Yuuki, Jin and Kyoran

Chiyoda district. Cosplay event building.

Jin and Yuuki both had avoided being hurt by the bullets fired by Kyoran.
Kyoran's smirk would fade after seeing Yuuki dodging one of his bullets, and he'd let out a slight. "Ehh?!" When he'd see Jin deflect one of the bullets with his Excalibur whilst the second bullet slightly dented Jin's armor.

Seeing the whiteclad knight running forwards at high speed, the young military clad man was taken by surprise. Signs of stress beginning to spread across his face. There was no way for him to get out of the way by means of dodging, the reach of that weapon was too great. He neither had anything capable of resisting the impact of said weapon.

The bullets were not going to work on him. Not like that.

Kyoran gave a wide grin with his teeth tightly clenched together as if Jin had poked a nerve of his. With a blue-colored flash the military man seemed to poof out of thin air, the excalibur weapon slicing the area where Kyoran once stood.

The large building which seemed to hold the many cosplayers within it. Yuuki was getting closer to the entrance. That's when he heard the sound. A clinging sound. The sound of a small piece of metal falling unto the pavement in front of the large building. That's where the fourth bullet fired went. A flash of blue light was seen and suddenly Kyoran appears right in front of the building, standing at a lamp-post distance to Yuuki.

"Heh..heheh.. going somewhere? "

He would let out an amused giggle. But it would soon be silenced as a few of the leather belts that decorated the young man's military uniform by the torso fell off to the pavement and a visible cut could be seen at his shirt. With a bleeding wound at the side, as if he had been a hairs breath away from having been sliced up.

"Tch.. a quick one.." The young man's eyes narrowed as he mumbled, before assuming a more serious look on his face as he looked over to Yuuki and Jin, the latter whom was abit further away. He quickly moved his free hand to the wound to feel at it and then looking at his own blood for a moment as his left eye began to twitch slightly.

"You'll paaay dearly for this! How about some hide and seek?! It is a killer!" Kyoran grabbed hold of the pulled back hood on his camoflague colored cloak and pulled it over his head. Suddenly he would begin to seemingly fade away, with his wide grinned murderous smile being the last thing to fade out. But that's when both Yuuki and Jin see it. A blurred figure barely visible running into the building, leaving a faint trail of blood behind him as he does. Followed by hysterical laughter with a slight hint of panic. Like a trapped animal.

Inside the building there would appear to be alot of noise, cheering and playful laughter. Looks like the welcome ceremony just had begun.

La Glace, Marin and Ayana

Meguru district. Parking lot.

La Glace successfully managed to knock both the distracted policemen off their feet, falling to the ground and seemingly passing out from the impact. The big pink and black machine turned it's attention quickly to La Glace. "What are you doing? They are ju-" The voice from the machine stopped mid sentence as a helicopter arrived on the scene hovering above them.

"Surrender now and you will not be harmed! Cease any struggle at once-" A man was yelling in a megaphone from the helicopter. His own words were shortly afterwards cut off as the helicopter itself was hit by three beams of light. One beam cut off the back proppeller, another going through the entire thing hitting the pilot and the third one causing one of the blades of the big proppeller to fly off and be flung down towards the parked cars at the parking lot.

La Glace and Ayana both would then notice a man clad in a longcoat floating midair surrounded by some floating orbs of light. The helicopter itself was on it's way downwards towards the ground a slight bit away from the gathering. A voice would come from the the pink and black machine. A yell of grief. "Nooo!" As the head of the machine looked at where the helicopter were going. Towards it's inevitable doom.

The Tyrant

On route to Chiyoda district. Alleyway.

Rook had done the best he could to meld in with his surroundings, having put his belongings inside his cloak for easier travel.

While he had been changing he noticed that there were now five individuals at the end of the alleyway. Entering from the same way he did. One of the five who was wearing a hoodie pulled out a knife and pointed it out to Rook. "Hey! Turn 'round slowly... how about you give us your shit. Or we will beat you and take it anyways?"

Another amongst the five began to grin and chuckle. A third would play with his baseball racket in his hands. The remaining two grabbed hold of some iron pipes leaning against the walls of the alley.

"So what is it going to be punk?" The ringleader called out to Rook. What a situation he had gotten himself into.

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"Sir Anderson, this question is just to confirm my theory, so please do not be alarmed. Do you know about the invasion of the elves?"

"Invasion of the elves? That was during the old wars over a thousand years ago. Their kind be nay afoot any longer. Hunted down to extinction by the magicians whom feared them. Much akin to how they hunt our kind right now. Unlike the elves however. We will nay become a myth. A fairytale."

