The Dark Esper
Watching With Interest
- Location
- Britain
One Foot - Another Multiverse SI
- Thread starter Ars Poetica
- Start date
- Crossover Fantasy Alt. History
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(slouching towards bethlehem)
- Location
- California
By definition, it can't not be.
Chapter 297
Ars Poetica
ULTIMA RATIO NEMO OBLIGATUR
- Location
- The Kingdom of Fiore
- Pronouns
- He / Him / His
That lovely moment you realize the hype is real and the legend never dies.
-x-
"Normally, the trains shut down when the snow comes in. After all, if the rails are covered, it's not like you can just send them through… That might be true for coach. But for freight it's a different story." I was pacing again. It was a bad habit. "Freight trains have a much stricter schedule to keep. They're transporting important goods from point A to point B.
"A little snow shouldn't be an excuse." I stopped moving, folding my arms behind my lower back as I looked up and stared at the point between the sun and the moon. "So a train was going in the middle of the night, in spite of the snow. It was slow by necessity, and the rails were salted as it went. Even if it was going to be late, it'd make it.
"The train went a hell of a distance, too. It took a two hour trip and made it into a six hour trip – with no overtime. Then something broke. The back car started careening downhill, picking up speed as it went. It rolled fast, made a sharp turn, and suddenly there was a problem and nobody knew how to fix it.
"It was a runaway freight car filled with tar, and they couldn't stop it. They could only divert what track it was on."
For only a second, as I brought my gaze down, I could've sworn I saw lights in the tunnel. But there was nothing. There was just the glare of the sun and moon.
"…It was a nightmare of sound and fire."
-x-
"As we speak, the world around us is falling apart. It only has a few hours left, at best, before everything inside of it is totally erased. If we allow that to happen naturally, it's going to spread out – it might take a few hundred years, but it'll happen, and nobody will be able to stop it.
"If we cause that to happen early, however, we can contain the destruction in one place and prevent it from spreading at all – we sacrifice something that can't be salvaged to prevent the damage from expanding. Understand? This isn't a situation where we're going to walk out of this…" her gaze went to me for a moment. "But if Yuki Terumi is still here, or if he causes this universe to wipe itself clean, then we've got a bigger problem.
"Terumi has frequently demonstrated the desire to destroy the world. He's a maniac, but he isn't stupid. It would be foolish to assume he doesn't have an end game after causing the universe to implode – most likely, with his discovery of a multiverse, he's going to want this to snowball fast. If Terumi is allowed to destroy this world, he'll take that destruction to as many worlds as he can, and he'll do it as quickly as possible.
"Any questions?" She looked us over, waiting for someone to speak up.
I raised my hand, "What about my House of the Rising Sun? It's a pocket dimension – I can just store you guys in it and take you with me–"
Kokonoe shook her head, "No. You can't." She said, bringing up a hand to pull the lollipop out of her mouth and point it at me. "Objects and people that come from a universe that no longer exists can yield disastrous consequences. You're taking something without an origin and dropping it off somewhere that an "origin" is essential. It's creation without cause, matter from nothing.
"Growing it is one thing, building it is another. But if you take materials from a world that just isn't there anymore and drop those same materials into a world that does exist, then it could become volatile. Living things would suffer a logic meltdown, they wouldn't be able to sustain themselves mentally or spiritually… they would dissolve, Poe."
"Oh." My voice felt weak, "That sounds bad."
"That's because it is," her smile was positively shark-like. "Any other questions?"
Godo raised a hand next, "How are you going to end the world?" He frowned, considering his own question, then brought his raised hand to the back of his neck. "And god, isn't that the question?"
"You're right to ask it," Kokonoe reached into her jacket and pulled out a roll of paper. It was a blueprint. "As you know, our base has several entrances and exits. I'm going to use one of the undamaged openings to pop into the base, avoid fires, and then I'll make my way to the Heavy Terminal."
She pointed to a big, block-shape on the blueprint. "This thing will give me access to the Takamagahara system – one of several major systems that organize the layers of our world. Normally, that would be impossible… But given the fact that anyone and anything that could take control is dead and I'm the only one left aside from Terumi that can use this thing, I'm reasonably certain I can swing for admin rights."
"And what're we going to do while you're doing your computer thing?" Laura asked without raising her hand. I couldn't help but think of it as being kind of rude.
