[Mission] The Cry of a King

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Re: [Mission] The Cry of a King

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Post by Phantom-T » Fri May 26, 2017 7:12 am

Suspended midair, with a slight grin spread out across his face. Seijuro rising spin abruptly came to an end with the sudden change in the winds temperament. A flurry of wind it would seem to be as waves of atmospheric pressure collide and compress against each other dragging along all they can with them.

This in effect had been set in motion by the sharp reaction of his adversary (the Elviran king). Who like a child playing with a vacuum cleaner and a switch box had managed to set off a suction effect, by simply disrupting the momentum of the air bullet with a kinetic discharge of his own.

A move Seijuro would only consider done in great haste, seeing as countering a bullet with a kinetic blast would stand out as insane especially when faced with one as such close range.

However, with the rising strength of the wind and the circulating pull of its effect. The concept of Freewill as they once knew it had been brought down to the barest minimum, hindering movement and balance of all those within a 5-meter radius.

Already aware of its effects, Seijuro would only imagine what options his opponent had left, with his sword now reversed to the standard sword grip.

With Aoshi standing at a point-blank range from the pull, Seijuro could tell his opponent will feel more of the effect when compared to him who was at least a meter away. With an idea in mind, the Caucasian male would immediately spare a glance at the second ball he had previously sent behind him, as he frees up his muscle as if given in to the wind.

“What a way to get things started the young Caucasian would conclude” with his Riatsu running down his blades.

The young Caucasian would quickly drop back to the floor unscathed and unhindered, with his composure and observation still at its peak. With his two feet barely settled into the ground, he would move out of sight Aoshis perspective, by simply making good use of the chaotic environment, till he was settled a few meters behind Aoshi. His movement which would seem unhindered by the chaos around him, would only be as a result of his blade, which would allow him circulate the wind flow around him thereby reducing the external pull on him to the barest minimum.

A double crescent wind blade following up his arrival behind Aoshi would beam forward at a much greater speed, taking advantage of the wind flow in the building to boost its speed while the second air bullet nears its point of expansion. The blades conjured by a complex sway of his Zanpaktou at high speed would this time be at a crisscross pattern in a tightly packed manner, moving as if released within one swing. This he would do in an attempt to hinder a dodge by just stepping sideways. In respect to an observation he would clearly love to avoid.


Seijuro would then stab his sword to the ground with his hands still on its hilt while his left hands slide into its jacket, the Derringer which it once held firmly, relieving it from the burden of its weight.

With a poem reciting behind his mind, the Caucasian male would finally take a knee.
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Re: [Mission] The Cry of a King

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Post by Akugaranwa Itachi » Fri May 26, 2017 6:44 pm

It proved difficult for the Elvira to bring harm to Seijuro, the man proved to be more resilient than any other villain he had faced in his time as a Shinigami and Elvira King. Aoshi took two steps backwards as result to the spell Sho that had taken place momentarily.

His face was calm as a sea undisturbed by the weather nor the coming storm, his sword he held firmly on his right hand, and Tohili perched above the exposed column.

Unfazed and unmoved by the other man's reactions and endeavors, Aoshi waited until Seijuro was almost upon him, with his sword making double arch's as he swung it. To an untrained eyes, it would appear as though he made only a swing, but utilizing Raijin the way he did, Aoshi was able to view each and every electrical properties with his present surrounding. So much so that even with Seijuro standing directly behind him, Aoshi's sight caught his actions.

Moving from where he once stood, his Shunpo brought him directly behind Seijuro at the precise moment when the man hand was in the motion of creating a second arch. In a point blank range Aoshi mouthed a spell. "Byakuri!" A pale blue lightning came forth from the tip of his finger moving at a great speed to impale the victim's right shoulder blade.

The roar of lightning from above echoed all around the vicinity as Aoshi looked up to the sky to see a cloud of storm hovering above them, soon the clouds would be set free.

