So...yeah.

 

This thingy is solely between Crona and I. Any attempt to join in without permission will be met with immediate decapitation.

 

This Roleplay serves as a cross-over between Silver Kuroi, my OC, and the OCs used by Crona. The story begins with Silver finding himself in a new world (The one inhabited by Derik and the likes) and shenanigans and other crazy stuff happen.

 

Rules:

We don't need no stinkin' rules! You know what to do!

 

The sign-up sheet:

(This is just to lay down the characters, and for any future characters to be added)

 

Name:

Age:

Gender:

Personality:

Back story:

Weapon(s):

Powers/Skills/Abilities:

 

Many apologies if this is not very good.

"I was born a fake! Created just so I could be a weapon! That is who I am! I've been hated by so many people just for being me!" Silver shouted, glaring at the blast of energy that was headed his way.

"Stupid." Silver whispered, holding his hands up to the sky, "Rending sword of the Heavens: Kami no Ken!"

From behind the cat-boy, a long, cylindrical swirl of energy formed. It became a long, blue sword that was radiating a sparkling blue energy. Silver swept his hand, letting the sword blast off and slice right through Derik's Buster Shot. Both attacks collided and exploded together, just as Silver disappeared.

 

"I'm not done yet, and I'm going to need this.." Silver hissed, grabbing Nexomarc and pulling him away, "Now, rending sword, reform and show your true self!"

 

The sword pulled all of that energy together and reforged itself--now a massive, blue sword that hung high in the heavens. Its hilt was now a swirling blue glyph; sparking with Silver's energy.

"...And with that, enact your divine will." Silver said, swiping his hand again. The sword crashed down upon Derik with another tremendous force. Silver's red eye sparked, making him flinch. it was difficult. His body was exhausted, and no matter how much energy he pulled from the earth--his body wasn't keeping up.

"I was born a fake! Created just so I could be a weapon! That is who I am! I've been hated by so many people just for being me!" Silver shouted, glaring at the blast of energy that was headed his way."Stupid." Silver whispered, holding his hands up to the sky, "Rending sword of the Heavens: Kami no Ken!"From behind the cat-boy, a long, cylindrical swirl of energy formed. It became a long, blue sword that was radiating a sparkling blue energy. Silver swept his hand, letting the sword blast off and slice right through Derik's Buster Shot. Both attacks collided and exploded together, just as Silver disappeared. "I'm not done yet, and I'm going to need this.." Silver hissed, grabbing Nexomarc and pulling him away, "Now, rending sword, reform and show your true self!" The sword pulled all of that energy together and reforged itself--now a massive, blue sword that hung high in the heavens. Its hilt was now a swirling blue glyph; sparking with Silver's energy."...And with that, enact your divine will." Silver said, swiping his hand again. The sword crashed down upon Derik with another tremendous force. Silver's red eye sparked, making him flinch. it was difficult. His body was exhausted, and no matter how much energy he pulled from the earth--his body wasn't keeping up.

"At least someone wanted you to exist for something!" Derik yelled, the ground under him clasped to the core as he hit his nindy-ninth percent: Grey Reign Hollow, or the sub-form of full burst Grey Reign. The thick grey aura made him look like the devil himself. A single hand used, he grabbed, then crushed the glowing blade to dust. "You die now. No exceptions." Derik just stood there for a moment, the aura making in him seem like a ghost, like something impossible. Then, blades. Two energy blades. Four. Six. Eight. The surrounded his hands, and also flowed around outside of his body. "Grey Reign: Full Burst." The aura, the ghost-like fog exploded out. Derik stood there, a small black halo circled him now as well. "I warned you Not to push me this far..." The blades on his hands seperated from his direct hand, and he drew his blades again, 5 rowing them to the sky. "My blood is steel, and by it I will take your blood!" His hands raised to the sky and fell into his hands, in a blinding light, they fused with him. To large, metal blades stuck out of his elbows, shoulders, wrists, hips knees, and every side of his feet.he was now armored in a black and Grey suit, with a v-shaped face mask on him, two blue grey lines were the optical points of the armor. "One hundred and twenty five."

Shit.

 

No. This isn't the end yet.

 

Silver started laughing. It was a small smile that eventually curled up and broke into a hysterical laughter. He got up, lurched a bit; but eventually stood straight as he shook his head, "I am not dying here. We're....quite the same...you and I." Silver murmured, still smiling, "Saviors who were despised and lost everything....their homes...friends....everything. Hated by many for just existing. Betrayed by the ones we trusted the most."

 

Before him was Derik in a full suit of armor. Beyond even what Silver could form in his Runed state with the draconic helm and blades. Silver had little else left that could stand up to this.