"You're going to be holding Terumi off." Kokonoe put her lollipop back in her mouth. "He might be a Ghost Rider, but that doesn't mean he can't be delayed. He can be slowed down. He can be inconvenienced. Your job will be to stall him as long as you possibly can. If that means making him run around in circles chasing you, do it. If it means fighting him with everything you've got, do it.
"He's mortal in this world. His immunities and immortalities don't traverse multiple planes of existence – so if you can kill him, even better." But she doubted we could do it.
…She was right to. Thus far, Terumi had shrugged off the power of my own Ghost Rider. He'd broken his way through adamantium. If ever there existed a terrifying juggernaut that couldn't be stopped, it would be him.
But it was theoretically possible to kill him. For Kokonoe, in some ways, that was more than enough. The real question was whether it'd stick.
"Laura, Tiff, Godo – do not get close. He's stronger than you, and he'll tear you apart if you're within reaching distance. Poe, I hate to ask this if you, but if it comes down to it… can you fight him one-on-one?"
I remembered Terumi beating the shit out of me.
…Then I remembered I was in a world without consequence, and I was free to go all out.
"Yeah." I said to her, "I think I can manage."
"Good. Then the best possible way to hold him back will be for you three to act from a distance," she gestured to her companions, "And for you," she pointed at me, "To hit him personally. Tiff, you're in charge of strategy."
"Terminal point, yes execute now?" The robot girl inquired. "But…"
"Yes?" Kokonoe raised an eyebrow.
"Has anyone really been far even as decided to use even go want to do look more like?" Tiff stood there, maintaining her flat expression.
Dead silence.
We were just looking at each other wondering if this was really happening. Kokonoe took the longest to react, all emotion falling off her face in favor of annoyance. Her eye twitched, "…You're serious."
Godo smirked, "I have another question." He raised his hand, "Is the cake really a lie?"
"You guys are terrible." Kokonoe groaned, burying her face in her hands.
Laura stepped towards Kokonoe, patting her in the back. "Yeah guys, cut it out. I mean…" she shared a significant glance with me, "We're no strangers to love."
I felt something in my eye sparkle. "You know the rules," I continued, "And so do I."
From there, we started singing together. Godo hopped aboard, and Tiff started playing music as Kokonoe was helpless to stop us. We had a little while before Yuki Terumi would come out to try and kill us, so why not have our moment of brevity?
The world was about to be destroyed by memelords, and everything was fine.
"Alright, alright," Kokonoe laughed, "You've had your fun." She pocketed the blueprints again, "There's one last detail – Poe," she said to me. "Take this." And she handed me a small, plastic thing.
"What is it?" I asked.
"A flash drive. If you ever meet another version of us… I'll leave it up to you to share the contents of that. You know firsthand what kinds of consequences come from spreading information across worlds. So use that responsibly. Got it?"
"You're trusting me to be responsible?"
She shrugged, "An irresponsible man doesn't establish multiple countries. You give yourself too little credit, Poe." Kokonoe gave me a light punch on the shoulder, "Just don't do anything that I wouldn't, and you'll be fine."
At that, we started trickling out of the sideways apartment building. It felt oddly silent.
I preferred when we were making jokes. That was fun.
-x-
My hands clapped as I formed steel wire and began reshaping the battlefield. Just because I couldn't transmute adamantium didn't mean I couldn't make things hell for Terumi. Tiff, Godo, and Laura knew the battlefield better than I did. So I wasn't supposed to change anything without at least one of them nearby to report the alterations.
But my transmutations had a second effect. They necessitated I put my hands to the ground.
Each time I did, I could feel the vibrations of Yuki Terumi trying to find his way to the surface. I knew exactly where he was, and I was already determining where he'd come out.
There was a kind of tension in the air. For several of us, we knew this would be our last fight. But I felt kind of cheated. If things had been different, if I had a little more time, could I be friends with these people?
Like, actual friends. Not just a humorous companion who only showed up at the end of their journey.
Finally, I felt him becoming frustrated. He'd given up on just finding a way out and had settled on digging his way up. "I've got his location," I reported to Godo as he stood behind me. I held up a fist, "And hey, man. Good luck."
He bumped his fist against mine, "Just don't die. We'll follow the explosions and help however we can."
"…What, no "good luck" to me?"
"It'd be wasted on you."
The laugh that escaped me was a little too bitter. "Yeah," I agreed, "I guess so." He started heading off to meet his friends, dirt crunching beneath his feet as he walked. "Hey, I just noticed something."
