The Bloody

Introductions
''In the World of the Living is where this battle takes place. Mushoku Kaigan one of the most powerful and famous Senjungami ever is walking by some rice fields.'' His heavenly reiatsu making flowers grow..... boring. Mushoku was about to fight maybe his strongest fighter yet. Mushoku sense another being's immense reiatsu. "Not a Shinigami's reiatsu, but this level is.." Mushoku starts to walk towards the source.

Grin...



A pulse of reiatsu came across the fields, the very earth shakened with every step of what seems to be a demon from hell. The clashing of the metal chains wrapped around the monster's arms can be heard all over the quiet place. "This place had seen better times.. " The grin from this demon's face is still obvious, for what better joy than to have a worthy opponent just a few meters away from him. This demon, also known as Margin Heart.. is looking for a fight.

Mushoku a man known for his neutral stance on nearly all views, isn't looking for a fight. However, he is curious to the unique properties of the Reiatsu he sensed. He comes to the source Margin. "Greeting I am Mushoku Kaigan, you have rather unique Reiatsu may I injure as to how a Togaito is not confined to Hell?"

"Margin Heart.. Not that you need to remember that.." Margin replied as he glanced over to the divine being right in front of his eyes. "Prisoners are kept in prisons that can imprison them.. they chose a wrong jail for me.." He tilted his head and continued to look at Mushoku with a maniacal stare. "You are not a shinigami.. are you? Oh, well.. You don't need to answer, the fact that I can sense overwhelming power enveloping your whole body means you are strong.. So how about a spar?" So quickly to judge, that's one trait one needs to get used with Margin. His whole body is tingling with the unstoppable urge to fight.

"Your right I am not a Shinigami. However, it serve no purpose to explain myself, but as you seem like the type that would track me down.... verywell." Mushoku opened his right palm and used the spell Zekkyō (絶叫, screaming ). " This unspoken spell's power is equal to Hado # 93." After Mushoku said 93 a purple colored wave of released near Margin.

As the dust and smoke cleared after the huge Maho spell was released, a shadowy figure was seen. A blue-colored glow came right into Margin's eyes as slowly did he came to be visualized as the tension decreased. "You are really not the one to hold back.." Before his sentence finish, Margin appeared in front of Mushoku with his right palm charging a concentrated orb of reiatsu that he released at point blank. Though not as destructive as Mushoku's Maho, the mere fact that it was fired in close-range should make the difference.

Mushoku had considered numerous powers to use and decided to use one that would work. While, the orb had hit Mushoku, a dust filled the air. This wasn't any dust, but dust made of Sekkiseki. "This is Hokorite (ほこりて, dust hand ) although I normally explain how it works. However, let me say this much this dust it's genuine Sekkiseki. While, weakend this dust still breakdowns Reiryoku and my kind's has spiritual properties allows our spiritual power to work on Sekkisek. That is why I can move." After Mushoku said that a large wave of dust surrounds Martin to destroy his spiritual body.

"I see.." Margin lost his grin as he stood still. As the dust neared, Margin smiled once again and released a monstrous amount of reiatsu. Wild burst of energy sprouted unpredictably around Margin which is somehow blocking the Sekkiseki dust. He extended his hand and caught a handful of the dust on his hand which bled. "I am going to warn you though... Nothing works on me... That is my curse, while you may hurt me the first time... while you may block my attack the first time.. it is not going to work again.." A glow of light appeared on his hand as a katana was summoned right on it. He gripped the hilt and swung to his left which caused a massive shockwave towards that direction. He pointed the tip of the blade at Mushoku right before he rushed towards him with such eagerness to cut him down. With a few inches away from the divine being, he pulled the sword up, charging his strength as swung down with enough force to slice a mountain in half clean.

Mushoku said one word. "Kotoamatsukami." However, nothing happend and was cut in haft which seemed to kill Mushoku.

"Your messing with me.." Margin lost his grin, replacing it a stern expression. "Someone your caliber wouldn't die from such attack.." He scratched his as he does not like thinking too much as he hates complex abilities. He sighed and lied his katana's blade over his shoulder. "So, are you forfeiting or something?"

Mushoku's body vanished. Moments later he is behind Margin, with Sekkiseki completely surround Margin. "Kotoamatsukami (別天津神; Literally meaning " Distinguished Heavenly Gods ") for the briefest of moments I can remove the wall in my mind that separates reality from fiction. Thus, tying together reality and fiction making what is real fake and what is fake real. I can create the event that your attack never happened even if it technically did. Thus, I wasn't harmed. I can create events in any time-line at any location. However, such a power does have restrictions I cannot create what I cannot mentality image into creation. This includes not be able to create the event that the restriction doesn't exist... yet. The smarter I get the more I can do. However, being an intelligent 3200+ old immortal makesme very dangerous with an omnipotent-like power." Mushoku then moved to crush Margin under all the Sekkiseki dust. "It for this reason I was named the Sōzōshin (創作の神様, God of Creation ) of the Saikōsōdaikami  (最高壮大神, supreme majestic god(s ))."

