Warlords: World Conquest RP

[The_man_with_the_Midas_touch]

In Libya…the desert sun seemed to shine especially bright, that day. Hot…scorching rays, beat down on the collection of citizens, mercenaries, and what remained of its military forces. It was an unstable region…the government struggling to cling to some measure of control as conflict and crime ran rampant in the streets.

An easy target.

Across Tripoli, the nation's capital…another sun appeared in the sky above, radiating warmth and flame. And unlike a normal sun…

It was getting closer…descending like a meteor atop the populace of the capital region. The heat…was scorching…enough that many were forced to turn away as the painful, hot breeze brushed against their face and cheeks.

And then all at once…the flame halted. It hovered there for a moment…

Before a face began to form upon its surface. Menacing, sharp eyes fitted with a thin slit to approximate a mouth.

“….Let the warmth of the father...wash over the people of Libya...” The voice of living flame echoed across the population, the noise akin to the crackling of an open fire.

"Consider this...A warning. If it was up to me, this place would be nothing but ash on the sands...be father saw fit to be merciful. Do not take his magnanimity for granted..." The flame crackled. It lingered there for a long moment...close enough to singe the roofs of many of the buildings...before slowly hovering upward...disappearing into the sky.

................................

Alfonso telepathically watched his new child's performance from the border, lounging in his chair. Arthurs's soul was...powerful to say the least, and even a fraction of the energy he took was enough to bring to life a massive ball of fire, capable of scorching even the sturdiest of structures to ash.

"...Helios. My shining sun...bringer of flame and drought...well done..." He said to himself, he causally stretched stood from his folded chair...and simply walked into the country, placing his first Signifer on the upper corner of the country.

 

[Setsuna_tenma]

" Ah the Seychelles" he said arriving in the place.

"Time to do it in quickly." he said arriving to place the markers.

"I have to conquer as much island nations as possible before the other warlords turn their sights in this area." he said.

 

[Backbackback]

While romance was happening, in Russia...

As Zlata's bodyguards walk around the city, there are many people shouting and yelling, doing training as others do pushups and many forms of workout. Even some are sparring with one another.

"The Hamon training is improving everyone's health and morale, Madame..." said Jhason

"As for the other countries, Qunti?" Zlata asked.

"We've informed them of it, as well. We are currently preventing any leakage of information. The possibility of other Warlords going to attack us is very much high given your public standing and social status, Madame..." Qunti replied politely.

"I'll repeat what I said, we would fight when all other negotiations fail. I'm not that naive..." Zlata shook her head, "I understand the truth of this world. I know it's... cruel, unforgiving, and... mad. It's filled with mad people, individuals who abuse their power for the sake of pleasure. But I won't let them get what they want. It's my dream to promote peace, and if it means I have to fight my way through it.... Then so be it."

Her clone in Mongolia— one with a failed attempt to hug Rusty (because he is adorable in her eyes)— shapeshifted into a bird, as she flew and went on a Signifier-filling spree.

There wasn't anything particularly unique or different when she was travelling to Ukraine and Norway: the same fanatics rambling of her beauty, many giving her letters of concern, helping homeless people, meeting with the Prime Minister and the President, shaking hands.

And of course, the long, many, grueling, extensive, tiring hours of her touching all four directions with her Signifier.

Zlata wasn't quite finished with her conquest for peace as she would make her way to Nepal and then Myanmar, taking the same pleasantries as before.

Though she would eventually take care of the signifiers and such, she'd be a little mentally tired from all the things she would have to do, especially with "fan meetings" some of them do.

According to the interview, here's what they have to say:

"If I'd have a girlfriend, it has to be someone who has Miss Zlata's qualities." said a 6-foot tall muscular man.

"Her makeup is just soo perfect~ I wonder how she could even keep that look despite that all that meetings~~" spoke a female college student.

"I gotta say, having Zlata in my YouTube videos helped me gain lots of views! Unlike many others, only my dislikes would increase. But with her? It's the exact opposite!" replied a vlogger— clearly a clout chaser.

"Ever since then, my Twitter is just filled with fanart of Zlata.... Damn, that's fan dedication for you..." said an artist.

"If I'm gonna be honest, there's just a bunch of people glazing how magnificent or how majestic this... Zlata person is. Pretty much just simping and shit. Y'all are down horrendo-"

And it was cut off.

They wouldn't want to put that out in the media. Even when the interviewee said it was part of a bit, the joke could still be viewed as something else.

Anyways, Zlata would eventually make her way to India because of that. Placing her first Signifier upon entry. And thus... begins yet another fan meetup.

Just great.

 

[Rakih_Elyan]

I was there, fighting through countless spirits. Just to satiate an old king ambitions, I lead an army of spirits -intending to conquer the very world itself.

I was no one before, just a high-school boy that been summoned to another world. Being stabbed in the chest is my very first experience in that new world.

And then being enslaved to command an army is also new to me. I learned how to fight, I learn war tactic, strategy, and intrigue.

Tempered through months upon months of war. Yet, I still abhor the feeling of killing someone. I still abhor the very injustice that the ruler bring upon their people.

And yet- here I am. In the street of Ankara, Turkey.

A voice tell me to conquer this world -not so much different than my objective before.

I look at the people around me.

They are people.

People that I will lead them from now on. People that I must protect, people that will depend on me from now on.

I won't become like him, a king with ambitions so grand that he enslaved the spirit races.

No, I will become a just and benevolent king. Just like one in the old story.

Then I walked towards the presidential complex. Ready to begin my first move.

---

Several hours later

"Yes amirul mu'minin?" Edorgan, The president of Turkey ask me, wondering why he be summoned.

Taking the loyalty of the entire nation is quite easy for me after I declare my first rule.

Rule 1: Everyone in my territory acknowledge me as the great caliph of the great Caliphate of Al-Faizziyah and swore their allegiance to me.

"Tell the people that I need men and women of great willpower, they must ready to fight for themselves and other that are suffering out there." I said to the president. "Some of the warlords out there are outright evil or insane, so we need to protect ourselves before the great jihad begin"

"As your order Amirul Mu'minin!"

"You may go"

"Thank you Amirul Mu'minin" he nods his head and left the room.

The warlords of other nations is quite dangerous, they surround us from all directions.

And some of them are doing horrible shit to their own people.

My blood boiling to these atrocities that they commit.

No way in hell I will even let them lays a hand on my people, I must strengthen the military of my nation.

To bolster our military might, I will create an army of eternity sword user. A plan that won't take much from our budget as they are used to build the country.

Still sensing my connection to the sword of rebirth, I can make people contract with a lower ranked eternity sword for now.

With their ability to manipulate mana as an estranger, and their ability to level up as an adventurer.

They will be my knight, my faris, my hands that protect the people of Faizziyah.

I, the wielder of the 4th ranked eternity sword Desire, the great Caliph of Al-Faizziyah.

Will bring to this world, an army peerless in might.

 

[Adem_Warlock69]

Zlata giggled seeing her frozen, "Sorry, I know it's... too sudden..." looked down she did, her fingers rubbing Maria's palm as she felt it tingle her hand, before shifting to caressing her forearm and back to her hand, where she interlocked fingers.

"But... I don't know..." the way she'd be saying this was straightforward. There wasn't anything to lie on or to hide, her heart was pure much like, the love she feels for another Warlord.

War may happen, but, seeing a new kind of light along the dark and gloomy hallway she, and her allies may face, made her smile uniquely.