He paused, "Yeah?"
"You're not smoking."
Godo took a deep breath, "…Yeah. I figured I was going to quit when all this was over. Why not now, you know?"
I took a deep breath, "I know."
We went our separate ways.
-x-
There was a slight rumble as dirt jumped from a small spot in the middle of what used to be a street. The ground started brightening, heating up and liquefying. Then it hardened to a brittle, fragile black. There was a thumping noise, the sound of that monster's fist smashing into the earth.
Another pound, another shake, and then the earth began to crumble inwards. It was the formation of a sinkhole that widened little by little. Fire started streaming out of it, forming a high, thin tower of green that seemed wrong and ethereal.
Then, Yuki Terumi finally emerged from the ground head first, if only to peek around and see what was going on.
He probably wasn't expecting my running charge towards him. Sound pulsed behind me, quickening my pace. My leg swung up as I kicked him in the side of the head as hard as I could. He was pulled out of the ground, forced into a roll as he put himself back on his feet.
Emerald fire practically dripped off his form as he glared at me. I didn't give him a chance to speak, already clapping my hands and forming spears of dark material from energy stored inside my body. I let them fire at him, jets of fire trailing behind them.
Chains erupted from around him as they swatted the incoming spears out of the air. I drew my swords, swinging them against him as hard as I could.
He raised his arms, easily blocking them and holding them in place with either hand. "Not even gonna give me a chance to talk, huh?" He chuckled, "Smart."
A pulse of sound left my gauntlets, forcing us apart as I felt my feet drag across the ground a short distance away.
"And keeping your distance… what's the matter? Scared?" He laughed. It was a high, manic sound that resonated throughout the abandoned, broken buildings that surrounded us. "That's fair. Of course, if you're afraid of me now… just you wait. When I get my hands on you–"
Tiff pulled the wire. Around the battlefield, it glistened as it was suddenly drawn up sharply, wrapping around Terumi and holding him in place. He paused, eyeing the threads but not increasing the temperature of his body.
…Godo fired at him. The Black Barrel launching a conceptual bullet, to destroy something proportional to the amount of grain or seithr it contained. In most contexts, that would've warranted a long explanation… but suffice to say, Yuki Terumi was practically made of the stuff.
The conceptual bullet tore straight through him, leaving a massive hole behind as it exploded. His chest was just an open, empty space that you could see straight through. Pieces of his clothes slipped off his body from the blast.
He staggered, snapping wires as he did. Then, Terumi went still, his head lowering.
…Silence, save for the crackling of his flames.
Then he started chuckling. His chortling was like firecrackers. I heard the sound of his bones snapping into place and reforming as he slowly stood straight again. His fire, once bright, was almost blinding.
"–I'm going to rip you apart, limb by limb!"
His chains soared towards me, and all I could do was bring up my swords to block them.
-x-
One Foot on the Platform
OR: One Foot on the Train
End-297
-x-
"Normally, the trains shut down when the snow comes in. After all, if the rails are covered, it's not like you can just send them through… That might be true for coach. But for freight it's a different story." I was pacing again. It was a bad habit. "Freight trains have a much stricter schedule to keep. They're transporting important goods from point A to point B.
"A little snow shouldn't be an excuse." I stopped moving, folding my arms behind my lower back as I looked up and stared at the point between the sun and the moon. "So a train was going in the middle of the night, in spite of the snow. It was slow by necessity, and the rails were salted as it went. Even if it was going to be late, it'd make it.
"The train went a hell of a distance, too. It took a two hour trip and made it into a six hour trip – with no overtime. Then something broke. The back car started careening downhill, picking up speed as it went. It rolled fast, made a sharp turn, and suddenly there was a problem and nobody knew how to fix it.
"It was a runaway freight car filled with tar, and they couldn't stop it. They could only divert what track it was on."
For only a second, as I brought my gaze down, I could've sworn I saw lights in the tunnel. But there was nothing. There was just the glare of the sun and moon.
"…It was a nightmare of sound and fire."
-x-
"As we speak, the world around us is falling apart. It only has a few hours left, at best, before everything inside of it is totally erased. If we allow that to happen naturally, it's going to spread out – it might take a few hundred years, but it'll happen, and nobody will be able to stop it.
