Yooooo. This is a new Fanfiction that I'm using to better help me write fight scenes. (Kermit voice) So, prepare for some awesome shit my dude. If you have a problem understanding the choreograph tell me and give some pointers. I'm sure not many are reading my other work cause it's mostly non-action text, but I promise you, shit will get goodddd. I need pointers please. The software moves the incarnation spells...So. I'm trying my best to get rid of them but it's just not doing. Please bare with them.
The strong scent of the ocean.
The whip of the salty breeze against his face.
An artificial island of natural form of Shipwrecks.
Gone.
They all vanished from sight.
And all it took was that eye patch god to say...
"These small fights are such a pain. I think I'll just end the world."
His vision went instantly dark...solid black
"You have failed,Kamijou Touma"
"You have failed and this is the result."
Those were the words that brought feeling to his eyelids. They shot open and displayed...pitch black
"…..."
But this wasn't something he understood. If this was so, why can he clearly see his shoes covered with mud and rust.
"I am honestly not interested in what you will do now, but this is reality."
Kamijou finally identified the cold voice. Memory's begin to come back.
He and the others finally arrived at Sargasso to take down the God but. She was waiting for them. She pulled the lance from behind her eyepatch and...
"Othinus!"
Ignoring his words, the god continued.
"It is boring and ultimately nothing leaves one's expectations."
Kamijou couldn't help but grit his teeth tightly. His jaw felt sore, but he didn't request relief. The pain was the only thing driving him.
His world has ended and so too his purpose for fighting.
With venomous words he asked.
"What is this place?"
Magic God Othinus lightly spun the lance around in one hand and stuck the blade into the pitch black...
ground?
She finally answered him.
"Hmm..I would say the beginning,middle and end."
"?!"
He really felt like his teeth were about to shatter. What did she mean by that? Was it literal or metaphorical? Stages to her plans,maybe? Was she referring to the beginning of her plan and the end of his world,but what was the middle?
"How about we do this."
"To kill some time I will allow you a chance to save your world."
"?"
Was this hope she was giving. Is she planning on giving him hope so she could crush it. Well it didn't matter anyway,he finally has something to push him forward. He'll latch onto it like a fish on a line.
Othinus saw a spark of hope gleam in the corner of his eye. Seems she has something to entertain her for the time being. Not only that but this will make things more easier.
"You will fight in a 1 vs 100 tournament."
"!"
So,this is her play. Kamijou was caught a little off guard but he will still remain strong.
'I will succeed'
He clenched his right fist tightly.
'Oh his reaction is tame. Lets see how long you can hold on,human.'
"You will only be given 10 revivals."
'Wha-'
Othinus pulled out the lance and pointed it up to the heavens. And before he knew it the scene changed.
He was now standing within an old roman coliseum. Rune cards were seen scattered on every surface. It was on the walls surrounding the inner arena, the pillars,the crumbled windows and even the seats. It wouldn't even surprise him if they were plastered outside as well.
Five meter away was a familiar tall priest dressed in black robe with a cigarette in his mouth. His hair was red and he has a silver ring on each of his ten fingers, earrings on both ears, and a barcode tattoo under his right eye.
This man,Stiyl Magnus stood facing Kamijou Touma. The first to act was Stiyl, who began chanting an incantation.
"GASTTH. TFIASTRIC!"
He lowered his center of gravity and shot his right hand forward,releasing a 3000 degree flame spear.
Kamijou, deciding to face the attack head-on, stuck his right hand out,negating the flames on contact. The flame attack blew apart into embers, and it was felt with some force as it jerk his hand.
'He's serious. He really wants to kill.'
The distance between the two was only 5 meters.
'Dammit!'
Seeing how the conditions for their fight had changed,Kamijou retaliated.
With Kamijou running up to him, Stiyl launched 4 flame spears.
Slowing down his pace,Kamijou dodged three and blew away the remaining one with a swing of his right hand.
"Your open."
"Flames." "A gift of pain for the giant."
Stiyl shot his body forward and swung a conjured flame sword diagonally down, onto Kamijou.
But the attack didn't reach. Being cautions for a sheathed attack, Kamijou opted to grab the flaming sword hand and swiped his leg.
Stiyl's massive body hit the dirt, the prominent feeling of jagged pebbles stabbed into his entire body. The world around felt like one big blur,like wearing non prescribed glasses. With a loud and aching thump the pain, as if blasted by the base of a music box,reverberated from his head down to the center of his chest. Clear signs of blood could be seen when his head rebound to ounce more fall.
