(Honest mistake on the height part. I usually double check for minute details like that, but was sort of... distracted while typing last time.)
White, such a pure color, was completely all over the place, as far as the eye could possibly see. The palace in the center of the chamber was like a blemish to this pale universe, a scar in the completely germ free residence. That would be the case behind the palace. For, in front of it, a battle was raging on between two warriors of great power. These two warriors were fighting for their lives, blood splattered upon the, previously, white chamber floors, dirtying the chamber floors as if it was a Jackson Pollock painting. Whether the battle had been going on for 2 minutes or nearly 2 whole months, it would seem as if one of the warriors were in complete control of the situation.
While the battle would be raging on in front of the palace, a weird portal, comprised of green energy, would pop into existence against the side of the palace walls. The portal would swirl mysteriously for but a moment, before two people walked out of it. One would be a small teenage boy with brown hair. He would be wearing a yellow shirt and blue pants, with white shoes. The other would be a much taller, and older, lanky man with pale hair, bordering on being blue. He would be wearing a white lab coat over a light blue shirt and brown pants with black shoes. ”He-here we are, Morty. This is dimension SL.. S.. SL-88.” The older man would say, more stumbling out of the portal than walking regularly, stuffing something into his lab coat.
The revealed Morty would look around the area would a dumbfounded look on his face, his lips opening wide in his disbelief, the portal closing behind them immediately after they walked through it. ”W-whoa, grandpa Rick, this place is really bright. And why is it s-so he-heavy here?” Morty would say with excitement in his voice. The place really would be sort of bright, causing Rick to rub his eyes a bit before his eyes could get adjusted. ”Oh, there’s an easy explanation for that Morty.” He would say, as he reached into his lab coat to take out a flask and drink from it.
It would be at this moment that the sounds of the fighting would catch the attention of the young teenager, more specifically, the sounds of the two warriors tumbling around on the ground. ”Holy S-“ He wouldn’t be able to finish his near exclamation as Rick would use his free hand to cover his grandson’s mouth. ”Shut your mouth, Morty. You trying to get us caught?” Rick would continue to cover Morty’s mouth, as he peeked around the corner to watch the events play out. ”Perfect, we’re just in time, Morty.” He said in a hushed tone as he removed his hand from Morty’s mouth and took one more drink before stuffing the flask back inside of his lab coat.
”Wh-whoa, in time for what, Grandpa Rick? What exactly are we do-doing here?” The old man didn’t look towards his grandpa as they watched the fast paced action of when Jay would crush Athos’ head underneath his foot. ”Wait, wait, wait, shut up for a second, Morty. There’s no time to explain now.” Rick hushed the boy with his words, as his hand reached into the other side of his lab coat to pull out his sleek portal gun, the same green energy nestled into the top of the device.
The older man fiddled with the back of the device for a quick moment, ”No!” Morty yelled out as he reached for the portal gun. He didn’t know why, but something made him tussle with his grandpa, attempting to stop him from committing whatever senseless act he was trying to commit. ”Morrrty, stop it dammit. You don’t understand what you’re doing!” Rick burped in objection to his grandson trying to foil his plan. It didn’t take long, before he used his foot to kick Morty to the chamber floor, before he ran from around from his hiding place and aimed the portal gun under the Nara, who was just about to open the door. He quickly pulled the trigger and out shot a mass of pure energy. When it reached the ground under the Nara, it would widen outward into another portal. When it widened out, the Nara would end up falling into it, ”What th- ahH!” which caused the young man to let out a yelp as the portal closed immediately afterwards. ”Yeah, take that, motherfucka!! Unh, score one for Rick!” The old scientist would celebrate with a dance, only confusing the hell out of his grandson, who just couldn’t grasp what the hell just happened.
”Wh-wh- what the hell, R-Rick!? Why the fuck did you do that!?” Morty yelled as he stood to his feet, anger on his face from his grandpa kicking him like he did. Rick let out a laugh as he turned his attention on Morty, drool dribbling out of his mouth. ”Why? Morty, because he crossed me! Let me teach you something about this world, Morty! Only then will you understand what’s going on!” Ahh, Rick, no, that’s o-oka- You see, Morty, in this world there’s ten beasts of immense power. And the warriors of this world fight for them to gain their power. These beasts have tails that divide their levels of power, from the Zero Tails to the Nine Tails. Wait, th-that doesn’t make sense. If it doesn’t have a tail, why is it grouped in with the other Tailed Beasts?” Morty proceeded to interrupt his grandpa, who shook his head, drooling whipping from side to side, sputtering all the while.
