Endless Path : Infinite Cosmos

Extricating himself from a pile of debris that buried him beneath hundreds of meters of earth, Hell Joe couldn't help feeling a little shaken as he viewed the hemispherical crater formed from Vahn's release of energy. It had completely erased a series of small mountains, and, more surprisingly, an area nearly 80km across had been completely glassed.At the very center of this devastation, reminiscent of an azure star, a figure with luminescent green hair, golden horns, emerald green scales, and a monkey-like tail could be seen standing with their arms crossed. Joe recognized this to be the same posture he had adopted previously, his expression darkening considerably as he took to the sky like a crimson meteor, ascending to shout, "It doesn't matter what you do! So long as you are on the Floor of Death, your defeat is inevitable! Come-"Followed by the sound of a thunderclap, Vahn appeared right in front of Hell Joe, hands clasped around the man's insectoid horns. Then, before the light from the azure lightning could even begin to fade, his forehead impacted Hell Joe's with enough force to break off both horns before sending the man smashing into the glassy pit with catastrophic force. It was like the ground for hundreds of meters had simply collapsed, descending much like a sinkhole to form an abyssal impression in the ground below.Tossing aside Joe's horns, Vahn took a deep breath to steady himself before bringing his palms near each other and adopting a slouched stance with both arms facing backward. He imagined himself hold a ball formed from pure energy, and, in response to the image, a vibrant sphere of azure light collected between his palms. To make things even more problematic for Joe, he used the Shinsu Black Hole Sphere to amplify the ability, completely bypassing the limitations he had placed on the Shinsu Density.With the center of the sphere gaining a perturbing black luster, Vahn waited until Joe erupted from the massive sinkhole to teleport beneath the enraged tyrant. This left the latter at a complete loss, as, due to the power he had been bestowed, his mastery over the innumerable Laws, Space included, was negligible at best. His use of Severing Laws seemed to be an inherent component of the Red Thryssa, so, while he was able to sense the spatial fluctuations, there was little he could do against an opponent who could instantaneously teleport.Gambling on the man's immortality, Vahn couldn't help but crack a smile as he finished the final syllable of the chant spoken within his head, shouting, "Ha...!" as he brought his hands forward and released a catastrophic energy beam that instantly pierced through the ceiling of the Floor of Death. This was only the beginning, however, as, rather than be mitigated by the extremely dense corpse of the Floor Guardian, the Shinsu within served to empower the beam further. As a result, it cut through the entirety of the Floor Guardian's corpse before continuing onward and impacting the ceiling of the 43rd Floor in less than three seconds.Surprised by the output of his own attack, Vahn held his hand before him, azure eyes reflecting the vibrant bands of electricity that still danced across his palms. This was the first time he had used an attack like this outside the Little Garden, and, due to the variations in the Laws and the stability of the surrounding space, its power was far beyond expectation.Shaking his head, Vahn allowed his hands to fall as he spread his senses through the area in search of Hell Joe. He knew it would take more than atomization to put the immortal man down, but, due to the inclusion of the Black Hole Sphere, it was hard to be certain. Fortunately, he had the Law of Identity at his side to confirm the man was both alive and hiding.Infusing the Law of Authority into his voice, allowing it to effectively reach every inhabitant of the Floor of Death, Vahn adopted a stern and slightly mocking tone as he mused, "I'm still waiting for you to show me the futility of confronting a God. Don't tell me...are you the God of Cowards? That would explain a lot..."Sensing the attack long before the flash of light reached him, Vahn held up his hand to intercept Joe's claws with his open palm. Then, using the motion of the man's attack against him, he twisted the former's arm at a painful angle before kicking him in the side with enough force to sever his upper and bottom halves.Despite the loss of his lower body, Hell Joe maintained a surprisingly resolute expression on his face as his insectoid maw opened to reveal a vibrant beam of light. At the same time, his mane-like collar seemed to ignite in a manner similar to Karna's mantle, intense heat radiating from his body as a destructive and highly penetrative beam emanated from his many-toothed mouth.With Joe's clawed hand still in his grasp, Vahn simply jerked the man to the side while twisting his head to evade the lightspeed attack. This was one of the limitations of energy-based attacks, as, despite their incredible power, those with quick