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Post by Seraphina Noir on Jun 4, 2020 18:04:25 GMT -5
It was a long day that lead in to a long night for Akaza. He had spent the whole day training himself to reach the next level of the magic knight. Akaza had set goals for himself which were to grow strong one day, become Wizard King, and cure the world of its illnesses. Though he was still young, Akaza had already seen so much as any man twice his age. He felt something had to be done to change the ways of the magic knight world. The best way in his eyes was to heal the wounded and bring together small communities one by one until he was able to reach the hearts of the larger countries. This would bring hope among all the people that it is possible through all the damage that’s been dealt that the people can still come together and bring this world to peace. This is all Akaza wanted, a little peace to not only his people but to all.
The night had fallen upon Akaza all but quickly as he made his return to his home. Walking through his door Akaza had just enough energy to drag himself across the living room and into the kitchen to look for a dinner snack. As the opened the refrigerator, Akaza remember that his mom had been on vacation for the past month and no one has been around to do any real shopping. All that was left was a spoonAkazal of jam, molded bread on top of the icebox, and some expired peanut butter in the cabinet. Akaza was disgusted and his stomach couldn’t bear eating such filth. Angered, Akaza turned away with an angry stomach and went to his bedroom for a nights rest.
As Akaza entered his room he nearly tripped over some old trash that could have been there for weeks. Akaza wasn’t the most healthy or well-mannered person but he had a strong and caring heart so people tended to let him by when noticing little faults about him. As he walked his walk through the jungle of a room Akaza would take off his clothing piece by piece and threw them where-ever they landed until he finally reached his bed. Exhausted Akaza would kick up his feet and stretch himself across the bed and begin counting sheep. Being the person that he was Akaza almost forgot to do his night time exercise and one-hundred jumping jacks before sleeping. Therefore Akaza took a stand and began jumping. He counted out loud. "One, Two, Three, Four, Five, Whoa!!!" Akaza shrieked and his feet had gotten tangled up causing him to trip and fall awkwardly slamming his head hard again the corner of his bed. lights out, Akaza was now in Wonderland.
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Post by Seraphina Noir on Jun 4, 2020 18:44:04 GMT -5
Once upon a time in the land before the land you know today, Sivert Lake started out as a wander mage getaway and thus had no ties to the magic knight world. It was a place of peace and prosperity for a select few mage friends who gathered from all over the lands and partaken in small showdowns such as horn pulling stories, friendly battles, and might testing skills. With this being done the mage from these various countries believed that they could keep a bond among their smaller villages hoping to prevent any kinds of hostility. For those who didn't participate would still seek this place as a wonder resort located far outside from any known village.
Sivert Lake itself is an island away from any near location to all other countries. This land had a tropical theme in which listed rich soils, good weather, wildlife plants, animals, small huts, and a beautiful mountain range protecting its backside. It was a beautiful place, strangely calm and peaceful for a resort of wandering friends. This simply reflects the relaxed and thoughtful nature of its occupants. Plants were located everywhere many towering above the huts and wild animals are commonly placed and tolerated. Other than walls the village is hidden from sight, difficult to find and protected by man eating plants, beast, and the mountainous range. Some of the buildings were handmade from the plants and built into great living areas. There were also bridges of vines that connect the island to the outside world.
Sivert Lake was considered somewhat indifferent due to the fact that it was poor in terms of wealth but among one of the richest places in terms of natural habitat. Its people were usually kind and generous chunnin and jounin gathered from all around world. Their ties to the outside world were amongst the best as they had no foes within any other village. Though nearly all the mage were representatives of different countries and villages they willingly helped one another out with everyday problem and sometimes even while carrying out missions for their respective villages. By doing small things much so often the ties between this island's honor and friendship then grew stronger as slowly people begin to stay and make a living among their fellow mage.
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Post by Seraphina Noir on Jun 4, 2020 21:53:24 GMT -5
As the years would pass and Sivert had become more and more popular. Every year the numbers of the island grew little by little. Events became more popular as the tall tale stories begun to die out in fame. The people had begun to put a deaf ear toward stories and wanted mage to prove their strength were as mighty as the tales they told. With this being every year these mage would haul together tournaments to prove who the toughest competitor was were there. These tournaments were not only fights but also they contained elimination rounds to weave out the weaker mage who had come just to make themselves seem more than what they were. These rounds would test a mage's strength, speed, endurance, will, and intellect while also praising their names through the world. For those who were mighty enough to pass through the first five tests were the mage that would compete in the final eight showdown.
