Grand Utopia Begins - Event [Chapter XI]

[daimonsilver]

Silver was thrown out of the dimensional vacuum onto the tower. He had became unconscious after being sucked out of his world. He woke in a place foreign to him.

" Where am I?" Silver asked out loud as he looked around.

He gathered that he was on a tower near an energy beam with several people fighting around him. He saw a small group of people standing on one side of the beam. He quickly got to his feet and walked over to the group to find out what was going on here.

"Hello can you tell me where I am and what is going on here?" Silver asked the woman who looked like the leader of the group.

[Ayen]

"Ma'am, it appears you and I have a similar goal, I give you my assistance in this battle, if you choose to accept it. I just hope that you and I want the same thing to happen after the battle."

Maricul extended her hand to the young man and before he knew it he would have been right next to her on top of the tower so they no longer needed to shout.

“I accept. Welcome.”

Maricul turned in time to be given a flower by another new arrival. Seconds after touching the flower it withered up and die, nothing but the vines remaining as they soon drop off the side of the tower and made a long descent towards the ground as Maricul stared at her hand.

“Pity.”

"Who are you people?"

“Bringers of change.”

Maricul looked over to Maya.

“Let him go.”

Before turning back to Raal.

“Where do you come from?”

"Where am I?"

The Seductress turned to see another new arrival on top of the tower. No doubt the result of her merge ushering in new people she has never seen before.

"Hello can you tell me where I am and what is going on here?"

“You are in Genesis, the continent of Jherra in a place called the Crystal Expanse at the top of a tower named the Downward Spiral. Soon to be the home of paradise.”

[daimonsilver]

"Why?...Why am I here? Have I been chosen for this paradise?" Silver asked hesitantly.

"Have I finally been given my freedom from guarding that girl from being who I was made to be to being who I want to be? Or is this an even worse nightmare than the one I was living.What kind of Paradise is brought about with fight? One thing is for sure I glad to be away from Rei and her father." Silver thought to himself as he awaited the answer to his question.

[Zabuza Midareta]

Graecus appeared at the top of the tower next to the woman whom he was shouting with. He looked around and saw a second girl and two men. He heard her reply accepting his offer.

"Thank you ma'am for accepting my message, now I do have two questions." Graecus asked with a voice that was firm.

"One, if, no, when we win, what, who are we putting in power? Second, who is our enemy and how may I destroy them?" Graecus said in a boosting voice.

[Raal]

Bringers of change? That sounded familiar.

He wanted to glare daggers at the woman for making that bold statement, but kept his face expressionless instead. Was she serious? He hoped she wasn't serious. Raal had met many who said similar things, and they all wound up dead somehow. It was the sign of a massive deity complex. It was rather hilarious, because she didn't seem like a god to him at all.

"Where do you come from?"

He answered, "Demon World. I'm still relatively new to these other dimensions...."

Now to wait, or flee if any hostilities came to be.

[Maya]

Maya looked at the dagger being held out to her by Grimm.

"No thanks. If I want to slit open his throat I'll do it myself."

But his words to follow would suggest he didn't want her to kill the man, which made her wonder why he bothered to give her a weapon that could be used for just that. Killing a man. While she wanted nothing more than to rip out this man's throat and indulge herself in his blood she wouldn't do anything without Maricul's approval so she looked at her and gave her a innocent little smile while speaking words that betrayed such innocence.

"Mommy, can I kill him? Please!"

[Ayen]

"Thank you ma'am for accepting my message, now I do have two questions. One, if, no, when we win, what, who are we putting in power? Second, who is our enemy and how may I destroy them?"

“No. Thank you for joining the cause. Our enemies are many, some easier to defeat than others. You will have to keep your wits about you, find their weaknesses and then exploit them. As for who will be in power, that would be me.”

"Demon World. I'm still relatively new to these other dimensions...."

“There are many demon worlds, can you be more specific. For example what is their human world called?”

"Mommy, can I kill him? Please!"