"The feelings I have for you are true, not lying~" she titled her head, smiling, shifting closer towards her.

...

The composed Maria, now adorned in a powdered wig, sternly adjusted her glasses,
"You claim that love is akin to a grand treasure hunt, do you not?"

"Aye, that I do. Love be a treasure map with no X marks the spot, leadin' ye to the heart's greatest bounty!"
A parrot, seemingly plucked from a seafarer's shoulder, squawked, "Greatest bounty!"

"Objection! Love's more like a wild beast, untamed and unpredictable!"

"And yet, it can also be a thrilling chase, like a hunter pursuing their pre-"

"Don't wanna cause a panic, but... SHE'S STEERING RIGHT FOR US! Somebody find me an exit!"

"Oh dear, oh fudge! This is not in the manual! What do we do?!"

Maria's internal monologue wasn't far behind.
Okay, deep breaths. You've got this. Just be honest, be you.

...

In that instant, the internal voices fell silent. There was no need for debate, for running or for swooning.
There was only this moment, this connection that held them both in its embrace.

Reality unfroze around Maria, and with a newfound sense of surety, she responded.
"So, um" Maria stammered, her cheeks tinged with a bashful smile, "I mean, wow. This is... uh... words are just... uh, they're not great at this."
"It's a bit overwhelming, in a good way. I hope you understand, even if my words are stumbling over themselves."

 

[Oliver_de_jesus]

Rusty decided that the best plan of action would be to use Heat and solar energy, thus having an almost inexhaustible supply, he began production of a device that can do that, of course he had the files of his brain bank, he just had to modify it to save that energy, however what really mattered was that he needed a way to process heat, this would take a long time.


.....

Outside the city a man was walking around, he had the mission to explore certain areas conquered by other Warlords, so he was given various equipment, genetic and technopathic modifications, With one thought he traveled to Mexico to investigate the area while using his allomancy to mask his existence of enhanced senses and others dectetion powers

@MaidRips
(How is Mexico)

 

[Da3ggman]

Flying towards India, with the trio of teenagers still asleep on his back, he stopped for a bit after a couple hours, landing in Turkey.

“Geez, it’s nighttime already? Guess I should be getting to sleep right about now.” He told himself, putting his passengers onto the ground, before laying his cape on them. He can handle the cold of night far bette then they can, after all. “Need not the heat from man, for the Lord’s loving embrace will keep you safe. But then again, I suppose you guys don’t know him well enough to access that warmth!” Arthur chuckled a bit, thinking back on his days of youth. Oh, how wonderful they were….but those days were long behind him, and now his only goal is to save those….from that fate.

He deeply breathed in, channeling a bit a hamon throughout his body, raising his body temperature, and bringing him back to a more comfortable existence. Sure, he didn’t need to, but hey, why not use the gifts his Lord provides?

@Rakih_Elyan

“This land…I wonder which Warlord has it? I suppose India can wait a little longer if it means I can make a new ally or two!”

With that, he released a birth of hamon into his brain, instantly knocking him out, finally
allowing him to go to the land of dreams.

 

[Lou_change]

Maybe I could try going to one of the nations Leon made a trade deal with? Nah it would take hours to fly to either, and my neighbors seem militant. The one in France made themselves a god king and is trying to bribe people to help take over the world based on the spam we been getting from the DGSE. I am 98.9999...% sure the one in Germany released demons. I can literally see the monsters in Italy and one of them invaded my airspace to steal people's souls which I am pretty sure I technically have a responsibly for. Thankfully it didn't go after the spirits I gave to the army. Guess I will have to wait for one of them to call me.

 

[Hl3_or_bust]

Kane quickly takes stock of his island territories. With the sheer quantity of qi present, the number of cultivators is sure to grow exponentially until it represents 100% of the population. Even now, his territory holds over 10,000 cultivators who have at least reached the 1st level of Qi Condensation. About 10% have advanced one or more levels further into the realm, and a few have even successfully cultivated the Undying Codex's Undying Skin to the Iron Skin stage, exponentially increasing their effective strength compared to their peers. A particular talent has even managed to reach both the 4th level of Qi Condensation and the Bronze Skin stage. Many others are working to master the variety of techniques that Kane has proliferated amongst them, as he has spread essentially every ability in his arsenal, from the Violet Qi Cauldron Control Art to the Blood Annihilation World and even a few techniques of his own creation. Such progress makes their master very impressed, especially considering that this world completely lacked any of the principles that they now rely on only a mere day ago.

To further increase the power of his "civilan" forces, Kane sets up a few separate facilities to produce multiple cultivation and combat aid drugs. The first is his Black Resurrection Pill, a drug that adds to and utilizes the core energy of a cultivator to, at the point of death, aggressively restructure their body for the purposes of short-term survival. This has a few issues, primary among them is that his junior cultivators have no natural core energy due to the nature of this realm, so he has to make the pills especially potent to effectively act as a substitute for that core energy. Secondly, this process isn't perfect, and unless the person receives immediate medical aid they will simply die from a lack of energy anyways. However, this the pill isn't meant to permanently delay death, but to give a cultivator enough time and energy to return for treatment in the next invention of Kane's.

[3 charges used for lvl 6]

The second is a series of Rebirth Pools, small lakes made of a sulfur-looking yellow liquid. A combination of many different magical and concocted liquids, the substance breaks down any non-living matter into raw qi and stores it within itself. Whenever a living but injured person enters the water, this accumulated qi is used to reconstruct the person's body in a better, stronger state, regrowing limbs, organs, meridians, and even the entire body should they enter as a mere soul. To accommodate such total reconstruction prior to the Nascent Soul realm, Kane disseminates a practically useless but easy to learn technique that enables the user to seal their soul within their body or a nearby object upon death, allowing it to be returned to the Rebirth Pools and healed later. Of course, this all requires a great deal of energy, which under normal circumstances mere deceased material would be unable to provide, but with several countries worth of spirit beasts, plants, and cultivators constantly cycling through materials, it is far more sustainable than it sounds.

These two creations were particularly taxing, as not only did Kane have to work on them personally, but he even had to expand his alchemy dragon technique to include yin and yang dragons, representing life and death and about 15 meters long. He quickly gets to work updating all of the existing sets-of-five with the two new forms, as they can drastically affect the productivity and efficiency of the other dragons. By this point, there are several thousand of these sets, with a majority assigned to the creation or assistance in the creation of Condensation Pills, meant to speed up progress through the Qi Condensation realm. His third creation, while also taxing, is one that he is particularly happy about

[1 charge used for lvl 5]

Several large tubs of a deep purple liquid sit before Kane, eerily quite despite the intense heat they are subject to even while cooling. This is something he knows as Chaotic Polymorphine, a substance that, well, chaotically morphs the physiology of any creature that comes into contact with it. Normal ingestion or skin contact only has a temporary effect, but injections into the bone marrow or similar important circulatory system structure enables the effect to become perpetual, as it is infused into the creature's blood. He was initially worried that this would result in constant shifts to the affected creature, but that fortunately was not the case. He calls in about a dozen junior cultivators to test the Chaotic Polymorphine on various creatures while he was busy, supplying them with top-quality alchemy dragons to kill any uncontrollable products and subdue any that could have some use.