"If we cause that to happen early, however, we can contain the destruction in one place and prevent it from spreading at all – we sacrifice something that can't be salvaged to prevent the damage from expanding. Understand? This isn't a situation where we're going to walk out of this…" her gaze went to me for a moment. "But if Yuki Terumi is still here, or if he causes this universe to wipe itself clean, then we've got a bigger problem.
"Terumi has frequently demonstrated the desire to destroy the world. He's a maniac, but he isn't stupid. It would be foolish to assume he doesn't have an end game after causing the universe to implode – most likely, with his discovery of a multiverse, he's going to want this to snowball fast. If Terumi is allowed to destroy this world, he'll take that destruction to as many worlds as he can, and he'll do it as quickly as possible.
"Any questions?" She looked us over, waiting for someone to speak up.
I raised my hand, "What about my House of the Rising Sun? It's a pocket dimension – I can just store you guys in it and take you with me–"
Kokonoe shook her head, "No. You can't." She said, bringing up a hand to pull the lollipop out of her mouth and point it at me. "Objects and people that come from a universe that no longer exists can yield disastrous consequences. You're taking something without an origin and dropping it off somewhere that an "origin" is essential. It's creation without cause, matter from nothing.
"Growing it is one thing, building it is another. But if you take materials from a world that just isn't there anymore and drop those same materials into a world that does exist, then it could become volatile. Living things would suffer a logic meltdown, they wouldn't be able to sustain themselves mentally or spiritually… they would dissolve, Poe."
"Oh." My voice felt weak, "That sounds bad."
"That's because it is," her smile was positively shark-like. "Any other questions?"
Godo raised a hand next, "How are you going to end the world?" He frowned, considering his own question, then brought his raised hand to the back of his neck. "And god, isn't that the question?"
"You're right to ask it," Kokonoe reached into her jacket and pulled out a roll of paper. It was a blueprint. "As you know, our base has several entrances and exits. I'm going to use one of the undamaged openings to pop into the base, avoid fires, and then I'll make my way to the Heavy Terminal."
She pointed to a big, block-shape on the blueprint. "This thing will give me access to the Takamagahara system – one of several major systems that organize the layers of our world. Normally, that would be impossible… But given the fact that anyone and anything that could take control is dead and I'm the only one left aside from Terumi that can use this thing, I'm reasonably certain I can swing for admin rights."
"And what're we going to do while you're doing your computer thing?" Laura asked without raising her hand. I couldn't help but think of it as being kind of rude.
"You're going to be holding Terumi off." Kokonoe put her lollipop back in her mouth. "He might be a Ghost Rider, but that doesn't mean he can't be delayed. He can be slowed down. He can be inconvenienced. Your job will be to stall him as long as you possibly can. If that means making him run around in circles chasing you, do it. If it means fighting him with everything you've got, do it.
"He's mortal in this world. His immunities and immortalities don't traverse multiple planes of existence – so if you can kill him, even better." But she doubted we could do it.
…She was right to. Thus far, Terumi had shrugged off the power of my own Ghost Rider. He'd broken his way through adamantium. If ever there existed a terrifying juggernaut that couldn't be stopped, it would be him.
But it was theoretically possible to kill him. For Kokonoe, in some ways, that was more than enough. The real question was whether it'd stick.
"Laura, Tiff, Godo – do not get close. He's stronger than you, and he'll tear you apart if you're within reaching distance. Poe, I hate to ask this if you, but if it comes down to it… can you fight him one-on-one?"
I remembered Terumi beating the shit out of me.
…Then I remembered I was in a world without consequence, and I was free to go all out.
"Yeah." I said to her, "I think I can manage."
"Good. Then the best possible way to hold him back will be for you three to act from a distance," she gestured to her companions, "And for you," she pointed at me, "To hit him personally. Tiff, you're in charge of strategy."
"Terminal point, yes execute now?" The robot girl inquired. "But…"
"Yes?" Kokonoe raised an eyebrow.
"Has anyone really been far even as decided to use even go want to do look more like?" Tiff stood there, maintaining her flat expression.
Dead silence.
We were just looking at each other wondering if this was really happening. Kokonoe took the longest to react, all emotion falling off her face in favor of annoyance. Her eye twitched, "…You're serious."
Godo smirked, "I have another question." He raised his hand, "Is the cake really a lie?"
"You guys are terrible." Kokonoe groaned, burying her face in her hands.
Laura stepped towards Kokonoe, patting her in the back. "Yeah guys, cut it out. I mean…" she shared a significant glance with me, "We're no strangers to love."
