12-19-2004, 10:20 PM
?The great thing about Illumium is?? Reico placed his hands on his breastplate, ?There?s no limit to it?s strength!? The shards of emerald began to glow brightly, different from the dull state that they had previously been in. Reico closed his eyes, taking in deep breaths as he allowed his armor to work its magic. ?We?re equal now, yes? But in just a moment?? The armor seemed to expand, as if its sturdy nature was actually that of some sort of elastic material. Snow whirled around Reico like a cyclone, the winds roaring deafeningly across the battlefield. This was not simply a battle of strength anymore. It became a battle that now encompassed all emotion. Reico sought to do one thing and one thing only ? to destroy Burori. The Black Demon had conquered impossible odds. First, he had managed to avoid detection and make his way into the heart of West Sector. Next, he had ventured into Fango City, the capital of West Sector, and managed to destroy Fango Palace, nearly killing Sativa in the whole ordeal. In a single night, Broli had become a legend. His acts of ?terrorism? had turned him into a hero amongst thousands who sought to overthrow the Sativan regime. It was an honorable reputation to have, indeed. If Reico could kill Burori, then he himself would become a legend, a man who took down the Black Demon. Sativa would award him with everything he could ever want. He was no longer simply a messenger, bringing about death to all whom Sativa considered to have earned. He had ascended into something much greater, and with his Illumium, he would take the place of Dylock and become the most powerful Saiya-Jin anyone had ever seen.
The insanity of it all was revealed in the harsh laughter escaping the lips of Reico, his power swelling unimaginably as the snow below his feet melted away, revealing bare earth. His emerald aura grew more intense, his black eyes piercing through the cloud of power into the very depths of Burori?s soul. Broli watched patiently, his eyes void of any color but white reflecting back the same attitude of lust for destruction. This was no battle between good and evil, not by far. The competitors of this battle both represented evil, a lustful evil that couldn?t be quenched by any ordinary means. But most of all, it was an evil that was nothing short of pure. Yet Broli wasn?t willing to let the battle ascend into such a competition. He knew that he didn?t have time for such trivial encounters, that his king was in need of him, despite his notions of destruction.
?And now? You die!? shouted Reico, placing his hands before him as he began to summon all of his energy into one intense blast. The emerald beam escaped his palms, singing the hair off of his forearms as it ripped its way towards the Saiya-Jin known as Burori. Immediately, the Black Demon threw up an energy blast of his own, hoping to counter that of his opponent?s. The power increase from the Illumium was far greater than the Saiya-Jin anticipated, a look of dismay spreading across his face as he watched in stomach-wrenching anxiety while his beam began to fail. He was being overcome, and there would be only one option left for him to do. Disengaging his attack, the Black Demon stepped to one side, lashing out all the energy he could summon into a single globe of ki. At the same time, however, Reico?s attack hit him in the chest while he attempted to sidestep. It tore through his armor, all the while his own attack caught Reico in the chest as well. In a shattering explosion, the arena was filled with smoke?
Reico lay on the ground, wheezing, his hand to his gut. Pieces of his armor lay around him, his eyes focused on the blood oozing from the cavernous hole in his stomach. He groaned as he felt the power of the Illumium leaving his body, his muscle mass decreasing and the effects reversing. Broli came into view, standing over his opponent as he watched in disgust as Reico?s skin began to wrinkle and loosen. The warrior before Broli now looked nothing like the powerful, charismatic fighter he had first encountered, but rather now looked something like an old man far beyond his day. Between gasping breaths, Broli allowed a simple moment of pity. ?And now you see? There is no power to be gained through something like Illumium. It steals the soul, and it leaves you wanting nothing but death. Now you understand why the king wouldn?t allow such a thing to be used?? Broli ignored the blood dripping from the cuts all over his body. His cloak had been discarded, and his armor lay in shambles in the nearby snow. He held up a single, open hand, aiming the palm at the head of Reico. ?Now? You understand.? A single shot rang out, the sound carried off by the wind. Popping a senzu bean in his mouth, Broli turned, never to look upon the face of Reico ever again.
OOC: If someone could judge this, I?d appreciate it. If I failed, just have Reico not be dead. =P
The insanity of it all was revealed in the harsh laughter escaping the lips of Reico, his power swelling unimaginably as the snow below his feet melted away, revealing bare earth. His emerald aura grew more intense, his black eyes piercing through the cloud of power into the very depths of Burori?s soul. Broli watched patiently, his eyes void of any color but white reflecting back the same attitude of lust for destruction. This was no battle between good and evil, not by far. The competitors of this battle both represented evil, a lustful evil that couldn?t be quenched by any ordinary means. But most of all, it was an evil that was nothing short of pure. Yet Broli wasn?t willing to let the battle ascend into such a competition. He knew that he didn?t have time for such trivial encounters, that his king was in need of him, despite his notions of destruction.
?And now? You die!? shouted Reico, placing his hands before him as he began to summon all of his energy into one intense blast. The emerald beam escaped his palms, singing the hair off of his forearms as it ripped its way towards the Saiya-Jin known as Burori. Immediately, the Black Demon threw up an energy blast of his own, hoping to counter that of his opponent?s. The power increase from the Illumium was far greater than the Saiya-Jin anticipated, a look of dismay spreading across his face as he watched in stomach-wrenching anxiety while his beam began to fail. He was being overcome, and there would be only one option left for him to do. Disengaging his attack, the Black Demon stepped to one side, lashing out all the energy he could summon into a single globe of ki. At the same time, however, Reico?s attack hit him in the chest while he attempted to sidestep. It tore through his armor, all the while his own attack caught Reico in the chest as well. In a shattering explosion, the arena was filled with smoke?
Reico lay on the ground, wheezing, his hand to his gut. Pieces of his armor lay around him, his eyes focused on the blood oozing from the cavernous hole in his stomach. He groaned as he felt the power of the Illumium leaving his body, his muscle mass decreasing and the effects reversing. Broli came into view, standing over his opponent as he watched in disgust as Reico?s skin began to wrinkle and loosen. The warrior before Broli now looked nothing like the powerful, charismatic fighter he had first encountered, but rather now looked something like an old man far beyond his day. Between gasping breaths, Broli allowed a simple moment of pity. ?And now you see? There is no power to be gained through something like Illumium. It steals the soul, and it leaves you wanting nothing but death. Now you understand why the king wouldn?t allow such a thing to be used?? Broli ignored the blood dripping from the cuts all over his body. His cloak had been discarded, and his armor lay in shambles in the nearby snow. He held up a single, open hand, aiming the palm at the head of Reico. ?Now? You understand.? A single shot rang out, the sound carried off by the wind. Popping a senzu bean in his mouth, Broli turned, never to look upon the face of Reico ever again.
OOC: If someone could judge this, I?d appreciate it. If I failed, just have Reico not be dead. =P