Enter The Arena As Your Avatar -- The Spinoff!

Fields outside Whiterun

The devourer of gods has awoken.

The entire field is reduced to rubble in a fraction of an instant by a volley of purple, roughly cylindrical lasers fired from the body of the gargantuan serpentine abomination that comes forth from the crack in the sky. A shockwave falls over the land of Skyrim, flattening Whiterun and running over everything in a terrible radius.

Era, who had been simply taking a walk below, of course, survives.

She's a machine, after all, built for this... at least, in a sense. Her appearance is that of an adult woman, with long blue hair and sparkling blue eyes, a blue, spherical crystal in the center of her chest. Lines of light course up and down her metallic skin. She wears armor of silver and gold, closely fit and angular in a cyberpunk sense that certainly clashes with the magic she prefers to use.

Era does not waste a moment of time, calling upon her sword and swatting away the lasers that come her way as she rises into the air at her top speed, striking the serpent in one of its many segments, the impact sending a rattle through the devourer's body, cracking its armor, shattering some of what passes for "bones" within its partly-spectral purple body. He lets out a roar of intense pain, soaring forward, coiling up in-air, and facing Era. His numerous eyes focus on the comparatively small figure floating next to him.

"What manner of being dares?", he snarks, ego taking full force over rationality as per always.

Era stops herself midair, giving her sword a flourish. It's a large weapon with a blade of blue, energetic magic sourced from a bar shrouded in machinery at its center.

"I should ask the same of you, she sort-of-asks in a passive aggressive fashion "64.3% cosmic steel composition- analysis: indestructible. Analysis rejected. What are you?", she follows. The analysis shows that he wears armor of cosmic steel. At one point, she had thought the material indestructible, and labeled it as such. Seems she had forgotten to remove that bias from her automated systems.

The devourer flashes its array of terrible teeth within its all-destroying mouth, like a snake's facsimile of a smile. "It doesn't matter. You are no god, but I will feast on your essence regardless!"

Era's eyes turn intense in focus, she dashes forward at the devourer as he charges at her just the same. Sailing just past his head, Era strikes his body with her sword as she runs across his segments, scraping her weapon against the durable cosmilite armor to little success. She breaks away, raising a hand, summoning a storm of thousands of replicas of the very sword she wields, which begin to swirl around her at lightning speed, just their presence whipping up a whirlwind.

The devourer, now uncoiled, turns, energy collecting between his mandibles, a blast of purple god-fire erupting from his mouth. The divine blaze scorches across the sky, forcing Era to teleport out of the way, leaving her sword-storm to rapidly dissipate. She appears in a blast of red-hot fire right on the devourer's face, briefly blinding the god-eater, granting her enough time to cut a hole open in the fabric of reality right in front of him with the intense blade of her sword. She jumps away just as the space wound splits all the way open, unleashing a beam of light-magic energy that engulfs the devourer's face, melting away cosmic steel and scorching any exposed flesh away like acid. He lets out a roar of pain, getting his bearings as his vision begins to return before diving at the ground.

Era dashes after, flying down at supersonic speeds to prevent him from gaining any form of upper hand, but is met by the devourer's tail swatting her away far into the blue skies above. Flecks of her still-stable form fall away with the impact and she certainly tumbles out of control, but she's remarkably incompressible- damage assessment- minimal taken. Era quickly regains control of her ascent and shifts her gaze downwards.

Era collects energy within herself, performing a brief calculation using known variables to-

The devourer's exact position, easy enough to- an unknown variable presents itself.

Suddenly, the sky above her splits open!

Era barely flies out of the way as the devourer tries to close his jaws around her. She's caught on his face and burnt by god-fire, but does not fall into the beast's mouth. Era tumbles in the air but quickly straightens herself in time to erase a few stray lasers coming her way as a swiftly-engineered parting gift from the angry devourer of gods.

