V3 Stood on the beach motionless for what seemed like an eternity. He had failed miserably. Kamui Solaris had been up on the moon for just as long, the frost demon's rageful aura could be felt like the tides felt the ever present tugging of the moon itself.

He hated himself for being so stupid, hated Kamui for coming here, hated MARK I for the things he'd done to them. He came down on his knees, burying his heavy fist into the shore again and again and again. The island itself began to tremor beneath the force of his blows.

In the distance he could hear the roaring of a gigantic beast. Far off to the islands near the demon of Bunbuku, a monstrous lizard roared at the midnight moon as V3's fist pounded the sand beneath them.

"That damn demon lady..This is all her fault. If she hadn't..." V3 went silent as he felt MARK I stir within him.

"Master John.." POPs, the newest of many artificial intelligence matrix MARK I had erected to replace bunny spoke up.

"Do not be so hard on yourself. There isn't much you could have done. I can sense you're anger. You can talk to me. What is wrong?"

"I just don't understand how a guy like that can be allowed to run around and do whatever he wants. Like I don't get it? Don't Cam see that he's all messed up in da head?"

"Perhaps he does. Perhaps he does not. The young Kamui has a psychical body now, demonic Ki flowing through his veins, familiar Ki, it seems. Ki quiet similar to that of our lady @amatricina ."

V3 clutched his side at the mention of her name. He could feel MARK I beginning to rumble from within at the mention of the demon lord.
"Ease off the A word will'ya.. I am not goin up there!" His fist began to shake. Anger visibly perturbing him for anyone who might be watching.

"It's bad enough we Attacked Majin Zam and that other young girl (Hanzo Medjikara ). We have caused enough trouble already now were working with a demon of all things!"

"These are regrettable times my dear John, regrettable indeed, no one here is denying that but think for a moment. Why are we here.." POPS spoke as if the question was rhetorical. He moved closer towards John, maneuvering to his side like a serpent searching for an opening.

"What is our purpose right now. What are we SUPPOSED to be doing.."

V3 thought to himself. He took a deep breath before continuing.

"We're supposed to become closer..MARK I and I. Something about..magic and spirits.."

"That's right Johnny and if we do this, if we achieve this what do you think we will accomplish?"

Pops leaned in closer placing a holographic hand on John's shoulder.

"According to you.. It will make it easier to like, get a hold of myself.. But I can't trust you.. You were created by him.."
A grin spread across Pops thin, weasel like face as he drew closer to V3's ear and whispered.

"Then don't trust me. You have every right to be skeptical" He took a step back before continuing.

"But do trust this. There is a demon on the moon. A demon that if he should find out about you and your family he will do worse than kill you John, He will kill Danny.."

Again V3 clutched his side in pain. "Aghhh!!"

"...he will find little Suzie..."
"..Aghh..what is happening.." V3's arms began to swell and blacken by the second as his eyes faded from their original color into a deep red.

"and he will beat her day after day. He will infect her with his Ki leeches and as she screams for mercy he will..."


"STOOOOP!!!!" V3 yelled His Aura Flashing a brilliant golden white, fading into shade of light blue by the tips. It was a human energy, a heroic energy one in pain and discomfort. From within he could feel as he power began to climb higher and higher, breaking the limiters and Kai weights MARK I had placed around his heart so long ago.

Within moments his power shot above 100k, then 200k, then 400k, and higher and higher until the waves formed into pillars of fury, reaching higher and higher into the skies. Clouds surrounded the beaches, peppering the ground around him with lightning bolts. The grounds shook beneath him as his form rose several feet into the air, his body a strange in between of MARK I's and his own, his brilliant, heroic aura slowly giving way to an unsensable, sinister one. MARK I's own Aura covering and concealing V3's like an eclipse.

"I am sorry but this is the only way. A common enemy is the best way to bring...people together. You may not have realized this yet in all of MARK's Misadventures so allow me to spell it out for you before Master comes out. Your emotions, feelings, urges. They're tied to him John and his to yours. Two sides to the same coin. Your hormones, thoughts and emotions effect each other, in their own ways. How you each handle these are completely different. Allow me to provide you with one small example."

He stepped away from them as the winds began to pick up around them, the facade that was pops body completely unaffected by environmental effects such as debris and wind.

"You are a mess Johnathan. You and MARK I. You two need to come to grips and agree on at least one thing if we are ever to get anywhere. Let's talk about..." He took his time, savoring the words before speaking.

