Endless Path : Infinite Cosmos

Returning to the city, Vahn was unsurprised to find that it had expanded in the few hours he had been away. The theme they were going for something similar to a modernized 'Elven Forest', so, using her Mokuton(Wood Style), Madara had been rapidly expanding the burgeoning city's borders in preparation to accommodate future residents.Nodding his head in approval, Vahn expanding his domain as an invisible pulse, instantaneously mapping the layout of the entire city. This was becoming the most frequent way in which he used his domain. As for his reasons, well, the most prominent justification he had come to was that he simply wanted to make Sis's job even a little easier. She was against this, but, as she was also the main person advocating he does what he wants, Vahn made the decision for both of their sakes.Even as far back as Danmachi, using his domain had made him feel detached from the rest of the world. Now, he felt closer to the world than ever before, so, rather than compromising the peace he had found, Vahn intended to make the most of every moment. His power had also increased to the point that using his domain was simply overkill. Thus, at least for the time being, he intended to see and experience the world using his seven senses alone. (Touch, Taste, Sight, Smell, Hearing, Energy, Emotions.)Having located the person he was searching for, Vahn teleported to just outside his own bedroom before gently knocking on the door. Immediately thereafter, he heard a soft sigh before the voice of Artoria could be heard echoing from his surroundings as she said, "It's your own bedroom...you do not need permission to enter..."Opening the door, Vahn found Artoria wearing little more than pajamas. She had also let her long and beautiful golden hair down, so, for a brief moment, he found himself rooted to his position as he instinctually remarked, "Beautiful..."Though she did her best to appear calm, Artoria was unable to prevent a blush from creeping into her cheeks as she combed aside her bangs and asked, "Is it done?"Nodding his head, Vahn closed the door behind him before making his way over to Artoria's side, joining her on the bed and embracing her startlingly hot body as he explained, "Shen Long was the last of the Lords who refused to cooperate. The trio was able to make short work of him."Exhaling a hot sigh in response to Vahn's touch, Artoria habitually rested her head against his chest as she distractedly uttered, "That's good..."Feeling his own body temperature increasing, Vahn used his fingers to comb through Artoria's remarkably soft hair as he asked, "Do you want me to help...?"Responding with a rare chuckle, Artoria gently nudged Vahn's chest with her head before replying, "It's just a typical Dragon's Heat. Don't worry, I can manage it on my own. Besides, if you decided to 'help' me, you would need to tend to the others as well."Unable to refute her words, Vahn held Artoria a little more firmly while resting his head atop her own. At the same time, memories of a few weeks prior resurfaced in his mind. At that time, he had humored Mordred's request to demonstrate the Sage Dragon Emperor transformation he had used during his fight against the Great Mother. This ended up being a mistake, as, due to his most recent and drastic increase in power, he inadvertently triggered the reproductive impulses of nearly every woman with draconic features.At the time, Vahn had attempted to help them quell the fires burning within their bodies, but, much like Terra, the only permanent solution was to fertilize their eggs. This was something he was willing to do, but, as a result of the desires that initially brought them to this world, most of the girls were being remarkably obstinate. The only exception was Mordred, who, being the closest to him at the time, ended up receiving the brunt of his draconic aura. As a result, she could now be seen carrying around a pale-golden egg that was larger than her head, a proud smile blossoming across her face any time someone made mention of its size...Fortunately, not that he would have minded, Modred was the only one to wholeheartedly succumb to her instincts. Everyone else decided to simply bear with it, as, according to Da Vinci's research, it would gradually fade away so long as they limited the flow of energy from their Dragon Heart and avoided sexual intercourse. This would cause them to experience flu-like symptoms, but, after a few weeks had passed, they would eventually return to normal.Understanding this, Vahn made no attempts to help alleviate Artoria's symptoms. Instead, he simply held her for the better part of an hour, gently cradling her in his arms until she broke the silence by asking, "When are you planning to confront Jahad? If you're waiting for me to get better-"Pressing his index and middle fingers to her lips, Vahn prevented Artoria from speaking further as he softly replied, "Let's not mix personal and private affairs...Jahad isn't doing anything right now that would mandate his immediate destruction. Of course, if my beautiful Empress demands it of me, I wouldn't mind dealing with him right this instant..."While others might mistake his words as