Showdown: Zen vs Seishun

The sombre disposition exuded from a humble embodiment endowed within the vestments fit for high prosperity - opeque silver attire and fabrication drapping among wretched firmation. Ebony soles pressed onward in the facade of darkness, and succumbed to a brief halt upon stepping out from coagulated forestry. Immediate illumination 'shinned down upon elusive vestments, overtaking its own luminescence to fluorescent vibrance. Complimenting shades of darkness perpetuated the physiological preference advocated by the Gods' - the forefathers of Seriken. Lavender tresses upswept by miniscule oceanic waters passed throughout the nearby coast, only to further compliment dramatic scenery and fuel the formidable presence, almost spiffling to those considered "ordinary". Visionaries harboring the utmost apathetic appearance, despite having cared for the pre-mature adolescent 'bent upon surpassing the master. Blasphemy? Naive, perhaps. Conscientious of any and all surprises forewarned through rumors, Seishun couldn't be underestimated. The ideology of Seriken wasn't to be compromised in spite of slight arrogance.



Monotone, but stern, the orchestration of vocals heeding the utmost formality spoke for themself - the mindset within the anthropomorphic underwent abrupt changes 'prior. Care-free and light-hearted? 'Naught. The life of a brethren would only be held accountable on a whim of his own, after-all. Sentient life was only as tangible as those fit to survive. The ideology advocated through past generations.. past iterations of a common purpose all held similariies one way or another, but that alone was for Seishun to figure out.

A immediate shift in the embodiment's immaculate posture ensued - shoulders ascended before upper left appendage began to bend at the forearm. Suttle but enough to conjugate chartreuse pigmentation within pale sentient flesh. Gelatin-like substance began to amalgamte within the palm and extend outward, exceeding well over six feet in length. Don't be fooled, 'aha - the substance displayed wasn't what the weapon comprised itself of; mere aesthetics to say the least. Adamantine composition harbored his trusted weaponry of choice, fit for a deity. Brief twirling followed by a footstep backward that miraculously left the spear to continuously conjugate the gelatin-like substance once more, but in a much more fluid, articulated manner. Lavender spectacles fixated upon the youth's diaphragm.

Instincts reacted in unnatural fashion, from the moment conjugation of a foreign entity came into play. Phalanges bearing the spear brandished underwent an immediate spin, and influence of mild gelatin substance amalgamated. Though, this wasn't the means of a defense whatsoever. The focal point of the spear was thrust forth in conjunction of grotesque substance upon contact with the corrupted spear sent forth through supernatural means. It is said everything, tangible or not has an origin - including weaponry or energy of any composition. The weaponry of choice the connoisseur brandished harbored this ideology-- this philosophy persay, as shown through its spontaneous defensive reaction. Conflict among energies ensued, chartruese-to-indigo fade clashed but seemlessly began to diminish, if not, regress in wholesome form. Swirls of faint zephyrs ensued, which left the preemptive attack to nullify itself. Wisps of indigio spread throughout the atmosphere before bringing the bottom-face end of 'said spear against the firmation, causing an abrupt fluctuation in expended energy to condense then dissipate. Cold amaranthine visionaries closed half-way with little but disdain shown.



Suspension of chartreuse particles, grotesque and putrid in all manner left themselves lifeless upon suspension. The influence his adamantine spear held allowed such to be left uninterrupted; proximity of course had its limitations. Nothing could remain undisturbed forever. Forlorn as it may sound. Miniscule energies enveloped the internal sentient vessel which soon brought forth a superb increase in self-harbored velocity. The faint shimmer of moonlight which left vestments to sway abruptly before taking an instantnaeous trek toward the opposition. Physique left little but dust accumulated from increased physical capacity to move in a cunning manner, only to re-appear before his opponent. Despite being directly behind, perhaps seven feet, it set one of many plans in action. The true nature of his abilities wasn't to be revealed just yet, despite a small taste of what was done defensively. Phalanges along both upper appendages grasped the mid-section of the spear before twirling, seemlessly bringing forth another conjugation of chartreuse aqueous.



Within a mere timeframe of seconds, the spear's tip casted itself downward in a forceful slice toward the firmation, bringing forth an almost endless amount of perpetual aqueous to spew from the tip's conjugation incantation - subconsciously. The distance between brethrens became rather close, and the torrent surged onward at high velocity for his opposition. It didn't matter if it wasn't a direct strike, since all it took was remnants of aqueous to ensue osmosis - absorption of the liquid whilst in motion, or even idle. Temperatures complimented his intentions further, which easily allowed anyone to sccumb to an early demise. Twirling once more of the spear underwent before releasing right phalanges from its respective place, only to clench upon itself. Triggered notion left the remnants of suspended substance to cast itself forth into the atmosphere in thick 'globs of morbid proportion. Suspension of liquid grew unstable simultaneously and began to disconfigure, almost as if it became a branch of Deoxyribonucleic Acid's origins.



How could the young adolescent survive this feat? Impending doom from the heavens or soon-to-be, and an ongoing torrent nearby? All it'd take is consumption or absoption into the being to render immediate destruction on a celluar level. Deterioration of marrow-to-blood cells would cease, the bodily processes moving into rigor, perhaps, algor mortis. Influence rettained by the spear's overwhelming control couldn't be broken through conventoinal means, at least--

The fate of a brethren was already sealed. The foolishness and contempt held for one's capabilities were for 'naught - the malicious substance had already made its way within the adolescent's embodiment. Due to pre-mature circumstances (obviously the youth's body was still young), the effects would ensue quicker. Ascension of the upper right appendage held firm whilst phalanges clenched - the signal to ravage the body. Despite mere remnants of chartreuse shown floating about the sentient lifeform, coagulation of near-microscopic particles coagulated within the body to create a uniform demise. Cells, regardless of function that so much as touched the substance became eradicated, and the leftover particles to-which drifts within the body became apart of its wholesome being. Infilitration of one's sanctum - an unpleasent event 'sought by the Gods? Senses and fluctuation of 'sane composure were all lost; the virus took its' toll which ravaged the lymphatic-to-respiratory systems within a moment's notice, effects so potent, the onslought of potent shadows spiking from the firmation to wihch perhaps attempted to cage the man? It had to of stopped, interruption of the psyche on such a level couldn't have gone unnoticed, nor prevented any interruption within the diaphragm. The smell of morbid existence grew present - the effects.. moderately finishing off the embodiment one section at a time. Life was cruel, but subjected to an early demise? The Gods weep in sorrow for a unfortunate soul. Cephalic tilted downward, almost repenting for the resolve of their conflict.