Noel: "I hope you two are ready for quite the ordeal. I won't be allowing ANY odd occurrences to happen." *POW*
Power Scale Level: 60
Birthright: Tethering
Element: Lightning
Study: Whip of all Trades (Storage/Weapon Class)
Age: Classified
She took her whip and clapped it harshly against itself.
The noise created alerted her two targets. They both pummel a few more Nymphyknights into the dirt before giving their attention to Noel. Watching the woman wearing a golden, armored bra with a white cape attached to it. Her arms and legs were graced by golden seraphim armor that dazzled and gleamed in the light. Covered by her leg armor was some slick, white leggings that went well with her cape and the white fauld found around her waist. Her face was young looking, showing off slightly big lips that glistened in golden lipstick. Her eyes were big and reflected the color of shining blue pearls. Her golden hair was short and complimented well by her Goddess's Floral crown. Take note that all her clothing and armor was laced with an odd essence. As were everyone else that was from the Beel house.
???: "Ayo Ken… who the hell is that lady with this slim thick build??"
Power Scale Level: 32
Birthright: Mayhem
Element: Strife
Study: Mayhem King (Domain/Embodiment Class)
Age: 16.5
Kenny: "No idea, Morphy bro, but her essence is as hostile as they come. And ion really like that smile, whip combination she got going."
Power Scale Level: 32
Birthright: Warlock
Element: Magic/Mana
Study: Merlin(4 Studies)
Age: 19
Morpheus: "You think she's the one Shiishii said would be our target? Her essence matches his description."
Kenny: "Yeah, that's her alright. Best we get ready to fuse from the jum- *POW* NRGH!?"
He tensed up from the blow to his neck.
Morpheus: *POW* "Ah SHIIIT!!!"
That was my neck, you piece of shit!"
He, too, flinches from the strike.
Noel: "Listen… you two together with the strength of Merlin backing you is too much for anyone on this battlefield. So… be Tethered to me and make a decision. You'll be stuck at the PSL of 60 or the max for your fusion's Merlin power. There won't be any in-between, and also note that if you max out at any time, I'll be right up there with you. My current limit my body can handle is 110. My Durability stat is through the roof after all."
Kenny: "Uh… what??"
He wore the face of a confused imbecile.
Morpheus: "I think she's saying that no matter what level of power we're using in our fused form. We'll be even in power with her unless we can somehow surpass her limit on the scale. Basically…
Merlin: "This is an all skills match, Ken."
Kenny: "Oooh, ok. I get it now, but damn… that power is DUMB convenient for any matchup with a stronger foe. An ability with outstanding levels of bullshit to back it up." *RUB*
He rubbed the back of his head in frustration.
Noel: "Heheee, don't be so hung up on my abilities. After all, I'm the one who has to fight a guy with both your arsenals AND Merlin's own. You're not even dealing with HALF of what I have to deal with."
Morpheus: "I mean… when you put it that way, I guess you're right."
Kenny: "Yeah, I guess she is. Don't mean we're not about to beat the bricks off her pale ass. No kizzy." *Reach*
He stretches out his arm with his fist balled up.
Morpheus: "Bet good, let's bring out Mor'Kennerlin one more time, brotha!!" *tap*
He taps his fist with Kenny's.
Noel: "Hmph, finally."
Kenny: "Yeah, let's get this shit don-
(Merlin: "Let's not use that same old tactic again. There's more than one way to fuse or merge here.")
(Wait… what're we talking about here, Merlin?!)"
Morpheus: (Man, I ain't never heard shit about a second method. But then again… no one ever taught me the first method either. I learned and mastered that shit on my own.)
Kenny: (So what's up, Mermer!?)
(Merlin: "It's quite simple, Young Master Kenny. Instead of merely matching your essence and syncing it until it becomes one, causing a Fusion. This method allows the two who're fusing to use their Elements as the conduit. Fusing them and your essence to create a catalyst that engulfs both halves. Merging their minds, spirits, bodies, Origin Essence, and abilities into one before bursting open. This burst causes a violent stir that increases the stats, ability potency, and skill of the fusion tenfold. Thus being named the Elemental Merger!")
Morpheus: (T-That's… that's quite the fucking power move. Let's say we give it a try, Ken bro??)
Kenny: (Yeah, we gotta make use of this method and see if we can tip the odds in our favor!!)
