Gathered friends, This is Unity123. First off I want to deeply apologize about the constant silence that I has occured if I didn't do so already. It's just with work, home life, and juggling I don't know how many stories and making sure that they are just right. I find it an accomplishment just to post one of these chapters up for your viewing pleasure. If you have any ideas that you might to share with this story or the other ones, feel free to do so. As long as their not one of those big block paragraphs that take up all the characters and are reasonable and Rated M; I'm all ears, or rather my story reviews and PM is all ears. Anyway a few years ago when I started in Fanfiction, I was intrigued about the concept of crossovers and the potential it may have, althoug there was trial and error. The first one went way off track, the second one done with Kaiser Genocide was cancelled on his part, I'm sure heas his reasons, and the final just felt too blocky and though the Loud House/The Casagrandes is my favorite Nickoldeon universe, I feel like I'm ignoring my true love; BIONICLE. Hope this one gives a similar satisfaction that it did for me in my childhood. All rights belong to their respective franchises and creators.
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The story begins in an endless sea, illuminated by a moonlit sky. The view continues to move closer until reaching inside an ancient temple of a city surrounded by jungle. In the center of a crystaline room is a large dais of sand. "Gathered friends." An ancient voice calls out, "Listen now to the legend of the BIONICLE. In the time before time, before even existence itself had a name, nothing but an endless void drowning in Primordial Chaos ever present. This was called The Galactic Existence, which contains everything that is, was, and ever will be." Above him was a single flame, which splits in two. The primary bodies seem to be that of giant draconic beings, with a humanoid core body just below the neck. A biomechanical hand then places two grey crystals on opposite sides of the sand, which cause the sand to shift to create a canvas of harmony.
"The first being, known only as the First Light, viewed all that was and decided that life shall flourish in the three planes of existence; Positive, Negative, and Dark. And so two brothers were born from the primordial energies and they brought forth light and shadow upon all of existence. This will later come to be known as everything you know within the Void and beyond, and they later discussed with one another on how to shape this newborn realm."
One of the beings and crystals glow white and spectral with greater intensity. The aspects of the colored flame takes on far more divine and godlike aspects. More details take shape as the dragon like form appears to be heavily armored interlaced with magic and technology. The sand around the white flame solidify and show the same entity but in different forms. Half of the sand also changes to show a similar concept. "The first brother was known as Bionuva Nuva the Great God, and he was a deity comprised of pure light and embodies all that is good, sacred, and righteous in this plane, for when he was born, he became the personification of Primordial Order and acted as the voice, hand and speaker of his "Father".
The other flame and surrounding sands take the same movements and change of form. But unlike the other one, this one roars in dark black flame and shaded colors. The armor around its appears more demonic and corrupted than its counterpart. This is also said for the forms below him. The voice now speaks in a darker tone. The way he speaks making the others feel like a great shadow had fallen upon them. The other crystal also blackens to make it appear like obsidian as the patterns on the black crystal's side shows far more corruptive patterns in the sand.
"The other brother is one who is of absolute shadow and darkness. This being is the original embodiment of all evil and all that grows from its soil as well as the personification of Shadow. Legend states that even saying his real name out loud is a curse itself, for those who learn the tiniest thing will suffer two fates; one is for the person to turn completely insane while the other mutate into a cosmic eldritch horror. For those who wish to remain as a whole and sane being. We simply call him as this." The bottom of a staff hits the sand and writes a name in his native text on the ground before immediately scratching it out in haste. "Makuta Nui, the Great Demon."
The twin entities now turn to each other and form weapons, set to destroy the other as the storyteller continues his tale, "Bionuva wished to create a world of balance and order, a realm which the forces of light and dark, good and evil, live in harmony and its life forms helping to give the all that is, was and ever will be a meaning for its existence. The other wished for a world of pure chaos, a realm where all that he embodies reigns absolute over all creation, and good nothing more but a forbidden myth. Makuta Nui is the personification of the very darkness that existed in Creation, the very same force that existed before the twins came to be. Like many villains throughout time and space, he became consumed by the very power they controlled, or in this case. He became it.
