Destruction Of The World: Ronove (open to all)

Furia looked down at Ronove, with a malicious grin. Now he could have some real fun. Though time was short, he wasted no time to make his move. He did not care for where he was in this new realm of darkness, his focus was fixed on Ronove.'I'LL TEAR THE SCREAMS FROM YOUR SOUL'. The demons roar was loud and terrifying. With thta said he disappeared, and then reappeared in front of Ronove. The monstrous eight foot demon now stared down at him growling wit joy, with bloody drool seeping out from his jaw. The crack on his left side was clearer now, but for some reason it didn't look like it hurt, nor did it look like it went under his flesh. Their eye's would meet for only a split second, the slit pupils of Furia sounded by a sea of red, glared at Ronove with a desire for his suffering.

Suddenly Furia would attack with his left hand, a trail of hellfire followed his attacks, slashing acroos the chest of Ronove. He would continue to attack with his right hand, bringing it down across his face aiming for the eyes. If he moved Furia followed, chasing him down. He would chase him for all eternity if he had to. Fuira's jaws would snap at the right side of Ronove near his throat. If he managed to bit down, he would sink his teeth until he felt them rub off each other inside his flesh, and would then continue to disembowel his target. Moving at great speeds, if the bit missed, he would spin around with a flaming high-kick. He would then use his tail to grab a limb and toss Ronove to the side. He would then follow up with a close line swing to knock him to the ground, if successful he would continue to pin him down as he would smash, rip, tear, and crush Ronove into the ground. An almost constant roar from Furia would accompany each and every attack as he would unleash his full rage on him. While Furia stayed close it would seem to get gradually warmer, as heat radiated from Furia.

The cracks on Furia extended slowly from his left across his chest, to the right of his waist and would seem to continue to travel down his right leg. He knew his time was short, but he was going to make sure he was satisfied before his time was up.

"Tear the screams from my soul?" That was in interesting thought the demon heard. Would it be the first time this were to happen? He thought to him self as be brought the massive blade he had to block the strike to his left. The demon them brought blade quickly to the side as he would defend against the other one from the right.

Seeing the creature opening up its jaws, it would not waste time as he would bring the blade up to the mouth of the creature. Even if it would not cut the jaws of the demon in half, it would save Ronove hassle later. However in the confusion of attacks the male would not see the high kick that was sent his way. being sent several feet, only to be retracted again as tail would wrap around the wounded leg from previously, he gritted his teeth as the armored being was to be sent to the ground. bringing up his right arm, the same arm that a dark energy orb has been all this time, as she then swing it vertically at the demon.

2 floating rock in the area became affected by gravity as they would fly at the corrupted angel. As they would fall, it almost look as though they were glowing like meteors. Whether they would hit or not was irrelevant. He was waiting until the sane time took over again, if it took over.

Having his jaw blocked by this massive blade, Furia growled in anger as he spun round to deliver his kick sending sparks from his teeth against the blade in the process. After dragging Ronove to the ground, a large grin formed across his face. Now he had him where he wanted. The malice in his eyes were unmistakable as he continued his assault on the now grounded demon.

Seeing as Ronove had his large blade, Furia would grab a hold of it with his left hand. Realizing Ronove would not let go, he would force the blade up slightly before he would slam it back down. He would repeat this movement of sword slamming in an attempt to get Ronove to let go so he could relieve him of the thing blocking Furia from his feast. After the fourth slam, Furia's right arm would be set alight in what looked like a quintuple-helix flame now traveled along his forearm. Before he could strike, he would notice a shadow of himself. Quickly glancing behind him, he would see the two meteor like rocks flying towards him. This angered him even more. Another distraction.

As the two rocks were about to hit, Furia caught them both on his four wings, one rock on each of his hellion and angel wings. With an earthshaking roar, he would slam the two rocks together, crushing them into rubble. He would then place his clawed right foot on Ronove's leg. Now he can't get away. Still holding onto the blade he would decide to smash his way through instead. The sound of flesh crushing off of metal echoed endlessly. Flames darted, danced, and skated across the air with every strike. Every strike the cracks grew more and more.

Then he would suddenly let go, planting a foot on Ronove's chest he would propel himself up into the air. Then he would raise his left arm once more as a familiar hellfire sphere would appear. Furia then mounted the sphere onto a flaming lance from his right arm. Using the extra length he spun around flinging the sphere at the demon. The spheres speed was faster then before due to the added length of it's so called 'launcher'. Furia let out a roar, followed by a dark and evil laugh as he would wait and watched as Ronove burned.

