Into a fine, great room; the five emperors and empresses walk in.
(Great > Grand)
They go and stay comfortably on their choices of seats.
Daniel: sits upon an armed chair, with his right leg above his left knee. At the center. Nearest to a wall.
Gin: lays upon with his left side, a fine sofa by Daniel's left.
Sheshin: sits upon the floor, back against the middle of Gin's sofa.
Shelin: walks around.
Okā: lays upon the floor, in the middle, face first.
"Gander is such a troll." - Okā.
"Why do you say so?" - Daniel.
She brings her face up and says while looking at Daniel...
"Are you interested in the rhyme? You know what I'm talking about."
She brings it down.
Daniel chuckles and asks while pointing his right hand at her and looking to his left...
"Who's this one, again?"
"Fuck you, Daniel." - Okā.
Everyone laughes.
Shelin sits with folded legs upon the floor by Daniel's mid-far right.
"Gander. He's just desperate." - Shelin.
"At least you get it. Unlike this dumbass." - Okā.
They laugh once again. Daniel joins in this time.
"He's so desperate to be King. King of what exactly? He goes around calling himself the 'King of Gander Nation'. That's the name of his company!" - Okā
They laugh even more.
"Gander Nation?" - Daniel.
Okā looks up at him again and says...
"I knew it wasn't my imagination."
"Shut up." Daniel says and they laugh again while the two stare at one another.
The flashback resumes...
Still at the edge of the Requiems' Island, Zenin and Young rock.
Detonations. Craters. Clashes. Dust eruption and spread. Endless wind gushes. Sky splits and darkening.
Zenin and Young clash fists endlessly.
As they go, the ground vibrates.
Zenin left grabs her right wrist and jumps. Right then, he sends his right foot towards her.
She bears an expression of shock on sight.
Nigga clashes it with her chest. The section with her upper stomach and sends her flying with only her shoulder and upper arm.
Blood floods out as this happens.
She now declares as Zenin lets of her arm...
"Again! This is like the 20th time!"
"Lmao, you're a careless one." - Zenin.
"My authority at this rate... Tsk!" She says in her heart with a grit and clashes into a high ground.
(Authority = Soul)
It collapses on her.
He approaches.
"That bell, you see... You will give it to me. Young! Did you hear me! I said: YOU WILL GIVE IT TO-" He demands and gets struck from the mouth in to the back of his head with a certain large blade.
The dust from the sudden collapse dies down and showcases Young panting with her restored right arm, raised up.
Right eye: closed.
In the Ministers' Island, Rotaway and Michael stand facing one another midst of the endless clash and explosion sounds.
"So?" - Michael.
"So what!" - Rotaway.
"You're no gee, motherfucker. Give me that bell." - Michael.
"Ordering me in the midst of a war, you're not my commander." - Rotaway.
"You chose to defile your mission. So I am your commander at this point." - Michael.
Rotaway chuckles and says...
"I love it when sons flatter themselves."
Michael holds a glare and forms a Khopesh in his right hand.
"Nani nani? What are you to do with that? Pick up my asshole?" - Rotaway.
"You have a good imagination." - Michael.
"Why not?" Rotaway asks and forms a black club in his right hand. Then takes a stance with it in both hands, positioned behind his head from the right.
"Come, son!" - Rotaway.
"I'm not your son, bitch." Michael says and appears before Rotaway in a forward flash.
Rotaway widens his sight in shock.
"Shit, he's fast." He says in his mind and calls out as he swings his club towards Michael...
"Home Run!"
His club collides with Michael and engulfs him with a blast.
He goes flying. Hits his back head and neck. Stomach. Forehead on the ground and finally, his back into a low land closest to water and a battlefield.
Ships fire at one another upon that water.
Michael comes to with a look up and leaves his mouth open in shock.
He quickly gets up with his left hand to the ground. Then surges up and forward as his opp passes from under and clashes deeper into the lower ground.
Multiple thin beams come at him from behind while he levitates through.
He notices and maneuvers them all: left and right with uncertainty.
He looks to his left and behind and sees a large one coming. He screams and evades with a spin to his right.
"Gimme a break!" He demands and Rotaway closes in at his left side.
He notices with a look to his left and goes in shock.
The beam hits the clouds and opens a hole in it.
Rotaway grins and lifts up his club in his right hand.
Michael gasps.