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Re: [Mission] The Cry of a King

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Post by Phantom-T » Sat May 27, 2017 1:26 pm

Standing a few meters behind Aoshi with a wind blade already projected forward, Seijuro would come to realize the sudden change in Aoshi’s movement a feeling beyond what his eyes could keep up with allowing him react only based on instinct. His connection with his environment ever since his awakening will also aid his movement given off the futile attempt by Aoshi to cut him off, prior to the beginning of his own attack. A stealth attack he would presume it be, one which could have worked wonders if he had been on one knee.

However, Seijuro would neither contemplate his future action or condemn his past. He would only concentrate on the moment giving 100 percent of his attention to his surrounding and his opponent reaction.

Already aware of Aoshis Shunpo capabilities, Seijuro would pay less attention on how he moves and rather on where he would resurface. By simply concentrating his attention on himself, seeing as he was the target after all. His adversary would also not disappoint his expectation and would immediately resurface at his right back with an intense aura revolving round him.

Given the slight change in the wind and the feel of his Aura, a vivid mental picture of his positioning would be made clear to the Caucasian male.

In an instance, the Seijuro would twist his blade into a reverse grip, by forfeiting his intended slash to add an extra spin on the blade, giving him ample time to trust his sword backwards into the arrived guest chest. However, seeing as his time was already limited by the spin on his blade the Caucasian male would rather extend the wind pressure already coated around his blade to a length of 10 meters, making it feel as if a razor-sharp energy blast had been projected forward towards the torso of his opponent. In addition, he would also attempt to drive his blade further backwards to satisfy his stab.

However, just as soon as the blade tears through Seijuro furry coat and towards his opponent like a spring releasesd from a compressed magic box, A sharp energy blast would also emit from the shinigamis finger at the mere mention of the words Byakurai, tearing through Seijuros shoulder with sparkls of roaring lightning resonating through the room. At thesame time, Causing Seijuro to groan in pain as the momentum pushes him two steps forward.

His right shoulder would quickly slant downwards as if trying to crash into the floor, pulling the rest of his body weight with it.

However, just as soon as he slants sideways a whirl wind created by revolving the air torrent in front of him would immediately support his fall with his hand barely holding unto the hilt of his Zan, which would now retain its original shape after its dash.

With a forced grin he would immediately, turn towards Aoshi through his left side allowing his weight fall back on a wind cushion which would continuously gather together to support his movement, lifting him off the ground by a few inches. The whirlwind would continuously attempt to wrap up his lower limbs almost as if turning him into some local genii.

With a little glance at the skies Seijuro would bring down his gaze to meet Aoshis blade.
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Re: [Mission] The Cry of a King

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Post by Akugaranwa Itachi » Sat May 27, 2017 11:47 pm

The pale blue lightning pierced through and through to Seijuro's upper limb which can be referred to as the right shoulder blade. The Elvira would be certain enough to note that an injury as such would prevent and refrain the man from swinging his sword on the right part of his hand anymore.

Just as the pale blue lightning penetrated it's mark, Aoshi felt a sharp metal pinned at his chest. "Close" Aoshi's lightning armor was there to stop the blade on its track before it could cause any damage. ?Bankai? A rush of sharp blue lightning would begin to glow over the Elvira's body, his movements, his senses would become at a heightened state. His appearance would change completely for his Gauntlets would extend to cover his entire shoulder, giving him a metallic hand.

With the Enemy lunched forward from the impact of the pale blue lightning, Aoshi became very aware that the lightning in the heavens had charged enough and would begin to rain down upon the building at a blinding speed so much so that it would be impossible to even dream of reacting to its speed.

The concentrated bolts of lightning kept striking randomly and in an uncontrolled manner at an area of about 30 meters. It was so that the entire castle and outside surroundings became a zone of lightning attacks. The Elvira would be caught up in the lightning strikes as there is no escaping it's reach.

However, with Aoshi getting into Bankai, he becomes totally and absolutely immune to any form of lightning making it so that once the thousand bolts of lightning came crashing upon the castle and those within, he would come out unscathed. However, the Elvira would bleed in his heart for the fate of the other man caught up in the thunderous bolts reaching over a million bolts.

