The Heaven and Hell Tournament Round 2: Zerori VS Plato

PL: 110,269

Plato paced towards the ring, this was the first match of the loser bracket and unless he came up with a mircal attack, it would be his last of the tournament. He'd be the first to admit he was somewhat scarred, of course Xylo had just angered her beyond belief and now he'd be the first to receive the blunt of his rage, the only saving grace that he was already dead. However, he did save his trump card while she used hers, her power was great yet and he was at a huge disadvantage but he had faced greater odds, he had been forced to try and save himself against stronger foes before, and he had been hunted by walker, who was far more powerful so their was a chance, of course he never tried to fight walker, prehaps this was too much for him. But if he just threw in a towl agian he'd look like some fraud he had entered the tournament, he came to fight he let sagi pass because he knew he'd lose to xylo but now he was regretting it, he assumed fighting Zerori might of been smarter then fighting but seeing as what had just occurred he was wrong, very very wrong. He was going to lose, unless he could pull something out of his armor and that was not going to happen.

The King put on a confident face as he strided into the arena smoke began to bellow behind him as he walked though he'd not summon the beast yet he'd summon it when the fight began he needed to take any advantage he could get and she would most likely not suspect a giant monster being torn from someone's body and attacking them head on. He thrusted his hand out as he walked in the arena flames shooting out of the area as a seat formed he letting out a gulp. He sat down waiting his eyes narrowed at the other entrance, soon she would arrive, the demonic saiyan would come and they would fight, and he would be hit by her full fury, versus his. The fury of defeat and the fury of an existence spent at the toil of others. Plato hand gripped the right side of his magically formed seat the stone shattering. "I wait for you Monster." He said in his Konstian tongue his eyes fully rested on the other hallway, when would she come.

Plato keep his arm crossed as Zerori entered his eyes narrowing as he saw her lifeless gaze turn complety into one with life the king merely blinking as he tapped his hand on the throne, "I don't want to waste too much time." He said as he sat on the throne looking at her dead in the eyes. "I'll admit it was somewhat set up, the ogre convinced me to let him go on too the next round a choice i do regret that now though i must say, i happen to get on the wrong path i'd much rather faced That pieter, he seemed like a good hunter, a battle of beast vs man how exciting." He put a finger to his lip looking around the ring as he could here the booing, he didn't give a damn he was already livid. That was his secret, he was always anger, angry with himself, kashvarr walker, anything he was always angry. He watched as she slammed her boot down the stone around him rising before the stones rose out forming a large spiderweb around him to say he was the prey in said spiderweb. The King eyelid twitched before a smirk rolled onto his face, "I gonna give you a lesson in Konstian magic, watch carefully, i may of been a king but now i don't need an army provided by you, i am the army." Plato said as he got to his feet pointing at her, "It is unfortunate my strength does not lie with hand to hand combat nor with ki based combat, i am a lousy fighter, all my victories have come because i was facing foes of far lower strength or because of luck." He said the smoke which bellowed behind him before began to rise around the whole ring the smoke rising to their ankles at most.

The smoke pulled itself back into the middle of the ring before rising up forming a massive grey smoke ball above the ring. Plato sent his hand into the air, "I call apon you Dark Demon gods of konats." He spoke in his native tongue as the giant ball of smoke split in two though they soon expanded back out so their size of each was equal to the previous smoke ball before two roars pierced the arena, "Guarhhh." The roars appeared from the smoke as massive red eyes pierced the smoke the 2 sets gazing right down as two fiery beast rushed out of the smoke smashing their feet into the Arena floor before looking around the arena letting out earth rocking roars. "I hope you don't mind if i invite my army to our engagement i know the numbers are against you but at least i won't be fighting, afterall a king can't get his hands dirty."He said sitting back in the chair as the crowd was forced into silence. The beast which towered even over an Great ape stared them all down. Plato eyes glared from the smoke that forming from the breath of the beasts as they breathed down he pointing his hand out, "Attack!" The two beasts began to lumber towards Zerori of course their size it'd be hard to get around them in the small ring as they made sure to entrap the demon or attempt too trying to make sure she didn't try and take a strike at Plato, for as he said he was weak and his defeat would lead to there defeat.