Maricul couldn't help but smile a little at how obedient and blood thirsty this child was. Usually they were just blood thirsty. It was a welcomed change from what she had to endure with her previous two kids.

“I'm afraid the answer is no, sweetheart. Release him. He has done us no wrong.”

"Why?...Why am I here? Have I been chosen for this paradise?"

“Yes, indeed you have.”

A kind, beautiful smile graced The Seductress' features as she approached Silver and gently rested her warm, small hands on his cheeks while looking into his eyes.

“It can be yours. All you have to do is accept it. Fight by our side to help us stop those who would deny peace and unity to all. Then you can have pleasure unlike anything you could have ever imagined. All you have to do is say yes.”

[Raal]

Wait... many demon worlds? More than one?!

"There's more than one demon world?!"

Sure, he tapped into some of the portals using his psychic energy, but there seemed to be too many worlds to tap into all at once! It sickened him to show ignorance, but it had to be done if he were to get any information without them knowing about his powers. Raal didn't want to get sent back to Hell early. It was too soon to get sent back!

"How many dimensions are there?"

[Tajna Rasha]

‘‘Far more than you will ever be able to conceive.’’ Responded a disharmonious choir of voices as though on cue – their tone black with contempt.

The skeletal figure of the phantom did not take long to come into Maricul’s view, from the depths of the underworld, directly behind Silver. Dressed in a characteristic black garb that covered every inch of the wraith save for its glowing azure eyes, Tajna Rasha seemed as though it pulsed with an inner mystical flame. Doubtless even Maricul would find the intrusion disorienting, as there were no doubt the Ghost of Legion stalled the Empress of Jherrazad while standing before the Witch.

For all intents and purposes, the Seductress had just garnered herself the full attention of the Council of Legion's most dangerous member.

‘‘Your hypocrisy is truly boundless.’’

[Maya]

Maya frowned and pouted, reluctantly lowering Raal onto the surface of the tower's roof and walking away from him just as the last devil she expected to find here showed up. A large smile stretched her face, threatening to break it as the presence of all that power radiating off of the Councilor excited her. The thought of a confrontation exciting her even more.

"Councilor Rasha, what a pleasant surprise. I take it the agents of Devil May Cry could not get the job done in your world?"

To think how they could come from the same origins but things ended up happening so differently all because of a single choice between two people that would have been seen as entirely irrelevant by many changing the course of events that led to her birth.

"Mother, may I kill this one?"

[Ayen]

"There's more than one demon world?!"

Maricul turned from Silver and watched with interest as the man was faced with a starling realization, one he never considered before. How could he? A single Demon World was bad enough. But thousands upon thousands of them? That was more than any mind with limitations wanted to conceive. It was more than they wanted to believe in. His next question came as no surprise.

"How many dimensions are there?"

“Far more than you will ever be able to conceive.”
‘‘Far more than you will ever be able to conceive.’’

The Seductress' eyes looked over to behind Silver's position and into the haunting blue hues of the Ghost of Legion that now gazed upon her very being. A few years ago Maricul would have been unnerved having this council member in her presence, even though she would refuse to admit to it, but now? Now she simply looked at him, a hint of pity in her eyes as she stared into his.

‘‘Your hypocrisy is truly boundless.’’

“We do not recognize the Ghost of Legion as a dominant power in this new world,” spoke The Seductress coldly.

She turned her back on Tajna, a sight that many would have watched on in horror and disbelief, a sight Tajna would have watched countless times without so much as batting an eyelash as Maricul rejoined with the remaining Utopia Champions that now stood on the tower. Motioning for Silver to join her side, if he found her offer pleasing that is. Then she looked over to another in the ever decreasing crowd of Champions.

“Ranko.”

A female with an emotionless expression that would have rivaled that of the blank expression of the Ghost itself stepped out from the crowd, cloaked in a blood red trench coat with a black sleeveless shirt and matching pants plus boots underneath. A large white blade glowing with a faint heavenly glow in the clenches of her hands wrapped in black leather fingerless gloves. Her crimson eyes staring down the strongest Council of Legion member without fear, the pigtail on the back of her head blowing in the breeze. Her reason for not fearing Tajna Rasha was a different one entirely from Maricul's. Her reason was because as terrible as his gaze was, it could not hold a candle to the gaze that haunted her very soul for eternity.

