"Damon's Penalty, activate."
The ground trembled. From his right arm sprouted a mass of writhing black wires that pulsed with red light, fusing into a monstrous appendage. The tendrils slithered like serpents, humming with the sound of metal cutting air.
"As leader of the Zeta Elders," Sephiss declared, "I, Sephiss, sentence you, Braxill of the Bear Tribe, to death. Conjure, Evil Arm expand."
The smoke shot forward, slicing through the air like blades.
"Windmill!" Braxill shouted.
A colossal windmill appeared before him, its blades spinning at blinding speed, the wind slicing through the tendrils and forcing Sephiss backward. Dust swirled in wild cyclones.
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Sephiss pressed his palm to the air and murmured calmly, "How can wind not move an old man?"
The moment he said it, the gale froze. Sephiss walked through the storm untouched, his coat unmoving. The smoke of his Evil Arm surged again, smashing through the windmill and reducing it to splinters.
Sephiss "There are something even you cannot imagine. I can sww your abi, Braxill."
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"You cannot defeat me," he said. "Fire, ice, wind, none of these elements can touch me. I am God of this world, my power surpasses all."
Braxill panted, his mind racing, heart pounding. He could feel the last fragments of his Abi flickering like a dying flame.
Then Gravixor's eyes widened.
She saw something no one else could, a golden figure kneeling beside Braxill, wings folded like a cathedral's light.
Gold King, an angel of light.
He leaned toward the boy, whispering something only Braxill could hear.
Braxill's trembling stopped. He smirked
Sephiss frowned. "Wipe that smirk off your face, child. This is where you die by God."
"You're not a God, you're just an arrogant human." Braxill said.
"And that's why I am going to beat you."
"You? Beat me?" Sephiss scoffed. "I've already explained, you cannot understand my philosophy, your ABi is 25% haha."
Braxill raised his head. "Your problem is you think you know everything, but you don't know anything and I'm gonna make you pay for making Gravixor cry."
Sephiss chuckled. "I've lived long enough to know more than you ever will, you're out of Abi."
Braxill smirked. "Well, if fire, ice, and wind don't work... then I'll just imagine something bigger and stronger where I don't need Abi because Gold King just explained to me what a Meta is and you're not Meta."
Sephiss tilted his head, curious. "What are you ranting abi?"
Braxill pointed straight at him. "Ice cream."
Sephiss blinked. "...What?"
"Strawberry, Vanilla and Chocolate" Braxill repeated.
For the first time in centuries, Sephiss looked genuinely confused. Then he laughed, a deep, disdainful laugh that rattled the broken walls. "You must be joking."
Braxill raised his hand. "With the power of Joy... I activate my ultimate form, Ice Cream Force!"
Abi burst from him like a supernova.
It was in that instant that Braxill awakened something entirely new within himself, a creation not borrowed from legend, but born of his own imagination.
He was no longer walking in the shadow of the great Zillion; he was becoming something else, his own legend.
His cape shimmered, its scarlet hue dissolving into a deep, royal blue, rippling like the surface of calm water before a storm.
The red fire that once defined his power twisted, changed, burning into radiant emerald-green flames that danced around him with divine intensity.
And in that transformation, in that surge of pure Joy, his Abi reignited, flooding through his veins and restoring forty percent of his strength in a single, luminous breath.
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The ground cracked beneath his feet as green light erupted, then shifted, softening into radiant pink.
Lanni's jaw dropped. "What is that...? His Abi just changed color!"
Gravixor's voice trembled. "Pink Abi... that's mastery. That's impossible."
Sephiss's eyes widened, disbelief creeping into his composure. "Pink Abi? No one below divine rank can control that level of purity. No... this is absurd!"
The energy gathered and reshaped, swirling around Braxill until his body was gone, replaced by a radiant, humanoid fox made of swirling, melting ice cream.
He stood upright on two legs, his body smooth and dripping with colors of vanilla, strawberry, and chocolate. His eyes glowed white, and when he opened his mouth, his voice was soft, cheerful, and unmistakably that of a Japanese girl.
"Alright!" the Ice Cream Fox chirped. "Let's make this world sweet!"
Sephiss stared in disbelief. "This is insulting. Damon is a Meta philosophy of destruction and chaos, not... this. I will not be mocked like I'm in some child's cartoon."
The fox giggled, bowing dramatically. "Don't be so uptight, Grandpa! Have some ice cream!"
Its body shifted, twisting fluidly into spirals of vanilla, strawberry, and chocolate, the colors dancing like ribbons.
Sephiss roared and thrust his evil arm forward. "Evil Arm, Devastating Chark!"
The black smoke shot forward, glowing with crimson light.
Ice Cream Fox smiled serenely and melted, its body turning serpentine, sliding through the attack like liquid sweetness, leaving trails of dessert across the battlefield.
The streets of Deer Point were soon painted in rivers of melted strawberry, vanilla, and chocolate.
Sephiss growled, veins pulsing. "This is madness!"
He raised his arm again, fury shaking his body. "Evil Arm, activate full capacity, Violent man." discharge!"
But when he looked back down, Ice Cream Fox was eating its own arm, eyes twinkling.
"Mmm. Yummy. I taste so delicious."
Sephiss's composure cracked. "It's eating it'self, I'll end you, freak!"
The wires shot out again, a net of darkness slicing through the air.
"Ice cream," the fox whispered.
Streams of soft-serve exploded outward coating the wires entirely.
The fox opened its mouth wide and devoured the attack in one bite.
The air fell silent.
Sephiss froze, staring.
The Ice Cream Fox landed gracefully, its body shimmering under the pink glow. It smiled at him with wide, hungry eyes.
"I want to be even sweeter... even more delicious."
At those words, her Abi pulsed in delight, responding like a living heartbeat. The Ice Cream Fox's form shimmered and transformed, its colors deepening into a rich, dark-strawberry glow. The air filled with the scent of sugar and summer.
In that moment, her Abi outshone every Royal's on Deer Point, perhaps. even the King himself. "Ice cream," it said again, voice pure joy.
Sephiss felt something strange, a flicker of fear.
Ice Cream Fox Pink, Green and multi delicious Abi was interfering with his own
For the first time, the philosopher had no words "How can a child with so little Abi reach shosetsu? no this is beyond Shosetsu, could this be Meta?"
To be continued...