effects of lux

“Hmph,” He snorted again. “Fine. Send your greeting card, then.”

“I intended to,” I replied, smiling widely as I held out a hand.

Lux Aeterna (Active) LV1 EXP: 99.04% MP: 14400
A glimpse of the endless light that gives form to Creation. Channeled in its pure state, without passing through the spheres, it is a destructive power, obliterating all that stands in its path. A skill that is only possible for those able to touch the undivided form of Light, it is a devastating attack, able to destroy armies and slag mountains, though for an equally tremendous price.
High chance of consuming nearby sources of light and energy, as well as unprotected projections of Aura.
Damage increases with the amount of energy consumed.
Current Base Damage: 100000%.

In an instant, there was nothing left but darkness and light. My illusions of bent light were torn away and devoured, leaving the cloak of my erupting Aura to spring free for a brief moment before following it into the open maw of my attack. The stars flickered out and the moonlight vanished as the light faded, drawn into my hands by the elemental power I was directing—and I used that word intentionally, because saying I was in control of it would have been a massive exaggeration. In that moment, I felt like the sun was burning inside my chest, like lava was flowing through my veins instead of blood, and even with this much power I felt like I was skimming the surface.

I was a wonder, really, that I wasn’t consumed along with my illusions and lost in the drift.

For a second, the only thing visible atop a suddenly pitch-black sea was the rushing torrent of power I’d unleashed, piecing through the darkness like a spear. And then, when that moment ended, it was to the sight of mountains of rising steam above a roiling, screaming sea. The Grimm, even those far from my attack, had felt the light as it refracted through the water and it had seared the soulless creatures in a way that, bizarrely, wasn’t entirely physical. The Leviathan in particular let out a cry, a shriek that rose to the edge of normal audibility and then past it into the realm of enhanced hearing. Even so, it was loud, visceral in the sense that you could feel the noise, and it was filled with shock and terror and rage.

The Leviathan had a long wound all the way down its left side and seemed pretty pissed about it from the way it rose to the surface with its jaws open wide. It all but leapt from the water, several hundred meters of the creature reaching for the sky as it gave a glass-breaking shriek. I gestured and flung Adam away with a blast of psychic energy before flying at the creature, Shedding several skins as I went. I glanced towards its open mouth and sincerely thought about it, but decided against it—partially because the evil jellyfish stingers and what they said about its insides, partially because of how damn big the thing was, but mostly because it’s mean leaving Adam out here. Instead, I flipped up at the last moment and landed feet first on the tip of its nose, a sphere of bright white clasped tightly in either hand.
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Baring my teeth at it, I gather light in my hands, forming my power into a pair of spears—a Gungnir in either side, glowing brightly. I reared back and threw the spear I grasped in my right hand, tossing it straight into the monsters face.

The resulting explosion of light and force swept over me, blowing back the surrounding water even as it killed the nearest of the Grimm. The Leviathan gave another boiling scream and drew back, the scales on the tip of its nose blown away and those surrounding it smoking and cracked. Without a moment’s hesitation, I threw the other spear into its face, triggering another explosion that actually blew me back. Then, targeting it through the blast, I took aim at its weak point, braced myself, and fired.

For the second time, Lux Aeterna brightened and darkened the Sea of Monsters, leveling up in the process. When my vision returned, I saw that I’d caught the beat literally head-on this time, and much of its face had melted off. The upper part of its jaw streamed over the bottom, flowing in rivers down to the water below, and the melted hole stretched back up the ridge that should have served as its brow, burning a hole right into its braincase.

In response, the Leviathan hissed in outrage, partially liquefied face bubbling as it did. What would have been the brain of another creature was just more of the same red interior matter and unlike the lesser Grimm, the Leviathan didn’t seem willing to die just because its ‘head’ had been destroyed.