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@KamiOfStorms — up seventeen years ago.
As soon as the thought reached his brain, he was gracefully balancing his weight onto one foot, burrying it into the ground, prior to sending the power to his knee, then his pelvis, and through his waist, so that it would finally reach the —
@KamiOfStorms — a capricious God, as well as rip the upper half of the other’s body from the lower one, in order to send him skywards.
He raised an open hand to the sky, before exploiting the power granted to him by Lucifer; summoning a white lightning that purged the very soul, and —
@KamiOfStorms — eclipsing water itself, it grew dangerously close to Raijin’s chin, until...
He didn’t even make contact, the shockwave that his kick sent forth was enough to draw a line deep in the Earth’s many layers, and the sky to split open, as if it had been cut at the whim of —
@KamiOfStorms — 〝 This might sting a bit, but keep your eyes open— wouldn’t wanna miss the fireworks, right? 〞
After an eternity came the end of the other’s torments; mercy, at last. He pulled his leg backwards and time seemed to stop for a second.
Then, with a fluidity —
@KamiOfStorms — When, at last, he summoned five of the rods.
After that, he went to town; he felt like the Joker, when he hit Robin for the last time. In fact, he hit him so hard that the copies of the staff broke to pieces after one swing. —
@KamiOfStorms — 〝 You’re tough, I’ll give you that! 〞
Stepping back, he would summon a clone to his side, which then handed him a copy of the Yeoui obediently.
After that, he beat on him harder than Chris Brown beat Rihanna. Swing, after swing, jab, after jab, it was a messy job. —
@KamiOfStorms — Following this brief exchange, a knee would crash against him, thus changing his facial structure for the worst.
While he was there, Mo-Ri also jabbed the other’s vital points with his index, and middle finger, thus stopping the oxygen from flowing to his lungs. —
@Alkaious — which would carry him back off the ground, until he would drop onto the floor once again, like a marionette with its strings cut off.
〝 Don’t take a nap, now, I’m sure there’s still innocent mortals to terrorize.~ 〞
[ #DeityApocalypse ]
@Alkaious — be just as painful for the latter, anyways.
. . . That, would be precisely examplified by the aftermath of his seemingly harmless motion.
— 𝘽𝙊𝙊𝙊𝙊𝙊𝙊𝙊𝙊𝙈!!
Bodies erupted from the ground, as the earth itself was lifted, the sheer pressure which his perfect, —
@Alkaious — and the son of Zeus would soon come to know exactly /what/ that implied.
Akin to the reaper’s scythe, mowing the air to claim a life, his leg pushed its way to the side of Heracles’ body,
Due to the power that the kick packed, there was no need to even aim— it would —