Effect of 2

He stares at it, selecting it into a massive hive like an egg. Appears the Swirling mass of flesh appearing inside the Deoxyribonucleic acid.

shifting around in it as the egg solid outer shell holds in the forming genetic information as the Apocalisk forms within it slowly but steadily.

Creating it. The surrounding ground feeds nutrient into the Expanding roots of the eggs. "ah I see" turning towards the next area, he stops. "I never saw them, did I" he sighs, walking back to the back gate.

Entering, he sprints to the palace, entering his office the summoning of recruitment taking only 2 hours. Sitting down, waiting, Walter walking in.

"The battalions have been assembled, ready to go on the order." Akiyama Smirks "send them out. They are to take the entire passage to south America and fortify it."

"All resistance is to be snuffed out if encounter." he nods, leaving to inform the battalion's the elite solider bows. "The soldiers deployed have infiltrated the nobility."

He looks at him. "Perfect," the elite soldier disappears before the captain walls in. "The forces have been deployed accordingly and construction on the foundations has started."

He smiles. "Perfect." he leaves Akiyama. Turning his chair around, he stares out the window behind his office. "glad I put this in."

staring out, his eye gleams red and pale blue, the spectral aura spreading over his body as the red hue from the Occult rungs down his right like a plague.

Before circuits, lines run from the necromantic side. "I love how the occult is chaotic. Well, the necromantic is just orderly."

He closes his eyes, directing the aura. Towards the centre, the 2 Sides met. bursting into crackling flame.

exhaling a spectral blend of blue and red escape his mouth, mist building up around as it leaks from the sides of his mouth.

Spilling out. He slowly gathers the energy, pressing the together and explosive spark running up his throat. He opens his mouth as red flames pour out in a spiral.

Exhausting itself, he shut it again. Concentrating on it. Building up the energy together, crunching his hand between the energies.

Blow up. Inside his heart, he groans, his body shaking rapidly. rings form around his heart, covering the lower mid and top as flames of red ignite on the rings.

He blasts out air the carbon rich in occult energies. as volts crackle between them. Phasing out, he leans back in his chair.

His prior red and pale blue eyes shifting rapidly. A hue of purple leaking out from them. The prior symbols gone. a chaotic yet orderly circle of flexible yet confusing lines running through his body.

a trio of lines protrude from the centre circling Clockwise against a counterclockwise runic circle. the discolouring shifting constantly between it a smaller circle connects the 3 lines.

a small circle sitting in the middle as 4 lines attach to the interior circle a small spine thorn running out from it in an opposed direction from the centre pupil.

4 lines form into a demand, its top and bottom connecting to the outer circle as the ridges in the centre attach to 2 simple triangle.

he sighs '𝒔𝒖𝒄𝒉 𝒂 𝒄𝒐𝒎𝒑𝒍𝒊𝒄𝒂𝒕𝒆𝒅 𝒑𝒓𝒐𝒄𝒆𝒔𝒔 𝒐𝒇 𝒎𝒆𝒓𝒈𝒊𝒏𝒈 2 𝒇𝒐𝒓𝒄𝒆𝒔' the purple hue seemingly incessant as it gleams even in the light of day.

He closes his eyes, resting slightly before turning the chair around 2 sheets resting on his desk. He looks over the first 1.

Leaning back as he put his hand on his chin. "Proposal, huh? What the hell is this, an extermination of all Demihumans within the town boundaries?"

"does this fuck not get my wife and daughter? Are both Demihumans?" he sighs, slamming the denied on it. He taps a button.

Regen walking in. "yes my lord," he hands him the sheet. "Find the people behind this and deploy supression force. I obviously wasn't clear enough that Demihumans will live amongst us."

He nods, leaving quickly to assess this. He picks up the second sheet "an invitation to attend a party in the dukedom of Roscoe"

He sets it down. "I'll attend if only for networks" he closes his eyes yet again, Walter walking in with a full dinner. He sets it down.

"please do enjoy" he turns around, leaving Akiyama opens his eyes before cutting into it and devouring a chunk.

his occult staff appearing in his hand, lacking its prior connection to the occult" he holds his hand out a grimoire appearing with a purplish black hue around it.

"I wonder what this is called." he opens the first page looking straight at its name. The grimoire showing 2 types.

"necromatic. Occult."

He sighs. "So what this hue" he forms a flame in his hand, the system unable to identify it. "So it just nameless well, E-th-al-ic."

He sighs, "yep Ethalic will do." water walks in bowing to take the tray out, only to freeze in place after looking at Akiyama's eyes."

Walter hallucinating the massive tower fog. a hand place in front of Akiyama's desk. It looks down at him, its eyes missing as only a blank slip appears

the fog having a black centre and purple streaks throughout its other hand, guarding Akiyama's body invisible to the natural eye.

Walker Falls back, breaking into a scream as he sees it. "WHAT THE HELL IS THAT" the Erie energy flooding the room surroundings

"NO Get off. GET OFF!" the so continues to engulf him. Akiyama closes his eyes. The figure disappearing water Breathing heavily as if he was choking moments ago"

"What happened Walter" Akiyama says eyes closed as he looks in Walter generally Direction "it just nearly suffocated me"

"what nearly suffocated you" he shivers, breaking into a cold sweat. "th- that-that thing of mist" he sighs, finally figuring out 1 of the property of his eyes "the inaction of suffocating intimidation"

He smiles. "So an effect I don't directly control." He sighs. "Walter, go get me those special lenses I made for my eyes a long time ago."

Water stumbles to his feet. "Right away Sir" sprinting out, he stumbles down onto the room of Lythinma, the honour guard unable to stop him.

as he burst into the room stumbling once more, "madam Akiyama, can you please get me the lenses Lord Akiyama used" she sighs.

The honour guard Pointing their armed war scythe at him ready to pin him if necessary. "Return to your positions"

The honour guard move out after being ordered directly. Lythinma walks to the nightstand on Akiyama's side. Opening the top drawer, she takes out the case.

Opening it, she looks at the lenses. Handing them to Walter. "Go give them to him," Walter, Sprints out, skidding across the floor.

As he scampers of air until getting a grip on the ground darting, he returns to the office. Skidding again, he burst through the offices doors.

"Wow, that thing must've terrified you more than it scares me." He breathes rapidly, putting the case down on Akiyama.

Opens it, pulling 1 of the lens out. Opening his eye, he inserts it like a contact before switching to the other 1. He puts it in. The spiraling Symbol still moving, but the mist doesn't come to effect.

he smiles. "Isn't that better"