Tenkaichi (010)

[Drackos]

Isabella recoiled from the Suen. Like half her body was actively repelling the power that Solomon wielded. Yet the other half was drawn to it. Her sharingan picked up that something was being omitted, which made her ponder if there was something else that Solomon wasn't ready to tell her yet.

She studied the Suen, but had absolutely no clue how to harness it.

How did you acquire this?

She was enthralled by the power. But she caught herself.

It matters not, this is your path to take. I will follow something else. If you had deemed me worthy of receiving either the Power or the Tools, you wouldn't be beating around the bush. So let's focus on these eyes.

She activated the Shinkaigan. She was curious to know if she would see the sanity drain from the Mage King's eyes as well.

These eyes are incomplete. The gods have hinted at a place further west than our maps can reach. I think my journey leads me there. Do you know how to upgrade these eyes and acquire more of it's secret?

"Ha...well. Piss off a couple of gods, maybe die once or twice, ha!" Solomon awkwardly runs his hand through his nest of hair. The Suen dissipated, leaving Solomon to stand up on the sand at the shore and focus his Yin-Yang energies together to recreate Goetia, the Demon God King. He hadn't been brought back to life yet after the Igigi had wiped him out of existence. Then, immediately following his creation, the Mage King sealed him back into his body through his Human Order seal.

"Your eyes...if you wish you can think of them as the antipode of the Sharingan. If one is the Eye of Trauma then the other is the Eye of Knowledge. Their power grows not with your emotions, but your awareness of cosmic secrets. Your nature is to know, at least to develop these eyes."

(In'yōton, Onmyōton: Banbutsu Sōzō no Jutsu) Yin-Yang Release: Creation of All Things

Spoiler

Type: Supplementary
Rank: Forbidden
Range: Short
Chakra: 500
Damage: N/A
Description: Initially, a technique first created and used by Hagoromo Ōtsutsuki (who used it to create the nine tailed beasts), Creation of All Things is the core basic yet purer form of Yin-Yang Release and pertains to the administration of imagination, and the spiritual energy which forms the basis of Yin chakra to create physical forms from nothingness followed by the application of vitality, and the physical energy which forms the basis of Yang chakra, breathing life into form. Essentially, this technique allows one to create beings out of ones imagination. These beings are alive, self suficient and real. However, without the powers of Hagoromo, a normal master of Yin-Yang Release's usage of the technique pales and one cannot create something as a Bijuu. Even in his case, he needed to use the chakra of the Shinju to create the 9 Bijuu, so even in battle he is limited in the use of the technique. In Narutobase RP, however, one can create 1 living being, never bigger than 3x the size of the creator, that has the following abilities:
Can use 3 of the elements the creator knows (including AEs and/or CEs)
Can use one of the following: Ninjutsu, Taijutsu, Genjutsu, a Clan's HA, KG/KT, an Advanced Ninjutsu (Sound, Poison, etc), or universal ability (Fuuinjutsu, Iryo Ninjutsu, Yin-Yang Release, etc), a mode (SM, SHB, etc.) as long as the creator knows it
Has a chakra reserve of max 2000 points and a health pool of 150 points
Can use all techniques the creator knows of the fields it is able to use
Can be sentient or not, with human levels of inteligence or not, including power of speech and a mental link to the creator
Can have one of the following passive traits/skills: chakra sensory, increased physical strength resulting in +20 damage to Taijutsu, immunity to Genjutsu, usage of its elements without handseals or source restrictions, 40 damage reduction from clashes, a speed of 1.5x the speed of its creator, chakra transfer ability, immunity to fuuinjutsu techniques
Will have the physical abilities of the traits of the form created (for example, if it has wings, it can fly, etc etc) but it cannot be human nor the same as a real animal (has to, in some way, be unique and different from existing creatures)
It will also abide to the following restrictions:

The creation will stay in the fight even if the creator dies (in RP terms, if you die and your creation is still alive and wins, you win the fight and can continue in the event playing with your creation).
The creator can only have one creation per bio at any given time.
The creation will be initially formed at the end of the Yin-Yang training, serving as a rite of passage of Yin-Yang Mastery, after which it will need to be stated in the bio that has it and the user will always enter the field with it.
The creation is alive and as such can be killed, healed, poisoned, attacked with gentle fist, etc as any other living thing in Narutoverse and, in terms of NB RPG, suffers all basic restrictions that fall upon a ninja. It cannot, however, be revived with the Edo Tensei technique though if it dies, the creator can use the Creation of All Things technique to revive it once during the battle.
Creations cannot be done during a fight but can be done in any RP thread, be it a training thread or an RP NW thread.
It cannot have "absolute" traits such as being considered immortal or only existing in Limbo. It is a real, living, flesh and bone being that has the abilities listed above.
Cannot have a Doujutsu, Shikotsumyaku, Souma no Ko, Jikūkan or learn to open the Eight Inner Gates.
Note: Can only be used by Yin-Yang Masters.
Note: Hagaromo bios can have 2 creations.
Note: Reviving the creations costs the use of the technique and can only be done once per battle.

(In'yōton, Onmyōton: Jinri Hosei Shiki) – Yin-Yang Release: Human Order Correction Ritual

Spoiler

Type: Supplementary
Rank: Forbidden
Range: Short – Mid
Chakra: 150
Damage: N/A
Description: The Human Order Correction Ritual is the culmination of Solomon’s undertaking that began with his single revelation during his tenure as King of Israel. The Seventy-Two Demon Gods, and their aggregate Goetia, the Demon God King, would become the basis for this technique; it is one of Solomon’s ultimate techniques within the Ars Goetia in which he, using his own body as a vessel, seals his Creation within him. Much like the seal in which a Jinchūriki is sealed within the host, this technique allows one to seal their Creation within themselves. The technique behaves as a body seal, located on the user’s abdomen with the Kanji for “Incarnation.” The user’s link to their Creation is considerably strengthened through this technique; while the Creation is sealed, much like a Jinchūriki, the elemental natures, skills, and abilities that the Creation possesses becomes the user’s, and are strengthened due to their bond. These fields are increased by a rank in strength, or twenty additional damage. The user also becomes able to use a single elemental field of their Creation's without hand seals, to be stated in the biography. The Human Order Correction Ritual possesses some tradeoffs; should the user die in battle, then their Creation will also die. This compares to use of the standard Creation of All Things Technique which allows the user’s familiar, or vice versa, to continue battle. The user also loses a secondary battle partner; this also means that, while sealed, the Creation is unable to travel through the Ninja World. The sealed Creation, while it is able to communicate with the user through mental link, it cannot release them from Illusionary techniques like a Bijuu can with their host. Should the user desire they are able to break the Human Order Correction Ritual seal, releasing the Creation back into the world at considerable chakra cost, and a move. This can be done in reverse, although only once per battle. As a body seal this technique must be stated on the user's biography.

