Riku Fantasy's eyes begin to glow a myriad of colors, from red to purple, even silver, brown, white, and gold. His entire body suddenly lights ablaze, but the flames aren't normal; they too flash between the same, many different colors. In a flash, the flames shoot up into the sky, creating a swirling pillar made up of every elemental power Riku Fantasy can control. As the pillar shoots up high into the air, the sky takes on an aurora borealis-like appearance.
Slowly, one by one, each element slowly falls away, like a flower that's starting to bloom. As the flower of elements fully opens up and fades away, they reveal Riku Fantasy in the center, transformed just as Riku Reality had several minutes ago. His hair stands up much in the very same way Reality's does, though his hair is constantly changing color just as his aura does. Fantasy's arms, legs, neck, and torso are completely covered in what appear to be magical runes, undecipherable to the normal human eye; the runes themselves glowing colorfully under Riku Fantasy's clothing.
On the palms of Riku Fantasy's hands, and on his back are three magic circles, all of which whose meaning is just as unknown as the runes that cover his body, and glowing in the same colorful fashion. As Fantasy opens his eyes, a stream of magical energy pours out from his tear ducts, his pupils black and wide, and irises glow in the same way as the rest of his features. However, if one were to look closely enough, they'd see his irises look the same as the rings of magic runes that make up the magic circles on his hands and back.
Artemis stares on at Fantasy in disbelief. She doesn't know what to say or what to think, for this is something she's never seen before. "Fumiya...leader...what is this..?"
Fantasy does hear Artemis with his heightened senses, but completely ignores her, for his full focus is on Riku Reality. "Well?" Despite the change in appearance, Fantasy's voice remains the same. "Are you just going to stand there? Or are you going to release the rest of that pent up rage?" Fantasy reaches out a hand, as if to beckon Reality forward. "Come now, I'm sure I'll be able to give you a much better challenge like this." He says with a smirk on his face.
Riku Reality just looks down at Fantasy for a moment. Then, he spreads his wings, firing off another barrage of thin magic beams from his wings. The beams reach Fantasy in less than a second, but the smile on his face doesn't falter even a little. The beams appear to strike Riku Fantasy, causing a wave of explosions that kick up a massive cloud of smoke. However, a glowing figure flies out of the smoke, a pair of spiky wings on his back made entirely of ice.
Riku Reality holds out a hand, firing off another wave of energy beams. This time however, Riku Fantasy doesn't just sit still. He flies all around the air, ducking and dodging the many beams with relative ease even as they home in on him. With scary and elegant swiftness, Riku Fantasy is able to make each and every beam crash into one another, flying away from the collection of explosions that is caused afterward. He smirks down at the smoke cloud, proud of his work.
From behind him, Riku Reality appears, swinging down at him with one of his wrist blades made from his magical energy. Without even looking back at him, Fantasy holds up a hand and catches the energy blade. For the first time since the fight began, Reality actually looks somewhat disgruntled. "Man, you're something else kid... It hurts to even touch this thing. Unfortunately for you..." He looks back at Riku Reality, a wicked look in his eyes and a wide grin on his face. "You're still light years away from being able to fight on this level!" Riku Fantasy completely crushes the magic energy blade as he clenches his fist around it, spinning around and delivering a swift kick to Riku Reality's cheek.
Reality spins back, clearly shocked by the force of the blow, but not deterred as he quickly gathers magic energy into his hand. Before he can fire though, Fantasy is already right in front of him, flames shooting out of the palms of his hands. The moment he reaches Reality, he punches him hard in the chest, cracking the magical armor as he sends him flying all the way down to the ground. Riku Fantasy whistles and winces slightly in pain, his knuckles slightly singed. "Damn, even after all that from before, your armor isn't any weaker. You really are nuts, kiddo..." Fantasy brings one of his wings forward and rests his fist against it to cool it off.
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Cross Worlds (Hiatus)
FantasíaRiku Fumiya, a 17 year old boy in high school. He's a loner, a geek, and somewhat of an otaku, and is bullied in school for it, just as any other kid with similar traits in high school would be. Originally, he didn't mind it because he always had vi...