The cracks now appear to be almost covering his entire body as he hovered in the air, waiting. (5)

This was it. Another attack from the mighty demon. The same as before. He has no care for those about him no honor nor nobility. It was for this reason ronove, the demon of darkness and the monster who was decieved oh so long ago would make his move.

The strength of the demon was nowhere close to its full potential as demonic reiatsu would surge from a seemingly empty of life area. To those of keen reiatsu sensing abilities, it was not just demonic. but human, shinigami, other demons and even angelic reiatsu. Every soul that was there that Ronove collected, every one of their unique reiatsu, their power and strength surrounded the monster.

With each one, the cape of Ronove would get less and less. his armor would bend and buckle as it would begin to change. From the cloak, wings were seen, not unlike the ones in his sealed form, but they were skeletal like. The bones would move as though connected but not. They grew in size as she would seem to be one that would easily over shadow the corrupted angel. the armor would vanish, as would the helm gauntlets and grieves. The male would be seen unbound and unrestrained. a sickle grin was seen on his face as he saw the fireball come at his again. he noticed that the monster was cracking in the areas along his armor. This made the grin all the more seen.

"i'm afraid i have under estimated your ability before... but no longer, little demon... King of Darkness"

The honorable monster said as all the light was such from this dimension. The enormous wings would remain stationary as the man would form a desert eagle from his hand. this was the weapon... his original gun. he pointed it at the fireball getting oh so close to him. he waited until it go close enough. then he pulled the trigger, unleashing a mighty strength that would easily over power the incoming attack and the demon who fired it as he would strike his down. as he would, the floating rocks would gravitate highly on Celeste, almost crushing his in the strength of the power that was unleashed.

With nearly every rock sent to attack Celeste, on top of the beam fired the would grin cynically as he would then have his wings revert back to the metal like ones in the restrained form as hell itself would restrict the demon from doing further damage, muzzling him up again.

Furia watched as the darkness grew and grew. Realising that Ronove was finally getting serious, his malicious smile was at its full length. He waited for his attack to hit, but his view was cut off by the rocks slamming hard into him. Irritated and annoyed, hellfire flames blazed through the rocks clenched around his body as he exploded with rage. The rocks disperse from the tremendous force that had built up instantly from within them. His roar was long and loud. It was at that moment he heard a gun being fired.

No sooner had the shot been fired, Furia felt a considerable pain erupting from his lower right ribs. He doubled over, for the first time in all his memory, as this sensation of pain flowed across his face soundlessly. Quickly recovering he straightened up and looked at Ronove. The wound did not bleed. He readied himself for yet another onslaught of attacks but was suddenly stopped by an immense thump in his chest from his heart. More cracks extended from its new source, the fresh wound on Furia.

Furia's screams sounded like he was in pain, but yet his expression was one of anger and frustration. He grabbed hold of his head as his body thrashed around in the air uncontrollably. The cracks now even extended themselves onto the angelic wings. The earth beneath him began to violently shake and crumble. Flames spat out from the cracks on Furia's skin. The air around him began to set itself alight and surround the monstrous demon. The earth shaking and dancing flames grew in intensity almost to a point of cataclysmic proportions.

The noise died out. The area became eerily quiet. The demons body stretched out fully. His head arched back in a soundless scream. His body suddenly shattered like glass breaking to reveal Celeste from within him. The glass seemed to just vanish in thin air as Celeste wounds began to bleed. The wound under his right shoulder began to trickle blood. While the wound to his ribs spat out blood like a pipe had just burst. He hung in mid air for what seemed like an eternity before falling to the ground below.

Celeste hit the ground hard. He landed on the dead center of his spin. The force of this landing caused the already cracked and shattered ground to buckle. The landing also propelled him up again, but only high enough to have Celeste's limp and almost lifeless body to land on his front. His arm divine slamming into the ground a mere centimeter next to his left ear, as he landed on his front. His face had no expression. His eyes had already rolled into the back of his head. But these empty eyes stared at the place were Ronove would be standing.

A low and heavy thumping sound from Celeste's chest could be heard. Furia had completely drained him of all his energy. And now he lay there in a comatose state enveloped in a pool of his blood. Helpless to the will of Ronove.