Noel: "You three jerk offs done talking on your mental tele? Hurry the hell up and get on with it, will you!"
Kenny: "HUH!? O-Oh, I mean- er… sorry, lemme just. Uh, Morphy, um… yeah, let's just, uh- yeah."
Morpheus: "HUH!? I mean, like yeah, yeah I can. Hey, Ken, let's uh… u-uh, yeah… let's go ahead and, yeah.'
Noel: "Focking… MERGE ALREADY, DAMMIT!!!"
Morpheus & Kenny: "WE GOT YOU!!!"
Morpheus and Kenny follow the instructions given to them by Merlin. Condensing there elemental essence to a single point, then transforming their Source into Mana so their essence merges more easily. The two signatures come together and form a new whole. A Mana fueled spectrum of Strific Magic. This new found spectrum grew in desire and power until it was ready to burst. Engulfing both Morpheus and Kenny in it's quake. It was only then that the large ball of essence condensed into a human sized sphere that showed mystic essence that danced about on the sphere's exterior. Becoming violent like a maelstrom of unstable elemental force.
Shiishii: *WHAM* "Heh… the brats have already entered the beginning of their final stage on this battlefield. This time… it won't be Mor'Kenneus taking the field."
He smacks Morris with his wolf tail before tucking it once more.
Gaia: "Ha, it would seem quite the monster has arrived, eh?"
Zoshen: "Yo, Zelibus… it's time!"
Power Scale Level: 24.5
Birthright: Advancement
Element: Omni/Atomic
Study: Atomen(Stuliathan; 1 Study)
Age: 16.5
Zelibus: "Roger that Zo. Let's form the merger and go assist some of the Rebel Captains in their battles against the Dim-Ones."
Power Scale Level: 25
Birthright: Metal Land
Element: Emerald
Study: None
Age: 19
Lancelin Jr: "Tch, we don't stand a chance like this!"
Lancelot: "Exactly… so it's time we fuse. I mean… Kenny and Morpheus have already begun. Let's do this!"
Lancelin Jr: "RIGHTIO, let's go then, mate!!"
Lancelin Sr: "Well, It's about time!"
Susanne: "Hmph, it's high time we got our arses into high gear, don'tcha Fong, darling?"
Power Scale Level: 33
Birthright: Gas
Element: Light
Study: Gauntlets of the Void(None!) (Embodiment/Weapon Class)
Age: 19
Fong: "You know I am, Susanne, dear. I'd honestly like to see how much more powerful we are now. I didn't notice before, but I'm closing in on the 30s rapidly on the scale." *CLENCH*
Power Scale Level: 27.5
Birthright: Demon
Elements: Disease/Phoenix Flames
Study: Bubauno(Stuliathan; 2 Studies)
Age: 17.5
She clenches her fist, high in anticipation for what's to come.
As everyone began to initiate their fusion or merger, yes there is a difference that the youngins have yet to differentiate. Morpheus and Kenny's merger itself was actually molding out of the sphere that appeared. Donning arms and legs along with two large wolf tails. An excessively long, red headband formed as the head came to be. It flowed endlessly as if it were alive. Their torso took shape and revealed a fit physique with a black gentleman's vest forming over it. Underneath that was a sleeveless, red dress shirt. His legs were covered by a black pair of slacks while his feet were covered by a slick pair of loafers. His hands donned fingerless fighter gloves along with red bands forming around his tricep/bicep areas. They, too, were long and danced as if they were alive. His body was slim, yet bulky from a dense muscle frame. He wore a black mask that covered everything below the ridge of his nose. His eyes were a darkened red with mystic blue pupils. His white hair was long and stood up. Swirling and dancing about with the help of their constant essence flow. A pair of golden, orb earrings sat on the lobes of their ears.
Noel: "A fine specimen indeed, now what's your name, lit~tle godling?"
???: "That's "BIG" Godling to you, lil baby. As in Kenphelin (Kin•fay•lin) "Big Mage" VerKozen. And don't yo young lookin' old ass forget it!"
Power Scale Level: 60(Tethering results)
Birthright: Mayhem Mage
Element: Strific Mana
Studies: Magic Embodiment, Dark Magic Mastery, Enchantment Embodiment, Mage World, and Mayhem King.
Age: 5 secs
Noel: "Quite the obnoxious, vulgar individual, aren't we?"
Kenphelin: "Yeah, yeah… whatever hag. Just show me what them hands do. You don't look like you know shit about martial arts."
