shell from his arsenal, leaving him with few options as the blue light now 'stands' before him directly, the intense presence originating from it.

He just shakes his head and looks up at the light."Nice to see you too, Azula. Kado says hi, he misses you etc etc et-fucking-c." Drake glances at his runes, noticing that they've faded. "So you've took away my spell casting, yeah this'll be a pain..." He 'scans' her and slightly shudders."Yeah... You're a problem."

A intense form of dread looms over him as for countless miles around them in a radius, every animal and living being begins to panic and flee in mass, as though a terrible omen of disaster was about to strike.

"Well it was rather quick for me to chime in, wasn't it?" ''A wide wave of Exeon energy blasts into Azula and paralyzes her for enough time for Daikeim to strike her with multiple bolts of lightning, sending her a mile away. He hovers down beside Drake, but before Drake can say a word Daikeim interrupts him.''"Let's focus on surviving first, shall we? I'll explain stuff later." Drake only nods and prepares himself, as does Daikeim.

The Exeon energy literally explodes into nothing the moment it leaves Daikeim's immediate vicinity, as well as the lightning.

"Destructure Phys- I-c-s..." Her voice breaks up and crackles with static as around her for countless miles, white static begins to flicker, and as it does so, screams of countless lifeforms in the area can be heard as gravity and all forms of logic collapse within the area, in one burst everything is endlessly assembled and reassembled in such a way that whole new atomic structures and elements are created and destroyed, and when the burst dissipates, nothing is left alive or even truly existent save for an alien landscape of iridescent unstable matter with no properties understandable by the mortal mind.

All that is left of Daikeim and Drake's spirits are empty shells of souls now trapped in the cold dark abyss.

"Hahah... Sorry, not happening." ''In a twist of fate, just by a split second paradox, Drake and Daikeim are hovering around in a void. Drake just looks around, slightly confused. ''"So... This is nothingness?"

"Yeah... Being in a void is kinda scary, don't you think?" Daikeim responds, faintly glowing gold as he attempts something.

"Sorta, I've seen the effects of this by others and it's rather jarring... So do you think we have time to talk yet?"

"Oh we have plenty of time, hold on." ''Daikeim creates a table and chairs within the void, he takes a set and pours them a drink from a teapot that he created from the void itself. ''"Take a seat."

''Drake does exactly that, sitting down and pulling a cup towards him. He takes a sip before actually looking at Daikeim, he places the cup down and his tone is more serious. ''"So where have you been? The last time I saw you, you were escorting civilians away, then you disappear without a trace. Only to come back now? I thought you would have prevented what's happened, Daikeim."

''After a sip of his drink, Daikeim gives a faint smile. ''"I was in a happier place, learning a lot, obtaining a lot. I wish I could have brought you along, but I was denied that so I had go to alone. And yes I wanted to prevent what's happened but what I was learning mattered more, but nevertheless, I'm back now and I'm going to do all I can to stop Phoenix... So what about you? I can easily tell you've changed."

"Oh, just a bit." Drake looks at himself, the wings, the tail, the runes and arcane circles."I've effectively become a god, pretty cool, right?"

''Daikeim slightly tilts his head at Drake. ''"And how did you obtain this?"

"Simple; the God Pit." Drake responds as he takes another sip of his drink.

''This forces a sigh out of Daikeim as he leans over. ''"So Valeric gave you permission?"

"...No, I had to do something in order to get what I needed." ''Drake opens up his HSC and pulls something out, causing Daikeim to stand up in shock upon sight. Drake dangles the trophy of Evoh's head over the table, looking at it with pride. ''"I killed him... In brutal fashion, it felt... Great." He tosses it across the table, it stops right in front of Daikeim who looks at it once more before looking up at Drake.

"Yeah... You've changed, but I can't say it's for the better." Daikeim's voice is of concern of his friend, who looks at him in confusion.

"What are you talking about? I killed a god and in return I became a god as well, it's not like you tried to go into the Pit too, chasing after that scum. Besides it's not like he came to me, I hunted down Valeric and demanded he let me get the power I need."

"Why would you need that power though? You were fine beforehand." Daikeim asks, sitting back down and pushing the head back to Drake who stores it away.

"Because I needed it, I wasn't fine before... After what happened with Noriko, I couldn't stand how worthless I was in that fight... I needed every drop of power I could get my hands on just so I could make sure for myself that she was fine." He sighs.