 

[Lili-Chwan]

"Ha...well. Piss off a couple of gods, maybe die once or twice, ha!" Solomon awkwardly runs his hand through his nest of hair. The Suen dissipated, leaving Solomon to stand up on the sand at the shore and focus his Yin-Yang energies together to recreate Goetia, the Demon God King. He hadn't been brought back to life yet after the Igigi had wiped him out of existence. Then, immediately following his creation, the Mage King sealed him back into his body through his Human Order seal.

"Your eyes...if you wish you can think of them as the antipode of the Sharingan. If one is the Eye of Trauma then the other is the Eye of Knowledge. Their power grows not with your emotions, but your awareness of cosmic secrets. Your nature is to know, at least to develop these eyes."

(In'yōton, Onmyōton: Banbutsu Sōzō no Jutsu) Yin-Yang Release: Creation of All Things

Spoiler

Type: Supplementary
Rank: Forbidden
Range: Short
Chakra: 500
Damage: N/A
Description: Initially, a technique first created and used by Hagoromo Ōtsutsuki (who used it to create the nine tailed beasts), Creation of All Things is the core basic yet purer form of Yin-Yang Release and pertains to the administration of imagination, and the spiritual energy which forms the basis of Yin chakra to create physical forms from nothingness followed by the application of vitality, and the physical energy which forms the basis of Yang chakra, breathing life into form. Essentially, this technique allows one to create beings out of ones imagination. These beings are alive, self suficient and real. However, without the powers of Hagoromo, a normal master of Yin-Yang Release's usage of the technique pales and one cannot create something as a Bijuu. Even in his case, he needed to use the chakra of the Shinju to create the 9 Bijuu, so even in battle he is limited in the use of the technique. In Narutobase RP, however, one can create 1 living being, never bigger than 3x the size of the creator, that has the following abilities:
Can use 3 of the elements the creator knows (including AEs and/or CEs)
Can use one of the following: Ninjutsu, Taijutsu, Genjutsu, a Clan's HA, KG/KT, an Advanced Ninjutsu (Sound, Poison, etc), or universal ability (Fuuinjutsu, Iryo Ninjutsu, Yin-Yang Release, etc), a mode (SM, SHB, etc.) as long as the creator knows it
Has a chakra reserve of max 2000 points and a health pool of 150 points
Can use all techniques the creator knows of the fields it is able to use
Can be sentient or not, with human levels of inteligence or not, including power of speech and a mental link to the creator
Can have one of the following passive traits/skills: chakra sensory, increased physical strength resulting in +20 damage to Taijutsu, immunity to Genjutsu, usage of its elements without handseals or source restrictions, 40 damage reduction from clashes, a speed of 1.5x the speed of its creator, chakra transfer ability, immunity to fuuinjutsu techniques
Will have the physical abilities of the traits of the form created (for example, if it has wings, it can fly, etc etc) but it cannot be human nor the same as a real animal (has to, in some way, be unique and different from existing creatures)
It will also abide to the following restrictions:

The creation will stay in the fight even if the creator dies (in RP terms, if you die and your creation is still alive and wins, you win the fight and can continue in the event playing with your creation).
The creator can only have one creation per bio at any given time.
The creation will be initially formed at the end of the Yin-Yang training, serving as a rite of passage of Yin-Yang Mastery, after which it will need to be stated in the bio that has it and the user will always enter the field with it.
The creation is alive and as such can be killed, healed, poisoned, attacked with gentle fist, etc as any other living thing in Narutoverse and, in terms of NB RPG, suffers all basic restrictions that fall upon a ninja. It cannot, however, be revived with the Edo Tensei technique though if it dies, the creator can use the Creation of All Things technique to revive it once during the battle.
Creations cannot be done during a fight but can be done in any RP thread, be it a training thread or an RP NW thread.
It cannot have "absolute" traits such as being considered immortal or only existing in Limbo. It is a real, living, flesh and bone being that has the abilities listed above.
Cannot have a Doujutsu, Shikotsumyaku, Souma no Ko, Jikūkan or learn to open the Eight Inner Gates.
Note: Can only be used by Yin-Yang Masters.
Note: Hagaromo bios can have 2 creations.
Note: Reviving the creations costs the use of the technique and can only be done once per battle.

(In'yōton, Onmyōton: Jinri Hosei Shiki) – Yin-Yang Release: Human Order Correction Ritual

Spoiler

Type: Supplementary
Rank: Forbidden
Range: Short – Mid
Chakra: 150
Damage: N/A
Description: The Human Order Correction Ritual is the culmination of Solomon’s undertaking that began with his single revelation during his tenure as King of Israel. The Seventy-Two Demon Gods, and their aggregate Goetia, the Demon God King, would become the basis for this technique; it is one of Solomon’s ultimate techniques within the Ars Goetia in which he, using his own body as a vessel, seals his Creation within him. Much like the seal in which a Jinchūriki is sealed within the host, this technique allows one to seal their Creation within themselves. The technique behaves as a body seal, located on the user’s abdomen with the Kanji for “Incarnation.” The user’s link to their Creation is considerably strengthened through this technique; while the Creation is sealed, much like a Jinchūriki, the elemental natures, skills, and abilities that the Creation possesses becomes the user’s, and are strengthened due to their bond. These fields are increased by a rank in strength, or twenty additional damage. The user also becomes able to use a single elemental field of their Creation's without hand seals, to be stated in the biography. The Human Order Correction Ritual possesses some tradeoffs; should the user die in battle, then their Creation will also die. This compares to use of the standard Creation of All Things Technique which allows the user’s familiar, or vice versa, to continue battle. The user also loses a secondary battle partner; this also means that, while sealed, the Creation is unable to travel through the Ninja World. The sealed Creation, while it is able to communicate with the user through mental link, it cannot release them from Illusionary techniques like a Bijuu can with their host. Should the user desire they are able to break the Human Order Correction Ritual seal, releasing the Creation back into the world at considerable chakra cost, and a move. This can be done in reverse, although only once per battle. As a body seal this technique must be stated on the user's biography.

