The multiverse, a extremely large place. Infinitely large. Every universe one could think of, exists. Every choice, creating a million different universes. Heroes and Villains rise, and fall, every moment the stakes of worlds are being fought for, the hopes of millions are either being used to stop great monsters, or are shattered when heroes fall to the big bad......

But, for our heroes, a foe that seeks them all out has arisen. No one is safe from them, and they have a vendetta against everyone....How will you fair, will you live? Will you die.....Will you unlock powers unknown to even you? Find out, now, On Hell's Coffee Lounge Minus! Rise, of, D!

@Thewizardguy @Wraithblade6

The Dark one, a being of strange magical potential, a seal of omega, a being of ultimate distruction fled from his persuers, a host of people simply known as the Omegans...a group of powerful beings, seeking to unleash omega, and destroy a great threat. Normally, they would complete their goal, but at the cost of Omega destroying everything, leading to a new multiverse being formed...but not this time....

Somewhere far into the frozen wastes, a storm was brewing, and night was falling. The air was razorsharp cold, cutting into the soft, moist lining of the airways as one tried to breathe. The wind was beginning to pickup, and only eyes gifted with darkness-sight could see the undulating bellies of clouds gathering above. It was here that Mithias concentrated, holding his hands together in front of him as if holding an invisible sword.

His black hair waved freely about him, a lock blowing across his face without his care. At first there was nothing, and then a pale green light procured itself from his grasp. A green sword was summoned, pointing itself straight upward in a line between the vampire's eyes in front of his face. The blade hummed with the ability to cut dimensions. It was both there and not, lethal, and vanished, both within the same instant of reality.

Suddenly yellow eyes flashed open and the two vanished and reappeared high above where they had been. Unsupported in the sky, Mithias began falling immediately, as was natural, yet he held onto his weapon. Again he blinked out and reappeared, back to the height he had been only split seconds ago. Again he began to fall, and again he blinked back up.

"I am one with the blade..." He spoke only to hear himself as he concentrated. The wielder and the weapon were the same. The techniques of his predecessor were not lost to him. With his understanding deepening, He realized that dimensional travel was a cut into reality itself. His existence, and specifically his location, were facts made manifest by his will. Flight was not beyond him, it was merely one continual cut away, a state of attack, just another godlike technique.

Hovering now in the air, Mithias held onto his success. It would be easier a second time, then a third... He would return to being the unstoppable badass he had once been.

@kishin asura

In death city, it was just another day.....well, just another day with Black Star, and another familiar face, beating the living hell out of one another, trying to prove how's the better fighter...
"Fat chance buddy, I'm the best!" Tiny yells, striking Black Star with an upper cut to the gut, only for his arm to be grabbed, and him tossed into a ruined building with enough force to cause it to collapse in on itself.
"Ha, the only thing fat here is you. I'm Black Star, the world's greatest Assassin!" Blackstar retorts, only for Tiny to pick himself out of the rubble.
"Yea yea, more like World's loudest pipsqueak...." Tiny growls, leaping at Black Star, hands glowing. Black Star leans back, dodging the glowing fists, but not a foot, catching him under his chin, Tiny using this to stop himself, and send Black Star flying into a wall, him striking, and crashing though it.
"Hey, that almost hurt..." Black Star bellows from the building.

On the side lines, Maka, and the robotically modified Tsubaki sit, watching the fight, Tsubaki streaming the entire thing, managing bets on who's going to win.
"Man, a lot of people are betting on Black Star. I guess they know who's truly stronger." Tsubaki says, laughing a bit.
"Didn't Tiny win last time?" Maka says, having a flash back to that moment, zoning out.
"That was a fluke....." Tsubaki growls, in response.
"And the before?" Maka asks, raising an eyebrow.
"Don't press your luck, Maka, or your lack of any bust will be the least of your physical woes...." Tsubaki flatly says, getting annoyed. This, indeed, shuts Maka up.

