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Transcendence[P] Oct 13, 2015 22:21:42 GMT

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Post by EMILIA on Oct 13, 2015 22:21:42 GMT

She stood in front of the large golden framed mirror, looking intently upon herself as if seeking an answer to a question never asked. The young girl, now queen of Olympus, had retreated to her private quarters to ponder her thoughts in private, though this time her mind was not focused on which direction to take Olympus, but of which direction to take herself. When she had been reborn, Zeus had told her that her power would awaken over time, that she would one day reach the pinnacle of power just as he had, but it felt like she had hit a plateau. It came naturally at first, even the days she did not train she felt stronger, but lately it had stagnated, reached a point where it could no longer grow, and now she sought the reason as to why. If she could not grow, she did not deserve the right to lead the Olympians into battle, and she would have to choose someone to take over for her. Not an easy task, all things considered. She sighed as she brushed a single loose strand of hair back and out of her face. She had reached Bankai without a problem, though any techniques Fury wished to bestow upon her had not yet happened. A light knocking on the door took her attention away from the mirror, she turned to see the smiling face of the Oracle, a woman Zeus had left to guide Emi, to help her grow and lead. "Does something trouble you, Athena?" She nodded and picked up a glass of wine, taking a sip before turning her attention back to the Oracle. "My growth has come to a halt. I no longer feel myself getting stronger with each passing day, not like I used to. I have trained but still, power does not heed my call." The woman nodded and closed the door behind her with a gentle push. "Have you trained with the Captain? Perhaps he could teach you something new." Emi nodded. "I see. And what of your bankai? Have you mastered it yet?" This time Emi shook her head. "No, and I considered that, but he has not reached out to me yet. Fury has always guided me, taught me the ways of the blade, but this time he has not called" She stared into the cup of wine, as if seeking answers in her drink. "Then perhaps you should seek him out."

It had not occurred to her that she could call on Fury, that was never how their relationship had worked. Fury could feel her grow and always determined when the right time to learn something new would be, but perhaps now would be the time to see him. If he could not teach her, perhaps he could point her in the right direction, at the very least. "I had not considered that." She turned and placed the wine on a small table situated beside the mirror, taking hold of her zanpakuto, she stared at it for a moment before letting her sword-arm fall to her side" "Oracle, I wish to visit the Temple of Zeus. Would you care to escort me?" The Oracle nodded and smiled. "Of course."

They left the room and made their way to the temple, silence between the two as they walked the stone path, still she searched her thoughts. What if proved to be fruitless? What if, even if he did teach her the rest of her bankai techniques, that it would do nothing for her? Sure, she may grow slightly, but would it be enough to claim proper God-hood? Her father was nothing but pure, raw power, and it showed. His presence alone was dominating enough to make even the most seasoned of warriors tremble. They were not of blood, and so she did not directly inherit the ability to blow through whatever cap another other might have had. Not like Ayame, and she knew that. It angered her, but it was something she could not directly control. So she was led to believe. anyway. The two women climbed the few steps the temple had, and entered the main hall, coming to a stop in front of the statue of Zeus. The real Zeus, not of Kisho. He had grown to respect the ancient architecture here and left most of it alone, repairing most of what had been been damaged over time. Turning to the Oracle, she nodded. "I am not to be disturbed." It was the only command she gave, kneeling down she sat on the heels of her feet, placing her Zanpakuto on the floor in front of her, hands on thighs, she closed her eyes and began to meditate. She pictured her inner world, the large creature she called her Zanpakuto spirit, who in turn called himself an 'orc'.

She felt the pull as everything around her evaporated, and was instead greeted with tall grass, an open, endless field of nothing. Looking down, she noticed that she had entered her bankai state, the upper portion of her clothing replaced with a simple piece of cloth covering only her breasts and a small part of her abdomen, while her lower half was garbed in ancient samurai leggings with metal to protect the vital areas. Odd. She had never been entered her world in this state before. An out of place breeze and an unfamiliar voice forced her eyes to open wide.

"Its been awhile, my daughter."

Emi turned on her feet to see a smiling figure.

"F-father?!"

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Transcendence[P] Oct 24, 2015 23:03:53 GMT

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Post by EMILIA on Oct 24, 2015 23:03:53 GMT

Logically it didn't make any sense, that her father could somehow appear in her inner world. It just didn't make any sense, and everything she knew about the spiritual world and all its inner workings told her that this was just an illusion. Yet here he was, casually strolling over to her and embracing her, but she could only stand there dumb founded. How was it possible? She allowed the 'thing' - it was dubbed until she could figure out what it was - hugged her. The thing held her at arms length and smiled at her. "Is there something wrong, Emi?" Eyes searched it for an answer, for something that could tell her what it was that she was staring at, but it was a perfect copy of her father in every way. The appearance, personality, imposing presence, everything. "How.... is this possible?" She stammered, but the thing only laughed and released her shoulders from his gentle grip. "Fascinating, isn't it? I am a God, after all, there is not much that I cannot do." Something about that made Emilia suspicious, but she kept quiet. "Where are you?" The thing shook its head. "I cannot tell you that." Why not?" It stayed quiet, its eyes scanning Emi up and down as if measuring her. "This is not the time nor the place." Emi grit her teeth and tightened the grip on her blade, everything about this thing was wrong. It looked and sounded like her father, but it was not. "So? Are you going to show me what you've learned while I've been away? I am eager to see how much you've grown." She thought about it for a moment, whether this was some sort of trap or if it was truly testing her. "Where is Bladefury?" The pseudo-Kisho cocked his head. "Eh? How would I know? Stop delaying. Show me!" Another oddity.