Immediately, the old man ceased his carefree demeanor and quickly removed the smile on his face. What Clara had said had hinted something important - the people in front of him were from entirely different worlds. Dezuel's voice reeked of military composure, and his outfit hinted that he had come from a world sporting a medieval civilization. Clara, on the other hand, seemed to be a innocent young girl that came from London, a place than Ben was more than familiar with. The other old man seemed as if he had no idea what was going on. He would ponder to himself for a while, and then speak:

"I've never seen a living elf in where I come from. Trust me, a traveler like me never lies. I've seen mystical monks and robotic soldiers, though."

He enunciated most of his words, and paired them with slight hand gestures.

"This just calls for proper deliberation. I've seen the cathedrals and museums of London, but I've never heard of the invasion of the elves or the so-called 'Awakened Ones'. If what I'm thinking is right, we must come from entirely different places. It's a big world, isn't it?."

@Hammerman
@Dezuel

@ChickenTeriyaki@Dezuel

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"...I see. I believe you are correct, Sir Anderson. We seem to have come from different worlds altogether. Our accounts of the ongoings in our worlds didn't match at all. Extraordinary, but not impossible, seeing how the elves in my world invaded from a different world as well."

Clara paused for a moment before continuing.

"I do not know whether the world we're currently now on is one of ours though. But judging by what the man in the black robe said, I believe this world is another world entirely. The world of the gods, as he said. So far though, everything looked quite mundane, not like the realm of the gods at all."

"How about this? I suggest we split up for a while to look around this new world. Then, we can return here once we get a clearer idea on our surroundings."

Benjamin, Clara and Dezuel

Shinagawa district. Shrine.

Benjamin and Clara's words did very little to reassure the man in the military uniform with his metal armoring slightly shiny from the rays of sunlight that would bounce against it.

"My world was nay the only one? I never would have imagined there were others." Dezuel said out loud as if he was thinking. He adjusted his military hat and tightened his fists and began to move towards the stairs. The old man which had been surprised of their presence had by this time made his way over to a nearby well with water. Probably trying to cope with the presence of the other three.

"We are splitting up? Nay what I had in mind. But it will have to do. In order to find out where these gods actually be dwelling right now. Best of luck to you two. I am certain we'd shall meet again."

Dezuel

Dezuel offered a faint smile with his eyes slightly narrowing to close for a moment as he gave a slight wave. Then opening them with a serious expression on his face.

Oh well, I'd suppose I'll continue on my own. As I've done so many times before. I would had prefered having that man guide me. But in another way, one ought to nay rely overly much on others. That just opens up for betrayals. We are likely nay the only ones here. The three of us. He thought to himself.

That shrouded one wants us to likely destroy this world all within it. If what that one stated is true. That this god has inflicted all that pain in my world. Then I believe I just cannot forgive that transgression. My people is screaming for vengeance on the magicians and those whose been supporting them. How could I possibly forget it? I won't be able to. As long as I'd live.

He would continue down a pair of stone stairs into an area which had plenty of wooden benches, and in the distance he saw tall buildings made of some unknown material. Tall and slightly reflective, he could also hear some sounds which did ring some bells to him. Machinations.

That's when he saw them. Cars.

Accursed creations. These gods seems to have favored the magicians... He gritted his teeth together and walked to the street and a car hit it's brakes and the driver yelled out of his window as he honked his horn.

"Move! You are in the way!"

Dezuel turned his head to the man in the car before raising his right hand with his fingers spread as if aiming towards the man inside of the car. His thoughts were interupted by a large screen on top of a bridge just above the road the cars were travelling on. It depicted Izzarain, himself and others from the world he came from. Not in the sense of a picture or drawing but moving over what some would call a screen.

"They've been watching everything? I-" He spoke out loud as he kept watching the screen. That's where he saw the name of the author.

Y.D.

Is that the name of the god of my world?
His thoughts were interupted by the angry man in the car, which had by now put on the warning lights on his car and gone up to him and yelling. Dressed in a fancy looking grey suit and carrying an expensive looking watch and equally fancy eyeglasses.

"What's your problem? Move! I have to get to work! Are you even-" Dezuel stepped up and reached out to grab the man around his neck, keeping a firm grip.

"Where can I find the one from the moving painting up there? The one called Y.D.?" He stared ice cold daggers into the now terrified man, whom had previously been furious and was now trying to co-operate.

"Y.D? It's the writer of the series. I don't know where he or she lives."

Dezuel dropped his hold of the man. "Then you are of nay further use to me. You may go your way."
The man hurried up on his feet and ran to his car and tried to switch driving field while Dezuel walked calmly across the street where further cars were honking their horns and braking on seeing him pass.

A nearby policeman saw this and came running. Blowing a whistle and yelling for the armored man to stop. The armored man turned his head to look at the approaching policeman.