”D-d-don’t get lost in the details, Morty! Anyway, those two were fighting for the Nine Tails and that black haired bastard had just won the beast for himself.” Morty couldn’t help but clap in congratulations, before his hands were swiftly slapped. ”That’s not a good thing, Morty, you stupid fuck! If he wins, he becomes a walking time bomb!” This confused Morty even further, causing his lips to turn into a small ‘w’ for a moment. ”W-wait, that’s totally crazy, grandpa Rick.”
This would cause Rick’s face to scrunch up a bit before he threw a fit, pushing his grandson back and causing him to fall to the floor. ”IT’S NOT CRAZY, MORTY!! Remember the Schezwan Sauce!? If he’s allowed to live, he’s going to end up eating it all, and that damned fox is to blame for it! I’m not going to let that black haired bastard hog all the sweet S-Sschezwan Sauce.” Morty would whimper and complain as Rick ranted. ”So, I sent that bastard to another dimension. A dimension where his teacher was completely fine after punching out his spine, Morty! In this dimension it worked, but that shit aint flying in the other dimension, Morty! He’s gonna get his ass killed in that dimension and that damn cat of his doesn't have the balls to tell him to hog all that sweet teriyaki dipping sauce! I don’t care if it takes him 9 more seasons before he can try to fight for the Nine-Tails again! I’ll be there to stop him time and time again, Morty! I don’t care if I have to do this for 97 years, I’ll do anything to protect that Schezwan Sauce!”
Rick would continue to yell at his grandson, as the camera pulled backwards. The sounds of Rick’s rant and Morty’s whimper being the only thing that was audible in the vast whiteness of the infinite chamber. Of course, the story of Jay Nara would continue, but exactly which dimension was he sent to? Would he be victorious in this one, or perhaps, would Rick be correct to assume that he would be defeated. All they knew was, anything was capable of pissing off Rick. Rick would do absolute anything to protect the delicious Schezwan Sauce.
Of course, nothing could ever be simple and clean. But, there was a nagging in that back of the young Nara’s mind. How could he determine that the chakra was going to be used for sealing, when it hadn’t been beforehand, when he blew a hole in the man’s side and destroyed vital organs? Was there a bit of oversight on his part? Did he supposedly telegraph his intentions through any sort of negative emotion? That was a possibility, but he was usually in complete control of his demeanor at his current state of being. But, how could this possibly be explained in a way that didn’t present a result of foul play? Without actually seeing his chakra pulsing inside the Nara, determining exactly which type of technique he was poised to use seemed a bit foul.
[You’re reading entirely too much into this...] Matatabi broke through his subconscious, the power surging through him to repair the damage to his limbs at a much quicker rate of time. Despite the fact that he couldn’t actually see what had happened, he knew exactly what it was. Deadzone Creation, a Fuinjutsu his sensei had only really mentioned in small detail (teasing about possibly using it against him). But, now that he’s seen it (noting the complete lack of energy circulating within the Raikon), he can grasp the capabilities of such an immensely layered array of characters. [This could only mean that he sees you as a true threat. I hope you’re rea- It would be at this exact moment, that the green portal would appear in this unknown dimensional world. It wouldn’t make its appearance on the floor, pillar or the wall of the palace, like a regular portal. Nooo, this portal would make its appearance inside of the Nara of old, completely bisecting his body, vertically and parallel to his frame. This shock to his system would result in a sort of rebirth for the Nara, as an exact copy would emerge from the portal, the deceased body of the old Jay nowhere in sight. ”Damn it, now I have to do all that all over again.” He would yell out in frustration as he looked ahead of him to see his sensei once again punching Jay’s arm out the back of his chest. It was as if his victory had been a hallucination, a mind trick by some sort of asshole.
[Whoa, Déjà vu.] Matatabi commented as time seemingly resumed to how it had been. Because of how screwed up it was from both fighter’s mix ups, from Jay’s absurd belief that Jashinists didn’t need to have their brain connected to every part of their body, via the spinal cord, to be able to move, to Athos’ weird warp of time and character control of Jay’s speed (whether Athos was able to move or not). But, all didn’t matter as this entire thing was just to show that Athos was still moving via the Theta State, which his previous post was based on. It really didn't matter that he didn't know of a technique that allowed someone the ability to turn into a living voodoo doll, it meant shit to someone who could actually control nearly an ocean of blood. So, just like last time, he would dash forward, his Theta State watching intently as Athos would make his sign to slip out of his Restraints to change into something more comfortable, which he hadn’t emoted this time around, but IMMA JUST LET THAT SLIDE!! He would do the exact same thing, with his own Limiter Seal, releasing both levels to get just as comfortable for this fight. And since he didn’t need to use a handseal… for anything, he would save a lot of time.
