(GS3) Special Field: The Rift

[Hope]

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Field Status

Beyond Space and Time.

How to reach The Rift:

Only by invitation only, you may not roleplay here unless notified or "invited." You are invited randomly while you are out in other fields or participating in events.

What is a field?

A field is an area where events between characters or even individual characters may happen. As replies to these posts, characters may chronicle events that transpire between each other which would often be as a result of or due to a Cardfight. Field events are great ways to develop characters as well as character relationships. Field events, for example, could include a Cardfight as part of a rivalry between two individuals. It can be something as simple as a simple outing or meeting that then leads to a game of Vanguard. Or something that would greatly move the plot, a fight between someone of the heroic affinity and someone of the villainous affinity.

Remember, Cray is looking for the best of the best to be a leader. This does not mean that the leader has to be filled with good intentions, its anyone who the cards seem to decide is fit. Heroes can do as much as they can, but without villains pushing the story forward with their schemes, there isn't much to save. So if you are on the villainous side, use these areas to move along with your plots and schemes. You may ask others to come and roleplay with you and anyone can post in these areas, there is no limit other than that of being logical and simply just being respectful to your fellow fighters.

Any character that you interact with during field events may get affinity +1 or -1 with you.
Certain fields may have special events and things happening there in order to start up some action.

Post events that transpire below based on you character's own perspective, and just have fun with it!
Good luck!

[Killa]

Makuto screamed as the hand grabbed him by his arm and threw him in a dark portal that lead him into, what it seemed to be, a rift. Floating inside the rift Makuto got terrified by the surroundings of this place. He gasped as he barely could even get any words out of his mouth.

"W-what is this place?!" Makuto repeated twice. "What am I doing here?!"

He tried looking around but he couldn't notice any escape routes.

[Cherry]

Looming above the panicking human were two gigantic, towering entities. No, one could be described as a demonic devilbeast, flapping angelic and satanic-looking wings. Diamond-bladed rings encircling its wrists and the like, a glowing eye gazing at the mortal from its middle. A shadowy lower body, the very design of this eldritch abomination was beyond comprehension. Its very aura given off slowly, but surely, drove everything to madness.

Except the human it dragged in.

Aside this monster was a... peculiar looking being. It wasn't terrifying, but it had jetpack-like objects on its back for wings, and wheels for feet. A scarf fluttered about within the vast space, when there was no wind to even blow on it.

"YOU HAVE MY GRATITUDE."

The more comprehensible entity nodded, vanishing.

The horrorterror's full gaze now fixated on Makuto. Reaching out its hand, it stuck its finger into his chest. A wound wasn't opened, no, instead it felt like the deity effortlessly poked at his soul. In an instant, the one named "Akuma" was ripped out of Makuto, dropping him next to the boy. The two of Dark Irregulars were now side-by-side.

"GREETINGS, HUMAN AND FORERUNNER OF THE IRREGULARS. I AM MASTERMIND, GOD OF THE MALICIOUS DESTINY YOU SOW, ONE THAT I WEAVE.

I NOW UNVEIL MYSELF UNTO YOUR MORTAL EYES, GIFTING YOU WITH POWER AFTER GAUGING YOU BOTH, AND PURPOSE. PERHAPS, AT THE EXPENSE OF YOUR SANITY. NEVERTHELESS, THE HOUSE OF AMON WILL BE YOUR HOSTS FOR THIS TRIAL."

A booming, echoing, whispering flurry of voices resounded within the hollow void. Before proceeding, it awaited the response of the Dark Irregulars' twin Vanguards.

[Killa]

Makuto started sweating just by the sight of that abomination. Without even having a second to relax the monster approached Makuto, he then started panicking scared for life as he believed he was about to die by that demonic beast.

But then the unexpected happened, Makuto felt a huge pain like he was getting his soul ripped off, but it wasn't his soul...It was Akuma's soul seperating from Makuto's body in the blink of an eye.

Makuto then unleashed a painful scream, so loud that even the deepest of the rift could hear it echo.