Noel: "Well, I nevaah. A comedian and a twit all in one… how utterly charming. Fine then… I'll show you a fighting style I was able to make all on my own."
Kenphelin: "Oh yeah? Show me something then, shorty."
Noel: "Shorty?? But… I'm taller than you."
Kenphelin: "I-It's not meant to be taken littera- ahh, you know what. Just come on already!" *SWIP*
He enters a basic boxer's stance.
Noel: "Fine then. *Fwip* *Swish* *WOOSH* Light Scrolls: Whip Fist Strike."
She turned her arms into literal light, lowering her center of gravity as her legs spread apart.
Both fighters leapt into action simultaneously. Kenphelin stayed back and brought his guard up. Studying her movement as she began to spin. Her arms extended and stretched, smacking Kenphelin's arms. He stiffened his arms and made her strikes bounce off, countering with a left jab. Noel solidified her right arm almost instantly and grabbed his fist. She gave him no time to react, smacking his right shoulder with a downwards whip strike. This caused Kenphelin to flinch, leaving him open to an elbow strike from her left. This forced him to stumble back a few feet. Noel then used jabs that turned into speeding whips as that pelted Kenphelin's chest.
Kenphelin: "Tuh, better than expected!" *Psh* *PRCH* *PEW*
He punched both of her whips out of his way. Charging in on Noel with light bound speeds.
Noel: "What- *SMASH* GAH!!!"
He smashed his foot into the stomach of Noel, forcing her to ball up a bit.
"What a powerful kick!" She thought to herself as she backed up. Analyzing Kenphelin's next move.
He adjusted his stance and flew at her with a flying knee. She blocked the attack with her right forearm as she stood up. She threw herself forward and forced Kenphelin into a series of flips. He ends up landing behind her, blocking a round house while stuck on his left knee. Noel leaps upward a tiny bit and turns her right leg into a whip. Kenphelin successfully ducks underneath the strike at the last second. He's then forced to leap above a low kick thrown by her right leg as she spun around.
Kenphelin: "Heh, better than expected, you young looking raisin." *SWIP* *swish* *Fwish*
He goes into a series of flips leading into a nasty tornado kick.
*WHAMM*
Noel: "NRGH!?!"
She blocked the strike using her Zenchi infused left arm.
Kenphelin pulls his leg back, going into a combo of kicks as he rotates in the air. Noel made sure to block each and every strike with her arms. Taking a step back with every other strike thrown. It took no more than four seconds before Noel could bear witness to Kenphelin spinning a tad bit, too slow. She used this moment to leap back, causing Kenphelin to miss his next strike. She turned her right arm into a whip and wrapped it around his leg.
Kenphelin: "GAH!?" *SHWIP*
His other leg was grabbed as he was pulled in. Getting pulled along as Noel went into a furious tornado spin. Throwing Kenphelin into the floor after about ten seconds of non stop motion. She then immediately went into a volley of shots being fired by her two whip arms. Kenphelin sat within the rubble, getting pelted as he tried to rise to his feet.
On the other side of the field, we see Zelibus and Zoshen use Fusion instead of Merger for some odd reason. Their essence aligned and mixed as their bodies became one. Forging a new being whose base was their humanoid dragon form from the start. Two sets of large dragon wings sat on their back. Both have a wingspan of twenty feet, some of the largest dragon wings we've been told of as of yet. Each was lined with thick pieces of emerald that bled particles at a constant. His body was slim and petite in frame, yet bulky, ripped and teeming with violent rays of essence. His chest, shoulders, waist, calves, forearms and even his neck were covered in thick layers of emerald, all of which held different base elements thanks to Zoshen's Omni element. His head was covered from the ridge of his nose down, then forming a crown around his hairline, ears, and the beginning of his jawline just below his earlobe. The crown emitted particles that formed a halo above his head. His eyes were sharp and completely yellow, void of pupils. While the third eye on his forehead, and the fourth eye on his chest held pupils made of purple light in the shape of atoms. It was the birth of…
???: "Nrgh-uhhh… it's great to meet you idiots. The name's Zolib'Omen Draticula. I'm the God of Omni-Paricles."
Power Scale Level: 60
Birthright: Adaptive Metal
Element: Omni-Paricles
Study: Atom(Embodiment Class)
Age: 10 secs.
He waltzed up to a member of the Dim-Ones.