On top of him, Kamijou raised his fist in preparation to punch the Flame magician out...but with an odd and familiar chill hitting his spine he froze. Motionless like a buffering video. His eye quickly widened in horror.
"(MTWOTFFTO) (IIGOIIOF) (IIBOLAIIAOE) (IIMHAIIBOD) (IINFI IMS) (ICRMMBGP)"
"Shit!"
That was all he could say before gritting his teeth
In Stiyl Magnus left hand was another cursive rune card. That could only mean..
Swelling up with fear that only a mother could bring, Kamijou re-wired his mind. the words Stiyl mumbled,truly frightened him.
Appearing behind him forming a looming shadow that radiated heat was...
Innocentius.
A 3000-degree-Celsius fire monster summoned with a lengthy incantation and rune cards. It was a large towering silhouette with demon like features. Covering it's entire body were flames hot enough to instantly melt steel.
Not skipping a beat, in fear of being carbonated flesh, Kamijou quickly raised his right hand to negate the monster's large red cross of fire that was forced down.
The heat stung into his skin like the focus sun rays of a magnifying glass.
'Kkkkk!"
The pressure was as bad as he remembers. It felt almost as if his hand would break from the sheer weight rather than the force.
All Kamijou could do was delay it's attack for a few seconds. The moment he removed his hand he would become crushed charcoals.
Innocentius wasn't something so simple to negate. It is a pope-level spell which can't be destroyed unless the runes are removed or Stiyl becomes unconscious. It's self-regeneration ability alone is so overwhelming that it is impossible to destroy using Imagine breaker. The simple fact that there was a lag time was his saving grace.
And he took advantage of that.
The delay allowed him to build up strength in his leg and when it got erased...
He hurriedly rolled to the right.
At the sound of a bone chilling howl,Innocentius reformed and with it's scorched cross in hand..shifted it's swing.
Even before Kamijou could recover his stance,Innocentius swung it's cross horizontally along the ground,melting and up-touring junks of soap size rubles at inhuman force. The cross trajectory could be seen in the soil as an orange-red sticky path was burnt.
Thankfully he was just the right distance way that the cross swing couldn't hit,but the ruble was another story. Guarding his face only,Kamjiou's body was viciously assaulted by debris no larger than a soap that tore into his flesh.
"A-aagh!"
The sheer force of the swing blew him about 3 meters away,skidding the ground 2 to 3 times before stopping. The thrown rubles along with Kamijou formed dust clouds. In the path, Small scraps of skin and flesh were scattered. However, due to his experience in combat, Kamijou managed to recover by shifting his body so he could minimize the fall damage.
The dust cloud began to settle. But the abuse didn't end there,not for the spiky-hair boy. Innocentius,with beastly motions was in hot pursuit of it's pitiful prey.
Weakly standing up, Kamijou intercepted the uppercut like swing of the flaming cross with his right hand. He fixed his footing so that he could keep his stance solid.
However, the build up momentum proved too great to withstand. Kamijou's entire body lifted upwards and was thrown in a wide arc over the monster's body,landing a couple meters away from the beast.
The terrifying howl began shaking the stadium and ounce more Innocentius gave chase.
On the ground gritting through the pain, Kamijou clenched his left hand,grabing dirt, and pushed himself up.
'Pant Pant not yet'
In a kneeling position, he gathered his breath and clenched his right fist.
"GASTTH. TFIASTRIC!"
Wanting to kill the boy quickly, Stiyl swung both arms forward releasing two flame spears which joined together in a cross,shooting at high speed towards Kamijou.
Kamijou wasn't one for useless actions.
He has been in many fights before and won by making calculative moves. Stiyl was no different as magicians fight depended on, on the spot countermeasures. Their reasoning for fighting might not be just, but each clash helps him come to understand the fighting style of Stiyl. Even Stiyl would agree.
So,Kamijou made his intentions known.
His best course of action was to run forward into the conjoined now 9000000-degrees flame spears.
He quickly stood up and sprinted forward. Despite going up against and defeating strong opponents Kamijou was still a normal human. If he ran into that 9000000-degrees hell, without a doubt all the moisture and texture of his skin would be replaced with a black dry brittle carcass..
But that was not his true purpose and Stiyl likely knew it. Meeting the conjoined flames, Kamijou lifted his feet off the ground and somersaulted over the gap in the cross. The heat of the flames burned the fabric of his jacket and hoodie. The surface of his exposed skin sizzled like cooked bacon.
"This is the best action."