With the concerns about his juniors mostly dealt with for now, Kane checks on his own personal stash. Teleporting to the air above one of the protruding spirit veins, he finds that his alchemy dragons have been hard at work and produced a total of 10 full cauldrons of Foundation Forming Pills. Almost ecstatic, Kane quickly takes all ten cauldrons and finds a spot to sit directly on top of the spirit vein, cultivating in the lotus position as he scarfs down the Foundation Forming Pills like they're candy. Any cultivator from his prior world would probably skip a heartbeat seeing this, as such a thing not only results in an excess of medicinal energy within the body and exponentially accumulate pill waste. However, while Kane is aware of such problems, his approach is different. Rather than letting his body naturally absorb the medicinal energy, he forces it into his bone marrow to be gradually diffused into his body, vastly reducing the dangers of over-consumption and even increasing the efficiency compared to normal absorption. As for the toxins, his view of them is even more odd: he sees calling them "waste" to be reductive. The substances referred to as pill waste are the parts of the product that the body cannot absorb for whatever reason, either due to being impurities that didn't become medicinal energy, energy that combined in an unintended way and lacks the intended effect of the pill, or even being outright poisonous. All three of these are still energy with their own uses, just not being the energy originally intended, and thus he utilizes his body to store them for later use, essentially turning his body into a living cauldron that gradually accumulates an inner lining of enriched materials or a vessel for poison in the case of the lattermost possiblity.

In any case, as Kane cultivates, somewhat quiet but high-pitched booms can be regularly heard for almost a full mile away from his position.

 

[DimeUhDozen]

Outside the city a man was walking around, he had the mission to explore certain areas conquered by other Warlords, so he was given various equipment, genetic and technopathic modifications, With one thought he traveled to Mexico to investigate the area while using his allomancy to mask his existence of enhanced senses and others dectetion powers

@MaidRips
(How is Mexico)

The very second he arrives, he is met with a powerful electric field. Though, perhaps this is not the least of his worries. For deep beneath him, a sandtrap would open up like the mouth of a beast, ready to eat him up, revealing the trap that it was. A deep hole leading directly to a pool of Grimm, ready to disintegrate him on the spot. Sandra may not have felt his presence, but that wouldn’t matter much. She already planned for this kind of attack. And one thing was made clear. He trespassed, and he was met with punishment. Mexico could not be blamed for the unfortunate incident, nor could anyone truly discern the cause of death.

Nothing would be left of him.

There’d be only the Grimm to watch over his boiling grave.

Before anything else, though... he senses another warlord approaching. This one is new... and seems to radiate the same energy as that odd jellyfish-like thing that approached the north pole's meeting hall.

@MaidRips

Clap. Clap. Clap.

From the jellyfish emerges a grand figure bathed in fancy robes, yet underneath, the tanktop of a punk young adult. The viciousness of her smile alone is enough to send those unprepared running in fear, though she suspects he is different from the display she was just given. She seems impressed to say the least.

“Bravo, bravo. What a wonderful performance. You see, I was here for dinner, but I guess I got a show instead.”

 

[Paul_Frank]

Rather quickly, Nakya places the last signifier on Malaysia, finally gaining control of all of Borneo after taking over the other two countries that sat on it. She thinks back to the object she handed Kevin realizing that it’s definitely working about now, which is good.

“In most of the countries I’ve taken, I’ve destroyed their military and maybe some nature, not much else. Hmm.”

As she says that, she teleports to the middle of Kuala Lumpur, the capital of the newly taken country. She places her hands together, her middle and ring fingers upright and touching, while her pointer and pinky fingers are tucked in and touching. In that moment, her energy surged far beyond normal, the feeling of dread coming from the aura radiating off of her spread for miles.

[6 charges used for level 7]

“Domain Expansion: Malevolent Shrine”

A domain projected into the air subjugating reality to one’s own will, a technique she had already used, except this time, it was expanded. The maximum range of the domain went far beyond the original 200 meters, the entirety of Kuala Lumpur and some of its surroundings were caught within it, the largest city in the country now sat inside her domain. Cleave and Dismantle got to work fast, first getting anyone or anything outdoors, all inorganic and organic matter was sliced repeatedly, so finely that nothing remained. The range and destructive power of the attack enhanced so much that by the time she finally dispelled the domain, after 4 minutes, there was nothing left to even suggest anything had ever been here. Instead it was a barren, sandy expanse, crackling with electricity, leaving Nakya alone to think of where to go next.

Back in Brunei near its coast, Kevin and the others sat watching the direction of the island they had came from. Suddenly a large amount of water struck the area, massive waves, as if a very large amount of water had been displaced at once. They quickly took the hint, and got out of there, returning instead to the mountain in Indonesia.

 

[Oliver_de_jesus]

The very second he arrives, he is met with a powerful electric field. Though, perhaps this is not the least of his worries. For deep beneath him, a sandtrap would open up like the mouth of a beast, ready to eat him up, revealing the trap that it was. A deep hole leading directly to a pool of Grimm, ready to disintegrate him on the spot. Sandra may not have felt his presence, but that wouldn’t matter much. She already planned for this kind of attack. And one thing was made clear. He trespassed, and he was met with punishment. Mexico could not be blamed for the unfortunate incident, nor could anyone truly discern the cause of death.

Nothing would be left of him.

There’d be only the Grimm to watch over his boiling grave

Almost falling into the pond only to be saved by a quick use of his Iron (Lurcher) to be attracted by a large piece of metal, his phone fell into Grimm's pond, cursing slightly, of course he didn't need it for this mission due to his hive mind that they installed to his body but it was still expensive.

Already attached to a large metal bar, he began to slowly burn his Tin (Tineye) increase his five senses, now able to hear from hundreds of meters away the sound of Grimm's dregs along with enhanced vision that can pierce through the darkness and obstacles, however having his Electrum (Oracle) ready in case he has to prepare.

"Well, the Training and Preparation did work, human instinct together with magic and technology do miracles" He thought, before concentrating and as if he were a version of Spiderman who instead of using Spider Webs, used his own body, he pushing and attracting with the metal of the area that has not been destroyed.

 

[The_man_with_the_Midas_touch]

A living Cyclone.

An ever-lasting Flame.

An endless tidal wave.

The group of three Alfonso would, from now on, dub his Three Calamities. Each one housed an absurd amount of soul energy. Be it from his own flesh...or those of the many...many people he had robbed of their lifespan, to fuel the expansion of his army. They were strong. The strongest of any of his creations, outside of his undead guard of souls, The Reaper in Italy. His favored children...and his strongest weapons. With those three combined...the power of nature itself, was at his fingertips. Living natural disasters, capable of destruction on a scale surpassing most human weaponry. If they worked together....they could reduce a civilization to ruin, in less than a day.

Luckily...for the people of Libya, he had no plans for such a feat. The country was already in disorder...and his little stunt earlier with Helios was enough to scare most of the fragmented groups into submission. He encountered little trouble as he flew through the Libyan sky...and any planes that would attempt to intercept him would find the wind itself, fighting against them, forcing them to land...or risk being reduced to a mangled bit of metal in the air.

Placing the second and third marker were...rather seamless, meeting no major complications in claiming several portions of the territory.

 

[Backbackback]

Reality unfroze around Maria, and with a newfound sense of surety, she responded.
"So, um" Maria stammered, her cheeks tinged with a bashful smile, "I mean, wow. This is... uh... words are just... uh, they're not great at this."
"It's a bit overwhelming, in a good way. I hope you understand, even if my words are stumbling over themselves."

"It's... alright. I mean, w-we could let the action do the talking, no?"

Zlata's other hand reached up and felt Maria's cheek, feeling down to her neck as Zlata tinged red with embarrassment.