simple flattery, Artoria understood that Vahn was 100% serious. If she asked him to wrap things up, he would immediately trespass the Imperial Palace to confront Jahad. This would spell the end of an era, and, from that moment on, the Aldrnari Empire and its collaborators would be the dominant force within the Tower.Though she was momentarily cowed by the notion that a single request from her could decide the fate of the entire Tower, Artoria quickly recovered. She wasn't an Empress in name only, so, after a moment of consideration, she adopted a serious expression as she said, "You should go. The people of the Tower have been waiting too long for this day to come. We also need to advance beyond the Tower if we want to anchor the Little Garden to the outside world. This place is far too small to hold us..."Raising his brows, Vahn was tempted to ask if she were sure, but, knowing Artoria, there were very few moments when she wasn't completely serious. Thus, while he had originally been intending to wait a while longer, dealing with Jahad immediately shot to the top of his list of things to do...---With Vahn and the Aldrnari Empire's forces having 'vanished' three months prior, many within the Tower, specifically those who had been dreading a personal visit from the legendary Sage Dragon Emperor, were beginning to suspect they had already moved on. Thus, when a strange formation suddenly lit up the entire sky of the 134th Floor, the reaction of the Floors residents quickly went from confusion to absolute despair once they realized the Floor had effectively been isolated from the rest of the Tower.Sensing the disturbance even before the massive spell formation had appeared, Jahad rose from his throne before turning towards a spatial ripple that had appeared nearby. He half-expected Vahn to step out, but, instead, he came face-to-face with none other than Headon. Unlike the white rabbit most people were familiar with, however, this one had multiple mouths superimposed onto various parts of his body, each snickering as the entity in question declared, "It would appear your time has come...Your Majesty..."Seeing Headon grit his teeth near the end of his statement, a faint smile appeared upon the face of Jahad as he remarked, "I always knew you hated me. Tell me, are you the one who invited the Sage Dragon Emperor into the Tower? I suppose I should have anticipated that a monster like you would eventually discover a loophole to circumvent our contract..."Unable to suppress his laughter, the mouths all across Headon's body began snickering as Headon spread his arms rather theatrically and announced, "That's the beauty of this situation! I didn't have to raise a single finger! The Sage Dragon Emperor entered the Tower of his own accord. So you see, my dear King, this has nothing to do with any secret plot. No. It is fate that has betrayed you...!"As Headon continued to cackle like a pack of hyenas, Jahad simply turned away without bothering to continue the conversation. He was someone who had manipulated the fates of countless people, so, even if this was fate's hand, he had no intention of running away. Not only would his pride not allow it, but, more important than even that, he simply refused to bend the knee to fate. He would keep fighting until the very end. After all, long before he became a King, he had been both a Hero and an Adventurer...if he feared what lay beyond the horizon, he never would have left his home in the first place...---With the dual-purpose spatial seal/teleportation ward in place, Vahn used his authority to teleport anyone below a certain level of power to the 2nd Floor of the Tower. This would prevent them from returning any time soon, as, without their Suspend Ships, they would need to travel to each Floor's Warp Gate. As for everyone else, they were prohibited from leaving until Jahad had been dealt with.Though he knew there were a fair number of earnest and kind people amongst the Empire's upper echelons, the majority of residents who lived on the 134th Floor belonged to the Jahard Family and its forces. They were many of Jahad's most zealous supports, so, once the King fell, they would most likely serve as the backbone of the 'resistance'. After all, Jahad actually had a substantial number of clones spread throughout the Tower, so, even if the man himself was killed, it was only a matter of time before they rallied behind one of his "sons".As that thought crossed his mind, Vahn briefly considered whether or not he should go ahead and deal with Karaka once he was finished with Jahad. He was among Jahad's eldest 'sons', so, once the Empire lost its figurehead, the Elders of FUG would undoubtedly support him as the 'rightful heir' to the throne. This was the reason Karaka had been chosen as the Slayer to kill Jahad, as, the moment the King fell, a new one would need to take his place. If this person just so happened to be one of the former King's illegitimate children, a lot of the social and political resentment associated with a sudden change in power could be mitigated.Fortunately, Vahn was aware of at least two other candidates that could easily replace Karaka as the rightful heir to the throne. If he took