Isabella listened intently to the words of the Mage King. She knew the process of activating the Sharingan, and knew more than anyone how Trauma and Emotion influenced her powers. The analogy made perfect sense, except the concept of gaining Knowledge over cosmic entities and matters was completly alien to her.

She looked upon Solomon's eyes with the Shinkaigan well active, draining 5 Sanity points from him.

(Dōjutsu: Shinkaigan) – Eye Technique: Abyssal Eyes

Spoiler

Type: Supplementary
Rank: A
Range: Short – Long
Chakra: N/A (-10 per turn)
Damage: N/A
Description: The Shinkaigan (深海), or the Abyssal Eyes and the Eyes of the Abyss, is the Dōjutsu Kekkei Genkai that appears in the Voidseers. Two conditions must be met to awaken the Shinkaigan. The first is that one must become Void-touched; this is achieved when one becomes Void-touched. The second is by gaining sufficient knowledge of the Shinkaigan and the Voidseer’s innate abilities. This is a key characteristic of the Shinkaigan, noted by Solomon to be “eyes of knowledge” rather than “eyes of trauma,” making it distinct from the Sharingan. The Shinkaigan possesses a unique connection to the Void itself. Its abilities exist in both space and time separately. This comes to be because the Void exists both as a separate dimension and a state in time. Rewinding the clocks far enough would cause everything in the universe to eventually converge onto the Void. The Shinkaigan is the only way one can view the Void directly, peering into it to gain intimate knowledge of the inner workings of the universe as it is today. Without the Shinkaigan exposure to the Void and Shinkaigan Dōjutsu causes one to lose Sanity; though, like a double-edged sword, the Shinkaigan user also suffers a loss of Sanity. But because their eye allows them to perceive and cognize the Void differently from other humans, they lose Sanity at a slower rate. In the left eye the Shinkaigan allows the user to visually perceive lifeforce and lifecycles of anything, including inanimate objects. It derives this ocular power through the nature of the Void itself. The right eye allows the Shinkaigan wielder to view the Void as a physical space, perceiving it not as a point in time but a location. The wielder gains enhanced visual acuity, able to track targets at four times their speed. Though unlike other Dōjutsu it lacks the ability to perceive chakra. Activation of the Shinkaigan grants the user access to their Voidseer Dōjutsu, affording them the ability to use powerful temporal and spatial abilities.
Note: The user is able to passively activate the Shinkaigan after holding the Dōjutsu for one month.
Note: Gazing directly into the Shinkaigan causes a loss of 5 Sanity per turn unless the user also wields the Shinkaigan. Those who have completed Taijutsu training can avoid these effects by breaking eye contact with their opponent.

It was clear that Solomon held greater knowledge of all the matters that she lacked. Furthermore, Isabella had alread made the connection between Solomon and Imeroth, the complete opposites of one another. She had been following Solomon's words and machinations as direct opposition to Imeroth and the Voidlords. But with the appearance of Abzu, the line of division was blurred entirely.

I think half-words, prophecies and enigmas are cumbersome to me. I have been thrown around in this island of ignorance without so much as a guiding light. Maybe I have become too complacent in this journey, for I do not feel like I have control over any step of it.

Allow me, Mage King, a bizzare request, rather than a question.

She said, slapping her hands together with a wolfish grin. The ground behind Isabella bulged outwards before bursting out into torrent of fungal tendrils. The necrotic growth swelled into a massive carapace of a arthropod, as more and more biological waste pushed the insect upwards into several segmented parts that revealed the form of a gruesome myriapod whose wide gapped mouth bellowed an eerie screech that blew the smell of death and putrefaction towards Solomon. The giant construct of Mushroom is further empowered by the Hungry Ghost.

Let us dance...

And then the fungal myriapod burrowed itself onto the ground, shaking it tremendously before erupting from underneath the Mage King, it's gaping mandibles atempting to swallow Solomon whole, while the fungus that compose it start attaching and disgesting his flesh until nothing but rot would remain if unstopped.

(Masshuru-Muton: Mori no Jusshi ) Mushroom Style: Fingers of Pan

Spoiler

Rank: D-S ( S )
Range: Short-Long
Chakra Cost: 10-40 ( 50 )
Damage Points: 20-80 ( 80 )
Description: This serves as the main release of the Mushroom element, materializing the generic fungal net-type described in Primary Release.The user is able to release a large net of fungus, from her hands or from the ground which can withstand the impact of huge boulders of rock and cease their movement. The user can decide to preform this jutsu to trap the opponent. The net will form any structure the user wants, being it a hand, a shield, pillars, etc.
Depending on the rank used, the user is capable of controlling small fungal constructs or a lake's worth of fungus. Through mushroom's chakra parasitic ability, this technique is capable of interacting with other jutsu by shaving off some power when colliding with an enemy chakra-costing technique. Up to B rank, it shaves 10 damage, or 5 chakra. Higher than B rank, it shaves 20 damage or 10 chakra, similar to Water Style: Mist Rain.

Note: A rank can only be used once every 2 turns up to 4 times per battle. S rank can only be used once every three turns, 3 times per battle.

(Inton: Gaki no Jutsu) - Yin Release: Hungry Ghost Technique

Spoiler

Type: Supplementary
Rank: S
Range: N/A
Chakra Cost: N/A (+50)
Damage: N/A
Description: Hungry Ghost is a spiritual parasite created through the user’s Yin Release chakra. When using an elemental jutsu, the user will form the ram hand seal to seal the hungry ghost within their technique. Sealing the hungry ghost inside one’s technique happens within the same timeframe as their elemental technique. When the user’s technique clashes with another technique, the parasitic Yin Chakra will eat away at the chakra within the technique, weakening it by one rank. Once the hungry ghost consumes foreign chakra it is released and immediately attaches itself to the source of the foreign chakra (the opponent). From there, the parasite continues to eat away at the enemy’s chakra every time they use techniques (all techniques reduce in rank and power by 1 degree). Once the Hungry Ghost is released, its tether is immediate and cannot be blocked or circumvented by ordinary means. The effects of Hungry Ghost last for 4 turns.
Note: Can only be used 5 times per battle and cannot be used on the same target more than twice.
Note: Surges or Barriers that utilize Yin, Yang, Yin-Yang or Natural Energy can break or prevent the tethering of the Hungry Ghost.
Note: Yin Release master can apply this technique to advanced elements and CE
Note: Hungry Ghost can only be used on S-rank techniques and below.

