User blog comment:Marcus Junior/World Trinity Tournament: Opening Fight/@comment-4004918-20150830131317

Turn 10: Reach for Infinity 



https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=dx6tXLq27hQ

Everything we see is dark. There are no lights around us. Just the abyss. One small flame, in the middle of all the black is lit, and illuminates everything.

The ignition was given, and the whole control panel lights up again, with the button lights blinking like crazy and the screens showing words like "Error" or "Game Over".

'''Error...? Game Over? '''

We realize that the lever from before has been lowered, turning the driver off. Some systems start stabilizing now.

'''No Defeat. Not now, not yet!'''

The control panel starts operating normally, with some malfunctions, but is generally funtional.

At that exact moment, Magnus stands up. The crowd starts shouting and cheering with joy and passion. They just witnessed a martial arts exhibition that exceeds anything they have ever seen, yet they know that Magnus rising means that the show is far from over.

Magnus: The show must go on.

Announcer: Aaaaaaaaand he stands up!!! The young man defies logic's boundaries, and stands up after such a beating!!!

Magnus: [Seems like I managed to shut down the Nerve's Path just before the punch connected]. It's  because the spirit never dies.

Marcus: So you stand up. *he looks at his crisped hand* It's too bad really. I really wished you'd stay down after that. I don't wanna sacrifice both my arms to defeat you... Neither do I wanna kill you.

The air around them feels tense. The fight is obviously closing in on it's end, and both men are serious.

Magnus: Kill me, huh? Yes, that could happen. I am weak. I am small. I want to become so much, I wanna live and be the change, yet I have this massive obstacle infront of me, blocking my way.

Magnus grins.

Magnus: Sorry Marcus, but it's my turn to shine!

Magnus' whole body positioning changes. After he stood up, he looked really tired and beat up, but now it's like he regained his passion.

Magnus: If there's an obstacle in my way, I'll break through it! If a man standing infront of me blocks my dream, no matter who he is, I'll defeat him!

Magnus picks up his swords, and looks at them.

Magnus: That's the way of humans, after all!

Marcus seems suprised, as he witnesses something that he didn't expect. Magnus' swords start dissapearing,

dispersing into thin air. In a matter of seconds, the swords are gone, and Magnus is left standing tall, weaponless.

Magnus: It's sad, really, how small we are Marcus. It really is. Have you ever looked at the bright blue sky and realized that? Have you ever felt the rain falling from above, ever tried to count all the stars, just to understand how small we are compared to the land, to this planet, to this universe?

Magnus starts walking towards Marcus, and for the first time in the fight, the audience is quiet. They are hanging from Magnus' words, as if he was the star actor of a show.

Magnus: I have, for one, and I have come to realize, through personal experiences and my masters' teachings how trivial things are in life.

Magnus smiles brightly now, while Marcus is waiting patiently for him to make his point.

Magnus: Yet we are so big! Some of the people in this life, no matter how small they were, managed to have such a huge impact that they still inspire millions!!! Miyamoto Musashi's manuscripts and swordstyle are still researched by many, Socrate's and Plato's philosophy cannot be surpased, Leornado Da Vicni's genius still remains at the top!

The Spartan's stand at the Thermopyles has passed on to legend, and Alexander the Great's legacy still lives on!

We are so small, yet we can achieve greatness! Just like the sky, the human potential is infinite and without boundaries. You just have to put your whole lifeforce into it!

Magnus raises his arm, and points with one finger at the sky.

Magnus: Gaze at the sky, realize how small we are...

Magnus grins. Marcus notices how his aura starts leaping like crazy, and his animal instincs go haywire.

Magnus: And then taste despair.

{The Music should have stopped by now. Don't listen to anything now, simply imagine the following.}

Absolute nothingness. Nothing can be heard, nothing's moving. And then...

Everyone blinks. Just that small time window was enough. A blink of an eye, and the grand blue sky is instantly covered by grey.

'''As far as the eye could see, the sky is covered by swords. Swords that look like Magnus' own spread far and wide, as high as the clouds, forming a layer of metal that's ready to fall on the earth and penetrate it, like a bladed rain.'''

Screams are heard all over the Stadium, and panic spreads instantly. Marcus gets a cold sweat, realizing Magnus' point.

They are all so small... Faced with something as grand as the sky, there is no hope for survival... Faced with certain doom, Marcus' animal and human instincts almost drive him crazy.

Marcus: This... is...

Magnus: This is my Ougi. The Mugentoryu. An seemingly infinite number of blades, created by my Ten: Create, and wielded by my Ten: Control. Upon my command, the blades will fall like a heavenly rain, and destroy everything along with you, my opponent.

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=e9qQUrCd3pU

Many viewers start screaming claiming that this isn't true. Some clever ones call Magnus a cheater, since they remebered that the man used Illusions before.

Announcer: That's... That's right! *Cold sweat, and rough breathing* Magnus, you almost had us fooled! This is simply an illusion!!!

Magnus looks at the audience with a cold stare, and simply speaks.

Magnus: Wanna bet your lives on it?