*Plato had Unchained his monster*
*Plato has used Multi-Form [UT1] Splitting his monster into two weaker but still massive Monsters.*
*Powerlevel of each monster 606,479.5*

Plato keep his eyes narrowed as the Zerori, she was going to power up it seemed as red aura surrounded her as the color of her hair and eyes changed, it seemed to be a transformation much like a saiyan. Plato got to his feet getting ready she was going to make her move. He began to raise his hand his timing needed to be perfect to stop her incoming attack. He had planned for this, a defense that would allow him to avoid being hit he just needed to find the speed of the attack it should not of been that hard. Once he saw her move he'd slow down the movement of his monster to throw her off and hopefully keep her at a distance, that is if he could see. As he moved his hand Zerori seem to disspear from his sight his monsters trying to slam their feet down on her but they only stepped on their own feet the beasts collapsing on one another forming back into one beast. Plato looked back down, she was so close already. "So this is how fast walker was...no faster." he muttured as she raced towards him her fist outstretched, he didn't have time to waste. He still had his back up plan, but he didn't want to do it of course if she nailed him head on with any form of attack, it'd be game over. His skin began to harden as bandages which were over his left arm exploded grey scales forming all around his body as the punched connected right with his face the king flying through his throne and straight towards out of bounds.


Plato flicked his hand as he flew his monsters turning back into smoke as they zipped past before reforming the beast arm thrusting out to catch Plato as he flew towards out of bounds. The smoke disspeared returning to his body as he slammed into the arena floor holding his face. Blood covered most of the area around the king, as he tried to get to his feet but he collapsed back down. "Don't look at me." It didn't sound like plato it seemed to be a mix of his monster and his own as he tried to cover all the scales however seeing as his body was covered by scales he was unable to cover it. The hide began to crack his eyes widening as it complety shattered The king still holding his face, the Hide had failed to block all the force, however it held back much of it. The King grabbed his knees feeling them out, he was not sure if he could get up but he had to try dammit, he would dammed to be defeated by a single blow in this tournament twice, first a fake defeat and then a real one. "Don't think one punch was enough to defeat me." he spat with rage getting to his feet with blood dripping down his face as he looked right at the demon. "I overestimated myself i assumed i would be able to see your movement i was mistaken however you won't hit me agian." He said as he thrusted his hand out as smoke began to escape his body. His solo monster formed in front of him before Plato flew up landing on the beast shoulder, it lumbering towards Zerori before swinging its massive fist out attempting to repay the favor he handed her moments ago while plato focused on recovering, he was still half awake from the blow earlier, he knew the match would end if another blow manged to connect with him he would not let that happen.

* Multi-Form [UT1] Cancelled 
*Plato used [N1] Monster Hide (Ki Barrier Flavored) with a powerlevel equal to 33 percent of his monster powerlevel 404,319 which didn't fully stop the punch leaving Plato nearly unconscious
*Kp:2/3*
*If you think i should of been knocked out instead that is fine just trying to make this last a little longer also assuming the punch with more then half of its power sapped would not be enough*
*Monster is attempting to nail Zerori with its fist.*
*Monster powerlevel: 1,212,959*

(Plato's look when monster hide was active)

 

Plato starred the woman down as the beast arm rushed down covering his vision the blow slamming into her but he didn't feel no impact, well he did he didn't here or see her fly out of the way as the fist collided, it just stopped when it hit her. His monster began to roar Plato blinking as the beast began to rise in the air and before he knew it both him and the beast was flying as he rode it at insane speeds towards the other side of the ring Plato flicking his wrist as the beast disspeared with an afterimage before it would of slammed right into the wall and dealt damage that he would not be able to recover from, but now plato had another issue, sweat dripped down his face, he had used most of his ki, that was just great. Smoke began to rise around him as he tried to formulate his counter attack against the demon. At close range she was far stronger and at long range, well that would only end badly as well. His mind raced with ideas he really didn't know what to do, she was so much stronger then he was but he could not give up not yet.

The King landed as the smoke forming around him finally launched out the beast springing forward its body slowly expanding, "I understand our strengths are vastly different so i'll increase my own with this." The beast body began to expand blood flying off the beasts as it muscles nearly broke through the skin it growing in size, the beast which already towered over an fully grown ozzaru was not even larger its shadow overcasting the whole arena. The beast roared before stepping forward the arena floor cracking under it before it threw it now even more massive fist down at Zerori attempting to knock her right through the ring. He understood that the monster weakness, the muscles had expanded to its arm leaving the rest of its body weaker but Zerori already was far more powerful then the monster see in the last action, so the only way to stand any form of chance to beat the demon down with brute force rather then trying to be tactical,the beast didn't have the possible speed to compete and its strength was lackluster but with this boost the gap would be somewhat smaller. Still he needed to stall and figure out a plan that will actually grant some sort of victory.

