The victor

The skull on the sword's guard's jaw opens, and a deafening wail, reminiscent of countless banshee's, shatters the Chaos of the field , while pale blue flames engulf every person who heard it

"Ah so Refreshing." he tears blitz out, leaving the weakened ghost, before kicking him to the ground, shattering the hard skull. *BOOM*

The soul blazes, draining people as they Goan "ARGH!" Collapsing left in right those more durable than the other capable of sustaining themselves. Well, ghost rest knocked on the ground

"Two down," he blurs, appearing in front of Racheal he swing at her with lethality, Cleaving the air, as she barely dodges it. "AAH!"

Stomping on her, she coughs up blood, not even bothering as he kicks her away, showing merciless contempt, before turning to Hwa.

Targeting Androssi, he blurs, "it's not good to fight amongst yourself." A whoosh of air erupt another wave of Deja, vu hitting both of them.

"Argh, who the hell are you?" Androssi says as Hwa Flung away "something not worth remembering." he lies, appearing in front of her.

an upper cut Cleave across the air as blitz scrapes her, she flinches back as glistening skin is revealed from under the leotard.

"I thought it gender swapped you too, but it seems you just bandage yours chest to make yourself more flexible." She glares from under her mask.

'𝒉𝒐𝒘 𝒅𝒐𝒆𝒔 𝒉𝒆 𝒌𝒏𝒐𝒘 𝒔𝒐 𝒎𝒖𝒄𝒉.' her eyes widen a girl stunningly similar to her hugging his shoulders from behind, Hwa read her lips.

"𝑹𝒆𝒎𝒆𝒎𝒃𝒆𝒓" it disappears just as fast as she Grabs her head. "ARGH!" Itri slamming the gauntlet on her head as she pushed to the ground.

She sees Itri lips move, "What do you want, lotus flower?" recognizing the name as an alias but also something endearing.

Her mind blurs around a man whose face she can't recognize, pushing her hair back. "what do you want, Lotus flower?" he grins at her.

She recall another memory sipping tea before mentioning something changing and getting yelled at by a black hair girl, "Ngh." Itri Gets up.

Returning to the throne, Hwa grabs his leg, staring at him for a moment at the pieces coming together in her blurry Memory "Sig." she murmurs before falling unconscious.

Itri Eyes wide in disbelief, Trembling, he Calms himself, Khun shouts "DAMN!" he's thrown off the throne by a last-ditch attempt by Racheal.

The crown Clatter to the ground, Itri Not grabbing it, even with his Speed, As Lero Ro call it a loose, studying it '𝒅𝒊𝒅 𝒉𝒆 𝒑𝒖𝒓𝒑𝒐𝒔𝒇𝒖𝒍𝒍𝒚 𝒅𝒐 𝒕𝒉𝒂𝒕.'

The crown game ending without a winner, the Regulars exhausted given a few Days rest, From it, Sig sitting in a window.

every regular beaten to the extreme from Itri, his weapons holster in his dorm-room as he reads the Necronomicon, a knock resounding.

"come in." he glances at the door, shutting it. "SIG!" She jumps at him, taking him into a hug, "hello lotus, I'm here" he says in a low empathetic tone, She sobs into his shoulder.

Having recalled the horrid event that transpired against Jahad, "ah Hwa… I hate to say it but.. your soaking my shoulder."

Getting it together, she scoffs, sitting on the bed. "Why didn't you talk about it?" he glances out the window to avoid it. "I mean, did you see the Throne? It was rek-"

"don't change the subject," she growls at him like a cat, "haaaaa I didn't plan to build any connection with anyone less I lose everything like last time."

He closes his eyes, "especially not with you." She glares at him, "No, no, no, I don't mean it like that. It's more of." he glances at his hand.

"That bloodlust is that why?" he flinches. "Huh?" she gaze at him, "Do you think I'm blind Sig that amount of bloodlust could only be the fury of a man who destroys an entire universe."

he clenches his hand, squeezing brutally, as his hand trembles "that because it happened." he recalls it "I destroyed a universe."

She's stare in awe and fury at him, "you mean it destroyed the whole universe you were only a victim of that book-" Itri Shut her up "it was because I was too weak."

She would stare, "no, no it's not you where never too weak it was us not trying because of how powerful you where," he forms an Orb "can you see the others gaining their memories?"

She responds "Androssi already has, and the slave mark has made Anak have a hazy, barely concious perception of it." she glances at him "also why did you do that?"

"Hmm, do what?" she answer "Put a slave mark on Anak." he responds "she too stubborn, and I needed to get my hands on April to awaken her memories."

"I sadly need to Rename April again since the prior name won't hold as much power now as it did prior," Hwa nods, listening.

"At-least your back and we can try again." She says, concerned and slightly traumatized by the power of Jahad, after receiving her memories from the pummelling he ditch out.

Itri gets up, walking towards her. She pushed to the ground, kissing her lips. Her eyes widen as he lets go. "Don't worry about that, I promise it won't happen again."

He pulls her into a deep hug, kissing her lips again, as she mewls into his mouth, breaking off. "I hope you can keep that promise this time, darling."

She leaves afterwards; Itri snickering low, well her hips sway on the exit. "She too tempting even now, aaah," he sighs out in concern.

Before focusing on himself, his eyes seal as he dives inward, towards the infinite black of the void, the infinite depth of his soul already containing constructs.

The unwavering Mothership of his armada a Capital Triple the size of even the Largest floating castles at its core an immensely powerful Arc crystal circuit.

reflecting the very will of infinity, an Ai, as sentient as a person loyal to the Creator of its form, the ship not even a quarter constructed as barely a portion of the framework around the core is completed.

He glances elsewhere, focusing. He creates lands of value in an entire cosmos as a being within its own soul is a God as omnipotent as those of reality.

the worlds built as evolution, with cultivation as its foundation, creating several realms of Strength Above the Mortal plains.

purposefully creating a world that will be placed in consistent turmoil, not to laugh at but to heighten the Strength of those that survive.

the mothership not the only thing being constructed inside the space, as arc crystal capable of supplying the Materials needs rest empty of a material to replicate.

only the floating crystal need to support the immense weight of the Castle, readily available as is the framework, a Super-steel alloy he created himself.

possessing a Colour of gold not to advent its Glamour but to Deafen the presence of things lesser to it, Crafts being constructed to be its army and military.

"the administrators will have to form a contract with this ship on each floor OnTop of me myself hmm as long as it disperses Shinsu it uses that would be fine and if it adds more to the administrator shouldn't see much problem."

He thinks of the Tower will, which would likely be the same. "I could ask it though, since the tower itself would grant refuge for this to be unknown until summoned. Yes will do that."