them under his wing and raised them to be peacekeepers, not tyrants, there was a fair chance the Jahad Empire could be converted into a Republic. This might not be the most ideal outcome, but, so long as he left behind a few Templates to preserve the peace, he should be able to leave without having to worry about some opportunistic 'assholes' stepping in to make life difficult for everyone but themselves...Sensing a presence, even without his domain active, Vahn ceased thinking about which Templates would be best suited to long-term observation of the Tower. He had other things to worry about right now, and, though Jahad didn't pose a threat, he felt he owed it to the man to send him off with a bit of fanfare. After all, despite his innumerable flaws, Jahad's original reason for becoming King was to help people. He was simply an idealist who had lived far too long, and, as a result, he experienced the trope where a Hero lived long enough to see themselves become the villain. Thus, in response to the meteoric golden rods converging on him from all directions, Vahn smiled as he mused, "A waning candle shines brightest the moment before it is extinguished..."(A/N: Alternate Titles: 'OwO...','I kind of feel bad...the only time Karaka is mentioned is when he is about to be bullied xD...','Time to snuff him out...')https://bit.ly/2XBzAYu &lt;-(p.atreon link)paypal.me/EinlionDiscord Invite: https://discord.gg/Jwa8PKh

Though he hadn't expected it to earn him any advantages, seeing his attack knocked to the side with a simple backhand from Vahn caused Jahad's eyes to widen, albeit only a little. It wasn't the first time the attack had been countered, so, while it was certainly impressive to see someone swat it away, it wasn't enough to deter him from continuing the fight. Instead, a hint of a smile could be seen on his face as he held his hands out to the side and muttered, "You can block one...let's see if you can block a hundred...!""Jahad Style Shinsu Control Technique - God-Skewering Golden Needles...!"Powered by a functionally infinite amount of Shinsu, golden needles more than three kilometers in diameter and a hundred kilometers in length began to fill the sky of the 134th Floor. Upon seeing this, the remaining residents felt an overwhelming sense of awe. A few, as if driven by some primal instinct, even fell to their knees and started to pray.Unfortunately, just as the impossibly large needles began to turn into beams of golden light, a loud thunderclap could be heard throughout the entirety of the Floor as an invisible wave radiated from Vahn's body. This wasn't anything like a technique. Instead, he had simply 'erased' all Shinsu within sixteen-thousand-kilometers. As a result, every single one of the massive golden needles dissolved into nothingness as the man himself began to slowly descend, saying, "You should get serious...this might be an important event for you, but it's eating into my anime viewing time. If you don't go all out, I might very well lose interest..."Though they were separated by several kilometers, Jahad could hear each of Vahn's words as if they were standing face-to-face. In response, he used his left hand to draw one of the three weapons at his side, a peculiar blade that resembled a curved fang more than a traditional Needle.Aiming the tip directly at Vahn, Jahad, his voice carrying through the void, muttered, "You're more arrogant than I expected..." as a runic pattern coiled up and around the length of his weapon.Recognizing the weapon as something forged from an inordinately powerful Killer Whale, largely considered the strongest Shinheuh in the Tower, an amused smile spread across Vahn's face as he manifested Laev-tan in his right hand. It hadn't even been two hours since the Tao Trio one-sidedly slaughtered a Shinheuh that thousands of Killer Whales wouldn't have been able to contest. Jahad was wholly unaware of this, but, the notion that he could be defeated by such a 'weak' weapon was very-nearly laughable.Though he was unable to sense Vahn's thoughts, Jahad knew he was being looked down upon. This caused the smile to drain from his face as he silently muttered to himself, "It seems you are not the man I had hoped you would be..."As the final few words parted Jahad's lips, a low rumble seemed to spread through the entirety of the 134th Floor as the runes along his weapon shone with an ocean-blue light. His weapon was an S-Rank Needle known as the 'Call of the Leviathan', and, while it only possessed a fraction of the original Shinheuh's power, it was still an item forged from the King of all Killer Whales.The thing that made Killer Whales so deadly wasn't their size. Instead, it was their ability to generate a veritable ocean of Shinsu from within their bodies. The King of the Killer Whales, the Levithan, was actually the offspring of the 134th Floor's Guardian. It possessed such tremendous reserves that it could submerge an entire Floor in a dense layer of Shinsu more than a hundred-meters deep.Shifting his attention away from Jahad, Vahn's pupils contracted ever-so-slightly as he wondered if this was how the people at Marineford felt when Whitebeard attempted to sink the island. After all, no