Her eyes remained locked to Maria, as if she can only focus on her.

 

[DimeUhDozen]

Almost falling into the pond only to be saved by a quick use of his Iron (Lurcher) to be attracted by a large piece of metal, his phone fell into Grimm's pond, cursing slightly, of course he didn't need it for this mission due to his hive mind that they installed to his body but it was still expensive.

Already attached to a large metal bar, he began to slowly burn his Tin (Tineye) increase his five senses, now able to hear from hundreds of meters away the sound of Grimm's dregs along with enhanced vision that can pierce through the darkness and obstacles, however having his Electrum (Oracle) ready in case he has to prepare.

"Well, the Training and Preparation did work, human instinct together with magic and technology do miracles" He thought, before concentrating and as if he were a version of Spiderman who instead of using Spider Webs, used his own body, he pushing and attracting with the metal of the area that has not been destroyed.

However, by the time he would arriv

Almost falling into the pond only to be saved by a quick use of his Iron (Lurcher) to be attracted by a large piece of metal, his phone fell into Grimm's pond, cursing slightly, of course he didn't need it for this mission due to his hive mind that they installed to his body but it was still expensive.

Already attached to a large metal bar, he began to slowly burn his Tin (Tineye) increase his five senses, now able to hear from hundreds of meters away the sound of Grimm's dregs along with enhanced vision that can pierce through the darkness and obstacles, however having his Electrum (Oracle) ready in case he has to prepare.

"Well, the Training and Preparation did work, human instinct together with magic and technology do miracles" He thought, before concentrating and as if he were a version of Spiderman who instead of using Spider Webs, used his own body, he pushing and attracting with the metal of the area that has not been destroyed.

However, quickly soon after, in just a moment’s time, a large beast emerged from the pool. Much larger than a normal human. It’s demonic presence engulfed the majority of the whole. In one fell swoop, it would aim to eat the man whole. All the while, a massive pressure would begin to exude all around him.

The troopers that had been assigned to the area, skeletal creatures called Apathy, would immediately cause a sense of weakness to befall every organic thing that crossed their path. Every ounce of willpower that one could feel, even their will to live, could have been sapped from the area, leaving the people who were unfortunate to hear their shrill cries into the night unable to even hold a weapon.

His enhanced senses would prove to be a detriment here. As there was now no escaping their shrieks. He could only pick up on their devastating attack and become subject to it all the more. His emotions were a plaything of the calming predators that roamed the area, and would soon lull him into an eternal rest.

 

[Adem_Warlock69]

"It's... alright. I mean, w-we could let the action do the talking, no?"

Zlata's other hand reached up and felt Maria's cheek, feeling down to her neck as Zlata tinged red with embarrassment.

Her eyes remained locked to Maria, as if she can only focus on her.

"Let the action do the talking...?" She echoed, her voice a soft, uncertain whisper.

With a breath that felt like the first fresh breeze after a long winter, Maria summoned her courage. "I... I think that might be... a good idea." She managed, her voice carrying a hint of playful flirtation, a touch of the Maria she knew herself to be.

 

[Backbackback]

"Let the action do the talking...?" She echoed, her voice a soft, uncertain whisper.

With a breath that felt like the first fresh breeze after a long winter, Maria summoned her courage. "I... I think that might be... a good idea." She managed, her voice carrying a hint of playful flirtation, a touch of the Maria she knew herself to be.

"Y-yeah..." nervous reply, but her face slowly drew her a bit closer.

Her shaky breath felt like warmth as it reached Maria, her scent mixing with hers as she built up the will, "Right..." much closer now, her nose touched hers, before long, her hand pulled her neck gently as her lips mingles with hers.

 

[Oliver_de_jesus]

However, quickly soon after, in just a moment’s time, a large beast emerged from the pool. Much larger than a normal human. It’s demonic presence engulfed the majority of the whole. In one fell swoop, it would aim to eat the man whole. All the while, a massive pressure would begin to exude all around him.

The troopers that had been assigned to the area, skeletal creatures called Apathy, would immediately cause a sense of weakness to befall every organic thing that crossed their path. Every ounce of willpower that one could feel, even their will to live, could have been sapped from the area, leaving the people who were unfortunate to hear their shrill cries into the night unable to even hold a weapon.

His enhanced senses would prove to be a detriment here. As there was now no escaping their shrieks. He could only pick up on their devastating attack and become subject to it all the more. His emotions were a plaything of the calming predators that roamed the area, and would soon lull him into an eternal rest.

Focusing on his Copper (Coppercloud), the man blocked out the emotional attacks as if they were less than whispers.

"Let's see if this is for your size." He took out two pairs of guns enhanced with Connect-tek, so he start shooting, each shot with inhuman precision and move like a superhuman ninja, while using his allomancy to control pieces of metal as a platform (Like Static Shock) and as extra weapon, having all their metals at his disposal, although some were not active, he has that trigger in case he needed it.

 

[Torlikoff]

@MaidRips

"Well, maybe next time, I'll just go and save you some."

Deimos laughs within the ruined castle he's returned to. "I've been monitoring you. So you're the upstart punk over in the new world that's throwing your tar monsters at everything, eh?"

Despite the jovial tone in his voice, an aura of menace and gloom builds up around him as he stares down the projection. "I was just thinking of heading to that continent myself. Maybe I'll take your land for myself. Or maybe you're useful enough to work out a deal with. That black shit you spew out seems awfully interesting, after all."

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Meanwhile, back in Greenland, There are many things to do.

Operating a phantom, Deimos checks the progress on the demons he's creating. He couldn't afford to simply leave the citizens alone,a fter all; he's been working, and many of them have been converted into demons by this point. A plane is currently en route to Greenland containing a myriad of gifted souls from the british isles. Scientists, Athletes, Military Officials, Martial Artists, et cetera. Of course, they've all been demonized, and are currently acclimating to Deimos' blood, using test tubes and IVs set up by his other phantoms. The best among these, he's decided, will become his favored subordinates. Nothing but the best can be accepted for a man with Deimos' ambition, after all.

There is, of course, the overlord he's negotiating with currently, as well as the matter of that girl, whom the thunderblight has brought into his castle's sick bay. Not that he expects that to get much use, but clearly it was a good idea to add one. Perhaps they'll serve as pleasant enough second-in-commands. The girl in particular will work as an attack dog, and as a good source of weaponry if trained...

Otherwise, he's already decided on his inner court. The blights are useless as aides, more extensions of his own will than anything. Same as the phantoms. That leaves the option of outside sources. A Doctor, a Helmsman, a General, a Politician, a Martial Artist, a Musician, and an Engineer. Seven in total. He's even picked out names! Asmodeus. Leviathan. Andrealphus. Bael. Stolas. Paimon. Belial. All he needs to do is continue his experiments. Blood mixing, consumption of demon flesh in humans, experimentation on his dark energy.

A path to conquering that infernal sun is close, he can taste it.

@ThisThingisReallyBroken

Deimos moves to the bay, putting those thoughts aside for now. Romulus is inside, and he jolts her with a small shock to wake her up. Nothing damaging, just the equivalent of rubbing your hand on a cloth to shock your friend.

"Awaken, girl."

 

[DimeUhDozen]

Focusing on his Copper (Coppercloud), the man blocked out the emotional attacks as if they were less than whispers.