Akuma then surprised by the looks of that monster and how he seperated his soul from Makuto's body with only one touch replied.

"Greetings there, I suppose you are the ruler of this place or something? I don't mind some more power so i'll accept your deal!"

[Cherry]

Laughter. A tyrannical overlord, an average joe, a child, a baby, mixtures of hearty laughing boomed throughout. The horrorterror was quite pleased.

"HAHAHA, SO WILLING TO SACRIFICE FOR POWER. DO YOU KNOW I COULD DESTROY BOTH OF YOUR MINDS WITH A WHISPER? SUCH CONFIDENCE, KNOWING THIS FACT, IS WORTHY OF THE IRREGULARS, OF ME."

The rings began spiraling at a rapid pace, and an elf in a butler's uniform appeared in front of the two. He set down an orb of energy, as in setting a plate on a table. The sphere became their original deck, and in addition to that, a sheet of paper floated to their left. The side Makuto was on. Reading it, they would see that it's a contract of binding. Sacrifice of sanity was indeed pointed out, but in exchange, they would be the jousters of the evil, and agents of the Outer God.

With a flap of its innumerable amount of wings, the empty space transformed into the inside of a mansion. The kind you'd see demon lords in video games in. Dim candlelights, fancy settings all around, and a large portrait of a faceless man... The vile deity floated about the intersection of the stairs with branching paths, succubi and other demons gathering around to serve their lord in this fight.

Fate Collector was already standing.

"BEGIN WHEN YOU ARE READY TO ACCEPT YOUR DESTINY."

[Kisaragi Zane]

Jellal's expression not seen before, complete and utter shock. He felt fear coursing through his body as he witnessed as the environment around him began to distort. As he heard the voice calling him to be one chosen with the storm, he shouted back.

"What on earth does that even mean and what the hell is going on?!" he cried. He felt as though he should leave, and pretend this never happened. However, Jellal felt something calling him, something faint. He wasn't sure what but that faint call seemed familiar to him. He stepped forward into the violent tornado. He knew that this opportunity wouldn't happen again, and felt it wouldn't be wise of him to pass up. Each step he took into the tornado, he felt the violent surge of the storm colliding onto him, shaking his clothes and moving his hair, drenching the boy down with the rain within. He was still scared and placed his arms over his face, however...

"It.. doesn't... hurt..?" he said. He was expecting an agonizing sequence throughout his body, but instead he felt nothing but the wind swirling around him.

[Hope]

The sun was shining and the sky was clear. The waves were crashing upon the shore, eroding land little by little. The trees swayed back and forth. The scene was that coastline, and along it was a port with boats lined up along with other water vehicles such as jet skis. Accompanying the sands of the coastline were stone buildings with artwork etched in the stone itself. It was a beautiful sight, but it was surely not from any recent period of time.

Exiting the boats were men in white uniform, all donning hats with gold trim, each different and unique, possibly showing each individual's status. One of them approached Jellal. He held a greatsword in his hand and wore white gloves accompanied by black shoulder pads whcih connected down to the pure white cape which was upon his back.

"Welcome to the Planet Cray, or at least as it was, many years ago." the man continued to speak, "Everything here is now in ruins, something that once existed. We reach out to you as we felt that you held a strong connection to us..."

A large blue dragon ascended from the horizon. It was carrying air crafts and missiles upon its shoulders, it's body was a light purple, and with it's roar, it caused a storm. Thunder began to strike down and rain began to fall, showing the power of the beast. With the sight of the mighty dragon behind him, the man continued to speak.

"with us... the Aqua Force."

[Kisaragi Zane]

"Is this...?" Jellal asked while observing his surroundings. "Is this really...?" From a violent storm to a majestic, calm, and peaceful breeze that originated from the oceans: it was without a doubt, Jellal was on Planet Cray. For the first time, his own experience connecting himself to it, was happening right before him. Jellal looked at the proud men who stood in front of him as he was squatted on the ground. He had never seen these men before on earth or on any of the cards. He then remembered the name.