enough reaction times could easily evade them. After all, while the attack itself might be lightspeed, the motions and build-up of the energy were, at best, around 30% the speed of light.Using the same motion as his evasive maneuver, Vahn released Joe's quickly regenerating body, twisting around with enough force to create a vacuum to prevent the man's escape before giving him another sharp blow to the bottom jaw. This caused Joe's maw to slam shut, teeth shattering from the force of the blow before the bottom half of his face exploded due to the energy from his own attack.Realizing the man wasn't going to tire out any time soon, irrespective of the number of times he was injured, a resolute sheen flashed across Vahn's eyes as he bent forward, left arm pointing at Joe's chest while his right hand pointed back. Immediately thereafter, an incredibly complex eight trigrams formation appeared beneath him, seemingly embedding itself within the air to create a translucent platform as he began a precision assault on the energy network within both Joe's and the Red Thyrssa's bodies.Feeling his connection with the surrounding Shinsu being severed, Joe's eyes widened as he tried to evade backward. To his surprise, a network of golden chains had appeared to block his retreat, and, for reasons he couldn't understand, simply contacting them was enough to send a numbing sensation throughout his entire body. It was like being electrocuted, and, as a result, he couldn't even raise his arms as Vahn continued to press various pressure points on his body.Wrapping things up, quite literally, Vahn used Enkidu to bind the paralyzed Joe before asking, "Is this the limit of the power you were provided? You thought this was enough to proclaim yourself a God? From my perspective, you are just a frog trapped within a well. Tell me, have you ever trained a day in your life? What have you done to try and master this power that was provided to you...?"With his arms splayed out to the side, almost as if he had been crucified, Joe raised his head to reveal unbridled hatred in his ghostly eyes as he shouted, "You don't know anything! I tried my best to bring positive change to the Floor of Death, but those bastards in the Grand family kept undermining all of my efforts! They even installed a fucking child to be the leader when I tried to handle things diplomatically via a vote! Tell me, what else was I supposed to do when everyone in power did everything possible to fuck me over!?"Though he had been tempted to interrupt the moment Joe mentioned him not knowing anything, Vahn waited until the man was gasping for air before snorting through his nose and giving him a crisp smack across the face. Then, with an uncharacteristically contemptuous look in his eyes, he firmly stated, "You were supposed to keep trying. If you truly believed in your ideals, you wouldn't have abandoned your sincerity in the pursuit of even greater power. You also wouldn't have locked yourself away in a fortress, holing yourself up like a hikikomori who only reads comics and watches the news day in and day out. Most importantly, you would never have resorted to torturing people who were wholly unrelated to your ambitions. You can accuse others all you like, but, the moment you stopped caring about the means to complete your objective, you became nothing more than a self-serving tyrant. Pathetic..."Spitting out a broken tooth, Hell Joe maintained his indignant look even as his mind raced due to the realization that he wasn't healing properly. This earned him a disapproving head shake from Vahn, but, more importantly, a familiar sigh could be heard emanating from beyond the periphery of his vision. This caused an instinctual shudder to pass through his body, followed by a sinking feeling as he averted his eyes from Vahn to find an athletic-looking woman with golden hair and crimson eyes staring at him with a disappointed frown. There was also a striking beauty with pale-blue hair and a winter parka standing next to her, but, compared to the former, she didn't stand out all that much.Preempting any excuses Joe might try and give, Ureko plainly stated, "I lack the words to express how disappointed I am in you. I gave you the Red Thryssa because I believed in your dream and ambitions. How did you go from an idealistic pipe cleaner to a tyrant in just a few short decades? There are people climbing the Tower who dedicate hundreds of years to improve their strength so they can achieve their dreams. What the hell happened to you, Joe?"With Joe unable to utter so much a single syllable in his defense, Vahn made things a little easier for him, explaining, "He got duped by FUG. They lied and told him that he would be able to leave the Floor of Death if he managed to provide them with the final fragment of the Thorn. The most pitiable thing about the situation is that FUG already knew where the final fragment was located. The only reason they associated with Joe was to bide time until they could develop a method to extract and use the Red Thryssa for