Reincarnation I

[Larfleeze]

Chakravartin Wu Kong

Chakravartin grinned, and closed his eyes, focusing on the Omnilium inside himself. The two humans would take care of each other, or at the very least keep each other busy. 

The rainbow light spilled forth, and, true, he did think of swords, there was something else far more important to take care of in his mind. 

His feet were still on the ground. 

The light expanded outwards, covering the Saru. Takezo looked on, not trusting. It seemed like more Omnilium than would be needed for just remaking a weapon, but the Ronin wouldn't break his word yet- he would wait for the god to break his first. 

Chakravartin closed his eyes, trusting the Ronin at his word- and began to think of floating. 

Cirrus Neon

Cirrus, on the other hand, knew nothing of Omnilium at all. He simply saw a Fist User begin to glow, and knew that he needed to stop it. The User of Fist of the Vampire shambled forward, breathing hard, as he tried to hold his chest closed. The skeletal hand dipped forward, and sank into the white floor of the Nexus. 

Chi poured into him- but it wasn't healing him. Cirrus didn't understand, didn't comprehend why he continued to bleed, even as he tried to turn Chi to his own body. All that happened was that his Vampire Fist changed in hue- from violet to a blinding white, transforming into the same substance as the Nexus. The swordsmanship he had stolen from Takezo had prepared him for the previous attack- but his opponent was too skilled. 

What was the deal with him, and samurai obsessed with leaving scars? That bastard Tengurou, a dozen years back, and now this guy. 

"So you're working together now?" Cirrus asked, shifting from foot to foot, "My, how the mighty have fallen." he taunted the God, "And as for you, Mister Samurai-"

"Ronin." Takezo corrected. 

"I don't give a crap. You should know this: that bastard behind you held the entire planet Earth hostage, and enslaved my family into working for him, all for the sake of some sick game. He promised the world that if humanity found anyone who could beat him at the game, he would leave the Earth... when we did beat him? Threw a huge bratty tantrum and shouted to the heavens that we cheated! That golden brat has no honor. As soon as he finishes charging whatever he's charging with that rainbow aura, he's going to stab you in the back."

"Hm." Takezo raised an eyebrow, his eyes filled with a deep, cold, bloodlust that unnerved Cirrus, and excited the Goddess inside his mindscape, "Well, I wouldn't know. But if he's relying on my honor, I can't exactly betray that." the ronin sneered, just a little, "Besides, I know he's creating something he's going to try and use to kill me. The only way he could double-cross me is if he was creating something to help him flee."

Let me fight him! I want to fight him! the Goddess in his head cried.

You like him, huh?

Oh yes. He's no Hitsome, of course, but that attitude is nice! I want to know him more, Little Brother. Drink more.

He's weak now... but he'll be stronger if we give him a chance to heal. He's already managed a pretty good strike all on his own. At full strength, there's a good chance he could kill us. 

Not if we're together, Little Brother. Let me guide our hands, you may not know how to handle a sword, but I've been cutting up fools for longer than humanity has existed. I want to show him how to REALLY use that sword~!

Cirrus grinned, and Vampire grinned. 

"Fist of the Vampire! Bloody Transformation!"

Cirrus arched his back, two more skeletal Vampire Fists emerging from his spine, stretching wider and wider, until the middle fingers were longer than he was tall. His skin darkened, his ears sharpened, his teeth became needle sharp. 

They opened their eyes, and felt their scalp burn as hair grew further. Inside their body, Chi churned. 

With two minds, melting into one, Stratus Neon gripped the Nexus-White Katana they had stolen from Takezo's blood.