matter which direction he looked, there was a tidal wave more than twenty-kilometers in height barreling towards him.While he didn't have any particular reason to fear the incoming wave, the sight was so fantastical that Vahn couldn't help feeling a little awed. It was unlike anything he had ever witnessed, and, for a brief moment, he even felt small and insignificant as the converting wave gradually blotted out the sky.Shaking such thoughts from his mind, Vahn extended his left hand and said, "Stop." in a solemn and commanding tone. To the surprise of everyone viewing the fight, the massive wall of Shinsu obeyed his command, ceasing its advance in an instant. Even Jahad was no exception to this, and, for a brief moment, he could be seen standing in the air, lips parted in incredulity.Nodding his head in approval, Vahn descended until he was roughly eye-level with Jahad before saying, "That's quite the cinematic ability. Unfortunately, your authority over Shinsu seems to have weakened your ability to control it. If only you had spent the last ten-thousand-years training...this might have been interesting..."Though he would normally ignore such remarks, Jahad couldn't help furrowing his brows. The main reason he could ignore most people was that their remarks were simply inconsequential. It was just the vitriol spewed by the weak and powerless in an attempt to drag others down to their level. This was a stark contrast to what Vahn as, unlike the base and mundane masses, he had ample leeway to look down on others. Thus, for the first time in several millennia, Jahad felt as though his blood was beginning to boil due to a combination of rage and excitement.With a snaggle-toothed smile spreading across his face, Jahad cast aside the Call of the Leviathan as if it were a useless piece of trash. Then, with his palms facing upward, hands formed into a shape reminiscent of claws, he asked, "You think my control is lacking? Let's test that theory...!""Jahad Style Shinsu Control Skill - Cosmos...!"Using the tremendous amount of Shinsu contained within his own body, Jahad produced a series of Baangs reminiscent of stars, planets, and other celestial bodies. This included a substantial number of black holes, and, more surprisingly, a singular 'white hole'.A white hole was basically the polar opposite of a black hole. If a black hole was a singularity from which nothing, not even particles or electromagnetic radiation could escape, a white hole was an impassable region of spacetime that spewed out a functionally infinite amount of highly condensed energy. In many records, white holes were often compared directly with creation events such as the 'Big Bang'. In other words, they were hypothetical points from which all matter in the universe could be generated.Seeing Jahad produce a white hole, seemingly with the intention of countering his ability to erase Shinsu, an intrigued and slightly appreciative smile developed across Vahn's face. Jahad was clearly an unparalleled genius, and, were it not for the machinations of the Workshop, he might have been able to ascend to the realm of a Creation God. Instead, he became a lazy tyrant playing the part of a deterrent, a mockery of the ideals that had spurred him to become King...Assuming Vahn's unresponsiveness was the result of his arrogance, Jahad didn't wait around for the former to speak. Instead, he swept his arms forward, commanding the planetoids and stars to circle around and crash towards his opponent. This caused the terrain of the 134th Floor to violently twist and crumble, as, unlike normal Baangs, Jahad's Quality allowed his to emulate the very objects they resembled. This meant they generated their own gravitational wells, and, as a result of the heat cast off by the various star-like Baangs, all foreign Shinsu instantaneously evaporated.One of the things that had made Jahad 'unbeatable', even before he gained authority over several Floors, was his ability to absorb an endless amount of Shinsu from his surroundings while making it nigh-impossible for his opponents to do the same. Even the Great Warriors were powerless against this, as, from the moment they underwent Revolution on the Hell Express, their power had become extremely reliant on Shinsu. They could still fight without it, but, against an opponent like Jahad, the skills they accumulated before their ascent were simply useless. After all, while his current display of power was enough to make even the most skilled Wave Controllers doubt their title, Jahad was, first and foremost, the greatest Fisherman the Tower had ever known.Unfortunately, this title was from the era preceding Vahn's entrance into the Tower. Any one of his Templates would be able to give Jahad a run for his money, and, were someone like Musashi to get serious, he might not even survive their initial exchange. As for Vahn, well, he was currently batting aside stars and smashing black holes with his bare fists, a feat that would have undoubtedly excited a certain raven-haired monkey.Though it was somewhat unpleasant to feel his cells being pulled every which way by a number of conflicting gravitational wells, Vahn was able to maintain his original position. His