themselves. Unfortunately, they quickly realized that its power was useless beyond the 43rd Floor, but, rather than informing Joe of the futility of his actions, they allowed him to play God in order to maintain control over the Floor of Death."Hearing Vahn's explanation, Joe's expression resembled the face of an ambitious youth who had just learned of their terminal illness. As for Ureko, her eyes released a subtle glow that sent shivers through everyone present, Vahn included, as she darkly uttered, "I see...once we're finished here, I'll have you reveal the names of everyone involved in this scheme. It seems FUG has forgotten my previous warning about sticking their noses into my business..."Though his power had increased exponentially since their last meeting, Vahn got the impression that Ureko was still far beyond him. Considering she was also a Tier 5 being, however, this wasn't all that surprising. She was likely the most powerful being in the entire Tower, and, were it not for the restrictions she had placed upon herself, the Empire might have already been destroyed.Nodding his head in response to Ureko's words, Vahn was about to say something when a rather dangerous smile spread across the former's face. Then, like a glutton who had just happened upon an expansive buffet, her crimson tongue briefly parted her lips, moisturizing her vermillion border as she remarked, "You've gotten significantly stronger since our last meeting. I never expected you to actually defeat Joe. Handily at that..."Feeling as though Ureko had suddenly become a giant predator gazing down upon him, a natural frown developed across Vahn's face as his draconic aura began to surge in response. This caused the glowing of her eyes to become even more vibrant, but, before things could escalate further, a hammer-like fist smacked into the back of her head, followed by the beauty at her side remarking, "If you don't hurry up and introduce me, don't blame me if I continue ignoring you."Rubbing the back of her head, Ureko adopted a slightly apologetic look that better resembled a mischievous grin as she said, "No need to resort to violence. Besides, didn't I tell you before? Vahn knows everything he wants to know. Based on his reaction when we first arrived, he already knew we were coming. Much less your name, I bet he can accurately tell you all three of your sizes and the age you were when you stopped wetting the bed."Raising her hand, Garam attempted to give Ureko another punch. This time, however, the latter easily evaded her fist, snickering playfully as she instantaneously appeared behind Vahn. This left Garam with an annoyed frown on her face, but, compared to the hatred that had appeared in Joe's eyes the moment he saw Ureko shielding herself behind Vahn, it was a relatively tame response...(A/N: Alternate Titles: 'Where all the shouting at?','*Casually evades lasers*','No secrets are safe from Loi-chan (O w O)...!')https://bit.ly/2XBzAYu &lt;-(p.atreon link)paypal.me/EinlionDiscord Invite: https://discord.gg/Jwa8PKh

After a long conversation regarding Hell Joe's fate, Vahn agreed to let Wolhaiksong take him into custody after conferring with Ryun and Ai. Their vengeance wasn't his responsibility to mete out, so, knowing Joe was yet another victim of circumstance, Ryun took the initiative to pardon him on the premise that Ureko forego seeking recompense from FUG.Ureko wasn't particularly fond of the idea that FUG's actions would go unpunished, but, knowing the names of the people directly responsible, she agreed to let the organization as a whole off the hook. The Slayer known as Karaka, however, had just found himself at the very top of her personal 'shit list'. This all but guaranteed a conflict between Wolhaiksong and the military forces of Karaka, a battle the latter had virtually no hope of winning.Since there was nothing she could do to actually stop Ureko, Ryun had little choice but to accept the former's compromise. It helped that her opinion of Karaka had decreased drastically over the last year or so, as, more than any other representative of FUG, he was the one regularly interfering with Vahn's ascent. His actions had nearly resulted in the destruction of the entire organization, so, while she was predisposed to support the actions of all Slayers, she would not lament his passing...