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@infernal-feminae

She knew how to work with and around height, even when it came such drastic difference. Once balance was lost, there wasn't enough time to fight off the opponent and gravity. She made no other move after Erebus was successfully maneuvered to the floor, only glancing down with a faint grin.

A lazy cartwheel turned into a headstand pose her face lingering above his; a subtle flex of agility, balance with a hint of gymnastics talent.

“I was.”

This time was no denying the ever growing smirk, she stood effortlessly from the handstand.

“Not your fault my father instead of playing dressup with me carried me to a prison deep in the Soviet Union and allowed a convicted felon to teach me. Said convicted felon turned out to be more of a father figure aside from making me realize that all the fancy instructors only taught the basics.” Cindy shrugged lightly despite the heavy topic, retrieving her bottle of water and placing it on top of the tallest training dummy

“Watch.” she tossed over her shoulder

The woman was a blur, like gravity didn't apply to her as she scaled the easily two feet taller object, each spin with more force harnessed from momentum, the final kick sending the bottle slamming to the wall across the room. A quick high kick after she landed from such height; natural to redirect the remaining energy.

“His name was Yuri Boyka.” Cindy smiled fondly as if the previous display didn't occur a few seconds ago. “I haven't seen an another fighter-” she cut herself off with furrowed brows at the realization

“Actually I have. When I was checking out the local clubs, arenas. That woman, resembling to a dragon. Built like a tank but faster than a snake in oil. I think she's the one people call her ‘General’, but I highly doubt Hell offers martial arts training that level otherwise Heaven would've shat their robes long time ago.”

𝟏𝟎𝟎 𝑵𝑶𝑵𝑽𝑬𝑹𝑩𝑨𝑳 𝑷𝑹𝑶𝑴𝑷𝑻𝑺 .

@phoenixborn​ said:  ∗ 21﹕ sender  overtakes  receiver  in  combat . at Erebus & don’t make me spiral into a ramble about how Rozy & Cindy are similar yet different when it comes to combat

Erebus grunted when his back hit the floor, staring up at Cindy in a bit of shock and awe. Despite his job, he didn’t consider himself much of a fighter. Still, he had to admit he did want to see what Cindy was like in combat firsthand.

He was honestly surprised he managed to hold his own for as long as he did. Although he mostly fell back on his brute strength, while Cindy had more…finesse.

“…Maybe I should told ya to go a little easy on me before we started.” He joked.

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@infernal-general

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@phoenixborn

What would you be the god of?

The Revenant

At some point in recent years, you suffered what felt to you like a 'death', whether creative, social, emotional, spiritual or even literal, and you've been reborn. This reincarnation didn't come easy, and you're not entirely the person you were, but you sloughed yourself out of your figurative grave with the kind of vigour only a phoenix could have. When you sleep, you dream strange and vivid dreams, and your gaze now holds a certain intensity. When something takes your attention, it doesn't let go. Your kindness is endless, as is your love for vast things like the sea, the sky and the stars. You have a certain unshakable fixation with religion or higher powers, and the prospect of death doesn't scare you. In fact, you feel less fear than you should, and you've never felt more alive than you do now. As a deity, you're the god of life and death, of moving on, of growth and of courage.

Soooo if we are going by the life cycle of stars... They are less bright when born and blazing the most when they are about to die.

What if I completely switched Cindy's Creation and Destruction forms, that when she gives life/regenerates someone or herself she's like a shimmering ruby volcano about to erupt & when she brutally rips lives away, tears planets she looks absolutely divine instead of the expected monster?