*Used Afterimage leaving me with 0/3 Kp*
*Avoided Grapple failsafe*
*Used Power Weighted increasing the power of his monster at the cost of its speed and endurance*
*Monster's new powerlevel:1,323,228/ 882,152*

"Don't feel bad about taking your anger out at me i been doing that for years i been a bundle of rage prehaps this is what i need, to see another reflection in the pond." He said with a strange calmness as the fist of his monster just connected with the air, he was much too slow she seemed to already been able to defend agiasnt great changes of speed, the whole battle the beast speed had changed, first it was the two slow brutes, then the fast wily monster before becoming a bigger but slower titanic creature, but all three dials of speed seem to have little effect, all three times she had either easily stopped of complety avoided his attacks. It was frustrating but the difference in power explained it, but it was just not power, it was skill as well. Everywhere he seemed to lack, she had to have faced foes far more dangerous then him before and lived to tell the tale or at least till one fight got over her head. Regardless, he could see clearly while Alistair had to bride her for xylo, not that Xylo was weak but it was just how strong she was. Against him she was playing around but if she wanted to end it quick, it could of ended before the match even started, she could of hit him full on while he sat on his throne before he could muster any defenses his survival in the fight had so far been merely too her playing around.

He looked straight into the sky as she clenched her fist flames forming around her arms as she began to power up some powerful attack meant to finsh the battle, but he was not going to let it end. He could defeat her he knew it was possible the battle had not been decided, she had overwhelming power but it didn't mean he was going to be defeated, know he had already began planning ahead, he also knew the rules were in his favor, he just needed to knock her out the ring and he knew how he could do that, but he needed to use his trump card first. Plato grabbed the strap holding his armor before snapping it with his finger it falling to the floor along with the chest piece of his armor leaving his green cloak a undershirt of course, "I needed to open that up i just need some extra speed for what i'm gonna be pulling next i hope your not shocked i came to this fight with every tool i needed to stand a chance, i was saving this for someone else." His eyes shined rage bursting from them, he had been pushed too far and gone through to much to walk quietly into defeat, he didn't plan to be defeat so easily. He pulled a Glassy purple shard from his pocket shinning it in the air before he grabbed it, "This is another secret of the kashvarr, i hate to be using this." He gasped before biting into the shard a purple aura bursting from his body before he grabbed his head screaming into the arena floor in pain as all the damage that had been afflicted on plato began to magically disspear. At the same time he felt himself slip deeper the memories that he could barley grab onto fading as he desperately was trying to cling to them but the price to him it was worth it, his body would be restored he would be brought back to full strength. His raised his head as his eyes shined agian his wounds gone with a flash before he thrusted his hand out, his beast opening his mouth as a clear white beam began to form as he got ready for the blast that would decide his fate, Would this be enough to stop her blast he didn't know but it was his last Gambit.

Plato has used a soul shard (Flavored Senzu beam) He been restored to full kp and Health.
Kp:3/3
Charing up Mp3: Judgement Powerlevel of technique 1,323,228/ 882,152 Next turn it shall be 2,646,456/ 1,764,304

(Got to have senzu removed just putting it down for reminded of admins.

Plato watched as zerori charged up her fist attack ready to finsh the battle right there and then. Plato knew he only had one shot at this, he needed to defeat her after the blast connected and he it needed to be fast. He leaped back his feet touching the back of the arena. He looked at her evil grin, almost mad as she was chagrining up her attack. He really didn't know if he was going to be able to stop it, or hell even survive it when it connected. She connected to one before rushing right at him with his er pulled back. He Didn't expect her to rush into range, it only made it easier for him, she had fallen right where he wanted. Plato raised his arm as his beast maw opened up a white blast rushing out towards Zerori, "Judgement!" Plato yelled as the blast connected with eacother as he watched the insuring clash of power. From what he sensed he knew what was going to happen, so he got prepared he leaped behind his monster so that she'd have to piece the monster first with her attack, and unless he was going to lose with one blow anyway this should of saved him from his defeat and give him the time he needed to make his counter attack. Judgement was stopped as she rushed with the reaming power of the punch and with Plato hiding around his beast she'd most likely hit the beast instead her fist impact causing the whole arena to shift plates shifting up into the air the gust of wind from both attacks causing it to knock people out of their seats as her fist punched right through the beast roaring in pain before shifting back into smoke which surrounded the two fighters plato landing right behind her.