"Uhmm I didn't get most of what you said.. Something about you being a God? Whatever.."Margin stated. Proving what he just said a while ago, the Sekkiseki dust did nothing but leave small scrathes to him. This is a testament of Margin's power to adapt, his power to overcome anything he comes across. Once more, he released his reiatsu and drove all the dust away. Somewhere later in this fight, if Mushoku relies in this reality-warping power of his, sooner or later.... Margin will break through and destroy him if he is not careful. The chains began to unwrap from Margin's arms just before he threw them all towards Mushoku. At an alarming speed, the chains assaulted Mushoku from every direction, leaving no space for escape.

Mushoku didn't try to move, in fact he was motionless. The chain wrapped around his legs, torso, and arms. "This will not hold me." Suddenly a swirling vortex appeared from the palm of his right hand. The chains fell to the ground as they seemed to pass through Mushoku and in seconds Mushoku himself was absorbed into the vortex. No trace of his Reiatsu or presence remained. Suddenly another vortex appeared behind Margin and Mushoku came out of it. " Jikūtoraberu (じくうトラベル, space-time travel ), one the greatest transportation abilities ever created. I can find anyone anywhere. Now Margain, you say that you are cursed and that cause if I cannot win. However, you have to least thought of this.That is if I can use Kotomatsukami to reverse death, than what is stopping me from creating the event that you die right now?"

Margin had enough of this God Is Me kind of talk. "You remind me of that stupid friend of mine.. Mushoku.. So what you're saying is that you are basically a God who can do anything that he wishes.." Margin was surely not amused of Mushoku's way of speaking, this kind of arrogant attitude is what he hates the most. "Let me answer your question.. it is simply because you can't.. because I will not let you do so!" Miscalculation and underestimation usually ends with a brutal destruction. His rage was starting to get the better of him, and this is not a pleasant news.. atleast for Mushoku. Margin vanished from sight only to reappear behind Mushoku with the tip of his blade pointed at Mushoku's spine. The thick and dense reiatsu Margin was emitting surrounded both of the combatants. This caused the very earth to crumble around them, the very air unbreathable for being infused with Margin's demonic reiatsu. "Let us see you doing the same trick again.." He said, before having the blade move forward to pierce Mushoku's flesh.

Mushoku turned around to grab the blade. It cut his left hand's palm. However, after he let go of the blade all his blood on the blade seemed to disintegrates and all the demonic Reiatsu is purified of all it demonic properties. " Mushoku then starts to heal his hand, with a none-verbal healing spell. "Margin Heart, the reason the area is purified of all the demonic reiatsu you release is this. My kind possess the unique property to have a natural resistance to Hell's miasma. And as you are a Togaito, your Reiatsu leaves traces of the hellish properties of Hell in all in your attacks and surrounding Reiatsu. Yomi Gekitai (黄泉撃退, Underworld Repel ) is the spiritual property that allows me protection from this. In fact, if anyone one else were to fight you, your Reiatsu would turn them into a Togaito and would be dragged to Hell. But don't mistake anything I have said for boasting. I simply state facts, what you do with them is not for me to decide."

" Now, Bakuhatsu no Mahō (爆発の魔法, Explosion Magic )." After Mushoku said that several explosion happened within inches of Mushoku and Margin.

As the commotion settled, a demonic laugh thundered all over the land. Wounded and severly burned, Margin was surely not in his best shape yet seemlingly unfazed from Mushoku's display of power. He continued to laugh as the excitement rushed through his spine. "Now this is a fight!!" His reiatsu continued to overflow, overwhelming Mushoku's counter ability against it. He gazed upon Mushoku's eyes before lunging his right fist towards his foe's face. His palm glowed as it unleashed a cero-like blast to Mushoku. The unwordly energy spurting out of Margin made a hell out of the scenery. Margin summoned his chains from hell, making them surround the place. The more this fight continues, the stronger Margin gets.

Mushoku was hit by the Cero-like attack. He was blasted to the ground. However, it didn't kill him. Mushoku lost his left arm up to the elbow. At the same time, his natural resistance to Hell's properties repelled and purifed the demonic traits of the reiryoku blast that Margin used. Cough up blood.... "Impressive Margin Heart, that attack was truly a destructive attack. If I hadn't moved to the side of the blast, I might have lost all of my upper torso. However, this lack of an arm will not defeat someone of my echoleon of power." Suddenly he pulled a European-looking longsword from his haoir's pocket on his right by his hip. Mushoku made it so that his pockets contain a small dimension to store immense amounts of objects. "Now Margin Heart before you ask this is no Zanpakuto my kind doesn't use them. Now, you have seen my Kotoamatsukami..... however not like this. Kotomatsukami times ten Zekkyō (絶叫, screaming )." However, nothing happened... besides that his sword now is glowing with a purple light.