A few swords start falling, like the warning drops of water just before a heavy rain. Some land outside the stadium, while others land in it. A few fall on the arenas, and they simply penetrate the marble, getting stuck in it. Two swords fall on Marcus, who tries to dodge. He manages to get out of harm's way, but is accidentaly slashed by another raining blade that was stuck behind him. He looks at his foot that was pierced, and realizes it... There's blood on it.

At the sight of blood, even more chaos spreads all over. "It's real!" "He's a maniac!" "He's gonna kill us all!" "After all, this tournament was a bad idea!"

A shadowed face appears in our sight, as he sighs.

Man: Shut up, all of you.

In a matter of seconds, and without anyone realising it, an immense layer of aura has appeared above the stadium, covering the viewer's seats. The announcer looks above him, in the special seat, and realizes it was him who did it.

Announcer: THE CHAMPION, DAAAAAEEEEEMON! IT SEEMS THAT HIS CHARITY IS AS BIG AS HIS POTENTIAL! TO PROTECT THE CROWDS, HE COVERED EVERYTHING WITH A IMPREGNABLE LAYER OF AURA!!!

The crowd cheers as they realized they have been saved.

Magnus: Now then, my dear rival. Are you ready to face the rain? Are you ready to dance at the rythm of nature's will?

Marcus: *Still nervous, but better than before* I guess... But if everthing comes down at once, I'm not sure I can pull of a move that will stop a 2 kilo sharp blade that accelerates with gravity's help and your Control's power...

Magnus: Relax. They will fall like drops of rain. It will be so random, that I will have to dodge them myself. *Smiles* Who said that there would be an exception for me? The universe isn't as kind as that.

Marcus: I see then.

Marcus cracks his knuckles, while Magnus streches his arms.

Magnus: Want to make it better?

Marcus: You have something in mind?

Magnus: *Battle maniac expression* Wanna fight the rain off?

Magnus dashes, and tries to hit Marcus with a right straight. Marcus dodges, and responds with a left kick.

Thus, they initiate a martial arts sparring fight.

Magnus: Good. Let's see who will prevail.

The blades start falling, as the crowd watches in silence what will be the pinnacle of this fight... Magnus and Marcus fighting it out to their hearts content, as they will have to dodge the rain...

The blades have covered half of the distance from the ground... They are getting dangerously close, but the two men are stuck in a martial bout with no clear winner...

Marcus can be seen sweating more and more. He tries to finish things off by performing some Komorebi techniques, and even one Komorebi:Seiha move, but Magnus, with excelent manipulation of his Chi and Ten manages to counter or partially block everything.

Marcus' heartbeat rises higher and higher. The imminent danger gets closer and closer, as each second passes.

Magnus: You sure you gonna make it?

Marcus: I will... I won't die.

Magnus: Millions of blades are falling your way... Absolute death is hanging above your head!

The blades entered the stadium, and are only a hundred meters away from Marcus and Magnus... 20 seconds till contact.

Magnus doesn't let Marcus take a breath, and he continues with his onslaught of attacks. Strikes coming from every direction, kicks, punches, palm strikes, everything Magnus could use. Marcus can only defend, as he feels his right arm burning.

10 seconds until contact.

Magnus punches Marcus, the man blocks and tries to take a step back, but Mangus follows with a dashing kick. Marcus blocks it barely, and starts delivering deadly strikes with his palms, making Magnus even couch up some blood. Magnus moves to kick Marcus in the stomach, feints, and quickly but powerfully hits him on the head. Marcus thursts his own leg, and kicks Magnus in the stomach area.

5 seconds until contact.

Marcus' heart is about to burst. His heart almost cannot take it anymore, as the fatigue from the fight and the psychological pressure mounts on. In a desperate atempt, he excutes his Komorebi:Seiha: Your Guardian Angel attack, with his left hand, but weakend as he was by the first Seiha move and from the stress, he doesn't manage to send Magnus flying.

Magnus: It's over.

(Infinite Sword style, Fantasy: Heavenly Slash).

0 seconds until contact.

The blades are on Marcus' skin. The tip of each sword is ready to pierce Marcus' flesh and penetrate his bones, and his heart skips a beat as everything piles up.

And just like that, they dissapear. As soon as they start touching Marcus, the blades dissapear, like they never existed.

Magnus appears infront of the Marcus, who has clearly lost it, wielding his two swords. He dashes, and appears behind his opponent, sheathing his swords. Slowly, the sound of the metal swords is heard throughout the stadium, where not even a single person is talking.

As the blades all fall on a surface and dissapear into thin air, Magnus fully sheathes his swords, and remains silent, as the sound of flesh being slashed, and blood spraying is heard.

Marcus turns around, barely, as he falls, and looks at Magnus. He is standing still, still in a crounched position. All the swords that are falling down, like rain, dissapear in a matter of second, and the downpour of metal ends.

Marcus: [That's how... When the blades dissapeared, he was actually swinging them with illusions around the place. The one stuck in the ground, and the one that cut me were real. All the others were illusions that got us... He then pushed my body and mind beyond their limits, making my condition worse by using psychology tricks. By using my feelings and my instincts against me... He took it all with oen swipe, and slashed the obstacle that was in his way cleanly...]  ... Well played, Magnus.

Marcus falls on the ground, and Magnus kneels, finally succumbing to the wounds of the fight and finally drops on the groud too.