Not Another Reincarnation War! (Recruiting)

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"Hello everyone! It's me, Merlin!", Merlin happily struts towards the protagonists.

"Oh yes, Moz was it? Are you the one that wants my attention.", Merlin does his damn hardest to seem harmless.

"My Hero Creation EX can make you all powerful. So can we just fight now?", Merlin conjures Caliburn into his hand, his staff is glowing with pink energy
Aligern slowly adjust to his new Primarch body. He moves around in his armor, clutching Storm's Teeth.

"I don't care what you people do anymore, just leave my realm afterwards.", Aligern's face is that of exhaustion

"I'll just have Rogal reinstall that school base we have."
 
Moz gets a gleam in his eye, "Well, Merlin, you certainly carry quite many achievements under your hat. Now, you have challenged me, Misontia Carlson, master duelist, to a duel? Are you able to resurrect? If so, that makes this much easier. Not easy, per say, but easier. No Void for me, it seems, but I am learning much about my previous selves. And this... hero creation thing, sounds rather poor. No good power up comes without cost. But we can talk shop after I win this duel."

Moz slings [Harvest] around his back, sliding nicely into a small holder for it that Moz made soon after he made it. Moz brings the blades swirling around him to crash against this Merlin. But all said, this was a feint. Moz used that diversion, holding a rapier steady, thrusting as a follow up from behind the crash after it let up.
 
Moz gets a gleam in his eye, "Well, Merlin, you certainly carry quite many achievements under your hat. Now, you have challenged me, Misontia Carlson, master duelist, to a duel? Are you able to resurrect? If so, that makes this much easier. Not easy, per say, but easier. No Void for me, it seems, but I am learning much about my previous selves. And this... hero creation thing, sounds rather poor. No good power up comes without cost. But we can talk shop after I win this duel."

Moz slings [Harvest] around his back, sliding nicely into a small holder for it that Moz made soon after he made it. Moz brings the blades swirling around him to crash against this Merlin. But all said, this was a feint. Moz used that diversion, holding a rapier steady, thrusting as a follow up from behind the crash after it let up.
Merlin catched he rapier in his hand, seemingly knowing of the diversion. "Magic spell number two!", Merlin raised his staff upwards, pink flower petals flowing around him.

"Don't worry. I can use a sword too.", Merlin pulled out Caliburn from seemingly nowhere. He then strikes the ground, producing a beam of holy light towards Moz.

"I'm not really the type to play fair.", A pillar of pink crystal rises up from the ground, impaling Moz
"Don't worry! I'll just heal you afterwards.", Merlin charged another beam of Caliburn and fired it at Moz. Merlin then stroked his chin in observation.

"That was quite the good feint you know?", Merlin circled Moz, still stroking his chin.
"However, I have a thing called Clairvoyance, I can see everything in the present.", Merlin's mouth shaped into a mischievous smile.

"I could see your little diversion!"
 
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Moz groaned. Of course. Grand. Lovely. Foresight. Right.

Moz slid off the pink crystal that puncture his right hand, tearing some muscle in there, swapping his rapier to his left. One of the benefits of being ambidextrous. He slipped through the shadowy void, appearing behind Merlin, blocking the strike coming his way, while the nearby scattered blades hone in on whatever body part of Merlin's that they could find purchase. You may have precognition, but you only have two arms. Moz pulls back after deflecting a strike, then kneels, pulling his little amounts of SOUL around him, healing him just enough to regain full facilities.

Moz side steps a crystal that appeared from thin air, ducking under another that tried to block his passage. He channeled some Void to cleave these crystals in twain. He may not be able to use it against Merlin, but he can against terrain.

Moz slips again, channeling a great deal of 'mana' into his rapier, [Haste] still active, and thrusts forward. Air gives a bit of a push back, but ultimately, his rapier is unimpeded.
 
Moz groaned. Of course. Grand. Lovely. Foresight. Right.

Moz slid off the pink crystal that puncture his right hand, tearing some muscle in there, swapping his rapier to his left. One of the benefits of being ambidextrous. He slipped through the shadowy void, appearing behind Merlin, blocking the strike coming his way, while the nearby scattered blades hone in on whatever body part of Merlin's that they could find purchase. You may have precognition, but you only have two arms. Moz pulls back after deflecting a strike, then kneels, pulling his little amounts of SOUL around him, healing him just enough to regain full facilities.

Moz side steps a crystal that appeared from thin air, ducking under another that tried to block his passage. He channeled some Void to cleave these crystals in twain. He may not be able to use it against Merlin, but he can against terrain.

Moz slips again, channeling a great deal of 'mana' into his rapier, [Haste] still active, and thrusts forward. Air gives a bit of a push back, but ultimately, his rapier is unimpeded.
"Oh... Oh...", Merlin looks at the rapier that punctured his side.

He grabs the blade, a light blue glow lighting up the thin sword.

"I specialize in making others better with my magic..", Merlin's staff emits a faint pink glow.