Emi stood still for a moment, debating her best course of action, but she knew that if she did not comply, it would be too obvious that she had figured it out. Pushing off the ground with one foot, she rushed towards the man, raising her sword and swinging wildly, having no particular area in mind, it was reckless, but dangerous and unpredictable. It was not what she had been taught by the real Kisho. Still, this 'thing' deflected every attack with a blade of its own, hardly moving his own body, as if she was a mere fly. She growled and suddenly split into three beings, two clones that mirrored her in every way circled the fake Kisho. "Nice trick." It saw right through her illusions, slashing through them before deflecting another attack from Emi herself. It certainly fought like Kisho, with the same arrogance and all, but she couldn't shake the uneasiness of his presence. Skidding back through the grass and kicking up dirt underneath her feet, she glared at the man, she had had enough. "Who are you?" 'Kisho' looked taken aback. "What do you mean? I'm your father. Have you lost your senses?" Emi shook her head. "I'm not stupid. It is impossible for my father to be here. If this is some sort of test... if you're really Bladefury..." The man snapped. "I am not your pathetic little spirit! Do you doubt me, Emi? Do you not believe that I have transcended into Godhood and that nothing is beyond my reach?" Emi took a single step back. "You contradict yourself, spirit. Earlier you said there was still limitations to your power, now you claim you can do anything. My father is no fool. Reveal yourself, or I will cut your tongue from your mouth and silence you once and for all." She snapped back at him.

The spirit laughed, but suddenly silenced himself, a look of anger crossing his face. Suddenly he appeared in front of Emi without warning, not even the slightest blur revealed his movement. He gripped Emi by the throat and tightened his grip so she struggled to breathe. "You disappoint me, Emi. Your power is weak, you've failed to grow, to reach your true potential. You are no daughter of mine." He threw Emi, she crashed into the ground and rolled to a stop. Coughing and gagging, filling her lungs with as much air as she could. Tears stung at the corner of her eyes, not because of the choking, but because of the words. It was not her father, but to see them uttered from his mouth hurt like a jagged dagger. To have the obvious pointed out to her. The creature laughed as Emi brought herself to hands and knees, slowly lifting her head. Eyes widened as the color of his skin changed to a sickly white, and the clothes he wore turned a dark black. Eyes were no longer Kisho's, but yellow with a black iris.

"Y-you!"

The Hollow only grinned in response.

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Transcendence[P] Dec 9, 2015 5:03:41 GMT

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Post by EMILIA on Dec 9, 2015 5:03:41 GMT

"I don't...." She stuttered, eyes scanning anywhere and everywhere for an answer that would make sense of all this. She was never told that her inner hollow had the ability to change in appearance, to mimic someone that was only in her heart. "I don't get it... how are you... Why do you...." She shook her head as she rose to her feet, never once had her father told her this would happen when she conquered her inner hollow, when she took control of this power. "What? You don't understand? You're confused? At a loss for words? Stupid girl." This time the Hollow shook its head and let out a sigh, as if disappointed that Emi could not comprehend what was going on, as if this was common knowledge. "How did you take the appearance of my father?! WHY did you take the appearance of him!? You insult everything that he was!" The hollow feigned insult, exaggerating it as if he had just been struck in the heart by a dagger, taking a step back with a hand clutching his chest. "Oh you wound me! Your words have struck me deep, I do not think I can recover!" He began tp laugh now, straightening up, his voice echoing throughout the open world, Emi merely standing there with an angered look on her face. "You really don't understand, do you? And here I thought he would have at least explained it to you..." She resisted every urge she had to step forward and cut his head from his shoulders, even though her entire body was aching to do so. "Explain yourself." It was a command, her demeanour had changed now, no longer was she the stammering girl. She would get the answers she wanted.

"My my, would you look at tlittle ol' Athena? Getting all high and mighty! You don't have to be so pushy. I was getting to it. The world around her suddenly shifted, instead of an open field of endlessness, she saw herself standing in the Temple of Zeus, with her father holding his hand above her head. She remembered this, it was when he had turned her into a Vizard. That was the day her limits had reached a new level, when she had seen into HIS world. "You remember this, don't you? Your father has been a Vizard nearly his entire life. In this one, the previous, and the one before that. It was not a path he CHOSE to walk, but rather, it was decided for him. Fate had woven their threads, and with it he was destined to be everything that he was. His power was vast and the way he wielded it made him nearly unstoppable. However he left out one little detail; there's a whole 'nother evolutionary level."