He goes for a strike down.
Michael spins and clashes his Khopesh in his right hand with it.
They hold for a bit, thunder bolts emit and sends them flying down with an explosion.
They go down towards two mini battlefields and clash into them.
The battlefields becomes chaotic and everyone goes flying.
Zenin and Young clash blades and Young cuts off the top of Zenin's with an upright slash.
Zenin exclaims as he looks at his sword in his left hand while Maki makes a down slash with her sword in both hands.
Zenin looks at her and flings his sword now in his right hand to his right. Then bangs her stomach with his fists. (Right, up. Left, down)
She exclaims and coughs out blood as she goes back. He grabs her face with his right hand, lifts her and slams her back head on the ground behind.
"Let's go on a trip, shall we?" He asks with a grin while levitating. He centers himself, releases force from his feet and shoots off.
Through the ground, he grinds her head.
He reaches the high ground befall him and clashes her with himself into it.
Then flings her off to his right from the dust.
She flies and enters the water.
He lands with an air-sit and walks towards the edge before the water.
Just before reaching it, she breaks out like a superhero. (Right fist to the sky)
He looks up with a smile.
She says to him while looking down with a smile...
"You miscalculate! Did you hope that I'd drown with such force!? Preposterous! I'm not a human!"
She says last and hangs.
"You misunderstand! I didn't hope for you to drown. Just to get a little water between your legs." - Zenin.
"You perv." Young utters with a grin.
"It's not new." - Zenin.
She flashes to her right, to her left and through to him.
He stands tall with his hands clenched by his sides.
She closes in.
"Now, Chaos!" He calls and a white dust surrounds them.
Inside of it, a man comes out below by Zenin's left, saying...
"Got you!"
Zenin quickly forms a spiked club in his right hand.
Together, they strike her.
The man: on her stomach with his Katana in both hands.
Zenin: on her right shoulder with his club.
Her shoulder bone shatters.
Blood gushes out her mouth while she grunts.
At the same time, blood pours from her stomach.
She grits and right grabs Chaos' face.
Immediately, the back of his head blows and he falls to his left.
"No! Chaos!" Zenin calls as he watches him land by his left.
He grits, tears fall down and he faces her as she falls towards the ground with her back.
He carries his club with both hands, over his head and strikes her head the moment she lands.
Michael stands far before Rotaway while panting. Watching him release raging aura.
Still in his right hand: the club.
Both men are battered. Clothes: tattered.
Michael's right eye is slashed. Dried blood stays below it.
"Spent, ain't ya!?" Rotaway asks and surges towards him with a long scream.
Michael crosses his arms before his face.
Rotaway closes in.
"Shi-ne! (Die!)" He commands and gets smashed into the ground by a leg drop from Urilia above.
Michael expresses shock on the sight of his Queen.
The dust dies down and showcases Rotaway all crushed. He makes a final grunt and dies.
"Urilia-sama." - Michael.
"What's popping?" She smiles and asks.
Bells land and roll.
They look. Urilia, to her right. Michael, to his left.
The bells hit a stone and halt.
She chuckles.
"Small but mighty." - Urilia.
"I am telling you." - Michael.
The bella disappear.
3 men approach from Michael's behind.
Michael becomes scared.
Urilia goes stern.
Michael turns back and gets crushed by spiritual pressure.
"Insect. I don't recall telling you face me." The one by Urilia's left says.
Urilia glares and the pressure comes undone.
Michael stands upright and staggers.
"Take a seat behind me, Michael." Urilia says and he passes her right, saying while panting hard...
"Right."
He sits down on the little high lands behind as Urilia holds her gaze to the right.
She centers them.
Before her, stands three men of status.
Haji Requiem
Age: 36
Head Commader (The Requiems)
(One by Urilia's left)
Haki Requiem
Age: 41
Head Commander (The Requiems)
(One at the center)
Jinichi Requiem
Age: 51
Head Commander (The Requiems)
(One by her right)
"Kotetsu Urilia. The Head of the Kotetsu House. Or should I say, the Queen of the Ministers? So rich, it's absurd." - Haki.
"Richest person alive." - Jinichi.
"She ain't richer than Lady Anarchy." - Haji.
Haki chuckles and asks...
"How can?"
She smiles.
Kotetsu Urilia. Head of the Kotetsu House. Queen of the Ministers. Networth: WORLD BANK.