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At the mall, in the city with a familiar bald hero, there was a massive sale, it being Black Friday. Baldy Punch Man would be, most likely, unless...stated otherwise, wading though the raving mad customers, picking out things to buy, until, he, and someone else reach for the same item, a fruit juicer, their hands clasping onto the box at the same time. The other hand, is covered in a black glove, the arm, a black sleeve, and the man, a black robe...with glowing red eyes.
"...That's mine...Baldy..." The man growls, waving his free hand in front of Saitama's face, trying...to do something that very much didn't work.

@supertinyking

"She has a point tsubaki." Asura chimes in "black star hasn't exactly been on a winning streak. But hey, you never know. Today might be the day."
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"I plan on buying that." Saitama responds evenly.

@kishin asura
"Hehehehe. Trust me, I've helped even the odds, by giving Black Star a bit of advice...." Tsubaki says, before Black Star goes rocketing out of the building, nailing Tiny square in the chest with a heavy strike, flat dead center. Tiny's eyes widen, and he stumbles back, holding his chest. "F-fuck...my...heart..." He starts, before he, rather hard, punches his chest, causing his heart to restart. He leans over, breathing very heavily. "Lucky...I......am as hardy as I am, otherwise that might of killed me..." He huffs out.
"I figured with how much weight he had on him, that his heart was weaker than mosts....so, a rather sudden, and deliberate strike, and he nearly goes into cardiac arrest..." Tsubaki chuckles, evilly.
"...Waiting for it..." Maka says, pulling out a book.
"Waiting for what?" Tsubaki growls.
"...Theta..." Maka says, waiting for the mutant to crop up, and attack, or at the least, taunt, either Tsubaki or Black Star.

@supertinyking

And yet after a while, nothing happens. "Huh." Asura says "you'd think-" he's Interrupted as a cloaked figure portals in "nevermind." He says "that may be her."

@Wraithblade6
"Hmph...good...but, not quite. Here...allow me to show you.." A familiar voice says, an old friend to Mithias...a VERY old friend. Bug, the immortal monster, stepped forwards, from a near by pile of snow. "Sorry, I wasn't sure what you were doing. So, practice, huh? Been a while since I actually had a moment to practice...." Bug says, summoning two Aono Centipedes, oddly blade shaped creatures, and he tosses one to Mithias.
"Here..let's get down to practice huh?" Bug asks, smiling a bit, his old sadism coming to bear, as he starts to spare with Mithias...or, he tries to. His sparing might seem more like open combat, his swings going to chop off fingers, and to cause many thin cuts. "Come on, you can do better than this..." He says, seeming annoyed with Mithias holding back, at all.
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@kishin asura
Black Star walks over, between Tsubaki and the mysterious figure. "...Hello there..." Black star says, cracking his knuckles. "So, who are you?" Black Star asks, tapping his foot. Tiny stumbles over, wheezing a bit.
"So....is..that the scariest gal this side of the multiverse?" He asks, in a tone suggesting a compliment, rather than an insult.

@supertinyking

"Why should I tell you?" The figure asks black star. Making it known she was female. Tiny could make out several small creatures approaching him.

@kishin asura
"Hmph. I'm the world's greatest, Black Star....You should be worried..." He says, cracking his knuckles.
Tiny leaps into the air, and keeps himself there, hovering, as he looks for the small creatures, expecting rats.
"Hey, what's that?" He asks, looking around.

@supertinyking

The figure giggles, and then starts laughing hysterically. Meanwhile, the rats leap onto tiny's chest and, like furry little defibrillators, send a small shock to his heart

@kishin asura
Black Star cracks his neck, and grins. "Go ahead.....Test me..." He says, cracking his neck.
Tiny clutches his chest, and wheezes, letting out a nearly sick gack noise. He stumbles backwards, striking his chest repeatedly, trying to get his heart to regulate. "D-damn it..." He growls, twitching heavily.