"Margin, I now have created the event that this sword contains ten Zekkyō (絶叫, screaming ) spells, which as we both are aware that are in the 90s range of Hado. I can release them on at the time or in any number I wish. I can fire them like blasts or can hit you with blade and deal force equal to their strength." After Mushoku said that he was above Margin Heart ready to behead him, with a slash that contain the force of that level number 93 spell inside.

Margin stood still as he waited for his opponent. His grip on his sword's hilt grew tighter as he returned Mushoku's attack with a powerful slash of his own. "That wouldn't work.." He stated, negating the explosive effect by countering through having his reiatsu flow through his blade and into Mushoku's. "I've seen it.. I've experienced it.. It may be enhanced but it is still the same power you used against me earlier.." Margin's chains wrapped into Mushoku's blade in which Margin pulled to close the distance between him and his enemy. "You better have more tricks up your sleeves.. Mushoku.." He shrugged Mushoku's blade off its track towards him and moved to his right, only to have his own blade on Mushoku's neck. Margin was starting to get bored, his body was all adjusted to this divine being's current power.

SLASH!

Margin's blade sliced through Mushoku's throat then eventually sliced his head from the neck clean. Blood dripped from the demon's sword, staining the ground with this crimson elixir that once resides inside Mushoku's body.

Blink....

From what seems to be the end, a single flash of moments was all it took to bring all to reality. Margin's blade was still at Mushoku's neck. His foe's head still intact, and was very much alive. Margin grinned maniacally.. It was a scene projected by Margin's reiatsu and its intent to murder the being infront of it.

"..... Are you finished with your attack Margin Heart?" Mushoku was none frighten by the monsterous murder intent of Margin's Reiatsu images. " You should have done to me what your Reiatsu shown me. You will not win if you only show me how you are going to defeat me." After Mushoku his powers started to purify again all the demonic traits of the last attack. After that, the area started to get darker. However, it was a darkness like no other, for it had no evil or goodness to it's feelings only despair. Next are severeal clocked floating beings surrounding Mushoku and Margin. " Yamigunjin (闇軍人, darkness soldier ), the soldiers are made of darkness itself and cannot be destroy by way of a normal sword. This is a form of my Yami no Mahō (闇の魔法, darkness magic ). It's not demonic or even evil magic, it creates and control the original darkness which is completely neutral." Now a thousand of these dark soldiers are moving in to kill Margin. The numerous dark soldiers seem to spread a darkness over the area. This darkness would even make of the most monsterous or demonic being be stunned in fear.



It would seem Mushoku had forgotten the blade placed right at his neck. Somehow feeling pity for the creature about to die at his hands, Margin did but a small non-fatal cut on Mushoku's neck. He sighed as his eyes gazed upon the creatures floating around him. "So what is this? Is this aan attempt to scare the shit out of me? So far its non working.." For something neutral, corruption is soon to happen. "I am disappointed Mushoku.. Is this the best that you can do?"

The spiritual properties again purified the cut made by Margin's blade. And after that Mushoku healed the small cut. "Margin you assume too much. You shouldn't over or underestimate me. I simply state facts about the current events." Mushoku had jumped back. In a moment several hundred of the ghost-like creatures appear to swirl around Margin. The appear to morph; into a swirl of darkness that made a sphere around Margin. "Now be consumed by darkness." The darkness had increased to elite-captain levels and was still rising with each new Yamigunjin that fused with the sphere. The darkness was so deep, that the devil himself would be brave to fight against it.

Margin was all but amused. His excitement had faded away, not a hint of joy can be seen fron his expression anymore. In one blink of an eye, he got his hand thrusted to one of those darkness soldiers Mushoku is so proud about. Margin's reiatsu surrounded the creature and flowed right through his arm, going straight into the creature. It took another second before an illuminating light sprung from the yamigunjin. Margin looked at Mushoku with such a sinister glare before reducing the creature into nothing.

"You can glare at me until the End of Creation and I will not be effected." Mushoku took the remaining 999 Yamigunjin and surrounded himself with them. Now a black aura surrounds Mushoku. "Normally, I don't use martial arts, however..." Before Mushoku finished that statement his fist was at Margin's face. It was if all the Yamigunjin increased his own natural strengths and speed.