He paused for a moment, letting it all sink in. Emi crossed her arms, trying to remember if Kisho had ever mentioned anything about another stage, another level of power. "You see, if you embrace your inner hollow, take all of its power, you can remove nearly your entire connection with the Shinigami side. He did just that. He sacrificed his Bankai for what the Arrancar call resurreccion. For him, it was something of mass destruction. It was-"[/i] She waved her hand, interrupting him. "This doesn't explain why you look like my father! You're avoiding the answer. How does this all relate?"

The Hollow sighed. "Impatience will get you no where, girl. Your father turned you into a Vizard, and because his power was so vast, so large, and so influential, he became a part of you. I AM your father. I am a remnant of him, I exist because he willed it, and because you allow it. His reiatsu intertwined with yours, and it created me. I merely took on your appearance until I felt you were ready."[/i] She squinted. "Ready for what?" The Hollow grinned in response.

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Transcendence[P] Apr 12, 2016 2:23:38 GMT

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Post by EMILIA on Apr 12, 2016 2:23:38 GMT

insanitymakes youstronger

AND I SAW THE SKY SPLIT IN TWO

There was no other answer from him. Instead he moved with frightening speed, appearing before her, slamming his palm into her stomach and sending her skidding across the marble flooring of the temple. "I tried to tell you, Emilia. You refused to listen, to hear my words. Because of this, you will stagnate, eventually they will forget you, and you will-" He was cut off by an enraged Emi, throwing punches in such a flurry that they would appear as blurs to the naked eye. It was fury that consumed her, knowing that this Hollow had the gall to take on the shape of her father, to try and lecture her as if he knew anything about her. But even in all her rage, nothing connected. The Hollow simply ducked and dodged as if she were a mere child, and perhaps she was. There was room for her to grow, to develop, to become something so much more than she was, and yet she had not awaken the power her father had promised her. Suddenly a sharp pain rang out in her ribs as the Hollow connected with his knee, sending her rolling across the hard floor, her body stopping against a cold pillar. It hurt like hell, not the knee to the ribs, no, that pain was temporary. It was knowing that she could do nothing to push herself further, to rise up to what she was destined to be. The Gods she had recruited surpassed her in every way, and it made her unfit to lead. "Father... did you lie to me? Was it because I'm so weak that you kept the truth from me? You always did coddle me..." She whispered to herself, even as the Hollow stepped closer and closer to her.

She began to sob now, tears rolling down her cheeks as she rose to hands and knees, staring at her reflection in the floor. "Why...? Why did you treat me like a child? You should have told me the truth... I was never meant to lead.... you... you abandoned me..." It was all becoming a harsh reality for her. Ayame had always been his favorite, she had a natural talent. She could use Kidou like no one else, her skill with the sword was impressive, she merely lacked the will to fight. "They abandoned you... I followed you when no one else did and still... you left me alone..." But perhaps she was wrong. Maybe this was simply a test, to see if she would break. To determine whether or not she was worthy to carry the mantle. To sit upon a throne just as he had.

It made more sense when she considered everything else. Yes, Ayame had always been the favorite, but Kisho had taught her things that he had not taught the other children. He had adopted her and taken her in as one of his own, despite having no blood relation. He could have left her to rot in Hueco Mundo. "Please father... I want it..." She mumbled to herself, the Hollow just barely within earshot now. "Hm? What did you say?" "I want it..." She spoke slightly louder now. "What exactly is it that you want, Emilia?" She said nothing for a moment. "Power." Again the Hollow repeated his words 'what'. She raised her head and practically shouted it at him. "POWER. I WANT POWER!" The Hollow grinned and knelt down, taking her chin in his hands. "And so you shall have it."He kissed her forehead, and everything went blinding white.

She blinked, and opened her eyes. There was no blinding light, no Hollow, and no inner world. She had returned to the world of the living, but things were... different. Her vision was clear, more so than it ever had been. Everything was crisp, clear, and even the smallest details could not hide from her. As she looked around, she saw a large group of soldiers rush in and surround her, raising their spears and shield towards her. "What is the meaning of this? You dare betray ME?!" She was startled by her own voice. It was... different. Deeper, alien like. She raised a hand to give an order, but she did not recognize her own limb, it was... again, alien. Three long fingers, and her arm was connected by crackling energy. Reiatsu? It released a blast of pure, raw energy and vaporized the soldier. The others backed off. She looked down at herself, inspected her body and found it to be made up completely of reiatsu. "What... what happened to me?!" A voice in her head replied. "You've transcended. She stopped. Stared. And then began to laugh. The power was overwhelming. Chaotic. And destructive. "Stand down, soldiers! It is I, Athena. I have merely reached new heights of power. Look upon me and tremble, for I have become something so much more..." If she had a mouth, she would smile.

MADE BY MINNIE OF FTS & GANGNAM STYLE

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