Every year these tests were held and every year there was a winner of the mightiest but a disappointment to the people in general. Though someone would win, their victory had no praise due to the fact they lacked the strength in which they stories had told. Though this was disappointing these event were held every year as a tradition to boost morale and for the winner to have bragging rights as the "Strongest Warrior of Sivert" for an entire year.
After twenty years this tournament had finally met its expectations for its wondering mage. Within these years Sivert had founded itself a small village with three families all in which rivaled one another; The Kasai, Ashmedai, and the Romanov families. However with the little might these families had the leaders were disappointed every year in which no person from their village had ever won a tournament making the island the laughing stock for over a decade. This year all three families had applied on specifically training a certain mage to represent their family and their island of Sivert for this year coming tournament. This year would be the year that a Sivert mage would be crowned as champion. The year was special however as the grouping was much more talented that years before. Impressive, this gathering returned two of the previous champions, two runner-ups, three special mage hailing from Sivert itself, and one newcomer mysterious to the lands. All of them in which were highly calibrated and for this year Sivert was offering something new. Something likely that would actually label them as an official nation. This years winner would not only be crowned "Sivert's Strongest Warrior" but also be crown as Sivert's first Wizard King and would lead the new village in high hopes of a promising future.
Post by Seraphina Noir on Jun 4, 2020 23:37:20 GMT -5
The first of the Sivert mage to fight was Kasai, Hanzo of the physical reinforcement Kasai family. Hanzo was looked upon as brute force and nothing to be wreck-en with. His muscular body fame stood as a stone giant to a harmless man. Terrifying he was but to his opponent he was just another steeping stone to become champion. His opponent name Namgati, Turiko. Turiko was the tournaments champion from the previous year. He was full of confidence entering into the match due to his previous victories despite the body frame of Hanzo. Turiko knew that his family in which was from the Heart Country at the time was of the best in the world. They were specialist in the art of transformation in which they mostly took the traits of long blond hair, blue eyes, ripping muscles, sensory, and great ability to use their mana in various ways. That was their families bloodline however and those traits are only seen when unleashing their true powers. Turiko entered this even to prove that his family is still among the elite mage of the world. Outside of his families natural abilities Turiko preferred the physical reinforcement specialty as did the Kasai. This would be a battle of the giants.
Moments before the bell rang the two squared off as Turiko attended to taunt the seemingly scared-less Hanzo. Turiko screamed at the top of his lungs boasting himself and kicking dirt as he was already champion. Other the opposite side was the calm stated Kasai who didn't so much as twitch a muscle. Hanzo was the more serious type; The kind to let his fist do all the talking. He observed his opponent as Turiko boasted and waited for his signal.
FIGHT!!!! The proctor shouted to begin the match. At about this same time bells begin to ring. BOOM!!!! A large cloud of dust filled the arena blind everyone's vision of the match. The bells were still going off but were beginning to fade as the dust did the same. Cough, cough, cough, cough. The tournament proctor coughed the dust away from his lung and opened his eyes to see what was an amazing feat. Namgati, Turiko was passed out upon the arena floor unconscious within the first 2 seconds of the match. Looks like we have ourselves a winner. Kasai, Hanzoooo!!!!! An awkward silence was given as the crowd didn't know what had happened before their very eyes. Saying nothing Hanzo turned his head and walked away into the victory hall.
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Post by Seraphina Noir on Jun 5, 2020 1:29:50 GMT -5
With an impressive victory given by Hazno in the first match it was now Maguire, Hinagiku turn to prove her strength. With her having seen a few matches go underway, Hinagiku had a feeling of the competitions strength. She knew however she could take anyone any lightly and that her opponent hasn't fought so she knew nothing of his abilities. She was impressed with Hagane, Hanzo however she knew that she was built for the quick fight but instead fought on intellect. She was also the underdog being the only female competitor in the event. Many people at this point in time saw women to be weak mages and only should play a supporting role as they didn't learn as quickly as males. Hinagiku wanted to prove all men wrong by winning this tournament. Not only she wanted to prove women are strong but she would also be the first female Wizard Queen in history.