A third person perspective of the fight would show Kamjiou was only in danger from the rear and the front. It would, in this case be stupid to stay pinned. But this is Kamijou we're talking about and he knows better. By following closely in front of the approaching conjoined Flame spears, he avoided curved shots from stiyl due to steep arcs being difficult. The moment he runs left or right, he would be attacked by a bent flame spear by Stiyl and this would just open him to another volley of attacks. That's excluding innocentius. If he slowed down to nullify the 9000000-degree spear, innocentius from behind inches closer,lowering his reaction time to defend against it.
Blind spots. There were a few for Stiyl to take advantage of. The fight right now was directed in a way that backed Kamijou into a wall. He was focusing on the most possible surprise attacks.
'Stiyl is able to conjure up high level flame base spells along his rune cards."
So if he knew Stiyl well enough, he would probably attack from ...
'In front. Behind the flaming cross.'
Kamijou, while still in the air reached his arm behind the attack to nullify the hidden third spear.
When his IB touched the hidden flame spear attack, a large explosion of heat,flames, smoke and air burst out. A chain reaction occurred,setting off the other attack and innocentius. It caused a loud ringing sound in his ear,clear liquid with a mix of red and yellow oozing out. The explosive force was strong enough to cover the missing distance within 5 seconds.
'Before... it reforms"
Kamijou couldn't help but sweat. He rolled and recovered his running stances, and within a few inches of Stiyl, Kamijou kicked off his loose shoe at him.
Stiyl only titled his head slightly and said.
"Check mate"
*Smile*
'For you that is'
The flying shoe was only a diversion. It was simply done to put Stiyl's body in an uncomfortable position,unable to dodge his true attack.
In his left hand was sand that he threw into stiyls eye with an horizontal motion.
"When did he?!"
"The ground when I clenched my fist."
Craftiness was his fighting style.
If Kamijou changed up the Order of attack or if stiyl had ducked instead, he would have lost.
Due to him tilting his head, it became difficult to duck as he would fall due to the shift in center of gravity.
Now with an opening,Kamijou tightly clenched his fist, nails digging into his palms, and punched Stiyl. A dull impact like a jackhammer ranged out. Stiyl was slammed into the colosseum floor with great force and lay motionless.
Panting heavily, Kamijou fell to his knees. There was no sense of accomplishment here nor was there even relief,Kamijou just felt regret. This was messed up from his perspective.
"Pant! Pant!
A resounding popping sound was heard. It was simultaneously followed by wet sticky splatter noises, as if crushing a watermelon.
Quick dry breaths left Kamijou's mouth,his skin tone paled abnormally and his eye's seemed like they would fall out.
Kamijou turned his head to the left and covered his mouth. The scent, similar to rotten vegetables, violated his nose. His hands felt slimy as they forcefully tried to prevent the vomited chunks from permeating the air when they inevitably hit the dirt. The feeling of mushed bread still lingered even after shaking and wiping his hands.
Stiyl Magnus,the red head priest, stayed sprawled out on the floor. His head was smashed open putting on displaying vibrant colours of pink, red and peach for the world to see.
'What the.."
Is this what will happen when Kamijou wins? Will this be every opponent? Would they all be subjugated to death after losing to him?
Kamijou doesn't know much about this world. All he knew was that he appeared here and was now forced to fight. Could this be why Stiyl refused to talk and tried to kill him?
'Was he threaten to fight or maybe was it...No!.'
Kamijou ended that train of thought immediately. He felt like his mind would break if he thought anymore about it.
Does she truly intend on having Kamijou kill his opponents just so he could return to his world? If her words are to be taken into heart, his world has ended and he'll never see his friends and family unless he beats up these versions of people from his world.
*THUD*
'What kind of utilitarian shit is this!?'
*THUD*
The sound's were Kamijou's fist repeatedly hitting the bloody rock covered floor in anger. His fist tore into the stones ,bone,flesh and muscle exposed. The aching pain was the least of his problems.
Everyone deserves to live. Life isn't to be weighted. These people might not be from his world but they too have friends and family.
He might not have literally killed them but it was his actions that pulled the trigger. That was an inescapable fact that will haunt him.
'They are alive dammit.'
How can he return to his world by taking them away from theirs. His vision turned white. His body began to be engulfed in a bright angelic light. The pain from his wounds faded. What will Kamijou do knowing this? Kill or be killed. That's the name of the game.
FLOOR 1 OF 100 CLEARED. NINETY-NINE MORE FLOORS TO GO.
I chose to write without much personality now, hope you like it. If you wanna see a character from the series fight him,tell me.