"Mother, may I kill this one?"

“You may join your aunt in this task, if that is your wish.”

[Raal]

He had no idea who these newcomers were. Raal kept a poker face, but mentally, he was freaking out! He kept all of his psychokinetic abilities in check to make sure they didn't run rampant during his confusion, but who exactly were these people? What the hell was going on? Was he stuck in the middle of a dimensional war?!

Hell no! He wasn't partaking in war! No thanks!

[Zabuza Midareta]

Graecus was taken aback by the woman's claim to power, but he still stood there, loyal to his woman he had promised to help.

Then the ghost appeared out of no where, and called this woman a hypocrite. Graecus knew in his heart that the only way to get the Titans back in power would be to help this person take down the Gods.

"Ma'am, I wish to help you against this... this thing. It insults you even though you want to wrong the rights. I am your companion and defending you if what I promised," For this war, anyway, Graecus ended his statement in his mind.

[grimmhallows]

Grey shook his head at the flower, but seemed to ignore all else; his mind fixated on his jackets pockets for some time. He looked to the man who now drew a sword; looked to several rather angry and anxious faces.

"Gods and war, war and gods. What a nuisance, for even the joining could not expel such evils from the planes which bind the Library. Why must even the flowers die at a beatiful woman's touch, be she impure of heart or no?"
Grey shook his head in dismay, his scythe flashing wildly back into view, his pistol at his left hand and ready for trouble. His eyes now reflected hurt, his stance something of passive resistance, his voice now filling with song that defined a Reaper of the Library; something so eerily entrancing, even the dead were known to rise for it's call.

"Dear flower residing,
Broken on thy floor,
The fates take thy spirit,
But open a door,
The Woes are many,
As the books in my mind,
Be well, dear flower,
May your life be divine."

And at the last word, the flower burned; it appeared to regrow, vibrant as ever, but then the flame consumed it completely. Grey turned to everyone else, and shook his head.
"We are all as fleeting as that flower; the wrong touch . . . ," Grey stood more aggressively,
"You who would oppose the gods. Who would create chaos which was not warranted, and ruin peace not easily bought;

Do you believe yourself the only one to rule over the lands without challenge? Without even equal or greater? Nuisance!"

[Tajna Rasha]

The flames within the phantom’s eyes ignited at the woman’s words, and yet Tajna Rasha remained perfectly immobile even as Maricul slowly walked away. Never in a million years had any proved as wretched and audacious as the Seductress. Never had any – mortal or otherwise – so obstinately sought the annihilation of the natural order. Especially, never had anyone so much as conceive the Ghost of Legion required one’s acknowledgment for its influence to hold sway.

‘‘We will never understand these mortals’ fascination with you.’’ It spoke at length as the two agents of Utopia’s master made their way towards the specter, intent on acting their mistress’ will.

Even after witnessing the event across the span of many lifetimes Tajna Rasha couldn’t deny the surreal nature of the scene, nor the feeling that it spawned within its being. It had been so long the sensation had all but become alien; it wasn’t something as pedestal as anger but a far more bitter and illusory sentiment... Perhaps it was the inevitable coming of the End clouding its vision, then again, perhaps not.

A ripple traversed the form of the ghost as though its image laid behind a liquid veil. ‘‘Yahweh, Gaia, Maricul…’’ It began, extending one of its trydactyl talons to its side. A blade incandescent with spiritual energy appeared with a resonating hum. Its power radiated with an inextricable sense of vertigo; an elation that twisted the surroundings beyond their normal structure… and Tajna wielded it in its palm. ‘‘They are one and the same – victims of their own wretched infantile notions of grandeur.’’ Before long, another image of the wraith came into view, then another… One for each acolyte of the Witch present in the room. In unison, they all spoke.

‘‘The nihilist would better serve this cause than yourself.’’