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#Post#: 405249--------------------------------------------------
Re: Battle of the forgotten
By: Oen Date: February 12, 2016, 2:08 pm
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Oen watched a his finger seemed to stretched into the man, his
very being was a black hole as Oen thought. Getting pulled into
a black hole was, odd, it happened quickly and slowly all at the
same time, it stretched what ever it's pull grabbed on top.
Energy, and matter are one thing to a black hole, all adding to
itself, making it more dangerous. "Interesting." Oen's being
flickered out of existences itself, just to reappear ten feet
away. The Oen that touched the black hole, was dead, or never
truly existed in the first place. While Oen was walking towards
the man, he set a 'save point' a fixed point in time in which he
could return to.
The Oen whom now stood ten feet from the black hole armored monk
put his palm down towards the ground, feeling what was still
under the surface before lifting his palm up to the monk. "Luck
perhaps? Fate? who knows." The area around the black monk
started to ripple, the ground under the mans feet turned to dust
then faded until the man would be floating in air. "Your defense
is not perfect, tho it is one of the strongest I have seen." As
Oen talked no doubt would the man feel his armor growing weaker,
Oen wasn't attacking the armor with matter, or energy, rather,
he was manipulating time itself around it. Black holes are truly
powerful, but they weakens and die just like all things, it
simply takes...time.
#Post#: 405251--------------------------------------------------
Re: Battle of the forgotten
By: Default User Date: February 12, 2016, 2:25 pm
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"You are skilled" Came words like molten steel; bubbling and
spewing forth from beyond a great black veil "But you are young,
and your defenses are lacking" Gabriel laughed silently to
himself while the earth fell away below him; seeming to age,
deteriorate, and then fade into oblivion as time was altered
outside of the armor. "You constantly misunderstand and are far
too overconfident" Came the same voice of pure resolve and
concentrated focus. "You have been given a great power, a gift,
an inexorable freedom to create and contribute, but you waste it
on trivial nothingness... " The monk's voice would ebb and flow
like water as he hovered patiently; no longer crouched in a
defensive stance but standing fully erect with eyes of darkness
looking out through an armor otherwise impossible to see
through.
"You can alter time as I've come to realize... or perhaps you
can modify it, accelerate it, or slow it down... but I am
eternal, my power is eternal, the skin of darkness that you now
see... It too can manipulate time and distort the reality you
know. As a matter of fact" Gabriel's words were cut off as he
appeared mere inches from his adversary: No sound, no
inclination of the movement, no disturbance felt elsewhere "You
are weak not because of your body, but because of your level of
understanding... You fail to contemplate, and with lack of
interest in exploring the possible and impossible, you are...
worthless." His words continued unhindered; untouched by the
power of time or gravity being used, and as he reached forward
with but an outstretched palm, the surging energy of his armor
would make itself known in a far more grandeus way.
In less than an instant; the speed of light no match for the
speed at which gravity can alter reality, Gabriels aura expands
outward from the center of his palm and warps in an arc outward
to encompass the foe and the surroundings. If fully ensnared by
the forming bubble, there would be no escape; not even through
time, as with the bending of light to such extremes, time itself
is caught in flux and no movement through it is impossible. Such
is the power of gravity. The one power capable of nullifying or
transcending time itself.
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Re: Battle of the forgotten
By: Oen Date: February 12, 2016, 2:48 pm
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i have note defended yet tho..XD)
"Time?" Oen listened to the monks words, him thinking they are
wise, maybe that they would, open Oens eyes. "Meaningless?
Worthless? All is worthless, time itself is worthless, and time
itself is meaningless as you just proved." Oen didn't even have
time to blink till the man was in front of him, his black hole
theory was wrong, but none the less it showed him more info
about the man. "Fail to understand you say?" Oen smirked at the
mans words. "Or is it you that truly fails to realize the
simplest of things I wonder." Oen watched as darkness surrounded
them, faster then light, greater then what gravity could slow,
but neither were needed to stop the encasement. Oen watched, to
others it seemed like milliseconds to Oen it was all playing out
a few seconds in his mind. As the encasement were to come to a
close, it simply never connected, it continued to stretch and
stretch in an infinite loop, never quite reaching the end of
itself.
