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Brahamastra

Dec 18th, 2018
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  2. Brahmastra (Active) LV1 EXP: 0.00% MP: Special.
  3. One of the legendary techniques wielded by the Astradhari, it was said to invoke the power of the Creator. Used as a skill, it can either empower an existing weapon or create one entirely from Aura—in either case, the effect is the same, drawing Light from the realms above to fuel a reaction. Empowered by the user’s Aura, the matter summoned is torn apart and reforged in a process that draws out the power hidden within and forges it into a mighty weapon. Said to be a weapon of utmost destruction, its power was such that it could annihilate cities and its use left fields barren of life. Power increases with WIS. The use of the Brahmastra per day as it draws deeply from the user’s soul, reaching through it to draw down the power of Creation.
  4. Damage: Special.
  5. Defense Penetration: Special.
  6. Range: Special.
  7. Automatically inflicts ‘Decay’ status effect on anyone who receives damage or who spends significant time in an area where the skill was used.
  8. The duration and effect of fallout depends on skill level.
  9. ‘Decay’ status effect may not be removed through mundane means.
  10. Number of uses per day: 1.
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  12. Power began to gather in my right hand even as my flesh was stripped away by Sahasrara. It vanished quickly, burning away from the surface of my arm and spreading outwards to the rest of my body until my soul was bared. As I changed, I felt my reserves of power swell, burgeoning with each passing moment. Trails of light began to emerge from each of my one million eyes, coiling around my limbs and up the length of my body until it reached my hand and began to take form.
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  14. It started as a jagged shape, baring more resemblance to crystal than the energy-forms of its predecessors, like a shard of stained glass. As more power gathered in it, other shapes began to appear around it, emerging from the air and fitting themselves to the edges as seamlessly as if they were the pieces of a puzzle. When it began, it was no but a few edges peeking out from the grip of my hand, but soon it began to take the shape of a polearm with a smooth and perfect surface. I counted the seconds and regulated the flow of power to the forming weapon to insure I wasn’t left defenseless if something attacked me, but even fueling it with my enormous well of power, I ended up counting as the seconds passed.
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  16. Brahmastra didn’t have a charge time, as such—or rather, it took however long was needed to gather the required amount of power, which I judged—based off the rate the weapon was forming at and taking into account the skills I had that reduced costs—to be somewhere in excess of ten million MP. Even more me, it was a number that took time to gather, even if I was able to regulate the flow; even though Quick Soul had grown greatly thanks to my almost constant use of it, it couldn’t make me draw in power any faster. All told, it took me nearly half a minute to fully form the attack, at which point I took a moment to look at it.
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  18. Despite the power that had gone into it, it was a simple looking weapon; a spear of solid white, static and physical. It didn’t seem to weigh about the same amount as a spear of its size and I could feel the power held within it—but it wasn’t enough. Even this was nothing more than the shell of the Brahmastra, woefully incomplete.
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  20. So I reached out to the only thing that could finish it, scanning the area one last time before closing my eyes. I felt the paths of power flowing through me and followed them from root to crown, touching upon my chakras one by one in the process. When at last I came to Sahasrara, I took a breath and touched it lightly before reaching through—and felt a response.
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  22. Power, the raw light of creation, flooded into me without any physical source, because I was drawing from beyond the physical. I reached out to the place above Sahasrara and higher than Keter, the light unshaped by the Sephirot. It burned through my Chakras—my soul—like fire from the sun, turning the thin trails streaming from my eyes into gushing, luminous rivers. This wasn’t MP, per se, wasn’t quite anything yet, but it filled the shell of the Brahmastra and made it something more.
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  24. Flesh began to form over my body as more and more power was drawn into the spear. It started at the furthest parts of my body and progressed quickly over the rest of my body until I was back to my human form—and the Brahmastra was glowing like nothing I’d ever see. It glowed from within like I’d trapped the sun inside, shining through the veil of crystal as if it wasn’t even there. It wasn’t hot, but the sheer amount of light could have blinded any normal person who looked at it, stripping away their sight in an instant. At the same time, I felt exhausted in some tiny part of me, the passing of the Light through my body and soul an experience that drained me on a level similar to Sahasrara but…deeper, somehow.
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  26. But I’d done it. I’d forged a weapon straight out of legend.
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  28. And without a moment’s hesitation, I reared back and threw it as far away from me as possible. I put all my strength, physical and mental, into the throw, sending the spear into a high enough arc that when it reached its zenith, it illuminated the world around us like the noonday sun—and when it fell, it dyed the sky with all the colors of the dawn. It touched down more than a few kilometers away from me.
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  30. It hardly seemed to make a difference.
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  32. What happened next was hard to separate as several things happened in quick succession. Something exploded in the distance and there were waves of energy all across the spectrum that were blinding even for me. I felt a flash of fire that beggared description, cloaked by massive clouds of dust and debris, and the heat of the explosion washed over me even as it burned the surrounding Lotus Eater trees to ash and charcoal. At almost the same time, there was a wave of force that shattered the ruined trees for kilometers around, crushing stone and tearing up earth, even as it seemed to make the world tremble and shake. My body, which weighed little more than anyone else my size, was caught in the blast and flung high and far with a power that clawed at my body and seared at my reinforced skin.
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  34. I caught myself someone high above it all, momentarily disoriented until I had a moment to shake it off. I blinked once and focused, turning my gaze to an area that had changed greatly between one moment and the next, stripped mercilessly bare by the power of the Brahmastra. Now that it wasn’t quite so bright, I could see it still, settling deep within the earth and air and water of the continent, poisoning it to the core. That same energy clung to me and I could feel it moving, trying to attack me from within until I touched my face and healed myself several times over.
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  36. But while its invisible effects were noteworthy, the visible ones were perhaps more impressive. As I looked through the clouds of smoke—so large that they seemed to collapse beneath their own weight—I just had to…marvel at what I’d done.
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  38. The crater I’d left was nearly fifty meters deep at its lowest point and the better part of a kilometer wide, to say nothing of the surround area, which had been burned shattered for kilometers in every direction.
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