"Are you out of your mind. You could be run over like that. It is also illegal not to mention dangerous to hold up people in the street." The policeman said as he looked over the oddly dressed blonde.

"It be nay the first time I've dealt with machinations like that. Now you may however answer my questions."

The policeman blinked and then got abit disgruntled. "Listen here. You have an attitude problem. You have to abide by the city laws and show respect to a officer of the law. I will write you a ticket which is expected to be paid for soon."

"Laws are made for a reason. Yet there is more than just one law. Lawman. Also I will nay pay you nothing."

"I am just doing my work. Pay and you can be on your- wait what is that? You have a weapon with you? You know that is illegal. I have to take you in now. Take off those gauntlets right now."

"Afraid I can nay do so. So either you'd step down, or I'll have to put you down."

The policeman leaned into his policeradio and relayed to his fellow officers that there was a problem in the Shinagawa district. "Make it easy for yourself and just come with me now." The policeman placed his hand on his pistol.

"Go with the flow and get out of the way." Dezuel said out loud before raising the palm of his armored hand towards the policeman. A whirlpool of water forming up in his hand in which he shortly afterwards flings straight for the policeman which draws his pistol.

The policeman is however hit by the spinning whirlpool and carried off further down the walkway straight into a stand selling fastfood. Crashing into it and causing a mess. A few civilians would have screamed out on seeing a policeman being carried away by water and by the armored man leaving the scene.

A dangerous place indeed.

Benjamin and Clara

Past all the various trees, wooden and stone pillars that decorated the shrine. You could both see something in the distance to the district to the west. Something flying and then suddenly beginning to fall down from the sky followed by abit of black smoke. Whatever be going on over there. You get a bad feeling about it.

 

The Tyrant Sword sighed, turning around slowly. Maybe anonymity was a mixed blessing. Regardless of how misguided their actions might be, such a threat should be dealt with.

The empty sheath landed on his cloak and the sword let out a low chuckling sound. The shorter sleeves of his shirt showed arms crisscrossed with scars. as narrow as it was, the blades length was still enough to lend it a threatening appearance.

"I think that I'll let you choose for yourselves. Drop all you have or I'll take a finger from each of you for any that resist."

The laughter grew in pitch and volume with every step. Armour wasn't needed for such thugs. An idle flick of his wrist tore a cut nearly a hands width deep into the wall to his side.

"You have until I come within reach to decide."

@Dezuel

Jin felt his sword connect for a brief moment before a blue light covered the man and disappeared. Inspecting at the blade he saw that he had managed to draw some blood, but not enough to cause more than a light wound. The problem relied on the fact that the psycho wasn't on the floor crawling in pain, but instead had managed to dissapear and with time not on Jin side it meant that the more time he took at searching Kyoran the less time he would have to finish him off before the overclock mode reached its time limit.

Looking at Yuuki to see what was he doing, Jin hit jackpot. Near the entrance to the cosplay event, there was Kyoran or at least someone resembling him, Jin couldn't make out with exactitude but the fact that it was his only clue and he quickly disappeared made him completely sure it was him.Since there was no blue flash this time it was probable that he had a way to become invisible and probably headed to the convention. Putting himself on starting position, Jin sprinted to where Yuuki was in no time. "My sight isn't very good so I won't be able to find him amidst all those people, I will need your help to be able to stop him before he causes more chaos than we can handle" @ERode@Dezuel

The Tyrant Sword

"You must be stupid if you think we wo-"

The five thugs stopped in their tracks on seeing Rook draw his sword. Some of them instinctively took a step back. Seeing Rook make a nice cut alongst the wall they've began to drop what they were holding.The leader was the last to drop his weapon, trying to gauge the situation and what just happened. The one with the baseball bat would quickly pull out his wallet and throw it on the ground.

The others would toss a look to him. As if he were mad. But then they've looked back at their situation and began to do the same.

"S-sorry! We will trouble you no further!" The leader called out with much nervousness in his voice. What were the man before him. There was laughter... his sword made a unnatrual cut along the wall. He moved forwards as if they were nothing but flies before a preying mantis.

After having dropped what they've had they've began to run, with two from the back beginning to make a run for it and with the rest shortly after. "W-wait!" The leader yelled after them and quickly began to run.

Rook however knew that if he wanted to catch them. It would happen.

Jin

It was as if Yuuki was spaced out. A sense of shock perhaps that the military man had so easily slipped past him and was now heading into the building. Time was of the essence. Jin still had speed on his side, and the madman he was chasing after had left blood in his wake.

He needed to act fast. There was a woman taking entry tickets just inside of the building and a larger looking man who likely was there for security reasons. The latter was rubbing his eyes as if he had been hallucinating before shaking his head quickly. Appearantly Kyoran had managed to sneak past them and was entering the main event area which held a stage.