A/N: Many thanks to Advent for helping me with this, without him, this chapter would not have been possible.
Getting sick -Covid- destroyed my update schedule, sorry about that.
With my fifteen year anniversary on this site finally here, I find myself reflecting on the little things in life. What was once a lazy pastime meant for me and a few friends really grew and evolved over time. There are days when I look back on the last fifteen years here and I wonder if anyone will remember me; if I made an impact, despite never making a single cent on any of these stories. Some days were happier than others, and some stories I enjoyed writing WAY too much; to the point where I'd stay up all night working on them.
And of course, there are times when I look to the future and wonder what will become of things when I'm gone.
Of course, I try not to dwell on the latter overmuch; I'm still alive and still writing. In an ideal world, I'd like to keep doing so for as long as I can. But old age is catching up to me and these days, the world is filled with so much madness and death. Feels like everyone's lost their minds sometimes. Even before that, so many friends and fellow writers I once knew are gone, now. Will I still be here in twenty years? Ten? Five? Its a chilling thought. But for now, I'm still here, still writing.
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Strong references to Fate and Reincarnated as Sword.
And From Villainess to Savior, of course.
What do I mean by Sword? I'll give you a hint.
Yes, its simple. Just one word.
CURRY~!
"Very well! Let me tell you a story of creation...and destruction."
You see, it began when a boy was betrayed and reborn.
He took it upon himself to become something more.
And so he did. Despite your best efforts.
Where's your laughter, Jacques?
You're not laughing now."
~An audible manifestation of arrogance.
Kings and Teachers
Nothing was impossible for a Schnee.
Bit of a strange saying, that, but Naruto felt it held true all the same. Wealth, fame, power! As William Schnee, all was within his grasp. He had but to speak and his will would be obeyed nine times out of ten; such was the weight of the Schnee family name. On the off chance that it wasn't, he could -and often did!- resort to more brutish methods in achieving his goals. It was for the good of the world, of course.
Had he grown arrogant? Perhaps.
But was it not the duty of a king to lead his people? Was it not their duty to build their lives up from the squalor, to lead them to a land filled with milk and honey? To be the shepherd they could flock to and not have to worry about the minor things that the world threw down before them? Likewise, did not the strong have a duty to shelter the weak and guide them down the path to power?
Hmm. Was that hypocritical of him?
Maybe. An outsider would doubtlessly think so.
Sometimes in those rare, fleeting moments before the dawn, he wondered if he'd gone insane.
He hadn't been like this in his first life, you know? But where had being himself gotten him? Dying in the dirt, betrayed by the world, the people he loved, the ONE PERSON HE THOUGHT HE COULD TRUST...!
.
..
...no. Such thoughts were intrusive, painfully so, and he brushed them aside.
Naruto Uzumaki hadn't truly given it his all before the end; as such, he died with regret. William Schnee would not make the same mistake, wouldn't EVER remake such a mistake. He would be prepared. He would not be taken unawares. Best to focus on the present for the time being; and what a present it was! Weiss was coming along quite nicely ~as expected of his precious Saber!~ as were Winter and Willow. Conversely, little Whitley- darling boy must protect- was too young to truly understand the gradual shift in power that had taken place in the Schnee household. Perhaps that was for the best.
Ah, how he longed to get out of this house.
It was not enough to be powerful, he needed to have a purpose for that power.
Jacques would be receiving his long-awaited humiliation soon, and while he looked forward to that, it would still be some time.
Even a King could fall prey to boredom during that time and he was no exception. Weiss was too young to understand his intent; she hadn't lived another life the way he had. Nor could he reasonably expect Winter and Willow, who while older, wouldn't understand his woes. Beacon would prove an excellent distraction in the coming years, but it was still so far away.
And then he hit upon an idea.
It was as bizarre as it was brilliant-well he had thought it after all so why wouldn't it be-but only the best ones truly were. And besides, it wasn't as if anyone could stop him. Who cared if it was the middle of the day? He was feeling restless, no beyond that, he needed to move. So he did.
A quick call on his Scroll put Pietro on the line.
An equally brisk discussion followed.
And then...he went for a walk.
(.0.0.0.)
"They're out of control!"
Willow ignored Jacques as he ranted and raved before her.
He paced to and fro like a caged Grimm, growling under his breath all the while.
