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The Grand Finale (Part 2 of 3)

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on Tue Oct 03, 2017 10:58 am

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Ika grimaced at the fact his arm wouldn't regenerate, and as blood trickled from his mouth and about four other holes in his stomach he realized this wasn't something he'd be capable to regenerate... He didn't have a choice now, but his resolve was steeled anyway.. The Soul King spot was his, and he'd be damned if anyone could take it from him.. He smiled, waving hell to the captive soul as he used his one arm to put a sword to it's head. "This power over the masses is a gift you don't deserve and I reminisce in your demise you mute fuck.." Ika smiled sadistically as he slid the blade across, beheading the Soul King and in an instant, it felt as though the world had been pulled apart from all that had once kept it in order..

Ika smiled a bit as he felt the ominous free fall around him "God is dead.. Christ is dead.. I suppose I can indulge them with my presence as well, not that they deserve it.." Ika smiled a bit, taking his seat on the throne he would call his from now until the end of time. "In my world there will be no God's, no kings or queens.. These shackles that bind all of creation are no more.. That was what spawned the creation of Chaos.. Kazuku, I'm trusting you to help me with this task.." Ika touched the little fucker for the first time in his life and immediately regretted it. "There.. Now you're not a weak little shit..Thank Christ.. Kokoro, escort your new leader home.. I have work to do.."

Ika smirked a bit and opened up a portal from himself to Bogota. "Oh and if either of you don't come back and visit I will give you testicular cancer that spreads to your prostate, and then your cock will grow into your prostate as a metaphor for all the ways you can go fuck yourselves.. Now be gone." Ika's smirk grew wider as he pointed and they presumably made their exit.. Now?.. There was work to do..


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on Tue Oct 03, 2017 8:54 pm

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The fight went on farther than I'd thought, considering my father could no longer regenerate his wounds, Kokoro seemed at the least bit, about ready to snap, and I myself had debated ditching these assholes and leaving them to die. But desparate to get my father the hell away from me, I stayed. At this point though, my regen was slowing to a halt as well. Chunks of my arms and legs were missing, but only notable. I could still function.

That said, the fight was coming to an end. Ika Mazi made the finishing strike, swatting away stray souls that would come to claim the throne. With a long-ass speech about how God was actually dead, considering he was always to much of a Nietzsche type.... He sat on the throne. Almost immediately, I heard what sounded like screamy whiny metal music playing overhead, what the hell? Though thinking about it, I was still glad it was Ika sitting on the throne, and NOT Saio. I shuddered at the thought of the reality bending fucker running the world. It would never work. He mentioned that Chaos had finally reached the apex of its goal through him, the release from chains. Then he commissioned the responsibility of that goal to me. I had to admit, after all this time, I never thought I'd be thankful to this asshole, especially not enough to bow. But I did, I bowed to him out of respect. I'd turn around and begin to leave, "Thanks dad. Don't be too much of an idiot, mmkay?"

That was until he threatened us with cancer that would give us reverse erections, cancer, and internal fuckery of all kinds. At that point, I simply flipped both birds to him, not even giving him a glance back. "Fuck you too dad. Don't worry, I'm not completely done with you. After all, I never gave you a proper beating." With that, I was hoping my new assisstant wasn't trudging too far behind, as I wanted to make it home.

On the way back into Gotei, I shouted, firing up a crimson flare. "We're done here. We're going home. We meet up back at Bogota. Don't worry, we'll be back. I'll be a little late." That message should, and would reach to all our members present, though some had probably gone elsewhere by now. In the meantime, I'd look over to Hentaiman. "Well, it's been a while, what say you that we drink, and then go pay a visit to the Espada?"


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on Wed Oct 04, 2017 4:17 am

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Kokoro sat a little bit more respectful than the infant did, and he was less than pleased that he had been tasked with handling him. "Oh great, now I'm the fucking sitter... Fuck my life.. oh you want drinks? Eh... Yeah, it's been a long day, I think I could go for some drinks.. Where were you thinking?... Bogota isn't exactly known for it's quality drinking locations, at least not last I checked..." Kokoro pondered this for a moment before continuing. "I also would like to point out that I'm far more familiar with Europe and Asia, and as such could probably point you to better drinking spots in those areas, if you'd be interested."

Kokoro held himself up using his scythe and looked up at the sky in thought, "Well I'll be damned, the bastard really did it... heh.. Alright, let's go."


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on Wed Oct 04, 2017 7:12 am

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Looking over to Kokoro, and realizing that he had to prop himself up to get moving, I smirked a little bit, before remembering that Kokoro was roundabout 1000 years old. "Sounds good. Lead the way to the bar of your choice. Anywhere's better than here in my opinion. Let's go."
Still, as messed up as this whole thing was, I couldn't shake the thought. My dad was now 'god of all that lives and breathes' ... right. I expected death tolls to rise for no apparent reason, random shit to happen just because he said so. On the flip side, I could at least say I'm the son of God.

Yeah no, let's not. "So, getting old enough that you need to use your scythe as a cane, Kokoro?"


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