[IC] A Hero Tale {Complete}

[Jensoman]

Jenso frowned as Yzeira's books were protected. He expected as much, but it was certainly worth a try. He frowned as he rose his hand towards her. "If it's true what you've said and resistance, like running away, is futile, why are you judging her for not having the look of fear or regret because of your approach, right now?" He questioned. "Can I ask you something? Why have you been destroying universes for ten thousand years? Prisma told me it was because of love...but I honestly don't know much about you personally." Jenso said, stopping his rush at his opponent. He began to coat his hands with Ki spearhands yet again.

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Yzeira turned around and narrowed his eyes. "That is because we are not friends." He said with a visible cringe of his nose, "No. You may not ask me anything. You are not here to ask me questions and expect any modicum of honesty in my answers, let alone any answers at all. You are here to benefit me- Offer up what little knowledge you hold in that minuscule little brain of yours, and then subsequently perish without so much as a loved one to remember your pitiful tale." He pinched the bridge of his nose in annoyance and turned his entire body to face Jenso. "I am not judging her as anything more than a human woman. But it is curious, her reaction. It brings to question so much about her past, and you. Why? She holds the same level of fortitude as you, and yet, she refuses to fight, not because she knows she'll lose, but for some other preordained reasoning that escapes me." His eyes wandered. "Ah, but you may have already answered my question, without meaning to." He turned his back to Jenso again, and stepped towards his mother, placing one hand gently on her chin. She remained calm.

"Perhaps it is love. So then, who are you biding your time for? Which person are you so desperate to see, one last time, before the end?" She inhaled deeply through her nose and took a step back, away from his hand, while tightening her fists desperately. "Where is your father," He turned his head back towards the woman's son curiously, "Jenso?"

[Jensoman]

"He may be dead or alive...there was too much going on at the time. Either way, even if I knew, if you think I'd tell you where he is, you can forget it." Jenso responded to Yzeira, swiping his left spearhand at the man's feet with a horizontal swing. He dashed towards Yzeira's right and readied his right spearhand to follow up with a rocket punch thrust, keeping a close eye on Yzeira's movements in response to his first attack. "I don't intend to give in to fear, and I doubt that my mother will, either." He added. Jenso's confident smile had dissapeared. It was clear that Yzeira was attempting to make him and his mother suffer, and he wasn't going to just stand there and let him do whatever he wanted. He made sure to be aware of the orb's positions.

[tex]

The first spearhead was deflected by Yzeira's external barrier, while the second was outright stopped in midair. He followed Jenso with his eyes carefully. "It's fine," He started, quietly putting the golden book in his left hand away, "I already know where Luke is." He turned away from Jenso and returned to where his desk once was, looking over the wreckage in disappointment. "I'm surprised he survived that explosion, honestly. I expected his body to be evaporated along with everyone else on that idiotic machine of yours. It's even more surprising that he's willing to climb the tower on his own, despite his injuries." He bent down and picked up a few shards of the desk, looking them over carefully. With a sigh, he dropped the burnt wood and began walking towards another desk nearby, one that looked far less ornate, and made of cheap wood. "I don't care if you're afraid of me, Jenso. By all rationale you should be, but it makes no difference to me." He grabbed the edge of the desk and began to pull it towards the center of the library, slowly but surely. "Hmph-" The desk didn't move quickly. "I've decided to offer him a nice little shortcut to my study. Your father, that is."

[Jensoman]

Jenso frowned as his attacks failed. Close ranged attacks seemed to have been his best chance as Yzeira actually took the effort to avoid his first spear thrust earlier, but it seemed like that wouldn't work either. He seemed both relieved and concerned when Yzeira mentioned that Luke was still alive, and was climbing the tower now. He walked over to Yzeira, simply glaring at him as he moved his desk. As he suspected, Yzeira didn't seem to excel at physical strength.

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Yzeira paused and turned his head towards Jenso slowly. He sighed. "A little help would be appreciated. Or, you could just sit there and gawk at me."

[Jensoman]

Jenso blinked. "Um, alright?" He muttered. Luke would be making his way to the top regardless, so he may as well help with the shortcut. He walked over to Yzeira and began helping him with the desk.

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Yzeira stopped, and the two of them placed the desk over the ashy remained of his previous workstation. He then began to pull several books out of his coat, far more than he should have been able to fit inside of it. Pocket dimensions at work, much like Jenso's bottomless bag. What else could he have in there? He lined the books up on the desk, along with some paper, and a few pens. "Thank you," Yzeira said quietly, pulling a chair over to the desk, and sitting down. "I'm glad you've come to your senses. This is much nicer than smashing your head against a brick wall, isn't it?" He motioned his hand towards a chair nearby listlessly, while beginning to scribble some notes down on the paper in front of him. "You may take a seat. Your mother may do the same, if she wishes. I don't care, either way. We're merely waiting for the end, at this point. So, if you wouldn't mind, I'd appreciate it if you answered with little incredulity." He paused and looked up at Jenso.

"That means without resisting, If you didn't know."

[Jensoman]

Jenso sighed, and sat down. He still had Bruce's instrument, but he needed to wait for the right moment to use it. If he was going to try it, he needed to make it count. For now, he decided to obey. "Fine...say what you want to say."