The devourer collects energy across its segments as it soars through the air. Profaned flame erupts from its body, holding it aloft- a power taken from one of its many kills. The purple, god-killing energy releases- a barrage of energy balls and lasers and energy balls that shoot lasers fire in Era's direction, a bullet-hell cacophony of godly force that Era cannot but dodge. Calculation after calculation, her movements are exact, time might as well be stopped, but the density of fire is too high for her to do much else than dodge. Up, down, left, right- all of the sudden there's an opening!

Era focuses deeply on the power growing within her, reshaping reality around her. An intense frown forms on her face as she points two finger-guns down at the devourer below. She double checks- indeed, there remained no sapient living things within the effective blast radius anymore- and she converts two baseball-sized pieces of the beast's body into pure mass-energy!

Instantly, the world erupts in a blast of nuclear hellfire, levelling everything not torn into pieces by the devourer's volleys of lasers. The devourer lets out an indignant scream that is swallowed by the mighty roar of the titanic explosion. The devourer's back half falls to the ground below with a titanic thud dwarfed by the roar of burning trees. Era feigns blowing the smoke off the end of a gun with both of her hands. To her, a nuclear explosion at this distance was little more than an inconvenient. She was incompressible, heatproof, and designed to work uninterrupted in space for billions of years.

The devourer of gods collects itself- literally- his body begins to spark with electric divine energy as he retreats into his home dimension. Fear, an emotion the devourer prefers to suppress at all costs, rears its ugly head. Rather than accept his losses, however, the devourer begins to reform himself... his body recollects, his energy condenses, and yet he becomes all the more mortal for it. The devourer of gods ascends to his true, final form!

"IT'S NOT OVER YET, KID!", he roars, erupting from his pocket dimension, taking the opportunity to appear nearly exactly right next to Era. Before he can bring his jaws down, Era forms a transparent, spherical magical shield around her and expands it to several times its standard size, holding the devourer's jaws open with its intense pressure. In response, the devourer unleashes a torrent of purple divine fire from within his mouth that begins to lick away at the shield, well, exactly as fire tends to do. Quickly arranging a new plan, Era finds the time and energy within herself to teleport above the devourer- but before she can counterattack, he turns intangible entirely!

All around Era, barrages of high-energy lasers rain down from every direction, coming from seemingly nowhere at all. They are incredibly numerous, perhaps even more than before, but she has a distinct advantage this time- they're also more organized.

Perfect logic in a mind of crystal, Era calculates a perfect path through the well-arranged laser walls, easily making her way through just in time- as the devourer of gods turns corporeal once again- to push herself out of the way of the devourer's coming jaws. Swiftly, she counterattacks, flying alongside the devourer's body, catching up with his head as it snakes through the air all the while unleashing mostly-useless strikes across his body. It's like a dogfight, but the second plane leaves behind more of itself, for an easy comparison. Soon enough, Era's small size and extreme speed gives her enough time to catch up to the devourer's head. She launches herself upwards and on top of the head. She distorts realtity, turning a section of the devourer's head into a source of high negative charge, and her feet into one of high positive charge, magnetically gluing herself to him. Era raises her arms into the air, her sword extending to several times its normal length!

With all the strength in her artificial muscles, Era brings her sword down upon the devourer of god's largest eye, digging the weapon's blue blade deep into his head with fiery yet impassionate grace. The devourer thrashes and thrashes before finally giving up and striking himself with his own body, forcing Era off of him with a sweep of his tail. As Era straightens her fall in midair, The devourer follows up his attack by unleashing two split rays of holy and unholy energy from his mouth that meet upon Era's location, blasting her away, streaking across the sky like comets of gold and purple. Era's form burns away piece by piece until she forces herself out of the way of the twin beams, much worse for wear.

Damage assessment - 63% taken - repairs required, she swiftly assesses. Era runs her arms across eachother. Her "wound" begin to close themselves, golden light pouring forth from seemingly nowhere that gently falls upon them and seals them up quite nicely. The wounds themselves are nasty things, revealing no mechanical nor fleshy innards beneath, but instead a formless blue light that leaks like, for lack of a better comparison, the mist that emerges from an open freezer.