In all honesty, it was more than a little amusing. Why, it made her think of a fat white rat cornered by a pack of cats. Hmmm. Now there was a pleasant thought. His shadow looked small and pitiful before the hearth, an ugly, twisted thing, on the verge of being consumed by the roaring flames. Another amusing idea. No, more than amusing, perhaps.
Temptation sank its claws into her.
Jacques was not trained. He didn't have a Semblance, nor aura for that matter. All it would take was a simple push and she could be well and truly rid of him...
Do it.
Her right hand twitched, conjuring a tiny glyph.
Push him in.
She stood slowly.
Avenge the stain against your honor!
Her eyes flashed.
...but if she killed him here and now, she knew how it would look to the authorities. Jacques would almost certainly die, but she would be the sole suspect. She would surely be arrested, and then where would her precious children be? Lost and alone without her. Well...William would probably be alright; he'd always been such a bold, brave boy, but Weiss, Winter, and little Whitley...?
"I gave that boy everything!" Jacques rounded on her before she could act on the impulse. "And this is how he repays me?! The nerve! The gall of it all! And where is Weiss?!"
"I believe she's paying a visit to general Ironwood." Willow hid a smile behind her glass as she drank. Not wine of course, but he didn't know that, did he?
She hadn't had a proper drink in years, now.
Jacques made a strangled noise, reclaiming her attention once more. "That girl...! This is all your fault! You should've disciplined her better!"
"And perhaps you," she set her glass down with a resounding clink, "should've been a better father."
His face turned an amusing shade of puce. "You dare insult me, woman?!"
His hand cracked out toward her face in a backhanded slap.
It never made contact.
Willow neatly snared his wrist with a glyph, entrapping his arm.
He lashed out at her with his other hand of course, to which she caught that as well.
She'd enjoyed watching him squirm. But when he tried to turn than anger on her...she would not allow it.
That said...my, how lovely! Now her "husband" had two perfect matching ice shackles, one to each wrist. His expression was truly one to behold-Willow would remember it until her dying day. That look of utter shock, the disbelief, the realization that the legacy of abuse her so-called husband had built his life upon was now so much ash in the wind, a castle of sand. No matter how hard he struggled, all was for naught.
"What are you doing?! Release me at once you biiiiiiiirgh?!" His words warped into a tortured wail as she used her glyphs to wrench both arms behind his back.
An epiphany struck.
'Ah. I see what William was on about. If I just use them my Semblance this, then my Glyphs should-
CRACK.
Jacques recoiled with a yowl, broken slumping at his sides.
Oh, dear. Bones weren't meant to bend that way. Perhaps he should seek medical attention.
"Jacques, dear." Her eyes met his, "The next time you touch me will be the last time you have hands." she growled at him. She was sick and utterly tired of him and his desire to make himself the center of attention when he was no more than a sniveling pig. How had she ever let this little weasel of a man break her? It was utterly baffling, and to think he had nearly kept her broken, were it not for her precocious boy she'd have probably remained in such a sorry state.
"You're nothing, husband of mine." she leaned in, lips brushing the outer lobe of his ear. "Our children could slaughter you in their sleep. Is that why you're so afraid...?"
A whimper pushed past his lips. Was he afraid now? Too bad, so sad.
"How does it feel to be the powerless one this time around?"
She stalked out, laughter lingering, hips swinging.
Jacques crumpled to his knees with a wail.
(.0.0.0.)
The streets of Atlas were cold as ever.
Good. All this cold air cleared his head, if not necessarily his temper.
Pietro insisted Penny was coming along nicely, but at the end of the day, he really didn't have much to show for his efforts just yet. Which was something of a shame really; given how much money he'd invested into the project. He was quite curious to face someone who could surpass human limits and leap into the realm of the gods. Might he finally have a worthy foe at last? Well...probably not, but it might be amusing to see what she would be like once her body and voicebox were ready. Surely all that chakra and aura he'd given would be good for something.
Unbidden, the man's words came back to him...
...well, before he all but chased him out his shop.
"She'll be able to speak with you soon! I promise! Just give me a few more days!
"Promises, promises, Pietro." he clutched his white jacket closer to himself and kept walking. "When will you deliver?"
He'd done wonderful work with Weiss and his weapons, hers had the potential to level cities while his could destroy entire continents, maybe even the world if he wasn't careful. Ah, but Pietro Polendina wasn't just making a weapon now was he? No, a daughter. Hmm. Maybe that was why he didn't want to take any shortcuts? After all, Penny might not share his flesh and blood, but she'd been created from his very soul. There could be no closer bond.
