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The common response to behind surrounded by an enemy's magic territory is to exert your own. But that would take this battle nowhere, like before. Then I shouldn't run? Maybe I shouldn't block? Perhaps. I hit her once and carved her body in half, yet she's completely fine. Her regeneration is first class even among the god magical girls. Her existence is also tied to humanity. Commonly when people cannot defeat an enemy, they seal them away. The seal always breaks, it's not matter of whether it happens, it will happen, it's just when will it happened?
I don't want to assert my Authority as The Eye God, create anti-Hikari technology and teach the next generation countermeasures to fight her in case the seal breaks... Rather, the seal is like a ticking time bomb and when it breaks the whole world ends. Some fanatic cult will arise and try to break it through terrorism for sure. I don't like dilly dallying, actually. I want to solve the issue here and now and kill her. This move to surround my body must be a killing move.
But the very fact that I'm doing nothing must scare her. Because she hasn't responded much yet. Is she playing dumb? I know you used your existence to superimpose over whatever is here. An Oblivion Magia that nobody can break out of, forged by your spiritual body. It's troublesome and I can actually shield myself, but that would be too boring. She's waiting for me to move and catch me off guard.
I wouldn't say I'm too uncomfortable, but my legs are spread slightly more than shoulder width and my back is arched backwards like a letter F... I don't know how long I can hold this pose while thinking of a solution... Sweat drips down my shoulder locked arms, I'm not getting tired, but this pose is embarrassing. Wait, wait, wait, what happens if my sweat drops onto the ground... How will she react?
*plop*
*schwing*
Countless blade spikes collide against one another. They ran through me like a sponge while I retaliated by summoning hundreds of rapiers, I altered them and gave the tip a drill like motion to disrupt the magic in the vicinity. This would directly blend Hikari like juice, though since she's already homogenised, she's technically already blended and this might do nothing. Regardless, I continue conjuring a storm of rapiers even as my body broke down, until the last second... This entire proximity was dyed in my calamity.
The attacks finally stop, they were overwhelming my speed of regeneration. Things turn and fold the tide of battle as they please, we could lose or win at any moment in a battle against gods. Rather than skill or creativity or anything, now it's more like tenacity. Deep in my heart, I'm completely sick of this. I wish for it to be over. But I'll beat the crap out of Hikari however many times it takes. Why stop here? Continue. Are you losing the will to fight too?
The rapiers proliferate like viruses, multiplying and launching themselves at the vast openness that is this realm, it spreads and takes over as much as it pleases. My territory of infinitely pressurised space, divine technique- Calamitous sovereignty, Veil of determinism. Spread and ravage, fill and overload all there is. Your will is boundless and so is your thirst for blood, damage can no longer measured.
From the territory, countless black tendrils reach for Hikari. But that isn't the least of it. Carrying the entire continuously proliferating territory, I localise it to my location and bring it to wherever I go. So I chase Hikari with it. In this space, there is no speed, only relocation or teleportation. I show up next to Hikari, subjecting her to the pressure which bombarded her from above.
She swings her right arm, carrying her long sword forward. She might have chosen a long sword to match the length of my rapier, but for someone like her it must still be weightless and suitable to utilise with a single arm. I smash my fist into the blade, having no time to conjure my own rapier. In the process, I lost hold over the veil of determinism and caused it to fade away. After all it wasn't the magic itself, the pressure was a byproduct of the magic.
Well, I could have done conjured my rapier earlier but my reaction speed fell short, basically I let my guard down. Her blade digs into my fingers which landed flatly at its edge. It begins to bleed and with the force at which she was jamming it, they wouldn't be able to regenerate properly with foreign matter impeding the space needed.
She spun rapidly and landed a kick on my exposed right shoulder, then she ran her longsword through my head right after. It slid right through my skull and brain without much resistance, I snap her blade in half with my fingers and relocated behind her. Her damage was rapidly undone as I relocated once more. She swung behind her in response only to hit a mirage. Veil of determinism opens up and crushes her head downwards.
At the same time, I plant my feet into her skull, my weight isn't much compared to the infinite pressure, but it must still be unpleasant for some heels to cave in your skull. With a single swing, my rapier bisects her down the middle vertically. She rises up, her body still in halves but her arms move with unparalleled strength, snapping my neck in half instant. Her body regenerates on the other side of the swung blade, leaving it stuck at an awkward angle in her torso.
I plant my left fist in her temple, causing the impact to vibrate her head. Reigning drill cross punch! A habit from before, my first special technique courses through her flesh and rotates it at a ridiculous speed, driving a hole through her head entirely while leaving it in a grotesque mess. Razor sharp black blades rise from her body, repeatedly skewering mine in retaliation. She throws her right fist immediately after. Pushing my right palm, I slam her fist down and throw my left fist, knocking her back a little.