Specialized Void Infusion: Nope

Official challenge to Solomon, as a spar

 

[Lili-Chwan]

"You're not the most gentle person in the world!" Solomon laughed, falling back to the earth as his Ethereal Guardian smashed through the Edge of Darkness and destroyed the Nzumbe representation of himself. "Those mushrooms...do you do them yourself?" He asked, a wry smile across his face. It was a fun altercation, though he was rather happy to talk to her without the threat of death and destruction on the edge of their minds. Solomon dispersed the tether shared between the Malleus Maleficarum and Isabella, freeing her up. "There we go."

Isabella touched the Matatabi Nzumbe with her palm, as soon as the Mystic Fire guardian blasted through the black prison, revealing an unbothered Solomon atop the shredded remainins of his Nzumbe copy. She knew the Malleus spike at been deactivated, and in turn, she pulled on the Two Tail nzumbe and it shredded itself away completely as well.

Isabella de-activated her Doujutsu and continued on towards the Mage King.

We can't all be fairies, Solomon.

She laughed as he asked about the mushrooms.

I told you I can make a mean mushroom stew. Thanks for this dance, Mage King. I do have to say that your techniques are quite bothersome to handle. But despite your power you are still very human indeed. I do hope that your choice of interference remains strong, I think we'll need your abilities if we are to survive.

I will not bother you anymore. I think it's been time we part our ways. There have been some signs pointing towards the west. But I have to ask, will I be able to find the answer to any of my questions there? Should I be heading somewhere else to awaken this Relic Core, get a God Slaying Weapon or discover more about the Shinkaigan?

 

[Goetia]

Coming from [x]

Merlin disembarks on a random corner of the island. Unsure of where to walk, he simply climbs the hill up to the plains of the island and sits down at the edge of a cliff overlooking the pier, watching the swaying waves of the ocean in the afternoon sun.

 

[Drackos]

Isabella touched the Matatabi Nzumbe with her palm, as soon as the Mystic Fire guardian blasted through the black prison, revealing an unbothered Solomon atop the shredded remainins of his Nzumbe copy. She knew the Malleus spike at been deactivated, and in turn, she pulled on the Two Tail nzumbe and it shredded itself away completely as well.

Isabella de-activated her Doujutsu and continued on towards the Mage King.

We can't all be fairies, Solomon.

She laughed as he asked about the mushrooms.

I told you I can make a mean mushroom stew. Thanks for this dance, Mage King. I do have to say that your techniques are quite bothersome to handle. But despite your power you are still very human indeed. I do hope that your choice of interference remains strong, I think we'll need your abilities if we are to survive.

I will not bother you anymore. I think it's been time we part our ways. There have been some signs pointing towards the west. But I have to ask, will I be able to find the answer to any of my questions there? Should I be heading somewhere else to awaken this Relic Core, get a God Slaying Weapon or discover more about the Shinkaigan?

Coming from [x]

Merlin disembarks on a random corner of the island. Unsure of where to walk, he simply climbs the hill up to the plains of the island and sits down at the edge of a cliff overlooking the pier, watching the swaying waves of the ocean in the afternoon sun.

Solomon pondered her questions for a moment, taking steps closer to Isabella. "Your fate is in your hands, Isabella. It always has been. To the East the secrets of the God Slaying Tools will soon be revealed to the world, though it might take some time. As for your core..." Solomon paused, pondering again. "The fate of your relic and your eyes," he motions toward her Shinkaigan, though keeping his own line of sight broken, "they are intertwined as one. Soon the path to Nefarian will be known, and the choice will become yours again." Solomon turned around, looking toward the shore again. "I'll be going now, Isabella. Our paths will cross again in the future." Solomon stepped past her, turning back to walk deeper into the island. His Satorigan still active, the Mage King could see Merlin in the distance. Normally he would have grimaced. But not this time.

"I didn't have much time to stay at the Threshold after the crisis ended. I imagine you're not doing too well." Solomon paused, taking a seat next to Merlin after a brief walk away from the shore.

 

[Goetia]

Solomon pondered her questions for a moment, taking steps closer to Isabella. "Your fate is in your hands, Isabella. It always has been. To the East the secrets of the God Slaying Tools will soon be revealed to the world, though it might take some time. As for your core..." Solomon paused, pondering again. "The fate of your relic and your eyes," he motions toward her Shinkaigan, though keeping his own line of sight broken, "they are intertwined as one. Soon the path to Nefarian will be known, and the choice will become yours again." Solomon turned around, looking toward the shore again. "I'll be going now, Isabella. Our paths will cross again in the future." Solomon stepped past her, turning back to walk deeper into the island. His Satorigan still active, the Mage King could see Merlin in the distance. Normally he would have grimaced. But not this time.

"I didn't have much time to stay at the Threshold after the crisis ended. I imagine you're not doing too well." Solomon paused, taking a seat next to Merlin after a brief walk away from the shore.

Though he heard Solomon's voice, Merlin did not turn to greet his Caster compatriot, his gaze still fixed on the setting sun, slowly receding behind the ocean that separated continents. The Magus of Flowers had been in a rather pensive state since his emergence from Kur, at first due to a lack of energy, and then in response to the uncertainty surrounding his very being. As a clairvoyant like the King of Magic, Merlin had grown accustomed to being possessed of wisdom, of knowledge that others weren't privy to. Rarely was he in the dark regarding the happenings of the world and its people, but that applied only to all things beside himself. Since childhood, his sense of self was totally clear to him, his purpose unmistakable. But with the blurring of the line between life and death, between reality and the imagined, so too did his own self, his own destiny, become uncertain. This concerned the incubus, but it did not scare him. After all, he had witnessed the uprising of the Black Dragon. If he could remain strong in faith at that time, as Arthur had, he would remain strong now.

"Well...as well as you could expect someone to be, after fighting tooth and nail in hell, haha."

Merlin replied in good spirit, but the truth was a little different than what his light-hearted answer would let on. As much as he might have liked to steer the conversation away from his condition, identifying and, hopefully, understanding it was the first step to remedying it. Raising his right arm, he loosened his robes and the black bodysuit around his left shoulder, laying bare the pitted skin that had itched since its emergence. "I first noticed it after leaving the gate to Kur, but any attempt to heal it was met with failure." A long pause followed Merlin's speech, allowing Solomon some moments to inspect the irritated flesh. He would then readjust his clothing properly, turning his head slightly so that the visage of the King of Magic was within his peripheral view. "It seems we've both come out of recent events changed. For better or worse, heh." Merlin prodded humorously, subtly alluding to his observation of Solomon's new eyes, which shone with the same sky-blue pigment as his own.