"Amatricina.."

"Stop! Saying. That. Name!" V3 yelled out as he's muscles began to bulge and swell at erratic rates.

"Ahh yes. V3. You hate her but Master.. It seems his feelings are a mixture. Confusion, anger..and lust. How disgusting you must feel Johnathan. To be trapped in a body not fully your own anymore and be saddled with strange feelings for not even a women but a demon who, surely even you must know will use you at every turn, aren't you engaged?"

MARK I's mind finally surfaced. Sending ripples throughout the air like a pebble dropping into a pound, a surprisingly gentle show of his presence.

"There he is." Pops said giving a slight bow.

"Johnathan. You fear Kamui Solaris. If MARK I will not kill him than you must. You hate Amatricina and there up above us is her favorite pet"

"No! Shut up! I don't even know wh..."

"He will find out about them. John and when he does.."

"AghhhHHHH!!" Weaponized gas, like flame spewed out of V3's mouth as his legs began to sprout black, ink like substance, covering him completely as he struggled to move while the strange inky substance worked it's way up his abdomen, slowly gaining in mass and weight by the second.

"Good..now. Master.. Kamui Solaris is a threat to V3's family. I know you harbor feelings for them, though I also know that may not enough so allow me to say this than...

The demon lord has imbued him with her very essence. She has granted him true power. She favors him. That much is apparent while you..you are nothing but a tool and when she's done with you she will discard you, like everyone else, she will throw you away.."

MARK I's skin began to pour out from beneath John's own like sweat dripping from every pour. It was a slow and painful process one that from the outside looking in would seem as if the man was possessed, growing in size, strength and animosity as certain features of his body gave way to a far less human physique.

----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------

A mushroom cloud of fire and fury filled the air as the titan launched himself towards the sky at speed in easily in excess of escape velocity. It didn’t take long for them to reach the moon.

Landing directly in front of Kamui MARK I balled up his fist and launched an immediate assault into the changeling. A series of combination punches and kicks coming at the frost demon with a malicious intent, the intent to kill. The titan's assault would follow Kamui to the ends of the earth as he came at the changeling with such ferocity. Almost as if this was a simple continuation of their last fight, a seamless continuation of a rivalry that didn't seem to end.

Regardless of the effects his assault would have eventually MARK I would come to a dead stop. His eyes locking onto his opponent before uttering a single, simple phrase in his own voice, but this time, in his opponents mind, a new trick perhaps.

"45%"
Post: 1 Doctor Kaijin Vex

BATTLE TRACKER
d100+40·3d12

INVASION!

---

The Demon Lord Amatricina had been deep in her meditations in the bowels of Poco Poco Volcano when she felt it. A familiar demonic energy, neither truly that of a demon, or entirely mortal in nature. It was the energy of none other than her own grim creation, Kamui Solaris. The Frost Demon himself. Ruby eyes opened wide beneath the molten lake in the depths of the mountain of fire, awakened from a trance like state by the energy the demoness felt. It was Kamui acting under his full power, something the Fire Demon had not felt since shortly after she restored his physical body with her magics. Amatricina clenched her fists, wondering what exactly was transpiring. The Crusher Corps was under orders to take the Earth bloodlessly. There was no reason for the Frost Demon to be at his full strength unless he was under attack. The demon quickly flared her aura of crimson ki, demonic energy pouring forth like a burning inferno of malice as she took off flying skywards towards the the clouds above.

Kamui's energy was not on the Earth, no, it was close though. The planet's moon, the barren rock which orbited the world was the source. The demon's brow furrowed, and she began to channel immense amounts of Dark Energy into herself as she flew. Her body was enveloped in pure darkness, wrapped lovingly in the tender embrace of her realm's ruinous black power. Her silhouette began to change slightly as she absorbed the darkness into her own form, her horns sharpening to boast grimmer points at their sharp ends. The demon's already long crimson hair grew until extended down to the small of her back, and her already buxom and curvaceous figure was further accentuated. Her curves swelling to even more grandiose proportions as her musculature gained new, more toned definition. It was not as drastic a physical transformation as some species experienced, but the effects were no less potent as the demon's power levels tripled immediately.

