Post by othus on Mar 27, 2020 6:54:16 GMT
Sept 4, 2017 México
“Looks like it’s rain season”- Tomoe said as she downed a bottle of bourbon and walked amidst the rain towards the port.
“Tomoe-Sama! please reconsider! this is impossible!”-Said her bodyguard
“You go back to the hotel, kiddo. Raijin and Fujin know I’m here. Hurricane Irma? Yeah right. if they are done running, then I will oblige. I’ll be back by the end of the month i guess.”- Tomoe said as she jumped on a rowboat, the moment she touched the sea, the waves began to drag her inwards, it wasn’t long before Tomoe couldn’t see the land.
The wind amidst the hurricane created by the gods clocked at 180mph, but Tomoe’s Ki pressure deflected it as the boat moved through the storm unwavering, splitting the waves with ease.
“Come out already! Can’t believe you have been running away for 20 years you pathetic excuses of a God!”
The winds intensified and a lightning bolt struck barely a few meters away from Musashi. There they were, the gods of thunder and wind , white robes and blue skin both, physique impossible to match for a human, standing almost two and a half meters tall.
“This will be your grave, Musashi. When we are done with you, our father will follow, and then, all of your offspring! All as Izanami-Sama commanded”- Raijin uttered.
“You three are a bunch of fucking psychopaths you know that? It's gonna be a pleasure murdering you both”- Tomoe remarked with a lovely tone.
“Silence! we will now execute you in the name of our great mother!”- Fujin replied
“I piss on your mother’s grave. come and get some!”
Tomoe threw her bottle of liquor into the ocean and unsheathed her blade, the thunder god in turn made his drums roar, hundreds of lightning bolts showering Tomoe as the battle began.
A fight of cataclysmic proportions ensued, Wind and Lightning struck, threatening to destroy Musashi as the entire planet felt their power. Everytime Tomoe got the upper hand, the gods switched to preserve their strength. The descendant of Musashi was however, relentless, splitting lighting and wind appart with her blade, shattering the physics that created these natural phenomena, pulverizing their very concepts.
Tomoe’s fight would be registered on the mundane world as Hurricanes Irma, Katia and Jose. The fight lasted for a total of three weeks. the outcome? The death of two gods.
Sept 25
Tomoe was floating adrift on a piece of wood that managed to find its way back to her, despite Musashi not seeing any trace of the boat from days ago.
“Shit...Even though I got them, I...don’t think I’ll be able to make it back home. It...looks like they got me good as well”- Tomoe said to herself as a way to keep herself conscious, knowing she was imminently gonna bleed to death.
“I...wonder how Akane is doing...and Mai, her hair was...such a pretty white. I...hope they lead a happy life”
Tomoe looked at the distance and saw the body of one of the Shinto she had butchered. It was at this moment that she recalled what Osechi could do with her blood. In an all or nothing attempt, Tomoe let go of the wooden board and began to swim towards the corpse, once she finally got to it, she began to feed off his flesh. Just a drop was enough to cure wounds, and anything more than that would put her life at risk, but Tomoe knew she needed even more power if she wanted to triumph over Izanami. She devoured the flesh of the god even as it threatened to blow her up from the inside, with every bite, her wounds healed and reopened, almost as if fate itself didn’t know wether to keep her alive or not. as she finished her meal, a lightning bolt struck her, transforming Tomoe and giving her white garments. She had ascended to godhood.
“Finally, I can come back home. Now let’s go get some sake!”- Musashi said as she flew back to land.
“Looks like it’s rain season”- Tomoe said as she downed a bottle of bourbon and walked amidst the rain towards the port.
“Tomoe-Sama! please reconsider! this is impossible!”-Said her bodyguard
“You go back to the hotel, kiddo. Raijin and Fujin know I’m here. Hurricane Irma? Yeah right. if they are done running, then I will oblige. I’ll be back by the end of the month i guess.”- Tomoe said as she jumped on a rowboat, the moment she touched the sea, the waves began to drag her inwards, it wasn’t long before Tomoe couldn’t see the land.
The wind amidst the hurricane created by the gods clocked at 180mph, but Tomoe’s Ki pressure deflected it as the boat moved through the storm unwavering, splitting the waves with ease.
“Come out already! Can’t believe you have been running away for 20 years you pathetic excuses of a God!”
The winds intensified and a lightning bolt struck barely a few meters away from Musashi. There they were, the gods of thunder and wind , white robes and blue skin both, physique impossible to match for a human, standing almost two and a half meters tall.
“This will be your grave, Musashi. When we are done with you, our father will follow, and then, all of your offspring! All as Izanami-Sama commanded”- Raijin uttered.
“You three are a bunch of fucking psychopaths you know that? It's gonna be a pleasure murdering you both”- Tomoe remarked with a lovely tone.
“Silence! we will now execute you in the name of our great mother!”- Fujin replied
“I piss on your mother’s grave. come and get some!”
Tomoe threw her bottle of liquor into the ocean and unsheathed her blade, the thunder god in turn made his drums roar, hundreds of lightning bolts showering Tomoe as the battle began.
A fight of cataclysmic proportions ensued, Wind and Lightning struck, threatening to destroy Musashi as the entire planet felt their power. Everytime Tomoe got the upper hand, the gods switched to preserve their strength. The descendant of Musashi was however, relentless, splitting lighting and wind appart with her blade, shattering the physics that created these natural phenomena, pulverizing their very concepts.
Tomoe’s fight would be registered on the mundane world as Hurricanes Irma, Katia and Jose. The fight lasted for a total of three weeks. the outcome? The death of two gods.
Sept 25
Tomoe was floating adrift on a piece of wood that managed to find its way back to her, despite Musashi not seeing any trace of the boat from days ago.
“Shit...Even though I got them, I...don’t think I’ll be able to make it back home. It...looks like they got me good as well”- Tomoe said to herself as a way to keep herself conscious, knowing she was imminently gonna bleed to death.
“I...wonder how Akane is doing...and Mai, her hair was...such a pretty white. I...hope they lead a happy life”
Tomoe looked at the distance and saw the body of one of the Shinto she had butchered. It was at this moment that she recalled what Osechi could do with her blood. In an all or nothing attempt, Tomoe let go of the wooden board and began to swim towards the corpse, once she finally got to it, she began to feed off his flesh. Just a drop was enough to cure wounds, and anything more than that would put her life at risk, but Tomoe knew she needed even more power if she wanted to triumph over Izanami. She devoured the flesh of the god even as it threatened to blow her up from the inside, with every bite, her wounds healed and reopened, almost as if fate itself didn’t know wether to keep her alive or not. as she finished her meal, a lightning bolt struck her, transforming Tomoe and giving her white garments. She had ascended to godhood.
“Finally, I can come back home. Now let’s go get some sake!”- Musashi said as she flew back to land.