'A daughter, eh?' the thought was strangely stimulating. 'Maybe someday.'
He'd already picked out several name for a daughter. Power was far too on the nose, but Pride sounded like a lovely name. Pride Royal Ivy. Yes, that something any descendant of his would be proud to have, assuming he ever decided to forsake the Schnee name. On a whim, he followed that thread of thought and let it lead him away from the main thoroughfare.
His legs carried him listlessly onward, leading him down an alley.
What would she look like? A schnee? Or would she have Uzumaki traits? He could see it now. A feisty, fiery redhead with long hair, violet eyes and cutting wit. She would be strong, she would be powerful, she would want for nothing...
"...!"
His sixth sense shrilled the briefest of warnings, heralding danger.
He pivoted on one heel, then his attacker was upon him.
...oooook out!"
Odd. Why were they yelling?
He conjured a wall of glyphs between him and the approaching threat, only for a streak of motion to carom off a nearby wall, bounce off him, then go tumbling back. A yelp filled the air and he moved on instinct. With one hand he caught them, with the other he spun them right round, dangling them upside down for good measure.
In an instant, victory was his.
"Well?" he sighed. "What do you have to say for yourself, you mongrel...assassin?"
His words trailed off as he beheld a red hood.
...you have silver eyes."
That was his first fizzled thought as he stared at the squirming girl in his grasp. This was no mangy mongrel sent after him by Jacques, but a child. She was young, maybe a year or so younger than Weiss, clad in a girlish outfit of black and red with a thick parka thrown over the latter. Even then she still shivered before him.
Or perhaps that was from fear...?
"Uh...hi!" she managed a weak wave, despite being upside down. "If you would be as so kind as to.. you know...Could you put me down now?"
"I could," he allowed with a magnanimous grin, "But why did you run into me?"
That seemed to knock some sense into her; because the girl's face went red like roses.
"I'm so sorry!" I was looking for my mama and it was slippery and I tried to use my semblance, but that made it worse-"
She went on to rant at a rate he could not comprehend-nope. Not having it.
"Stop." He held up a hand, "If I put you down will you start making sense? Speak human, not sugar rush." he commanded
She nodded fitfully. Had her parents brought her here on vacation or something? If so, they had terrible taste. Atlas was far too cold for fun.
Still, far be it from him to understand the whims of mongrels.
He sorted the girl rightside up and set her down.
"M'sorry..." she squeaked.
"Honestly, parents should keep a better eye on you Assassin..." hmm, Assassin? Why had he called her that just now? Well, if Weiss was his precious Saber, then this speedy little imp could only be an Assassin. Little did he know his nickname would stick for some time, "Do you know where your parents are?"
Her eyes lit up as only a child's could. "Yes!"
"And where would that be?"
"In Atlas!"
A bead of sweat ran down his kingly mien, "So you mean to tell me that you don't know where they are?"
What, were they here on vacation or something?! Did it had anything to do with the Vytal Festival?
Silence reigned supreme.
"Ah." the girl seemed to realize her peril a moment later. "M'lost..."
Of course she was lost! Why else would she be running around like this?!
Naruto clapped a hand to his forehead. "Kurama save me from all these silly fools..."
The little lass blinked up at him. "What's a Kurama?"
(.0.0.0.)
"BLEURGH!"
Kurama, also known as Adam Taurus, threw his head over the railing and heaved.
Traveling by boat was the worst. The absolute worst. Who the hell invented such a vile contraption? When he got off this damned thing he was gonna find 'em in their house, rip their spine out, flay the bastard with it, then shove it down the pricks throat! He-URK-he made a mental note to never do this again, even as his new body betrayed him for what felt like the umpteenth time.
Screw boats, he'd much rather water walk or fly in the future, but no~, he couldn't rightly do that here, because he had people to look after. Somehow he'd managed to bring forth a mass of followers after he'd broken out of that labor camp, though why they all decided to follow him, he had no bloody clue. A lifetime ago, he would've just given them some lien and sent them on their way but nooo, he couldn't do that now
Damn you Naruto...
Now, don't get the wrong idea, they were kind to him and he in return, but he couldn't say companions now, could he?
Blake was of little help in that regard sadly, and she did try-bless her little heart-to ease his aching belly. The best she could do was stroke small circles across his back and even that provided precious little in the way of relief. Still, he made sure to thank her as he lifted his head and wiped his mouth with a cloth she provided.
