Yeah i was pretty much bored out of my eye sockets, i do love the enticing combat of an RP battle. I'll take on anyone who steps up to fight me >_>; So yeah, waiting on the challenger to come =P.

Battle type: Power/Melee

Location: To be decided by challenger.

Rules:
1. no godmodding or power-playing
2. Yeah you pretty much understand the basics of RPing, only just one on one <_< here.

((My template is coming, i'm to lazy to put it up now xD))

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I shall challenge you, under one condition....

You allow my RP character to be posted without the abilities. =P

Also, I rather see your character first.

Sure S_V i've been working on my newest character, sorry if its been a bit of a wait, but here he is xD.

Name: Exile

Age: 17

Gender: Male

Appearance: In my sig just idk acutally look at it xD!

Race: Human

Personality: Emotionless

Title: Emotionless Exile

Weapons:

Shuriken: The basic ninja tool for starter level shinobi. Used in various situations taking in distance, time, speed and many other factors to guide its path. As deceptive a tool, its only as effective as the one who wields it.
<D Rank>

Kunai knives: The second most common shinobi tool. It can be used for distance attacks and close combat with an enemy. The kunai are used mainly as a combat and resource tool for wilderness based missions.
<C Rank>

Dual Katana swords: Much like the name entails, they are twin blades uses for hand to hand combat. Though Exile is normally a single blader he took up dual wielding as a chunin and began to grow accustomed to the style. He is pretty badass with this new skill.
<B Rank>

Sickle and Chain: A deadly twin sided weapon using a miny scythe and pole connected onto a chain. Perfect for distance, its signifies excellent utilization for distance for long range attacks. Spinning it rapidly, it increases the force of the attacks lashed out by the user. Though often times the chain is rather flimsy and at times can get tangled.
<A Rank>

Demon Wind Shuriken: An upgraded shuriken, it rides the wind and slices the air beneath it with even the greatest of ease. Using it for long range attacks, its forceful enought to take an opponent down in one blow pending if evasion isn't in their vocabluary.
<A Rank>


Taijutsu:
Corasuka shinen: A powerfull high speed taijutsu that enchances the bodies movement drastically. Though it is derived mostly on speed, the building momentum amplifies puches causing friction to be more dangerous than any normal type of attack
<S Rank>

Rinoka Gokayuu: A free style form of combat in which the its wielder incorporates rhythme into their movements. When a certain flow is derived, its excellent when dodging hand to hand combat attacks. Exile uses this style as a rarity though its mildly effective
<C Rank>

Koragusa Kunokai: This is more of a strong style of taijutsu, the stances are unflinching similar to that of the gentle fist style. Standing firmly and launching powerful offensive attacks, and impressively resilent defense. Exile uses this style to conserve chakra for when it is needed.
<B Rank>

Shanin Kinosai: A special whirlwind based attack that utilizes the bodies muscles and accelerates them to an intense speed. To use it to its fullest potential one must have an balance of incredible upper and lower body strength to push even farther than their natural limitations. Exiles uses this justu to counter a fall from the sky and use his momentum to propell himself forward with amazing speed, acceleration, momentum, and velocity. This taijutsu was of his own design fitting his original capoerica fighting style.
<S Rank>

Ninjutsu:

Bushido tan no Jutsu: Inititaiting various handsigns he stores chakra that travels through his hands into electricity. In doing so he had two hands at his disposal to use against his opponents. This jutsu was of his creation that alters that of the chidori dividing its power in two. Slamming both simultaneously could cause damage painfully bone shattering.
<S Rank>

Subsitution: Initiating various signs, the user is able to replace his body with an object or substained form of matter. With this they can suprise an enemy and mistake them for being obliterated. The most commonly used ninjutsu on all levels of skill.
<D Rank>

Sand guard: Carrying the gourd on his back given to him by Sano Sensei, he learned three types of sand jutsu. This one imparticular requires alot of chakra to perform effectively. Sand rises effectively quick to protect his body from damage for incoming attacks. The downside being the gourd is rather large, so his speed is limmited by not only that, but the weight of his robes and lightwieghts pushing his bodie's physical endurance.
<B Rank>

Kagarusa gokyuu no jutsu: Using the sand, Exile can replicate his form and create copies from the sand that can go on the offensive and utilive defense as well. Mainly used for stopping attacks.
<B Rank>