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Re: [Mission] The Cry of a King

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Post by Phantom-T » Tue May 30, 2017 1:23 pm

Drifted away from the shinigami with his back settled upon his wind cushion, Seijuro would come to notice the lightning rain. An array of lightning bolts randomly descending towards their current location at a rapid rate, roaring through the vicinity as it proceeds. Filled with surprise and shock as his face would clearly insinuate. A clear view at his person would show him raising his left hand to the sky as if trying to erect a shield of some sort. However, before any action of his could be determined his distressed presence engulfed by the raging bolts would immediately fade into the light. Into The blue beams of lighting destroying his castle and every other form obstacles in its parts.

Stationed in silence as the lightning bolts continues to rage on, neither Seijuro nor his heart beat would be seen or heard, his lightning signature would also completely fade away probably because he was either dead or hidden among other lightning signatures generated by the bolts around. However, as the lightning bolts eventually dies down, his furry coat would be all that’s left. Punctured full of holes with stains of blood around it, the fur coat would be seen spread out on the floor, at the position he once stood.

With a little more clarity as the uproar of dust particles settles down, a derringer with the crest of the Elvira household would be seen casually dropping down from the sky, at a height of 30 meters, with no sign of its owner holding it. A little more ark to the head would also reveal an air ball 5 meters above it., revolving around it axis as if protecting a commodity within.

At this point in time, the Caucasian male would be found standing within the highly dense air bubble with his sword at his left, with new burns and scars tattooed along his right hand. His appearance above would only insinuate he had survived the lethal crash down with his hands being the only casualty sustained.

How he came to hover up above would be a wonder, a mystery which could only be solved by the mere presence of the revolving air bubble. Which had in a flash, covered him just in time to dispel random lightning bolts headed towards him. His right hand on another case, would only be a sign of a personal sacrifice, an act of channeling his own lightning to his blade to redirect bolts close enough to him. A means adopted to buy time for his reiatsu enhanced wind shield.

Not minding what had happened in the past, Seijuro would rather direct his tactical mind to the situation at hand. His opponent as it stands has already awakened a new form after all.

With his eyes fixated at the king who now had a new form, Seijuro would find it hard to hold in his amusement as he observes the young king’s demeanor filled with confidence and pride. What would have been his thoughts when he saw his face filled with despair and fear the Caucasian would calmly wonder as it would only appear to be an act put up to satisfy his selfish needs. with a sinister smile drawing along his face Seijuro would raise his left hand over his face, shielding half of it from the view of the Elviran king. An audios outburst of laughter would quickly follow through.

“You’re indeed a rare bread, Aoshi”, he would eventually bring himself to utter after a few seconds of incessant giggling. With his eye filled with excitement and his left hand still planted on his face the pale Caucasian would continue his statement with his sword tip directed downward “The name is Seijuro,,,,,,,, Seijuro N’azashiberu Daemon, the rightful hair to the throne. You’ve really impressed me here today and I believe you’ve earned the right to know that. However,,,”

With every sentence made, Seijuro highly dense air bubble would gradually descend to the ground, displacing the air around it like a helicopter making its way to the floor. However, once half way down the Caucasian male would raise his sword to the sky, dropping down his left hand from his face. With a more composed look on his face and another outburst of his Reiatsu. The troubled skies would gradually gain momentum at this, with 5 little twister 3ft tall calmly raising up their heads, dancing and spinning within ten meters range of each other. As Its size continue to grow with time, Seijuro Reiatsu would continue to beam outwards within the air bubble still hovering over the sky.

“It’s time to end this little reunion”.
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Re: [Mission] The Cry of a King

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Post by Akugaranwa Itachi » Tue May 30, 2017 3:14 pm

Aoshi was certain Zeus might would call a close to the relentless unending battle between the two men. But words could not explain how such a man would survive Zeus might, an ability that was able to change the landscape of the battle and over an area of 30meters.