"Aqua Force?" He said while mustering up the strength to stand up. The bright sun beaming down on him, and the sound of the ocean gently pushing up against the shore again and again, Jellal stood up, looking past the men, revealing the large blue dragon. He stood amazed at the dragon, as it looked down into him, triggering a roar which summoned a storm that blanketed the sky into a shady grey. It felt familiar to the tornado that had emerged when he was at the Rijuku Residential. He looked into the eyes of the dragon and saw a familiar determination.

"It looks..." It was then he realized a similarity. He stopped his train of thought and caught a small glimpse of another dragon, one that he was familiar with. The blue dragon had been overlapped with the image of Phantom Blaster Dragon for a split second, causing him to double take.

"It feels like him.. but it's not..." he said as the image of the vicious black dragon disappeared, revealing the original blue dragon. He turned back to the men and met their looks.

"Not to be rude but... care to explain some things for me?" Jellal said while dusting himself off. "You said you guys are 'Aqua Force' right? Well what exactly is that? And what exactly am I doing on Planet Cray?"

[Hope]

The man planted his sword onto the sand and leaned against it. He dusted off his hat as well and returned it upon his head, partially his long and shining black hair once more. He did a small cough, as he were getting ready to tell a long story. He looked up Jellal with focused eyes, as if he were sizing him up. Looking at that glance alone, one could tell that he was a seasoned warrior as his eyes gave off nothing but pure ferocity.

"The Aqua Force is as the name suggests. We've no problems in controlling the seas and skies to our very will. Warriors love to compare themselves, their fury, to storms. Our men here laugh as there is no difference between us and the storms." He walked towards Jellal and placed his hand upon his visitor's shoulder. "Sadly enough, we are clan lost in time. We perished through the many years, and our mighty power has fallen due to the endless battles and circumstances which we had to encounter. That dragon, my fellow comrades on those ships, this very land and all the structures around us are nothing but ruins now on the Planet Cray of the present." He paused for a moment to think, and other than the natural forces water and wind, it was silent.

"This is all no more than an image, but an image created by whom? How is it that all of us, a forgotten and ancient clan was able to exist once more, even as an image like this?" His index finger through his white glove then pointed to boy's head. "This is your connection to us. You were able to resurrect us through your mind. An ancient connection must exist between you and this clan as this place, the rift creates images based on visitor's subconscious thoughts. You brought yourself to this place and for that we have made this discovery."

Sirens sounded from the distance and more ships approached onto the shore. Numerous sailors set down their anchors and quickly jumped off of their ships onto the sand. Sea dragons from the distance rose from the waters and gave off loud roars as if they were in joy. The armada lined up together, a strong naval force.

"Please, you are the one who will be able to bring us back, the one who can lead us forward. Our Vanguard!"

They all stood tall and saluted him. The sea and skies resonated with the armada''s emotions as the skies cleared completely and the sun beamed down upon all of them making the image of their might, even more spectacular.

---- A deep mysterious voice entered to break the moment ----

"You truly are connected to this clan... but its unfortunate that I do not have what I require to return them into existence. If.... you could lend me your help..."

With that, everything dissolved into dust.
The one who had been talking to him had a proud smile on his face, still in his saluting with his hand on his forehead. He held a firm and straight posture. As he disappeared, it was apparent that he wanted to at least introduce himself by uttering his name.

As he slowly faded to dust, he said,

"Genovious"

[Kisaragi Zane]

Jellal threw his hand forward as if he was trying to grab hold of everything before it vanished. Jellal's hand slowly retreated to his side as he stood staring at it. He touched his forehead, the same spot where the white glove of the man who appeared before him, had planted. Jellal's face was confused and puzzled but he felt a slight relief. His first experience with "Planet Cray". He soaked in all of the information: The history of Aqua Force, having a connection to them, being chosen to resurrect them as their vanguard. He had a joyous smile.

"Aqua Force huh..." he took a breath, closing his eyes: picturing everything he saw. The giant blue dragon, the man named Genovious, and the many different uniformed soldiers and sirens. He opened his eyes back at Rijuku Residential, where everything was as normal before he had his first encounter. He stood up and felt a sudden pulse from his right pants pocket. He reached in and grabbed a black deck case, sliding up the top card. Blaster Dark, his avatar. The blonde's eyes opened up as a key sentence played in his mind.