Era swiftly stops healing herself upon noting approaching danger, assessing a damage left to heal of 43% as the devourer bears down upon her. Era rockets herself beneath the devourer's jaws, cutting a straight line in the fabric of reality as she does so. The devourer rams right into it, receiving a cylindrical ray of energy burst forth from the rift for his consistent overzealous pursuit of her life. Era can't help but be internally satisfied with her own strategy- but is soon met with a legitimately clever counterplay, as another, smaller cosmic worm similar to the devourer himself, bears its jaws down upon her. She anticipated it, certainly, it's practically impossible to take Era by surprise, but there was no reacting to this- she was stationary- a foolish, emotional reaction that she should not have taken. In life, emotions were something she often indulged in, even to her own and others detriment. In battle, though, they had little place.

No use in lamenting now. Era fires a beam of blue light magic into the cosmic devourer's face, forcing them away from eachother. Era swiftly teleports further into the distance, giving herself enough time to collect more energy from within herself, just enough time to calculate something new.

Era spreads her fingers like a web, bending them like claws and giving the devourer a look like intensity incarnate. She had been told to use that face before, because it was "scary". Intimidation had its place in battle.

Perhaps not this one, but she did not feel particularly concerned as to that little detail.

Era forces the gravity around the devourer to intensify, a dozen times, then a hundred times, then a thousand times, the greatest of the effect collected around the devourer's head. The density of gravity takes the devourer completely off-guard, forcing him into the ground like a series of huge explosives all going off at the same time. His distance from the ground gives him more than enough time to hit terminal velocity in the instant he is falling for, contorting the serpent's body and crushing him under the weight of his own armor. The devourer is left all but dead, crushed under his own weight.

He lets out a shriek in defiance, something determined, yet still, as unwise and egotistical as ever. He fears his death- not for a wise reason, like the lingering shadow of oblivion, but simply because his ego cannot accept its own defeat, not at the hands of this complete stranger.

"A GOD DOES NOT FEAR DEATH!", the devourer roars, his voice coming out as a roar of defiance against death itself- but really, it's simply the roar of a brattish, spoiled child of a man- er, serpent, worm thing- who cannot come to terms with their own inadequacy.

"WELL MAYBE YOU SHOULD!", Era responds. She has seen a god die. Two, actually. Her own world's version of providence, ironically a god that the devourer before her had seen die as well- he killed her... and Aeon, Era's own creator, completely annihilated in brutal fashion by the final revenge of the void.

Her words, then, are the truth. A god should fear death. Because their very existence tends to invite it. Live long enough...

Era raises her arms into the air, tears of golden light appearing in reality's flesh like seams on a woven blanket, energy dancing between her fingers with the practice of a choreographed dance and the power of several tons of explosives. The devourer rushes forward to interrupt her, unable to call upon enough energy to warp himself into his own dimension for anything resembling a retreat. He's desperate for this kill, unable to comprehend anything else- because if he fails, he will be stuck here, unable to pursue his intended prey, unable to leave, a husk- unless he can take the power of this stupid woman who dared defy him. His potential was infinite. What was she to him.

Not that he would retreat if he could. No mass of ego this large would ever do something that smart.

Era answers the question- of what she was to the devourer- quite swiftly. The seams open like a falling house of cards, an intentional fall-apart set of dominos arranged specifically to erase the being that rears its head before her. Era rushes backwards, and a dozen beams of energy condense into one in front of Era, striking the devourer all at the same time.

A rush of thoughts hits him as he is completely overcome. None of them worth sharing. Defiantly egotistical to the end, the devourer's flesh burns away long before his armor, leaving red-hot, charred segments of distorted metal to plummet to the scorched earth below, flesh only remaining in the back-half of the devourer's now-dead body.