In a flash of obsidian light the darkness was dispelled as it was fully assimilated, leaving Amatricina visible to the naked eye once more. Her attire had changed noticeably, her armored gauntlets now sporting long shoulderless black sleeves and the metal belt at her waist having grown outwards to form an armored mail skirt that reached half way down her thighs. Most notably, the Fire Demon's hallmark ruby and golden color scheme had darkened considerably. Where once her armor was a vibrant crimson shade, it was now obsidian black, and the once gilded trimmings and ornamentation to her attire had become a richer, deeper shade of crimson. Amatricina had little time to appreciate the transformation as she often did. Her gaze steeled as she raced forward at ever greater speeds shattering the sound barrier over and over until she burst through the planet's upper atmosphere and there remained no air to convey sound.

The demoness made for the Moon, only to pause as she drew close enough to finally see what was transpiring. Her chimeric child, Kamui, locked in battle with the armored titan known as the Mark I. Amatricina stopped in an instant, though her power level did not diminish. Her thoughts drifted back to their meeting on the Kabochan flagship only a few weeks prior. Kamui had still been a lowly cyborg then, revealing a cryptic communication embedded into his memory banks by a foe that had beaten him mercilessly and slaughtered dozens of his own soldiers. Pride was what drove the warrior forward. Pride, honor, and vengeance. Amatricina's fingers curled, and her forked tongue licked across her lush, full lips at the spectacle unfolding before her on the barren moon below. Rarely did one ever get to witness a being fighting for their entire purpose, their whole being thrust forth into one fated battle. One climactic moment in their life, either the greatest victory, or their final defeat. The demon flared her aura, projecting her Demonic Barrier as she crossed her legs and 'seated' herself hovering out in the void of space a mile above the moon's surface. Let the two warriors know the eyes of Amatricina the Avaricious were upon them. Let them know she had every intention of witnessing the spectacle of the two beings' climactic duel.

---

BATTLE TRACKER

---

Post Count: 1

While he had gotten stronger, Mark I had seemingly gotten stronger as well.


Based on the results of their last battle, Kamui had figured that his new power would prove himself mighty enough to slay the Android in but a few blows. But that had proven incorrect in the grand scheme of things. For little did he know, Mark I had been preparing himself, evolving just for this moment.

Nonetheless, Kamui got the first glance of such improvement when Mark I rose in the midst of his energy wave, showing signs of damage of course, but not nearly as much as the Frost Demon had been expecting. Although what the Frost Demon had been expecting was complete obliteration, so with that as the standard, anything lesser would've been a massive disappointment.

Defying all odds (in Kamui's head), the massive Android emerged and went on the offensive once more, grabbing Kamui by the neck and raising him high in the air before slamming him down onto the surface of the moon, the sheer impact force knocking the breath out the Changeling. It hurt, that much was clear, but not terribly so. Mark I raised him up in the air once more, before slamming him down on the ground, deriving yet another groan of pain from the Changeling. When Mark I moved to repeat the action a third time, however, the Frost Demon decided enough was enough and moved to counterattack. His tail, tipped with sharp tipped Bio Armor wrapped around Mark I's arm before moving to impale the Android's arm at the elbow to halt his movement and cause the Android to relinquish his grip on Kamui. As Kamui scrambled back to his feet, the tail unwrapped around Mark I as Kamui moved back on the offensive. His aura flashing back to life once more, it gave off a near blinding light, the magenta pink capable of blinding those who decided it appropriate to gaze upon it.

Unaffected by the light of his own aura, Kamui proceeded with his attack moving to punch Mark I across the face, in a perfectly executed Sucker Punch. A simple technique, yet the mechanics behind it were much more complicated. Overloading his fist with raw chaotic Ki, upon impact Kamui would release all that negative energy into the Android in a forceful wave of energy capable of sending the man flying across the face of the moon. Not only would it prove externally damaging, but internally as well, as the negative energy would enter the Android's body in waves, seeking to disrupt the vital electronic systems that comprised the man's energy systems.

All the while, he was aware of Amatricina's presence. And he sent her a simple message telepathically.

Interfere, and I swear I will kill you. Watch if you will, but make no step forward. This is personal. A matter of pride.

Post Count: 3 | MARK I

BATTLE TRACKER


1d100·1d6·1d100·1d100+40·2d12+2·1d100

Kamui's tail sunk right in between the joint and muscle tissue as its barbed ends hindered his movement. A wave of Agony shot through MARK I's arm as the ever present glow of his eyes casually shifted towards his arm and that's all it took, a simple tilt of the head, a fraction of a second for his mind to assess the damage, for him to block out the pain in order to maintain his stoic bearing...True speed is blinding...


