Difference between revisions of "(KigaVerse) Lode Star: Origins"

Movizaris emerged from a flash of star light, high above the surface of Tamerith. He held his form at a hover, observing the systematic, reckless ruin of his home world. Everywhere he could see up to the curvature of the horizon was fraught with chaos, death and destruction. Alien beings in black armor cutting down everything in sight, raising structures to the ground for little more than what seemed like a show of force. Perhaps even an unrelenting desire to see this world reduced to a barren catacomb of a once prosperous civilization.

His body slowly became enveloped by a radiant glow of burning hot star light as his dark sockets began to shine like twin supergiants. At a speed equal to roughly twice that of light, Lode Star hurdled his body headlong toward the surface of Tamerith, flight path arching parallel to the ground as he gained quarter on the topography of New Tameroth. His presence was undeniable, and inescapable to the invaders, who he had anticipated to be ambushed by his arrival. The masses shifted their attention to the Living Star as he made contact with the surface like a meteor, a brilliant solar flare of star fire surging forth from the point of impact like a nuclear shockwave. Rather than cause blunt trauma or exert physical force upon its victims, the flare eviscerated their corporeal forms in an enveloping light.

The divine semi-sphere of shimmering, lethal glory dimmed into several flickers before fading away into a hanging silence in the wake of those claimed by the flare. At the center of the blast radius, Movizaris slowly rose from his left knee, fists clenched, chin dipped low. The obsidian cores of his sockets were concealed by a thin layer of vermillion flesh as the tip of his long, Grecian nose lifted high to pronounce his perfect posture. They opened slowly as yet another wave of these strange beings emerged around him as if teleporting into place rather than having to travel any sort of distance at all. A vaporous, ethereal mass of smoky black energy began to emanate and rise from their bodies.

The feverish exchanges would play out blow by blow at speeds faster than the naked eye could discern. Two alien beings propelled forth like twin torpedoes on matching paths set to clip Lode Star's head clean off his shoulders with the small, obsidian-like blade they held outward with tight grips and skilled wrists. Lode Star squared his hips in anticipation as he tucked both fists across his chest, elbows each pointing outward. He braced ever so slightly as the beings gained quarter, rotating his forearms on 90-degree angles, the trunks of both thumbs making contact with each of the being's wrists, just below the blades they brandished. Upon contact, he flared the angle of each forearm outward enough to redirect the path of their thrusts clear of his body entirely. At which point, his twin knife hands twisted forward, shifting into twin tiger claws, and at speeds perhaps too great for the mysterious, destructive beings, Movizaris threw his entire body into dual linear palm strikes. As each strike made ferocious contact with the facial armor of both alien beings, Movizaris propelled his body forward a short distance, making sure every bystander would see what sort of fate awaited each and every one of them. The slumped alien corpses flailed to an ungraceful stop on either of his rear flanks as he steady his body into a majestic hover, arms crossed sternly.