[Dark Tower] Sasuke Uchiha vs Merlin

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Merlin's reaction to Artoria's sudden appearance was tame in comparison to when they first met at the Port of Innovus. Even still, Merlin's breath caught in his throat, his gaze quickly darting from the image of Amara to the figure of Artoria. Her voice was stern, not dissimilar to when she was addressing her fellow Knights of Round during their many meetings, and paired with the blunt observation of Merlin's condition, it was of little comfort to the incubus. Not that he expected any from this twisted reunion. He could only feel needles running through vertebrae in this moment, provoking a pained gasp "Gah!"

Clutching his shoulder with his right arm, Merlin answered in winces "Spirits... given form. Merely an illusion of flesh and blood. You... are not real." He addressed both women, hoping in vain that they would disappear in that moment, as if to wish them away. His brows were furrowed in a mixture of pain and anger, at his current condition and the images of people he once knew. Their very presence taunted him. About days long gone. Lives long lost.

-stroy...
Merlin’s hope would not come to pass. In an iconic display of elegance and ferocity Artoria manifested Excalibur, very real, very physical, very sharp; the wind twisted around her form as the blade was realized and brought into the physical world, something that Merlin might not have seen for hundreds of years given Artoria’s death. With a simple spin she swung the tip of the blade at Merlin’s torso, landing a swift strike that would see the very tip of Excalibur cut through his flesh. Though this cut was only superficial, the length of the blade just barely grazing the flesh. ”I am as real as you, Merlin. As is Amara.”

“We come from the seeds,” Amara whispered, pointing a pale finger and gesturing at the seeds as she slowly walked around Merlin. “They carry different worlds and they are now buried inside you.”

“I once told you that your world is crumbling, it’s very foundations in flux. That tree is the cause of it. It grows into this planet, an entire universe contained within it. Your body contains the secrets of the cosmic titan.” She paused, wind swirling around her again as Excalibur disappeared. “In a sense, we are of a different timeline. But our truth is as real as yours. Our realities have anchored themselves into you. Into this world.”
 
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Merlin’s hope would not come to pass. In an iconic display of elegance and ferocity Artoria manifested Excalibur, very real, very physical, very sharp; the wind twisted around her form as the blade was realized and brought into the physical world, something that Merlin might not have seen for hundreds of years given Artoria’s death. With a simple spin she swung the tip of the blade at Merlin’s torso, landing a swift strike that would see the very tip of Excalibur cut through his flesh. Though this cut was only superficial, the length of the blade just barely grazing the flesh. ”I am as real as you, Merlin. As is Amara.”

“We come from the seeds,” Amara whispered, pointing a pale finger and gesturing at the seeds as she slowly walked around Merlin. “They carry different worlds and they are now buried inside you.”

“I once told you that your world is crumbling, it’s very foundations in flux. That tree is the cause of it. It grows into this planet, an entire universe contained within it. Your body contains the secrets of the cosmic titan.” She paused, wind swirling around her again as Excalibur disappeared. “In a sense, we are of a different timeline. But our truth is as real as yours. Our realities have anchored themselves into you. Into this world.”
Even after all these years, the Sword of Promised Victory still inspired awe in the incubus. His reflexes dulled by enervation, he barely began moving before the blade of Excalibur sliced through fabric and flesh, causing the Magus of Flowers to stagger backwards and fall on his posterior "Kh!"

The hand that covered his pitted shoulder moved to clutch the wound on his stomach. The throbbing in his shoulder blade worsened, as if trees were going to sprout from the seeds buried in his body. "So what? I'm going to become a walking library?" the incubus replied in jest. Barely. As foreboding as it was being told that his body was becoming a vessel for an otherworldly thing, he was more concerned with the nature of the two standing before him. People from alternate worldlines, iterations of existence removed from this plane but with events clearly shared. He turned his gaze to Artoria, staring with eyes of pain and desperation, "Is that the message you wished to deliver? That I will become an envoy of the end?"

"Re██bution..."
 
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Even after all these years, the Sword of Promised Victory still inspired awe in the incubus. His reflexes dulled by enervation, he barely began moving before the blade of Excalibur sliced through fabric and flesh, causing the Magus of Flowers to stagger backwards and fall on his posterior "Kh!"