In that same amount of time his opponent had already launched his counter attack, filling the air between them with a Brillant light that seemed to radiate across multiple spectrum. MARK I's eyes shuttered as the light overloaded his visual fields, frying his sensors, even if only temporarily.
A fist smashed into the side of his face before he could close the eye sensors in an attempt to recover them. Kamui was fast. Having moved into his attack before the titan's own body cold shut off the eye sensors, faster than a "blink", nearly as fast as the lights.

MARK I braced himself as his feet skid across the surface of the moon, away from his opponent's position. He dug himself into the ground deeper in an attempt to slow himself down his systems struggling to keep up with the foreign ki that was currently invading his body.

Locking onto his energy signature MARK I came to a momentary pause... Amatricina.. His head tilted in her direction. He could not see her. He did not need to. In his mind a 3D module of the Demon appeared. He zoomed in on her face and simply moved as if he were actually observing her, his internal algorithms perfectly matching what the Demons' was likely doing in real life.

"Now's not the time sir. We know who here favorite is.." POPS Whisper to the Titan's mind

"MARK!!!" V3 yelled within his head. "MOVE!!"

With that a golden aura seemed to spark from beneath the titan's layer of skin, exposing his inner skeletal framework for a brief moment like X-rays. He did not need to see his opponent. He could sense him, the rest he would map out in his head.

MARK I launched himself at Kamui with such a speed it would be nearly impossible to keep up with, to most. He appeared in front of Kamui and began to launch a series of Vicious hooks and uppercuts, a few jabs peppered into the combos as a set up for later.


MARK I continued to assault the frost demon as his eyes began to reignite in a dense, smoke like material. For a moment his body seemed to rebel to itself. It was as if his own movements pained him as his stomach seemed to spasm.

A mystic mouth seemed to appear where the titans own should be. A massive plume of dark green fog blew across Kamui. It was a simple harmless spell, one that would rob the Frost Demon of his perceptions just long enough for...


A massive Knee broke through the thick fog. MARK I attempted to bury his knee cap into the Changeling. Having used his earlier attacks in an attempt to corner the Frost demon between some terrain to get a better idea of where he would be. In his mind he had already mapped out the entire moon, he could feel Kamui's energy signature, there was guess work involved to be sure but should his knee land it would proceed to penetrate the demon's abdomen as deeply as his opponents rib cage would allow, with all the force of city breaker.

MARK I steadied himself. Reeling back from the pain of multiple systems malfunctioning. He took a moment to adjusted his elbow joint back into place. It would have made a loud audible pop and crack as he snapped it into place, would they not have been in a near soundless void. His healing factor cam into play immediately, though he still could not see. The spirits in his body causing him great discomfort, along with Kamuis foreign energy, draining his internal power supply stores at a rapid rate.

The Titan raised his arms, igniting them with power and force as he began to beat his arms into his chest. He raised his arms into his counter puncher's stance, his mind constantly calculating, anticipating the attacks to come.

Doctor Kaijin Vex @amatricina
Post: 3

BATTLE TRACKER
d100+15·3d12·d100+15·d12·d100+15·d12

The Demon Lord continued watching the battle below, her power radiating heavily from her Darkness Demon form. It was irksome, seeing her creation locked in battle with a being she held no love for, and being unable to help. But, Kamui had said he wanted this, his reason's were his own. They were markedly similar to her own thoughts, though the demoness had yet to challenge the object of her ire to her own climactic battle. She silently hoped Kamui would live to witness it. Her affection for the warrior as much maternal as it was out of respect. She could tell the Frost Demon was sloppy, he was making the same mistakes he had in their spar. He had learned nothing from facing Amatricina in battle. She clenched her fist in rage, fingers crackling with arcane power. Sheath that rage, Amatricina told herself. She breathed out slowly, a plume of black smoke drifting from her mouth as she exhaled her fiery wrath as vapor.

"You're better than this Kamui." The demon said under her breath, words silent to all beyond her barrier. He had speed, he knew how to use it. But that was damn near all he seemed to possess at times. The Mark I had power, and durability. Two advantages were more than one, even a mortal could figure out that math. The Mark I was a machine, or near enough a machine Amatricina did not care to distinguish. Kamui's usual fighting style of going for pressure points would be nowhere near as effective as he'd want it to be. He'd need summon the demonic energy, her energy, the flowed through his body. The Mark I had repeatedly expressed a desire to learn magic, to shield itself from its effects. A proverbial Achilles's heel in his technological armor. She had precious little time to actually teach the armored titan of magic, and the demonic energy Kamui possessed was still likely well beyond the depths of even its artificial mind.