Billiard Sr: "Tch… who the hell might that be??"
Power Scale Level: 47
Birthright: Sightful Blessings
Element: Quake
Study: Chain of Violent Blessings
Age: 200,986
Myne: "Seems to me that this person has an odd and foreign signature of essence. Maybe one of the Fusions or Mergers Shiishii talked about?"
Doc-Martin: "It would seem so. Let's hope he's got what it takes to help us take down these ridiculously versatile Dim-Ones."
Zolib'Omen: "That's the plan you sniveling cucks. Heh, kidding, but no, seriously… let's take these Dim idiots down a peg."
Doc-Martin: "Golden, let's make sure this battlefield claims victory in the honor of the Rebellion!"
Power Scale Level: 48
Birthright: Pierce
Element: Acid
Study: Pierce Embodiment (Embodiment Class)
Myne: "Will do, Doc!"
Power Scale Level: 46
Birthright: Sightful Blessings
Element: Metals
Study: Staff of the Hardened Minerals
Age: 200,987
Zolib'Omen: "I gotcha… just don't get in the way."
Zolib'Omen raced towards the Dim-Ones that had Myne and Doc-Martin on the ropes. Capitalizing on the openings left as the two warriors attacked. He blitzed them both with his fists, coated heavily in Zenchi. Their stomachs were caved in, causing them to get blown away into the upper atmosphere. Zolib'Omen blasted at them with rays of differing elemental essence. The two were bombarded by his blasts heavily. Zolib'Omen flew upwards to give chase with Myne and Doc-Martin following close behind him.
Lizelitte: "Good, take care of my husband you two! Now then… hey, you twat!"
Power Scale Level: 42.5
Birthright: Charge
Element: Gas
Study: Charging Wings
Age: 325,990
???: "Ah, how dare you, you porcelain monkey!"
Power Scale Level: 57
Birthright: Strike
Element: Sound
Study: Pocket Strike (Domain/Embodiment Class)
Age: 107,898
Lizelitte: "I said what I said you sniveling, bigot. Prepare yourself for what you deserve!" *Fwip*
She got into her stance, preparing her essence and building a shot she had at the ready.
???: Yeah, we'll see, you wretched pleb… Barrier Cracker!"
She fires a shot that makes use of the force of the sound barrier breaking. Then amplifying by millions in both speed and power. Allowing her attack to become like an impact from a ship that had just jumped light years through space. Lizelitte was sent flying as a result from this sudden blitz!
We moved along to where Susanne and Fong were. They could be seen helping out Berixan with his opponent who was one of the last two Dim-Ones to have a PSL within the sixties. One could easily say it was a slow paced losing battle for him so far. He and his opponent went traversing through the cosmos as Berixan was smashed through yet another star as he attempted to let off a huge blast with his Crystal Element. A piece of his glistening , white paladin armor had torn from his shoulder. He went into a series of tumbling backflips just before planting his feet on the very void of space itself. A technique that's derived from platform creation itself. It was discovered by a God known as Heirien The Easter Bunny. He wanted to be able to run on any surface including those that aren't even there. Thus, we are now here, watching Berixan and his opponent run on empty space. Smashing their fists into one another, releasing a spewing wave of Radiation and… Blood.
Berixan: "Fockin' Blood, eh? You must be Abiketh "Blood Lord" Beel."
Abiketh: "Indeed, Lord Berixan. Didn't know you had obtained that Radiation study. Good on ya!"
Power Scale Level: 62
Birthright: Blood
Element: Light
Study: Blood-Lord (Embodiment/Manipulation/Weapon Class)
Age: 278,098
Abiketh flexed his muscle and boosted the force behind his bloody fist. Forcing Berixan to fly back a few astronomical units before he found himself crashing the mountains of a life-harboring planet. He used his Mental Zenchi to boost his sight. He could see Abiketh forming an odd Circle with his Blood essence. He could sense that Abiketh had a mighty attack planned for him.
Susanne: "Let's go help him out, Fong!"
Fong: "Let's get to it then! But… I just thought about it and… I need to ask Bubauno for some clarification."
(Bubauno: "If you're wondering if you two can perform the same fusion as Morpheus and Kenneth… you can. Susanne already has my essence within, making it easier to merge instead of fuse.)
Fong: "Hey Susanne, let's try merging, instead of fusing. And let's make it quick, that guy Berixan needs us."