"I think that the Great Demon was already lost the moment he made that remark and so an argument started and they fought for quadrillions of eons straight, Bionuva Nui won the first battle because he was more experienced in using his powers, after Makuta Nui was defeated, he regenerated from his wounds and realized that his opposite went on with his plans and he had already created omniverses in his image, he wanted to get revenge and so he went on a rampage destroying trillions of Universes, Multiverses, and Dimensions and he continued to do this for many years without his brother noticing.
During this time he realized his true goal; to kill his brother, destoy the Galactic Existence and become the Overlord of a brand new Existence that he controls with absolute dominance. The Great God eventually noticed about this after Makuta Nui absorbed 17% of Existence. Bionuva was gonna fight his twin brother. it was a long battle. The battle lasted what seemed to be several eternities, beginning the First War. It was called this not only because it is the first in known history, but because the way it was fought made many others such as the ones on Earth look like nothing but an infant's temper tantrum."
"Bionuva trapped Makuta inside a God-Cell, hoped in his heartstone that there was still some good in him that can be redeemed. Enough good that they can tame and control it.and then after regenerating he wanted to kill his brother and tried to escape, but he paused. Then he told himself if he wanted to kill his brother, he had to make himself stronger. So then he trained for trillions of years and then he ascended into a new form so then the Hyper Nightmare was born."
"He was strong enough to break the cell and escape, so then he escaped the Realm and entered another reality destroying everything there, destroying an infinite amount of universes, dimensions, multiverses and absorbing everyone and everything becoming stronger and stronger until Makuta thought he believed he was strong enough. He later went back to his homerealm and prepared to fight Bionuva again, and then he came."
"When the battle started Makuta Nui used his true power and when it hit Bionuva, it created a shockwave so big it shook Infinity. Then he realized that his speed, strength, power, and durability tremendously improved since the last time they fought, the Great God knew that most of his attacks had no affect on his brother in his current state, so the only way to get rid of him was to erase his entire timeline so he did.. the cost of the timeline was erasing half of the Galactic Existence, but the Hyper Dream knew if he didn't get rid of him he could destroy entire omniverses so he erased his timeline.. half of Bionuva's creation was all gone.."
The black flame starts to diminish in strength as the sand structures around him begin to fall apart. "Despite all that destruiction, Makuta Nui still survived that onslaught. The Great Demon was proud of him, impressed with this act of destruction, all just to stop him. A memory that continues to inflict dread every time he remembers it. In the end, the First War had reached such a point where the first hero had no choice to seal the True God's brother away in a prison born of a combination of Primordial energy deep within the Shadow Realm's core. To be put simply. The Shadow Realm is an alternate dimension in-between the Galactic Existence and the Dark Existence.
It had once been known as the very place in which the twins were born, now it is a reminder. This had resulted into the worlds you see before you. The stronger he struggles to break free from his chains , the stronger the seal becomes. It was the perfect prison, the cell's energies as his weakness, and his own power energizing it. The only way that the seal can be broken is if two who are imbued with both variations of the Final energy willingly break the seal at the site he was imprisoned."
The patterns in the sand that made up the dark side sinks back into the ground. The bright side, however remains unscathed. The Black Crystal, unable to contain the energy shatters into pieces. "Containing it again, but this time with hyper strong chains containing the essence of dead gods infused within it and infused with the blood of Bionuva Nui and his children and firstborn son, Bionicle Nui constraining the soul of Makuta Nui Time in a far off place to that moment in time, while shattering his body across the realms.
The All Time is the counterpart of The Great God. It was contained by , it's the only thing that could stop The Great Demon from destroying The Great God and The Void completely, even though The All Time was weaker than The Ture God, The All Time can break all odds and kill all.
"Eventually, his influence eventually overcame the Infinite Madness and forced their bond to shatter at such a magnitude that all-out war was the only outcome that came to be. The First War had been reignited." The sands around took shape behind both of the flames, forming a large army on either side "All who lived began to take sides, despite many who tried to stay neutral and fight for their own forms of desire and power. Those who followed Bionuva and Bionicle's path of order and light became known as the Order of Eternity while those chose the path of chaos and shadow became known as the Brotherhood of Infinity."