Kage bushin no jutsu: Shadow clone replication of himself expanding to a vast number of clones like him that are solid and the attacks are real. The clones are capable of reading minds of one another to formulate attack patternes.
<A Rank>

Florasuka Enishi no jutsu: A classic and explosive flame cast on opponent of incredible proportions that literally broil his opponents alive.
<A Rank>

Kageteh Geke son no jutsu: creates a sand sinkwhole with teh sand on his back and burries his opponent alive and soon they will be unable to breathe or move once submerged underground for a substantial period of time.
<B Rank>

Kairo Rasengan: Gathers chakra in one hand and builds up intense force. This attack is capable of incredibly destruction when locked in a hopless situation. Exile was taught this jutsu by the Sanin, Jiraiya.
<S Rank>

Dukagaru tan no jutsu: Encases opponents in a base of sand and cuts them off from oxygen. When they slowly run out, it fades from their body and builds builds up for its sister jutsu. Sakuga tan no jutsu.
<C Rank>

Sakuga tan no jutsu: As the sands fades from the first attack, it then grafts on to their feet and the remaining sand changes into spikes which pierce through the enemies body and blood pours their body showing signs of success. This is Exile's finishing jutsu to be used when he is already using sand.
<S Rank>

Coreal Rajiin: A chakra based techique that infuses the palms with chakra nearly visible. It is capable when coming in contact with a foes flesh, drain their chakra on contact. Exile utilizes this tatic in various combinations as a way to restore chakra.
<C Rank>


Dojutsu: The sharingan and all of its boasted glory has the ability to copy an opponents movement and jutsu. Overall to see through deception and mischief, it leads an opponent to think that a wielder of great skill is capable of predetermining the future just by reading their movements. To copy an enemy ninja's jutsu in an instant, makes this a fearful dojutsu to have. Exile mastered all the levels of possible sharingan one can posses and he formed Mangekyou sharingan by destroying his best friend in a clash of the ages. Emerging victorious he was able to access the most powerfull form of the sharingan eye.

Bio: As a young ninja in training, Exile graduated from the academy a relatively decent shinobi in training. He went on many dangerous missions with his squad members Ryoku and Marx. They had to do many things required before going on a C-Rank mission. It was all pretty pointless in the beginning, but they eventually pulled together. His sensei was Kurute and his friend Sano sensei also trained Rayex. On many a good mission he put his life on the line countless times all the while putting his life on the line.

They went on their first C-Rank mission and surely enough, the unexpected hit Exile. Turns out his father whom abandoned him when he was younger had become an assasin to kill the travelors they had to escort. Exile had to fight with a heavy heart know he had to destroy his father. He fought for his mother making his spirit twice as deadly, determined to find out what his father had done with her. He inevitably destroyed, his father whom was really testing his son and gettin on his case about him using his sharingan. He revealed that his mother died and passed the medicine she needed, that her son needed to live for a strange chakra irregularity.

Moving on from the past of his father and mothers death he was truely left alone. There was absolutely no possible person left to aid him so he thought. Sano sensei comforted him in his time of discontent and brought him to the light. Reflecting a little on his past himself, he made Exile smile and his head along with his goals became clear. He would find his own shinobi way, one that didn't involve death and destruction. To protect those whom he cared around him and never regret his choice. With that out of the way he began to prepare for the upcoming chunin exams in his villages as he was within the sand village at the time completing his mission. With that done, he and his squad headed back to the their home village to train for the upcoming exams to promote to chunin.

While home at the village he endured the most brutal training imagainable. Learning sand jutsu from scratch and how it came so close to depleting his chakra levels leaving him defenseless. Pushing his body beyond his limits he learned to to live with it all and became quite resilient in building up his own body's resilience. He had mastered the sand based jutsu that Sano Sensei had taught him or rather come within an extent of mastering it. He collapsed in the sand and fell asleep in the sand as his sensei watched proudly at the fact that he taught him it.

After training, of course they had to undergo the process of registering. Recommended by squad leader Kurute Sensei, he embarked on his opportunity to become a chunin. As his squad ventured to the vast halls of the buildings the ran Exile ran into new rivals and old. The master of taijutsu proved an annoyance as he was unstoppable with one on one taijutsu. Impressively enough there were others there that proved to be such intimidating threats to one another. Exile's team stood unflinching as they were about to begin the test with no prior causualties.