Their destination loomed in the distance, a pristine sandy-green jewel set against the sea. Menagerie, the homeland of the Faunus species. Which was weird because they were essentially humans-to him-with unique Kekkei Genkai that granted a slightly different physical trait to each one who bore them... might be something to investigate in the future once he found him...
Oh, dear. Best not to dwell on that lest he get distracted.
"You're certain your parents are there?" he asked of Blake, stifling another pang of nausea.
He was skeptical, but the fact alone that she claimed this was enough for him to go along with it. Wasn't as though he had anywhere else to be...
"Mmm." The little girl nodded once, a slow, jerky bob of the head, "They live here. They have to be here. I just know it." Her golden gaze went dark. "They must be...
Nope. Not having that.
He patted her head, idly stroking her feline ears, only to arch a brow when she began to purr like an actual cat.
Heh, he'd never let Matatabi live this down if he ever encountered her in this life.
"When we make landfall I'll teach you how to use a weapon like a proper fighter should." he offered calmly. "How does that sound?"
Her eyes lit up with childish glee. "I wanna sword!"
"Then a sword you shall have." he chortled a little as he raised his head high with pride. A thought occurred to him then, "Perhaps I can find some ingredients to make curry while we're here. Or maybe ramen...Damnit, Naruto." his head thumped the deck. "Still rubbing off on me, even in my second life."
"Ramen? Curry?" Blake tilted her head, "What're those? And isn't Naruto a fruit? It sounds like a fruit, is it any good?" one after the other these rapid fire questions came, nearly causing the bull Faunus to nearly choke. "I can eat them both, right? Oh! Can we have ice cream for desert? Or maybe-
Some of his fellow faunus laughed at his plight. Damnit. Now his face was red...
"There, there," he tousled her hair again. "I'll be sure to answer all your questions after we land."
Ah, if only his first and only friend were here. He would've found this girl delightful. But no, he was somewhere else, and the time of their reunion had not yet come, not quite yet, "Teacher?" Blake blinked when he seemingly vanished from sight.
He didn't so much leap as he did lunge onto the dock; as expected, he always felt more centered when he had solid ground underfoot. To be honest, he was surprised that he hadn't flung himself to the ground and began doting on it and swearing to never sail a boat again. Sand wasn't ideal, but he'd take it over the ceaseless swaying of that infernal boat!
"Now...let's see, then." he thumbed his chin as his fellow faunus filed out onto the dock behind him, "Logic dictates we should make for the big building in the center, but...
"Mmm." Blake nodded quickly, "That's where mom and dad live."
He laughed. "Huh, whaddya know. Two birds with one stone."
"And the ramen?" Blake asked as she gazed at him.
Sure, why not." he shrugged at her calmly.
"Then the curry?"
The redhead raised a brow, "Why do you want both?"
A pause. And then: "Because you asked, Teacher."
Greedy girl!
"Fair enough." He granted her a merciful shrug, "Although, you should call me Adam, not Teacher."
"But a Teacher is what you are," she blinked up at him. "You're teaching me things."
Ah, the unassailable logic of a child. Adorable. Must protect.
"Come...we're leaving, Blake."
Blake followed him like a silent shadow. Well, maybe not so silent. The other faunus he'd saved trailed after in their wake.
Kurama sighed. "This is my life now, isn't it?"
He led them on a meandering path through Menagerie. The town was crowded, overly so, the number of people did not equate to the number of houses that could accommodate them. Were he so inclined, he'd remove the Grimm he could sense from across this decently sized Island by himself, but seeing as two-thirds of the landmass was comprised of desert, forcing the resident Faunus to congregate on smaller areas resulting in small and dense settlements such as those with palm trees- it made sense.
The biggest settlement of Menagerie and its capital was Kuo Kuana. Naturally, that was where they went. It wasn't as if there was anywhere else he could go.
As he plodded uphill, he let his mind churn on, planning his next course of action...though he didn't yet know what it would be.
He knew the bare basics about Menagerie; much came back to him as he walked.
The city had a population near two-hundred thousand, and as such was a mostly a merchant city; one prosperous in Fishing and export since the pre-dust era. Kuo Kuana itself possesses a large built-up area, extending over a large, rectangular surface to the shores of the beach. Splitting the town vertically and horizontally were a series of large roads leading down to buildings built in a western style, with its buildings being mildly reminiscent of neat Medieval ones.