The white flame shrinks and splits into smaller spheres as the sands shift again to form other beings, but instead facing each other, they face outward, joining the armies of the light and dark respectively as the shards of the black crystal also seem to raise and join the others. "Knowing that across the White Plain, there would be those who try and destroy, if not shatter the delicate balance that the realms carry, Bionuva decided to scatter infinitesimal pieces of his soul and scatter them across the infinite worlds, towards the greatest of heroes of time and space."
"It turned out to be a wise decision, as it was later discovered that pieces of Makuta Nui's soul was found within the realm's greatest villains." A biomechanical hand then places another, smaller crystal in the middle of the dais. It's not exactly filled light, nor is it filled with shadow, but it is a blank canvas that has yet to be painted. "This is the story of one of those heroes. Born into the very reality where the two brothers were born."
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"I've been having these really weird thoughts lately over and over again. ... like is any of this for real or not? A scattered dream like a far-off memory. A far-off memory that's like a scattered dream. An unfamiliar world with unfamiliar faces and unfamiliar good-byes... None of this makes sense. I want to line up the pieces together, yours and mine."
"My master once told me." A young voice rings out. "Everything within creation and beyond, starts out as just an idea, a spark of imagination born from the heart." A small spark of light appears in an endless void, "What becomes of that idea, is up to those who wield them. And in every idea there lies the potential to create... or destroy." More sparks appear and begin to come together, growing stronger with each one it absorbs. "Over time, with care and a sense of adventure and purpose, it begins to grow until it's so bright, that it cannot be contained."
The light bursts outward, forming a body the size of a young biomechanical child in small stature with yellow eyes clad in gold and glowing blue armor and wearing a mask symbolizing a great spirit that begins to fall like gravity, spiraling, sinking. Its "eyes" open and as it becomes streamlined and falls even faster. Obstacles appear to block his path which he steers to avoid or charges through, shattering them like glass. He also spots many figures of other species and origins falling like leaves alongside the obstacles., figures that are absorbed as he flows through them. The fall slows he lands on something solid. He cannot see what he stands on, nor does he remember this place.
Light illuminates from beneath him as horned eagle-like creatures of white and gold sprout from the light, forming a pillar of stained glass beneath him. The picture it creates shows the structure that he sees and visits every day surrounded by the city and the jungle. A symbol of virute is seen on fifteen small circles that ring around the pillar. Above the temple lies a circle within seven smaller ones inside. Four of them show faces from his past... or future? He can't quite say. The major piece of the portrait of the picture of himself facing the west. His eyes are closed and his left hand seems to be reaching for something that is unseen on the glass.
An unheard voice can be heard which catches the boy's attention "So much to do, so little time..." It's tone doesn't sound negative, but it isn't optimistic either. Logical maybe? The voice speaks again. "Take your time. Don't be afraid. The door is still shut. Now, step forward. Can you do it, Nuva?" Seeing no other choice, Nuva moves forward and a mirror appears in front of him. In the reflection is the body that he wears; A biomechanical body not unlike the other one, larger, older, and more well-built, his face now covered in a golden mask similar to what his friends wear.
The boy raises his arm and touches the mirror, as does the reflection. Their hands then sink into the mirror as they both fall through. The older body comes out of the mirror and turns back, his younger self now taking his place as the mirror disappears. "Well, that was certainly weird." He says to himself. Though the tone is young, there is much wisdom and purpose in its mannerisms. The mirror is replaced by a gallery of portraits showcasing his moments from his past. The portraits also show images that he never witnessed through his own eyes, but through the eyes of others.
Three portraits come down towards the pillar. One showing a man carrying a zweihander made of ice blocking an attack from an azure knight of nightmare, their burning souls in combat. The second portrait shows one raising a sword upwards, light elemental energy gathering at its tip. The third one shows a band of familiar warriors, raising their weapons together to a single point against a horde of enemies. "Wait. These pictures are from my own omniversal studies. How did they get here?" He questions
When Nuva apporached a specific portrait, the voice made a response. For the first one, "Vitality... A rugged body that will endure even the toguhest of challenges. Is this what you desire?" He looks up at it. "Siegfried, during your last battle against Nightmare in Astral Chaos. You never wanted to share this burden with others, espcecially with Patrokolos." He gives a thought about the subject, but decides against it. "I'm all for a healthy body, but strength is nothing without wisdom." For the portrait of the sword-bearer. "Wisdom... A sharp mind that will grant you mastery over wondorus power. Is this what you desire?" Again, he looks up. "Sora, where are you?"