"Let's see if this is for your size." He took out two pairs of guns enhanced with Connect-tek, so he start shooting, each shot with inhuman precision and move like a superhuman ninja, while using his allomancy to control pieces of metal as a platform (Like Static Shock) and as extra weapon, having all their metals at his disposal, although some were not active, he has that trigger in case he needed it.

The Grimm were made quick work of, taken down in less than moments.

 

[Oliver_de_jesus]

The Grimm were made quick work of, taken down in less than moments.

With everyone defeated, the man would approach a grimm that was nailed to the ground face down, its legs and arms had metal bars crossing it but it was still alive, immobilized, he had seen how these things disintegrated so he would have to act quickly, he approached his hands to the grimm's head and began the process of spreading the techno-virus to it, reconfiguring the grimm until it became a technozombie-grimm, cut it from the influence of the green woman due to the experiments with Hemalurgy and the technovirus to match them perfectly

"Here agent Miles Todd, mission complete, the package is secured." He say via a communicator to teleport them back to the base

 

[ThisThingisReallyBroken]

@Torlikoff

Romulus awakes. Without the helmet, she is revealed to be a young, pale woman with brown hair. Her green eyes dart around the room as you bring her to an unfamiliar area.

“…F-FATHER…?”

The helmet no longer contorts her voice. You see a small, glowing computer chipped shaped port in the back of her head. Her intelligence may return if you plug something in.

 

[DimeUhDozen]

With everyone defeated, the man would approach a grimm that was nailed to the ground face down, its legs and arms had metal bars crossing it but it was still alive, immobilized, he had seen how these things disintegrated so he would have to act quickly, he approached his hands to the grimm's head and began the process of spreading the techno-virus to it, reconfiguring the grimm until it became a technozombie-grimm, cut it from the influence of the green woman due to the experiments with Hemalurgy and the technovirus to match them perfectly

"Here agent Miles Todd, mission complete, the package is secured." He say via a communicator to teleport them back to the base

Before the virus could be uploaded however, something quickly accelerated the process of the distingration. Something with absolute power over the Grimm. Though she certainly couldn’t see what was happening, she had gotten reports of what had happened at the beach, and she had done enough to prevent it from happening. Thus, the Grimm were lost to nothingness in a quick instance. Ultimately useless.

 

[Oliver_de_jesus]

Before the virus could be uploaded however, something quickly accelerated the process of the distingration. Something with absolute power over the Grimm. Though she certainly couldn’t see what was happening, she had gotten reports of what had happened at the beach, and she had done enough to prevent it from happening. Thus, the Grimm were lost to nothingness in a quick instance. Ultimately useless.

Miles smiled.

"Oh little bastard, Thanks, I already have what I was looking for, a first-hand experience to what the talking garbage robot will fighting" he say while teleport to another place

 

[Overlord775]

The king would expends something time to further some other conquests, seeing at there's two microcountries right next to his territories, he quickly picks off Burundi and Rwanda in a matter of litterally minutes, as a threat.

Well, maybe its a bit excessive, but you know what he really deserves something nice for himself.

Yorsha will utilize all his charges, 8 of them, into one single creature, a mount worthy of a king.

A magnificent dragon of incredible power, of immense strenght and might. [Which i will detail in a further post about because only shit its 3 am i can't do it right now]

To be more specific, using as the main body the combination of body plans of two mighty dragonic entities (Fishron, Betsy), though scaled up more than a bit, while other various bits and pieces of other entities were added in (which adds: (telegraphed) teleportation, soul eating. energy projection, the ability to inflict several debuffs and inflict stats reductions on melee hit, and the ability to shoot a tendril that leaches life+prevents healing. This is all while generic modifications were also added an extremely powerful healing factor, large amounts of resistances though both biological means (including an immensly powerful immune system) and just plain protective amulets, and furthermore extremely though scales.

Its body was specifically crafted to be able to channel methaphysical enegies, able use mana and the power "Souls", as swell as celestial fragments, to be able to reproduce various effect. (Statistics amplification and elemental energy attacks)

Lastly, but not least importantly, custom crafted weaponry: The ability to shoot out (from glads across its body) ichor that turns the durability of anyone hit by it into the same as wet paper, the ability to breathe fire that is both cursed (water-proof, blocks regen) and breaksyourday (owch), and the ability to generate from its kin and shoot from barrages of needle-like spikes that are imbued with a venom so strong it melts flesh in seconds.

Its name shall be Yharon, the Jungle Dragon.

With new friend and companion at his side, Yorsha smiles widely. Truly, this create is a masterwork, above and beyond anything he could have created beforehand. He must thank whoever gave him this possiblity, that brought him into this world, for it lead to this being possible!

This creation came just at the right moment, news of a new warlord attack in Africa are heard. His army, alas, will need more than a bit to finish gestating, so he will need to take matters into his own hands.

Yorsha hops unto the dragon's back, the creature being the size of a building and so able to accomodoate the king on its back, as the duo flies off and to battle!

@The_man_with_the_Midas_touch

As he would be approching the location for the 4th and final singnifier, Alfonso would see a giant creature, a dragon of titanic scale stand in-front of his path. On top of the creatures stand a man, no more like a giant, weilding fittingly giant spear that glows akin the sun itself.

"The time of reckoning is upon thee, foolish warlord!"

Yorsha states, pointing his spear in the direction of the man. Right behind the king and the dragon, would be the former's signifier, enshined in a cage of celestial steel and biomaterial for protection.

 

[Lou_change]

Defender teleports to where the photo of a giant tooth they saw in that article was taken and looks at Germany from across the border.

 

[Rakih_Elyan]

Flying towards India, with the trio of teenagers still asleep on his back, he stopped for a bit after a couple hours, landing in Turkey.

“Geez, it’s nighttime already? Guess I should be getting to sleep right about now.” He told himself, putting his passengers onto the ground, before laying his cape on them. He can handle the cold of night far bette then they can, after all. “Need not the heat from man, for the Lord’s loving embrace will keep you safe. But then again, I suppose you guys don’t know him well enough to access that warmth!” Arthur chuckled a bit, thinking back on his days of youth. Oh, how wonderful they were….but those days were long behind him, and now his only goal is to save those….from that fate.

He deeply breathed in, channeling a bit a hamon throughout his body, raising his body temperature, and bringing him back to a more comfortable existence. Sure, he didn’t need to, but hey, why not use the gifts his Lord provides?

@Rakih_Elyan

“This land…I wonder which Warlord has it? I suppose India can wait a little longer if it means I can make a new ally or two!”

With that, he released a birth of hamon into his brain, instantly knocking him out, finally
allowing him to go to the land of dreams.

"But Amirul Mu'minin!" The man said to me worryingly.

"Let him rest and don't disturb him, he is a guest in our land." I said to the defense minister.

"Anyway," I said "How about my order before?"

"Fifty thousand people are already signed up My Caliph, more are joining as we speak, especially from the military."

"Good, provide them transportation to Ankara." I said as I stare at the starry sky above. "We need to quickly create a formidable army to fend off any threats from outside of our Caliphate."

 

[The_man_with_the_Midas_touch]

As he would be approching the location for the 4th and final singnifier, Alfonso would see a giant creature, a dragon of titanic scale stand in-front of his path. On top of the creatures stand a man, no more like a giant, weilding fittingly giant spear that glows akin the sun itself.

"The time of reckoning is upon thee, foolish warlord!"

Yorsha states, pointing his spear in the direction of the man. Right behind the king and the dragon, would be the former's signifier, enshined in a cage of celestial steel and biomaterial for protection.

