Chapter 5 - Luca's Eternal Battle

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by miabyakugan

by miabyakugan

[Surface Realm]
"I'm sorry for hurting you Luca." It was Demi who sat infront of me, eating Pocky as her gaze lowered to the floor.

"It's alright. I don't blame you. You thought CJ was stronger, and on paper he is but you can't always be chasing the next big thing, it's not healthy." I said simply, stirring my vanilla shake with my straw. I was clearly tired after just winning the fight against Jordan, the victory causing me to join YK, giving the leadership of B2K to Jaden who had just finished his military training.

"You can use my Yellow Hummer if you like, at least you don't have to drive Cuongs car around anymore."

"I do miss my Lancer." I murmured.

"You did your best to win the fight against Yavin, the kid is just too powerful." She finally, pouting her lips.

"Can you give me attention? You haven't taken me out on a date in like forever."

"Yeah alright, babe. I'm here." I said, grabbing her hand, her bangles on her arms clattering on the table in the process.

"Hah, babe? You never call me pet names. Why the sudden change?" She began laughing, causing me to look up at her, frowning.

"I want you to go Shaolin School." I said finally, the weight off my shoulders lifting as I finally got what I wanted out of my chest.

"Shaolin School? I can't, I'm a girly girl."

"Well after Allie's disappearance I'm sure you know why, can't have you disappearing because you don't know how to defend yourself."

"Relax handsome, Joshua and Aaron look after me well."

"Well if they're needed for traversal who's going to look after you then? All the boys' girls go to Shaolin Academy, there's no excuses."

[Labyrinth of Desire]
It's true what they say, anything that happened on the surface affected what happened down in the spiritual realm; or the maze for a better lack of words, the two worlds constantly colliding, shifting, and phasing simultaneously. There was however, a third world not yet known to man- a world which housed both the supernatural and the spiritual to coexist, giving birth to The Death Ring, a place that was perfect for hosting officially marked fights recorded by the Old Gods themselves.

Traditionally during the Old Genesis, good verses evil was always hosted in the maze where the terrain and one's knowledge in traversing played an important role until the final fate between the two divulged. Large sponsorship groups such as The Red Lotus would contribute large amounts of karma koins, a renowned currency known only for use of purchasing ones luck. This drew a massive crowd of fighters willing to put themselves to the test, some coming for glory, others for wealth. Upon realisation that the match ups lacked substance; passion and desire just to name a few, our sponsors demanded change to how the fighters interacted with one another- wanting to know each fighter on an interpersonal level. If there was one thing any fighter wanted, it was to be revered in the eyes of such a wealthy syndicate.

To tackle this issue and to keep some of our biggest sponsors, the arena was required to change to a more simplistic form of combat where one's prowess was broadcasted at its highest calibre, a simple one round fight till the opposite party surrendered or worse was suffice. This style of fighting allowed peers to join in whenever they felt necessary or required, playing a huge difference in match ups, steering away from the traditional Agni Kai in the Old Testament which only allowed strict one on one engagement.

The reason for this was due to the growth of similar and different ideologies which made for unexpected allies to join the fray, that was- if you knew what one was fighting for; modern day Agni Kai's now sponsoring only the best known participants to fight for their cause. This became an issue later down the track when certain ideologies were not given a time of day simply because of lack of sponsorship, and despite some concepts which were intriguing but lacked any depth to be considered worthy of admiration, niche ideas that I thought deserved recognition were overseen by me to both the people on the surface and the people living in the underworld.

"Give it up you idiot, for once in your life use your avatar state." I said, engulfing my hands in black flames.

"The power of the Vishnu flows through my blood, to me you're just father's unfortunate byproduct." I began, throwing hands as black flames shooting towards Jordan who just barely dodged the first few flames, the last fireball catching his armour on fire as he quickly patted himself down.

"You got no where to go, nowhere to hide, just give it up little bro." I smiled menacingly, black aura escaping through the soles of my feet. I could feel a tingly sensation around my entire body, my hands and feet were warm with vengeance. With my mastery in fire bending, my technique was only further enhanced by being the Vishnu of Eternal Suffering.

"The only place I belong too are with my friends." Jordan said, taking a step back and throwing a few flames from his flame dance technique through the use of his footwork, easily dodging his amateur fireballs by leaning back slightly, my confidence surging as I charged my hands up for another ignition. Within seconds a rock had flown straight into my peripherals, hitting me on the side of my temple, dazing me as my flames extinguished from my hands. I turned around and was met with two strange delinquents from the crowd who jumped into the arena, one kid in particular who began ricocheting an incredible amount of fiery bullets straight from his mouth. I swung my hands infront of me, creating a large fire wall infront of me which dissipating the incoming bullets thanks to my quick reflexes.

"A combustion bender by just using one's mouth? Not something you see everyday." I said, walking through the fire as it evaporated, the crowd cheering on in the process.

"Give it up Lu-Xiao, you're outmatched." Jordan said as his arms ignited in fire, the combustion bender already inhaling a large amount of oxygen ready for another set of bullets, and there- stood behind him was a familiar kid shackled in chains.

"Hah, well if it isn't Kid Khaos in the flesh. What are you going to do? Last I heard it was CJ who released your Bijuu." I snickered, to which the combustion bender who I'll call Blink began shooting more flame bullets at me, my reaction so precise I simply rocked backwards and forwards to dodge many of his projectiles.

"I see you've grown accustomed to being the new Vishnu, better hope the price wasn't too high to pay for such devastating power." Kid Khaos muttered.

"I have friends in high places, that's for me to know and for you to find out." I said, inhaling a deep breathe as I exhaled a ring of fire that continued to grow in mass as it flew straight towards my new visitors.