"My defense are weak, because I have none, I don't feel the need
to defend myself." For the monks move to work, it is clear his
auras must meet, time, gravity, matter none have a hindering
effect. "I wish to see where this goes." With a smirk, the two
points meet, Oen and the monk are encased in total darkness,
'trapped' in the monks power.
#Post#: 405257--------------------------------------------------
Re: Battle of the forgotten
By: Default User Date: February 12, 2016, 2:52 pm
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Gabriel almost couldnt believe what had happened... His opponent
willingly stepped inward and allowed the gravitational anomaly
to reach completion. There had never before been an opponent
willing to truly delve into the darkness, and for that step,
Gabriel gained a sliver of respect for the being. Though... as
the creature would soon find out... Respect would mean nothing
when faced with literal nothingness.
As the surface of darkness reached full circle; trapping the
enemy within the now bubble-like confines of an infinitely
compressing field of gravity, Gabriel released the forces held
at bay, stepped free from the destruction to ensue, and watched
from a mere five feet away. Not even he could see through the
darkness; for it was not just the opposition to light but the
absence of it entirely, and within the bubble things would be
far worse. The gravity inside was that of a great quasar;
thousands of black holes in one spot, the center of the known
universe, and all things material would cease to exist
instantly. Energy would be compressed into nothingness, just as
time itself would be utterly obliterated. Nothingness; pure,
simple, horrible. It would wrap up the new creature; crush him
into an infinitely shrinking singularity, and not even the power
to step backwards or forwards through time would help. For time
does not exist within the bubble...
Gabriel waited; holding his focus on the exterior of the event
horizon bubble, and constantly fought back the forces from
within. Maintaining its stability and composition while not
allowing it to consume the planet and the entire solar system
with it. He would wait a few more moments to be certain of his
foe's utter defeat, but he could not control the torrent of
gravity forever...
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Re: Battle of the forgotten
By: Oen Date: February 12, 2016, 3:51 pm
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Oen was in nothingness, a new experience even for him, no pain,
no escape, this, this truly was nothingness. The monk had
trapped Oen, trapped him in something no one ever has, or lack
of something rather, but, all was not what it seemed. Oen, the
being inside the shell of nothingness, could not move, he could
not live, he couldn't do anything, so he did just that, he did
nothing, he simply stopped existing as the monk said. The monk
no doubt feels as if its all over, his focus on keeping the
shell contained, keeping Oen contained, but how can you contain
a being that isn't all together.
Only a few seconds have passed since Oen had been encased in the
shell, the monk standing five feet from it on the outside,
holding it in. As another second ticked by the ground for
roughly thirty feet cracked, shattered and let out a large blast
of red arcane energy, streaking upwards as if lighting fromed
under the surface. (These bolts had no control, they simply hit
what ever was near, the tips hitting atmosphere, but arches
would slam into the ground and, the monk. Five seconds passed as
the sky became a red clouds, arcane energy turned into a gas
like form, lighting arcing now and again.
On the ground, where Oen once stood at the start of the fight, a
black puddle forms, this black puddle slowly rises up forming a
human figure, before becoming more defined. The black matter was
the small marble Oen dropped from the very start of the fight, a
bit of umbra that was feeding off the planets matter, and
energy, as well as a gateway to where Oen's true form lays, The
umbra realm. The newly formed Oen looked around. His eyes locked
with the monk, (armor there or not there don;t matter.) "As I
said, you also fail to understand the simplest of things." Oen
put his hand out his palm facing the man, small red chains of
lighting arching from finger to finger. "I control my own fate,
and my reality." Oen closed his hand holding the energy in his
palm now. "Umbra will take over this realm, a cancer in itself."