Mushoku's fist connected to Margin's face, sending the latter flying a few meters away. Margin crushed down to the ground while having that look of irritation written all over his face. His nose bled in which he wiped with the tattered cloth on his right arm. "You still don't get it.."

"Get what Mr. Heart? That your power adapts to mine, overtime? Or that which each attack you grow stronger? No, these are things I knew before my first attack. However, you don't anything about me Togaito, as I don't anything about your life. You have lost many friends and if I am not mistaken a wife. What if I were to tell, I could return them to you." Mushoku took the collected darkness and made into a giant sphere. And throw it at Margin, as well as sending severeal Sekkiseki dust attacks at him.

Margin extended his right arm and caught the sphere of darkness right into his palm before having to redirect it to his left. Unlike before, Margin's reiatsu was calm and quiet. For a few seconds, Margin did not move one inch from where he stood. He clenched his fist as his reiatsu suddenly grew berserk. Its mere pressure created craters on the ground. Margin no longer spoke... Mushoku had simply crossed the line. The last person any one would want to anger is Margin. The corrupting reiatsu Margin emitted, merged with Mushoku's.. Like a super-virus, it started to corrupt Mushoku, starting from his divine spiritual properties. Margin slowly walked towards Mushoku with this eerie aura surrounding him. He broke in to the darkness enveloping Mushoku, dispersing it as if it was nothing but a mere nuisance. He then reached down onto Mushoku, slowly inching closer. The palm of Margin's hand stopped from moving, as if there was something blocking its way. It was the flow of reiatsu emerging from Mushoku, it was truthfully pure and unique at the same time. However...

Margin broke into the surge.. Like the devil himself breaking into heavenly doors with every intent to kill. A red cloth emerged from Margin's back which grew in length and size until it completely covered both combatants. Now inside the cloth, it was pitch dark.. This time, its the darkness coming from a sinister source. Like how any neutral object could be charged with negative energy, the evil slowly overcame everything. Inside the dome of darkness was Margin's reiatsu corrupting everything, even Mushoku would not be spared if he was to do nothing. Coming out from the tip of Margin's fingers came a light-emitting orb made of pure energy from Margin's reiatsu. The orb caused a vacuum-like effect, like a gravity ball absorbing object into it. Most attempts will be nulled as both fighters were completely isolated from the rest of the world. The heavy pressure Margin's reiatsu caused made it that even moving a single muscle very difficult. Time apparently slowed down as Margin released the power from the orb right before Mushoku's eyes. It exploded with so much impact and force that it almost ripped through space. With so much energy exploding in such a confined space, so much destruction in such a limited space, what would be left of Mushoku?

Mushoku had few moments before complete destruction. However, he was engulfed completely, but not before something was said. " Tenmon Ametsuchi Heki (天門天地劈, holy gate that separates earth from heaven ) and Kotomatsukami." After the orb disappered nothing of Mushoku remained. Margin Heart seemed like the victory, however that was a psuedo win for the Togaito. Mushoku appeared instantly infront of Margin with his blade at his chest. However, he was badly hurt and lost his left arm. "You are a rather destructive fellow. But, you do know I meant what I said, as the same power I just used saved me. You think Kotomatsukami is just some reality altering power. Well, in one way your correct; however it's more simple than that. Simply forcing your own will to change reality is a common art in magic."

"All I did was simply erase myself from this time-line for a moment. Not soon enough though, another second or two and I might have died. Though, enough of my power why won't you accept my offer? I cross no lines as I didn't do it without your consent of course and it's not like I am holding it over your head. I found something you lack and I can give it to you. While, I have no reason to give you anything, I also have no reason not to. Accept it or not, I place no judgement on you. So don't you get all self-righteous or high and mighty and judge me. I don't pass judgement, like the majority of other gods."

Margin clenched his teeth as he saw Mushoku still standing before him. "You are no GOD! Who do you think you are?!" Extremely agitated, Margin can no longer hold the anger quickly accumulating inside him. "You have no right.. to speak of my friends.. ESPECIALLY MY WIFE! I hate how you say everything as though there are things you can play with.. to recreate life as if its a mere toy! You! I hate men like you..There are far more things you need to understand! A lot of things you still need to comprehend.. so do not speak as though everything is within the grasp of your understanding.. So before everything else.. YOU NEED TO SHUT UP!!!"

Mushoku then walked back several steps away from Margin. "Now that I have, opened the my mental wall in my mind the Tenmon Ametsuchi Heki Kotoamatsukami is at it's power. While, my mental shield is closed I can only use a maxium of 25% of it's total power." After that, all the demonic traces of Margin's reiatsu have been completely purified from Mushoku's person he moves in to pierce the the man's heart.