---With the matter of Hell Joe largely resolved, Vahn found himself in a rather awkward yet familiar situation, a wry smile on his face as he escorted Garam through the various Layers of the Little Garden with Ureko riding on his shoulders. She really did remind him of the 'younger' version of Mordred at time, and, despite his protests, there was little he could do to actually stop her from doing whatever she wanted.Fortunately, though her behavior regularly demonstrated otherwise, Ureko had enough wherewithal to understand when she shouldn't fool around. Thus, shortly before their arrival on the Eighth Layer, she promptly alighted from his shoulders, saying, "It's been a long time. I'll be expecting a feast and some delicious alcohol to celebrate our reunion. Afterward, I have a surprise for you. You better not peek."Punctuating her words with the cracking of her knuckles, Vahn rolled his eyes as he sent a telepathic message to deter the Law of Identity's usual antics. He might be curious to ascertain how his power compared to someone like Ureko, but, given her personality, fighting against her all but guaranteed he would experience some indignity. His draconic nature didn't allow him to abide such slights with grace, so, until he was confident in his victory, Vahn didn't want to carelessly trigger the aggressive dragoness' more primal instincts.Smiling in response to Ureko's warning, Vahn habitually extended his hand to caress her smooth golden hair as he said, "I'm looking forward to it." in a relaxed tone. This earned him an incredulous look from Garam, who, despite having no reaction to Ureko's antics, couldn't believe that the latter would accept such treatment from another person.Rather than resist Vahn's touch, Ureko just giggled with a mischievous glimmer in her eyes as she turned them up at him and remarked, "As bold as ever..." in a tone that was equal parts seductive and predatory.Though he felt a strong compulsion to retract his hand, Vahn moved to caress the side of Ureko's face, thumb nearly brushing her lips as he said, "Would you have allowed me to place my mark on your back if I was lacking in boldness...?"With her pupils contracting to form thin lines, an amused snicker emanated from Ureko's throat as she abruptly reached between Vahn's trouser legs, firmly grasping his sleeping member with a smile on her face. Rather than speaking her initial thoughts, however, her expression quickly changed to one of mild surprise as she offhandedly remarked, "Seriously? You really are a monster..."Suppressing the physiological response of his body, Vahn snatched Ureko's hand with a deadpan expression on his face as he said, "We should get going. There are quite a number of introductions that need to be made. Besides...we're making Garam uncomfortable..."Hearing the mention of her name, Garam reacted with a slight start, eyes widening for a moment as she waved her hand in a dismissive manner and said, "Oh, don't mind me. I'm just a little surprised. I always assumed Ureko had a thing for women so I never expected to see her behaving like this with a man. I guess this means you're bisexual...?"Reacting to Garam's words, Ureko puffed out her cheeks in a sham pout before promptly declaring, "There's nothing wrong with appreciating beauty! It's not my fault this Tower is full of small-minded assholes and arrogant pricks...!"Sensing the conversation was flowing in a dangerous direction, Vahn attempted to intervene, but, before he could interject, Garam looked directly at him, arms crossed as she asked, "So? What are your intentions? Ureko informed me of the basics, but she sucks at explaining things in detail. Tell me, what do you know of Arlene Grace? Is it true you're trying to collect Princesses of Jahad, or are you actually just after the 13 Month Series? Is the Tower really just a means for people to ascend to a higher plane of existence? What do you know of the worlds above...?"Though he could understand the reason for Garam's curiosity, Vahn couldn't help but get annoyed whenever someone threw a bunch of questions his way. He didn't mind discussing such things, but, for a variety of reasons, he disliked being interrogated. Garam's body language also made it pretty clear that she expected an answer, and, though she wasn't overtly looking down on him, her former status and authority as a Princess of Jahad had obviously left their mark.Reacting with a deadpan expression that left Garam feeling taken aback, Vahn exacerbated things by plainly asking, "If I told you my aim was to 'collect' each of the Princesses, what would you do? Have you considered the repercussions of asking such a question or do you hold yourself in such high regard that you expect it to give you some kind of leverage against me?"Raising his hand to prevent Garam from speaking, Vahn briefly shifted his attention to the Law of Identity, shaking his head as he said, "Forget it. You'll realize the ridiculousness of your words soon enough. For now, let us be on our way. All of your questions will be answered in due time."Without waiting for Garam's response, Vahn created a circular portal connecting the Seventh and Eighth Layers before stepping through. This was a lot easier than trying to transfer Ureko directly, and, most importantly, it allowed him to move on ahead of the duo.Not expecting such a reaction, Garam was at even more of a loss than before, mouth slightly agape as she looked to Ureko for answers. In response, the latter simply shrugged her shoulders, a slightly amused smile on her face as she said, "I did tell you he was an Emperor. Though he doesn't act like one ninety percent of the time, he still has the pride of someone who rules over countless others. If you had asked him in a more casual manner, he probably would