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Myria (Breath of Fire Series) |
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Myria has fought many a time in the hallowed fields of the DL, against many legendary foes...but is she ready to fight a popular and beautiful supermodel? Ellen Kirishima is not only the cream of the crop in celebriity and appearance, but she has fierce Personae that give her immense power and magic...all of which are meaningless to the bitter goddess child. With her fierce attacks and devastating magical skills of Holocaust, Mjollnir and Sanctuary, Myria will pave her way to another Godlike championship belt. And Ellen will never hear the words "Will you be my friend?" in the same way again |
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A graceful free spirit with a Persona of a saint, Ellen Kirishima faces the task of taking down one of Godlike's best. While this may look daunting for a schoolgirl, it's not impossible. Ellen's complete magical and status immunity shut down any hopes Myria has of winning with the form that enslaved Teepo. And all she has to do against Myria's first form, a hydra with a physical that shatters dragons, is hide behind Phyiwall. With that to render even the blows of gods as nothing, she can poke, slowly, and take down the former Godlike champion with a smile on her contented face. |
Sage Acrin "We all know why we're here." Yuri Hyuga said, knocking back a shot. "Myria." Chris Lightfellow said, from across the table. "Well, that, and it's the only bar that hasn't thrown you out yet, Yuri." Arc Eda Ricolne said, grinning. "Well, it's not my fault people keep picking drunken fights with me." "Unless you goad them." The Dragon Emperor, Fou-Lu, said, drinking some red wine. "Which I hast seen." "Hey, this is beside the point. The point is, Myria's on her way. Again. In a season where she probably won't be stopped.. I've gathered you here because I think I've got a way to do something about that." Yuri said, lounging back into his chair. "I certainly hope this is a way that won't get half us killed." Melfice said, glaring at Yuri. Ness, putting down his glass of milk, nodded along with Melfice. "It wouldn't be the first time, would it? It'd be worth it to put down that little brat of a goddess." Altima said, slamming a knife into the table. "It might even get some of us some actual respect. What's the plan?" "Oh, it's simple enough. Aside from Asgard, who is far too hung up on improving himself to be caught trying to rig a match, and Dario, who...I didn't even bother with, since he's too prissy, too weak, and too tied up in another match near the same time...besides those two, we're all here to see Myria go down. Since she's trashed us. Rather badly." "Hmmm. Speak for thyself, Yuri." Fou-Lu said. "...Anyways, a direct assault before the matck would work, probably...but a few of us would probably get burned. Literally. Not pleasant." Yuri said, downing another shot. "Are you planning something like what happened to Ghaleon and Piastol?" Chris said, glaring at Yuri. "...hell no. I can't imagine anything I'd rather see less than a monster with tentacles and Ellen in the same mud pit...hmmmm, wait...ow!" Said Yuri, glaring at Altima. "You didn't have to stab me. Anyhow, no, that's not the plan." "The fact is, each of us brings something unique to the table. Psionic abilities, sword skills, status magic, invunerability, magic negation, powerful magic and breath attacks, and myself, capable of turning into anything else we need. So, I figure, between us, we can make Myria sorry she ever heard of any of us..." Yuri said, grinning and ordering another round. *Two days later.* "So, Myria, you are here to fight me? Well, I'll take you on." Ellen said, brandishing her sword. "Sadly, you're in my way to becoming the goddess over all these mortals." Myria said calmly. "I would prefer not to fight you, but I must protect the Duelling League, for their own good. You understand this, and still seek a battle with me?" "Of course I do." Ellen said, smiling... *Six hours ago.* "Hmph. Well, it was for her own good. A pity I couldn't argue her into doing this the easy way." Melfice said, sheathing his sword. "Well, it was far less painful than what Myria would have done to her." He said, as he stared down at the unconcious form of Ellen Kirishima... *Six hours later...* Ellen, pulling out her sword, raised it over her head... *25 minutes ago.* "So, you can actually fool people into thinking I'm Ellen, Ness?" Arc said. Ness nodded. "When'd you learn th...right. Silent. Never mind." He said, to a grinning Ness. *25 minutes later.* "Hmmm. That must have been her physical blocking technique. Doesn't matter." Myria thought to herself, transforming into a massive beast, and swatting Ellen with an undamaging physical. "After all, it only works for one blow." Ellen, laughing, slashed at Myria, dealing a stinging blow to her. Myria, marginally annoyed, slammed at Ellen again...dealing no damage. "What? How?" Myria said, stunned. "This...mmm. I must have heard wrong about that move of yours, girl. Well, this will just take longer." She said, laughing... *5 minutes ago.* "Are you in position?" Yuri said into a small microphone. "Of course I am, you fool." Altima half-yelled, floating high above the judges box. "Thou hast been asking that of us once every minute. 'tis not like we are about to move now." Fou-Lu said, from his position beside Ness. "And it's not like my position even matters..." Chris said from her seat in the stands. "But the timing does." Yuri said, standing next to Fou-Lu. "And Ness isn't going to be able to keep up these little mind tricks, like keeping four of us invisible, or making the crowd thing Arc is Ellen. We all have to time this perfectly, or else people won't think Ellen ligitimately won this..." *Seven minutes later.* "Why...why won't you fall!" Myria shrieked, blasting Ellen with a Holocaust spell...again dealing no damage. "Ah, but now it's time for you to fall. Prepare for my ultimate attack, Nuclear Missile!" "...Nuc...what?" Myria said, totally baffled. The crowd was similarly confused... *Two days ago.* "So, not only does Ellen have a form from a game almost no one's played, she has a set of skills that no one but someone totally obsessed with her life would know about? Including some ultimate skill no one's seen?" Yuri said, incredulous. "Hehehe, so you're interested in the information, eh?" Hammer said, putting down some beer. "Well, it'll cost you. Say, my tab for the night..." *Two days later.* To the crowd, what happened was stunning. Rainbow lights illuminated the sky, then a massive blast of white and dark energy screamed out of the sky, smashing into Myria. Stunned, she slowly sank to the ground. Amazingly, Ellen had won. What had actually happened was moderately more prosaic.... "Now!" Yuri yelled out, changing into the Seraphic Radience and launching into For The Children. "Hmmm, this should be fun." Fou-Lu said, turning into his Tyrant form. "Well, at least I got to have some fun." Altima said, staring down at the various disabled judges. "...and...I was totally uneccisary." Chris said, sighing at the spectacle. "The only reason they even cared by the end there was to have me as a backup if Arc ran out of power. Oh, well, it was a bit dirty of a thing to be involved in, anyhow." --- "In the history of the Role-Playing Game Duelling League, many strange things have happened. Mud-wrestling, Serge beating Geshp, one of the worst Ninas having the best record, Shigeo worship as an option in a bonus match... The only thing that is for certain is that Yuri Hyuga is, indeed, the true hero of this tale. I was going to present this tale to the Judges Union shortly after the match, however, certain...threats, were made, such as burning at the stake. All my notes were taken, at that time. But I have uncovered the truth. Let me now revive Yuri's honor. Let his way of life, as well as the knowledge of my mad skillz, be carried on to the next generation..." ~Author of the Harmonixer Brave Story, Hammer the Supplier, 24 years after the match. Myria: 13 |
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