intent was to let Jahad play all his cards, and, once the King had nothing else to give, he would draw the battle to its conclusion in a single, swift, strike. There was absolutely no suspense concerning how things would end, as, from the moment he ascended to Tier 5, Vahn's power had eclipsed virtually everything in the Tower. The only person who could have given him a run for his money was Ureko, but, thanks to his most recent breakthrough, even that was doubtful.Simply put, even Vahn wasn't quite sure how strong he had become. His status simply displayed a bunch of question marks, and, even when he fought against his own Templates, he no longer felt even an ounce of pressure. It was like his upper limit had been removed in its entirety, and, so long as he willed it, any opponent standing across from him would simply cease to exist with a wave of his hand.A testament to this fact, Vahn, having grown tired of the endless barrage of heat and gravitational incongruency, waved Laev-tan in the direction of Jahad. From an outside perspective, this was little more than a casual motion. As the person on the receiving end of the attack, however, Jahad's eyes widened as an invisible pressure formed a massive gulf in his onslaught of Shinsu. Then, despite his best efforts to stand his ground, he found himself careening through the wall of Shinsu summoned by the Call of the Leviathan. It took several seconds for him to regain his bearing, and, when he did, the first thing he saw was a massive 'divide' separating the top half of the wave from the bottom...Sensing that Jahad hadn't sustained a single injury, almost as if he had just struck an indestructible object, an approving hum emanated from Vahn's throat. He knew Jahad's immortality was a much higher grade than the other Great Warriors, but, feeling a numb sensation in his hand, it was fair to say that had been an understatement. Were it not for Laev-tan shrugging off the brunt of the force, it wasn't an exaggeration to say that he would have sustained all the damage he intended to inflict."Immortality centered around damage reflection...my, you're just full of surprises, aren't you...?"Though Vahn hadn't transmitted his voice through the void, Jahad was able to ascertain what he was saying thanks to the subtle fluctuations in the surrounding Shinsu. His perception and control actually dwarfed most High Ranking Wave Controller, so, despite Vahn's earlier provocations, Jahad was justifiably confident in his abilities. Were he facing any other opponent, this wouldn't even be a contest, as, the moment his foes unleashed their most powerful attacks, they would find themselves reduced to a pitiable state by one of his many curses, specifically his 'Curse of Retribution'.Unfortunately, Vahn wasn't just any opponent. In fact, he was unlike anything Jahad had ever faced before. Thus, for the first time since the Age of Genesis, a toothy grin spread across his face as he excitedly replied, "I'm just getting started...!"(A/N: Alternate Titles: 'Bully Mode Activated (O,...,O)...!','This confirms it. Vahn is denser than a black hole...','The demon that has accompanied Jahad since childhood is starting to awaken...and it ain't called Pride xD...')(A/N: Just thought I would let everyone know I'm starting up a new project called Nobunaga Oda's Isekai Cultivation Experience(NOICE). You can find the link posted in the comments section. Give it a read and let me know what you think.)https://bit.ly/2XBzAYu &lt;-(p.atreon link)paypal.me/EinlionDiscord Invite: https://discord.gg/Jwa8PKh

When everything was said and done, a total of three-and-a-half months had passed since the time of Vahn's shift in mentality.Though he could have significantly reduced the amount of time, at least from the perception of the people outside the Little Garden, he no longer felt like he needed to rush things. Instead, he found himself spending a fair amount of time simply listening to the world around him, as, even in a place like the Little Garden, the world was 'very' eager to be heard.Of course, as was often the case, the vast majority of Vahn's time was spent simply bonding with his family, friends, and loved ones. Reuniting with everyone had removed a substantial burden from his heart and mind. This was especially true in regards to his children, as, prior to their release from the Little Garden, they had been tucked away within the Emerald Grove.Now that a small city had emerged, practically overnight, Naruto and Hana could safely explore the outside world. The former had grown incredibly close to Xerneas due to spending most of his time in her forest, so, with Latias having taken a shine to him ever since he was born, there were very few places Naruto couldn't explore. As for Hana, she was the official protege of Madara, and, though he would never admit it, Izuna often watched over her from the shadows alongside Yoruichi and Angri.With virtually all of his Templates doting upon them, for obvious reasons, it wasn't an exaggeration to say that Vahn's children were safeguarded twenty-four-seven. They had also received a modified version of the System Template, so, even if something did happen to them, Vahn could always recall them using his Unit Management system. From an objective point of view, this sounded a little odd, but, considering the consequences should he overlook even a single potentiality, Vahn didn't mind being called a helicopter papa...