When World's Collide +R Extend Edition

A Guilty Gear / BlazBlue Crossover Fanfiction

By: Mr. Carl Clover

Prologue: The Catastrophic Merger Rendezvous

A Void. It's the description of the surroundings that revolved around two beings that surpassed time and space itself. Both entities seemed to be standing on air, an infinite state of falling beneath them. One was that of a young lady; her vibrant blonde hair seemed to be wafting in an imaginary wind, her black, Gothic clothing looking like something straight out of the Victorian era of history. In her, small, pale and delicate hands was a plate and a teacup, occasionally being partaken of by the young ladies lips. Her bold, sizable red eyes gazed off to her front, where the second entity stood among nothing. He was an incredibly tall man dressed all in black. A large hood hid his face, almost like a mask dawned upon it. His lanky arms slid down his sides, resting his hands in small pockets in his cloak. The only signs of life from him were occasional movements of his head and robes, otherwise he looked like a statue one would see in a courtyard. He approached the young lady, his body lightly glowing as he drifted forward like a ghost. Not being phased in the slightest, the young lady took another sip of her tea. When the tall man stopped, she placed her tea cup back onto it's plate. She laid it off to the side where two white gloved hands seemed to be waiting. In the shadows was another being, but he was merely there for a moment's time.

"Thank you Valkenhayn, you are now dismissed," the quaint, primp and prop tone of her voice showed signs of her nobility and stature, almost as if she were trying to hard to speak. The being in the shadows bowed then disappeared without a trace. A pair of seats appeared beneath the both of them, allowing them to rest their floating legs that the void pulled upon. Looking each other dead in the eye, it was certain that this was a sort of meeting that would be worthy to be called a conversation between deities. Slowly their words began to drift into the air, giving the signal to start the meeting.

"You know why I have called this meeting Ms. Alucard, and I'm terribly sorry that I was to demand your audience with such haste. However, this pressing matter is of the utmost importance seeing that it very well could destroy the constructs of reality itself" That Man's voice echoed within the void like an omnipotent being, almost as if he was issuing the decree to the whole world itself. Rachel Alucard's eyes stared at That Man and into the hooded cover that hid his mysterious face. It was as if she was staring into eternal existence, almost losing herself in its darkness.

"I applaud your formalities, it has been sometime since someone with any sense of themselves could properly call upon my attention. Now, about this problem you are having. It seems that its calamities that it now suffers truly show its relativity to my own world. I'm sure you took that into account as well before calling this meeting. Is that correct, That Man?" Rachel replied, her eyes hadn't wavered for even an instant as she stared into the void of his hood. That Man simply gave a nod of his head.

"Indeed you are correct, Ms. Alucard. I wouldn't dare waste your time with an asinine conundrum that I could truly deal with on my own. Unfortunately, the immense travesty that my world has been thrown into is not only out of control, but shamefully, it began by my own hands. The thirst for knowledge is a dangerous endeavor, as I'm sure you very well know. Let me come to our dilemma so we won't feel we are wasting our valuable time that we have left. I have seen what you are capable of, the immense power that can not truly be measured since you are forced onto the fence. I'm sure if it wasn't for the very laws of your world you could rightfully change it to whatever you desired," That Man's voice reverberated once more. Having only come across one or two individuals in her many years of life that could truly grab her attention, Rachel found herself intrigued with his claims to her credit.

"I believe that you have deemed me with too much credit, and in honestly I am growing tired of your flattery. I'm guessing you have come to me in hopes of saving the worlds in which we reside? I have taken an interest into your work as well That Man, though I am none too amused with your name and how frivolous it sounds off my very tongue. Your studies in the world of science and magic are truly remarkable, it's just a shame that unlike myself, you were originally a foolish man in search of the ultimate answer to life. Could a man truly make himself into a God. It is this farce that has brought me here to meet you. However, my world is far from having dealt with its faults. Fate is a precarious thing that I once thought was trivial and dated, but having seen how time and space can force its hand in order to meet that fate, I've come to realize how dangerous the mechanic can truly be. So faced with this myself, I have the assumption that you have a thought or two on how this can be rectified?" Rachel replied, her words almost biting his own as the spewed from her mouth. That Man gave a subtle nod, raising his now apparent pale hands in front of himself. They summoned what appeared to be a strange, glowing grimoire. It had looked to have seen many generations of life and many lifetimes that it had been passed down. That Man directed it towards Rachel, making it float effortlessly into her hands.