"However... I can make myself stronger as well.", A flash blinding pink light drowns out the scene, when it fades, Merlin is standing there, a strange aura emitting from his body. The once ruined scenary is now a field of beautiful pink flowers, the skies the beautiful glow of twilight.

"Garden of Avalon."
 
Moz curses. Why did I stop? Always stay in motion. Moz leaps back and forth across the gardenscape. He reaches his sword across the field to Merlin to distract his hands and mouth from casting more spells. Never let a spellcaster gain distance or let them decide the pace of the duel.

Leaping closer in. he swings around his rapier in hand, gathering speed and momentum from the simple swordplay. Flicking the sword up and down, deflecting staff hits, and dodging small concentrated blasts.

The other rapiers and sword dance under Moz's will, flickering with speed, some placed to redirect the light into Merlin's eyes, some placed at weak points in Merlin's guard. A couple more simply running distraction, flicking at his vulnerable mouth and wrists.

Wrists are always tough spots to guard in swift duels. Even more so if you don't see it coming.

The two draconian skulls are firing in places to prevent Merlin from leaving Moz's zone of control.
 
Moz curses. Why did I stop? Always stay in motion. Moz leaps back and forth across the gardenscape. He reaches his sword across the field to Merlin to distract his hands and mouth from casting more spells. Never let a spellcaster gain distance or let them decide the pace of the duel.

Leaping closer in. he swings around his rapier in hand, gathering speed and momentum from the simple swordplay. Flicking the sword up and down, deflecting staff hits, and dodging small concentrated blasts.

The other rapiers and sword dance under Moz's will, flickering with speed, some placed to redirect the light into Merlin's eyes, some placed at weak points in Merlin's guard. A couple more simply running distraction, flicking at his vulnerable mouth and wrists.

Wrists are always tough spots to guard in swift duels. Even more so if you don't see it coming.

The two draconian skulls are firing in places to prevent Merlin from leaving Moz's zone of control.
"You're pretty good, you know.", Merlin raised his hand, conjuring up a wall of flower petals to block the skulls' blasts.
He then kicks Moz away with a slight grunt.

He grasps some wounds on his body. "Unfortunately...", Merlin grasps at the hilt of Caliburn.

"You aren't as good as her... Caliburn!", Merlin screams the name of the holy sword at the top of his lungs, blasting Moz at close range.

Merlin grasps his wounds, the most grievous one at his neck.
"I'm pretty roughed up, I'm not the type of wizard for healing. You can just say you're the winner, I don't care...", Merlin puts his palm over his throat, regenerating it with a green glow.

"You still wanna fight? I have plenty of blasts of Caliburn ready, and I still haven't revealed my trump card."

"Although, my wrists are in quite the tight state right now."
 
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Moz stands up straight, nods, then says, "It was a good duel. But like any duel, one shouldn't die to prove a point. That only happens when the other would do the same, undeniably. Or, of course, they can respawn. I would take you up on the more fighting, but I feel as if you would need to put more lethal measures in place. Then I would put more lethal measures in place. And only I can come back from that. You fought well, but you didn't fight as well as I. Simply, for I have much more experience and planning in place. You have the power, yet not the speed to execute it. Perhaps that is changed when lives are on the line, but, they aren't. Auf wiedersehen."

Moz turns and walks back to the main group, much happier now that he has gotten a proper duel in, even if it was a bit more fantastical for his tastes.
 
Moz stands up straight, nods, then says, "It was a good duel. But like any duel, one shouldn't die to prove a point. That only happens when the other would do the same, undeniably. Or, of course, they can respawn. I would take you up on the more fighting, but I feel as if you would need to put more lethal measures in place. Then I would put more lethal measures in place. And only I can come back from that. You fought well, but you didn't fight as well as I. Simply, for I have much more experience and planning in place. You have the power, yet not the speed to execute it. Perhaps that is changed when lives are on the line, but, they aren't. Auf wiedersehen."

Moz turns and walks back to the main group, much happier now that he has gotten a proper duel in, even if it was a bit more fantastical for his tastes.
"That was a good fight. That was a good fight.", Merlin claps his hands together.

"But I really have to go back to England now, if any of you want to fight, just say so!", Merlin rushed to the mirror portal, trying to escape his enemies
 
"That was a good fight. That was a good fight.", Merlin claps his hands together.

"But I really have to go back to England now, if any of you want to fight, just say so!", Merlin rushed to the mirror portal, trying to escape his enemies
Eric appears in front of him and blows out a gale of wind

"Don't mind if I do" he snarls as he runs up and swipes at his throat
 
Eric appears in front of him and blows out a gale of wind

"Don't mind if I do" he snarls as he runs up and swipes at his throat
"What the hell! I didn't mean right now!", Merlin casts another buff on himself.

"I'm not a frontline combat specialist, goddamn it!", Merlin said in a frustrated tone.

Merlin then pulled out the Sword of Selection yet again, "... Caliburn!", He said in an incredibly annoyed tone.
 
"What the hell! I didn't mean right now!", Merlin casts another buff on himself.

"I'm not a frontline combat specialist, goddamn it!", Merlin said in a frustrated tone.

