Key: Hellstrider

Apping for: Legendary Saiyan

Example rp (Not his background):

A hand palmed into his chest, causing his form to fly backwards and slide acrossed the ashen ground below him, light bits of dust kicking up, bones being knocked around. Phase looked up, only to see a massive hand coming down upon him, shadow given form, a true demons gaze falling upon him, the shadow came, and it began toc onsume him....Phase felt like he had gone into his own mind, through his own eyes.

There stood Phase, clad in golden energy, gazing up into the infinite, at a being so much more massive then him, so incomprehensibly powerful, that even in his mind he clearly had no chance. But there they stood, between galaxies, between universes, the will of Phase, versus the will of this demon. It was clear which one was greater, but still, the song of destiny, the heart of a man unwilling to give up his wants, his dreams. Slowly, this man started moving forward.

At first, he walked amongst stars, amongst a veil of space dust echoing his mental landscape, his eyes burning with unyielding resiliance. With a valiant roar he rushed forward, straight towards the darkness, ready to give everything he had. But this being was far more powerful then him, far, far more powerful.

The space around him quaked in fear, as the sheer movement of this entity seemed to destabalize space and time, its fist almost appearing from nowhere and catching Phase in the gut. Causing him to fly upwards, his eyes going wide, blood or what he thought was blood coming from his maw. He couldn't comprehend how fast he was moving, galaxies themselves seemed to implode, explode, star dust flurried around this mental universe, from one blow...this creature had destabalized his will.

It wasn't done, its hand came down gripping upon the top of Phases head. He couldn't see it, when did it get there?! Its claws digging into his mind, sending him reeling in pain. In the real world, Phase had risen, stumbled back, trying to avoid the sirens call of the shadow, its tremendous power, rolling over him like thunder, like a storm acrossed hell itself.

Back in the mental landscape, Phase could feel his face being bashed through galaxy after galaxy, star dust shredded, stars bursting in a macabare dance of a thousand super novas. He could feel his conciousness fading, his desire to fight...waning, that will burning low. What was the point in fighting? He just wasn't powerful enough to compete with this guy....

Curious though, the worm still squirmed, stopping himself upon his mental landscape, atop a massive galaxy, he pushed against the claw of shadows, his words ringing forth from his mind, into reality....

"It began....long ago..."

Flames of gold began to radiate off of Phases mental form, pushing ever so slightly against the shadows allure as he set forth the ink of his soul upon the vellum of destiny.

"When darkness...through tis deceit, captured, the hearts of the sons and daughters of light."

His fingernails dragged acrossed the stardust, his eyes burning even brighter then before, Phases motions becoming more determined, filled with even more spirit as he managed to push himself up, even a mere few inches.

"We looked for light, but found only darkness...we searched for bright skies...but walked in gloom."

Cascading flames akin to an angel in his mental landscape roared off him as he began to grow in stature, fueled by his own soul, his own willpower, rising to a single knee upon this galactic battleground. He shook his head violently as he roared the words out.

"We fumbled like the blind along the walls! Feeling like people without eyes! We were destined to fall..."

The sheer force of this shadow weighting down upon him continued to wrench him downwards, but he fought against it with a might this mortal should not be able to contain. "Even in the brightest day, we stumbled as if it were dark. We looked for justice...but it never came, we searched for rescue, but it was far from us!"

Phases mindscape began to tremble, his form rising, growing, flowing with power as his words etched into the very heavens of his mind, echoing through time, through space as he rose almost to his feet.

"So he! Himself stepped in to save us! With his strong arm, and his justice to sustain him!"

His form practically exploded within the mindscape, rising in form, gripping onto the shadows arm and digging into it, letting out a roar and spinning it about, thousands of galaxies colliding with it as it bashed another fist into Phases face.

"He put on rightiousness as armor! Salvation his helmet! He clothed himself with a robe of vengeance, and wrapped himself in a cloak of divine passion! He slipped out of his royal garments, left eternity to enter time! Divinity to wrap himself in humanity!"

A massive shadowy fist collided with his skull, pushing him back, yet Phase wrenched against it, pushing it back with all his might, eyes burning gold as he pushed against this massive shadowy figure, their energies in his mindscape smashing against one another, golden flames versus blackest oozing darkness.
"The sea of glass for the ocean of seperation. He left peace and for the first time felt pain! Because the very hands that held the stars, were now sentenced to bare my scars. It was love! That purchased this warriors heart!"

Soon he was just as big as this shadowy entity, clashed in a death grip with it, both of them pushing with tremendous strength and will as both in the real world and in his mind Phase screamed out. "Its what the prophets spoke about, when they invisioned light, living in men once again! For this reason!"

He slams his fist against his chest in the real world.

"I AM LEGEND! PREDESTINED FOR GREATNESS! BUILT FOR THE FINAL HOUR! I WAS BORN FOR THSI!"

He pushed against the darkness in his mind, with such valiance and will, he was gaining ground, not losing it. Space and time seeming to warp around the mindscape, lashing out at this fake reality itself, tears in it appearing as his words rang to the heavens themselves "With weapons in hand, armor in place. I now march to the beat of a different drum. I will break through foul lines that have been drawn by discouragement and dispair! What more is left to be said?! Time has met its end! Its now or never, collision with me! Myself, and i!"

He pressed his face against the shadowy entities face, staring right into its own eyes as he spoke almost softly. "You see my mission today is clear, to wake the dead, to let freedoms song rage, im not abandoned, im not alone! This days warriors, arise, from yesterdays ash, for we are the army, discharging upon the land. Defeat! Is no longer an option! It is victory!"

His form smashed into this shadow god, pushing him through galaxy after galaxy within his mindscape, the collosal fists of this mans soul pummeling it into submission, echoes of space, strands of time, explosions of stardust and supernovas dancing acrossed the night skies, a battle of legend. Yet only within the mind of a boy.

Yet even still, as the dust settled in his mind, Phase stood there, seemingly unchanged, infact, even more determined then he was before, staring the shadow king himself down. Lightly smirking, his eyes, they were not natural, no man should posess such will. Yet there he was, standing there, his dream, still there, his mind, not broken.

There stood, Phase Aetherian Godspeed.