If Kamui could not augment his form and tap into the energy that flowed through him to inflict arcane forms of damage, he would die. And he had burned his bridge with the Demon Lord. Amatricina no longer entertained the brief notion of rescuing her creation from his peril, should his injuries prove life threatening. Instead, she lamented his weakness. His apparent failure to adapt, the curt tone he was so quick to address her with. The child had forgotten its place before its mother. Now Amatricina contemplated simply killing Kamui herself should the Mark I prove his his undoing. Denying the machine the undo satisfaction of claiming her protege's life, and removing the stain of her demonic creation's failure from this world herself. For now though, Amatricina only watched. Her opinions ebbing and flowing with the course of the battle.

---

BATTLE TRACKER

---

Post Count: 3

Impossible...!


He couldn't believe his eyes. Mark I....Mark I was truly....faster than him!


This had never happened to him before. Even Vile, the Heran who had so brutally conquered Kamui in the fast, simply played smarter, keeping his defense close to the body where it was easy to cover himself before redoubling back. Never once, did he meet a foe able to eclipse him in speed, capable of proving himself faster in both reaction speed and attacking speed.

That was, until Mark I came along, adapting and evolving even in the heat of combat. His blows, which had previously worked so well on the Android, were actually having the opposite effect as Mark I's body, as he somehow managed to avoid the effects of Kamui's Ki Disruption technique and then proceeded to strike back in a similar manner.

"Damn it, no!" The Frost Demon roared as he flipped back on the defensive, his arms a blur of movement as he began to intercept and block the Android's movement. However, the Frost Demon crumpled to his knees as several blows rocked his body, pain flaring and enveloping his entire body. His vision blurred even.

How could he...improve....so quickly?

He cannot be....

NO!

He refused to lose here. To die here. Not while Mark I still stood. This was what he was training for....this was the center of his very being. He was the strongest in the universe. He couldn't....he simply couldn't....

"RAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAGH!"

Concussive shockwaves of force were sent rippling through his body. His very body was vibrating with power. Dark Energy was exploding forth from his body in waves. The rune style tattoos that were laden throughout his body were visible even in his transformed state, the runes now glowing bright red with active demonic energy. Negative energy surrounded the moon, threatening to consume the entire astral structure with corrupted energy.

He was mutating. Giving into his hatred completely. Was he not a mortal, one could think he was turning into a demon itself. Albeit, this was not it. He was merely giving into his Chimera status more, sacrificing sanity in exchange for power.

Opening his mouth, he revealed bared fangs, thirsty for carnage

"I will kill you....if it's the last thing I do.."

Kamui slowly rose, his dark aura still surrounding him, bits of pieces of loose debris disintegrating upon coming into contact with Kamui's aura. Holding both hands outwards, Kamui's palms were soon ablaze with concentrated orange sun like energy, almost as if the man was conjuring the legendary Supernova technique in both of his palms, but in a more compact, unstable form, fitting in the palm of Kamui's hands.

"DIE!" Kamui said as he sent both Supernovas rocketing out towards the Android, both intent on exploding upon contact, each holding enough negative energy to level a city with ease, an explosion reaching for miles upon miles.

Post Count: 5 | MARK I @amatricina


BATTLE TRACKER


1d100·1d100·1d100·1d100·1d100+40·2d12+2·1d100

MARK I could hear whispers in his head as he braced himself for impact. Sinister spirits of hell and cursed, trapped souls floated within his body now. Invisible to anyone who didn't know to look for them. They made everything worse. They played both sides, snakes.

MARK I rose his hands to meet the first ball of power and stopped it, dead in its tracks with his mighty palms. The energy spiraled out of control before he lowered and arm and smacked it away from the moon. It ignited in the distance, rocking the entire satellite back and fourth.

The energy from the supernova crackled in between his bones and armor, exacerbating any structural deficiencies he may have acquired throughout the battle.

The spirits made it worse. As MARK I focused his mind on them, locking them down in place they shrieked within his mind, demanding to be released. Reeking havoc on his insides and that the of the nearly human body within him, but now was not the time, he thought to himself.