Merlin then pulled out the Sword of Selection yet again, "... Caliburn!", He said in an incredibly annoyed tone.
Eric snarls again as he shakes his head and stands straight. He teleports behind Merlin and starts speaking.

"I'm sorry, really am, my impulses are a little out of sync. Still adjusting to some conflicting instincts. So when would you like to schedule our beatdown session?" Eric questions
 
Eric snarls again as he shakes his head and stands straight. He teleports behind Merlin and starts speaking.

"I'm sorry, really am, my impulses are a little out of sync. Still adjusting to some conflicting instincts. So when would you like to schedule our beatdown session?" Eric questions
"Never! I never wanna fight you all anymore! I wish Artoria was here to fight for me!", Merlin whined.

Merlin then rushed over the mirror portal "I'm going home, if you all go back to England, I'll turn you into garden gnomes."
 
"Never! I never wanna fight you all anymore! I wish Artoria was here to fight for me!", Merlin whined.

Merlin then rushed over the mirror portal "I'm going home, if you all go back to England, I'll turn you into garden gnomes."
Eric laughs as he slings a fireball at the fleeing Wizard. He considers chasing after but decides not to and instead goes to the others.
 
Eric laughs as he slings a fireball at the fleeing Wizard. He considers chasing after but decides not to and instead goes to the others.
"Now, heretics...", The hushed voice of Umbra was heard behind everyone.

"I think we should move on now. Dorn can probably fix this place u- oh wait he's already doing it.", Umbra stared at the Primarchial figure of Rogal Dorn silently yet unnaturally fast repairing and fortifying of the broken pieces of the Crimson Palace.

"I guess... We have control of this place now?"

"Affirmative, my Adornable senses aren't detecting any enemy presence in this area, not anymore.", Dorn interjected.

Meanwhile, the armored figure of Aligern was staring confused at some random corner, "What the hell is going on, why is my edgy twin acting calm? Why did Draigo teleport me into this place?"

"I TELEPORTED YOU HERE BECAUSE IT IS IMPORTANT. ALSO YOU'RE BOTH PRIMARCHS NOW, SO I FELT OBLIGATED TO TELEPORT YOU."

"I'm here too.", Enkidu said calmly
 
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"Now, heretics...", The hushed voice of Umbra was heard behind everyone.

"I think we should move on now. Dorn can probably fix this place u- oh wait he's already doing it.", Umbra stared at the Primarchial figure of Rogal Dorn silently yet unnaturally fast repairing and fortifying of the broken pieces of the Crimson Palace.

"I guess... We have control of this place now?"

"Affirmative, my Adornable senses aren't detecting any enemy presence in this area, not anymore.", Dorn interjected.

Meanwhile, the armored figure of Aligern was staring confused at some random corner, "What the hell is going on, why is my edgy twin acting calm? Why did Draigo teleport me into this place?"

"I TELEPORTED YOU HERE BECAUSE IT IS IMPORTANT. ALSO YOU'RE BOTH PRIMARCHS NOW, SO I FELT OBLIGATED TO TELEPORT YOU."

"I'm here too.", Enkidu said calmly
"That's a real shiney and mighty fine suit. As far as bases go, I guess we could've done worse." Eric commented as he looked around

Eric raced across the palace, at a blur, checking it out. Once he was done he returned and reported in.

"Place is gonna need some serious beefing up of security. A little magic and some tech here and there and we'll be good to go."
 
"That's a real shiney and mighty fine suit. As far as bases go, I guess we could've done worse." Eric commented as he looked around

Eric raced across the palace, at a blur, checking it out. Once he was done he returned and reported in.

"Place is gonna need some serious beefing up of security. A little magic and some tech here and there and we'll be good to go."
"I am positive that my reinforcements are enough for such a small palace. I was responsible for installing a giant megastructure spanning most of Terra's surface, and I was literally born to BUILD. If you think my REINFORCEMENTS are insufficient, then please provide sufficient criticism.", Rogal Dorn says in his usual frank tone.
 
"I am positive that my reinforcements are enough for such a small palace. I was responsible for installing a giant megastructure spanning most of Terra's surface, and I was literally born to BUILD. If you think my REINFORCEMENTS are insufficient, then please provide sufficient criticism.", Rogal Dorn says in his usual frank tone.
"I conquered Earth in one life and rained down pain and misery in others. But whatever, if you need backup, I can provide added soldiers. I've been dying to try out some of these powers I have." Eric commented
 
"I conquered Earth in one life and rained down pain and misery in others. But whatever, if you need backup, I can provide added soldiers. I've been dying to try out some of these powers I have." Eric commented
"And I helped restore a moon-sized space station of death in merely a few years.", Rogal Dorn says.

"Anyway, we should focus on repair of this palace. I am quite curious in the mechanisms working here...", Rogal somehow rebuilds an entire section of the hall in less than a second.
"This is looking good.", Umbra says to himself.

"Anyway, heretics. I think its time for us to move on.", Umbra says will crossing his arms.

"What the hell is even going on...", Aligern says in deep confusion.
 
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