Upon entering the arena's battle zone Hinagiku was booed and ranted against. Her family for one was possibly the most disappointing of the Sivert three in which no one from her family has ever surpassed the first round. Her opponent was somewhat of a legend in Sivert as he was the first ever mage to win the tournament of "Sivert Strongest Mage". Yamaroshi, Edan. The man by now has grown much stronger than the years before in which he won. Hinagiku knew she had it in for her. Edan was a mature aged man with minor attitude problem. His experience however far outclassed any other mages in the tournament. Edan family was a raptor hybrid in which they took the traits of long claws, sharp teeth, great vision, hearing, and hollow bone in which let them glide through the air and move faster. This family was a dying family that lived deep within the Naga Islands. Edan was one of the few last surviving member and wanted to revive his family. His plan was to win the tournament, become Wizard King, and mate with all the beautiful women of the village to repopulate the Yamaroshi.
FIGHT!!! The proctor yelled. Edan and Hinagiku face off was underway. Edan quickly made the first move by rushing toward Hingiku claws ready rip apart anything given the opportunity. This was a foolish because a close battle is exactly was Hingiku wanted. She readied herself with a spell and just as the opponent was close enough she reached out to seal him. To her surprise Edan vanish like thin air using a wind based spell only to end up behind her slashing her right arm causing her to bleed heavily. In this Hinagiku quickly twisted and grabbed his wrist with her right hand and immediately punched with the left. Before her punch could even land Edan quickly side kicked her sending Hinagiku flying backward. Hahahahaaa, Consider yourself lucky I missed the main vein. I won't miss again. Pretty girl do you think you can actually win this fight? No worries, after I become Wizard King I will give you all the fight you need muahahahaaaaa. Edan continued on with his sinful laugh.
Hinagiku wasn't strong in the hand to hand department however she smiled at her opponent as he seem to think he had the advantage. Hinagiku muttered as Edan stood above her mercilessly laughing at the fact that the fight was nearly over and he was preparing for his special spell. This fight is already over. Edan stopped in the middle of talking as he realized his right wrist had a sealed. How can this be? When did you manage this? Edan voice trembled in fear as he knew this fight was soon to be over. Ink Creation: Muscle Bounding Chain. Hinagiku smirked as she begin to explain the event. This spell I sealed upon you earlier when you attacked from behind. I purposely lured you in as I saw that was the only way to take advantage of anyone your skill level. I managed to take an attack from you in order to give one myself. Hinagiku began to get up to the point she was kneeling and started to explain again. You see I knew of your ability because you are the first ever winner of this event. I've done my research. You will forever go down in history as so, but this will be the last of you. Hinagiku grimoire begin to glow bright pink once more. Ink Creation: Body Seal!!! Hinagiku placed both her hands on the chest of Edan. With doing so Edan's body begin to slowly warp away little by little until gone. The crowd was appalled and couldn't believe what their eyes were seeing. A man just vanishing into thin air to never be seen again. And the winner is Hinagiku of the Maguire family!!! Hinagiku stood slowly to her feet as the people begin to slow clap and chant her name. The gave the audience a slight bow and hand wave and made her wait into the waiting area for her next bout.
Post by Seraphina Noir on Jun 6, 2020 16:47:03 GMT -5
As it may have seemed the village of Sivert was having early success as two of the three mages made it through the first round quite easily. The third and final member of Sivert fight was next. All the pressure was on Romanov, Maki a natural born genius of his family. It was said that as Maki may be a little immature and cocky but fell through every bit of his words with his fist. He saw no fear in his opponents and believe deeply that he was clear cut better than everyone than stands before him. His attitude usually placed himself on the hated list for men but most women loved the very sight of him. Of the three hailing from Sivert, Maki was for sure the most popular. Big mouth, big head, often toyed with his opponents but was sure to kill them in the end.
Maki merged his way onto the battlefield as Hinagiku was leaving. As they walked past on another Maki nodded and gave her his words of encouragement. Next time you might not be so lucky. He then grinned slightly and kept on walking as if nothing ever happened. The attending was a mixture of applause and discouragements. Maki could careless of either as he was only in the tournament to prove he was the best of the village and deserved the rights of the strongest. As Maki centered himself in the arena he looked across to find that his opponent was Kousen, Naraku of the Diamond Country.