"You've really shown me something. There is, actually, someone strong enough that I can say...is as powerful as SiN." Silver said, looking up at the small blue slits that served as Derik's eyes, "And I defeated him by unleashing everything I had. Things I didn't think I was going to have to use again."

 

Silver's red eye shifted. It was like a small glyph was his pupil now. It pulsated once and soon...both of his eyes were the same crimson color.

 

"You see....I've shown you two different states. The uncovering of my eye, and then the Runed state, which pushed me even further..." Silver said, his voice trailing off, before finally saying one word: "Ultima."

 

A white light swirled around him, changing his clothes. His dark black pants became a flowing white robe with dark-silver plate boots, and same-color armor covering his chest and shoulders. The shoulder caps were slightly pointed, and each one held the golden symbol of a harp. Four small ribbons curled from a blue center-point on his chest and went back from over and under his arms.

 

Silver's hair was white now, and slightly longer. He let out a sigh as he twirled his weapon, "Alright, Guardian. Let us show each other our true and unmatched powers. You, who have never had anything, and I, who has lost everything."

 

(Shit's going dowwwwwnnnn)

Shit. No. This isn't the end yet.  Silver started laughing. It was a small smile that eventually curled up and broke into a hysterical laughter. He got up, lurched a bit; but eventually stood straight as he shook his head, "I am not dying here. We're....quite the same...you and I." Silver murmured, still smiling, "Saviors who were despised and lost everything....their homes...friends....everything. Hated by many for just existing. Betrayed by the ones we trusted the most." Before him was Derik in a full suit of armor. Beyond even what Silver could form in his Runed state with the draconic helm and blades. Silver had little else left that could stand up to this."You've really shown me something. There is, actually, someone strong enough that I can say...is as powerful as SiN." Silver said, looking up at the small blue slits that served as Derik's eyes, "And I defeated him by unleashing everything I had. Things I didn't think I was going to have to use again." Silver's red eye shifted. It was like a small glyph was his pupil now. It pulsated once and soon...both of his eyes were the same crimson color. "You see....I've shown you two different states. The uncovering of my eye, and then the Runed state, which pushed me even further..." Silver said, his voice trailing off, before finally saying one word: "Ultima." A white light swirled around him, changing his clothes. His dark black pants became a flowing white robe with dark-silver plate boots, and same-color armor covering his chest and shoulders. The shoulder caps were slightly pointed, and each one held the golden symbol of a harp. Four small ribbons curled from a blue center-point on his chest and went back from over and under his arms. Silver's hair was white now, and slightly longer. He let out a sigh as he twirled his weapon, "Alright, Guardian. Let us show each other our true and unmatched powers. You, who have never had anything, and I, who has lost everything." (Shit's going dowwwwwnnnn)

"Let's then." Derik shot forward, and as he did, the core of the planet exploded as well. The planet was beginning to explode as he moved forward, his mass of blades followed him closely as could be as he prepared a strike.

This guy's very flashy. Silver thought, though it was quickly abandoned. He and Derik were heading upon a crash-course. Both of them had their weapons raised and braced as they leapt forward. From what Silver could tell, they both intended to finish this with a single blow. Even if it didn't end then, the planet was a goner.

He felt like glancing at Nexomarc, to ensure his safety, but he knew doing so would jeopardize this final attack. Instead he continued on his course, his eyes trained solely on Derik as they collided.

This guy's very flashy. Silver thought, though it was quickly abandoned. He and Derik were heading upon a crash-course. Both of them had their weapons raised and braced as they leapt forward. From what Silver could tell, they both intended to finish this with a single blow. Even if it didn't end then, the planet was a goner.He felt like glancing at Nexomarc, to ensure his safety, but he knew doing so would jeopardize this final attack. Instead he continued on his course, his eyes trained solely on Derik as they collided.

Their attacks struck, a blinding light dazzled the eyes of on looking Alien species as the force of the clash pulsated through the entirety of the galaxy and it's neighboring one's. All of the blades Derik had summoned, save the ones on the feet all struck at Silver, rotating like a drill, he put all his will into the coming attack.

On Silver's own side, an array of magics, all forms of the different elements, rose up at once. His movements now were guided and aided by the elements themselves. It rose and formed a defensive shell as a way to defend against Derik's blade, and then lashed out as a counter to them as well.

Silver said nothing, for once, as their own weapons clashed and caused a giant, blinding light that surely shined from the planet and beyond.

Derik refused to quit, pushing forward harder.

How long can this go on? Silver briefly wondered. Derik had to have some limit--some point where even his seemingly endless supply of energy would run dry. Silver's waves of magic were being taken directly from the ground; his magic came from the life force of the planet itself...which was quickly flickering away as the planet was razed by their current fight.

How long can this go on? Silver briefly wondered. Derik had to have some limit--some point where even his seemingly endless supply of energy would run dry. Silver's waves of magic were being taken directly from the ground; his magic came from the life force of the planet itself...which was quickly flickering away as the planet was razed by their current fight.