To Exile's disdain he had to take a writtne test as part one of the exams kicked off. The proctor was quite the hardass to tell the truth, using various mind games. He kept putting pressure of possibility of failing the test. To be stuck as a genin for the rest of his life would be rather unpleasant to tell the truth. All the while the test itself was putting a massive strain on top of that. He was almost tempted to cheat off the other genin, as much as he resisted he ended up doing it anyway. He stared at those with moving pencils and moved so his pecil strokes would match those of his. He smirked to see that the eagle eyed sentinels hadn't noticed that he cheated to succeed. Finishing the test and revealing the toughest question, they had a choice to leave or miss the question and remain a genin forever. Keeping his cool, Exile and his team stood unflinching and didnt move. With that established, he moved on to the second half of the test to become a chunin.

Having doing what was requested of him, Exile and his team set out to take the written exam, he struggled as he had no idea what to do for the answers and he was oblivious on the answers. He finally realized he had to cheat to win, using his sharingan, he immitated the strokes of the genious in front of him. He passed the first with his team, knowing slowly on the inside he was breaking away from them. On to the second exams was even easier than the first. He was dominating by taking enemy scrolls in combination with his teamates. They made it to the tower and engaged the third portion preliminaries nearly as fast as they entered. The matches went by pretty fast, Exile was rather disappointed that he didn't get an opponent worth fighting. He took him out in one move that was derived of sand.

One month later, the finals for exams came. Exile got matched with an opponent who could move at twice his speed. He smiled as the began to take up this high speed style of fighting. He began to fight almost as hard as his opponent and they came to a stalemate and in the end they both became chunin by a judges decision. He smirked as was moving up and breaking away from his team. Not long after his promotion in ranks, he began to isolate himself from the group and go off on his own.

Basic Information

First Name: Virat
Last Name: ???
A.K.A: The Elemental God
Race: Transcended Naglafarian infused with a mixture of Manalosian
Age: Unknown
Gender: Male.
Blood Type: Not having blood to begin with, he is instead having a special infusion of Ki and Chi running through his veins.
Hometown: Unknown.
Occupation: Escaped Specimen
Date of Birth: Unknown
Place of Birth: Unknown
Alignment: Works solely for his own gain. The needs of others are discarded.
Family: None.
Height: 6’1”
Weight: 180 Lbs. or 89 Kilos. Approx.
Skin Tone: Quartz with a hint of grey
Skin Condition: Perfect.
Hair Color: Holding a small whitish tint, it is abstract from the rest of civilization.
Hair Style: Spiked Back
Hair Length: Extending medium distance.
Eye Color: His eyes appear that of a blackened version of a regular eye. However, when viewed up close, it seems to ripple.
Vocal Tone: Clear, unsure voice.
Handed: Ambidextrous
Distinguishing Features: Eyes, hair, and militaristic tattoos.
Martial Status: Single.
Class: Elemental Shifter
Weapon Proficiencies (main): Unarmed, dual wielded long swords, and the Katana

Elemental Forms:

Name: Phoenix[/LEFT]
Type: Fire Elemental Form
Properties: Transforming the body into a fiery essence, it burns with immense heat. Anything that the body seems to touch becomes instantly immolated, or scorched. This exists through his unnatural “blood”, transforming the very essence of him. This makes the form incredibly immune to fire and physical attacks. The lava will probably melt the other weaponry rather than be hurt by it. When he wants to, he may change back to original form, or go to a different elemental form.
Description: Appearing much like his human form, it is really Virat as a lava mutant. The lava wraps around the old skin, but instead of just sitting on top, the lava actually melts his previous skin. It soon takes the place, and that is how he is able to control it.

Name: Thor
Type: Lightning Elemental Form
Properties: Much like its fire counterpart, Virat is able to transform into a lightning type of form. This soon makes it a long range creature, able to control the element of lightning. With volts generating as high as 50,000, he is soon considered a walking powerhouse. The surges that emit from him could electrify a very being. The physical attacks seem to be immune, and the lightning attacks seem to prove futile to any being.
Description: Again, the lightning takes the form of the human outline. His skin begins to emit shocks, then transform into a yellow stream of electrons. Soon enough, his body consist of pure electricity.