---As part of the final phase of their plan to take over the 199th Floor, Vahn was accompanying the trio of Kyurem, Zekrom, and Reshiram as they battled against some of the most powerful Shinheuh in the entire Tower. This included a few god-like beings that eclipsed mountain ranges in sheer size, but, unfortunately for them, they were no match for the trio consisting of a handsome young man, a petite beauty, and, despite being the oldest among the trio, an adorable little loli.In the original Pokemon, Reshiram, Zekrom, and Kyurem made up what was known as the Tao Trio. In reality, they were actually one and the same creature. The original Rishiram and Zekrom could be fused with Kyurem to produce one of the most powerful Pokemon in existence, but, for the sake of simplicity, the Templated versions were effectively a father/mother/daughter trio with the power to amplify each others' attacks.Though quite a number of stories dedicated Reshiram as a female, Vahn had always found the color black more suitable for women. As a result, his variant of the Legendary Dragon/Fire Pokemon was a young man with windswept white hair and intelligent grey eyes attired in an outfit resembling a frayed white tuxedo with striped, off-colored, orange slacks.Accompanying the inordinately handsome young man was a petite beauty with raven-black hair and an athletic yet curvaceous figure. Her outfit was basically the antithesis of the young man, as, adhering to the colors of her true form, she wore a black shirt, grey leggings, black boots, and a black blazer with spiked cufflinks. This allowed the electric blue ribbon tied around her neck and hair to stand out, but, the moment you looked past them, the feature that would captivate people the most was her obsidian black pupils, ringed with luminous gold.Standing side-by-side, the duo, despite their contrasting color schemes, were what many would describe as a match made in heaven. The only incongruency was that they could always be seen following around an adorable monochromatic loli with blue-grey hair, a gothic-style grey dress, dark-grey riding boots, and, of all things, a jagged mask formed of pale ashen-blue ice. This was none other than Kyurem, and, despite being an Ice/Dragon Type Pokemon, she was an incredibly hot-headed young lady.In terms anime fans might find easier to understand, Kyurem had what some would refer to as an Ojou-sama complex. As for her parents, Reshiram and Zekrom, the former gave off the impression of a stoic and extremely competent butler. Zekrom, however, gave off the impression of someone inordinately kind, caring, and slightly airheaded. Together, the duo did their best to look after their ancestor-turned daughter, but, more often than not, they were simply dragged around as Kyurem set out to conquer the world with a combination of ice, overwhelming force, and cuteness.While this might sound like an exaggeration, the truth of the matter was that all three of the Tao Trio were Tier 5 beings. Any one of them would be able to conquer the Tower on their own, but, together, they were basically unstoppable. This was especially true for Kyurem, as, so long as her 'parents' were nearby, she could both produce and bend Fire, Ice, and Lightning at will.What made the trio especially terrifying was that their Realm functioned remarkably similar to a Reality Marble. In other words, they could superimpose their Realm onto reality, and, for a brief moment, their opponents would find themselves trapped in a world of perpetual darkness where the terrain was formed from liquid magma despite a frigid electrical storm rampaging overhead. This had earned their Realm the name 'Fire-Ice Tribulution', and, unless you possessed some form of immunity against Yin, Yang, and Purification Energy, surviving more than a few hours was difficult for even Tier 5s.With these factors taken into consideration, it wasn't even remotely surprising to see Kyurem, arms akimbo, laughing like a tyrannical imp as a Shinheuh reminiscent of a Long Dragon struggled to so much as raise its head. This was inarguably the most powerful Shinheuh in the entire Tower, but, in the face of Kyurem, a True Dragon that had already stepped into the realm of Tier 5, it was basically just a snake with teeth, claws, ivory antlers, and whiskers...Though she knew she would get scolded once everything was over, that didn't prevent Kyurem from raising the back of her hand to her mouth, pinky extended as she leaned back and laughed even louder. She greatly enjoyed watching massive creatures freeze to death, and, thanks to the guidance she had received from Eva, she had become remarkably apt at targetting key muscles and joints to debilitate her opponent. This allowed her to draw out the freezing process, and, though it earned her a fair amount of admonishment from Vahn, she was, secretly, quite fond of his chidings.Fortunately for the Long, the ever-silent Reshiram eventually produced a ghostly blue flame that made