"Damn! He's not down yet. I mean, I could still push it further, but..." Derik muttered, keeping the pressure on.

Faster. Silver decided, keeping his arm and sword moving as fast as he could manage. Faster!

He had to go as fast as possible. Become one with his blade and move together as a single unit. Come on, go faster! Move! He screamed in his mind, plunging his sword forward with the aid of a blast of fire. He could only take some many more blows before he himself collapsed. At this point, the only thing keeping his body together was the magic itself...otherwise he would've been a bloody mess by now.

Faster. Silver decided, keeping his arm and sword moving as fast as he could manage. Faster!He had to go as fast as possible. Become one with his blade and move together as a single unit. Come on, go faster! Move! He screamed in his mind, plunging his sword forward with the aid of a blast of fire. He could only take some many more blows before he himself collapsed. At this point, the only thing keeping his body together was the magic itself...otherwise he would've been a bloody mess by now.

"C'mon, give already..." Derik thought, keeping his spinning speed as high as possible. The planet was decaying rapidly under both of the warriors.

"Faster!" Silver screamed, forcing his sword as hard as he could forward. He brought his other fist around, covered in fire and ice, as a secondary attack. Even with that, the tidal wave of the other elements swarmed around him--an all-frontal attack of pure brute force.

"Faster!" Silver screamed, forcing his sword as hard as he could forward. He brought his other fist around, covered in fire and ice, as a secondary attack. Even with that, the tidal wave of the other elements swarmed around him--an all-frontal attack of pure brute force.

"Then this is it, since you still haven't given in yet!" Derik was annoyed. Even if this was only his third best attack, anyone matching it did bother him. "Big... Bang... Supernova!" A beam shot from Derik's end, he hoped that this would be the end of it.

Screw it.

 

Silver dove into the attack. Reckless? Yes. Suicidal? Very.

"I'll just take your damn supernova head on!" Silver screamed, plunging straight into the heart of Derik's attack. He dove straight through it....and forced his way through until his sword was touching Derik's neck.

 

He was a bloody mess. He sank to his knees, his sword slowly making a small line down from Derik's neck to his lower torso. Silver coughed, a mass of blood staining Derik's armor. "L-Look at that...I..survived..."

Silver grinned at Derik, his teeth stained red. That's all he needed to prove his own might--that he could withstand nearly everything thrown at him.

 

"You win."

Screw it. Silver dove into the attack. Reckless? Yes. Suicidal? Very."I'll just take your damn supernova head on!" Silver screamed, plunging straight into the heart of Derik's attack. He dove straight through it....and forced his way through until his sword was touching Derik's neck. He was a bloody mess. He sank to his knees, his sword slowly making a small line down from Derik's neck to his lower torso. Silver coughed, a mass of blood staining Derik's armor. "L-Look at that...I..survived..."Silver grinned at Derik, his teeth stained red. That's all he needed to prove his own might--that he could withstand nearly everything thrown at him. "You win."

"And that is all that matters." Derik replied, his attack subsiding. "Your too powerful for your own good..." Derik muttered, sighing. "He almost was strong enough to really do something to me. I must be getting soft in times of peace." Derik thought, sighing, he healed the boy's wounds, slapped a new eyepatch on him, and kicked him down into a portal back to whence he cam, and Derik closed it right after. Next, he snapped his finger, the planet began to reverse back to a point before the core was blown as Derik went over to Nexomarc. "You and your buddy ain't seen the last of me, y'hear?" Derik said to the boy, throwing him through another portal back to where Silver's world lead. "Three weeks, three weeks..." He muttered, going to the crater that lead to the planet's core, the core was still damaged, Derik couldn't restore the planet back to ist original form, he was just too plain exausted, but he repairs the core back to a manageable point, and ordered some of the Angels and Demons to repair the world. As he took a rest, he blacked out from exausting, his body showing the wounds of the last clash finally, he had bruses, cuts, even a few gashes, and a broken hand. His healing magic would take care of it, eventually, but for now, he needed to rest.

Training. That's what he was going to do. Few people offered a fair match against him--most of them lived in other worlds. The people who did hold their own....are either dead or long gone. That didn't stop Silver. He would find something; whether it be a large monster or merely a board to practice on, he would take advantage and continually push his body to continue getting stronger. His weak spot was his magic. He used a lot of it, and it was wild. Untamed. A large reservoir of power that he never used to its full potential--for fear of letting it all loose.

 

"Faster. Keep going faster!" He hissed, slamming his scythe against a rather large tree until the behemoth finally shattered against the slamming force of his blade.