Name: Hades
Type: Shadow Elemental Form
Properties: Instead of being like its elements before it, the Hades form absorbs the darkness around him. Consisting of nothing more than the darkness and shadows, weapons pass through it while it slowly decays the weapons properties through shadow manipulation.
Description: The shadows soon turn into an amorphous blob that lies on the ground. However, when another being’s shadow touches it, it soon takes the form of that. Rising up from the ground, it appears as the enemy itself. However, instead of using the enemy’s attacks, Virat uses his own. Upon will, he can change back to regular form only before going to anything else.

Name: Leviathan
Type: Water Elemental Form
Properties: Much like the forms before it, the Water elemental form proves too advantageous. Transforming the body into water itself, it proves to slow down the enemy’s physical attack that goes into Virat. Counterbalancing with the watery offense abilities, Leviathan enables Virat to oppose many a foe.
Description: Like most of the forms before it, Virat enables the water to emerge from the porous glands. It soon takes over his whole body, much like the Phoenix form. Soon enough, the watery outline of Virat exists. Oxygen bubbles can be seen rising through the form.

Name: Apollo
Type: Wind Elemental Form
Properties: Used as the most frequent form, Virat enables the body to turn into the air itself. Upon doing so, magic and physical attacks are futile. Gaining the ability of floating on the ground, the footsteps are unheard and thus he has a chance of changing to another form instantly. This is a basis for a stealth kill.
Description: His genetic makeup once again changes to form air. Thus, his whole body turn to the air itself and the appearance is gone. His figure still remains, but once in air elemental form, it merges with the current environment. This makes him invisible, except for the clothing that exits on him.

Name: Gaia
Type: Earth Elemental Form
Properties: Turning his body into Earth itself, he gains the properties of solid stone. This makes his body be able to resist high wind environment, or rather shattering basic attacks. It may not prove advantageous over other styles, but it is more of a defensive one. Having no movement, the idle Virat waits until his will changes into another form.
Description: Once again, his structure turns his whole body into the earth itself. Looking like what he is touching, but having the inside be made of solid stone, it is a technique that is mainly used for hiding purposes.

Weaponry:

Name: Requiem
Type of Weapon: Katana
Properties: Immune to telekinesis, Requiem produces different properties. Once the hilt touches an element, Requiem's blade takes the form of the opposing element. So, say if it the hilt touches fire, it takes the form of water. Upon using this blade, Virat has two elements to be able to wield at once. If an enemy uses an opposing element, the blade can easily counter and absorb it.
Description: Made from the ancient Naglafarians, the blade is composed of the finest elements known to man. Having a 20 Inch Blade and a 10 Inch handle, it reaches 30 inches of striking distance. The blade is covered in ancient runes that give it its magical properties. The hilt is composed of a purplish silk fabric that entwines it down to the very end. At the tip of the hilt exist a pyramidal shape.
Location: The sheath, located horizontally across Virat’s back, offers easy withdrawal of Requiem with quick access from any position. Tilted at a 30 degree angle, the withdrawal of Requiem is much more efficient.

Armor

Name: Essence of Albion
Type: Chest Plate
Location: Stationed on Virat’s chest, the armor is a mere force that is driven
Properties: Unlike much armor that was created, the essence of Albion is a force that exists solely on Virat’s chest. It is invisible to the common eye, and thus he appears to have no armor at all. The armor is there, but rather as an essence of old armor. This armor also has another use. As many people conjugate and manipulate the elements, Virat’s armor also protects him from things such as that. It is as though an elemental wall has been stationed before Virat and the enemy. If the enemy does try to manipulate Virat’s elemental structure, they will surely be depressed at the unresponsive Virat.
Description: Created by the ancient Magi and infused to Virat’s unique bloodline, it is invisible. It exists as a fortified protection against regular attacks. It can’t be removed, so in turn, Virat is ultimately protected.

Name: Cape of the Vanguard
Type: Cloak
Location: Wrapping around Virat’s neck, it descends to the ground as a cape
Properties: The cape has no specific properties besides the fact it was formed by the armada from his birthright. It holds no true properties besides being made from finest fabrics. The cape is also unique in the essence that it can regenerate itself. So, once sliced through, the cape stiches and repairs itself. This is how when Virat changes forms, the cape is unmangled.
Description: Appearing as a white silk fabric, the cape of the Vanguard covers the bottom half of Virat’s face. As it wraps around his head, to descends into a cape like form tailing behind him.