Again, a similar thought which provokes a similar repsonse; no. "Without strength to act upon said wisdom... I don't want to finish that thought." As for the third and final one. This gives Nuva a different response. "Balance... A body and mind of equal merit and equal potential. Is this what you desire?" He looks to the other too, one showing focus towards vitality while the other leaning on wisdom. "Mata Nui of the Great Beings, Prime Glatorian Ackar of Vulcanus, Second Glatorian Kiina of Tajun, and Second Glatorian Gresh of Tesara. You stood united against the Agori Metus, Tuma and the United Skrall-Bone Hunter threat. I will do the same with these statistics." Nuva's thoughts wander. "This one." He says to himself.
Nuva touches the portrait, vanishing upon first contact. The other two follow suit. Three more portraits come down from the gallery and take their place. One shows a green-skinned being carrying an axe and sword clashing blades with a banshee. The second showing a boy and a girl interlocking hands together, before becoming one and bearing a pink sword and shield. The third shows a young boy being embraced by various creatures. Beneath each portrait, a podium rises and a weapon of significance manifests on each one. The voice speaks once again. "What do you desire?"
Beneath the embraced portrait is a stave that is brimming with arcane power. It's a relatively short, black handle with a golden tip. The head of the staff is quite tall and sports an ornate, golden heart in its center. This heart is surrounded by two blue-white wings that coil around the heart's base to a crown shaped piece. The voice speaks again when clutches the protector clutches it with his hand. "The power of the mystic... Inner strength. A staff of wonder and ruin. Is this the power you seek?"
Nuva waves it around, aiming its tip in the targeted direction. "The power of magic, many various oppportunites and pathways. But that power can also come with a price. "All this power in one object? All too easy to lose; control and otherwise. Ash Ketchum of Pallet Town, you will become the best that there ever was in your world. I must become the best as well." He lets go of it, the stave returning to its podium.
Below the second is a shield shaped like a heart with a yellow crown-like crest at its top. Its edges are blue-white and its face is predominantly light blue. The elegant red heart symbol decorates the face, red with gold and black highlights. The yellow crown is also present in the same place, just above the heart, though it has a slightly different shape. The main shield is encircled by blue-white wings that surround and protect the heart. "The power of the guardian... Kindness to aid friends A shield to repel all. Is this the power you seek?" Like the stave, Nuva takes some battle stances but it still feels wrong to him. "It's just like with the vitality and wisdom, there must be balance. Stevonnie, when will you appear again in this future?" He lets go and it returns to the podium.
The one below the third and final portrait is strongly reminiscent of the a sword, but is shaped like a key and wrapped in an ornate silver filigree in a pattern slightly reminiscent of fish bones. The teeth of the blade are a red and silver version of a crown and attached to the blade by shimmering thread, is a gilded silver heart. It also bears one heart just above the guard and another just next to the crown making up the teeth of the blade. Two more hearts adorn the weapon as well, one engraved into the hilt and the other at the base of the teeth.
The blade has been segmented into three tines, representing the Roman numeral for three (III). "The power of the warrior... Invicible courage. A sword of terrible destruction. Is this the power you seek?" Nuva grabs the blade and starts swinging it around. "Not too heavy, and not too soft. Just right. Yet the sensation is so familiar. Varok Saurfang of Draenor, it makes sense that someone as honorable as you would be found here."He nods in satisfaction. The warrior aims the blade at the portrait and a beam of light shoots out of the weapon, causing it the it and the other two to dissappear.
The voice speaks again. "Is this who you are?" Nuva thinks back to the choices that he made and nods again to confirm his decision. The voice's next sentence seems satisfied as the blade vanishes from his grip, much to his surprise. "The path is set. Now what will you give up in exchange?" He looks back to the both the stave and the shield. Both have their weaknesses, true. But they hold many strengths that others can rely on, something his soul refuses to accept. But despite that, there is a dark side to each descripition the voice mention. A staff of wonder and ruin, a shield to repel all, a sword of terrible destruction. If only there was a way to cast off the shadow that the nightmares have become... "You've chosen the path of balance. You've chosen the power of the warrior." The voice speaks up, and as if to answer Nuva's own question, it says. "You've given up the path of shadow. You've given up the power of the darkness. Is this the form you choose?" Like the previous question as to who he is, the warrior now nods.