As the second Supernova blast came at him he took a wide stance with his legs as he pulled a fist back all the way and rocketed it forward towards the blast. A single punch would rip straight through the attacks as a concussive tunnel like force would shot out straight towards the sender with a fierce impact.

MARK I than launched himself at his opponent, again locking onto his enemies energy signature, fueled by spirits within and the single minded purpose to destroy his foe he launched one, super massive punch at his opponents midsection.

Just as his fist began to close the gap dark green spirits would erupt from his chest cavity. It was one half a spell to trap the frost demon in place, another half his sheer will attempting to dominate the powers that be. Gross lanky aspersions would appear in all shapes and sizes, rushing through Kamui's body like an ocean wave through a discarded bag. The spirits would rend his soul, rotting whatever was left of the original Kamui from within as they attempted to drag even this poor soul into the same book within Mark I, potentially to devour him themselves, who knew. This would of course be followed by the Titan's own physical hand reaching out to rasp Kamui by his neck, tightening his grip on the frost demon to an impossible degree in hopes of keeping hims still.

Should his grasp remain the Titan would follow it up with a series of deadly gut punches into the frost demon's abdomen and side before converting one of his arms into a drill like mechanism and attempting to impale the frost demon through.

MARK I could feel an unending rage as he felt the Demon lords power flow through his enemy. A wave of jealousy fueled his every strike, his every movement as he moved in for the kill. He listened to the Demon warlord as she made her request and had elected to do as she commanded but within his cold dark heart laid an anger that seemed to swell every fiber of his being as he attempted to finish off his opponent.

Post #4 @amatricina Doctor Kaijin Vex
BATTLE TRACKER

d100+15·3d8·d100+15·d8·d100+15·d8

It was with seething rage and cold fury that Amatricina watched Kamui lose. Her creation, her child, her prodigal son, beaten without putting up the faintest glimmer of a fight. It enraged her more than seeing him beaten, seeing him die a failure. The Demon Lord immediately 'rose' to her feet. In an instinct she was rocketing towards the battle between her two proteges like a burning meteor of Dark Energy and demonic fire. Her Wrath was manifest, it burned forth from her aura in waves of molten heat that could be felt against the absolute zero of the cold uncaring depths of space itself. Her taloned gauntlet outstretched as she hurtled her unholy fury directly at Kamui. In an instant the demoness vanished from sight, moving so fast she could not be tracked. She reappeared between the two warriors as they fought.

Amatricina rebuked the Mark I's attacks, forcing him away from her beloved child in his dying moments. Her molten gaze met briefly with the metal titans', pure maternal fury in her eyes. She reached out to the Mark I telepathically, her Wrath briefly flooding into him like a pyroclastic flow. "Try and stop me and I will slay you myself!" She roared mentally, before severing the link in an instant. An instant later Amatricina was turned to face Kamui, reading every painful expression on his face as his eyes met hers. His soul already beginning to tear free from his demonic body as her seals failed. He was beyond saving, little more than a dying vessel for his own soul. The Demon Lord's claws were at the Frost Demon's throat in an instant, clamping down hard enough to shatter his wind pipe and crush his spine through his neck. This was but the beginning of his final moments of life.

With all the Wrath in her body Amatricina slammed Kamui down upon the moon, the very ground beneath them erupting with such force huge fragments were sent breaking off flying out into space. They began to orbit the planetoid like moons within a moon. Molten fields of lava poured forth like blood from wounds at the surface of the massive crater, boiling up from the moon's molten core. It began to quickly cool into black obsidian, this crater would forever be a black stain upon this moon. Just as Kamui would forever be a black stain upon Amatricina's long legacy. She would wipe that stain from existence here and now, erase it from eternity so no one would ever know of her failure, Kamui's failure. Her hand clenched tighter in her anger, gilded talons slicked wet with blood as they dug deeper into flesh.

The Demon Lord reached out to Kamui one final time, telepathically linking the two. She felt every ounce of his pain, as he would feel hers. There was no grief in Amatricina's eyes as they locked upon her child's. There was nothing to be mourned, his failure was his alone. Any feelings she had felt for the Frost Demon abandoned, replaced only with a unyielding rage that compelled her to action. "Kamui!" She roared out mentally sending psychic shockwaves radiating from her. "You have FAILED! Your life, your purpose, all a disgrace!" With that her free hand plunged deep into Kamui's battered chest, gripping his heart in her fiery talons. She could feel his very soul within him, slipping away with each pulse of the desperate organ as it tried in vain to keep him alive. With a swift jerk Amatricina tore Kamui's still beating heart from his very chest. Time seemed to slow to a crawl, and in those last moments she spoke to him clearly. "I reclaim the gift that I bestowed you. That which you squandered is mine once more." There was no emotion in her statement, it was merely a fact. A spoken truth unworthy of her rage.