Using but his bare-right hand, Margin moved in almost the exact way Mushoku did. Only having to move slightly to the left to avoid any fatal wound from Mushoku, Margin inched forward to stab Mushoku's chest and beyond it.

Mushoku had no left arm to block the attack.... or does he. Suddenly his arm and hand is restored and a small round mirror is in his palm. The blade hit the mirror only to be completely repelled. " Shinkagami (神鏡, " Divine Mirror ") this ancient mirror has to power to repel attacks that hold power equal or below Hado #90. Now Margin as I stated I don't pass jugdement. You seem to think I see myself as a god, this isn't true or false. My powers themselves are rather strong and divine-like. However, I don't proclaim to have any rights over other beings, but at the same time others have no rights over me. As to your question who I think I am. That is simple I am Mushoku Kaigan. Now that I have full use of Kotoamatsukami, I can use it more freely as to why I could restore my arm instantly."

Mushoku then still having nine powerful level 90 spells, in his sword launched one at Margin. With a blade holding such power and a mirror that can deflect even some of the strongest attacks, Mushoku has become stronger.

Margin didn't bother defending, he stood without a care. As the attack reached him, it caused an explosion upon impact. As dust and smoke rose, chains emerged. It all rushed towards Mushoku, moving in all angles possible to move in to. Just before any of the chains contact Mushoku, Margin appeared behind the man bloody and severly wounded with his right palm placed upon Mushoku's head. Margin's reiatsu slowly sipped into Mushoku's own to somehow prevent any last second escapes. Should Mushoku decide to use his reality-warping powers again, it would take more time as Margin's reiatsu started to corrupt this certain ability of Mushoku's. Being exposed to Margin's reiatsu brings upon negative effect. Several horrifying images may appear inside Mushoku's head. All in all, this sinister energy pulls anyone into a living nightmare.

Within a flash of a moment, Margin released a huge pitch black energy blast at the same palm he used to place upon Mushoku's head. Those caught in Margin's devastating attack was reduced into nothing, leaving only but a mere memory of its existance. Knowing that Mushoku is one tough opponent that this sort of tactic will surely be neglected, Margin roared as his whole being was enveloped by the same black energy that caused the explosion. His whole body shook as the energy kept of sprouting out, devouring anything in its path. Margin's reiatsu reached the very heavens in its wake, the very place completely demolished as not a single molecule would be left with this onslaught.

The earth was left with a gigantic crater on its surface. A view of Margin quietly crouching on the ashes that once used to be a beautiful scenery. He was exhausted but not any less dangerous. His right palm holding what seems to be an orb of black energy that was shaking non-stop. He looked around for Mushoku while keeping his stance.

Among the destruction was a bloody Mushoku. Somehow he was still alive, but how? " Shijun  ( しじゅん, absolute purity ), one of... my clan's mental powers.... it can... send anything with the barrier to... another dimension." Mushoku seemed too hurt to have a stable flow of his sentences. (Mushoku's thinking..... If I hadn't send the block of the attack into another dimension things would have been nasty.) Mushoku's spiritual properties once again purified any demonic traits of the reiatsu that Margin used. "Kotoamatsukami." Mushoku was somewhat healed again. "This is getting tiresome, Margin Heart as I suspected neither of use have the power to destroy each other....yet. It's like the eternal war between Heaven and Hell, and look what has happened to the Earth as a result."

"I do not care.. I'll kill you with both of my hands.. and I swear I'd do it.." Margin somehow knew that Mushoku would still be alive, thus explaining the fact that he held the concentrated power of the destruction he caused just now right at the palm of his hand. He disappeared from sight just as soon as he got over to Mushoku, in which he planned to directly assault the man with the full force of his current power.

" Not enough Margin Heart." The blade that contained the eight remaining level 93 spell broken, and all the force was released at once. However, Mushoku used Kotomatsukami to wrap Margin far from the immense release of Mushoku's spells. However, after the dust cleared Mushoku seemed to be healed even more.He some how used the Reiryoku of those spells to heal himself. "Now Margin, shall we continue?" However, Mushoku's eyes were tearing blood.

Margin was breathing heavily, he had already sustained so much damage that he wouldn't be able to perform just as good as he did so. However, saying that he had already lost this fight is still far from being true. The power inside him was enough to still fight head-on against Mushoku and his reiatsu was everything but depleted. He was soaked by his own blood, his head, his torse, his limbs... everything. Using his left arm, he wiped the blood obscurring his view, in which the latter was becoming more and more blurry. He took one deep breath and stood straight, recollecting himself as he pushed down on both of his fists which created a snapping sound. He spitted a drop of blood on to the ground before drawing his sword out of nowhere.