The podiums crumble into dust as the pillar he stands on shatters. Nuva falls again, sinking down onto a another stained glass pillar. This pillar is different than the last one, now belonging to someone else. This shows a cosmic entity boy wielding a wooden staff with a gemstone embedded on its top. Around him in the outer ring are different champions represented by constellations, a star forger, a dragon, a scourge upon the comsos, two sisters; one gold while the other silver with a bulwark of the sun and the scorn of the moon, a fallen warrior and an unbreakable spear, a hawk, two protectors, a rhino, an otter and an aspect of twlight, a dog, a judicator and two sisters, a traveler, a snake, a wandering caretaker and two lovers of the sun and moon. Beneath his torso is a valley pierced by a mountain piercing the heavens and a city of gold and silver just above that. In the central ring above his head is a weapon of the faithful and a grandmaster at arms, a rune mage and a lamb and wolf duo of death, a dark child, her teddy bear and a minotaur, a tidal trickster a tidecaller, and a purifier and a redeemer duo of light.
Around him now are not portraits, but now other falling people, like from before. The weapon from before appears once again as well as the voice. "You've gained the power to fight." The warrior notices something rising from the ground. Three vaguely humanoid body structures. They have a round, spherical head with circular, glowing yellow eyes. It also has two long, twisted antennae sprouting out of the top of its head. Each of its hands has three clawed fingers, and its feet are large and lack any discernible digits. With the exception of its eyes, this creatures' bodies are completely black.
"There will be times when you will have to fight. If not to defend yourself, then to protect those around. Keep your light burning strong. May your soul stay determined." Seeing the threat they pose to him. Nuva aims the blade at them, then raises it to his side like a knight. They charge at him, trying to scratch away at his metallic hide, but the training he endured at home allowed to him guard, dodge and counter them with relative ease. Some sink to the ground to scatter and/or confuse him, but they need to come back up at some point. More come only to meet the same fate as the others. One of them moves behind Nuva, the voice noticing the movement. "Behind you!" It warns him. The warrior swings behind him, but the shadow creature sinks down into the pillar just in time. The dark patch it created then spreads to the rest of the pillar, dragging him into the dark.
When he comes to, Nuva finds himself on yet another pillar. This is one is shaded pink depicts three silhouettes on its surface. One is a young girl who has endured true madness, carrying a blade. The second one features an ornate dagger in her possession and a broken hourglass with its sands of time pouring out of it. The third shows an appearance more familiar to him, someone of his very own species. This time there is a door which he opens. Through blinding light, the protector enters through it and steps out into a familiar place, the place he is in is the roof-top terrace in his neighborhood next to the stairs leading up to the Temple of Creation, deep within the City of the Mask Makers on the island of Okoto. The voice tells him. "Hold on. The door won't open just yet. First, tell me about yourself." Three of his friends are here. Flammik from Ta-Wahi, the Region of Fire, Rokreng from Po-Wahi, the Region of Stone and Bumonda from Ga-Wahi, the Region of Water. But the way their behavior is so blank must mean that this is not his home but some kind of replica.
"What are you so afraid of?" Flammik asks him. Nuva ponders the question for a moment. The Ta-Protector is usually quite temperamental, a literal hothead. His calm and blunt tone only confirms his original suspicions. One could say that such a fear could be getting old, being different. "Being indecisive." He responds in the same tone as before. "Being indescisive? Is being unable to make those tough decisions that scary?" He turns to Rokreng who gives him a similar question. "What do you want outta life?" Another moment to ponder, but it is easier to reach a conclusion. "To be strong, huh? Strong enough to defend others?" The protector turns to the Ga-Protector. Bumonda says something akin to the others. "What's most important to you?" Nuva doesn't even bother thinking about the answer. "Friendship. The bonds that I have made with others." She responds. "Is friendship such a big deal? Are those bonds really worth it?"