have answered you without giving it a second thought. Now, he probably thinks you're just another pampered Princess with an over-inflated sense of entitlement."Frowning in response to Ureko's words, Garam was about to say something in her defense when the former suddenly became uncharacteristically serious, adding, "A few months ago, that man was at a level where he could barely defeat one of the weakest High Rankers. Now, he can trade blows with three of the most powerful Princesses of Jahad, Adori included, without sustaining any serious injuries. Given his current rate of growth, it won't even take him another ten years to surpass me in strength. If you think someone like that cares about the status and machinations of people trapped within a Tower, you really do have an overwhelming sense of entitlement..."Finished with her words of warning, Ureko performed a half-hearted wave before motioning to step through the portal Vahn had created. Before doing so, however, she stopped to take a look over her shoulder, smiling as she said, "Don't worry. That sentiment applies pretty broadly. If he doesn't care about your machinations, he obviously wouldn't care about something like a gaff. Unless you make a big deal out of it, he'll probably act like this little hiccup never happened. That man is pretty weak against pretty women, so, even without asking for help, I bet he would lend you a hand of his own accord."With that said, an amused chuckle emanated from Ureko's throat as she stepped through the portal and disappeared. This left Garam alone to contemplate her words, a mix of reflection and confusion visible in her icy-white eyes as she assumed a thinking posture and mused, "It would seem I need to expand my horizons...the Tower and its politics are beginning to seem increasingly insignificant..."---Unaware of the sentiments of her elder sister, Maschenny used the months following her encounter with Vahn to ascend to the 123rd Floor of the Tower. More specifically, she ventured to one of the most isolated and secure regions of the entire Floor, an area of perpetual twilight where a massive floating castle could periodically be seen phasing in and out of view among a sea of luminescent clouds.With most forms of flight restricted in the region, Maschenny was forced to ride a gondola-like ship drawn by a pair of Shinheuh that greatly resembled giant seahorses. This took the better part of an hour, but, having become accustomed to such procedures, she was able to remain relatively calm as the nervous gondolier guided the ship through one of many hidden grottos leading further into the floating castle.After destroying a number of automatons that attempted to have her complete mundane tasks and solve various riddles, Maschenny finally reached the underground entrance to a hidden observatory guarded by a number of Royal Guards. This was the very heart of the island-like floating castle, and, though there was a massive palace nearby, the latter was merely a cover to distract anyone entering the veritable fortress without permission.Standing at the very front of the group of guards, a petite man with dark silver hair and a neatly trimmed mustache could be seen waiting for Maschenny's arrival. He was dressed identically to a Butler, but, in actuality, he was one of the most prestigious Guides employed by the Empire, an Advanced Ranker known as Alumik Edrok.Bowing low in response to Maschenny's arrival, Alumik adopted a respectful tone as he said, "It is our pleasure to welcome you, Princess Maschenny. Unfortunately, Princess Repellista is still in low spirits due to the loss of her favorite pillow. Unless it is a matter of utmost importance, I would ask that you not disturb her until a replacement can be found."Frowning in response to Alumik's words, Maschenny uttered the first words that came to her mind, asking, "Don't tell me...Ureko also came here...?"Offering a curt nod in response, Alumik went on to explain, "Indeed. The castle was invaded by Miss Ureko some four months prior. Since then, Princess Repellista has been in poor spirits since none of her replacement pillows can compare to the one she received from Lady Blossom. We have already tried contacting the Eurasia Family in an attempt to procure a replacement, but it would seem Lady Blossom has been in a deep slumber for the last couple of months..."Exhaling an uncharacteristically tired sigh, Maschenny shook her head in mild exasperation before saying, "Whatever. Take me to Repellista's room. I'm certain she will agree to meet with me. I have a lot of important matters to discuss with her. Tell her I'm willing to negotiate with the Eurasia Family on her behalf, and, if necessary, I will visit the 77th Floor in an attempt to recover her pillow."Bowing low in response to Maschenny's words, Alumik stated, "I will inform her at once. For now, please enjoy some hot cocoa prepared by our staff. Princess Repellista received quite a large sum of cocoa beans as a tribute from the Chocoa Kingdom. I'm certain you will find it palatable."Since