[tex]

Yzeira cleared his throat and stopped writing for a moment. Jenso's mother hugged herself and slowly made her way towards the table, but didn't approach the two men just yet. "With animals, it's typically advantageous to offer them a reward when they obey. That being said, I don't have much to offer. You were asking me something earlier, though?" He didn't take his eyes off the paper in front of him. Without regard for Jenso, he continued to scribble notes down.

[Jensoman]

Jenso couldn't help but grunt irritably when Yzeira referred to him as an animal. He sighed. "Destroying universes for ten thousand years...why?" He asked bluntly, looking over at his mother briefly before looking back at Yzeira.

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"You make it sound as if that's the only thing I do." Yzeira grunted and shook his head in annoyance. "Everyone is too obsessed with the prospect of life to put any value in my work. I bring destruction to universes only if they are deemed unworthy of life. If there is no world, no civilisation with magical advancement that proves to supersede my own research, then it has no reason to exist. I've also left universes in tact under special circumstances. Rajaka wished that his world be unharmed, for example, and I granted his request. In return, he joined the order." Yzeira stopped writing for a moment and lifted the paper in front of him up, stashing it inside his coat after a quick review. "I seek only to erase unnecessary mistakes, and bring a more uniform appeal to the multiverse, while further analysing the void, and all the possibilities within. The true nature of Ki, despite the mechanical behaviour and properties of the energy, is still unknown. The void does not truly consume, but I've no idea where it takes that which falls into its clutches. Humans like you exhibit mysterious growth- It all requires further study. I merely make sure that my studies go smoothly."

[Jensoman]

Yzeira's reasoning seemed a little more reasonable than Jenso had expected. Still, what he'd been doing was wrong. "But...what about evolution? Wouldn't it be better to keep universes alive, and check up on them from time to time to see if there's anything new to learn? Every universe may have their own unique process of learning new things after a good amount of time, which may still help you with your research in the long run." Jenso stated.

[tex]

"You vastly overestimate the potential of all life, and underestimate my ability to determine where evolution is inadequate," Yzeira groaned, "Such is typical of mortals who've only experienced one reality. This world is one that, under different circumstances, I might have explored for another-" Without a second thought, Luke fired his lightning rifle straight for Yzeira's head, only to have the bullet absorbed by the barrier between them. The man stood quietly in the doorway, his hulking frame expanding and contracting rapidly with each breath.

"Jenso! Elise!" Jenso's mother looked his way, but said nothing. Her expression was dull, struggling between relief and fear.

"There he is."

[Jensoman]

Jenso looked over at Luke. "Dad...I'm glad you survived." Jenso said in a relieved tone, as his bullet was stopped.

[tex]

Luke stood in place quietly, mouth half-open. "Why aren't you fighting?" He asked angrily. He looked at Elise and slowly began to make his way over to her. "Elise..."

"Fighting is pointless. We're having a nice chat. Join us," Yzeira said, motioning towards another chair. "Grab your father a chair, Jenso." He looked at Elise briefly and nodded. "You can go to him." She quickly moved towards Luke and grabbed him by the shoulders. He wrapped his arms around her reluctantly, looking at Jenso with an astounding confusion buried deep in his eyes. "Now," Yzeira started again, "I have a few questions for all of you."

[Jensoman]

Jenso sighed deeply, standing up as he grabbed Luke a chair. He couldn't believe that he was obeying Yzeira, but he had no choice right now. He had no way to damage him, besides with Bruce's instrument perhaps. But if he used that, he'd need to wait for the right moment. And, if he fought right now, it would put both Luke and his mother at risk. "Sorry, dad...I already did everything I could. I can't damage him." Jenso admitted, with a sad expression on his face. "At this point, we either obey or get killed."

[tex]

Luke's eyes widened, and he looked at Elise, who'd pulled away from him to look Jenso over. She'd witnessed him fight, but also knew what Yzeira was capable of. With sad eyes she turned back to Luke and nodded silently. He grabbed her by the jaw tightly with one of his huge hands and pulled her face close to his.

"Why aren't you saying anything??" He shouted. Her mouth widened. Luke paused, frozen for a moment, just before she punched him in the stomach, sending him stumbling back a few feet. "What the hell..."

"Mutilation is morbid and Jenso's unconditional surrender was unfortunate for you. Learn to live with it, for as long as you all have left. Now then, Jenso..."

[Jensoman]

"What?" Jenso barked quickly in response, waiting for whatever Yzeira had to say to him. He glared intently at him. Jenso still had plenty of fight left inside him, but he wouldn't be achieving anything right now. He remembered that Yzeira's power was linked to his children. If the others managed to injure or kill one of them, he may still be able to damage Yzeira.

[tex]

"Your perpetual growth is unheard of. In the short span of less than a year, you've gone from threat-less human muppet,
to a class 4 threat. Your Ki output at the maximum potential I've witnessed is well over anyone in the order, except for Rajaka, and even he took over 8000 years to end up as he is now. Tell me, have you ever experienced anything life changing in your youth? Your parents both exhibit a natural affinity for Ki, but neither of them carry your ability to grow without limits. Were you subject to any magical phenomena? Trauma? interrogation? Joy? Anything at all?"