JULY 9, 2014.
Post by YAGAKU GYOKKO on Jan 29, 2014 3:43:29 GMT -5
Power was a dangerous thing, more dangerous than any drug or form of death; solely because, power could drive one mad. Luckily, I was not one to be governed by power— and though the tide of battle had seemed to shift within the First Division office; I would not perish to this Goliath, for I was David. It was transcribed within the stars and the heavens that I would become the victor of this fight; even if Hinaai thought different. She was wiser, stronger; but, she required the one thing that was needed in this battle amongst Gods— devotion. See, power could devour one to believing that no matter what, they would always become victor; and though I sounded like a hypocrite; this was not something that occurred within me. I was stouthearted in my own abilities, not consumed with the likes of what was known as power— simply because, my destiny to become the ruler of this realm was inevitable; something that was destined. The multitude of Shinigami begun to gather around to spectate the abusive warfare between her and I, which could only add onto my plan of becoming the Soutaicho of the Soul Society. Eyes would watch in ardor, probing on whom actually was going to become victor; which I could presume, many would believe to be Hinaai— simply because her Bankai was one that could abolish planets it seemed. Pools of maroon witness the formidable attack come to fruition, my eyes radiating with bliss that I, Sojiro— had triggered the strongest soul to awaken her Bankai; which was a victory in its own right. "I cannot fall here today Hinaai, I am sorry; but, your defeat is the one written within the stars, not my own." I stated quietly as my spiritual pressure began to elevate within seconds.
Kyojin, my beast that waited behind the likes of I— would begin to unbolt its mouth exactly the same time my opponent had decided to energize up her fatal attack. A beam of sound harnessing itself to be freed, whilst I forged another clone to my side; a clone that already knew of its task the moment it was birthed. A single hand extended from the clone as lightning began to crackle from the open palm. Myself now would mimic the task that I had assigned, whilst also sheltering myself in the raw spiritual pressure of my own. What I had considered was something most would assume to be crazy; even suicidal if needed to be.
It all had occurred in union, the blast that was released from Hinaai would only cause me to unleash my blast from Kyojin, the devastating Kidou (Hiryū Gekizoku Shinten Raihō) from my clone, and the same from me as well. My spiritual power reaching its peak, solely to accumulate abundant potential to counter the Bankai from our well-known Commander. Enabling my spell to reach a power that was not truly asked of it. The three voluminous blasts coming together to fight off one; the forces colliding causing the very foundation of this realm to quake vigorously; even causing some to melt in terror— for the two of us, was on a level that not any man could apprehend. We were not holding back, nor did we care about who was witnessing, at this moment— power had decided to devour us both.