 

[Lili-Chwan]

Isabella parted ways with Solomon as she started going inwards towards the other side of the Island. She gazed upon the west. Across this tongue of waterstretche out the great continent where shehad been born. Madara would most likely be there as well, as most of the Fire Country was his territory. Then again, how loyal would he be to his own domain? He was gathering the Relic Holders, and even his right hand man seemed to be out of the loop of this endeavour.

Isabella activated her Shinkaigan, watching the waves slapping against the rocky shore, feeling the lifecycle of the fauna and flora, even the miniscule microbiome. It was hypnotic and soothing, even though these eyes of knowledge posed more questions than answers... until

Malicious Revelations
Location: CLASSIFIED
The events of Malicious Revelations appear as a vision to those who currently wield a basic Shinkaigan.

“Indescript location. A good hideout to conduct your experiments,” the Uchiha commented.

The tunnel was dark. The sound of nature above was muffled by thick layers of earth that concealed the complex fortress system that spanned the Land of Fire. Pillars of oxidized metal held up the world, like Atlas in his eternal struggle. Though some had collapsed, caving in parts of the system. “I do enjoy peace and quiet,” the second man replied, standing ten meters from the Uchiha. He was shrouded in grey. “How did you find me?”

The glint of the Uchiha’s Sharingan was unmistakable in the darkness. Blood red eyes locked with the grey shrouded stranger as they stood in the tunnel, staring each other down. The tension in the air was heavy. “It was easy. You haven’t transcended completely. I can feel your soul as clear as day. No one is quite as sadistic as you are, and it left a mark.” There was no malice in his voice. He said it matter-of-factly, an honest assessment.

“Why are you here?” The grey man asked, his shroud concealing his face.

“Answers breed questions and questions breed answers. Realizations. You once told me everyone has a purpose. Do you still hold this to be true?” Asked the Uchiha.

“Everyone has a purpose,” the grey-hooded man reaffirmed, “even myself.”

The Uchiha’s mind thought back to the boy and his words. The boy was the sacrifice of this age, just as he was the sacrifice of his. “I sacrificed myself for my people to build a better world. To upend the ordered way. That is my purpose.”

But the grey-cloaked man only laughed, his voice echoing through the decrepit halls of the tunnel system. “A product of your time, yes. But an artificial one.”

The Uchiha’s eyes widened, the Sharingan transitioning from its Three Tomoe base into the Eternal Mangekyo Sharingan. His mind raced back centuries to the great massacres of 581 and the Senju-Uchiha War that followed.

“You’ve realized it, haven’t you? Your mind is sharp, even though your soul is hollow.”

The Hagoromo Clan had been wiped out, exterminated. The Freehold was placed into legislative deadlock in the wake of the attack. A young Sai Uchiha mounted the assault that triggered a war between Uchiha and Senju. But it had all been fought over resource scarcity.

“You’re a sharp one, aren’t you?” The cloaked man asked, clearly enjoying himself.

“Then that day….at the Hagoromo….” He paused, hands brushing along his eye sockets.

“...were never truly the natural evolution of an Uchiha to begin with,” the cloaked man completed his thought.

“Then the entire war was...you got to it,” the Uchiha whispered in shock, his epiphany complete.

“Yes. You had wished for salvation. An end to conflict and tyranny. We engineered the Three Calamities to bring about the end of the inheritors of the Golden Empire. You were blinded by emotion, like your relatives. It never occurred to you, not even once, that the Senju’s attack on the Hagoromo may had been a tad bit extreme. You accepted it wholeheartedly, as we had predicted. The ensuing bloodshed was spectacular. And it ultimately crippled the Freehold’s military might, sealing their demise in the following two hundred years. And you, Sai Uchiha, became our champion.” The man lowered his hood, revealing his black eyes and ancient elven ears.

His fist glimmered and quaked with a familiar power. Anger surged through him. He only had to release his grip, and that energy would tear through the cloaked man, burning him without searing his flesh. “Is that why you had sent me to kill Enkidu?” The Uchiha asked in a shaky, gasping breath fueled by adrenaline.

“To complete your metamorphosis,” replied the man, a smug smile across his face.

“And what metamorphosis might that be?”

“A metamorphosis of the mind. An understanding. Cosmic imbalance brought to bear. Your existence was predicated on a lie. The Great Senju-Uchiha War was fought for nothing. Allow me a single question before you shred my existence limb from limb,” the elven man said, still smiling. “Takauji Ashikaga. When he underwent his metamorphosis and was killed multiple times by the shinobi of Tsumigakure...what happened to his soul?”

The Uchiha said nothing. Tension filled the air. At any moment he could unleash his unbridled fury.

“He was rebirthed from the Sea of Life, yes. But his soul. Did those clones possess a soul? What is the paradox behind the Paradoxical Rebirth? Can the Sea of Life create a novel soul? Does the soul of the original body transfer itself into the new body?”

Harrowing silence.

“Yes, it is just as you suspect. Your body, even during the war, was mutated by the Sea of Life. Did you truly believe you were special? That you ascended your Sharingan into its Eternal state without external help? You have no brothers or sisters within direct kin. When the Black Ones came to assassinate you they killed your original form, that of Sai Uchiha. The body, no the shell, of the man you are now - you are nothing more than an empty vessel. A body shaped from clay born to be manipulated. You are soulless, King of Souls. Your decisions have never been your own, manipulated from the earliest days of your life. Are you truly even Sai Uchiha? Is how you arrived here, standing in this dark military tunnel complex, of your own design? Can a soulless man have free will?” His laughter subsided, all that remained was dark venomous words to catalyze a malicious revelation.

“ENOUGH!” He shouted, his fist shining bright as he unleashed a maelstrom of cyan flames to engulf the man. Blood dripped from his Eternal eyes as his body shook.

The man screamed as his form was engulfed, falling backwards onto the cold, dry earth beneath him. The tunnels shook. Blue flames rippled across his body as they ravenously consumed him.

“Perhaps I do lack my soul. Maybe I am not the original Sai Uchiha, living as a shell of his former self. A reproduced unit formed from remnants of the Sea of Life. But my sacrifices...they were always mine. And I won’t let you invalidate them,” he stood triumphant over the cyan-smoldering remains of the elven man.

“Haha...hahahahaha!” The laughter came from behind him, the Uchiha’s eyes widening in surprise. Why hadn’t his attack worked?

“Green,” the elven man whispered from behind.

