Epic Battles

The air was already tense, the plain, open field with a few trees in it lush and green. The planet was empty -- the universe, for the matter -- to prevent any supernatural casualties, because the scale of what was to come could become intense.

A Dimension Gate -- which was a transitional portal from the world known as 'The Veritas' -- opened up in the open field, a strange, but powerful man stepping out black boot first from it. His clothes were as dark as the night and skintight, with a distinguishing feature being a soul flickering as the buckle of his belt. Donning a large black jacket, the man of shifting colored crystalline hair that fell over one of his crystal blue eyes stood in the open field. The Dimension Gate closed behind him as he awaited an opponent.

"I Am Khrona Tensei," said the man, "And I'm Looking For Someone... Really Strong." His voice was somewhat deadpan and dreary, as was the look in his eye -- like he was eternally tired -- but the aura he exuded and contained around himself spoke differently. "Please Be Nice To Me." Though talking to no one, he hoped anyone would hear and comply.
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"Mortal?" Khrona nearly laughed, "I Haven't Been Mortal Since The Day I Was Born..." A light giggle escaped his lips as he shook his head. "You'll Find Out What I Am Soon Enough. Let's Just Start With A Name, Huh?" Khrona tilted his head to the side, his crystalline hair taking on many shades of colors both known and unknown to the spectrum. "I Am Khrona Tensei," he said playfully, tilting his head to the other side, "Who Might You Be?" It had been a long time since Khrona hadn't used his psychic powers -- known as 'Psychodynatheos' -- to peer into the minds of others and extract information he wanted forcefully. "I Mean, I Could Look, Myself..." he stated, a small smile on his face, "... But That's Not Very Polite. I Had To Learn That Back When I Ran My Village As Its Leader." Good times, good times...

Khrona closed his eyes, his hair suddenly shifting to a solid lavender color before he crossed his arms in an X across his chest. "I Guess I'll Have To Show You What I Am, Now Won't I...?" Khrona's dreary voice carried in an echoing fashion, filling the field like surround sound. "... Let's Start With My First Form... My First Restriction..." To know what he was talking about, he would have to show this man what weight the name 'Khrona Tensei' carried.

It wasn't long before an echoing snoring could be heard throughout the field, as if Khrona had just gone to sleep... Standing up. Which, he did. Rising from the ground, his body stiffened and a crystalline cocoon of energy swaddled him like a child, giving him a bed to rest on.

The sleeping Khrona Tensei giggled in his head, which sent a powerful psychic wave throughout the field, coupled with his voice, speaking, 'You've Been Brought Here For A Battle. I Have Been Looking For Someone Who Can Match Blows With Me.' The facial expression of Khrona was completely asleep, meaning his entire speech was coming from his mind. 'To Warn You Now, I Am Psychic, Among Many Other Things, But You'll Find Out Just How Much Of What I Am As We Progress... If You Make It That Far, That Is.' Khrona's giggle could be heard echoing across the field again. 'No One Has Made It To My True Form In All Of History; My Thirteenth Restriction,' Khrona explained mentally. 'I Have Thirteen Forms That Restrict All Of My Power, And My First Form Restricts Me To Utilizing Only My Psychic Power. If You Cannot Best My First Form, You Won't Even Be Able To Dream Of Seeing My Last.'

Khrona knew that he would have to take to the offensive first, despite how he wasn't the type to. He was normally a peace-loving, peace-seeking individual from his own dimension he created -- the Veritas. However, when it came time to battle, he was vicious.

Whilst in a meditative state, Khrona lobbed a weak psionic force from his mind at the one named 507, bearing the words, 'Nice To Meet You,' in the blast. The psychic maintained a certain distance from 507, as he was curious about that shapeshifting blade he had. 'What Do We Have Here?' Khrona asked in another psionic force, which was weak, but strong enough to create a headache and general disorientation... As was the first one. If 507 could hear Khrona's words when he lobbed the psionic forces at him, then he'd probably be subject to headaches and disorientation rather quickly, unless his mind was resilient or he had some means to prevent the psychic power from affecting him. Khrona surely hoped that a weak, nameless attack with simple words to it wouldn't be enough to knock 507 off of his feet, or else this battle would be quite short.

Khrona's mind sharpened, shown by a shining twinkle that appeared in the center of his head. 'You're A Dragon, Too?' Khrona questioned as he observed 507 shirk off the psychic waves, 'Well, If You Get To My Third Form, You'll See That I'm A Dragon, As Well...' Khrona could still read 507's thoughts outside of his head, for if he made any type of emanation, it could be psychically picked up on and translated into words in Khrona's own head. 'I Won't Hold Back This Time,' Khrona insisted as he floated up in the air, not moving his body.

Using a psychic technique known as 'Conversion', Khrona would mentally convert the energy from the explosion that happened once 507 summoned his armor into energy for himself, which was stored right where that shining light had flickered once before -- in the midst of Khrona's forehead. Without warning, a powerful concentrated beam of pure psychic force shot out of the middle of Khrona's head, powerful enough to knock the trees in the area down with its passing, and with enough force to penetrate heavy armor. With it came these words; 'I'm No Pushover.' The magnanimous light that came from the concentrated psychic force was blinding -- but only for a moment -- and Khrona's psychic force was strong enough to at least halt 507 in his tracks, most likely. Khrona held the beam with his mental strength, doing his best to keep 507 from advancing or from diverting the psychic beam.

The last thing that could be seen before the punch connected to the crystal that surrounded Khrona was the smile on his face, as his entire head -- and body, for that matter -- had disappeared, the crystal shell shattering upon the force of impact. 'Very Good...' Khrona's voice echoed ominously from all around, 'But I Am Psychic, You See, So...' Khrona suddenly appeared several feet behind 507, exuding a more powerful psychic force that had been Converted from the energy of the punch that broke his crystal after he used 'Teleportation'. '... I Can See And Do Things You Don't Know About.' The psychic force, more powerful than the beam, was able to literally crush 507 and slam him into the ground simultaneously.

'Hmhmhm...' the sleeping Khrona giggled, his body suddenly flickering and flashing all over the field. He was using his 'Polylocation' as well as 'Teleportation' simultaneously to create several different versions of himself randomly warping all around the field, each one pressing their psychic forces down upon 507.