Smoke and the stench of burnt flesh moved in the air, blowing past the Elvira's nose as the tip of his nose tweaked in response to the smell. Aoshi gazed upon the settled clouds bewildered and irked at the turn out of things.

"Your throne?" The 6.5ft tall man would answer in response to Seijuro's absurd comment. If Aniks were still around things wouldn't have turned out the way it did between both men, and for that Aoshi had failed a crucial part in ruling. "You do know this is treason?" Aoshi's stern face would move to face Seijuro as he spoke. A direct confrontation to his person was a direct confrontation to the throne and those that sat before it.

"You are not suitable for the throne and you never will. All I can do now is cut you down where you stand Aoshi said before his take off. The Elvira head blurred as he moved casting an after image in his place. He would appear instantly before the treacherous being with his right knee moving to rearrange the smaller man's abdomen. Just before contact was made, It would be noted that Aoshi was no longer where he stood but rather his after image, a shadow of himself was left behind to draw the man into false security if only Seijuro could tell what happened.

"Bakudō 61, Rikijokurō" In almost a whisper and also the speed at which the spell was casted, yellow rods would move to slam onto Seijuro's waist to keep the man in check.

Following up simultaneously, Aoshi appeared instantly at a speed faster than a heart beat to slam the sharp edge of his zanpakutō on Seijuro's throat with the aim to remove the man's head from his body and also render the man speechless. All action occurred the second it would take an eye to blink.

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Re: [Mission] The Cry of a King

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Post by Phantom-T » Sun Jun 04, 2017 12:28 am

With a hint of anger and depression echoing through his voice as he spoke, the shinigami before him would utter words which had little meaning to him. “Treason” a word meant for those answerable to the law. Looking down at the shinigami, Seijuro would find his new demeanor befitting for the occasion. The pale shinigami was now beginning to understand how he felt on hearing he took over the throne, a testimony portrayed by the stern look on his face.

The shinigami would go ahead with his threats, one most probably meant to scare him, but Seijuro would rather continue his Reiatsu channeling into the sky. Like a blur and at a speed yet to be encountered by Seijuro, the Caucasian male would vanish from sight only to re appear a few feet before him with a readied kick directed towards his torso.


With a discerning look Seijuro would observe this maneuver and wonder if he planned to break his still active wind shield with a kick, was his eyes deceiving him or was the Elviran that desperate he would wonder.

In the same second, Seijuro would feel 5 energy beam smash into the shield and eventually into his midsection, with the image before him faded into the wind. His reaction a bit delayed would leave him turning towards Aoshis new location a second too late.

Allowing his eye only see a glimpse of what would seem to Aoshis Zanpaktou tearing through his now static wind shield and eventually bits of his throat before the light departs from his eyes.

With his head partly severed from the body. Seijuro would quickly drop his sword from the skies only for the five little twisters to quickly combine and expand into a massive tornado. Rising in the falling Elvira's stead with the aim of reducing all things within a 50m radius into dust.

Seijuros body would also be swallowed up by the wind, making it the last ever seen of the Caucasian male.
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Re: [Mission] The Cry of a King

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Post by Akugaranwa Itachi » Fri Aug 11, 2017 9:26 am

His aim for leaving his palace had been completed with the fall of the rebel leader. Aoshi for a brief moment would notice the last gesture of the enemy, as what would appear to be Twisters combine and would expand to give rise to a tornado.


The expansion would start out slowly as it grows destroying anything close enough to it. The Elvira Head would stretch his hand in the direction of the rising tornado as a large swirl of wind would begin to emit from within the incoming Tornado for the Elvira had created his very own Tornado inside the one created by Seijuro.

The Elvirian King would move to cancel out Seijuro's active tornado with his own. Pressure would rise inside the tornado and unable to contend with that much pressure it would cause it to give out.

Aoshi groaned. Watching Seijuro fade away with the tornado gave the king an intoxicating feeling of victory. Aoshi turned around to meet Tohili flapping its wings before him. Let's go home Phoenix

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Re: [Mission] The Cry of a King

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Post by Aegis Raiu » Wed Aug 16, 2017 9:24 am

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