[Episode 221193] [Episode 221193]‘Life was total war.’ Seven who had taught humanity seven of it’s most noble traits, had done battle against the seven who had taught humanity seven of it’s most deprived marks of shames. They did battle nay they did war. Fanatical Glamors clashed bloodily with devoted Ideals as their respect generals clashed in combat that shook creation.
The war was not won in a day, or a century, the seven of vice endless consuming new victims to replace the ones they had lost to the noble seven and added to the noble seven’s ranks. Inch by broken inch the two sides had fought, some gods in favor in of one side, some staying neutral, and finally those whose single greatest delight would be see both sides to spiral off into oblivion that would leave humans but animals.
Finally after far too long and far too much the seven of vice had their empire bit away until nothing but their greatest city and greatest stronghold remained where those most seeped and ingrained in their essence remained, bunkering down for a conflict with the single intent of taking as many of those loyal to the noble seven with them into death as possible.
One particular god sick and tired of see the endless conflict the seven of vice had brought upon the world and many many other worlds, chose not to allow the war to go on any longer. A demand for surrender was made and refused. And as a final nail in the coffin, it was found the vice seven intended to in one last attempt to preserve themselves to form an alliance with some of the less savory neutral deities.
A finally insert into the city was made, desperate to find ANY in the city who had not become merely a shell of their former self now merely a contain for the spiritual essence of the vice seven with only enough traces of their true selves remaining to make a mockery of it all. The insert found none.
It was voted on, and decided. And the city of the vice seven was obliterated into dust, and the vice seven at last with it along with those who had been so warped and twisted by them that they could not comprehend themselves any other way.
Not the least bit happy about the cost of mortal life, but glade for the conflict to be finally over the noble seven began the long and weary task of repairing the damage the seven of vice themselves had inflicted on the spiritual health of countless species and the damage done by the removal of their infection in of itself.
But evil cheats.
Ranma Saotome of the Nerima Wrecking Crew walked into the shop. 'Why do I keep coming to these shops? Anything they have to for sale that fix my curse just gets destroyed when everyone else tackles me to cured first.' Still, Ranma Saotome never gave up and never surrendered.
"Hello, welcome to, er, well the shop." The very ordinary Japanese man behind the shop's counter said looking a bit non-confident.
"You okay?" Ranma asked raising an eyebrow slightly.
"I just bought this place last week when the last owner lost the shop."
"Lost it gambling?"
"Actually... there was this guy from America handing out free mini-bibles to everyone, and he gave one apparently to the shop owner and the girls who were in the shop at time said as soon as the shop owner had a bible shoved into his hands, the store owner exploded."
"Bomb laced bibles? Okay I'll admit that's a new one."
"Actually the mini-bible was perfectly okay, it was more like the owner just spontaneously combusted the moment he came in contact with it."
"The store owner wouldn't have happened to look like a guy in a bathrobe with glued on glitter stars would he?"
"No, not really. He had a goatee, glasses, and a really big smile."
"So how did you end up with the place?"
"Apparently he hadn't paid a bill for the place in forever, all he had was a book full of the names of his customers... which strangely emptied... so they sold off the place to pay the electric bill. I've always wanted to open a business! I don't know if I'll succeed or not but you gotta try right?"
"Okay... right.... gotcha." Ranma Saotome said scratching his head.
"Well, feel free to look around and find something you like."
"That's what I'm here for." Ranma said.
Ranma did look around for a bit, avoiding anything that looked even remotely female or feminine, 'Jerk magic item shop owners always trying to get me locked in my girl form,' Ranma thought.
He finally spot seven spherical objects in a container, then looked someplace else. They didn't look all that particularly interesting. Then he looked back at them. What was that word on one of them? Ranma tried to translation. 'Confidence? Strength? Vitality? Lion's kingdom?' Ranma saw a sign next to it saying, 'Buy One: Get Six Free!' Ranma shrugged, he could toss the other six to his dad and let him pawn then off.
Ranma took the seven small oval shaped objects to the counter. Turns out the original shop owner hadn't even had prices for his items, 'What a weirdo.' Ranma thought.
Walking outside after paying a mundane sum (but still more than his father would have paid for it), Ranma took the carton with him, opening it up and examining his buy.
Reaching in Ranma touched the one with the word that had caught his eye. The moment Ranma touched it the oval beige object disintegrated and Ranma felt like someone punched him in the gut. Ranma dropped the six other eggs but they remained undamaged (they could be run over by a tank and wouldn't leave a mark).
"Well, my my, I haven't tasted stuff like yours in a long while."
Ranma turned his head and saw a scaly, winged, tailed... thing. "What are you?!"
"I am as old as humanity, nay I am older than humanity, I am older than sentient thought! I have walked along side your entire line in one shape or another, and now at last I haven't come for you."
"...okay, so this is some ancient grudge right?" Ranma said drawing from past experiences. "So you wanna fight me for something my pops did right? Okay let's get this over with where you show off your fancy moves and then I kick your butt."
"By all means, proceed." The thing rushed at Ranma and slashed at him, but the heir to Anything-Goes easily dodged the attacks. "Come on! Is that all you've got?"
"Hardly, Mōko Takabisha!"
The thing stood there and took it, TOOK IT, took the Mako Takabisha! "Is that all?"
"I'm only getting started!"
Meanwhile, a couple of the birds on the power lines and a couple stray animals were wondering why the weird human was attacking thin air and ranting and raving to himself with a crazy look in his eyes.
Five minutes later, and lots and lots of craters, Ranma was breathing hard. Whatever this thing was, it had taken or avoided all of Ranma's attacks. And it just stood there grinning! 'Well! I'm gonna wipe that stupid grin right off it's face!!!'
"Give up child." The thing said, "You're not going to win, and you're about to lose -everything!-"
Ranma's pride prodded to the forefront forced him to his feet, and let him shout out to the world, "Ranma Saotome... DOESN'T LOSE!!!!!!!!"
And in that precise moment in the blink of an eye Ranma Saotome, utterly and completely ceased to exist. Deader than dead. Ranma's 'opponent' said nothing, since, after all, it had merely been a delusion implanted in his mind to begin with.
Hubris stretched the muscles of his new body, it's former occupant no longer existing on this or any other plane of reality. "Dang! That had the most easiest acquisition I've ever done! This only goes to show just who deserves to be in charge and no one else!"
Hubris looked in a nearby barrel of water and made a sound of disgust, "Blagh! Naked apes! Give me my scales and wings anyway!" He slammed a fist into the cold water disrupting the image. He stayed one hundred percent male. "Pst! I can't wait until I can get the others up and walking about! Then I customize this body into something a lot closer to perfect!"
Hubris noted the his hands (both the one that had punched the surface of the water and the one that had gone) had thin black scales on them and fingers ever so slightly lengthening into claws. "Already? Whao! I really picked a winner this time! This guy had so much of me in him I'm surprised he didn't just spontaneously turn into me!"
Hubris went through the memories of a person who no longer existed even as a spirit and went over people who would be logical hosts for his siblings to be made from their raw material. "Hmmm... some people named Kuno?... Pst! Worthless! They're too insane, and too STUPID to have truly accumulated enough essence of one of us to function as raw material..." Another look through his deader than dead host's memories however did show him some much more practical candidates. Grinning to himself Hubris took the six remaining eggs of his siblings and marched back to the Tendo dojo.
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