It was frustrating the difference in power between them, the only way he could win was by knocking her out of the ring he felt weak doing it but he had to do it. It was the only way. It was like a fly fighting a giant, it really bugged him but at the same time she had been underestimating him the entire time, or at least he assumed. Plato raced forward right at Zerori a hint of fear in his gaze, he was about to in the maw of the beast, if he made on wrong step he'd be out for a long very long time. She could destroy him with a flick and without his monster to hide behind he was just that, a man. He was no fighter, he had never been someone supersaiyan or some almighty demon or Namakian overlord he was a konstian who powered all placed in a beast he despite, for the last time prehaps he could fight without relaying fully on his beast just one more time he could use his own body to win a fight. One last time. He pulled himself down bringing his fist up for an overhand right as smoke began to form around his fist as the beasts fist jetted out heading right for Zerori with the hopes of nailing her with enough force to at least off balance her for a second blow to knock her right out of the ring, he was hopping the sudden change in attack would catch her off guard, but he let himself open to any attack, he knew that but he willing to take the blow if it meant winning the battle, he feared her, and her power but he feared defeat more.

*668,980 Bleed through from Phoenix rage I Which hit plato's monster dealing severe damage to the beast*
*Plato summoned his beast post attack without bulking and is aiming to ring out zerori with a surprise attack (Sorta)*
*Monster powerlevel: 1,212,959*

The monster fist swang hitting her but she blocked most of it that was when he knew, it was over. The look in her eyes, he knew the battle was coming to a close, a chill raced down his spine as kicked back to avoid a strike but none came. Only the voice and the eyes of a monster a true monster. He'd thrust his hand out pulling back his fist as she went to squeeze down if she grabbed the beast hand and crushed it with her power that was expelling he would be defeated easily. Fear raced through his body, for the time time in awhile, she was one of the three people that had given off this feeling in his body, being around an enivorment where everyone had died in the blink of the eye form the kashvarr fear was not one of his common emotions. Her aura felt so familiar to walker, he never thought he'd feel an aura on his sphere of power ever agian but he was wrong, he had felt the power while outside the ring when she fought xylo but in the ring the aura was monstrous. Before he knew it he felt his back press against one of the uprooted rocks with her standing feet away from him. Plato grabbed the hilt of his blade as he saw her raise her hand, he couldn't just let her attack, if he could not run he needed to attack. With no ki left, summoning his monster proved to be invalid option, And he could not back up anymore he was going to be defeated. He could try and leap out of the ring and avoid being knocked out, but he'd still lose, it was over defeat was on the horizon.


Plato opened his eyes his past flashing in his eyes, he had been at worse odds he had climbed harder challenges, he letting in a sigh, he had defeated the kashvarr, he had survived Walker, he had been forced to fight a whole array of foes in satan city and all results in defeats, but it had brought him to here another defeat could only mean growth, and when he returned he could have the strength carry himself to victory, a true victory. He had realized now what he had been doing wrong, he had been worried of defeat, but this was the perfect time to be defeated, he risked nothing with it, why try to avoid something with no consequences there was no reason. Plato drew his blade, " I take pride in my defeat, i held back nothing and i am proud to say that i will be defeated with your whole might to bear i have no reason to despair" He telepathically said to Zerori before barring headlong as she fired off the The black flames that Composed the Phoenix Flames. He slashed down at the flames trying to cut a path through the flames to reach Zerori of course that would have no effect as the sword itself was burned away as the flames inglufed him an ear piercing shriek echoing the arena "Ahhhhh!" The man screamed more beast then human as the armor over his right arm bursted into flames revealing the monstrous scales that covered his left arm and extended to his shoulder his body staggering past the flames for moments longer before collapsing to a Heep of melted metal, a beastly arm and a man who had nearly been burned to a crisp. The King Plato had lost.


*Plato had been defeated*
*Requesting some nice powerlevel enjoyed the thread alot hopefully we can thread agian sometime*