-Note: This is incomplete, but I rather have you guess at a unique style of fighting. =D


-Area: A dead wind blew across the dreary field, bringing with it the scent of decay. Worn down from age, the dull gray headstones of the deceased stood monument to a suffering long past initiation, yet still enduring. Metal fences fifteen feet high on all four sides enclosed the entirety of the graveyard. Within the housing of the dead, a number of dying trees were all that remained to signify that anything at all was alive.

Staring into the vast reaches of a crumbling field of those in the next realm. Standing here to mourn the loss of one beloved to himself, Exile kneeled at the presence of the tombstone. The bleak and lustless graveyard would surely be his resting place, unable to return to home. Exile, even his name was a degenerate conveyance of uncertainty and a bitter past. It all seemed so sudden as he rose to his feet and gazing around his atmosphere. Death, desolation, and the ending of ones limitations having been pushed to the point of expiration. Seems they were fools that finally met their end at the cruel hands of fate.

"I have no fear nor interest in death...its just an pitiful excuse for inner pain...."

Whispering to himself his thoughts of his own self contempt he began to walk the field of the graveyard. His eyes were empty of signs of his humanity that vanished. Putting aside what made him weak was how he planned on living his life and no one no matter how godlike in strength was going tell him otherwise. To him that gourd he carried was the weight of his humanity that he had given up on. It was merely a reminder for him that he had tossed aside his past...or so he thought. He came to a stop as he stared up at the moon and how it illuminated the lifeless area. It in its entirety was shining down on him still showing hope for the young boy. He sighed and turned away from it, walking like an empty shell through the graveyard of puntured souls.

This world has no place for the likes of me...why do i exist...only to die like those in this field...

The barren fields of the dead, the place that people fear the most. A perfect place for a battle, one that could decide the fate of innocent men. It seemed that this cemetary was a fitting end to his life, one that he could not bare.

With each passing step, Virat came closer to the gates of the land of he dead. His hands clutched onto a necklace given to him by what he believed was his mother. Searching through the dosile ruins of the cemetary, the man that challanged him here caught his eye. No greater than himself, it seemed that he was searching for something as well. Maybe it was Death. Maybe it was an answer. Whatever it was, it seemed to be deep within his conscience. Reaching the gate at last, Virat lowered down his cape that circulated his neck. Motioning his lips, words began to flow out of his mouth, "So, you are the one that has challenged me. Whatever it may be, I rather not fight you. It comes to my conclusion that I rather not end your life here, but rather see you live. If you accept my offering, walk away with your life. If not, well, it's your funeral."

Raising the cape back around his mouth, he slowly moved his left hand onto the hilt of Requiem. The very which stood out in the distinct moonlight. Moving his left hand in front of him, he spread his legs into a very unique stance. The right which was positioned slightly in front of the left, giving him balance. His hair fluttered in the wind as he waited the decision of the strange man.


OOC: Sorry this is short. Hardly anything to work with. =/

Exile stared at this being with a lust for power so it seemed. He motioned slightly turning to view him as he wore a cloak of dark intention. The moonlight's glow projected a shadow across Exile's face. He would rather challenge his foe and fight untill their is nothing left of his being. Permanantly ridding the world of an outcast such as himself. "Truthfully, its with disdain that i fight. Never knowing what exactly to expect....I challenged you in hopes you could rid me of these thoughts of ignorance and possibley send me into the next world...indeed make this match the bed for my funeral..." Exile spoke boldly not looking back on his past or what he said. The moon was at high peak, it was midnight and the wind blew like a silent siren in the wake of which the two stood.

Exile was of course limitted with movement, he could only reach the average speed of a jog with all the weight he carried. In simple conveyance that he was a burden, he kept it in mind always. Lifting the sleaves on his arms, he removed the weights and dropped them. The created mildly impressive sized craters, vice-versa he did the same for the ones strapped to his legs and they were much heavier than the ones on his arms. All that was left was the gourd on his back that was most symbolic sin imaginable. He stood before this cloakded assailant and spoke, "I must ask you, but one thing before we start....what is your name?" said Exile awaiting a response.

"Experiment 537. They call me Virat. Well, if you wish to do this, then I guess there is not stopping you. May God have mercy on your soul," He said with a awesful sigh. It seemed that nowadays people would rather fight than secure their own lives. People like these choose to never look back, ones that don't think before they engage. Whatever the case may be, Virat was always there. People considered him a messenger of death in great peril, but to him it was a type of genocide. Trying to rid the world of people like his creators, his mission is never halted. When people ask for a challenge, he gives it to them. In a mild manner voice, his lips moved behind the silkened cloak, "Let's begin, shall we?"