"its unfortunate that I do not have what I require to return them to into existence." 'What did that even mean?' he thought. He continued eyeing the shadowy knight as he walked down the district. Jellal came to a halt at a glassy figure, prompting him to step forward, checking on himself. Jellal gazed at himself, from his blonde and black hair, to his soft white face while raising his fingertips, pressing against his cheeks. Suddenly a small breeze came in, rushing through his pointy hair. Jellal felt a small shock, and his eyes opened wide. The color of his eyes had changed from their usual pale dark blue to a more brighter teal tint, still retaining the dark mixture it originally had. His eyes changing colors were a product of his inner emotions: the more refine he was, the brighter his eyes were, likewise, the duller, darker he was; the more pale and bland his eyes were. He wasn't surprised as this has happened before, however, he was surprised that it would happen now.

"Hmm.. I have to find a way.." he said to himself. "I must find a way to bring 'them' into existence." referring to the acquaintances he met. He held the dark deck case ever so tightly and continued down his path.

[Cherry]

Akuma took up the fight, leaving Makuto to watch. This proved to be the eldritch's exploited weakness, confusing them both with "House of Amon" units, but moreover Makuto with a mirror. What did he see in the mirror? Enough to have sealed his fate long before the fight's end. A desire to return to the village... was nothing more than a hopeless dream, the other residents saw Akuma.

"Freak!" they wailed, children throwing rocks at the two. While the demon spirit was unaffected, Makuto felt pain. The same pain of losing friends and then being bullied by them.

All this pain when he thought he'd simply return to a quiet, peaceful life with his parents. ... And it was Akuma's fault for being there, even causing said parents to turn away. Even so, they were still connected, Akuma had no intention of leaving.

So what if they could both stay and have everything?

The mirror's image distorted, a storm looming overhead. Thunder booming, lightning striking down on the village repeatedly, setting it ablaze. Yet, the villagers didn't scream, not with fright, not with horror. In fact, they stopped. Instead, they turned to Makuto in a sort of trance. Slowly approaching him, the people began apologizing, welcoming him home, praising him, ignoring Akuma's existence almost entirely. The only acknowledgment he got was them pushing him aside.

They were the House of Amon, even sporting an enormous figure with "Triple Drive", something beyond comprehension, within their ranks. ... More importantly, they were the kind of people Makuto wanted to return home to.

"How about another fight with your old man?", his father questioned in the next image. He was enjoying the game with his son, and even had the mother fighting over who got to play with the boy next.

How could this heaven be rejected?

The fight was over, the horrorterror laughing as Makuto "won", even if the monster won the fight itself. Signing the contract, urged by the succubi, he now belonged to them, and they to him.

"BUT YOU ARE NOT STRONG ENOUGH TO HANDLE THIS POWER YET."

Cruel Hand, Hell's Trick, and Dimension Creeper all stayed with Makuto and Akuma, whilst the others went back to the stairs. The demonic deity raised an arm, summoning a ghost entity named "Death Anchor".

"TAKE THESE, CHILD OF DARKNESS. THEY WILL BE YOUR FIRST TASTE OF REAL POWER IN YOUR HAND. WITH THEM, GO FORTH BACK TO THE REALM OF MAN, AND RECRUIT. SEEK OTHER VANGUARDS OF DARKNESS, AND SMASH THE LIGHT, ERASING IT FROM OUR WORLDS. FROM BOTH CRAY AND EARTH.

ONLY THEN WILL YOU FINALLY HAVE YOUR PEACEFUL LIFE."

"Astaroth" banished them from the mansion with a flick of his wrist, a massive gust of wind flinging Makuto and Akuma from the crazed space of the Rift, sending them back to the Beach.

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4 House of Amon, Cruel Hand
4 House of Amon, Hell's Trick
4 Dimension Creeper
4 No Life King, Death Anchor

All Obtained for Makuto/Akuma.