Era floats her way to the ground. Opening such rifts in reality had a tendency to impact her overall form cohesion by approximately 50%. As such, her form had taken 93% damage. Era raises a hand into the air, golden light showering down upon herself, slowly repairing the wounds inflicted by her battle. 93% damage to her leaves her looking like a piece of modern art.

Even as she starts looking around at the immediate surroundings, everything is already repairing itself.

But, she supposed, this was just the nature of the space she had found herself in.

Now, to find out more about this... arena.

Edited by Whoma on Aug 27th 2022 at 12:27:17 PM

Luffy glances back at Mark. Oi! You were lost too? Huh! Sorry bout that!

Your sense of directions sucks. Chides Zoro.

... Really?

Welp! I’m hungry! See ya guys later! Luffy leaves, his stuned crewmates shaking their heads, and head for HUB CENTRALIS’

...

Where IKA ATTACKS!! Luffy doesnt strike back for nod though. He just stretch his neck to look outside and keep eating delicious ham...

"Assuming they're safe at home, they'll be fine, my name is Ella"

She took a bow as she said that, standing just to do that

"I'm sorry I worried you"

Ika sends a death glare to the hilariously unrepentant garbage wizard, before she notices Unity and growls under her breath.

"So it a-piers they resisting... fine! I figured they would!"

When Unity's dive-bombing plunges close enough to hit her, Ika sidesteps the attack surprisingly quickly.

Being ignored, being attacked by randos, being exposed to the stupid powerful and scary things that exist here, having the spirit of her idols dispelled.

Over a year of frustration and anger explodes in this one moment.

The little bands around her wrists turn and click.

50 KG → 20 000 KG

"DIE!"

She throws a lightning fast Megaton Punch to try and blow Unity into the nearest building, the force bolstered by her sudden four-hundred fold increase in mass.

Luffy looks very confused at what's going on but he does leap out of the way of the building he was in. This does destroy his food, which upsets Luffy enough to uses Gear 3 from the get-go. Leaping at Ika and throwing his arm back, he swing it at her face, attempting to knock her over with a use of an haki-amplified...

GOMU GOMU NO ELEPHANT GUN!

Regardless of the result, Luffy drop back down to the ground and his arm shrink back.

What's up?!

The "wizard" (he's actually not one) answers her Death Glare by showing her his tongue, and then he steps aside from her punch, altough it wasn't directed at him, as a caution.

Unity gets smashed through a building.

As the Osprey lands, the first to step out is a crossdressing blondie.◊ "This is why we weren't supposed to pick fights!" he barks.

Standing still, he addresses Ika. "Ma'am, I represent Project Skin Horse. We're a government-affiliated group devoted to resolving problems for sapient nonhumans like you. And you seem to have problems worth talking about."

Hub centralis

In the lobby of a nearby Resturaunt, a man dressed in a dark purple suit, with purple hair, Is having some seafood soup, sitting near four other individuals in purple clothing.

Vibrations from the occurances outside knock over The purple haired man's soup bowl, leading to him saying "Against my better judgement, I'm going outside to see what is happening. Stay here." The man leaves the building, looking over to where the osprey landing and everything else is occuring, calmly walking over.

She fumes and points an angry finger at Tip.

"Oh, now that I'm taking action you want to talk to me de-geso?! I try to talk about my problems and the environment and the MANATEE-SHIT that you people are doing to the ocean for who knows how long and no one bats an eye, but when your people might start getting hurt, only then do you start paying attention?!"

Ika is knocked away by Luffy's fist, and some ink/blood(?) is spilled, but she's sturdy like this. Luffy's strong too, but Ika isn't a pushover.

"I! Am going to seas this city! AND CONQUER THE SURFACE! AND SAVE THE OCEAN! THERE ISN'T A DAMNED THING YOU SHELLFISH HUMANS CAN DO ABOUT IT!"

