Oblivion Form 2, Reality Sever Form 1/2

|Oblivion: Form 2|

|Oblivion Cannon|

FWHMM!

Intensely powerful black and purple energy gathered up inside of the giant visage's mouth. It swirled at high speeds, forcing the air around it to bend and shatter. Continuing where he left off, Ryota focused his venomous gaze on the core of Tatsuya's existence. "Or I kill you, right here, right now."

He gave his ultimatum. Now, it was time for Tatsuya to choose. To which his neutral expression cracked a little, but he couldn't let his true personality slip out here—not yet, not now. 'There are so many pretty women in our class. After all, we all attended a very prestigious academy on Earth,' he thought. 'As such, these types of women definitely like a man who is the cool type and also someone who acts indifferent to the world. The very moment I saw what sort of power I possessed, I knew exactly what I needed to become if I wished to build up a harem of my own!'

Tatsuya checked his system interface the exact instant that earlier transformation had concluded. In that same instant, he knew what he wanted to do with this newfound power. He would become the…

Harem King!

The world would be his oyster, and all the pearls within it would be the women that would ultimately be conquered by him!

For these reasons alone, he had to put on a good show. For the ladies, of course!

One aspired to create the grandest of harems in a world of magic and beauties, while the other thought of himself as God's Chosen One. In a way, their battle was destined to be.

After keeping his secret intentions buried deep inside himself, Tatsuya briefly glanced at the distant battling silhouette of the School President. 'Still as beautiful as always,' he thought melancholically. 'Although I could not garner your attention before, with this new status of mine, I will make you mine. No matter what it takes.' His eyes shifted back to the chunibyo and his S-Rank skill. 'First and foremost, though, I have some conceited trash to take care of.'

"You are strong, Ryota," he said calmly. "I will admit that much."

"However, if you think just that is enough to beat me, then you are more of a fool than I thought you to be."

Tatsuya stood with his head to the sky, his arms posed behind his back, and his sword-like brows knitted together. Several of the female Heroes whispered among themselves, talking about how handsome and cool he was, giving him the glorification that he yearned for. After relishing in their praise for a moment, he looked at Ryota, only to see that he had become as red as a tomato.

"You really think you are hot sh*t, Tatsuya!?" He thundered. "Very well!! Then we shall put your metal to the test!!!"

WHAZOOOOM!!

The Oblivion Cannon shot out at maximum power, cutting through the air with overwhelming might!

The Holy Priests were ready to make a move and interfere at any given moment. Just in case things went south, protection spells had also been placed on both of the S-Rank Heroes. Yet, more than fretting over their safety, they were amazed by the power of a mere Level 1 S-Rank Hero. Nodding his head in approval, Priest Rheon said, "This one may be a tad bit too prideful and lazy, but his skills are the real deal."

The others concurred with this statement. Then, they stood back with the other Heroes and watched the two-meter-thick Oblivion beam blitz through the air. In a mere moment, it was already right in front of Tatsuya. Yet, even that was not enough to break his relaxed facade. "All this attack serves to accomplish is wave my hair around," he uttered coldly. "If this is the best you got, then I'm sorry to disappoint."

SHING!

An unbelievably sharp arc of sword light shot out from Tatsuya as it cleanly severed the Oblivion Beam into two!

"Wha!?"

|Reality Sever: Form 1|

|Reality Separation Strike|

This S-Rank Skill was so powerful that even the space in between point A and point B was unable to withstand its power, causing everything in the middle to collapse. This included the Oblivion Beam, and it also included the distance that separated Tatsuya from Ryota.

Unable to do a single thing to prevent death from touching him, Ryota fell to his butt as fear crept up his face and his expression sank to the deepest pits of despair. Just as he accepted his fate, a busty woman glowing in gold appeared in front of him. Then, with a light hand wave, she dispersed the power of the Reality Severer, returning everything to the way it was. "That is enough battling for now," Thandria said in a non-negotiable tone. "But since you all seem so lively, why don't we level you up in an F-Rank Dungeon?" She smiled warmly, giving all the Heroes the chills.

"If you say it beautiful, young miss, then it is how it shall be," Tatsuya said flirtatiously. He had somehow already slimed his way over to the priestess and was taking full advantage of his newly acquired looks. Unfortunately for him, Thandria passed his flirting off as nothing more than the whims of a child. "You have a glib tongue, but don't let it get you into trouble," she said laughingly, yet also concealing a small warning.

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