A neutral outlook. The Bumonda Nuva knows is usually more optimistic and friendly than this duplicate. The voice appears again. "You fear being indecisive. You want to be strong. You want friendship. Your adventure begins at dawn. As long as the sun is shining, your journey should be pleasant one." "Sounds good." He says out loud, quite eager to put an end to this very bizzare dream. "The day you will open the door is both far off and very near." The sun above quickly brightens and blinds Nuva once again, returning him to another pillar. The ring is red and shows a spectrum of color, consumed in the elements of light, dark, magic, fire, undeath, tech, life, earth, water, and air, such powers spreading out across the column's surface. The person front in center of it seems to clad in armor of white, gold and blue andorned in relics with a core piece on his chest, an iron fist on his right hand, and a mask of power upon his face. His position seems to be in that of prayer.
Those in the center ring resemble two purple dragons and and djinn shinobi, two elven ninja with a cannon and daggers flying a helicopter and a two treants, two lava golems, one in a biker outfit driving a motorcyle and two bikers, two avian pilots resembling eagles, piloting a similar themed jet with two unicorn/dragon hybrids, a gremlin alchemist driving a skimmer and a satyr artist driving a speedboat, and a knight of fire and a banana-headed quickshot.
In the fifteen smaller rings there is a squid pirate captain and a blue crocodile bowslinger, a flame spirit in a race car and a penguin sensei, a swashbuckler wearing a horned helmet and an alien ninja, a crystalline astronaut in a crystalline spaceship and a dread pirate driving a manta-ray vehicle, an angelic knight and a dark centuar, a white and gold dragon of pure light and a black dragon of utter darkness, two undead elven sorcerors and one-eyed brawlers, two orange gremlins in a stunt vehicle and two armored dragons, two sharks, one with a ballistic missle launcher and spiked knuckles in a tank and two brown wingless dragons, two fish men with a trident and harpoon gun driving a submarine and two whales wielding anchors like a flail, a vampiric roller skater in a bone-shaped buggy and a skeletal mariachi in a race bed, a sphinx sorceror and a faun bowlsinger, a wolf bazookerand a burning sentinel, a bandicoot brawler and yellow skinned scientist, a gorilla and a monkey tracksuits driving a cobbled-together motorcycle and a draconic beast with a hammer driving a small airship.
Ten more of the black creatures appear around him. Nuva summons the blade again, but then gets an idea. He places his hand on the stained glass portrait as the shadows swarm him again. They are stopped by elemental spikes that protrude from the ground; lightning, ice, crystal, vine, steel, bone, white fire, arcane, shadow and holy. The creatures are destroyed. The light glowing above seems to move in front of him, revealing a winding staircase also made from stained glass. Seems to be a thing down here. Seeing no place to go, he runs up the staircase, leading up to yet another stained glass. This one is shaded yellow and shows two children with the center ring showing thier closest friends. In the central ring, their closest friends. In the outer ring, their respective families on their sides and a black silhouette on the bottom.
Nuva feels a wet sensation at his feet and notices that water has begun to seep from the cracks in the station. He also spots a small light beyond him and a black and red protector in front of it. Holding his hand up to block the glare of the light, Nuva steps toward the boy in the water to get a closer look. Suddenly, the ocean waters recede. He looks up and gasps. The protector in the water, turns his head, the breeze billowing through his streamlined mask, as a wave forms beyond. He smirks, holding his hand out as the wave reaches its pinnacle behind him. Nuva runs toward the boy in the water, who isn't moving. Time seems to slow down as the wave crashes down on top of them.
Nuva spins in the water, gritting his teeth beneath his mask. He rights himself and stares at the other protector, who is unfazed, saying nothing with his arm beckoning. The warrior tries to reach him, but is swept away with the current. He eventually surfaces, gasping for air, the water dripping off of him as the sun hangs low in the sky above the edge of Ga-Wahi. He sees a girl on the shore waving to him and calling his name. This is one is also a protector, her armor comprised of silver and gold with a similar build to him. Nuva waves back and starts padding towards shore as she bounces happily on her feet. The girl stands with her hands behind her back as he arrives.