Maraku specialized in the art of golems and his family originated from the Diamond Country. The golem art wasn't very popular at the time but was a growing art. It was a work of art creating oversize dolls implanting gadgets and dangerous trinkets throughout its body. This art was used as trickery and wasn't genetically based but time consuming and if one was patient enough to learn it, it could be very well lethal. Only time could tell the fate of this match as the two prepared themselves for what could be their final fight.
Naraku ropened his grimoire summoning a hugely oversized golem made of stone. This golem was much different from the golema Naraku had just three years ago during is championship run at this tournament. Naraku was back for the fact that he enjoyed the attention and the thrill that the fights brought upon a mages everyday life. All about the spotlight and currency type of guy that fed upon the torment of others. I'm sure to win this, I got pitted a measly little Romanov. Bwahahahaaaaa!!! Naraku had begun to laugh at the mockery of the Romanov's family history. What are you going to do; show me a reflection until I die? Bwahahahahaaaaaa!!! Naraku continued with his slander of the Reamnov name.
With little to no interest at first Maki started to note that most the fans had turned on him seemingly taking the side to Naraku. Deep in the distance he could hear the voices yelling out little rants such as; "He's just a Romanov, no way is he going to defeat anyone from the Kousen family." As prideful as he was this had started to take a toll on the young Maki. It was as if it seems to discourage him a bit which was completely out of his personality. A saddened and discouraged Maki sat there in the middle of the arena with his head down waiting for opponent to take the victory.
Fight!! The ring announcer took no longer than usually to get things started. With no hesitation Naraku quickly threw a mana stone in attempt to blind Maki while he hid himself from the sight behind his overly large stone golem. While hiding Naraku quickly begin to start controlling the golem with only one hand charging it toward Maki for an open blindsided attack. Maki, himself had not moved since he tilted his head downward just before the start of the match. Die!!!! Naraku screamed as he made his golem jump into the air to come down with a double sledge attack. Just as it seemed as if it was the end of Maki, suddenly his still standing body fell onto the ground and the huge golem stopped in its tracks.
What? What's going on here? What's wrong with my golem? Why won't it obey me? Naraku had become frustrated with his own trinket. Not long after his fit, the rock golem turned around facing himself toward Naraku and jerked the mana strings pulling Naraku quickly toward it. What the??? Naraku quickly released the mana strings from his golem and went on the defensive by casting a spell sending a bunch of small stone pellets in to the golems joints holing to stop it in it tracks. Success!!! Naraku knew he had completed his task. What he didn't realized right away however was that he was now trapped inside his stone golem body paralyzed. The overconfident Naraku had beaten himself into submission.
Maki on the other hand had suddenly stood back to his feet as Naraku's body fell tumbling to the ground. Maki had used one of his most secret techniques Attack Creation: Miniature Glass Shards. This Romanov spell would create billions of microscopic glass shard that he'd create and send directly to his opponent to breathe in. You were right Naraku... success. Maki had planned the outcome all along. Well, as we all know it if Naraku can't compete by the end of my ten second count Maki, Romanov will be declared our winner!!! The announcer began his count. One, Two, Three, Four. Maki's body began to stiffen half way through the count. Five, Six, Seven, Eight, Nine, Ten!!!! Romanov, Maki's the winner!!!!
The crowd had become quiet. Most people didn't understand what had just happened. Most were upset that Maki was even there competing let alone now he's going on to the semifinals. Maki himself thought that he was considered lucky due to the fact that he could hardly even move. Cringing on to his chest Maki turned away from the arena and began his slow walk backstage in hopes of a medic. In the near distance he saw the eyes of Hinagaku and spoke his piece. So much for my overconfidence, next time I'll go in more cautiously? Maki's mindset about fighting was now slight more serious.