Suddenly the Uchiha hunched over coughing once, blood spurted from his mouth onto the ground and then into his hand. He turned slightly, eyes meeting the elven man in front of him as he reappeared in perfect condition. In front of the Uchiha the body he had ignited was nowhere to be seen. A genjutsu?

“Right now you’re asking a simple question - had I cast a Genjutsu on you? The answer is so painfully obvious. No. What fool would fool an Uchiha with eyes like yours. But then what? Your Soul Fire is magnificent, burning away the soul. Even Divinities like Phetra would be vulnerable to it. Cast your eyes upon my Divinity! Understand that as I am I lack a soul entirely! My chrysalis was is Divine Spirituality, the ultimate transformation done through Ereshkigal’s Divinity! Your flame cannot burn me, just as fire cannot burn water. Behold!” The man cast his arms to either flank, radiating silver light. “Red.”

As he spoke his color the Uchiha collapsed to the ground, coughing violently as he clutched at his chest.

“You are still burdened by your physicality. A tragic limitation.”

The Uchiha coughed again, hacking up another globule of blood that splattered along the cavernous floor.

“You have a magnificent anatomy, crafted from the finest clay. Yet, just like all humans, you are vulnerable to disease,” in the man’s hand a green orb of energy manifested, dancing as dark green light in the dank cavern. “You hold power over the soul. A potent skill, but rendered ineffective against my Divinity. I hold power over the human condition, a derivative power stolen from the Underworld. Humanity is my vector. Virulence is my modus operandi. I am Nefarian, Voidlord and God of Disease,” he knelt beside the Uchiha’s crumpled body, writhing in agony as a variety of diseases coursed through his form. He tipped his hand over, letting the dark green glowing orb fall into his body, phasing through it.

“You might arrogantly believe that the Prismatic Plague I designed will keep your form alive. And you would be right. I am confident that Enkidu cannot stop it. Millions of humans will go on living, defying death that was cosmically arranged thousands of years ago. The deaths that the Twin Fates wrote into reality will not come to pass and, in time, the Domain of Condition will shatter. But here, the Soul will shatter. Here the reality of a soulless man will bring to bear cosmic imbalance. Fight it as you might, but I have no soul. You are rendered utterly impotent before my might. Feel the disease course through your form. It will eat away at your body as thousands of viruses consume you at a cellular level.”

Blood seeped from the Uchiha’s eyes, he groaned in pain. The man, once Sai Uchiha, could feel the void in his soul as the Divine disease consumed him, eating at his body.

“It is a shame that you lost your sword, Demetrias. You will die here, under this crumbling rubble.”

A hollow peace might have gripped the world in the aftermath of the Irkallan raid. But reality couldn’t be further from this perception; the Domain of Condition and the Soul strained under the weight of these revelations. It wouldn’t be long before they shattered, bringing Imeroth one step closer to unleashing the Void upon the world.

Another question. Isabella grabbed her head, her vision transporting her to an undisclosed location. She knew Nefarian right away, his venemous tone reverbating within the halls of the militarized dungeon. She did not know the second man, but it was clear from their conversation that he was an Uchiha... maybe even the first. Isabella watched on, powerless, as the man previously known as Sai Uchiha faced against Nefarian. The Soul Flames burned bright, yet they were completely powerless against her nemesis.

The shock of the Malicious Revelations shook Isabella to the core. She had ignorantly been calling Nefarian a god, but to have confirmation of his ascention was damning. The God of Disease had been borned, and the Soul of prophecy had been stomped at his foot.

Isabella did not know if she had been the only one watching this, but she needed to make sense of it. She pondered Solomon, but she wanted to extradicate herself from his cryptic ways. There was only so much information he was willing to share, and Isabella would need to emancipate herself from him.

The vision ended and the waves slapped against the coast of Tenkaichi. Yet the sounds had not come back to it yet... instead replaced by an eerie voice she wasn't sure was her own or something else's

And so Apollo drew his arrow and looked down from the heavens. Upon his eye he witnessed five bastions. He aimed, and fired. His arrow crashing down into the chthonic rubble.

YENGOSGRE
AMRJOHOI
AYMHAKIA
KKOOYK
AREJGTE​

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[Drackos]

Though he heard Solomon's voice, Merlin did not turn to greet his Caster compatriot, his gaze still fixed on the setting sun, slowly receding behind the ocean that separated continents. The Magus of Flowers had been in a rather pensive state since his emergence from Kur, at first due to a lack of energy, and then in response to the uncertainty surrounding his very being. As a clairvoyant like the King of Magic, Merlin had grown accustomed to being possessed of wisdom, of knowledge that others weren't privy to. Rarely was he in the dark regarding the happenings of the world and its people, but that applied only to all things beside himself. Since childhood, his sense of self was totally clear to him, his purpose unmistakable. But with the blurring of the line between life and death, between reality and the imagined, so too did his own self, his own destiny, become uncertain. This concerned the incubus, but it did not scare him. After all, he had witnessed the uprising of the Black Dragon. If he could remain strong in faith at that time, as Arthur had, he would remain strong now.

"Well...as well as you could expect someone to be, after fighting tooth and nail in hell, haha."

Merlin replied in good spirit, but the truth was a little different than what his light-hearted answer would let on. As much as he might have liked to steer the conversation away from his condition, identifying and, hopefully, understanding it was the first step to remedying it. Raising his right arm, he loosened his robes and the black bodysuit around his left shoulder, laying bare the pitted skin that had itched since its emergence. "I first noticed it after leaving the gate to Kur, but any attempt to heal it was met with failure." A long pause followed Merlin's speech, allowing Solomon some moments to inspect the irritated flesh. He would then readjust his clothing properly, turning his head slightly so that the visage of the King of Magic was within his peripheral view. "It seems we've both come out of recent events changed. For better or worse, heh." Merlin prodded humorously, subtly alluding to his observation of Solomon's new eyes, which shone with the same sky-blue pigment as his own.

Solomon's Satorigan glowed, peering down at the pitting along Merlin's shoulder. Had it not been for these Divinity-augmented eyes then he might not have been able to discern the true mystery behind Merlin's now transforming body. He was infected. In his eight century lifespan he had never seen something like this, and much of that was spent under the pseudonym Romani Archaman, nomadic doctor. Normally Solomon detested the Incubus, but here he couldn't help but feel some pity. He almost seemed like a broken man. "It's an infection," said Solomon, the first words that left his mouth. He was somber, sad even. "A lot has changed since your journey in the Underworld. A Void Tree has taken root.".