there was no merit in making Repellista upset, Maschenny replied with a curt nod of her own before following a Maid with rabbit ears into a nearby waiting room. There, she waited patiently for Repellista's reply, as, in spite of the fact she had yet to even begin her climb, the enigmatic Princess was one of the most influential within the entire Tower. She even had the support of several Family Leaders, and, though it was generally impossible to manipulate Shinsu prior to becoming a Regular and forming a contract with the Guardians, Repellista had a rare talent that eclipsed even the most prodigious members of the Eurasia Family.In recognition of Repellista's talent, the Leader of the Tu Perie Family had gifted her an Opera, one of only three in the entire Tower. This allowed her to drastically increase her status among the other Princesses, as, unlike a normal Lighthouse, the range of an Opera was functionally infinite. It could see practically everything taking place within the Tower, and, unless they had been modified by an inordinately skilled Light Bearer, she could hack most Lighthouses and Pockets to further expand her information network. This made her, inarguably, the most dependable information broker in the entire Tower, and, so long as you could satisfy her requests, there were very few things she couldn't find through her incomprehensibly vast network...(A/N: Alternate Titles: 'Vahn ain't ready to tame this dragon...','Imagine Garam's reaction when she meets Vahn's harem xD...','A voyeur that can even rival Vahn...')https://bit.ly/2XBzAYu &lt;-(p.atreon link)paypal.me/EinlionDiscord Invite: https://discord.gg/Jwa8PKh

Seated high atop a spiraling pillar of stone, a man with ashen grey skin, ghastly blue hair, matching eyes, long pointed ears, and small antennae could be seen slouching forward as he watched various news reports regarding the Tower. At his side, a massive stag beetle, approximately twenty meters in height and twice that in length, silently clicked its mandibles in frustration.Much like the giant stag beetle, the grey-skinned man, garbed in a thick hooded parka that was adorned with a thick furred collar, could sense the turmoil occurring outside. His body housed a unique parasitic organism known as the Red Thryssa, the supposed offspring of the Guardian that had been killed by Enryu. As a result, he could sense fluctuations in the surrounding Shinsu, and, when he got serious, even former High Rankers were unable to offer any resistance against him.Long ago, the man, better known as Hell Joe, would have spared no effort in ensuring the people under his charge were well protected. He had been the type to face his enemies directly, and, for a time, no manner of setback could deter him from doing what was best for his people.A stark contrast to his former self, someone even Ureko had taken an interest in, the current Hell Joe was unmoved by the sounds of conflict occurring in his own fortress. He 'knew' everyone was immortal, so, even if he took his time, it wasn't like anyone was going to die. Instead, he continued shoveling handfuls of various different snacks into his mouth as his insect-like wings twitched due to his rising frustration.Though some might mistakenly believe he was frustrated by the outside disturbances, the truth of the matter was that Hell Joe was tired of watching the news. For reasons he couldn't understand, his contacts within FUG had given him an old-school television that only showed various different news stations. It wasn't that these weren't interesting to watch, but, rather than entertain him, the various happenings in the Tower only made him more envious of the fact he was trapped within the Floor of Death.Biting his thumbnail in frustration, Hell Joe murmured, "That damn Karaka. When I get out of here, the first thing I'm going to do is take a can opener to that tin-faced lunatic! Who the fuck gifts out a television that only shows the news!? Are you trying to taunt me!? Huh!?"As if to answer his questions, an explosion, accompanied by a considerable amount of dust and debris, occurred near the entrance of the chamber. This was enough to earn Hell Joe's attention, as, from within the cloud of dust, a petite figure with a bone mask and a pointed hood could be seen reaching out towards him, groaning, "Master Joe...help...us..."Following the cry for help, a strange yellow-orange piece of paper created a tunnel-like vortex within the remaining cloud of dust before impacting the masked figure's forehead. Immediately thereafter, the figure ceased moving in its entirety as the silhouette of a man emerged from the entrance to the chamber, asserting, "You must be Hell Joe..."Other than frowning slightly, Hell Joe didn't seem to care that the central chamber of his fortress had been breached. Instead, he sized up the figure that had invaded, asking, "Who the hell are you supposed to be? I thought for sure you were that blue-haired Bitch Hermit from North City. Don't tell me this is some kind of ploy from those FUG assholes?"Largely ignoring