Amatricina exhaled, though there was no air that filled her lungs. It was muscle memory, a sigh. Her gaze softened ever so slightly, and her mental tone became the last thing any would expect. Compassionate. "But, you died standing. As any proper demon should..." Her words at last became mournful, if only for Kamui's last moment. "When you arrive in Hell, seek out Lord Tartaros and Lady Bonara. Tell them their daughter Amatricina yet rules their clan. Tell them her power is boundless, and that she will unite the Demon Realm in her clan's name. Tell them she misses them every day." With that Amatricina crushed the Frost Demon's heart, sending out a violent splatter of blood. She pulled away from Kamui's body, rising slowly to inspect what she had wrought. Raising her hand to her mouth the demoness took a rich, meaty bite out of the crushed heart. It tasted of the very malevolence she had bestowed the once proud warrior with. It was a bitter taste in her mouth, one she needed to experience.

---

BATTLE TRACKER

---

Post Count: 5
MARK I
Doctor Kaijin Vex

Amatricina watched the Mark I desecrate the body of her child. It was a callous act, beneath her high sense of honor. Kamui had earned a noble death, and the Mark I had defiled the body of his beaten foe. Her rage was still manifest, it still flowed unbound and unbridled. There were few honors afforded on the battlefield, and what the Mark I had done she would have abided were it any other foe. But this Kamui, her creation, her chimera, her child. The demon clenched her fists as the titan so callously tossed her ally's mangled body aside. She would undo the desecration of his corpse with a proper burial, after she was through with the Mark I. As the metallic being finished addressing her, Amatricina replied back with her own cold telepathy. "You will be sorry."

With that the Demon Lord grabbed Kamui's corpse telepathically, hurtling it far enough away it was beyond the Moon's gravity. She did not want it damaged further, not after this. As the Mark I stood knelt before her Amatricina's aura began to radiate with burning black energy. Portals tore open around her, Dimensional Rifts that seeped more Dark Energy forth into her body. The Demon Lord summoned her demonic ki deep in her throat, her inner flame building bright. Before the Mark I could react she unleashed a terrifying blast of energy from her mouth point blank into the titan. Her Chou Makousen erupted forth, a great burning beam of violent crimson energy that encompassed the whole of the Mark I as it arced outwards into the cold depths of space. At this distance, the attack was unavoidable.

As the onslaught finished Amatricina rushed forward, grabbing the Mark I by his neck. Just as she had done on her island. "I will make you suffer for this, Automaton." She hissed, her words pranged by grief and wrath. The Demon Lord's ominous ebony aura seeped forth from her body. It attacked the Mark I in ways she hoped he could not defend against. Amatricina trying with all her might to drain the very life force from his body. To sap the strength of the Mark I and devour his very ki. As she devoured his ki the demoness' eyes glowed with a malevolent fiery light. She charged her deadly Burning Gaze at her eyes. Her signature attack, the blast fired outwards as twin lances of fiery demonic energy surged forward the brief distance between the two. Intent to piece her foe through the chest, Amatricina doubted the Mark I could avoid such an attack at this range. She had studied this monster plenty when he first graced her isle, she would beat him to whatever constituted as a bloodied pulp. Not for Kamui, but for herself.

When the two next locked eyes, Amatricina's shined with a nightmarish red glow, beyond what they normally shimmered with. "Witness my Agonizing Gaze!" She commanded, the words a spell to compel her opponent against their whims. The demon opened her eyes wide, a brilliant flash of hellish crimson light projecting from them at her foe. It was a malevolent spell, designed to send shooting pain in through eyes before traveling down into her opponent's nerves across their body. The effects were quite crippling, with only the strongest able to withstand the unbearable agony created should they be unable to otherwise remove her spell's powers. The Demon wished to inflict as much suffering as possible on this creature. She would return every desecration he had inflicted upon Kamui's body in equal measure. Let the Mark I reap what he sowed.

---

BATTLE TRACKER

---

Post Count: 6
MARK I 3d4·1d100+30·2d12+2·1d100·1d100·1d100