 

[Goetia]

Solomon's Satorigan glowed, peering down at the pitting along Merlin's shoulder. Had it not been for these Divinity-augmented eyes then he might not have been able to discern the true mystery behind Merlin's now transforming body. He was infected. In his eight century lifespan he had never seen something like this, and much of that was spent under the pseudonym Romani Archaman, nomadic doctor. Normally Solomon detested the Incubus, but here he couldn't help but feel some pity. He almost seemed like a broken man. "It's an infection," said Solomon, the first words that left his mouth. He was somber, sad even. "A lot has changed since your journey in the Underworld. A Void Tree has taken root.".

Merlin felt the piercing gaze of the Mage King rest on his shoulder, inspecting the pitted skin that continued to itch even now. Solomon's words of pity were few and far between, but their rarity was proof of sincerity. "Do you refer to what lies beneath the tainted waters of the Hokubu, or what festers in this body of mine?" the incubus asked with a sardonic chuckle, trying to lighten the mood as best he could. After all, he had come out of Kur alongside the other shinobi with their lives. He wouldn't let the question hang in the air for long, however, deciding to resume his old practice of poking at the King of Magic for his own amusement. "Don't think I didn't notice those eyes of yours, Solomon. If you wanted to admit to my superiority, you needn't have danced around the matter. After all, I am a connoisseur in the finer things, let alone when it comes to Magecraft." he said boastfully, his tone exaggerated but just short of feeling inauthentic in meaning.

 

[Drackos]

Merlin felt the piercing gaze of the Mage King rest on his shoulder, inspecting the pitted skin that continued to itch even now. Solomon's words of pity were few and far between, but their rarity was proof of sincerity. "Do you refer to what lies beneath the tainted waters of the Hokubu, or what festers in this body of mine?" the incubus asked with a sardonic chuckle, trying to lighten the mood as best he could. After all, he had come out of Kur alongside the other shinobi with their lives. He wouldn't let the question hang in the air for long, however, deciding to resume his old practice of poking at the King of Magic for his own amusement. "Don't think I didn't notice those eyes of yours, Solomon. If you wanted to admit to my superiority, you needn't have danced around the matter. After all, I am a connoisseur in the finer things, let alone when it comes to Magecraft." he said boastfully, his tone exaggerated but just short of feeling inauthentic in meaning.

"Both." He replied matter-of-factly, running his hand along the pitting of Merlin's shoulder. "The tree has spread much further than only in the Hokubu. Its roots have emerged as far east as the Sun and Moon Shrines, and as far west as..." He paused, thinking of what it even was. The waters and mists to the far west and locked away this mysterious land for longer than humanity had existed. But it had changed. And only now that he had the Satorigan could he see it for what it really was. It was like an illusion that had become real. "As far as the Resting Place of the Gods...Kamiyasumi. But it's your health I'm more concerned for now..." His voice trailed off, somewhat fascinated by the seeds gently resting in Merlin's body. He suspected that even if he had surgically removed them they would find a way back into Merlin's body. "The Outer Lands."

 

[Goetia]

"Both." He replied matter-of-factly, running his hand along the pitting of Merlin's shoulder. "The tree has spread much further than only in the Hokubu. Its roots have emerged as far east as the Sun and Moon Shrines, and as far west as..." He paused, thinking of what it even was. The waters and mists to the far west and locked away this mysterious land for longer than humanity had existed. But it had changed. And only now that he had the Satorigan could he see it for what it really was. It was like an illusion that had become real. "As far as the Resting Place of the Gods...Kamiyasumi. But it's your health I'm more concerned for now..." His voice trailed off, somewhat fascinated by the seeds gently resting in Merlin's body. He suspected that even if he had surgically removed them they would find a way back into Merlin's body. "The Outer Lands."

Merlin's face sagged as his attempts at humour were left to the wayside, rubbing his head sheepishly. A guy could only try and lift the mood for so long. "Ah...little old me, becoming a border point between two planes of existence. Quite the promotion." the Flower Magician said jokingly, readjusting his clothing so that it fit properly again. "Seeing as death no longer exists...I do wonder what may happen to me, should this go untreated." Though his thoughts were phrased as questions, the old Court Magus of Camelot imagined he would go the way of death; cease to exist as he was. Merlin's life spanned many centuries, like Solomon, but he was not a true immortal. And in the current situation, he could only theorise, much like the King of Magic in some sense. "If the Outer Lands are my next stop, then I'll go when time permits."

 

[Drackos]

Merlin's face sagged as his attempts at humour were left to the wayside, rubbing his head sheepishly. A guy could only try and lift the mood for so long. "Ah...little old me, becoming a border point between two planes of existence. Quite the promotion." the Flower Magician said jokingly, readjusting his clothing so that it fit properly again. "Seeing as death no longer exists...I do wonder what may happen to me, should this go untreated." Though his thoughts were phrased as questions, the old Court Magus of Camelot imagined he would go the way of death; cease to exist as he was. Merlin's life spanned many centuries, like Solomon, but he was not a true immortal. And in the current situation, he could only theorise, much like the King of Magic in some sense. "If the Outer Lands are my next stop, then I'll go when time permits."

"These aren't deadly, at least in the normal sense of the word." Solomon paused, pressing his finger against the outside of the pitting. The seeds were hard, almost like small specks of steel than organic matter. But they were living nonetheless. "It's hard to say what will happen. The Void Tree we've seen grow deep in the sea has spread its roots throughout the world, just like how these seeds will grow through you. But what will happen I can't say for certain. You need to go investigate the tree. I'd recommend starting in the Hokubu...but it's not exactly the safest. You might find the greatest boon in the Port of Innovus."

 

[Goetia]

"These aren't deadly, at least in the normal sense of the word." Solomon paused, pressing his finger against the outside of the pitting. The seeds were hard, almost like small specks of steel than organic matter. But they were living nonetheless. "It's hard to say what will happen. The Void Tree we've seen grow deep in the sea has spread its roots throughout the world, just like how these seeds will grow through you. But what will happen I can't say for certain. You need to go investigate the tree. I'd recommend starting in the Hokubu...but it's not exactly the safest. You might find the greatest boon in the Port of Innovus."

Merlin nodded in agreement. Without any way to safely reach the depths of the Hokubu, long tainted by the essence of the Mother Goddess, the Port of Innovus was a fine alternative to begin his quest, if one could call it that. But the Outer Lands were to be kept in the back of his mind. "Noted, Solomon." he said softly, his eyes falling upon the waters below, eyeing the small waves that ripple past the port and into the cliffside, carried on the winds of change. He wondered if the way he felt now was the same as when Artoria set forth on her own path. Would it promise hope, and end in ruin? "Perhaps it is time I reconvene with Emiya-kun as well. Unlike us, he is wholly human. I should keep a close eye on him."

