((No problem. My style of writing is a little brutal, esspecially with Stein and Mia, so if you see a way out such as you did, feel free to do it. I was planning on having Hiei duke it out with Mia in Stein's headquarters, and perhaps have him become the target of Mia's twisted obsession which is a mix of love and hate. However, this works as well.))
Stein shrugs, as his target seems to escape. It was no matter. His point had been made. Any being that could feel his aura and Hiei's aura would know that Hiei had been far more powerful than Stein could ever hope to be, capable of ripping apart planets. As such, they would not assume that he could be defeated just because of a difference in power that big. There was a reason he was called the God-Killer. "As you can see, to threaten me is to face death. The boy was a fire demon. He has no soul to reap. He will reform in the Abyss, most likely." It wasn't true, of course. At least, not of most demons. It varied from universe to universe. However, it was a common belief, created by beings unable to sense souls, and useful in this particular situation.
Mia carefully put back Shiva, her father's God-Killer weapon, which inflicted permanent wounds. He used it to kill people with the capability to regenerate. He'd cut into their brain, and remove their consciousness, or simply cut out their short-term memory. Remove their ability to feel happiness. Paralyze them permanently. It was an instrument of permanent afflictions. Of course, he had a variety of additional weapons he could use to destroy his enemies, an entire armory filled with arcane items harvested from the many worlds he'd visited. But Shiva and Stabby were his favorites. Besides, she was needed elsewhere, she thought, as she teleported away.
((Sorry, BRS's beam was lost in the fray of explosions, I can't have the Anti-God react to that separately.))
The Anti-God turned, as it's magical energy was drained. The creature it thought it had dealt with was not defeated, and instead seemed simply to have awakened truly. A wave of power emanated from this being, reminiscent of many other dark beings. However, far more powerful than it had been before. As a beam of energy was shot at the Anti-God, it's robotically enhanced brain performs rapid scans of it's power, calculating how to stop it. It's answer would be the the mechanical equivelant of 'oh shit'. As such, it rapidly teleported aside, as the Planet-Class beam of power surged through the space he'd just been in. Had that beam hit the planet, it would have had catastrophic consequences. The Anti-God was built to take down Continent-Class beings at best, relying on a high speed and strength and a little magic. It's victory chances against this new opponent were slim, and retreat seemed to be the most useful tactic.
However, the Anti-God wasn't the only one watching.
Mr. Fluffy grinned with it's many mouth, thousands of eyes twisting to watch the screens projecting Necrox. Capable of far more advanced scanning procedures, Fluffy had detected a core of magic far more powerful even than Planet-Class, a being to match a Universal God, such as Bob. Potentially, this creature could surpass even them, moving up to the level of Interdimensional Threat, together with Hope and the Lord of Nightmares, Galaxy-Class beings, billions of times more powerful than a Universal God, most of which are merely Star-Class. A perfect target.
As the Anti-God is teleported away, hundreds of massive generators appear, crashing down from the sky. The size of multiple houses, each generator emits a massive hum, like a nuclear reactor in full motion. Screams fill the air, as one can see dozens of screaming, skinless humanoids strapped to the generators, chained in place, kept alive only by Mia's dark magics. Toys, discarded to the Generators, screaming in mindless pain, long having been driven beyond hope, beyond reason, beyond respite. Creatures who relived their tortures mentally every second of their pathetic life, their pain chanelled into energy by the very machines that kept them alve. Wails of agony, a sight unmatched outside of the confines of Hell itself, those who had survived the torture, and not been made into Assistants.
A large, hovering ship floats above the scene, hundreds of tiny lasers carving runes into the ground, as the generators start distributing this power, the harvested strength of thousands of human souls, their pain turned into power. A massive net is set up, focused onto Necrox, as he feels his power draining away, as harsh laughter tears through the air, Mia walking through a portal, her eyes filled with glee at seeing her creation set to work. Five more Anti-Gods appear, each a unique creation, built from the bodies of beings that had failed to defeat Stein and Mia. Already, she could see just how beautiful the Assistant built from Necrox would be, a monster unique among her army, greater even than the Anti-Gods, a lord to rule beside her, her favorite toy forever.
"I'll make you so PRETTY!" Mia giggles, not even paying attention to the others who are gathered in the area, as she rushed over to Necrox, heedless of safety. Necrox's dark energy was drained away by the massive generators, and before he could get used to this sudden drop of power, she grabbed his head, pulling him down for a quick kiss, before headbutting him backwards. Her smile was devoid of mercy, her aura as black as Necrox's own, as her mere presence would cause nearby fools to feel in pain, the mistress of torture, unequaled in her ability to inflict pain upon others. "Do you want to play? I want to play with you so much. In pieces, I'll move you around. It doesn't matter if you break, I''ll just put you back together!"
Gaia gestures at the blade. Had he been capable of smiling, he would have. However, like his borther Blade, his physical body had long since been destroyed. "I have served under a madman for over a thousand years. It is moments such as this that keep me sane." He holds up a fingertip to the blade's edge. He had hesitated, but it seemed he would give this man a blade capable of matching his own most powerful attacks. As he touched the blade, a ripple went through it, and it seemed to shrink in in it's core, before disappearing. "Remember the blade's length. It's stil there, but too thin for human eyes to see. It's so thin, it could not be constructed by normal means. It cannot be broken, and it's weight is that of a feather. However, it is so sharp, that it could cut through sheets of armored steel as if it were butter. I believe they have dragons where you come from. This blade could slice through dragon scales as if they were nto even there." Gaia smiles, as he stands up, leaving Alexander with the monomolecular blade. He knew the warrior would make good use of it, and it would allow him to match the many dangers that stalked these woods. "I hope to see you again one day, friend. Use the sword wisely, and never stray from your ideals, your code. Live your life how you wish to live it, and never anything else." With this last piece of advise, Gaia walks away, seemingly sinking into the ground as he walked.