Located almost in the middle of the town, overlooking the main Central Path, a horizontal road where events and parades are held, was Fidelus Cathedral, one of Menagerie's most important and distinctive landmarks. In the northernmost part of the city, sitting on the shore of Lake Scilliora, about four or five kilometers up the Magnolia central path, was the Chieftain's house.
Add onto the fact that Kuo Kuana was a rather large town situated in a mountainous area, surrounded by extensive deserts makes it rather difficult to traverse. Like any port city, it had its own large marina, for people entering or leaving the island.
It couldn't hold a candle to the Four Kingdoms, but he found himself warming to it in his own way.
As she led him up the path, a woman who resembled Blake, an obviously much older version of her, could be seen hanging up laundry on the clothesline. He took note of her at a glance, from her short hair and three gold piercings on her cat ears - two on her right, and one on her left, down to her black and white attire.
Curiously enough, she wore a getup he would've recognized back in his era, a black hakama and sandals with white tabi socks. Over her outfit, she draped a black shrug with a long right sleeve and a short left sleeve, gold-leaf trim adorning the opening on the front. She wears long, black arm warmers that extend to the middle finger. The left warmer had an odd purple band tied around the top and a pair of gold bangles around the wrist. Around her waist was a black and gold sash that trails behind her, with a gold flower-shaped buckle at the end.
Blake took one look at the woman and promptly bolted in her direction. "MOM!"
The woman looked up with a gasp. "Who is tha-BLAKE?!"
Kurama had half a second to brace himself.
Kali Belladonna hit him like an absolute freight train.
Suffice to say...dear old dad wasn't far behind and he too swept him up into their arms and squeezed.
"DAMN YOU NARUTO!"
Ah, but little did he know...
His old friend currently had problems of his own...
(.0.0.0.)
Weiss leaned back in her chair, took a deep breath, and crossed one leg over another.
She inhaled deeply to steady herself, then exhaled just as forcefully.
Calm. She must be calm. Yes she was completely, truly calm.
"William," she forced the words out, "Who is this?"
No! To hell with that! She wasn't calm at all!
Clinging to her brother's broad back...
...Ruby Rose waved at her.
"Um...hi~?"
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(Previews)
"RUBY! There you are! We were so worried!"
"So that's her mother, hmm? I can see the resemblance...
Keen silver eyes rounded on him. He didn't miss the way Summer's hand rested on her ax.
'Oh? Does she actually realize how dangerous I am? Amusing, how very amusing!'
Amateurs. He scowled down at contestants arrayed in the arena. Although...
A smile split his face.
Maybe I can have a little fun here."
Weiss saw his expression and blanched. William, no."
"William maybe...
*Notes to Neon: Potential Team Name for initiation, keep this for later. Don't forget. Can't forget.
SVRN?* Considering* JWBY? *No, won't work, Coeur did that.* SYBL? *Might work.* CRDA? *Move some letters around. *CARD? What color would that even be?!
Do we even need Jaune this time around...? Can't let the poor boy have a peaceful life?
Wait...is Cardin needed for that matter? Thoughts for later. Hmm, would he even be relevant at a time such a this? Best keep an eye on him... just in case...
"So we meet again! I admit, I had my doubts."
"Ha! Of course you would. Not me. I never doubted for a moment.
The world rippled. That was the best way, the only way Weiss felt, to describe what followed. Her brother held a hand toward the sky. A glyph bloomed above his hand, shimmering just above his fingertips. Then another. Another. Yet another still. As she looked on he reached into it.
"Let me show you...just what exactly real power is, in the hands of someone who controls it."
And heaven answered.
Laughter split the air. "Not so brave now, are you, MONGRELS?!"
Grimm died in droves, fleeing for their lives. Explosions filled the air, steel flashed as it hurtled through the space between.
Weiss palmed her face. "There's no stopping him when he's like this..."
"Soooo...you can summon weapons?"
Naruto quirked a pale brow. "I can indeed. What of it?"
"And you can basically summon whatever you want?" fingers poked together nervously in excitement barely contained, "Any kind of weapon? Like, heroic weapons?"
A silver brow quirked up, "With time and effort, yes." arms crossed, "Why?"
"Eeeeeeeee~!"
"SONUVA-!?~
Ruby jumped him with a squeal.
"Can you be my partner?! Please, please, pleaaaaassse?!"