 

[Drackos]

Merlin nodded in agreement. Without any way to safely reach the depths of the Hokubu, long tainted by the essence of the Mother Goddess, the Port of Innovus was a fine alternative to begin his quest, if one could call it that. But the Outer Lands were to be kept in the back of his mind. "Noted, Solomon." he said softly, his eyes falling upon the waters below, eyeing the small waves that ripple past the port and into the cliffside, carried on the winds of change. He wondered if the way he felt now was the same as when Artoria set forth on her own path. Would it promise hope, and end in ruin? "Perhaps it is time I reconvene with Emiya-kun as well. Unlike us, he is wholly human. I should keep a close eye on him."

"Those seeds will spread through your body. I'm not sure if you're a vessel for them, if they're just feeding on you, or if they will grow into something entirely different. But you should be careful. There's something cosmic about them. Something derived from the Void that you saw in Irkalla," Solomon stepped back, giving Merlin space. "Keep me informed. I'll see you again soon."

 

[Goetia]

"Those seeds will spread through your body. I'm not sure if you're a vessel for them, if they're just feeding on you, or if they will grow into something entirely different. But you should be careful. There's something cosmic about them. Something derived from the Void that you saw in Irkalla," Solomon stepped back, giving Merlin space. "Keep me informed. I'll see you again soon."

"I will." With a handwave, Merlin puts an end to their brief reunion. Standing up from the edge of the cliff, he walks back down to the port, boarding the boat he arrived on. He would set off, making for the Port of Innovus.

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[Mirai]

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Finally arriving to her destination; Mirabelle was quick to start scanning the area. With bits and pieces of chatting with the locals, they managed to point her into the direction of the man she seeks. As she approached, Mirabelle couldn’t help but finally remove the mask from her face; a smile warmed onto her face. “Solomon” she greeted, as she bowed slowly and gracefully. “It’s been a while…a couple of months from what I recall…” she jested. She approached a bit closer, about five meters from him as she started to circle him. She was curious, but she stopped when she was face to face with him. “I wanted to personally thank you for the assistance in the raid. I heard from Emiya about what transpired. Unfortunately, I wasn’t able to attend the battle myself, some…things happened beyond my control that required my more immediate attention, as you are aware.. However, I didn’t only come here to thank you…got a moment for a personal lecture with your former student?” Mirabelle asked, with another warm smile. It’s been a long time since those times in Chungsu, to think times has changed so rapidly since then.

@Drackos

 

[Drackos]

"A lecture?" Solomon questioned with some level of feigned curiosity. Considerable time elapsed since he had last seen Mirabelle in person. Though her thanks were unnecessary, it nonetheless elicited a nod and a smile in acknowledgement.

 

[Mirai]

“Well, more so…questions that I wished or at least hoping to get answered…” she paused for a moment to gather her thoughts. She wanted to gather up her topics of importance and started things off with what can be seen as a loaded question. “What is exactly ‘Divinity’…? Based on the information I’ve gather from sources, it’s some sort of power only accessible by gods. As you once pointed out before to Isabella…but then…people like Phetra who apparently stole it from a goddess herself and also Neferian announcing he too has ascended. And to make things even better…she said it herself, she had whatever skill it is she created or learned to certain individuals. Where can I seek that information?” she paused, allowing herself to breath and for Solomon to register her words. “I only wish to know this myself…because I too wish to obtain this power. The power to weave divine energy into my favor and be able to fight these gods or divine beings. I have this” she said presenting her God Slaying Naginata, “but I feel this alone isn’t enough. What if it breaks? What am I to do in the event such a thing happened…I’m scared. I’m scared of losing this world of ours to these beings…and if this..Abzu person is another coming threat, I want to be able to make sure I can fight against them even without this” she said. She would have sighed, scratching the side of her head in annoyance. It’s a new noticeable habit of hers, but she didn’t care.

“And if you don’t mind…but who was Phetra really. I heard a little bit about the things she told the other Champions of Humanity, but so little do I know about her. Sometimes I wished she was on our side, maybe things would have bene different in the end of things…" she pondered, but alas she allowed Solomon the room to fill in any blanks.

 

[Drackos]

"You have a voracious appetite for knowledge, that's for sure." He laughed, scratching his own head unsure where to start. Her questions were difficult, no thanks to the complexity of the answers required. "These things you ask...they aren't exactly..." He paused again, unsure on how to proceed, brow furrowed. For a moment Solomon's mind drifted away to Anu, now essentially his patron deity and the one responsible for his clairvoyance and Satorigan. "Your fear is justified. It's like staring into an abyss. That's what the Void is - the abyss where Divinity was born. And here we are, not just us in a literal sense, but humanity as a whole. We're staring into an abyss. So who was Phetra? She is a woman of raw ambition, a child born during the decline of the Golden Empire, the first civilization raised by the gods and gifted to humanity thousands of years ago. She was told her fate by a single man and from that day forth she was determined to live her life to the fullest and transcend what it meant to be human." He stopped for a moment, mind now focused on Imeroth, his counterpart.

 

[Mirai]

“Staring into an abyss…?” Mirabelle’s head crooked to the side, her mind racing with different thoughts. “Well, that essentially reminds me of how Wuji works, in a sense. In my former clan’s culture, the everything came from nothing; but everything can be returned to nothingness too” she recited one of the basic principals of the Hayabusa Clan’s Wuji. However, she paused and thought about it. “Though I suppose in the case of the Void, its an even grander scale beyond our comprehension…” she started to tap her chin. “Which makes me wonder, is the Mother Cult’s goal is to bring this world as we know it into “nothing”?” she pondered at this thought. She then started to think about the introduction to Phetra’s past. She was one from one of the earlier generations of humanity. Someone already told her fate, though Mirabelle’s eyes narrowed into a rather solemn one. “I see. I really wished I’d have a chance to meet her or even the Goddess of the Dead herself. Such beings are rather…inspirational” she focused back on Solomon again. “I too wish to transcend, but I even know that's impossible in a sense...” she said as she looked at her naginata. “Any idea on why she believed that her fate was as ordained by that person? Shouldn't have gone on her own path?" she asked Solomon to see if he can provide her with any sort of leads on Phetra's choice.