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Post by Seraphina Noir on Jun 6, 2020 23:22:57 GMT -5
The fourth match of the contest was now beginning as the reigning runner-up Kyoki, Risho was now taking on the newcomer known as Fighter X. Risho from the previous year had grown tremendously and re-entered this contest solely for one reason. That reason was to get revenge on the previous champ Namigati, Turiko. Risho had grown a deep hatred for Turiko because before that match he had never experienced a lost in a fight. For this reason Risho had spent a whole year neglecting his family and friends to live in the wilderness to train in the arts of combat. Not only was his skill seemingly flawless but his mana level had increased like no other. He felt that this was his year and he wasn't going to leave anything on the line. No holding back, it was going to be a fight to the death to all who stood before him.
Fighter X on the other hand looked like the average joe with a long short sleeved jacket and his face covered in cloths. His extremities were covered with tattoo of various weaponry. Average height fellow with a slim but lean frame to match. He wielded a tanto that he carried to his left side but this was his only tool. He seemed to have no sense of urgency and was very lax at the least. No one had actually seen or heard of any battle experience with this guy so to everyone he was a total mystery. His presents weren’t felt by anyone in the stadium. To all this seemed to be a joke and for so, he was highly unappreciated. "Kill em!!!! Kill em Risho he has no skill, he's just a scrawny fellow!!!" The crowd as a whole began to laugh historically at Fighter X.
The two fighters squared off in the center of the ring. The fight had the appearance of a one sided match with Risho clearly being the winner. "Fight!!" Risho started the match off quickly by initiating the first move. He released his grimore which would glow in an ugly brownish hue.Defense Creatiom: Earth Style Armor of Clay!! Risho pulled of an amazing spell by forming a nearly unbreakable stone like armor using the soil and gravel around the area to conceal most of his body. Risho then begin to speak. You know I only entered this tournament to capture revenge on my so long enemy Namigati, Turiko. I've been training to long just to take him down and he goes and loses in the first round to a meaningless Akimichi. With him out it seems as the tournament is all but mine to win. I have no interest in being the Wizard King or what not; I just want to prove that I am the strongest. So in other words I have no choice but to win this to reclaim my name. I hope you're ready Fighter X because I'm going all out in this one. I'm not taking it easy on anyone, and I don't plan on hiding my technique!!!! Risho finished his statement with a thunderous roar.
On the flip side Fighter X seem to have no interest in the fight itself. Hardly moved Fighter X just relaxed his shoulders and grabbed hold to his tanto without yet taking it out of its sheath. Humph, Let’s go. Fighter X was about business and no small talk. It was almost as if he was planning to take Risho head on. No fear no nerves; Fighter X wasn't even the slightest impressed. That is unless of course you're not ready to die yet. Fighter X finished his statement as he slightly slanted his left foot backward prepared for the fight to begin.
While one fighter was fueled on revenge the other is yet indecipherable. Risho felt his abilities were being made a mockery of thereby going on the assault first. Quickly he jumped backward and began stomping fiercely on the ground. Attack Creation: Earth Style Risho Earthquake!!! The arena floor begins to rip apart quickly in the direction of his opponent. To counter this Fighter X released his grip on his tanto and used his swift speed to close the gap on the stomping Risho. Little did he know Risho had a plan just for this situation. For any fighter thought that they could close the gap on him he would his next surprising attack. Attack Creation: Earth Style Earth Tornado!! With this attack all the broken rock, dirt chunks, and gravel became a tool to destruction for Risho as he would send every bit of it twisting and turning thus breaking and destroying anything in its path like a tornado. This attack would leave his opponent busy defending himself as he launched himself into the air already prepared for his next move. Fighter X then flicked opens his trench jacket to show that he had an uncountable amount to weaponry within it. Fighter X would then start throwing knives from within the jacket faster than the debris could form until it was quickly dispersed of.
Slightly entertained Fighter X gave a quick chuckle followed by a comment with his head facing down. Is that all you got? I have yet to see what makes you think you are so superior. He then looked up to find out that his opponent had that last attack used just to be a distraction for his ultimate spell. GET READY FOR THIS!!!! It was obvious that this was a last resort option. His ultimate spell was then revealed. Attack Creation: Earth Style Fallen Meteor!! High up Risho was dropping like a comet set to flames. The momentum he had gained was abnormal to any kind. The fans found it no longer interesting but now a hazard to all in the arena. No one in their right minds thought that this seemingly careless event would turn out to be so destructive. The people of the stadium now feared for their lives. Everyone run!!! The fans all jumped quickly to their feet and begin to flee their seats. However, it was too late as Risho came crashing down destroying the fighting area and half the people in the arena. This would cause a large dust cloud to fill the entirety to everything that was left.