the man, Vahn listened as the Law of Identity revealed the reasons for Hell Joe's tyranny. His connection with FUG wasn't even remotely surprising. What did catch him off guard was the fact that the man seemed to have a mild obsession with Ureko, the source of the strange creature fused with his body.Realizing the man had a connection with Ureko, a frown immediately developed across Vahn's face as he wondered what had occurred to send the man down this dark path. Ureko wasn't the type of person who would empower the wicked and empower them with the ability to oppress others. Her sense of righteousness was even greater than his, and, had she known about the events occurring within this place, he couldn't imagine her staying silent.Clearing up his confusion, the Law of Identity promptly changed into Ureko before explaining, "It seems like she has the Workshop developing some kind of tool to extract a creature known as the Red Thryssa from his body? She also seems to know that you have come to the Floor of Death and is intending to surprise you."Genuinely surprised by the revelation, Vahn ignored the increasingly frustrated Hell Joe, asking, "Is she here?" in a slightly concerned tone.Seemingly amused by his reaction, the Law of Identity began to snicker in an eerily similar way to the actual Ureko before nodding her head and revealing, "Yup~! She is currently meeting with a woman named Garam Jahad."Following the revelation, the Law of Identity transformed into a rather striking beauty with bluish-white hair that became progressively darker towards the ends. She almost looked like a member of the Khun Family, but, based on the aura emanating from her body, it was more likely that she was the daughter of two different Families.Nodding her head in affirmation, the Law of Identity revealed, "Her father was a member of the Tu Perie Family and her mother was an exiled member of the Khun Family. You're in luck. It seems she has taken an interest in you after learning about your existence from Ureko."Raising his brows in response to the Law of Identity's words, Vahn was about to ask for clarification when Hell Joe suddenly leaped from his perch, his expression a caricature of unrestrained anger as he shouted, "Are you seriously ignoring me!? I'll fucking end you, you sorry sack of shit...!!"Shifting his attention back to the man, Vahn watched as the antennae on his head became crimson red horns. At the same time, a carapace-like mask formed from the same crimson material grew to cover the lower half of his face, its final shape resembling a mix between an insectoid maw and the face of a demon. It honestly looked a little cool, especially with his thick-furred parka and the large clawed gauntlet that had grown along his right arm. Unfortunately, Vahn hadn't exactly come here to admire the man; so, before the transformation could complete, his fist had already impacted the mask, shattering both it and Hell Joe's jaw.Demonstrating a remarkable resilience and an even more ludicrous recovery rate, Hell Joe spit a few broken teeth and bone fragments from his mouth before wiping away the blood to reveal his fully healed jaw. The mask, however, didn't immediately grow back as the energy within his system became increasingly tumultuous.Realizing the interloper wasn't someone he could look down upon, Hell Joe's wrathful expression morphed into a mask of calm as he remarked, "You certainly have the strength to back up your arrogance. It's too-"Moving the moment he sensed the man trying to muster his energy, Vahn kicked Hell Joe in the diaphragm with enough force to send him smashing through the walls of the fortress. He wasn't the type to let his enemy monologue while they sneakily prepared an attack. Thus, while he was a little interested in the power of the Red Thryssa, it wasn't like he would never have the chance to face an actual Floor Guardian...Hugging the hole in his chest, Hell Joe rapidly regenerated from his wounds as a bead of sweat rolled from his forehead. He had thought that the Red Thryssa had made him invincible, but, as if he was just an insect waiting to be crushed, his defenses offered no protection against the fists of his assailant. This was something he had never expected, so, for the first time in decades, he began to fully focus on what was happening right in front of him.Unaware of the existential crisis he was forcing Hell Joe to undergo, Vahn emerged from the Red Fortress with a golden aura emanating from his body. He had become rather fond of the Ancient Saiyan transformations, and, though they placed a heavy burden on both his mind and body, the strain on his spirit was surprisingly small. Thus, with functionally unlimited stamina and an Innate that provided him clarity of mind in virtually all circumstances, the Super Saiyan transformations were surprisingly easy to pull off.Surprised by the energy emanating from his opponent, Hell Joe did what he believed to be the most sensible thing, given the circumstances, shouting, "Zero Area...!" as a peculiar white pulse erupted