All around them, the earth was flat, the mountains had caved in
on themselves, and if the monk was truly gifted he could feel
the ground in constant motion under his feet, the umbra
continuing to feed, expand, the red clouds above as well slowly
spreading out to the horizon. "I asked you, if this fight, where
I seem to care so little about life, would be worth the planets
and all those on it." Oens crossed his arms over his chest.
"You, are just as uncaring as I."
#Post#: 405287--------------------------------------------------
Re: Battle of the forgotten
By: Default User Date: February 12, 2016, 4:03 pm
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"The antics of a thrashing toddler" Thought Gabriel as the
explosion of arcane energy erupted from the ground; fell from
the sky, and tore at the fabric of the nearby world. The monk
had not moved an inch from start to finish of the bubble; nor
had he moved as his opponent was reverted into nothingness, and
even as the new dark matter styled creature rose up from his
original position, the monk did not move. At all... Nor had he
ever. As the ceiling of the world burst open with an array of
destructive lightning and rained death; whilst the flooring of
the land ruptured and shifted beneath them both, Gabriel did not
move. He didnt dodge, didnt strike out, didnt react...
Instead he simply vanished; as too did the bubble of
nothingness, as too did the false shell of his form. For he had
never moved from his spot at the start of the match. He had
stood there all along; manipulating gravity, becoming truly
invisible, untouchable, immaterial, as his doppleganger of
darkness moved about, spoke, and acted as he convinced the
universe and all of reality. There had never been anything more
than the illusion of his form, the guise of an attack and
defense. Gabriel wasnt above using deception in a battle, but
unlike a trick that decieves one sense, his absolute control
over gravity defeated any and all senses. One could not see him,
hear him, feel him, smell him, or... taste him. No infrared,
thermal, or altered wavelength could touch him or be allowed to
return to the creator.
As the world unfolded around his body; clad in the white guise
of the monk, his azure eyes looked upon his foe and he shook his
head. He needn't the power to alter time to know what it would
take to stop the creature before him. The weakness in the man
being the weakness in the world all around... But would Gabriel
be willing to destroy the entire world to destroy one being.
After all, his grudge was in the wanton destruction of lives,
and winning this fight would end many more without fail.
"Shall we call this on account of weather" Came the amused voice
of the monk... "After all it is raining pretty hard, and the
ground's getting pretty shaky" The laughing and mocking tone
that fell from Gabriel's lips was almost cynical and bordered on
insulting, while the monk form he held simply stood aloof as
matter of all kinds passed through his gravitationally shifting
and distorting form.
(gonna get off here for a bit... feel free to reply XD)
#Post#: 405291--------------------------------------------------
Re: Battle of the forgotten
By: Oen Date: February 12, 2016, 4:18 pm
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Oens gaze feel to the monks person, the planet around them
slowly falling into chaos. Oen eyes looked up and around him,
the Umbra as spreading, it, if unchecked, could destroy the
planet, and system itself, it has before after all. Oen looked
at the man once more a smirk playing on his lips. "Unwilling to
see a planet destroyed in hopes of killing me me?" Oen held out
his hand the sphere of red arcane energy was see through,
almost, a few dark ares made it seem like a small globe of the
planet they stood. "Destroy this planet, this solar system, even
this reality itself, I exists outside it all." Oen closed his
hand around the sphere and the entire planet flickered as he did
before, reverting to what it was at the start of the fight, both
men standing facing each other at their first points, even the
village was back, burning, the people still gone.
The man tried to mock, and insult with his words, but they aimed
at a being who truly care not of, anything. Himself, others,
worlds, realities, nothing matter, nothing fueled the man,
nothing drove him, he was simple, there, no greater purpose
besides being. Oen didn't want to fight from the start, nor did
he not want to, the man issued a challenge, just as the humans
did, they were all the same in Oens eyes, all warranted the same
response. Gabe now wished to retract his challenge in few of
causing death, Oen didn't even so much as shrug the mans way, he
simple turned and started to walk away, as if the challenge was
never issued in the first place, the man, with all his power and
wisdom, was still no better then a cockroach, battling to
survive, to exist, to find something to make his being,
purposeful.
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