Corban Versus Joshua The Grand Summoner
Eh, Roger....We need to do this, okay?
A flash of lightning blinds the world beneath a fury of what will be represented. The light fades and soon Ayenee's cities regain collateral over the landscape. A man of lithe form and confident erect stature stands as a man of total encompass knowledge. His descended towering robe of evergreen smashing against the waves of the expelled energy: Thus sending ripples of cloth from his hidden sandaled feet to his pectoral yellow cross emblem chest( the Mark of Betrayal by the Ryuujin). The icon reaching down to his robe's burrowed cloth: hiding his feet and then some.
His amber light brown eyes staring right at Corban with a look of respect; yet, disapproval that the fact the man never once reached out to his calling of power. Dark brunette, chin length hair, whirls against his mid shoulder region as the auroral pull of cosmic synergy channels within him; therein, causing his entirety to alter to a transparent skin of etheric boundaries.
The fog of war was uplifted and smashed in the face of all interdimensional paradoxes of self. Everything was hidden beneath the clutches of the Summoner's buckling fists. Traversing realm form realm;he knew, Corban was out and about.
His eyes grew brighter like the glowing beacon of a god reborn. The peering pupils of fused amber peer into the depths of cataclysm that was his inner intentions.
Shields upon shields of multiversal guardianship shatter against his traverse of interplanar travel. Multicolor whirlwinds explode against his athletic form as the ripples of matter and space part. He flattens out his figure( like Superman flying through the skies) leaving the robe collapsing against his entire ghost like figure. Shimmering hues of multiversal consciousness explode waves of color incapable of perception. Rainbows, invisible to the eye of man, detonate with a coalescence of immortal understanding. Grasping and clawing at all forms of energy; all the while, the astral barriers smash against himself as he hurtled through the weaker realms.
"CORBAN....YOU'RE GOING TO EAT THE EMERGENCE OF WORLDS!!" His voice inconsiderately smashing all previous laws of physical limitations defined by man's law.
*Nexus* " Josh...This is Corban....Come on.....You've known him forever.......Are you serious?" The Summoner immediately stops in his flight through interdimensional travel. His dark chestnut hair whipping back in his face. His legs kicking out like a bike stand; all the meanwhile, expulsions of rippling green mana shatter across the inner plane field. (Green being life force: The chakra of fulcrum).
As the ripples dismiss; Josh looks up, his eye glaze back to a state of normalcy. The effects causing his brown hued eyes glaring throughout every growing depths of stars and exploded states of ever evolving creation.
He riptides his travels. The borders of interplanar worlds shatter. Letting loose the flood of all purgatory spirits. Traveling agony; representing by many human like faces, smash back and forth like horrid ghouls of limbo. Expressions eating away their misery as they slip in between the hither and there.
THE ASTRAL PLANE AS BEEN OPENED JUST FOR THIS ONE MAN!!! FEEL PRIVILEGED TO LIVE WITH THE SUMMONER, CORBAN!!!!!!!!" Her feminine voice orchestrating the demise of reincarnation. The continuation of the world halters against the flood of the despaired.
The forsaken and abysmal flourishing through the omniverse like a bleeding wound of a mortal enemy. Vengeful , misery stricken, angry and saddened souls plowing through all states of existence. Throwing their phantasmal arms with rejoice as they're finally released from their cages of spiritual redemption. Clawing away this realm and that phantom like city. Entire states of reality being raked by the claws of the damned. Crying souls leaving living flesh and bonded elementals murdered and dying as the mortal coil that supports all shrinks ever slightly.
Joshua merely stood still as the Nexus spoke. Which he tended to do, cause, if he didn't he would have been ate alive many years ago. He kneels down in the bleakness of interplanar crossroads. Waves of orange( body and mind), purple ( highest visible state of immortality and mortality : manifestations of god), yellow (assimilating entire experience / The Akashic Records) smash through the spectrum that he is...given forth by the Madonna of creation/ The Nexus. <E>
Chad.............You made my banner.......
Where the hell is chad ?????????? I want chad..........no one else................chad.................josh wants you dead...........I love valucre............i demand we fight in your realm.....................you know that means that josh is just an avatar though.................eh.........josh wants terrata........constantly.