Nuva bends down slightly, catching his breath and smirks up at her. She giggles until something in the sky catches her attention, her face forming a serious look. He stands up and turns around. A meteor shower rains down from the sky, a shadowy figure among them. They stare in awe, and the warrior realizes that the figure is himself. Nuva gasps and feels himself falling. He becomes the figure in the sky as he falls below the girl, reaching out to her. She reaches out to him until the image of her ripples in water reflecting the sky. He manages to land on a watery plain, so smooth it's like ice. "Whoever is sending to these places or influencing my dreams like this really spares no expense to the little stuff." He thinks to himself.
This place is composed of a semi-cloudy sky and an aqueous soil that seem to extend to voice once again speaks. "The closer you get to the light, the greater your shadow becomes." The shadow behind him grows longer on the ground and as he turns around, it starts to rise from the ground. He takes a few steps back as it opens crimson red eyes and changes shape. "But don't be afraid." The voice assures him. "And don't forget..." He tries to run further but is blocked off by an energy wall that surrounds the two of them like an arena.
The shadow has become a massive, muscular, humanoid creature with black skin and multicolored circuitry. Its legs are rather short and its feet are very thin and curl upward. Its arms are quite long, and it has two relatively small, twisted wings on its back. There is a large, heart-shaped hole in the its abdominal area, which penetrates straight through from the front to the back. Its head is covered in dozens of twisted, black tentacles. Only its small, glowing yellow eyes are visible. It is transparent, and its shape constantly wobbles like flowing water and glowing pink around the body and red around the feet, finers and head tendrils.
Nuva sighs out loud. "Of course there would be something like this in here. My dreams can be really detailed sometimes." With the blade in hand, he combats this supposed dark side of himself. The creature punches the ground, causing a dark pool and mild shockwave to form. This attack summons a small number of the smaller shadows. He jumps onto the arm before it hits the ground and strikes at its head, causing it stumble. He performs a backflip and drives the blade to where the creatures have gathered, replicating the technique it used halfway in regards to the shockwave. The larger one, once it regains its footing, then scoops up an orb of darkness, which splits into many smaller orbs that rain from the sky. He dodges some of them, and guards against the rest, the downpour being far too big and too numerous individually.
It kneels down, createing a dark force in the heart-shaped hole in its body, which fires dark homing missiles at Nuva. "For a monster this big," Nuva contemplates, "it sure moves fast and hits hard." It appears behind him and strikes, releasing numerous buggy blocks upon contact with the ground, which deal damage to him. "Digital based attacks? Then that explains the circuitry along his body." The creature appears in front of him and turns into a swirling mass of blocks, which appears lethal if contact is made. He extends his open arm and the shield that he denied back at the second pillar appears in his left hand, shielding him from the blocks as he bursts from the other side.
He thinks as to why this could happen. Then he realizes it, the voice from before said that he had given up the path of shadow and darkness, that said essence manifesting in this entity that he faces now. The shield appearing before must be him tapping into that power like a separate pool for a moment as the weapon disappears. The two continue to clash until the two are worn ragged. Nuva is forced to kneel due to the strain and damage, the keyblade that he carries unable to remain in physical form.
The creature however, was waiting for this very moment. It gets back up, the wounds it sustained in combat rendered null and void. It drives its right arm into the watery ground, causing the background to darken. The water becomes a dark purple with a sky turning into a crimson red. The horizon also shows black silhouettes of many various creatures with blank red eyes staring right at him. Among them is the black and red protector from before, standing right behind him. "-But don't be afraid." Smaller versions of the shadows from earilier rise from the violet ink and starting swarming around him, pulling back into the dark that he denied. "You hold the mightiest weapon of all." The protector, the larger creature and the others encroach closer, coalescing into thicker layers of shadow as his right hand reaches upward towards the sky before that too is enveloped. "So don't forget:" The darkness reaches to his head as it seeps beneath the mask. "You are the door that will open the door to light."
One down, lots more to go. Anyways the story concept was inspired by games like LEGO Dimensions, Super Smash Bros. Playstation All-Stars Royale, Kingdom Hearts, MK vs. DC, Capcom vs. Marvel, Fortnite, Sonic & All-Stars Racing Transformed, Smite and so many more that I can't wrap my head around. I hope you liked this as much as I did while I continue to work on stories both old and new in the future.