You see, under the Limiter Seal, the Nara only had access to about 20% of his power, has been for quite a while now, since before the time he decided to fiend and claw for Senninka, not the Jashinist Immortality. He’d never done so for Jashinist Immortality, since he’d already had his own version, but SL rules, so he had to get with the times. In any case, the first level of the Limiter Seal released 30% of his power, which he equated to someone using Sage Mode, power boost wise. The second, and final, level was the last 50% of his power, which he separately equated to a Jinchuriki using most of their Biju’s power, again, power boost wise. With the two of these stacked together, Jay would return to his original self, unhindered by the seal as he proceeded with his jump... the 80% of chakra would be released as well, but with the Deadzone flowing past him… meh. Any chakra that would have exploded out of him would have just been snuffed out by the invisible barrier, showing that he barely made it. He would also use this time to return his brain waves to normal, since they were no longer needed for this bout.
With his power restored to its fullest, his personality shifted to his real one, a persona similar to the Devil, who’s only desire was to cause death and destruction to his surroundings. [Ye are of your father the devil, and the lusts of your father ye will do. He was a murderer from the beginning, and abode not in the truth, because there is no truth in him. When he speaketh a lie, he speaketh for his own, for he is a liar, and the father of it.]
Now, he won’t up and say that releasing his seal held the same results of Athos releasing his own. But, I’m just saying, if a 20% Jay made a 50% Athos release his restraints, than that should say something. I’m not saying the 50% Athos couldn’t have beaten said 20% Jay, but there had to be a reason why the 50% Athos felt as if he had to release his restraints for this fight. It couldn’t have been a show of strength considering Athos had never once attempted to use his full potential around his sensei. Why would he when he was manipulating the man into giving him what he wanted. So, just enough, was enough to show that Jay, had what it took to be brought under his "wing".
In any case, while the Nara was contemplating all of this, coming to a seemingly slow motion land, Athos would have already proceeded with his attempt of his first “serious” punch, suddenly becoming Caped Baldy to do so. It was kind of weird to compare him to Genos... considering he was all flesh and blood, baby. But, he was still trying to contemplate just what Matatabi had said in his mind. ’Wa… was that a bible ver- [WATCH OUT!!] She would exclaim out in warning as the Nara was brought back to reality. ”Le what?” He’d manage to say before he was hit with the full force of the “serious” punch… Well, his own afterimage would be hit with it, evidenced by the lack of blood Athos desired.
Jay would manage to evade with a simple side step, which took him about twenty meters away from Athos, at Athos' 7 o'clock. [Just… just get into character.] With his full capabilities out and about, he was completely undaunted, his face devoid of his usual features. The eyes that were usually golden, (despite having been transformed into red through the usage of the Sin of Wrath’s Power) would ultimately darkened into a deeper shade of red, and according to the internet, that color would be a bit darker than wine. It would be obvious at this point to say that, Jay was much faster than he’s ever let on. Much like his sensei, he felt as if he could finally let loose and show the realm what he could really do. One on One, mano a mano, to the death. No time limits. No judges. Jay would proceed to dodge the other two punches with ease, moving to the same 7 o'clock each time, seeing as how Athos hadn’t put his entire effort into any of them.
When Athos was finished with his punches, Jay would choose the moment to speak. ”It feels so good to finally take off those infernal kids’ gloves for the first time in Mortal Kombat. Don’t you think sensei?” His words, no, his tone of voice was the part of him that’s changed. There was no sentiment, affection nor respect in his tone. No excitement or admiration to be facing the Nine Tails Jinchuriki in battle. ”Of course, were it not for this Deadzone, one of us would already be dead. If only the fool had ended it sooner, I wouldn’t have to get involved in this little… playground squabble.” The shifted Nara would grab hold of his shirt and rip it from his frame, letting the tatters fall to the floor. Despite losing the buff of the Body Revival Technique, his body would still look as if it was in peak shape, not as buff as before, but not as lean prior, just somewhere in between. "I do, however, find it peculiar. If you have this "strength"... He would personally incorporate the air quotes to help his point, not even needing to look towards the palace to see it destroyed from the sheer force of the punch. then how has Bocchierre been treating you like his bitch all these years? Ahh, I guess that's a question I'll never have answered." The raven haired devil would gently shake his head, disappointment clear in the action. "It matters not. Let's see if I can devour you and the fox before this Deadzone expires." Five rounds would be left for the Deadzone and it was obvious that both fighters had finished "warming up" during this little fight of theirs. Jay would proceed to motion for a classic, come hither, motion with his right hand. Tis was the universal sign to come at me, bro. [Whoa... maybe not be in character... you're kind of a dick...]
~~~~~~~~~
Level 1&2 Limiter Seal Release
Brain Waves Stabilized