I felt something in my eye sparkle. "You know the rules," I continued, "And so do I."
From there, we started singing together. Godo hopped aboard, and Tiff started playing music as Kokonoe was helpless to stop us. We had a little while before Yuki Terumi would come out to try and kill us, so why not have our moment of brevity?
The world was about to be destroyed by memelords, and everything was fine.
"Alright, alright," Kokonoe laughed, "You've had your fun." She pocketed the blueprints again, "There's one last detail – Poe," she said to me. "Take this." And she handed me a small, plastic thing.
"What is it?" I asked.
"A flash drive. If you ever meet another version of us… I'll leave it up to you to share the contents of that. You know firsthand what kinds of consequences come from spreading information across worlds. So use that responsibly. Got it?"
"You're trusting me to be responsible?"
She shrugged, "An irresponsible man doesn't establish multiple countries. You give yourself too little credit, Poe." Kokonoe gave me a light punch on the shoulder, "Just don't do anything that I wouldn't, and you'll be fine."
At that, we started trickling out of the sideways apartment building. It felt oddly silent.
I preferred when we were making jokes. That was fun.
-x-
My hands clapped as I formed steel wire and began reshaping the battlefield. Just because I couldn't transmute adamantium didn't mean I couldn't make things hell for Terumi. Tiff, Godo, and Laura knew the battlefield better than I did. So I wasn't supposed to change anything without at least one of them nearby to report the alterations.
But my transmutations had a second effect. They necessitated I put my hands to the ground.
Each time I did, I could feel the vibrations of Yuki Terumi trying to find his way to the surface. I knew exactly where he was, and I was already determining where he'd come out.
There was a kind of tension in the air. For several of us, we knew this would be our last fight. But I felt kind of cheated. If things had been different, if I had a little more time, could I be friends with these people?
Like, actual friends. Not just a humorous companion who only showed up at the end of their journey.
Finally, I felt him becoming frustrated. He'd given up on just finding a way out and had settled on digging his way up. "I've got his location," I reported to Godo as he stood behind me. I held up a fist, "And hey, man. Good luck."
He bumped his fist against mine, "Just don't die. We'll follow the explosions and help however we can."
"…What, no "good luck" to me?"
"It'd be wasted on you."
The laugh that escaped me was a little too bitter. "Yeah," I agreed, "I guess so." He started heading off to meet his friends, dirt crunching beneath his feet as he walked. "Hey, I just noticed something."
He paused, "Yeah?"
"You're not smoking."
Godo took a deep breath, "…Yeah. I figured I was going to quit when all this was over. Why not now, you know?"
I took a deep breath, "I know."
We went our separate ways.
-x-
There was a slight rumble as dirt jumped from a small spot in the middle of what used to be a street. The ground started brightening, heating up and liquefying. Then it hardened to a brittle, fragile black. There was a thumping noise, the sound of that monster's fist smashing into the earth.
Another pound, another shake, and then the earth began to crumble inwards. It was the formation of a sinkhole that widened little by little. Fire started streaming out of it, forming a high, thin tower of green that seemed wrong and ethereal.
Then, Yuki Terumi finally emerged from the ground head first, if only to peek around and see what was going on.
He probably wasn't expecting my running charge towards him. Sound pulsed behind me, quickening my pace. My leg swung up as I kicked him in the side of the head as hard as I could. He was pulled out of the ground, forced into a roll as he put himself back on his feet.
Emerald fire practically dripped off his form as he glared at me. I didn't give him a chance to speak, already clapping my hands and forming spears of dark material from energy stored inside my body. I let them fire at him, jets of fire trailing behind them.
Chains erupted from around him as they swatted the incoming spears out of the air. I drew my swords, swinging them against him as hard as I could.
He raised his arms, easily blocking them and holding them in place with either hand. "Not even gonna give me a chance to talk, huh?" He chuckled, "Smart."
A pulse of sound left my gauntlets, forcing us apart as I felt my feet drag across the ground a short distance away.
"And keeping your distance… what's the matter? Scared?" He laughed. It was a high, manic sound that resonated throughout the abandoned, broken buildings that surrounded us. "That's fair. Of course, if you're afraid of me now… just you wait. When I get my hands on you–"
Tiff pulled the wire. Around the battlefield, it glistened as it was suddenly drawn up sharply, wrapping around Terumi and holding him in place. He paused, eyeing the threads but not increasing the temperature of his body.