The scenario is a combination of Riku's dive into Sora's Station of Awakening in Dream Drop Distance and the Dive to the Heart from Kingdom Hearts I and III, and Kingdom Hearts I's opening movie. Nuva's Station of Awakening is based on BIONICLE itself, specifiaclly Okoto and the City of the Mask Makers. To those resolute BIONICLE fans that are on this site, don't worry. I more than plan to use Generation 1 in this story.
The weapons that are shown are the Ultima Blade, Save the Queen + and Save the King +; the strongest weapons from the Kingdom Hearts series, specifically thier Kingdom Hearts III incarnations. The second Station is based on League of Legends from Riot Games, specifically Targon and Targon Prime. The characters referred by constellations in the outer ring are Aurelion Aol the Star Forger, The Great Beyond, Baron Nashus the Scourge, Pantheon the Unbreakable Spear and The Warrior, The Golden Sister and Leona of the Ra-horak, The Silver Sister and Diana of the Lunari, The Immortal Fire, The Destroyer, Cosmos the Messenger, The Trickster and Zoe the Everchild, Kayne, Morgana and the Judicator, Taric and the Protector, Soraka the Starchild, Tyari the Traveler, The Serpent, Bard the Wandering Caretaker, Lyra the Lunari Shadestalker and her Solari lover. Those in the center ring are Aphelios of the Lunari and Grandmaster Jax of Icathia, Ryze the Rune Mage and Kindred the Eternal Hunters (Lamb and Wolf) and Anne the Dark Child, Tibbers and Alistar the Minotaur of Noxus, Fizz of Bilgewater and Nami, and Lucian the Purifier and Senna the Redeemer of Demacia.
The third shows American McGee's Alice wielding the Level 4 Vorpal Blade, Princess Tamina from Prince of Perisa: Sands of Time carrying the Dagger of Time, and the silver and gold OC from Nuva's world where the Princesses of Heart; Kairi of an unknown world, Alice from Disney's Wonderlandand, Princess Jasmine of Disney's Agribah. This is not to be confused with the original versions of Wonderland and the Agrabah from the Arabian Nights.
The characters in the fourth Station of Awakening are Mega Ram Spyro, Ninjini, Series 2 Spry and Mini-Jini, Super Shot Stealth Elf and Stealth Stinger, Tree Rex, Series 2 Whisper Elf and Barkley, Lava Lance Eruptor, Burn Cycle, Hog Wild Fryno, Series 2 Weeruptor and Small Fry, Hurricane Jet-Vac, Jet Stream, Horn Blast Whirlwind, Turbo Pet-Vac and Series 2 Breeze, Big Bubble Pop Fizz and Soda Skimmer and Mysticat, and Sir Hoodington and Cy in the central ring.
The Outer Ring shows Wash Buckler and Snap Shot, Spitfire, Hot Streak and King Pen, Aurora and Starcast, Astroblast, Sun Runner, Nightfall, and Sea Shadow, Knight Light, Knight Mare, Spotlight and Blackout, Series 2 Hex, Eye-Brawl, Hijinx, Eye-Small, Double Dare Trigger Happy and Gold Rusher, Series 2 Drobot, Series 2 Trigger Snappy and Drobit, Shark Shooter Terrafin, Shark Tank, Series 2 Bash, Series 2 Terrabite and Bop, Deep Dive Gill Grunt and Reef Ripper, Thumpback, Anchors Away Gill Runt and Thumpling, Bone Dash Roller Brawl, Tomb Buggy, Fiesta, Crypt Crusher, Flare-Wolf and Chopscotch, Ro-Bow and Boom Bloom and Barbella and Wild Storm in their Awakened and Supercharged forms.
The fifth one is based on the Loud House and Casagrandes from Nickelodeon, the universe which first got me inspired to do FanFiction in the first place back in 2017. The Darkside that you see is a combination of Dark Follower, Darkside Omega, Sora's Heartless (Neo Darkside), and the Darkside from the Final World and Scala ad Caelum from 358/2 Days, Union X, Re:Coded, III and Re:Mind.
Until then, reclaim the past, shape the present, change the future.