Again with his chains, he threw most of them towards Mushoku before launching himself towards the man. Now using both of his hands in this assault, he planned to completely crush Mushoku with a full-force downward swing aimed at Mushoku's head. However, Margin's blade simply phased through Mushoku as Margin himself disappeared from sight. Before any reaction could be made by Mushoku, the chains were already in front of him, all of which having Margin's reiatsu flowing inside each link. The reiatsu physically manifested as pointed tips at each end of the chains.

Swisshhhh...

Within a mere second, Margin reappeared behind Mushoku, his sword targetting Mushoku's heart. He jabbed with his blade at such speed surpassing that of sound.

Mushoku normally would have used Kotoamatsukami..... but this time a swirling vortex from Mushoku right hand seemed to have absorbed himself inside of the vortex. While he was being absorbed Margin and his attack seemed to go right through him. You see Mushoku used Jikūtoraberu (じくうトラベル, space-time travel ), and if he is completely still before and during the teleportation he is completely intangible. Now Mushoku and all traces of his him including Reiatsu is gone... Suddenly another vortex opened up in sky above Margin. Mushoku's voice was if it came from the most divine place in Heaven. "Now do you understand I am not a boastful being Mr. Heart, and I don't tell lies either. Will you just give up, unlike yourself I will only stop when your dead or when you tell me that your done fighting. In summation you cannot win, I don't think your wife and friends would want you to be erased from existence."

Margin was not the type to simply give-up. Until he got his hands on Mushoku's bloody leftovers, he will not stop. The best that Mushoku could do is to simply flee or atleast to falsify his death in front of Margin's eyes. Mushoku may have not noticed but Margin's power had been rapidly increasing over the course of this fight to such that it strains the very fabric of reality. It is one of Margin's defining traits, to break limits and do the impossible. Gathering most of his spiritual power into his right fist, Margin broke and tore the path bridging the distance between himself and Mushoku with a single devastating blow. Concetrating his reiatsu below his feet, he was able to walk on air and slowly walk towards Mushoku. His chains flowed out of him, each chain visible wrapped on his limbs. More and more chains sprouted out, surround the place with their existence. "Enough of your crap.. " The wind blew on Margin's hair, adding a dramtic effect with Margin's every step. His bangs hid his eyes for which only the lower part of his face could be seen. The tension in the atmosphere started to rise, more so than it did before. "You are going to die.. That's the reality you won't be able to change..."

"Saikōgan (最高眼, Supreme Eye )." Was the only thing Mushoku uttered, before his fist clashed with Margin's. The destructive force could destroy over six mountains. But how did Mushoku match Margin's power?.... He is used a form of Mahō that deals with his right eye. It seemed to enhanced his spiritual power to where Senjungami, Shinigami, Hollows, Humans etc are incapable of sensing his reiatsu, unless he voluntarily lowers his level and allows them to interfere. "Now Margin Heart, I will have to give you my respect. After all it's rare that I am forced into using one of my greatest powers. But you should give up, just using my Saikōgan enhanced my power to where you cannot sense my power. Another comparible example, two-dimensional beings are incapable of interfering with a three-dimensional one." After that any demonic traits from their fist clashing were instantly purified.

"A God.. against a human.. is that what you are saying?" Using his other hand, Margin held on to Mushoku's arm. "You really don't get it.." Margin's potential is limitless, as long as he is alive, there is nothing to stop the evolution of his powers. Now facing an impossible enemy, the power Margin holds rocketed upon his contact with this God. "I can see you.. I can touch you.. That's all I need.. TO END YOU!" His grip became tighter, as the chains of hell itself enveloped the whole sky. A battle against Heaven and Hell... Who is to win?

With a flick from his wrist, Margin demolished the very foundations of reality holding the place.

Mushoku then stabbed, with his sword right through his left arm that Margin was gripping. Mushoku shows completely no sign of pain, and now Margin cannot free himself with tearing apart his and Mushoku's arms."Destroy the surrounding reality, my power isn't altering but creating reality. However, this will be more more logical Kotoamatsukami. Suddenly, all the chains of Hell were impowered with Mushoku's own heavenly reiryoku and started to grow hooks at the end of them. And they are going for Margin. "These Hell chains have been strength with my power, now not only do they have my species spiritual properties they will only seek out Togaito. Inshort, I took control over them and now if they connect to use, they will drag you to Hell further than where any Devil has been. The chains are moving in.

"Its over.." Margin spoke, silently grinning once more as he looked straight at Mushoku's eyes. Whether this is a sign of his insanity or he was just too confident is yet to be known. As both of the fighters were connected to each other, Margin decided to use this as an advantage. He grabbed one chain as the others wrapped on to his limbs. His reiatsu's influence taking effect the moment the chains made contact, quickly corrupting Mushoku's control. With a simple flick, Margin whipped the chain he took and wrapped himself along with Mushoku.

