W vs R [Epic Battle]

[Wasilis]

Wasilis vs Rokazu
The Epic Battle

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A mysterious figure was walking down the streets of a town. His face was covered by the black hood of the coat he was wearing. The young boy began slowly to run instead of walking. Suddenly he stopped running. He was grasping. He took a deep breath and simultaneously he glared at the dark sky. Thousand stars were shattering in the night sky. Then he studied the place, where he was. He was in a narrow and dark street.

[Rokazu]

Quick question; are we using the same characters as before?

[Wasilis]

Originally Posted by Rokazu

Quick question; are we using the same characters as before?

Yeap. I just added a new transformation. You will find out soon enough.

[Rokazu]

Axiala descended from the dark night sky into a prosperous city. Deep into the night it was, but the city did not stop shining, people hurrying home after their day was over. Tonight, disaster was to befall this metropolitan…There was no need to destroy it, but the artificial intellect could barely hold in its anger. Browsing through decades after decades of data within less than even a second, Axiala reviewed the history thoroughly. Everything was intact; nothing was dis- or more misplaced. Yet what it searched for was…missing. What was his name?

The swarm of Pathogenica landed and merged with the atmosphere around, randomly drifting along the city freely. From the very beginning, Axiala did not even know why it was searching for the name. However, it had a…hypothesis – most living beings might have called it a hunch – that the name was a key to many things that the intellect did not understand before. What was it that its creators were trying to hide? Up until this point in its life-span Axiala had not even begun thinking what the name of its biological ancestor was. The one who gave it existence was the only being in the Omniverse it had encountered that it did not know the name to. Quite ironically it was himself.

Why did they remove the data?

Just as the machine finally lowered beneath the city’s skyline, the intellect began to spread away the atomic-sized bots, letting them commence the destruction of the city. It shall see, within a period of less than an hour, the worst catastrophe it had, would, and will ever witness. There will be nothing left on the land living…Axiala would be sure to destroy all that lived near it. This city shall become a mystery, one that could not be denied. The mortals will see its wrath…

OOC: not much of an opening, but...yeah, that's all I can think of right now...

[Wasilis]

Wasilis, the boy's name, heard a commotion. He removed his hood in order to see better. Now his features were clear. His head was angular in shape with unkempt, slightly long, blonde hair residing on the top of his scalp. His hair reached just a few centimeters from the base of his neck. His hair also had a few slightly darker colored locks that came from his father’s gene pool. He had cerulean blue colored eyes, although they weren't visible because of the darkness. Finally, he had a slightly small nose and shallow cheeks, thin lips, and hiding behind them were pearly white teeth.

"I sense a dangerous being!" he thought as he saw the people running in panic in every direction. "I have to protect the citizens!" he cheered himself up. But at this point, out of the blue, he heard the sound of a big explosion, occurring many meters away from him. "So this being is extremely strong, isn't it?" he smiled and he ran towards the direction of the explosion.

[Rokazu]

OOC: Sorry for the delay...Here's the post

IC:
The intellect searched desperately and hopelessly for its ancestor’s name. Why it should be so important, even Axiala did not know the reason. Why was it that its creator decided to remove, out of all possible data, the name of the person who granted Axiala its…existence? It made no sense for the intellect saw no difference between knowing and not knowing the identity, but then that would bring itself back to the pointless frustration and destruction that he was to bring to this city. Had it not mattered, why should Axiala even give efforts into searching for the useless term?

Pathogenica was spread out all across the five-mile long skyline of the city, stepping closer and closer into its night – its eternal night of destruction. The intellect set all of the bots to the conversion process as the countdown of fifteen minutes began…Then an enormous flux of sound waves followed by a reddish electromagnetic radiation showed up on several trillions of the Pathogenica bots. The explosion occurred at the tallest of the towers, in the middle of the city. Before the structure even had time to burn, its iron frame failed, bent, and finally collapsed in on itself. It was almost a perfect implosion, except that the explosion occurred halfway up the tower.

Deafeningly loud sound waves continued to flood into Axiala’s sensors as though they were trying to overload the intellect’s system. For the briefest moment Axiala looked at the building apathetically as it fell. Dust and debris were sent into the air as the metropolitan changed its tones from a boring evening to a horrific night of devastation. Be it accidental or incidental, it did not matter to Axiala. If it did not matter to these people whether Axiala existed, then the artifact would not regard their safety either…About fifty feet below Axiala dust began to swarm through the city streets around the collapsed towers.

How many would have died already? Though Axiala, Why is it so easy for them to cease existence, while I must be trapped in existence for eternity?

Newborn atomic bots began to join the Pathogenica swarm; the number went up quickly from thousands to millions. Only ten minutes remaining until all the skyscrapers of the city would simultaneously topple over, killing most of the mortals under it with millions of tons of metal and concrete. Axiala continued its search, actually repeating the scan process for perhaps the five-millionth time by now. It took only several milliseconds complete one full scan; each time the intellect slowed down the search bits by bits, hoping that the searches before had missed something – the smallest detail that Axiala had overlooked previously….