"But this isn't you, Drake..." ''Daikeim looks at the soul itself, and by the looks of it, the soul is cracked and rapidly changing between red and black but before he can get any more information, Daikeim starts feeling an intense pain which forces him to stop. The concerned expression now ever more present as he looks at his friend. ''"You're not pure, focused, and clear, you have all these emotions running around you... It's like you're living a war with yourself."

"I know." ''Drake responds sternly. ''"Trust me, I don't feel like the best when my biggest opponent is myself... But everyone makes sacrifices, I basically sacrificed my inner peace and what purity I had left in exchange for the power I need to bring my loved one back to me. I don't care if it's not 'me', I'm not a hero like you, I want Noriko back and I will go as far as I need to get her back."

"That's the thing, I'm worried about how far you are willing to go... You'll disregard help, you won't think through plans, you rely on your powers and your perseverance to get you to your goal, that's what you've done... But what if you start taking lives of people who are willing to help you, taking lives of innocents and friends alike? And what happens after that? Noriko loves a loud mouth Cyanican who was there when she needed him, not... This."

"Then tell me where I was when she was taken... I'll tell you, beaten and bloodied and left for dead, I woke up in a tower on the edge of Echo all while Noriko was taken back to the prison known as Yosai. From the second I stood on my own two feet after being defeated, I knew I had to get as strong as I could to save her, and I've reached my peak... All that's left is to get her back, and nothing is standing in my way."

"And it's that stubbornness that will eventually get you killed, please just take it from me, take a step back and see the bigger picture. Like how what you'll do affects others, what your actions has on everything else... This world doesn't revolve around you, there are others whose lives matter just as much as yours, as everyone else’s. This selfish thinking will be your downfall, Drake, if your carelessness causes Noriko's death then what do you do? You'll be nothing but a god with no one, nothing at all, wandering the plains for as long as you live."

''Drake's stare turns into a glare. ''"Take it from you? What, someone who had it easy until one little upset?" He tightly clenches his fists."What did you have to lose in all of this? Elanore? Home? Your friends?" He stands on the table and looks down at Daikeim."...Let me tell you something, Daikeim." He flares up, yelling at him.

"EVERYTHING THAT I HAVE, I HAD TO EARN IT. THE ONLY THINGS THAT WERE GIVEN TO ME WERE MY SPELLBOOK AND MY WAY INTO THE RYUNEXO MERCENARIES, EVER SINCE THEN, I HAD TO BUILD MYSELF UP. I EARNED EVERYTHING, I EARNED MY RIGHT TO FIGHT, MY RIGHT TO LEARN, MY RIGHT TO BE PART OF THE MERCENARIES. I BECAME A PROUD AND SUCCESSFUL MERCENARY WHO PARTICIPATED IN A WAR AND WHAT HAPPENED? YOUR FUCKING FATHER AND HIS MERRY BAND OF GODS BANISHED US, FOR WHAT? SAVING THEIR PLANET!"

"AND THEN WE ARRIVED ON EARTH, AND SURPRISE, IT'S STILL A FIGHT TO GET SOMETHING, I HAD TO FIGHT JUST SO WALK ON THE GRASS, I HAD TO FIGHT TO LIVE IN A TOWN, THEN WHEN WE PARTED FOR THE FIRST TIME, I HAD TO FIGHT TO RESCUE MY FRIENDS, I HAD TO FIGHT TO BREAK OUT OF A COMA THAT I WAS PUT IN, I HAD TO FIGHT WHILE I WAS TRAPPED ON YOSAI, I HAD TO FIGHT WHEN I WANTED TO BREAK FREE FROM THAT PRISON, I HAD TO FIGHT TO MAKE SURE THAT NORIKO WAS SAFE!"

"BUT NONE OF THAT MATTERED BECAUSE IN THE END, IT WAS ALL TAKEN FROM ME, EVERYTHING THAT I EARNED, I LOST! I'VE LOST MY FAMILY, MY FRIENDS, AND MY RIGHT TO BE BACK HOME, MY PRIDE, PURITY, INNOCENCE, MY GUARDIAN ANGEL AND THE LOVE OF MY LIFE. I HAVE LOST EVERYTHING BECAUSE I DIDN'T REALISE THAT I WAS TOO WEAK, AND YOU'RE JUST TELLING ME TO STEP BACK BECAUSE I MAY DIE?!"