…Godo fired at him. The Black Barrel launching a conceptual bullet, to destroy something proportional to the amount of grain or seithr it contained. In most contexts, that would've warranted a long explanation… but suffice to say, Yuki Terumi was practically made of the stuff.
The conceptual bullet tore straight through him, leaving a massive hole behind as it exploded. His chest was just an open, empty space that you could see straight through. Pieces of his clothes slipped off his body from the blast.
He staggered, snapping wires as he did. Then, Terumi went still, his head lowering.
…Silence, save for the crackling of his flames.
Then he started chuckling. His chortling was like firecrackers. I heard the sound of his bones snapping into place and reforming as he slowly stood straight again. His fire, once bright, was almost blinding.
"–I'm going to rip you apart, limb by limb!"
His chains soared towards me, and all I could do was bring up my swords to block them.
-x-
One Foot on the Platform
OR: One Foot on the Train
End-297
Heavy READER
Book Devourer/Speed Reader
- Location
- Fitchburg, MA
This gonna be good.
Mockingly-Tricky
Ketchup Enthusiast
- Location
- Happy Funtime Candyland
Oh, dis gon be good.
Poe ver.berserker kaiho!
You gonna go the whole planet-buster route?
- Location
- Hunting in the Void
Hye
Reader of The Long Words
- Location
- In the middle of a story
Man, I am just not getting a break today. I've spent the last 5 hours catching up on all the stories I've missed over the last 4 days. And then you update twice in a row. Not that I am unhappy, because I am in now way that. I am ecstatic to hear from you again. I've missed this
Jesus, this is getting more depressing by the line
No shit?
Huh, that is not a question you hear often, at least not directed to anyone other than a villain.
I... that.... huh? Wha? I don't even...
Wait...
Ooh, it was a Meme. Yeah, I think I remember reading it somewhere on 4chan, possibly. Also, this line here is most definitely Signature worthy.
Or, alternatively, you don't quit seeing as you're most likely dead within the next 3 hours, maybe a bit more.
And that is why you double-tap.
Ars Poetica
ULTIMA RATIO NEMO OBLIGATUR
- Location
- The Kingdom of Fiore
- Pronouns
- He / Him / His
Central Fiction is actually kind of impossible now because of what happened to Terumi. Him becoming a Ghost Rider, and how it happened, sort of makes the original plans... kind of irrelevant. The goal's the same, sure, but now he can achieve it through different means.
Or at least, he could, until Kokonoe switched his tracks and Poe derailed him.
Ridiculously Average Guy
I'm you, but stronger
- Location
-
So, question. Terumi is stronger than Poe.
Is this because he's been eating souls, unlike Poe?
Is this because he's been eating souls, unlike Poe?
- Location
- The Z-Cave
It is sort of funny that you created a super version of Terumi before Susanoo Terumi was even revealed. All he's missing is a badass creed.
"I am strength. I am power. I am everything. My very being is the sword of the gods that will destroy all! I am Takehaya Susanoo. THE END HAS COME!"
C'mon, Ghost rider Terumi needs a proper creed to truly be on par with his other self!
The Dark Esper
Watching With Interest
- Location
- Britain
You don't know how much restraint I needed to not go on a wiki walk. You monster.
In other news, Ghost Rider Terumi sounds like the kind of guy who would eat souls.
So he's probably eating souls.
Ars Poetica
ULTIMA RATIO NEMO OBLIGATUR
- Location
- The Kingdom of Fiore
- Pronouns
- He / Him / His
Eh... It's not that he was stronger than Poe. It's just that his Rider overwhelmed him. Now, the circumstances are a little different. Poe can afford to use all his power, and everything he's been storing. Though, at the same time... if not even the Black Barrel can kill Yuki Terumi, this is going to be a fucking nightmare of a battle.
As to him eating souls? It's Yuki Terumi. That should be answer enough.
- Location
- The Z-Cave
A question. Are we looking at daily updates again or not?
Ars Poetica
ULTIMA RATIO NEMO OBLIGATUR
- Location
- The Kingdom of Fiore
- Pronouns
- He / Him / His
I'm certainly going to try.
Mizu
Software Developer
- Location
- Victoria, Australia
Good chapter, Ars. Surprising to learn the world of BlazBlue has a central computer controlling the universe ala Oh My Goddess!, honestly, but seeing as I only know the setting from your fic I'm shrugging and rolling with it. Now, how well can they stall against Terumi before he tears everyone to bloody shreds?