Little time passed by and the dust clouds along with half the bodies cleared the arena. The announcer was not only stunned on what had just happened but also what he was seeing with his very eyes. Fighter X still standing on the opposite side of Risho with his sword wielded and his back toward his opponent with not even a scratch on his body. Risho himself was in a kneeling position as well with not a scratch. Well, luckily people your beautiful announcer is safe. If it hadn't been for the special seals that were placed on me before the tournament in measures that something like this would happen, that attack would have surely fried me like it did the rest of your families!!! The announcer looked around smiling happily to not see a happy face in the arena. Suddenly the unbelievable happened. The armor of Kyoki, Risho had split apart and fell upon the ground. Risho was in awe that his armor had been penetrated and couldn't understand why. How? I don't understand how. This spell was perfect. All the training for nothing. This spell was meant to be perfect. Risho confidence had broken down into the feeble dust that he so liked to manipulated.
Completely out of character Fighter X took time to explain the situation. You see from the start of this match you were pitted against to wrong opponent to begin with. Fighting someone of my caliber only trying to claim to be the best is like a slap to my face. You see while u have what you thought was an invincible armor, I have always had what they call the "Piasu Subete." The sword that pierces all. The only way of blocking it is by completely avoiding it. Your Meteor was the perfect spell for your downfall against an opponent like me. Against someone with such a low skill level as Namagati, Turiko you would be sure to win. Your luck is that you ended up with me. It was simple actually. While you were charging at me like a raging bull; I took the opportunity and exploited your weakness with my strength. I merely jump toward you and like a true swordsman and unleashed what we call a can of whoop ass upon your armor. Sliced it and diced it. How'd I make it through the flame you want to know? Well, that's something you will never figure out. Fighter X then begins to walk away leaving Risho clueless to the secret of his spell. What!!! Risho was furious that he was being made a mocker of. With one last desperation maneuver he jumped up and charged at his opponent once more. Fighter X just chuckled, walked away, and gave one final statement. Oh yea, I forgot to tell ya. Don't move. With that said Risho's body began to spout blood from his shoulder blades, his thighs, his ribs and then across his face. It seemed as Fighter X not only sliced through his armor but also Risho flesh in which his body completely fell apart.
Post by Seraphina Noir on Jun 8, 2020 0:04:04 GMT -5
The first round has now come to a conclusion and all of the victors were gearing up in preparation of their round 2 match-ups. Surprisingly the Sivert residential fighters of the Kasai, Maguire, and Romanov families had all advanced to the second round. The potential of this new generation has really shined brighter than it's ever been in the previous years. However, the three warriors knew their could only be one true winner of this contest. This mage would be the one and first name "Stongest Warrior" of Sivert. The announcer began to give information of the future pairings of round two.
Fighters of the tournament on your feet! Round one was a real dozy but round two surely can better. I can just feel it in my bones. The audience in the attendance began to cheer loudly for their favorite mage. Waiting for a minute the announcer let the crown calm itself before continuing. The next round pairing will be Kasai, Hanzo vs Romanov, Maki!!! Maki! Mki! Maki! Maki! It was apparent who was the favorite of these two though Hanzo seemed to have the better showing with his first opponent. Maki stood tall with his nose in the air embracing his fans. This didn't go across too well for Hanzo as his anger riled up to a boiling point causing him to smash his first into the ground silencing everyone in the arena. A bit startled by Hanzo the proctor continued with the pairing. Following them would be the pairing of Hinagiku of the Maguire family vs the mystery man Fighter X. Hinagiku had a response of discomfort on her face as she knew next to nothing about her opponent. Fighter X on the other hand respond with a slight grin. At this moment he knew his change had come after reading the opponents. Hanzo was filled with anger because he lacked recognition, Maki was over confident in his abilities, and Hinagiku has a sense of fear within her.
