Malignant.

Christopher gaze outside a man coming in with a tablet, "Sir, it appears Thurlein wants to stop at this world before we move onto Avalon."

Christopher takes the tablet reading the information. "hmm the philosophy stone. I can guess he wants one to experiment with to see what kind of energy output it generates."

Christopher knowing how it worst then the infinity generator or the argent reactor core, "very well we'll Stop at the world. I just hope my entry doesn't entire destroy the concept of exchange in that world."

his power and authority completely out stretching the conception of strength, Aika, sighing "here let me at your seals."

He reveals them as she begins to work on them. Having learned the Craft of it from him, to do maintenance on them, she does some inscription.

"Their we go." She pushes them back against his chest, taking advantage of it. She kisses him, "don't take too long. Arkacious is growing fast, you know."

Aria forms within his sister, appearing too. "So we're going to a world that by theory is the best to settle down in as long as you're not foolish enough to blindly follow the leader."

Christopher bluntly responds to her, "Full metal alchemist brotherhood, then we have to visit Avalon for repairs, then Quint to pick up the other two."

The Massive ship Stopping outside the atmosphere, "Full weapon transience." The Massive ship changing and shifting to an enormous Stationary Carrier.

Spinning in a multi ring of circles, the Law of exchanges, reacting to the change, "Null." the crackling lighting erupts as a field of nullification bursts out of the Ship.

Deflecting any interference, Christopher vanishes, entering the Realm of the God. "What will you exchange?" Christopher Gaze at him.

"it's truly is a husk, a shadow of the mantle of responsibility." he walks past the shadow, "What pathetic fate leads you to become this now Alcranic.

The gate shots open as eyes peer out and grappling from the pitch black, Christopher vanishes, appears far outside the gate range. "It seems I'll have to deal with you some other time."

He Vanishes appearing back in the ship, "it appears Alcranic has fallen under the control of Eldritch. Corruption may have to purge or awaken the planet wills Soul."

the nullification Shield Pulsing against the world law, "that shield prepetual Prepare for my drop sequences, the Ruins of Ishval.

he slams down the crashing force, disintegrating hundreds of tons of ruins around him, leaving a crater of finely crushed powder all around him.

"huh." he stands up, looking around the horrid Ruins, the Debris of the sandstone house surrounding him in the dusty wreckage.

"They did more than a little of a number here, but." he lifts his hands, manipulating the very conception of matter to create something from nothing.

an impossibility by the standards of equivalent exchange, "mana and aether are always overpowered in these kinds of worlds."

he cracks crafting something out of the ground it trembles rising as the carved faces of wooden faces over its large three-pronged claws leading into a horridly located torso that attached to the ruined red fog of madness an Antlered Skull taking shape on its head.

The enormous antlers connecting to a sorrowful; shadowed crow as grasping hands of black rush out at the back bent legs, crafting the depiction of a twisted humanoid abomination.

Ribboned rope runs across its chest as half shredded red shorts take shape, "rargh." he gazes back at it. "I do say this world's potential is always extreme."

The massive golem, like Creature, fades into his Shadow, Don't Emerge pointlessly now. I have other things to manage." he crafts a worn blade.

With ropes formed around the withered guards. Runes inscribed over the entire sword, it either stainless, Steel Remedy powerfully strengthened.

he holsters the large Gladio, having pint sharpened to a dime, deciding to use Rune magic as it aspect allow the possibility to ignore Rules in the primo runes.

"now for the armour." he forms a hood running down his helm, as a mask with two holes that stretch a little from a triangular cut down from it.

The mask glows with red eyes, running down him being dark steel armour plates making up. His pauldron, his torso armour taking the shape of multiple plates running down in triangles,

Well, his greaves Run up to his knee, a cap resting on it, he sighs, "now I have to register an official. Licenses God Damn." he scratches the back of his hoodie skull.

Walking from the Ruins, Thurlein Finally forms beside him a floating orb. "The void shield calibration is still under work, but it appears to function."

Christopher gaze at him, "Welcome to the planet surface Thurlein, judging from this you want to explore as well." Thurlein looks around.

"it is quite the marvel how simple human are the supposed most advanced thinking race killing each other at every opportunity."

Christopher responds to his idea "humans have many critical flaws that make every one of these things possible, one being overflowing greed for Power."

He pulls out a notebook. "And the most common the fear of others Potential to strip it away from them." he contiunes to walk making a sack of essential that make it more believable he's from across the Desert.

reaching the technical border of the Country, he Gaze at the man monitoring it, "IDENTIFY YOURSEFL!" the man aiming a gun before Christopher spoke.

"Look, I really wish I could or had the time for it, but." he slowly collapsing "I ran out of water." Falling to the ground, "oh for fuck sakes."

The guard Walks towards him, before taking him across the border, "Wait for him to wake up then we'll ask he ran out of water."

They rummage through the sac finding several empty water bottles, "he's quite prepared." They nod, Christopher Waking up slowly after getting water.

The Soldiers gazing at him, having taken his mask off to confirm what he was noticing. He's white instead of an Ishbalan. "now then hello Sir, can you please identify yourself?

"Warin, Warin Blaze. I'm 32, and I come from across the Desert. From a small country called Falzinc, it collapsed in on itself after the fall os ishvalan decades ago. I had refugees, but they perished along the way."