Then suddenly...

A certain stench scattered all over the air, the smell of wickedness rose as the very gates of Hell itself emerged out of nowhere. The shadow of a giant figure was seen as the gates were opened by the two skeleton that emerged with it. The Guardian of Hell.. A supreme being keeping prisoners of hell stay at the place they were suppose to be at. The giant pulled the chains along with Margin.

"Its Margin!" Several Togabitos screams as they sensed the coming back of the breaker of hell. The demon among demons, Margin made quite a name on his stay in hell.

All of hell's residents at the first level scattered, not wanting to be anywhere near the famed beast of Hell.

"Mushoku.. I welcome you.. To my kingdom.." One might notice the stench of the atmosphere to be very similar to Margin's reiatsu. All the patrolling Kushanadas stopped at their tracks, having seen the Togabito that demolished one of their own. They dared not to do anything... Certainly knowing the difference of Margin's power to their own.

If Mushoku knows what is good for him.. He'll do everything of his ability to flee as this is Margin's territory. To fight a demon was suicide itself at the very beginning. Margin opened his mouth, still wrapped with the chains along with Mushoku, he planned to destroy Mushoku's head at point-blank range. Reiatsu gathered as Margin dispersed a powerful blast from his mouth, launching it before having to connect the grounds of hell.

The Kushanadas starting moving again, and Mushoku uses his Terekineshisu (テレキネシス, telekinesis ) to move the Shinkagami in front of Mushoku's face. "Go ahead if you remember this mirror can block attacks of such power Margin. But look at the Kushanadas, they see it too. They would rather help a pagan immortal than see you the victor in Hell. So you might be powerful, but can you handle all of Hell's Will?"

Margin didn't stop his attack, rather he asserted more force in the energy blast he launched. Yes, he have already seen the Shinkagami in action.. That knowledge should infact be Margin's advantage. The chain wrapping them suddenly got lose, allowing Margin to move away from the divine being dragged in hell with him. Margin continued to release more power, with that much energy released, even that much of a defense would crumble.

'' "But look at the Kushanadas, they see it too. They would rather help a pagan immortal than see you the victor in Hell. So you might be powerful, but can you handle all of Hell's Will?" ''

Margin found this remarks quite humorous as he continued giving more power with ever second passing by, planning to completely obliterate Mushoku.

".....Lost and destructive nature as found no where else. The white horse that carries the king in black armor. Cold seasons of stinging pain. The well of endless water. Hands that transend the limit of the sky.... As Mushoku said the words a purple, black and blue sphere seemed to appear above them. " Mr. Heart, I have only said the incantation as a precursor to give you time, make no mistake I don't need the incantations to any of my spells. This spell creates a nothingness so vast and endless that if I were to say the other 3/4 of the spell it would devour all of Hell. It cannot be corrupedt, nor can it be stopped at that point. All the power of the Shinigami, Senjungami, Hollows in the world cannot fill 1% of it once it grows to such a level. It can devour Heaven, Earth, and Hell. It's a forbidden spell that normally takes 4 masters to cast, but I alone can. So give up or be reduce to not existing." The void starts to absorb some of the Kushanadas.

It would seem that Mushoku had completely forgotten the every growing energy-blast that Margin continued to empower that went at him. As Mushoku's only form of defense was that small mirror that deflected parts of Margin's power, surely the blast will somehow get through. Add to the fact that it was unleashed at no more than a few inches in range.

"Give up?" Margin spoke, his eyes fixed on the sphere above him. "Not in your life time.." Mushoku was beginning to give Margin a challenge once more, he got his grin back as he extended his right arm towards the sphere. "You really are strong Mushoku.. It was just unfortunate that.. I WAS BORN TO WIN!"

He was unfazed by this display of Mushoku's power as his chains moved towards the sphere, his reiatsu flowing through each. Releasing all of his reiatsu, he gambled on how much his powers could still do. He surrounded it with his chains and most of his energy. So much power... So much of it that his adapting ability is finding it hard to catch up.

"AAHHHHHHHHHH!!!" Margin roared as his reiatsu started bursting up. He felt surge of extreme power flowing into him, so much that his body almost can't bear. His eyes started glowing as his hair rose, his aura creating friction on to the air itself. Margin summoned a small orb of pure energy on his palm and sent it to the sphere's epicenter. As soon as the orb reached the sphere that was hundred times more bigger than it was, it instantaneously grew in size and enveloped the sphere, resisting the sheer amount of gravity it possess. Margin's veins started to pop as blood ran out of his eyes. Motioning both of his hand and clenching them together, the orb slowly reduced in size and back to its former smaller form with Mushoku's sphere in it. The orb went back to Margin with several chains accompanying it as it holds so much power that with a small error of actions, reality itself just might end. Margin opened his mouth slowly as the orb entered it. The glow of the orb was seen all through the way down to Margin's stomach.