Stepping forward before anything could move forward was Fighter X walking toward the ring announcer. Reaching out for the microphone the proctor handed it over. Why don't we just end this now? Everyone even the fighters were confused by the take. Why don't I just take on all three of the fighters? If I lose the people vote it out for their Strongest Warrior. However, if I win I shall take heed of this land and allow this upcoming to prosper. He continued his speech. I have such a great vision for the people of Sivert. This land has been built on losers. All the rich soils yet poor economy. Each individual going to bed hungry scrounging for scraps. I'm here to fix that. The people of Sivert were at awe. I also know what it's like to lose. To host these festivals every year just to come up short each time. I know what its like to feel so desperately to win, yet to fail nonetheless. Dread it, run from it, destiny still arrives. Or should I say, I have. With those words each and every person in the arena went unease. Fighter X then slowly removed the clothes from his face revealing his true identity. Shocked were the people of Sivert as the face they saw could only be the face of one man. He was legend to the people and known to not have a single alliance or affiliation to any village within the lands. To most this was equivalence to seeing a ghost. He was none other than The Wondering Assailant, Clover, Gouka.
Maki, Hina, and Hanzo stood just across platform debating their next move. First to respond of course was Maki of the Romanov family. He stepped forward. I accept. Maki replied. Why would I not accept such a belittling offer from an over-confident jerk? After all I am the future Strongest Warrior of Sivert. What better chance to establish myself in history than a victory over the legend himself. I'm confident I'd win even without these two at my side. Maki then stepped back with his chest out oozing in confidence. Second up was Hanzo but instead of speech he said nothing but a grunt. HMMPT. Then beat his right fist upon his chest making a soundly thud. Last of the three was Hinagiku. Well, it's not like I have much of a choice of the matter anyways. It's not like I'm not already paired against you. I can't seem to see why a helping hand won't hurt I guess. Hinagiku would then take the fighting pose of the Maguire though was still unsure.
Post by Seraphina Noir on Jun 13, 2020 22:57:01 GMT -5
So the stage has been set and all the fighter agreed to the terms of Gokua to fight him in a three verse one brawl. None of them knew the actual abilities of Gouka as they could only go by what they hear through lore. Alright you two I got this. Just stand back and watch me work. Maki wanted his shot at Gouka first and foremost. No, Maki don't do it. It's best we all strike together and maybe learn our opponent tactics first. Hinagiku expressed her attempt to calm Maki. As if I need you; a woman tell me Romanov, Maki what to do. Watch and learn of what your future Wizard King is capable of. Maki at a very young age was an egotistical young man.
It was then Maki took his approach toward the likes of Gouka ready to set the tone of battle. Let's do this!! Maki let out in a voracious tone as he started weaving hand signs. However, before he could even finish a sudden gust of wind went charging by nearly knocking him over. It was Hanzo the muscle bound man with the relentless assault charging at Gouka. Ahhhhh!!! Hanzo yelled as he threw the first punch. Futile! Gouka took this challenge head on. He knew that he couldn't match a KAsai in physical strength nor could he break them down so easily. For this confrontation Gouka used his speed and the opponents vital points to end it quickly. In a flash Gouka whipped out his tanto blade, side stepped the punch, and began a counter strike making tiny slits across every joint on the backside of Hanzo's body ultimately causing him to fall in agony. With split Achilles heels at the joints and behind the knees and elbows Hanzo was no longer in condition to fight. Never in a lifetime will someone filled with contempt and rage ever deserve to lead people. You're not fit to be The Strongest Warrior. Gouka then put his blade away and turned his attention to the other two mage.
Reluctant to now attack recklessly Maki now knows he has to take a careful approach. Even in the defeat of Hanzo; Maki still knows next to nothing about his opponent. So are you going to actually come at me this time or are you going to let the lady do the honors in your place? Gouka said mockingly toward Maki. With no real options or response Maki actually came to his sense and knew that he was outmatched. Hinagiku, I know this may sound funny coming from me but we are severely outmatched. However that doesn't change a thing I said before. Stand back. I may lose here, but even if I do I plan on exploiting a weakness in this guy. Maybe then the like of someone as weak as you could possibly win. At least with you as Wizard King it won't be long before you die and the position rolls over to me. Even when trying to be noble Maki can't help but be rude and full of himself. Again he release his grimoire to cast a spell famous of the Romanov family. Attack Creation: Miniature Glass shards!! Maki tried to capture Gouka with a fast one. As a traveling mage knew bits and pieces about certain families from around the land and the Romanov were on that list. Just as Maki was release his spell Gouka had a trick up his sleeve himself. With just a clap of his hands he vanished along with all traces of him went unnoticed causing Maki's attack to miss. The entire stadium wondered what had happened and did Maki defeat Gouka. Hmmpt I guess that coward ran. I knew he was all talk. Maki started feeling boastful. However it was too soon because suddenly like a ghost Maki was repeatedly punched and kicked from all different angles. With ever effort of trying to defend himself it became inevitable that he was going to lose. Knowing this he fell to his knees in shame. I quit!!!! Maki had finally been broken. Gouka would then cancel out his spell to reappear. Pathetic, someone as egotistical as you isn't fit to lead. All talk but no bite is a sure way to lead these people to their demise. Gouka stared down at Maki as he lowered his head in shame. I'll have to become a better person, mage, and leader I see. I wasn't even fit to find an opening.