Darkgenerallord
Makes shitty respect threads
- Location
- California
I have several questions.
Is this world a crossover between Notes and Blazblue, and by extension Fate?
If it is, doesn't that mean Poe is now viable for the Throne?
Mostly unrelated, but is the Adamantium Marvel Adamantium or just an identically named but differnet metal?
Is this world a crossover between Notes and Blazblue, and by extension Fate?
If it is, doesn't that mean Poe is now viable for the Throne?
Mostly unrelated, but is the Adamantium Marvel Adamantium or just an identically named but differnet metal?
Ars Poetica
ULTIMA RATIO NEMO OBLIGATUR
- Location
- The Kingdom of Fiore
- Pronouns
- He / Him / His
Shoot.
Yes. This world is that. Not much else to say on it.
Maybe. That depends on one's interpretation of his legend, I suppose.
...Would anyone be willing to write up a Servant Sheet for him after this arc is over? I wonder, I wonder...
It's MARVEL adamantium.
- Location
- The Z-Cave
Since the World is dead Poe isn't eligible for the Throne.
Ars Poetica
ULTIMA RATIO NEMO OBLIGATUR
- Location
- The Kingdom of Fiore
- Pronouns
- He / Him / His
That's true. This world is dead, so he isn't eligible for this world's throne. Well said.
Darkgenerallord
Makes shitty respect threads
- Location
- California
I might do it after this arc. I'll leave some notes here if anybody else wants to, though.
Strength should be D - C, since his actual physical strength is a bit lacking honestly.
Agility would be a B to B+, he's actually quite fast.
Endurance is a genuine A, he's literally tanky enough to be almost out of tier.
Mana is anywhere from B+ - A, he really does not lack for magical power.
I'd suggest representing his Chimera form as Monstrous Strength rank B or so, boosting Strength/Agility/Endurance.
I'd also suggest representing his Alchemy as a magecraft C or so.
His NPs would probably be Grand King at an A - A+, depending on form.
Ghost rider as a genuine EX. Passive effects of Fire immunity and some form of riding rank.
Im guessing House of the Rising Sun and the Ultimate Eye would probably be folded into the Grand King.
Agility would be a B to B+, he's actually quite fast.
Endurance is a genuine A, he's literally tanky enough to be almost out of tier.
Mana is anywhere from B+ - A, he really does not lack for magical power.
I'd suggest representing his Chimera form as Monstrous Strength rank B or so, boosting Strength/Agility/Endurance.
I'd also suggest representing his Alchemy as a magecraft C or so.
His NPs would probably be Grand King at an A - A+, depending on form.
Ghost rider as a genuine EX. Passive effects of Fire immunity and some form of riding rank.
Im guessing House of the Rising Sun and the Ultimate Eye would probably be folded into the Grand King.
The Throne is out of time, so that shouldn't be a problem, I thought?
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Ars Poetica
ULTIMA RATIO NEMO OBLIGATUR
- Location
- The Kingdom of Fiore
- Pronouns
- He / Him / His
This is technically correct as well. Again, it really does depend on your interpretation of it all.
Sure, the throne is out of time, but you need a legend to sit on it. Hard to make a legend when everyone in the world who can respect that legend is dead and gone -- and it's even harder to sit on the throne while you're still alive.
Fuck the Nasuverse is weird.
- Location
- The Z-Cave
To become a Heroic spirit the masses have to deify you as a singular existence, a view of pure individuality that you as an individual are truly special. Everything you did could have only been done by you. In response Alaya and Gaia remove you from the cycle of reincarnation and store you away outside of time in case you might be useful someday in the future. The Throne isn't Valhalla, it's a storage bin where you keep you're favorite action figures in case you want to play with them again as well as your nukes.
Without Gaia or Alaya to make you eternal you can't ascend to Akasha and the Throne. With the World dead both are also deceased so there's nothing to help your ascension.
I actually made a proto-Poe sheet though it's inaccurate since I didn't know about Grand Central Cross Station.
Ars made one as well, but it was hilariously bad.
And you still brought Blazblue into the equation
Timelines, dimensional shenanigans, ancient heroes, trolls and etc.
Squared.
But yeah, looking forward to the rest of this insane fight.
ALSO
Adorable. Not!Lambda is adorable. As always.