Alfonso's smile...dropped, the man's eyes widening in apparent surprise as he glanced up at the monstrous dragon before him, A warlord he hadn't even paid attention to before now, standing before him. His glowing eyes stared up at the warlord for a long moment...

Before a thin-lipped grin returned to his face, the man breathing out a soft sigh.

"...Well, you're quite good at making an entrance, I'll give you that much." The man said, chuckling softly. He raised both hands in the air, his unbuttoned shirt flapping in the wind.

"I don't suppose we could...talk this out huh? We're both adults here" He said. His voice was calm, and measured. A far cry from the intensity shown by the man before him.

 

[Overlord775]

@The_man_with_the_Midas_touch

Yorsha squints his eyes at the man, a feeling of raw incredibulity in them

"Are you playing me for fool? You, who threatened to burn the entire country off the face of the map, just wish to talk things out?"

 

[Setsuna_tenma]

"Done" he said placing the last markers on the island.

"Wow the others are going at it." he said watching the internet about what the other warlords are doing.

"Its only a matter of time before the fanatic comes for new." he said about the warlord who said he was going to come after him.

"Time to the Reunion." he said on his next destination

 

[The_man_with_the_Midas_touch]

@The_man_with_the_Midas_touch

Yorsha squints his eyes at the man, a feeling of raw incredibulity in them

"Are you playing me for fool? You, who threatened to burn the entire country off the face of the map, just wish to talk things out?"

The man leaned back where he stood, his feet levitating off the ground.

"Oh, this is about the little performance I did in Tripoli? It's like you people haven't heard of a bit of showmanship! Riding out here on your high horse over nothing more than a simple bluff..." The man said. He chuckled...his mind reaching out to several of his minions to begin converging on his location.

"Well...high dragon, not horse. But you catch the meaning."

 

[Overlord775]

Yorsha simply scoffs at that.

"Fine, i'll give you three minutes to talk, not a second more than that."

He replies, moving his left hand forward with three middle fingers raised.

 

[Oliver_de_jesus]

Rusty see Miles, who gave him his report on the situation.

"River that eats matter, creatures that affect emotions, the place almost seems like chaos, we should create a way to cut the snake head without touch her bites" Miles say while looked at the Robot who was looking at the device in front of him.

[Charged: level 5]

Rusty was bombarded with the information he was looking for, two things, Steel's data within his memories talked about how ultralinks could be used to create weapons of mass destruction if used skillfully, Connect-tek was an extension of the ultralink race, ultimately being a technological inspiration that works under the same principle, therefore, Rusty wanted to learn how to create his own Ultralinks, using his charge to cover the empty gaps that the Steel and connect-tek's data did not have, now the second thing he learned through his charge was how to create a machine that can withstand being in the core of the earth and transport energy to the user instantly so his army could have a way to activate the bsttles modes.

*Congratulations, you have been promoted, Miles Todd will now be the defender and the first Mega Human, any questions?"

"Will it hurt?"

"Not much, it will be much less than installing the metal spikes with connect-tek that are in some parts of your body"

"Well, I just hope it's not a big change in appearance."

They both went off to do many things with the help of humans scientists, it was going to be a long night of creation and improvisation.

 

[The_man_with_the_Midas_touch]

Yorsha simply scoffs at that.

"Fine, i'll give you three minutes to talk, not a second more than that."

He replies, moving his left hand forward with three middle fingers raised.

Alfonso smiled, beginning to hover up into the sky to meet Yorsha at eye level.

“Look look. I talk a big game to the locals. Wave some...flashy powers to get them all scared. But it's just parlor tricks, some….Saturday morning entertainment.” He said. He shrugged his shoulders, smoothing his hair with a hand.

“…Keeps them…out of the way, sort to speak, while I do my work.”

 

[Backbackback]

Zlata wasn't quite finished with her conquest for peace as she would make her way to Nepal and then Myanmar, taking the same pleasantries as before.

Though she would eventually take care of the signifiers and such, she'd be a little mentally tired from all the things she would have to do, especially with "fan meetings" some of them do.

According to the interview, here's what they have to say:

"If I'd have a girlfriend, it has to be someone who has Miss Zlata's qualities." said a 6-foot tall muscular man.

"Her makeup is just soo perfect~ I wonder how she could even keep that look despite that all that meetings~~" spoke a female college student.

"I gotta say, having Zlata in my YouTube videos helped me gain lots of views! Unlike many others, only my dislikes would increase. But with her? It's the exact opposite!" replied a vlogger— clearly a clout chaser.

"Ever since then, my Twitter is just filled with fanart of Zlata.... Damn, that's fan dedication for you..." said an artist.

"If I'm gonna be honest, there's just a bunch of people glazing how magnificent or how majestic this... Zlata person is. Pretty much just simping and shit. Y'all are down horrendo-"

And it was cut off.

They wouldn't want to put that out in the media. Even when the interviewee said it was part of a bit, the joke could still be viewed as something else.

Anyways, Zlata would eventually make her way to India because of that. Placing her first Signifier upon entry. And thus... begins yet another fan meetup.

Just great.

Though her other clone was having the time of her life, the real body enjoying training other people another way to breathe...

The other two: one in Australia and one in India...

"Please sign this autograph!"

"Hey! I'm going first!"

"What do you mean you? I was here before you got here, bozo!"

There were people in the crowd, some pushing and some tumbling over one another. Though some received minor bruises, none were seriously hurt in the commotion given Zlata had signed them all in the end.

"Gosh, that was... a lot more stressful than I thought!" she said, giggling.

"Madame, how is our negotiations with other Warlords?" asked Jhason, as he was scrolling though the news and latest events happening through an oddly looking device.

"Rusty agreed, and ummm...." Zlata, who was basically making out with another Warlord, can't help but blush at the latter— Maria— given she did agreed, but had gone a completely different path ever since she confessed her feelings.

"W-will that be all, Madame?" he asked politely.

"Y-yeah! E-ermmm, ahem, yes! T-that'll be all..." a shy face as she scratched her head embarrassingly.

"Understood...." nodded Jhason.

__________

A few minutes later, the President of India came to meet Zlata. But before she could speak about her proposal, the president already knew of her intentions and automatically agreed, knowing she'd simply waste her time with pleasantries and meetings.

With a smile, Zlata happily shook hands with the President and thus filled the remaining three Signifiers all over India hours later.

At the same time this was happening, her clone from Australia would slowly make her way to Korea....

To make this convenient for herself, the clone on India— who currently finished her task— would disappear, that way, Zlata can reproduce another clone on Korea and split up between North and South.


Thus, the two went their way and placed each Signifier upon arrival.

On the North, there were lots of soldiers lined up as if to know that they meant business. While in the South, another fan meetup was held, as if she didn't have enough of it like she's some K-POP superstar.

"Maybe I should think about starting a concert if this would be the case..." she thought to herself, giggling as she and her clone met up with their respective Prime Ministers...

Kim Jong Un, memes say that this guy could just unveil the nukes, but she isn't really here for a war. She tried to convince him about the imminent threat, yadah yadah yadah— it's hard to put up something that always repeats. She talks to them, the Prime Minister said yes and she placed the rest of Signifiers.

The same could be said for the South, though she had to meet up with some members of other musical groups.

And the worse came true...

After placing her Signifiers to both North and South Korea, hours later, Korean musicians asked— not really asked, more like begged— for Zlata to join them in a music video as well as a concert happening tonight.