Susanne: "I'm down for it. From what I can see from Morpheus and Kenneth's fusion, it's more potent than the latter. Show me the steps!"
Fong: "Sending the know-how over your way, via telepathy. Let it soak in for the next five seconds then we should be in sync."
Susanne: "Received, and will do!"
The two began to do exactly what it is we saw Morpheus and Kenny do. They both formed large orbs of pure, unstable Elemental essence. Changing their source for the mixture into Disease itself. It built to its peak, then they compressed the orbs and forged a new element altogether, Brazen Infected Phoenix Fire. The new orb enveloped their bodies and shrunk to the humanoid size, stabilizing itself as a body forms from the mixture. The raw power being formed from this fusion pushed both Abiketh and the planet system they were within like a bunch of tumbleweeds in a desert breeze. It left both Abiketh and Berixan dumbfounded. Standing there as the system is wiped from existence by a putrid heat wave that could infect anyone inhaling the essence found within. Abiketh cleared it with a simple wave of his arm, revealing a woman with gigantic, green flaming Phoenix Wings on her back. They flapped once to show a dominant stance, dispelling the force Abiketh created almost instantly. The two stared one another down.
Abiketh & Berixan: Who the fock are you??"
???: "Asking for my name, huh? Make sure you don't forget it, I hate repeating myself."
Both: "Tch…"
???: "My name is, Fonanne (Foe•Nan)-Flametress CrystalBeel. Goddess of the Infected Phoenix!"
Power Scale Level: 57
Birthright: Spector
Element: Brazen Infected Phoenix Fire
Study: None!(Embodiment/Weapon Class) Bubauno( Disease(Embodiment Class) Stat-Builder (Manipulation/Embodiment Class)
Age: 2 mins.
Berixan: "Ah, you're one of the young STRIFErs that was trapped here with the others."
Fonanne: "You're damn right, now allow me to step in and help you-
Berixan: "That'll be quite alright. Allow me this chance to face a fellow Luminarian Warrior in battle. Just sit back and wait a second, young Goddess."
He gave her a thumbs up and a night smile.
Abiketh: "The pride of a warrior can be the sin that causes his downfall. You're quite the fool, Berixan. But a powerful fool, so I say let's get this going!"
Fonanne: "Tuh… aye, do your thing. But if you lose… you're buying my two halves three full sets of armor and/or clothes, y'hear!?"
Berixan: "Uuuuh… what?"
He face showed nothing more than a man completed discombobulated by what was heard.
Abiketh: "Young Goddess… he'll be honoring such a request. Just let me kick his arse first, yeah?"
Berixan: "Ah, yeah… you wish, ye heathen!"
Fonanne: "Be my guest… just make it snappy!"
Abiketh: "Teh!"
Berixan: "Kehe!"
Both: "Will DO!!" *PEW* *PEW*
Berixan meets Abiketh with their fists flailing about as they clash against one another. Fonanne sat by, watching with a great big smile on her face. Whilst that occured, we take a trip deeper into the cosmos where we could find Lancelin Sr taking on his brother, Lancelot. And his very own son, Lancelin Jr. Their batte stretched across the cosmos as the two find themselves pushed into a corner. Lancelin Sr could be seen leisurely waltzing towards the two wearing a face of irritation.
Lancelin Sr.: "I thought I told you two idiots to fuse. This isn't the time for your nonsense, NOR your illogical decision making. Get it together!"
Lancelot: "Oi, Junior… I think it'd be in our best interest to listen to him."
Lancelin Jr: "Yeah, I think you're right, Uncle Lancelot."
Lancelin: "Hm…."
His essence formed a tower that looked as though it had no end to it. It displayed the high level of killing intent he had brewing within. Seems he was bent on forcing them to fuse or merge… whichever one.
Lancelot: "Alright let's hurry this shit up then, Lancelin! I'd much rather NOT allow myself to be put in such a predicament."
Lancelin Jr: "Right, I'm behind you, Lancelot!"
Lancelot: "Good… let's show you're ridiculous dad what we're made of."
Lancelin Sr: "Tch… it's about. Fockin'. Time!"
*FWIP*
As the war progresses, the young Gods and Goddesses began to showcase their Stuliathan possessed Fusions or Mergers. Their quake on the battlefield leads their side into the limelight of victory. But with the Beel's having an answer for everything, what's to happen next as the Civil War continues!?
Next Chapter: The Rebels in Action!