Witholding all the power that could end everything, Margin grinned before...

BOOM!

Margin's body exploded into a bloody mess, as even Margin wouldn't be able to withstand that amount of energy inside his body.

An odd moment of silence occured, was Margin really dead?

Not quite.. Margin? A figure of the same likeness appeared right next to Mushoku. Not a wound was visible, infact, all the damage he recieved was gone! Even his tattered clothes were somehow sewn together once more. Margin's hand lied at Mushoku's shoulder and before the man could turn, a massive explosion took place where Mushoku should be found. Margin's reiatsu, now more powerful than ever, after having to evolve to the extent that it rivals that of any God prevented any technique that Mushoku had already used to be activated as all of it was already overcame.

"Togabitos.. Don't die in hell.."

Mushoku was...gone. Not like dead, or like he vanished but more like he as never there. But suddenly so BLOODY and hurt he seemed to be... different. "Well, my child the Togaito don't die this is something I knew. But, for that only means that I can keep playing with until the end of time. Mushoku calm voiced seemed to hint a bit of arrogance." Now Margin, you have released the first level of gods the Earth gods. The entire realm of Hell seem to quake in fear of his power. "Now, to explain a rather long explaination my Saikōgan (最高眼, Supreme Eye ) grants me new powers for each of it's levels. At the first level are the weakest of gods the Earth gods. Now my powers are those of river, mountain, forest, etc gods. But, as to why I am like this. Inorder for me to have these powers, I find it work if I think like them. Each of the levels alters my personality, I am still just as smart just in a different... mode." After that he send a mountain at Margin.

"Blah blah blah.." Paying no attention to what Mushoku just said, he blasted the mountain into rubble and simply stared at Mushoku with such menacing glare. "You will have your limit.. so matter what power you might hold.. as you will come to the point that you will have to stop to a certain limit... I am not restricted to any limitation.. " Many of hell's chains gathered around Margin, like the ruler of hell itself. He stood proud and tall, never fearing the divine God before him. "Hit me will all you've got.. I dare you.."

"You forget, I still have all my other powers. Kotoamatsukami restore me..." Mushoku was completely healed and his eyes tear even more blood than before. "You are beast, a shallow piece of the depth of Hell. While I am of the endless nothingness, you may not have restrictions but I am eternal without a beginning or end." After that he send the rivers of Hell's liguid fire after Margin. Even, though Mushoku is using his powers to control Hell, he isn't corrupted by it. "All, I have to do if bury you under the depths of Hell and not even you can escape. After all, Hell was made to houses bastards like you Margin."

"Hell?! House bastards like me?! You make me laugh!" The lava of hell simply phased through Margin, not even slighlty burning him. "I lived here more than enough! I know of Hell's weaknesses.. I know everything about Hell! You! You do not have the right to speak of even Hell!" Margin's natural resistance to hell's given attributes took effect with his reiatsu forming a protective layer around him. Margin sent every chain available for him towards Mushoku, even the Togabitos stuck with them. Each of the Togabitos screamed as they were hurled on to the air.

Mushoku simply touched the chains and they were erased from existence, along with all the Togabitos chained to them other than Margin. " Don't you see Mr. Heart, for all your struggle all you have done is proven the bias view that is place on Hell. Hell was made to house the greatest of sinners, and by the way you have been acting your no exception. I offered you may attempts to walk away, not you are furthering this bias view. I mean look around, we are in Hell. If you want to prove yourself as beyond Hell's control end this game, before I am force to add you to my endless count of victims."

"Fine with me! I'll END IT!" Margin raised his right arm as several chains seemed to follow motion from Margin's limb. "You talking like you could do everything.. It irks me to no end!" Again, Margin's reiatsu sky-rocketed, crushing many Togabitos and even Kushanadas at its wake.

Then suddenly...

A man in a formal attire jumped right in front of Margin. "You idiot!" The man spoke.

"Ciel?" Margin's eyes opened wide in shock of seeing an old friend. Their reunion however, was quickly spoiled when Ciel used an unspoke spell that made Margin lose consciousness. Ciel caught Margin in his arms then turned to see Mushoku. "A Senjungami.. Its impossible afterall.."

"Mushoku Kaigan.. I'm sorry but I have to intervene to this endless battle.. I know that even with that kind of powers you hold.. You wouldn't be able to beat Margin just yet.. Same goes for him.. So I think it would be better to end this conflict.. Besides.. its pointless." With that last word, both Margin and Ciel dispersed as black feathers, disappearing fron sight, their reiatsu patterns untraced.