Calming his heartrate he cleared his throat as he peeled the little gremlin off, "...you've brave, I'll give you that." he regarded his dirty armor with a glower. "I've killed people for less."
Guileless silver eyes blinked up at him. "But you wouldn't kill a teammate, right?
"I never said I was going to be your-"
"Please, please, please!"
Hrrngh. Too cute...why... why him?
"Well, you certainly don't lack for confidence."
Cardin gulped. "What the hell are you?"
"I...the solution. Now, what was that you said behind my back? I believe you laughed at me."
He spread his arms. The Emerald Forest went still.
"But you're not laughing now."
She frowned at him for a long moment. "What are you...?"
"Many things." he sipped at the flute of wine languidly. "A dead man. A brother. A leader. And also..."
He raised his gaze. Blue eyes shimmered red.
"...an executioner."
"You can't just be strong! You have to be smart! You can't just be deserving, you have be WORTHY! And you aren't! None of you are!"
He whirled and thrust a finger behind him.
"Only she is."
EDIT: WARNING! This preview is deliberately condensed to prevent spoiling a MAJOR event down the line. Sorry about that.
Also verbatim from Gilgamesh vs Enkidu.
Read at your own risk~!
With a grin, William raised the strange weapon overhead, and seconds after the weapon; let out a roar. Wind's screech in terror as the air is cut apart from the blade's activation before the very skies erupt as electricity roars out from the weapon, crashing across the land as clouds begin to rapidly begin to whip up around him, a menacing red glow filling the air in which he stood and looked down upon the world.
"This fight now has my full attention." William grinned manically as he clenched his hand upon his weapon and called out, "Ea!" the already rapidly rotating cylinder-like sections glowing red/white from the sheer amount of power coursing through the weapon. Powerful storm-cloud's quickly building up from the sheer potency of his energy, "You may sing praise as you like!" he declares, aiming the godly weapon down towards the earth, a grin of excitement upon his face, the explosion of energy rippled through the air as lightning sparked from the increased output of speed. Chakra and aura fed into the blade churning the cyclonic weapon further.
Across the land, past the sea, and through the lands beyond, the snarling energy had not gone unnoticed, for everyone had been brought to a halt in whichever activities they were conducting. Man, woman, child, pet, monster and beast alike all stopped as the power of the deistic weapon was unveiled.
This was William's most prized weapon, The Star that Split Heaven and Earth, his Sword of Rupture: Ea. It doesn't matter if there is one opponent or even an entire army facing it, so long as they are a part of this world they will be ripped apart regardless of their power. That is what it means to take a full powered blow from the nigh almighty Sword of Rupture. And as of right now, there is but one person who was willingly standing against that very blow. This very blow was to be his greatest and most heartfelt gift to his oldest and only true friend who remained, the long awaited gift to grant upon their long awaited reunion. A bolt of red lightning shoots across the sky as it arcs through the clouds with a rumble, the storm increasing in power as he fully grasps his strength now within the blade he held.
The Sword of Rupture snarled hungrily as sparks of crimson electricity spark around its length, the air thrummed as lightning sparked and the thunder would crash through the sky as it turns to grow even further. The earth beneath is being pulled apart, cracking to pieces as the strength of the cyclone grows as the speed of the winds above increase vastly with each passing second. Rain had begun to pour down from the heavens, flooding the forest beneath as it continued falling with unrelenting force as the two begin to ready themselves for the inevitable clash with one another.
Crimson lightning roared as it exploded across the skies, contained for the moment within the clouds overhead as the storm continued to grow. This would not be an ordinary thunderstorm. This would not be a hurricane… this was the clash of two men exalted as gods in a very different life, made legendary by the will of the very planet itself so as to protect or destroy it upon call.
The forces of both heaven and earth clash against each other. The heaven's shook, the earth rippled as chakra and aura spread through the air and across the land.
The reunion was an unexpected one.
Neither had really planned for it.
Neither had truly even expected it.
And yet it happened.
"I am happy...so happy..." the red haired Faunus smiled at him, "To be able to compare my abilities..." he said as the wind grew in ferocity, he raised both arms, widely spread as he fully immersed himself where he was free to embrace his power, his chakra and aura pulsating as he accepted the challenge from best friend...his only friend, "To finally be able to freely challenge you like this once again old friend." he stated as rain began to fall from the high heavens. He lowered his arms as he spoke in a more firm tone, "In modern terms... I'm gonna go all out...Naruto..." he said, declaring his friend's true name seriously, droplets of rains hovering in the air as an unspeakable and even more unfathomable power flexed itself.