short work of the river-sized creature. This earned him a glare from Kyurem, but, before she could say anything, Zekrom hugged her from behind, a gentle smile on her face as she said, "Be a good girl. If you take things too far, there will be no dessert after dinner."Though her response was to harumph in a rather haughty manner, arms crossed in defiance, the lack of a more vocal reaction was indicative of just how important dessert was to Kyurem. In fact, had she been given the option, the only distinction in her diet would be the varying flavors of ice cream, pudding, and cheesecake she consumed.Without letting Kyurem escape her grasp, Zekrom turned towards Reshiram, the corners of her smile turning upward as the handsome man habitually averted his eyes. This gave her a sudden and intense urge to tease him, but, deciding to save it until later, she simply smiled even more radiantly as she proposed, "Shall we return home~?"After quickly adjusting his tie, Reshiram responded with a curt, "Umu..." before creating a fiery blue portal with a wave of his hand. As Tier 5 beings, manipulating their respective Laws to influence the fabric of Space-Time was a relatively simple feat. It was significantly less effective than the variation used by Vahn, but, so long as they used their energy to produce the correct equation, teleportation could be achieved by virtually anyone. The only issue was, unless you possessed godly control skills, accidents weren't simply likely, they were expected.Fortunately, simply by achieving Tier 5, the world would proactively coordinate with you in order to realize the phenomenon you are trying to produce. This might not seem fair from the perspective of lower-tiered creatures, but, from the perspective of the cosmos, coordinating with Tier 5 beings was necessary for maintaining the integrity of the Universe. After all, Tier 5s were multiversal level individuals, so, were they to make a 'mistake', the consequences would be beyond measure.In Reshiram's case, he didn't have to worry about making mistakes, as, prior to his creation, Vahn had already completed his stint in the Toaruverse. This allowed Templates produced afterward to benefit from the knowledge he had acquired from countless grimoires, so, while his teleportation gate resembled a portal to Hell, the truth of the matter was that Reshiram, specifically, made it to look like that. He might appear cool, calm, and collected on the outside, but, were you to possess an ability to read minds, this illusion would be shattered in an instant. In reality, he was an extreme Chuunibyou, as, during their creation, Vahn had been thinking about anime stereotypes that might be interesting to observe in real life.With Zekrom and Kyurem unable to see his face, a somewhat sadistic smile immediately developed across Reshiram as he stared into his 'Flaming Netherportal' and resisted the urge to strike a pose. While this might lead others to believe he had remarkable restraint, the truth of the matter was that his resistance was just another aspect of his Chuunybyouism. He regarded his Pokemon form as if it were some kind of ancient dragon that had been sealed away, and, every time he 'released' its blue flames, he played the part of someone barely holding the seal together.What Reshiram didn't know what that Zekrom, thanks to their unique bond, could hear each and every one of his internal monologues. Instead of judging him, however, her inordinately kind nature caused her to find his behavior adorable. This was the reason she was constantly smiling, as, despite their problematic natures, Zekrom knew Reshiram's and Kyurem's true natures. This allowed her to become increasingly efficient at handling them both, and, had it not been for her clumsy and kind nature, she could have easily manipulated the duo into doing whatever she wanted...Seeing the trio depart through the portal, Vahn emerged from his position within the void to stare down at the half-frozen/half-eviscerated Long. He had actually been against the idea of culling the 'Lords' of the 199th Floor. They were intelligent creatures capable of communicating, and, at least in a few instances, transforming into humans. Unfortunately, they made the mistake of trying to target his children while they were out exploring, so, after a brief period of negotiations, Vahn ordered the execution of every Lord that refused to compromise and sign a contract.Though it was a tyrannical and arguably cruel act, the 'purpose' of Shinheuh within the Tower was to hinder and eliminate those attempting to reach its peak. It was possible to reach a compromise, but, were it not for the authority and protections afforded them by Gluttony, there would be no end to the number of Shinheuh attempting to attack their settlement. This was, simply put, the way they were made. Thus, while it was ultimately his fault for never officially inducting Naruto and Hana into his Familia, Vahn had never hesitated to eliminate beings who refused to compromise...especially if they were brazen enough to target his children...(A/N: Alternate Titles: 'Tier 5 Helicopter Papa o_o...','Kuh...! 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Chapter 2022: Request