"YOU DO NOT UNDERSTAND A FUCKING THING! EVER SINCE I LOST NORIKO I'VE DONE EVERYTHING I CAN, I EVEN BECAME A FUCKING GOD JUST TO HAVE ENOUGH POWER TO SAVE HER, I THREW AWAY EVERYTHING TO GET HER BACK, I EVEN DID WHAT YOU COULDN'T, I DID YOU A FAVOUR BY KILLING EVOH AND YOU DARE CALL ME SELFISH?! I'VE MADE SACRIFICE AFTER SACRIFICE, WHAT HAVE YOU SACRIFICED, DAIKEIM? AND LET ME FINISH THIS WITH THIS; THE WAY I ACT, THE WAY I FIGHT, THE WAY I GO THROUGH WITHOUT A PLAN IS BECAUSE UNLIKE YOU OR ANY OTHER FUCKER IN THIS UNIVERSE, I HAVE NOTHING TO LOSE NOW!"

''Drake falls back into a seated position and a massive sigh escapes his mouth. ''"I have nothing to lose now... She means everything to me and I need her back... What bigger picture is there for me? All that matters is her."

''He goes quiet before laughing to himself. ''"Call me a fool, call me insane, call me pathetic... But no one, can not call me determined... A lso I don't have time to think of plans or to get help, every second she's in agony and I can't just stand by thinking through with a plan. "

''Daikeim looks towards Drake, a faint smile on his face as he lets out a laugh as well. ''"...Are you done? Because we have someone to deal with."

''Drake's wings flare out and his runes glow. ''"Yeah... I'm done, so I'm gonna assume you have a plan."

"Heh... No, not really... But how about we just work together for now, right?"

They start to hear footsteps, the table and chairs do not really last long, being in the void makes them corrode almost immediately, and they feel incredibly drained just for doing so.

"''So then... you're here too then, what a party this is..." ''A strangely familiar yet alien voice rings out around them. Without any sign or means, a yellow figure composed of yellow light with an almost shattered glass appearance stands before them, and it's only after Drake feels its energy that he becomes aware of the fact that this is Eien.

"Hmm, bit off a bit more than you could chew then... Not surprised considering it's my creation you went against," He remarks simply.

"''Thankfully for me, I have my doors still open. You two..." ''He tsks. "You two look to be in a spot of trouble."

"No, not really." ''Drake blankly responds. ''"If you couldn't tell, we were having a conversation. If that looks like we're in trouble then you need glasses. Actually why are you even here, like, in front of us."

"Moron." The voice clears up and Eien retakes his form after a strange green glow briefly envelopes him. "You're Nonexistent. Soon to be less than even that."

Drake and Daikeim literally begin to crumble away, very slowly but very painfully. "You won't even remember your own names in the next half hour I'd wager. Even if you made it past that length of time, they will consume what's left." He pauses, and eldritch voices can be heard whispering, they can hear just the raw desire to consume in their voices.

"If you want a way out, you're going to have to decide how much existing, Noriko, and well, everything is to you. Because you are going to need my help..."

''Drake starts to distort once more, but achieves nothing, Daikeim's own Exeon is piecing himself back together. ''"First of all if you think you can stay fine in this void and watch us fade away then you're dead fucking wrong. Second of all why are you eve--"

"Drake, you can ask questions later, we need his help like it or not." Daikeim reluctantly responds.

"...You do realise he is basically my version of Drekavas, right?"

"I don't care, we need to get out of here and if he's saying that he can help us then we don't have a choice."

"...I'm gonna hurt both of you, really badly once we get out." ''Drake growls then glares at Eien. ''"Alright then, you better keep to your word this time."

"First of all, Minor God, don't even try to bring reality distortions into this. You'll make it worse..." He says as Drake's deterioration accelerates to a startling level.

"Told you. And honestly, you should have just let yourself die the way things are going. Meddling like you are, you're going to meet a very bad end, even worse than the one Azula would have given. At least that was a quick... painless death."

Eien gets right in Drake's face. "And by the way... you owe me everything you are for now on." He says as a green light begins to surround them all, and begins to work its way inside of Daikeim and Drake's souls, fundamentally changing their compositions to make its wavelength.

''Daikeim just looks at the two and shakes his head. ''"So what exactly is this."

"Oh you know, being recreated by a certain life goddess of mine... this is the pleasant part."

"...Azayakana..." Drake mutters under his breath.

"Hahahahahhahahahaha, no." A blinding light consumes them and for a brief time they feel nothing.