"I'm sure you feel the same excitement as I, don't you?" the redhead grinned in excitement, "The moment that we died, the second we split apart...this very world turned hollow..." he grinned ferally. White light built in his hands, beautifully blinding in all it's glorious purpose. Dark chakra built up as it coalesced and formed a new energy in his palm where it swelled in the Faunus' palms, "You better show me you haven't gone soft without me, because I've suffered hardships of my own while I was away, and now I need to see what you can really do... in order to show you my own growth... and then we will see, just who between us has grown more." he stated in excitement, "Now come at me with all that you have...!" He growled before he roared, "Yes…come at me bro~!" as he unleashed everything he was holding back.
The heavens roared as the earth quivered, the land rumbling as the two accepted one another's challenge happily.
White lightning flashed through the sky as the chakra and aura of the Faunus was unleashed as one entity. Crimson electricity holding the power of annihilation slammed through the clouds and crashed down as the energy of both creation and destruction filled the air. Red Lightning surged through the clouds before it ultimately fell from the heavens as golden lightning crashed through the air and fell out of the clouds to meet it in challenge. The world waged war with itself, a massive surge of power unlike anything witnessed in uncounted years. The storm glowing a multitude of colors, red-yellow-white-blue-green and even purple as the energies within clashed time and again with one another, a massive funnel of winds whirling down to the earth to birth a massive typhoon between the two combatants. The clouds rotated with immense speeds, churning the superstorm between with no limits, the world heeded the power and granted it all it had.
BOOM~ CRASH~ BOOM~ ZAP~ KA-BOOM~ BOOM~ CRASH~
Strike after strike, bolt after bolt, crash upon crash, one explosion after the other; the heavens reigned ultimately supreme as they unleashed their wroth down upon the mortal realm. Atoms and protons collided before lightning crashed through the air with explosive force, lighting up the dark sky with frightening strength. Under the brunt of all this power, the heavens growled, the earth quaked, and the whole of Remnant shook to her core as red and gold lightning flashing through the air. The clouds continued to gather, growing darker and darker each second and expanding to become one massive hurricane of raw unconstrained power. Category-3 Tornadoes swirled down from the storm cloud's and struck the earth, ripping the land apart. The Class-4 Supercell Hurricane was growing far to fast for shocked weather reporters to calculate the strength, just knowing it was to be the most unforeseen and undoubtedly the most powerful in all of history.
As this unfathomable power escalated further a voice filled the air, a voice demanding that each and every person heed it, and all listened as commanded, William-Naruto-had began speaking in the tongue native to that of the Elemental Nations from which none on Remnant-save one other-could ever hope to comprehend, "Gensho o kataru, (I will tell you of the beginning,)" while he spoke, his once beautiful blue eyes now glowed red as blood as Ea currently did in his hand. The ground began shaking under his might as the unfathomable power once again peaked higher and higher, "Tenchi wa wakare mu wa kaibyaku to kotohogu. Sekai o saku wa waga kairi-ken. (Heaven and earth split, nothingness congratulated creation, and my sword cleaved the world.)" he declared, a flash of red electricity shooting past him, his grin filled with excitement for the inevitable clash with his best and only friend.
A grin split the Faunus' face, uncaring as the wind tore his words away, his own voice changing to match his friends growing power, "Horobi o fumikoeru, horobi o motarasu monodakara. Yueni~! (I will stride through the destruction, for I am the bringer of annihilation... Therefore I invoke~!)"
"Hoshi no o mawasu, tenjō no jigoku to wa, sōsei zen'ya no shūchaku yo~! (Mortar of the star's, heaven's hell, is the eve of creation's Celebration!)" William-Naruto-declared loudly, his voice echoing through the storm as the clashing of two primordial forces begin ripping the fabric of reality apart as cracks appeared around the epicenter of their growing strength, bolts of crimson lightning crashing around him as the eye of the storm swelled with power.
As they finished gathering the last vestiges of their power, the sun peaked over the horizon, illuminating the super-storm that had been conjured from the energy being released.
They grinned at one another, words echoing through the destruction.
"ENUMA~/BIJUU~!"
"DAMA~/ELISH~!"
The world cried out.
And their forces clashed…
All that remained was light….