His skin began to vanish piece by piece, turning into the air itself as he gripped his wondrous Requiem. Beginning at his chest, the vanish disease began to spread through his body. Creeping inch by inch, he soon turned into air itself if not for the cape and Requiem. His hand clasping the double bladed sword was the last remaining sight before his entire body faded. The remaining cloak soon started to turn a lustrous white color and then collapsed to the ground. His sword on the other hand began to take properties of a different element. Concealed within it's sheat, Requiem began to emit spikes petruding through. Taking the opposite form of earth properties, Requeim was completed as well. The sword soon began to encircle a gap in the invisible Virat. It was being controlled by the winds themselves, ones that circled Virat to conceal him. Yet, there was another trick to this treachery....

OOC: Short again. >.<

Exile watched has his opponent Virat became nearly visible in the darkness. He soon realized he would be fighting blind in his current state. His eyes began to trickle, shrinking inwards as though going blinded for a moment. His pupils enlarged with crimson colored eyes with black increments surrounding the pupils. His eyes began to spin and supress even further inward as though changing one step further. "Mangekyou sharingan, it allows me to see nearly all. Even the molecules of the invisible air you've compressed into." said Exile standing ever vigilant.

Coming to the realization, his chakra network was vastly dispersed in this wind form. Normal attacks of course would just fly right through his body as anyone with a trained eye could see. He knew, fighting the unyielding wind with its opposite...earth. Fortunate for him, he carried sand mixed with the strongest minerals on the planet even that of decaying bones. More or less was his other reason for his current location. The cork popped off his gourd and the sand poured into the air controlled by his very will. Nearly fourty percent of the sand contained within the gourd poured to his feet. This was more than enough to form into what he desired.

"Shall we begin?" said Exile looking with a lifeless glimmer in his eye. The sand began to spread and disperse like a wave covering the ground they stood on. His hands formed five unique signs, and he recited his ninjutsu in his head. Kagarusa Gokyuu no jutsu... As the sand was now covering a good quantity of the field, Replications of Exile began to emerged from the ground creating about ten in all. Three of his mediokre copies stood beside him leaving the others to engage Virat. "Dokage formation." said Exile faintly and the seven clones circled Virat splashing him with sand that they knew would ruffle the wind. Altering his make-up will trifle with his choice of form...or not.

"Foolish. To think you may have analyzed me in general, but to know what I am capable of? Bah. You make me sick," He said in a raspy echoing voice. In moments, the air filled virat began to out stretch his hands perindicular to his body. As the clones began to through sand at him, his eyes turned a bright shade of red in the air. As this happened, his a cyclone started to form at each of his hands, causing great speeds to fend of the sand filled attacks. Yet, he was not done. Virat soon pointed his hands directly above him and with a flare of energy, the cyclone erupted vertically. Using the forceof wind, Virat stationed the beacon of fierce winds and crushed made them collapse directly on his body.As the two cyclones hit, the partices of air began to shatter, tearing out the very atoms. In near moments, a massive dome of the shearing atoms began to erupt with Virat in the center, causing a massive crater that spread 1/4 of a mile around. As the air cleared out, Virat remained in the middle, the earth Requiem still circling him. Virat had iniated Soaring Winds, the wind formation's third best attack.

As the red eyes faded, a grim smirk could be seen left on Virat's face, given you could see it. In the same voice as the first, his mouth spoke.."A mere sample of power. Now, it is my turn."

Charging at full speed toward the strange death worshipper, Virat let out a burst of wind energy to accelerate him faster than normal. The grass could not even keep up as he ran. Upon reaching the man, Virat leaped up into the air and initiated one more move. His hands clapped together and the atoms smashed apart within seconds, creating a shattered atoms. Using the wind properties again, he immedietly cloaned himself much like his enemy. The funny thing was, he could do it in nearly any form. AS the invisible clones began to multiply, the did the same thing as Virat himself, creating the shattered atoms. Then, within moments, they soared the smashed atoms at the opponent, knowing that when it came within contact of the earth, it would create miniture nuclear explosions.

"Try this," His voice whispered.