Training. That's what he was going to do. Few people offered a fair match against him--most of them lived in other worlds. The people who did hold their own....are either dead or long gone. That didn't stop Silver. He would find something; whether it be a large monster or merely a board to practice on, he would take advantage and continually push his body to continue getting stronger. His weak spot was his magic. He used a lot of it, and it was wild. Untamed. A large reservoir of power that he never used to its full potential--for fear of letting it all loose.

 

"Faster. Keep going faster!" He hissed, slamming his scythe against a rather large tree until the behemoth finally shattered against the slamming force of his blade.

A week later...

 

 

"This is the point in space where that kid with the silver eyewear was from, let's see how he's doing..." Derik muttered, fully healed now, his swords and equipment on him, he dove to the void and popped out the other side.

(Holy crap I was just about to ask about this.)

 

The training never stopped. Silver had lost a whole weeks worth of sleep. But he kept going. He forced his body to remain awake--absorbing the life-energy of the plants near him to keep his body going. A part of the forest he was training in was nothing more than a black and charred wasteland. His body continually absorbed other being's life to sustain his own; resulting in an ugly black forest of death.

"Inferno!" Silver shouted, a large circle forming in the sky that shot down a heavy blast of fire--thus destroying yet another section of the forest.

 

"Ark Blast!" He shouted again, another section exploded in a flash of light and lightning.

 

"Vanish, Dark Hole!" He shouted once more, a third section becoming devoured by a shadowy rip in time and space.

 

"More!" Silver hissed, unleashing a hellstorm of red blades that shattered apart the ground in front of him.

(Holy crap I was just about to ask about this.)

 

The training never stopped. Silver had lost a whole weeks worth of sleep. But he kept going. He forced his body to remain awake--absorbing the life-energy of the plants near him to keep his body going. A part of the forest he was training in was nothing more than a black and charred wasteland. His body continually absorbed other being's life to sustain his own; resulting in an ugly black forest of death.

"Inferno!" Silver shouted, a large circle forming in the sky that shot down a heavy blast of fire--thus destroying yet another section of the forest.

 

"Ark Blast!" He shouted again, another section exploded in a flash of light and lightning.

 

"Vanish, Dark Hole!" He shouted once more, a third section becoming devoured by a shadowy rip in time and space.

 

"More!" Silver hissed, unleashing a hellstorm of red blades that shattered apart the ground in front of him.

Derik had appeared in the middle of where the red blades had been, and he whistled. "All this for lil' ol me." He muttered. "So, what's up?

Silver blinked, stopping himself before he unleashed something else.

 

So it was him. The Guardian--Derik or whatever.

"Oh. So you're here." Silver murmured, stabbing his blade into the ground and used it to lean against as he panted, "It's not just for you. I need to train more. This is usual for me. I don't sleep until I've gotten better. I don't eat or rest at all."

Silver blinked, stopping himself before he unleashed something else.

 

So it was him. The Guardian--Derik or whatever.

"Oh. So you're here." Silver murmured, stabbing his blade into the ground and used it to lean against as he panted, "It's not just for you. I need to train more. This is usual for me. I don't sleep until I've gotten better. I don't eat or rest at all."

 

"That's not good for your body. Just look at the area around you-" Derik picked up one of the wilted flowers. "This must have been a beautiful flower once. now it's wilted because you sucked it's lifeforce away to sustain your own strength, and it didn't at least get a proper use." He sighed. "I have a proposal for you. But before we get to it..." Derik used a slight drop of his energy to revive the flower, and then he crushed it, produced a teapot, and placed the leaves, which had dried, into the kettle, as well as some water and it began to steam. Moments later, he produced a few cups and poured some tea out, bringing the cup to Silver, placing it on the floor at his feet, Derik sat on his legs and poured himself a cup of tea. "...Tea?"

"Tea...?" Silver asked, taking the cup. This man was strange...material creation...

The cat-boy glanced around, seeing for the first time that amount of destruction he had laid upon the land. Behind him showd the path he had carved through--a long, black line that was nothing but death. Around him was a charred, crushed, and devoured forest that suffered all he had unleashed.

"Damn..."

"Tea...?" Silver asked, taking the cup. This man was strange...material creation...

The cat-boy glanced around, seeing for the first time that amount of destruction he had laid upon the land. Behind him showd the path he had carved through--a long, black line that was nothing but death. Around him was a charred, crushed, and devoured forest that suffered all he had unleashed.

"Damn..."

"I'm gonna take a guess and say you were focused on improving, so much so that you lost sight of what was around you." Derik said, taking a sip. "But when you train like that, you forget what you leave in your wake."

"I suppose so." Silver murmured, glancing down at the tea. He wasn't hungry. He'd have to empty the stolen energy first before he could eat anything. Otherwise his body would reject it. He simply sat the cup down and glanced back at Derik.

"So what was it you wanted, Guardian?"