She can't really deny it, but it'd be sort of embarrassing to see a Warlord practically become an idol in the media industry.

But it won't hurt to try, no?

 

[ZoroNotZolo]

La Diosa continued to make her way through Chile, reaching the west of the country and placing another signifier. She almost felt the whole thing was too easy. Marching through the country, she smiled as the inhabitants dropped to their knees in front of her, enamored with her beauty. She then went to the north, continuing her triumphant march and placing yet another signifier. Cutting through the nation, she took a turn south before placing yet another signifier.

La Diosa had successfully conquered her neighbor.

Returning to the border of her center of operations, she then disappeared from sight and returned to Buenos Aires, exalted and looking down upon her people.

"Another successful conquest," She said, soaking in the admiration as the people revered and hailed the conquering hero, "And there's more to come!"

Her last statement got her audience more ecstatic. She saluted them before smiling and warping to the western border of Uruguay, making her way across the border once again and placing a signifier. Swiftly making her way across the country, she would stop at each of Uruguay's four cardinal directions, and place signifiers there as well. Before La Diosa headed back, she would make her way to the center of the neighboring country and soak in even more adoration. With a proud smile and another country conquered, she would make her way back to the border, where once again she would spawn in Buenos Aires and receive further praise for her triumphs.

She warped to the edge of the Argentinian border and crossed it to set foot in Paraguay, placing a signifier there and beginning her conquest of another nation. No harm in going for three in one day. That only meant more praise for her, after all.

 

[Adem_Warlock69]

"Y-yeah..." nervous reply, but her face slowly drew her a bit closer.

Her shaky breath felt like warmth as it reached Maria, her scent mixing with hers as she built up the will, "Right..." much closer now, her nose touched hers, before long, her hand pulled her neck gently as her lips mingles with hers.

As their lips met, Maria felt a rush of warmth, like a gentle fire kindling in her heart, spreading warmth to every corner of her being.
It was a simple, tender kiss, but the gentle contact of their lips conveyed a connection that transcended the physical.

"EEP!" Her mind squeaked, a mental hiccup that could rival any startled critter in the woods.
It was as if a thousand butterflies had taken flight in her stomach, their wings fluttering with wild abandon.

When they finally pulled away, Maria felt like a bottle of soda, shaken and ready to explode.
She wrestled to suppress the tidal wave of emotions threatening to burst forth.
"I, uh, wow, um... That was, uh, like, really, um, nice. I mean, not just 'nice,' but like, super, uh. You know?"

She then took a step back, her hand placed on her forehead. "Woo and now I feel dizzy all of a sudden."
Maria chuckled, "Though I must say, if I'd known kissing would turn me into a confetti cannon, I might have mentally prepared for the occasion."

 

[Backbackback]

Though her other clone was having the time of her life, the real body enjoying training other people another way to breathe...

The other two: one in Australia and one in India...

"Please sign this autograph!"

"Hey! I'm going first!"

"What do you mean you? I was here before you got here, bozo!"

There were people in the crowd, some pushing and some tumbling over one another. Though some received minor bruises, none were seriously hurt in the commotion given Zlata had signed them all in the end.

"Gosh, that was... a lot more stressful than I thought!" she said, giggling.

"Madame, how is our negotiations with other Warlords?" asked Jhason, as he was scrolling though the news and latest events happening through an oddly looking device.

"Rusty agreed, and ummm...." Zlata, who was basically making out with another Warlord, can't help but blush at the latter— Maria— given she did agreed, but had gone a completely different path ever since she confessed her feelings.

"W-will that be all, Madame?" he asked politely.

"Y-yeah! E-ermmm, ahem, yes! T-that'll be all..." a shy face as she scratched her head embarrassingly.

"Understood...." nodded Jhason.

__________

A few minutes later, the President of India came to meet Zlata. But before she could speak about her proposal, the president already knew of her intentions and automatically agreed, knowing she'd simply waste her time with pleasantries and meetings.

With a smile, Zlata happily shook hands with the President and thus filled the remaining three Signifiers all over India hours later.

At the same time this was happening, her clone from Australia would slowly make her way to Korea....

To make this convenient for herself, the clone on India— who currently finished her task— would disappear, that way, Zlata can reproduce another clone on Korea and split up between North and South.


Thus, the two went their way and placed each Signifier upon arrival.

On the North, there were lots of soldiers lined up as if to know that they meant business. While in the South, another fan meetup was held, as if she didn't have enough of it like she's some K-POP superstar.

"Maybe I should think about starting a concert if this would be the case..." she thought to herself, giggling as she and her clone met up with their respective Prime Ministers...

Kim Jong Un, memes say that this guy could just unveil the nukes, but she isn't really here for a war. She tried to convince him about the imminent threat, yadah yadah yadah— it's hard to put up something that always repeats. She talks to them, the Prime Minister said yes and she placed the rest of Signifiers.

The same could be said for the South, though she had to meet up with some members of other musical groups.

And the worse came true...

After placing her Signifiers to both North and South Korea, hours later, Korean musicians asked— not really asked, more like begged— for Zlata to join them in a music video as well as a concert happening tonight.

She can't really deny it, but it'd be sort of embarrassing to see a Warlord practically become an idol in the media industry.

But it won't hurt to try, no?

Many hours after recording the tiresome— but excitingly— music video...

[Translated]

"Okay, how's this?" one of the members asked, revealing an array of clothes.

"Wow, that's... so, nice!" a gleeful smile across her cheek as she glanced at each one, trying to find what suits her the most.

"Yo, check this out, you'd seriously rock wearing this!" said a male one, handing it to her.

"S-sure, I'll... be right back..."

A couple minutes later...

"So hey... how do I look?"

"Sheesh!! I told you'd rock that lo- wait, when did you get your hair fixed?" asked a girl.

"Oh, I did some makeup on my way here. Now then, let's go?"



Zlata had been preparing for this hours ago ever since she agreed to do the music video, and as she stood backstage at the concert venue in Korea, her heart raced with anticipation. The venue was buzzing with excitement, the audience's murmurs and laughter filling the air, the fans shouting and already happy to see their beloved Warlord-now turned idol.

She took a deep breath, gathering her thoughts and adjusting her outfit, making sure that she looks good, even if she already does by everyone's standards.

As the time approached for her entrance, Zlata's bodyguards checked on her, offering words of encouragement.

"You can do this, Madame!" they cheered, bringing Zlata more than just a smile.

The backstage crew signaled that it was time to move, opening the slight entry through the large curtains. She gingerly stepped out onto the darkened stage with brightened up hopes, bathed in the soft glow of spotlight blinding her, with the audience erupted in applause, their cheers echoing through the venue.

Zlata began her performance with an exciting and energetic song, her voice syncing through the instruments accompanying. Her rich, velvety tones filled the air, melodies dancing as each viewer were vibing, filming it live on every platform: Facebook, Twitch, Twitter, YouTube, and even Reddit of all places.

Midway throughout, Zlata's energy reached a crescendo as she invited the some of the selected front audience to join her on stage to sing and dance along. The excited showed on each of their faces made her heart be touched. As she hymned her angelic voice, the audience were left spellbound, with a standing ovation following afterwards as they return back to their seats.

As the evening continued, Zlata delivered hit after hit, pouring her heart and soul into every note. The connection between the brand new idol and her audience was palpable, with the crowd swaying, dancing, and singing along to her infectious melodies. Her new bandmates matched the energy, and the chemistry on stage was evident, enough to be visible throughput the songs.



