"Channel Destruction..."

Words that seemed to echo throughout the ages, but more particularly for one. Willow Tasune, the chosen of an Angel to ascend to become something far more than her current mortal form. A deity, a god in her own right. One dedicated to the balance of the universe, one dedicated to making room for creation, one destined for destruction.

Though, this was no easy task. Even with her own latent divinity, and the assistance of Darius, it seemed like being able to safely hone an ability such as this was something miles off from her. She could channel it, so to speak. But, the sheer level of chaotic energy, the sheer amount of destruction being pumped into her at that point caused an instability; Willow's psyche becoming more destructive the harder she tried to channel it, to the point where managing to control her own energy became a risk. And thus, an idea from a scientific side of her, or at least a spiritualistic side...

The thought of channeling destruction had simply eluded her. Why channel such a powerful source into herself directly before she could handle it, when she could simply channel it into something! An attack, to be precise. One born of raw destruction, if anything.

And so she stood, on some unknown planet she'd been left on by Darius; the risks of Laamlia ever-looming over her, as the demon seemed to just be looking for an excuse to pick a fight with just about anyone she could so evidently leech power from. This simply could not stand anymore! No longer would a woman destined to be a god be the underdog to a being she viewed as little more than an obstacle.

But, that wasn't the point in this experiment. It only seemed that by channeling her anger, could she truly channel her destruction, and in this moment her anger was directed towards Laamlia's actions upon the planet. And so, now was the time to channel.

Upon a barren cliff, overlooking the marred landscape ripped apart by some ancient volcanic eruption, she began what she could only describe as a ritual...

"Channel Destruction..."

Those words seemed to tear through the universe; resonating in her soul as that iconic royal purple hue took her eyes, the violet wave of energy she was renowned for soon taking over her form. As her energy spikes, as does her fury.

"No longer... The weakling... No longer... The underdog.. I... Am... A... GOD!"

Almost instinctively, she raises a hand upward, pointing a finger towards the air as a small spark of purple ki flutters, before growing to a tiny orb. It hovers for a moment, as the raging flames surrounding her grow more furious; finally pushing themselves upwards, and into the orb. Its size expanding massively, almost blotting out one of the suns above the planet from its sheer dark mass alone.

The young Neko grins, more an arrogant smirk than a grin, but it was as close as she was capable of getting to one in her current infuriated state. A pause, a beat, and a flick of a finger was all it takes; the massive orb of energy etching its way forward slightly, before hurling itself off towards the lava pools. Fire and fury raining down on the earth as the ball crushes its way through the planet's surface; her power fading off as her mighty attack does.

"Ah... I'd say that's pretty channeled, wouldn't you, Darius?" The tiny Neko turns, almost as if expecting an answer from her Angel...