Her tentacles flare before zooming out, snatching up an empty pickup truck. She proceeds to rip it in half before chucking one half at the garbage not-wizard, and trying to slam the other into Luffy from above like a sledgehammer.

This might cause quite the ruckus.

Tropique

Oh the beaches of Tropique, warm and lush with plant life close-by. A perfect place to relax, and that is just what one person appears to be doing... Except she is not really dressed for the situation that much at all, considering she has leather gear on. And what the hell is that giant-ass stick thing next to her?

Oh hey! You're a squid lady! I know a squid guy! Do ya know him? Luffy says, he does hear her out though, and begins to ponder briefly on what she said.

Huh? What have we done wrong to the ocean? I mean maybe I peed in it sometimes but there wasn't anywhere else to do it at the time! He attempts to defend himself with. When Ika yeet half a truck at him, Luffy raise his hands to block the debris but is sent skidding backwards! Surprised at her strength, he spins around briefly after coming to a stop and yeet the truck part her way after extending his arms, accidentally causing further devastation around himself.

HEAVE HO!!!

Tip pushes in his glasses. "Ma'am, we only just learned about your situation like five seconds before you attacked one of our agents. I'm not trying to hurt you; we're here to help."

He then points at Luffy and the garbageman. "And those guys aren't with us."

Yesod calmly walks over, observing the ongoing situation, fixing the tie on his suit as he does so. He's not getting directly involved, yet.

Ecoloco, the non-wizard, dodges the half of a truck with a rolling.

   I am trying to build my ideal world! A world filled to the brim with garbage and pollution! And you can do nothing to avoid it!   

He lifts the nearest dumpster bin and throws it to the Squid Girl!

A few of Ika's tentacles just bash the truck coming her way into the ground, creating a crater in the street.

"You jellyfish-brain humans keep throwing your garbage in the ocean! You eat so many fish that you wipe them out! YOU POISON THE WATER, YES, WITH YOUR PEE AND STUFF! And you are literally! Heating up the planet to the point! Where it KILLS us! Coral reefs don't have air conditioning de-geso!"

She just glares at Tip. Ika doesn't really understand the idea of different human organizations - she just takes his statement as more proof that the surface world really was doing its damndest to ignore her.

"Yeah! To help yourselves!"

Her eyes go fucking red when Ecoloco directly antagonizes her.

"I CAN RIP YOU IN HALF! THAT'S SOMETHING I CAN DO TO STOP YOU!" she screams.

20 000 KG → 0.000 05 KG

Ika leaps into the air, floating over the dumpster bin, before screeching at Ecoloco with a high enough pitch and volume to cause eardrums to burst and shatter the windows of the buildings around them.

Tropique

THE BOY appears in a *bawoop!*

"Ah, the beach!" he says to himself. "The third best place to spend vacation days!"

Having teleported in facing away from person, he hasn't noticed her yet.

Hey! Greets Luffy, being led to believe he's been called out as a salute.

Well, I can't swim 'cuz the ocean hates me! So I can't pick up the debris! Luffy protests. I'm a victim of didicrimenation but I don't let it weigh me down, not unless I'm underwater! then it does weigh me down He contemplates.

... So where do I pee then? He asks, putting his hands behind his head. When Ika attacks the trashman, Luffy does attempts to stretch his arm to punch Danny Devito away from her. His arms don't have ears so they're fine...

Edited by Bolded1 on Sep 20th 2021 at 1:53:53 PM

Tip winces and covers his ears from the volume of the shriek. Hey, baseline human here.

"O-okay, look, some humans are killing the world. Just as many don't even care that it's happening. But there are plenty of humans who are trying to stop the first group. Are they your enemies too?"

Unity crawls up to him.    "Tip, are you tryna reason with her? She's like... totes dead-set on hating people."   

"You're just saying that because you want to eat her," Tip replies condescendingly.