The hand that covered his pitted shoulder moved to clutch the wound on his stomach. The throbbing in his shoulder blade worsened, as if trees were going to sprout from the seeds buried in his body. "So what? I'm going to become a walking library?" the incubus replied in jest. Barely. As foreboding as it was being told that his body was becoming a vessel for an otherworldly thing, he was more concerned with the nature of the two standing before him. People from alternate worldlines, iterations of existence removed from this plane but with events clearly shared. He turned his gaze to Artoria, staring with eyes of pain and desperation, "Is that the message you wished to deliver? That I will become an envoy of the end?"


"Re██bution..."
The visages of Artoria and Amara began flickering, something indicative of faltering "truth." While Artoria and Amara were 'true,' their presence in this reality was not. It was something in flux, constantly evolving and changing as the Void Tree's roots penetrated deeper into the planet. Suddenly they would vanish, but not before a final message was relayed to Merlin. Something only he could hear in the confines of his own head.

I feel it.

It is the heart in the eye.

Retrieve it.

Take its magentaic flesh in your hands,

Embrace me.
 
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The visages of Artoria and Amara began flickering, something indicative of faltering "truth." While Artoria and Amara were 'true,' their presence in this reality was not. It was something in flux, constantly evolving and changing as the Void Tree's roots penetrated deeper into the planet. Suddenly they would vanish, but not before a final message was relayed to Merlin. Something only he could hear in the confines of his own head.

I feel it.

It is the heart in the eye.

Retrieve it.

Take its magentaic flesh in your hands,

Embrace me.

Despite his frustration and exhaustion, when Artoria and Amara began to fade, Merlin reached for them with a bloodied hand. When they flickered away, as if digital images crackling out of existence, echoes rung inside his head. Trying to overshadow the whispers of temptation. Though his wound healed on its own, Merlin clutched his head in his hands, the painful throbbing moving from his shoulder to his temple.

"Embrace them."

Suddenly, the pain ceased. He slowly released his grip on his skull, looking back to where Artoria and Amara stood before disappearing, moving to his feet with newly found poise. Before the realm collapsed around him, he raised an arm and looked into an open hand, inspecting his pale skin littered with blood-red veins.

Type: Supplementary
Rank: N/A
Range: Short
Chakra: Varies (lvl 1: +20 chakra per turn / lvl 2: +60 chakra per turn / lvl 3: +120 chakra per turn)
Damage: N/A
Description: Those with the cells of Hashirama are able to use the immense regeneration ability to heal injuries afflicted on them in mere moments. Anyone who has these cells in their bodies are able to naturally use this. This allows the user to heal minor injuries such as cuts,gashes, broken fingers or wrist/ankle and other small bruises.

Level 1: Done passively, this allows the user to heal small to moderate injuries. These include things like small cuts to broken digits and bruises as well as bleeding. These involve injuries that result from taijutsu attacks to minor wounds such as stabs in limbs, some broken bones as well as internal bleeding, slight organ tears. This is for none life threatening wounds and heals up to 30 damage

Level 2: Taking the place of a jutsu per turn, the user is able to make use of the healing abilities of Hashirama's cells and apply them at a greater level, employing the cells to heal large injuries, such as shattered bones, ruptured organs, even regeneration of missing limbs. This requires a large amount of chakra, and can only be done up to 3 times a battle. This can only be used once every 2 turns of Wood SM and heals up to 60 ( or A rank ) damage.

Level 3: Deemed the ultimate regeneration at the cost of a jutsu per turn, the user is able to regenerate even the most deadly of injuries, such as a completely blown away chest or fully regrowing his body after bifurcation. After using, the user can only use one other jutsu the same turn. This can only be used a total of 3 times and once every 4 turns. As long as their head is attached/they have consciousness, this jutsu can be used. After using, the user can only use two other jutsu that turn and the next.

Note: Level 1 can only be used by bios with Hashirama DNA and access to Wood Release. Level 2 requires Wood SM to be active and Level 3 can only be utilized by the Juubi Jinchuriki.
 
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