I relocate out of the skewers and threw another punch, but she sliced my torso in half and kicked my upper half away before it landed, forcing me to relocate once more to fix my body. A long sword aimed at my head whistles as it flew through the air, barely stopped short by my rapier. This time, I conjured it in time. I spun it in a curve to throw off the long sword, then rushed towards her body.
In a single swift motion, I swung my blade and pulled back. She met it with her black thorny long sword and did the same, resulting in a flurry of clashes. The momentum picks up, and soon not even Hikari and I could observe our attacks. We were moving our wrists faster than our eyes, but that's just a matter of preference, we could catch up if we wanted to but we chose no to.
The sensation erupting through my finger and wrist bones like a volcano mix with a relentless and thunderous sea storm is enough stimulation to tell me what I needed to know. There is a universal rhythm to battle, to clash again and again or to outwit and triumph quicker. There's not much outwitting to be done to god magical girls, there's not much point to risking everything for a limb or 2 if we could heal back even decapitated heads.
The flurry of colliding blades went for a little longer until I threw the first punch. Reigning drill cross punch, envelop my entire body and wield it as a single fist. Since my rapier stopped moving, the long sword slip and bit into every area of my flesh, but my fist never stopped moving as the blade cut deep wounds in any nook and cranny it could find. Right as the blade cuts into my eyes, my fist impacts her torso and gyrates her flesh vigorously, riping her torso off of her limbs and neck.
Veil of determinism crashes down and erases every limb but the head. Her head resists with a magic barrier, growing back into a full body under a reddish black glass wall.
'Resonation'
A second glass layer materialises under her feet. She instantly teleport with it, having flipped it so she could stand upside down when she reappeared. A wide and powerful swing from the left to the right ensues before she relocated again. The attack... Passes through her. She blended in... With reality? My radar is turning up with nothing. It's as if she wasn't there in the first place. It was a technique that made it so she became impervious to attacks... While leaving nothing behind.
Rather than invulnerability, it's different. She synchronised? It wasn't the right word, but to sum it up she must have become one with reality. The sense of space and time is not matching up here, usually any kind of attack negation or invulnerability would be obliterated by a god magical girl's infinite damage attack, but this is different. It's not as if her appearance changed at all, the glass platforms hovering around her multiplied then fused together to form a glass gear that spins while floating around the left side of her head.
She's not existing in a different time and projecting a mirage as an anchor. My final skill allows me to recognise that. Then, she simple became one with the backdrop of reality. She's the same as the vacuum of space, the void hidden under all the matter of the universe. I can freeze space magic coming towards me, because of their nature as magic... But I can't cut space itself. This would have been the perfect job for Karell. Well, she's not here now. There's no point in dwelling in it!
I just have to work hard. If I can recognise time as an everforward moving gradient, manipulate that and travel back to the past... Why couldn't I just do the same to space...? Wait, am I becoming too much of a god by playing with reality? Well, I am a god magical girl after all. This wonderful final skill capable of so much was only unlocked after becoming a god magical girl, this must be why, the effects were just that strong that the standard progression of power mad it the last thing...
Last thing...? Will this be the last thing I ever unlocked in my life? That is unforgivable... As a magical girl... I will not stand for this. The peak of the universe? The strongest being in all of time and realities? Becoming the one true god? None of that garbage matters... Compared to the sheer EXHILIRATION of unlocking a new magical girl form or skill. Even inventing new techniques, they all contain an irreplaceable romance that nothing can ever match. That's why... I'll keep inventing new techniques, forms and maybe even skills. All the way until the time I die!
Hikari thrusts her long sword hilt deep into my neck, I grabbed her wrist before even her arm could manage to go through my flesh. It's uncomfortable you know? Well it actually hurts like hell, but this divine spiritual body is sending anaesthetic signals to counter the pain signals. I abandoned my mortal existence and converted whatever was left of my soul and ego into this.
And, I, fought Zedicia for an incomprehensible amount of time at the edge of the universe. A dispute that would never resolve with how we were deeply discontented with each other. Our cause can be noble, might even completely align, but when we disapprove of even the mere methods used, it wouldn't end at a simple fight for magical girls. I twist my wrist, the glass gear spinning on her head like a rose adorn in her head shatters and her invulnerability is gone.
I launch my left fist without pause and it causes her to surge forward without any sign of stopping. Then I slam my right knee into her thrown body as the veil of determinism drops on her body from above, smashing her to a pulp from two directions. She swings her left palm like a claw, but I grab her left arm with mine and threw my right fist. Reigning drill cross punch! Her head was sent flying backwards while the rest of her body was obliterated into oblivion.
It's time to end it. For all of humanity and you. We cannot coexist, so I'm sorry you'll have to take the fallen and stop existing for us humans. As long as humanity exists, The Great Disaster(Hikari) will come back. Then I must somehow sever that link.