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The hooded figure clutches the box tightly, as if showing his strength off. ".....I'm going to buy this....." He says, before waving his hand, causing several other boxes fly at Saitama.

@supertinyking

The figure moves towards him at blinding speeds. The rats meanwhile seem to push on tiny's chest.
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saitama seems unfazed as they hit him. "...still buying it." He says

@kishin asura
Black Star moves to intercept her, fists glowing with a strange energy, not a soul wavelength, as he moves at blinding speeds as well, not one to be outdone.
Tiny feels a bit strange, to say the least., their pushing on his chest helping him to re-regulate his heart. "What...the hell?" He asks, wheezing heavily.
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"...Hmph." The hooded figure says, as he waves his hand, this time, throwing people from within the store at Saitama, aiming to either break him with them, or break them on him.

@Wraithblade6
"Hmph...good...but, not quite. Here...allow me to show you.." A familiar voice says, an old friend to Mithias...a VERY old friend. Bug, the immortal monster, stepped forwards, from a near by pile of snow. "Sorry, I wasn't sure what you were doing. So, practice, huh? Been a while since I actually had a moment to practice...." Bug says, summoning two Aono Centipedes, oddly blade shaped creatures, and he tosses one to Mithias.
"Here..let's get down to practice huh?" Bug asks, smiling a bit, his old sadism coming to bear, as he starts to spare with Mithias...or, he tries to. His sparing might seem more like open combat, his swings going to chop off fingers, and to cause many thin cuts. "Come on, you can do better than this..." He says, seeming annoyed with Mithias holding back, at all.
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Mithias descends from the air in a slow and dramatic fashion facing Bug. "Bug. I haven't seen you in forever. How did you find me? Oh well, never mind that. If you're here to practice, I'm pleased to hear it." He catches the centipede blade that Bug tosses to him, but little time did he have to study it before the sadistic Bug was ready to start.
Mithias backed up initially, setting Bug at the distance he wanted him to be and keeping him there. At first he fought with the centipede sword and his own katana-like sword, but after a few exchanges, he stopped. "Doesn't seem fair doesn't it?" And he unsummoned his own weapon in favor of Bug's blade.

The two chased each other and Mithias quickly realized that Bug wasn't pulling any punches. Yet, the vampire had no desire to actually draw his friend's blood. After beating away one of Bug's strikes, Mithias called out. "Hey! What the flaming hell Bug? Are you practicing or trying to kill me?!"

@supertinyking

"Gotcha." The girl says as she sends a punch straight into black star's chest. The rats clump together and almost seem to be fusing
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"Would you stop throwing people at me?" Saitama asks. Grabbing those thrown at him and setting them down gently

@kishin asura
He grins, as her hand sinks into his chest, as if he was a liquid.
"Well, it seems not quite.." He says, before elbowing the side of her head, aiming to stun her for a moment.
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The strange man continues to toss things at him. "Why the hell are you so calm?" He asks, confused.

@Wraithblade6
"Huh...Oh! Sorry. Well, normally..." Bug starts, before lopping off a hand with his own blade, only for it to regenerate. ".....I normally spar with people made of sturdier stuff. My bad friend..I'll go easy on ya..." Bug says, as he goes for a more..normal approuch to sparing, rather than seeking to lop off fingers, and trying to cut him, he goes for more tests of reflex, doing strikes with the flat of his blade, still hard enough to leave a nasty sting.
"As for how I found you, a friend of the family is..keeping tabs on most everyone, now adays....so, it's not hard for the Drac family to find you all." Bug says, chuckling, even though this may be alarming news.

Mithias thinks for a bit. He's not entirely alarmed by being stalked by the Corest family, since they were... usually allies. Teh recet fight between Drac and Bob did still put him off however. At least Bug was taking it well, or so it seemed.

In knightly fashion, Mithias warned his friend, "Alright. Have at you!" Then he attacked far more seriously than he had previously, going in with a strike to lop off Bug's head.