Legends aren't born! Legends are made! From the humble beginning of those seeking glory, they strive to rise to the occasion to establish their legacy.
Legacies crafted from the ambitions and actions of those extraordinary. Born with powers that exceed the capabilities of mere mortals, everyone is destined for greatness.
Remember, Legends aren't born. Legends are made! However, every legend is different from the other. Every legacy leaves a wake of darkness in its wake or a shining ray of hope. The question is, what type of legend will you be?
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Thankfully my attack was a success, before the kid could react my attack accurately sliced through the boys body in an attempt to end the battle right then and there yet, unfortunately, i had missed the sweet spot allowing the kid to fly through the air and out of harms way just as the tide from the ocean rised up enough to hinder my movement momentarily. i held strong in the face of the tide, trying to right myself in the face of the waves proved to be more annoying than originally thought though i still kept an eye on the boy through the whole ordeal, watching him as he slightly rose into the air then proceeded to... for lack of a better word "Power up".
"Really? are you throwing a temper tantrum over there? please spare me your feelings, im not here to watch you get mad. Come down here and lets get this over with already, ive got things to do and people to meet."
With those words i lowered my stance to one suited for a swordsman, grabbing the handle of both my blades in each hand in preparation for any movement from the kid, ive had enough of this little fight and planned to end with the next few attacks.
The swordsman taunted Mob but he was right, Mob did not have a chance to win against him. However, Mob was unaware of his reckless actions. His excitement overloaded his thinking which made his emotions all converge to a berserker level. His eyes turned white, hair moved as it was scorching flame, and power gathered as his awakened a berserker-like state.
“%” Mob became unconscious and his state came forth, breath came out of Mob’s mouth like smoke. His body and face surging with energy. His brain had unlocked a subconscious existence, one that appeared as a beast more than man. It raised Mob’s psionic efficiencies higher and he gathered for his attack. It would exhaust almost all his power.
“Boy! Get ahold of yourself! This is not you! You’ll get killed at this rate! You must survive! Fight another day!”, the inner voice said. “Where am I?”
A blue light appeared before him.
“You are inside your head boy, look behind you, see what you have become.”
Mob looked and saw himself on the outside as if it was a television.
“What is that?”
“It is an entity formed by a culmination of your emotions within yourself. You must overcome it or else it will seize your body.”
“This thing. Will NOT CONTROL ME”, Mob screamed as he was in his body again outside floating above the swordsman with a blue tinge surrounding Mob.
“Sorry for the wait. I’m back in charge and it’s time to do this.”
Mob made a 1-meter crater around the opponent, but this time he weakened the earth around it by 2M making it so if the swordsman tried to grasp the earth again it would crumble causing another fall. By the time the swordsman recovered Mob would punch him in his face to attempt another mad touch technique but this time it failed, not having enough energy. Mob was at point blank range across from the dangerous swordsman with little energy left.
“Hehe. Damnit”, Mob said while panting as he stared death in the face.
The boys odd transformation escalated even further, his breath billowing out from his mouth in a smokey substance while the rest of his body became more terrifying, I could feel the intent rolling off the kid in waves. Some way somehow the kid had become even more domineering than his feeble form he had shown for most of the battle, finally the kid was becoming something of an actual challenge in fact i might have to take this seriously.
me:" so your finally gonna take this serious? took you long enough"
Yet to my disappoint it seems the kid was able to master his emotions enough to bring him back from whatever trance he had put himself in... how disappointing. after the boy had said his peace the real battle started with the boy weakening the earth around me to create a crater going under ground,a trick he had already used once. and in a surprise move the boy flew towards me in my guess at an attempt to harm me but that would never come into fruition, as soon as he came within range before he could touch me i let my Flame blade unsheathe in a lightning flash slice towards the opponents chest once again. Im ending this battle once and for all.
Mob wanted to show his grit and earn this man’s respect, he was not going to just run with his tail between his legs yet. However, the swordsman knew that Mob was not fast enough. He seemed heavily disappointed that Mob came back to his senses and thought of him as a joke. Mob was still reading the man’s mind and knew that he was prepared for anything. Mob came down for his attack and read the flash trying to activate his shield, but it was too late. The man destroyed Mob’s shield as quickly as it formed, and Mob got caught in his slash extremely damaging Mob’s chest. “He still…had this much power left?” “I tried to tell you boy, this was never an opponent you could fight in the beginning!”
“Dang it.”
Mob got knocked back by the powerful slash and his chest was bloody. Mob was in an extreme state of shock as he saw the damages on his body but could not feel it. Mob slightly cracked a smile. “Good fight. I’ll be back next time. I will get stronger and face you.”
Mob levitated and with every ounce of his strength flew towards Dawn University, his consciousness slowly fading as he crashed in front of Dawn University, finally fainting as he succumbed to his injuries and the impact of the crash.
Even though my attack would hit the child, he was able to spawn a shield that was just enough to prevent him from falling dead in front of me. Weird, why was this child was always able to prevent his death at the hands of me when it was most imminent. Was it that he had supreme battle senses to the point where his body could reflexively respond like me? Or was it something related to his quirk? Strange. Interestingly, I decided to let the boy go. He impressed me with his grit and his willingness to come close in the face of death, a characteristic that was extremely lacking with most of the so called “Heroes” and “Villains” alike. I want this boy to grow to a level where he will exhilarate me with the thrill of battle, where death could occur at any time. The thought of just that excited me about this boy, he could potentially be a very interesting threat when seeing him again. As he started to fly away I spoke “Child you have impressed me. I will let you go for now. Get stronger, because you are literally 100 years too early to be facing me. Provide me with more than a mediocre fight next time.” The ravaged scenery contented me as it reminded me of my prideful battle days in the Orokin era. As I walked away to train and return to my mentor I thought of the future. “The boy will definitely find me. If not, I will find him. And if he does not train himself to be stronger or become lazy in his resolve, then he like all the other of these so called weak willed heroes will fall by my hand.”
"Mob never understood why his gf would always antagonize him about females. He never cheated, acted or behaved suspicious, or anything. Little did he know was that his girlfriend craved him every day, and that her acting up was just her version of saying that she wanted him."
L. M. A. O.
"Sir, thanks for the chance of giving me another opportunity to fight. You've given me so many chances, your name should be Chance. Let me show you what I can do!"
Mob got jokes. Telepathy so real, he read the mind of the man behind the screen. “Child you have impressed me. I will let you go for now. Get stronger, because you are literally 100 years too early to be facing me. Provide me with more than a mediocre fight next time.”
Meanwhile, Tenshin out here schooling heroes. Whew.
Nice job, both of you. I enjoyed reading this. Here are your Rewards for Completing a Plot Battle:
Mob Receives:
4 Trait Points
4 Ascension Points
Tenshin Receives:
4 Trait Points
4 Ascension Points
AFFILIATES
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