It was the grand finale... And this one was a performance that they'd remember. While there were chaos happening all over the world, a single voice sings to those who need it.

Without even the flowing of tears,
Without leaving even a trace of the days you spent here,
It was goodbye.

In the morning I welcomed by myself,
The sound of someone that rings.
In the room the two of us spent together,
I was thinking with my eyes closed.


Who’s fault is it?
I don’t know.
It’s no one’s fault.
Probably.

Even those back in Russia and the many countries she took over with kindness, were watching and broadcasting it, as if to tell the other Warlords a message so easy to read even a kindergarten would understand.

No matter how many times, I’m sure,
Yes, no matter how many years pass, I’m sure,
It’s just that we ended, together with a goodbye.
I’m sure there is no other way.
‘Welcome home,’
These words which dropped out without thinking,
They sure are wrong.

The audience, now a sea of light from their glowing smartphones, joined her in a heartfelt chorus. Tears of joy starts to fill Zlata as she finishes the song with a smile, amazed by the sheer amount of people watching. It was like a dream... No, more than just that.

As the final notes of the concert rang out, Zlata and her band took a bow, the audience roaring in appreciation, as some even teared up as their sadness faded away thanks her songs.

It had been an unforgettable night, for sure. And she had transcended the borders of understanding and brought all sorts of people together via the universal language of music.

Backstage, after the concert, Zlata was surrounded by her team and bodyguards, overwhelmed with a sense of accomplishment and joy, enjoying a group hug as they laughed. Zlata closed her eyes, and knew that this night would be etched in her memory forever, and the echoes of her performance would reverberate through the hearts of every soul watching her.

Soon, the venue slowly closed and became lifeless as the viewers left happy and ready for the world.

As their lips met, Maria felt a rush of warmth, like a gentle fire kindling in her heart, spreading warmth to every corner of her being.
It was a simple, tender kiss, but the gentle contact of their lips conveyed a connection that transcended the physical.

Zlata did went for the French approach, though had very shaky breaths as she pulled out.

"EEP!" Her mind squeaked, a mental hiccup that could rival any startled critter in the woods.
It was as if a thousand butterflies had taken flight in her stomach, their wings fluttering with wild abandon.

When they finally pulled away, Maria felt like a bottle of soda, shaken and ready to explode.
She wrestled to suppress the tidal wave of emotions threatening to burst forth.
"I, uh, wow, um... That was, uh, like, really, um, nice. I mean, not just 'nice,' but like, super, uh. You know?"

"Yeah, it's... it's very, ermm, nice... It felt amazing, no, even more..."

She then took a step back, her hand placed on her forehead. "Woo and now I feel dizzy all of a sudden."

Maria chuckled, "Though I must say, if I'd known kissing would turn me into a confetti cannon, I might have mentally prepared for the occasion."

Zlata smiled and have her hand reaching up Maria's hair, patting her.

"Well, I didn't really expect it would turn like this..." she murmured, "Never have I ever felt this way towards anyone, let alone a fellow Warlord...."

 

[Rakih_Elyan]

Tens of thousand of people gathered in the large field outside Ankara.

I stand upon a large podium, my eyes gazes over the tidy lanes upon lanes of people.

"I am Faqih Al-Faiz, the new caliph of Al-Faizziyah, the very nation that you stand upon on." Opening my speech with a self introduction, I continue. "All of you are gathered here to become the forces that will protect our very people."

"But all of you will not fighting with any conventional weapons as they became obsolete in the front of these warlords."

I raised my hand -an eternity sword appeared for the first time in in this world. Various murmur and gasp can be heard in front of me.

Desire, the fourth ranked eternity sword that to this very day still trying to take over my body. This ass sword have an ability to turn my negative emotions into an increase in power.

"This is an eternity sword, this kind of sword will grant all of you power to contend with the horrors that exist outside!" I shouted, full with energy. "Today! I will make all of you contract with an eternity sword, normally this is something very rare that can only happen to the people of earth -or Hyperia as the people of Phantasmagoria call it."

But with my connection to the sword of rebirth, the source of spirit and lower ranked eternity sword -I should be able to pull this off.

"But don't worry! For I am here to make that possible for all of you!" I raised my hand, casting a spell that connects me and the entire people in this field.

I bless them with my white magic to increase their overall willpower, luck and theirs little to none mana.

Cause God know they will need it.

[One charge used, level five magic. Target: Fourth Ranked Eternity Sword Desire]

And then, I began a connection to the sword of rebirth. I can sense a faint presence of some of the lower ranked eternity sword that slumber there.

"Now! Speak of your desire, and let your mind wander through the sword of rebirth to find a compatible eternity sword for each of you!"

After I spoke those words, people began to fall one by one. Their minds wandering the sword of rebirth to find an eternity sword as a battle partner for their entire life.

"Such a foolish endeavour." A voice speak through my mind, Desire that was silent before is speaking now. "They won't survive the process, their mind and soul will be broken before the might of an eternity sword."

"Is that so? Why you, a fourth ranked eternity sword failed to take over my mind and soul then?" I spat back to Desire. "What will they get is just fifth to ninth ranked eternity sword that have at most a bestial intelligence."

And with the addition of my white magic, I'm sure most of them will pass through this.

Desire keep his silence, but I still sense a faint malice coming from him.

I waited as I watch the procession in front of me.

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"Three thousands and five hundred sixty seven people have died. And at least twelve thousand people are in a critical condition. O, Amirul Muminin, what should we do about this?" A man reporting the results in front of as I began to heal the wounded volunteer one by one.

"Give a proper burial to those who died, make them as a national heroes and give a compensation to their family." I said as I finished healing one of the volunteers before moving to next one. "As those who are in critical condition, give them an intensive medical care before I began healing them."

I clenched my teeth, I never thought that I will causing thousands of death outside of battle. And that was my own people, I don't want anyone from my people to died from this.

"Yes Amirul Muminin, it is a blessing that we have a benevolent ruler such as you." He then walked off from me, ordering people in the distance.

How am I a benevolent ruler if I sacrificing my own people?

 

[WHYNAUT]

A few hours ago Aster and Aaron returned to the warehouse where they would start preparing things, while waiting for the rest to return. Aster set up an En barrier that covered 200 meters in ever direction from their base of operations. Within the confines of the warehouse time got accelerated to a thousand times the standard rate on Earth. She would use that time to greatly expand the amount of available space inside the warehouse, creating enough of it to fit a whole town inside. Afterwards she'd lay the groundwork for a contained self-sustaining ecosystem. When that was finished, Aster and Aaron spent the rest of their time training until the others had all returned.

Less than an hour, in Earth time, later everyone had entered the warehouse again. First things first, Aster dialed the time acceleration up to 24,000 times. They still had a lot of work to do after all. Next she bestowed gifts upon everyone, turning their very beings into violations of physical law. They were no longer beholden to the law of conservation of energy and their bodies negated entropy. Aster's disciples had turned into something akin to biologically immortal perpetual motion machines. Afterwards they would all train their minds, bodies, Shinsoo and Nen. And they would expand upon this infant world that had been born within the confines of an abandoned warehouse. They would tend to it, stimulate its growth, enrich its ecosystem and attune themselves to their spirits. When the hour had passed, they would leave the warehouse as Aster's 'Devas'.

Aster herself had also undergone an considerable growth in strength and ability. Now that time within the warehouse had gone back to normal and with six new abilities in hand, it was time become active as a Warlord again.