The lady's lounging is interrupted by the arrival of THE BOY and his *bawoop*. Understandably, she is shocked by his sudden appearance, letting out a "Gah!" of shock while sitting upwards. This noise would most likely alert him to her presence though, so she slowly reaches for her... whatever the hell it is.

Yesod sighs, looking forwards as he takes a page off of a clipboard, seemingly preparing to do something, moving back away from the squid girl as his eardrums undergo a road trip through auditory hell.

Ecoloco answers to Luffy:    You can answer " the nature's call wherever you want! You are free! Don't let something as petty like manners stop you!   

Then he covers his ears because of the screech, letting him unable to hear well and with a strong headache.

0.000 05 KG → 20 000 KG

"On a tree or in a hole or something!"

Ika slams back into the ground, causing a minor shockwave on impact, before shooting a pair of tentacles at the moved Ecoloco like spearheads. They might punch right through him!

She growls, and glows white for a second in anger. Any electronic systems in the vicinity might go loopy or shut down entirely.

"N-no. But I've met like. Less than a dozen of those... at least people who try to help. And there's like a billion of you total!"

"Look at this shark!" she says, referring to Ecoloco. "He doesn't care at all!"

"When I conquer the surface world, they can help! I'll need helpers! The good ones! Like Eiko-san..."

His head snaps around to look.

"Huh, new person!"

He seems pretty unconcerned with her whatever-it-is.

"Hhhhhhhowdy!"

Edited by Rbade on Sep 20th 2021 at 5:24:57 AM

"He burns through food faster than most forest fires the fuck is up with him- These two are probably that Zoro and Sanji guy so first impression's a good choice"

Mark takes a good look at Zoro and Sanji bantering, likely all three katanas on Zoro's intriguing him and the cigarette on Sanji's mouth, considering he's never seen cigarettes nor a person with three katanas before.

"Fuck off, that look on your face says it happens to you more often than you'd admit to" Mark's strange ability to read social queues and facial expressions works wonders yet again.

Andrew picks up the glowing stone and starts sniffing it.

"Man this smells kinda... rocky and alive-ish man, maybe it has somethin' in it like a crystal ball man- Maybe its one of those flavored rocks William gave me at the guild!" His excitement has reached a fever pitch and his mind has made his choice, he is going to eat this rock and no man is going to stop him. "nom" He bit on the tip, trying to taste it

"agaejblgskewagkenga;"

"Nick?!"

"ser-v—e j-j-j-joy"

"Bubbles, what's happening?"

"agha... eh... I'm okay now. Some kinda farting anti-electronics aura."

"destroy"

Tip looks back. "No, Bubbles! I think I'm making progress!"

"Well, I'm coming out anyway."

A dog◊ jumps out of the helicopter.

Upon the bite, light consumes Andrew, as well as a searing pain.

When it fades, a new creature has appeared before him.

Boreas Awakening (literally this note-for-note but replace "Alrest" with "the Arena")

Edited by KiriK on Sep 20th 2021 at 7:33:11 AM

But I live on a boat! Hm... Luffy ponders briefly.

Well, I think you're pretty justified in how you act! But if you invade the Surface World, there's a lot of folks I care about who are gonna go down! So I guess I need to stop ya! Sorry, but I'll think really hard the next time I have to pee! You can be sure of that!

Luffy hold his hands forward, and a flowing aura appears around his hands.

Or if you want, you can pummel away at me and pretend I'm, like, everything wrong with the surface world!

...

Who you saying fuck off to?

You, obviously. Comments Sanji, with an amused smirk.

The initial shockwave pushes aside the flithy guy, barely avoiding the tentacles!

He then whistles, and a myriad of cockroaches gets out from their nests, and tries to climb the girl by her tentacles.

   Meet my little friends! Aren't they cute? Join me and there will be trillions of these around! MWAHAHAHAHA!   

...

Somewhere near here, Ecoloco's whistle was heard by a huge cockroach.

Huh? Who's calling us?

Edited by BombonBombin on Sep 20th 2021 at 7:34:31 AM