Khrona’s soul whips up again, however now it is a dark gray… This was Khrona resonating with the Rejection Soul of Misery. Even if they could not move, their souls were still active. The Rejection Soul also had some special Soul Resonance Wavelength abilities… Such as the Dark Repel. Khrona used the Dark Repel to force himself and his weapons out of their frozen slumber… How, you ask? Well, simple. The Dark Repel would make the frozen status of Khrona and his weapons be… well, repelled from his body, you would say. As long as he had that Dark Repel active in his Rejection Resonance, he would not be able to be frozen… The Absolute Zero would still be there, it just would not affect anything within Khrona’s soul… The only problem was that it hindered his speed a bit.

Misery: You can’t like flap your big ass wings and shoot straight outta here?

Khrona: My wings are moving too slowly to fly…

Misery: Just give small and light gusts!

Khrona flapped his wings very slowly, making him fly some feet before stopping again.

Despair “Oh, I know!” Khrona aimed Despair behind him and Despair proceeded in firing several missiles randomly while Khrona flapped his wings. The force from the missiles and Khrona’s wings should easily force him out of the Absolute Zero field thingy. Khrona was launched far out of the absolute zero, and that’s when he changed his course. He took flight, aiming directly at Fenri. His Soul Resonance had faded by now, and he wrapped his skin around Despair so that he could merge with her. As Khrona flew closer to Fenri, his wings suddenly had hella missile launchers, rocket launchers, grenade launchers and bazookas of the sorts covering it, as well as his arms and stomach being covered in these explosives. Khrona proceeded in firing a nonstop barrage of explosive weaponry at Fenri before taking back into the skies.

Misery: Well, this guy seems to be giving us some difficulty.. But it still isn’t anything we can’t handle. Heh heh.

Despair: Ah, he is doing quite well… The Nightmare Village must be very powerful if one of their anbu can take on Khrona for this long…

Khrona began to ponder on what the two were saying…

Fenri slashes at the explosives coming at him, sending a maelstrom of icy needles at them, detonating them before they reach him. He then looks to the sky, eyes fixated completely on Khrona and his weaponry*

Fenri: Hmph…

A grim smile comes across Fenri’s face, his chakra finally being stirred to a strange freezing boil. He does quick one handed signs and wave after wave after wave of icy petals form around him, multitudes in number. The petals then form around his back, a tight and strange formation, but idly there. He spins around in an epic fashion, almost pushing away a cape that isn’t there, and tendrils of ice are unleashed from his back, speeding towards Khrona, barbed edges shining, razor sharp to the touch, steaming with icy coldness.

Khrona’s eyes swiveled around violently, not looking at a specific target. It may have seemed like it was a bad tactic, but for some reason, Khrona’s accuracy skyrocketed. Despair began to glow purple. Khrona again began to slash about violently, however this time when he made slashes, he not only did not have to make physical contact with the needles, but they exploded. Another special ability of Despair’s soul. Khrona’s eyes suddenly jerked downward to stare insanely at Fenri. Khrona’s frown deepened and his face scrunched. His wings outstretched as far as they could go and Khrona flapped them as hard as he could. Since Khrona was behind Fenri and the temp change was in front of Fenri… Didn’t it make sense to try to push him into it with the wind from Khrona’s wings? Even though Khrona was high in the air, the wind from his wings seemed to make a large imprint in the ground, almost making a crater from the force. Most definitely Fenri would fly unless he had something to bound him.

Fenri: Heh…

Being blown into the field, Fenri quite simply part its field, letting him fly through with no problem. He slides across the ground for a time before Lunaria is unsheathed and he slows to a stop. Fenri then stabs it into the ground, calling many curved panels of ice around him, forming a lotus to hide him from sight. Chakra oozes from it, pulsating wildly.

Khrona floated downward to the ground… Despair and Misery then transformed into their human forms.

Misery: Khrona? What are you doing?

Khrona: … You two… must attack him… with your souls separately. You got it…?

Misery and Despair gasped. It was a great plan.

Misery: “Hell yeah! I see where you’re goin with this…” The back of Misery’s left hand changed into a scythe, which went all the way down her forearm from her hand. Her right palm jutted a large and long sword from it. “Let’s go.”

Despair: “You are most wise, Khrona… It is depressing that I did not think of it myself…” Despair’s fingers grew razors that ran down the length of them. Despair’s shoulders, as well as the lining of her dress gained long razors as well. Misery’s palms dug inward to release a type of launching hole. These holes were also on her shoulders right under the razors and running down her back. 2 were on her floating wings. “I hope we can do our best to bring as much despair as possible…”

All 3 of their souls grew large; Khrona’s a blackish pale purple, Misery’s a reddish black and Despair’s a grayish violet. Time for the 3 to work as one separately.

(End of Part 1)