from his body. This caused the Shinsu Density for thousands of kilometers to drop to a near-zero amount, effectively rendering Shinsu Control Skills completely useless.Unaffected by the sudden change in Shinsu Density, Vahn punched the surprised Joe with a fist shrouded in golden ki. Then, before his body could be sent flying backward, a gold energy sphere appeared in his hand, growing at a rate faster than the former's departing velocity. As a result, his half-transformed body was completely shrouded in a sphere of golden ki that promptly turned in a column of light that sent him smashing into the ground several hundred kilometers away in an instant.Though it wasn't exactly necessary, Vahn instinctually shielded his eyes in response to the massive sun-like explosion on the horizon. He was gambling on the fact that even the insects on the Floor of Death possessed a form of immortality, so, while he would generally avoid such catastrophic attacks near population centers, this was one of the few places in the Tower where he didn't have to worry about the sequelae caused by his attacks.As that thought crossed his mind, Vahn was slightly surprised by the emergence of a violent red figure from within the massive explosion. His domain only extended to around 37km by default, so, while he was easily able to react to most attacks, including those that exceeded the speed of light, he was effectively blind to attacks from outside the range of his senses.Raising his arm, Vahn blocked the fierce-looking claws of Hell Joe's right hand with his exposed forearm. To his surprise, four unreasonably sharp blades of energy erupted at the point of contact, instantaneously tracing across his forearm, face, neck, shoulder, and several hundred meters of empty air before promptly slicing through the Red Fortress without slowing in the slightest.Not expecting Hell Joe's attack to be infused with Severing Laws, an amused chuckle escaped from Vahn's throat as the bloody lines across his body instantaneously healed. Then, before the former could recover from his shock, Vahn twisted his hand to snatch Joe's wrist, crushing both it and the clawed gauntlet with an even more unreasonable amount of strength.Executing one of the techniques he rarely had the opportunity to show off, the silhouette of an Azure Dragon manifested around Vahn's body as he performed a spiraling uppercut towards Joe's jaw. Accompanying said manifestation, a majestic roar shook the entirety of the Floor of Death as the azure figure smashed into the fleshy ceiling located several tens of kilometers above.Though an impressive network of tunnels and pipes had been established to control the flow of Shinsu-like blood entering the Floor of Death, a veritable pillar of the crimson liquid emerged from the large hole created by Vahn's attack. This created an eerie sight to behold for the few observers watching the battle in the distance, but, more importantly, the baptism of blood provided Joe with a much-needed respite and a rather drastic increase in his combat capabilities.Emerging from the shower of blood with a muscular figure, massive red horns, a rather stylish noh mask, and a large mane of ashen-white hair, Hell Joe couldn't help but cross his arms tauntingly as he said, "Your efforts are futile. In this place, I am a God. All you've managed to achieve thus far is ensuring your death will not be painless. I will keep you here and torture you until you are nothing but a dried-up husk that knows nothing but pain and suffering. In the end, you will beg for death."Raising his brows in response to the man's words, Vahn adopting a somewhat incredulous look on his face as he remarked, "This is why power should never be given to people. I generally try not to look down on my opponents, but you...you are truly pitiable. It would seem you've been trapped in this place for far too long. Let me show you what a true God looks like..."Taking advantage of the fact that Joe was still attempting to absorb the Shinsu contained within the column of blood, Vahn crossed his arms in front of his body while tucking his legs up to form a ball. Immediately thereafter, brilliant blue lightning began to flicker along the periphery of his aura as the interior transitioned from a vibrant golden luster to an even more radiant bluish-white.Sensing the phenomenal energy surging from Vahn's body, Hell Joe's eyes widened as he moved to instinctually interfere with the transformation. Unfortunately, the moment he saw the blue light, it was already far too late to take action. As a result, he ended up being blasted away as a mighty roar emanated from Vahn's throat, collapsing the surrounding space as his hair shifted from pale-golden to a luminous azure-green...(A/N: Alternate Titles: 'The Law of Identity enjoys ruining surprises xD...','Joe be like, "Behold! My second transformation...!"','Vahn be like, "Hold my Dwarven Stout..."')https://bit.ly/2XBzAYu &lt;-(p.atreon link)paypal.me/EinlionDiscord Invite: https://discord.gg/Jwa8PKh

Chapter 1898: A Demonstration of True Power