Well, well, well, if it isn't the lonely Maguire. Been awfully quiet, are you sure that you want to go through with this? Or would you rather kneel now? Your destiny is lose lose either way you choose. Now make it quick. Hinagiku knew that if she quit now she would be a disgrace to her family. At the same time she felt that if she continued to fight Gouka would beat her more brutally than the previous fighters he's faced. She knew nothing of him yet he had information of how her spell worked. She started to rethink her life as a mage. Was it really worth it to lay it all on the line right here? It wasn't really in her heart to be a mage but more so her family pushing her because she had the best mana control. The decision was all but made. Hinagiku knew what she had to do. She knelled before Gouka implying that he was the superior person present. Their is no need for me to be reckless in this situation. My heart is not in it and i'd rather not have either of us harmed over what's suppose to be a friendly competition. Though saving herself Hina was also ashamed of her defeat. Pathetic. A person with such cowardice should never be the head of the people. One could never make rational decisions and would harm to all that follows. Gouka stood tall among the three mage that fell to his feet. He then looked to the people and made a bold statement. I, Kirigaku, Gouka shall lead this newly found village. I see a future on full bellies and smiling faces. None will know the meaning of poverty. This village when I am done will be perfectly balanced as all things should be. I promise prosperity to all!!!!
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Post by Seraphina Noir on Jun 14, 2020 1:04:09 GMT -5
With that being said the tournament has no come to it conclusion. The winner was clear cut and dry in one who seemed to have taken notice of the people. The Daiymo all had seemed to agree that the victor Kirigaku, Gouka would be the perfect fit for Wizard King. Gouka to the Daiymo fit the bill in most if not all the qualifications. He was smart, powerful, skilled, charismatic, goal orientated, and the people seemed to listen while he spoke. The decision has been made. All that's needed now is the official honoring of the crown in front of now what would be the first Wizard King. Each Diaymo then stood and walked center of the arena.
The entire stadium simmered down into a dead silence as the leaders all stood in front of Gouka. The first Daiymo took a step forward and began the preparations. As the one of this village founding vocal leaders I ask you to kneel young man. Gouka would comply to this request of the said leader. I gratefully and humbly appoint you Sivert and any family that wishes to support by executive order and the first appoint Wizard King in which you will build to become a new village. First, I would like to say that this has been a big surprise for me, and to be honest I did not expect this to come so soon. Still I cannot deny I am very happy and proud because I feel my efforts over the years has had positive and satisfactory results. I thank you, the people, and of course my co-leaders, who from the start was supportive in this years decision to become a major nation. Promise the people that you will not let them down and keep working for the success in this nation. The Daiymo would then end the inaugural speech. Gouka would respond. I promise I will do my best.
Then that it is. A second Daiymo stepped forward with the attire of a long white gown and an over sized hat. The itself was branded with a blue symbol that resemble that of a four-leaf clover. Sir stand in acceptance of the cap and gown that will forever signify you as this villages one and only leader. The rest of the Daiymo knelled and Gouka stood accepting and dawning the new attire. Wizard King sir, if you don't mind me asking. You are now the leader of this village with us as your advisors. Since this is an official new nation what shall we all it? Gouka stood back and pondered as the question was one that he hadn't thought about. He then took a look at the hat that was presented to him and came up with a wonderful name.I think, I think I will name the nation The Clover Kingdom. With those words the new founding village of Clover was born.
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