(Proceed back at the Beach.)

[Kisaragi Zane]

Jellal closed his eyes and started wincing in pain. Clutching the side of his face, his knees gave out and he crumbled to the ground. His heart pounding, his face drenched. Trying to catch his breath, Jellal's vision gave out and he was done.

He felt a gentle breeze run through his face, he stood up, vision still blurry. "What happened to me?" He said while holding his head. He sat up, and took a glance at his surroundings. He knew he wasn't at the Underground Slums but he still wasn't able to correctly confirm where he had been taken to. He waits in utter silence.

[Hope]

It was as if Jellal was taken within an endless current within the sea. He was flying along its center, feeling the push of the waves, but he was unmoved and kept still. A form appeared him from outside the current, the sea itself was his mask. It was a human-like shape, with a slim body, the silhouette of it's attire gave off an impression similar to that of the other Aqua Force officers from before. But this being was no simple officer, the aura his form alone emanated screamed of his high status, very likely beyond that of Genovious. He held a sword, a smaller one than that of Genovious, but it looked like a scimitar, the very shape of it comparable to the tip of a scythe.

"I am a warrior from far beyond this time...." The shadow spoke.
"I call upon you from the future, from the next generation to become the Vanguard of my clan and to lead my people... so that one day we may be able to meet face to face, when you obtain the power to tear through these currents. You may have missed the chance to obtain the power to revive Aqua Force when you had lost in the national tournament, but fear not... by becoming fighting and obtaining victory in the name of the Aqua Force, you may be able to provide us with the power we require." The voice paused for a moment.

"We've no intention to let you fight with your power alone, we shall lend your ours."

Phantom Blaster Dragon appeared before Jellal, its body unmoved by the currents as well, the fierce tides being pushed away by its armor, it's lance cutting through the waters without even a single movement. Suddenly a light engulfed it, it was the rift. It was as if the Dragon was thrown through the abyss of time. Once the light dissipated, Phatom Blaster Dragon reappeared, the currents around it stronger than ever. Its very presence now caused the space around to ripple and tumble apart.

"Phantom Blaster Overlord.." The voice said almost jokingly, like a scientist interested in the result of his own experiment.

[Kisaragi Zane]

Jellal steps forward chasing after the officer. He throws his hand out. "Wait!" he sprints faster. "I need to know your na-!" Jellal paused to the sudden appearance of Phantom Blaster Dragon. The black dragon send shivers down his spine, the very unit that he feared deep down and resented.

"Why are you here?!" he shouted as the Abyss Dragon roared, knocking Jellal on his back. Jellal shielded his eyes to prevent the debris flying into him. As he lowered his arm, he saw that Phantom Blaster Dragon was still there... only...'different'. He was shocked to see a very thin and more vile dragon standing in front of him. "What are you...?" he paused silently as the voice entered his ear: Phantom Blaster Overlord.

"Phantom Blaster...Overlord?" he stuttered. His eyes shaking, he wasn't sure what to make of what was going on.

[Hope]

The dragon's might struggles to hold itself in. It was slowly fading away, but despite doing so, the presence which it gave was enough to shatter through the ocean floor and cause dark energy to erupt, surrounding Jellal as a card slowly landed upon his hands. It truly was, Phantom Blaster Overlord.

"With this, I've given you the power to fight for us, and with this power you are fighting alongside us." The silhouette folded its arms, as if giving off a mission briefing.

"Day by day, we slowly gather power, through your fights we absorb the energy and become stronger and stronger. Soon enough, we will be able to materialize onto your hands, and we will be able to fight alongside you with our true forms. Crush as many opponents as you can with this power..." The voice had a menacing tone, full of energy, as if it was talking to a crowd of soldiers, attempting to give them battle morale.

"We require that you claim victory upon Vanguards of these three clans, Royal Paladin, Kagero, Bermuda Triangle. With these victories, you will supply us with the power that we need, our Vanguard. Soon, you will be able to truly meet us, your true clan, the Aqua Force."