"This grimoire holds the key to all of my studies, research and their ideals. I have come up with the receipt of both science and magic necessary to create enough force to to meld realities into one. Although it is sound and perfected upon written instruction, I no longer have the power or resources to even try and emulate the spell on my own. My powers have grown weaker over the long years of life that I have spent watching my own atrocities unfold and destroy. I sent for you because I believe you have the missing key to my Pandora's box. The overwhelming amount of power, knowledge, and resourcefulness that you alone possess are the finally pieces to making my life's work come into fruition. Please, make my life's work into a reality so that it may save our worlds from utter devastation and their inevitable destruction," That Man pleaded, every word that escaped his hood were imprinted with both hopes and desperation. Rachel used force to float the grimoire before her, its touch shifting through the pages with her very thoughts. Quickly her eyes darted down the text of each page, trying her all to reach comprehension of such a complicated form of magic and such a reckless use of power it demanded. The pages pinned themselves apart as if they were being held down by furious winds, Rachel finally reaching the portion that she was responsible for completing. To That Man's utter surprise, a mischievous smile formed upon Rachel's child like lips, her very expression showing signs of vivid excitement while being dampened by traditional formalities. Her eyes met with his in a joyous fashion as her body began to glow with red energy.

"You're in luck, fore this has truly struck my fancy like a harp. This use of power and the perfect equations that provoke this reaction are truly remarkable and live up to your empowering words. I believe I am finding myself quite amused, and that is one feeling I can not interrupt with such trivial things as the use of reckless force and wild imaginations. Yes, this will do quite nicely in mending our calamities that our worlds face. I hope for your sake, That Man, that this truly is printed perfection that won't crumble our existence, because once I begin the ritual, there is no turning back to the way things were. Are you sure without any doubts, that you want to continue with this genesis that you have lived to forge?" Rachel glared curiously at him, her smile refusing to leave her lips as she readied her power. That Man gave her a nod as he sheathed his hands back into his cloak.

"I had caste off my doubts the day I ruined the world with my selfishness and impudence. If i had a doubt in my mind, this meeting would've never taken place, and this moment now would be nothing but a passing dream that I would've clung to with all my might. Let us cast off these catastrophic confines that bind our realities and truly create the new genesis that I have pined to see with my very own eyes," That Man glamoured in a cultist, demanding voice. Rachel lowered her eyes and shut her eyes as the very void itself around them began to tremble and shake as if it were a solid room. As Rachel began to chant the page's cry and erupt the void with might never seen before, That Man took a hefty breath, clenching himself to his invisible throne. He also began to glow with immense force, deep sapphire shades of energy began to wave off his body like smoke from a fire, mixing itself within Rachel's overwhelming presence. A squall picked up between them from the maniacal use of power, causing any visual physics to shutter and howl in fear of the unknown. As Rachel's chants came close to an end, the very void in which they stood began to shatter like glass, revealing a world of pure, angelic light that shined through the cracks. Like a life birthing from the confines of an egg, so would the new genesis form from the void of two worlds.

"Let us cast aside these shells of dross and grotesque existences, and let a new genesis of this world...unfold!" Rachel cried with the final words of the spell. The entire void dissolved and evaporated in the blink of an eye, leaving them surrounded in nothing but a purgatory of white light. Rachel and That Man gazed upon each other as nothing became all, darkness became light, and a dream, became a reality. That man waved his hands before him, creating an image screen that took sights of the entire world that had merged into one. Beneath his cloak, tears began to roll down his cheeks, the sheer beauty of his life work finally becoming a thing of non-fiction. As Rachel's feet landed upon the white surface, the Grimoire engulfed itself in a blue flame, eradicating its existence for all eternity.

"I'm afraid we must part now, That Man. I have high doubts that you and I will ever be able to see each other once more, but I would like to formally thank you for giving me a brief, empowering feeling of joy and amazement. Never before have I truly felt such a thing til this very instance. Now, if you'll please excuse me, my body has grown quite tired and I need my rest to survive this loss of power. Farewell." those were the last words to leave Rachel's mouth as she flapped a materializing cape before her, vanishing behind it in an instant. That Man then fell back into his, the confines of his physical being were beginning to deteriorate as he used all of his will to retract the remaining energy used back into his body.

"It was my pleasure, Ms. Rachel Alucard," That Man whispered to himself as his body fell into a deep slumber, unknowing when the day that he would ever awake would truly become a reality.

To Be Continued…(For Real This Time)