Simple poleaxe

He sighs, looking at the sun going down ."meh an all nighter won't hurt right" he goes back to the workshop looking at the Poleaxe.

"The mallet and axe should be made after the pole and point." He looks at the possible materials to use for this "hmm Grips should be made."

He starts jotting down information. "Wood, not that too weak, maybe graphene, not too flexible. Probably tungsten ya that will work for the pole and point."

he jots it down "as for the mallet has to hit hard." he grumbles, thinking of Durable and metals "Tungsten and steel"

He jots it down, looking at the axe head. "Maybe a Magnesium alloy mixed with another alloy," he grumbles, "who thought making a poleaxe would be so complicated."

He rubs his hand against his head, staring at the Design. "it's pretty well done. I have the handle and head for the Hammer and Axe now. I just need the guard."

He goes through the design he's can think of. None really sticking with him, eventually settling on a standard 1 the guard inverted and much like a cover.

He jots down the purpose "need to make it so it doesn't slide". He looks at different handles, deciding on silicone the material hydrophobic material. "should be fine," he mutters.

Again jotting it down, she looks over the sheet. "I should be able to make that." He buys the materials; them appearing in stacks; he rolls his shoulder. Looks it over.

He makes the Item appear, checking it out before solidifying it. Looking over it, he stares at the mallet and axe head. A simple point at the top of the handle long enough to be held with 2 hands but light and short enough. For 1.

he stares as it placing both hands on it instead of 1. He lifts it up, slamming it down the wind, catching against the mallet face.

Stopping Inches above him, the heavy ground below it. He flips it, holding it axe side face down. "Ah, I see," he makes the point fold in, "I'll keep it like that. So I can throw it."

The Poleaxe takes on the form he designed. Holding it with 1 hand, he looks it over. "perfect" his hand gleams. particles rushing from it.

The pole forming with all the material's solidifying its existence. "I still need to upgrade my Gauntlet. I'll do this first."

he grabs it, swinging the poleaxe its weight equal he nods "perfect" he sets it, aside yawning as he looks outside "I need more Demons" he sighs.

"Well, time to go Clean another city might get some interesting new abilities." He gets up flicking his thumb over his pointer as it shifts back to regular.

"no delays in my motor function" he nods, leaving the room with both items. He makes his way to his Jeep.

Calling the transport trucks, the massive ramps lower, letting the 16 trucks drive out empty. "2 of you fill up with food and water and other supply"

2 of the drivers salute before moving to get the food and water. Akiyama stares at the poleaxe. "should I tune this as a replacement for my Sceptre?"

he mumbles before nodding pulling out a metal object with a pen like tip he infuses the Ethalic into it.

The purple hue concentrating on the tip. Sitting down, he inscribes the Runes, placing a chaos infliction symbol on the left face of the axe.

it gleams an eerie Purple the inscribed Runes black as night with an unnatural glow as the purple forms the circle a Serpent coils around the edges of the magic circle.

Akiyama placing the upsidedown 5-pointed star in the middle a Dragon's horned head resting in the middle, inscribing elemental affinity in each of the triangles of the star.

The purple seeming to glow with teeth. He looks at the other side as he places another circle bolt flickering off it.

Akiyama Inscribes the same circle on the pole arm. The lightning burst to life, connecting both as an electric Aura engulfs the blade with the teeth. The outer ring spinning eternally.

He stares at the Hammer. '𝒏𝒐𝒘 𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒏' he inscribes a sigil of gravity on the hammer's head. A hue of dark galactic Purple engulfing it.

he smirks '𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒂𝒃𝒊𝒍𝒊𝒕𝒚 𝒕𝒐 𝒎𝒂𝒏𝒊𝒑𝒖𝒍𝒂𝒕𝒆 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒅𝒆𝒏𝒔𝒊𝒕𝒚 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒈𝒓𝒂𝒗𝒊𝒕𝒂𝒕𝒊𝒐𝒏𝒂𝒍 𝒘𝒆𝒊𝒈𝒉𝒕 𝒘𝒊𝒕𝒉𝒐𝒖𝒕 𝒔𝒕𝒓𝒂𝒊𝒏𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒖𝒔𝒆𝒓.'

he runs the pen across 3 faces of the hammer base. the inscribing bursting to life as the gravitational pull increases on the hammer.

Akiyama stands up scribing out a set sentence '𝑻𝒉𝒆 𝒄𝒂𝒑𝒂𝒃𝒍𝒊𝒕𝒚 𝒐𝒇 𝒅𝒆𝒎𝒐𝒏𝒊𝒄 𝒄𝒂𝒍𝒍' it glows purplish red.

He flicks a switch by the head; the spear Point extending as he carves a spiralling runic sentence across it. '𝑾𝒉𝒆𝒏 𝒂𝒄𝒕𝒊𝒗𝒂𝒕𝒆 𝒂 𝒄𝒐𝒏𝒔𝒕𝒂𝒏𝒕 𝒔𝒘𝒊𝒓𝒍𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒅𝒓𝒊𝒍𝒍 𝒐𝒇 𝑨𝒊𝒓 𝒘𝒊𝒍𝒍 𝒇𝒐𝒓𝒎 𝒂𝒓𝒐𝒖𝒏𝒅 𝒊𝒕'

He inscribes the demonic call around the tip under the other sentence. Flicking the switch again, the Point retracts back into the Weapon.

the cube orbiting him still well behind the wheel Spirals above him, his gauntlet lacking all purpose aside form as a sniper.

He lifts his arm to horizontal facing him as his eyes stare at it, undoing the chain. He lets it fall to the ground.

The ethalic tip of the pen. Still glowing, he inscribes a circle '𝑪𝒍𝒐𝒄𝒌𝒔 𝒘𝒂𝒕𝒄𝒉' it gleams displaying a digital clock with the current time. Well, he makes direct eye contact with it.

Looking away just slight it vanishes. He pulls the tip up using a spectral hand, getting it to hold the blade in place.

'𝑫𝒆𝒎𝒐𝒏 𝒄𝒂𝒍𝒍𝒔 𝒘𝒉𝒆𝒏 𝒑𝒊𝒆𝒓𝒄𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒂 𝒕𝒂𝒓𝒈𝒆𝒕. 𝒂 𝑫𝒆𝒗𝒊𝒍 𝒓𝒊𝒔𝒆 𝒊𝒏 𝒑𝒍𝒂𝒄𝒆 𝒐𝒇 𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒎. 𝒑𝒊𝒆𝒓𝒄𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒈𝒓𝒐𝒖𝒏𝒅, 𝒊𝒕 𝒅𝒊𝒔𝒓𝒖𝒑𝒕𝒔 𝒊𝒕, 𝒄𝒂𝒍𝒍𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒐𝒏 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒅𝒆𝒂𝒅 𝒕𝒐 𝒂𝒕𝒕𝒂𝒄𝒌.'

He finishes scribing it down, moving to the finger tips he inscribes Circular. '𝑪𝒊𝒓𝒄𝒖𝒍𝒂𝒕𝒆 𝒎𝒂𝒏𝒂 𝒕𝒉𝒓𝒐𝒖𝒈𝒉 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒇𝒊𝒏𝒈𝒆𝒓𝒔 𝒕𝒐 𝒊𝒏𝒄𝒓𝒆𝒂𝒔𝒆 𝒄𝒂𝒔𝒕𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒔𝒑𝒆𝒆𝒅.'

He wraps the chain around his arm again; the hues vanishing. "Sir, the trucks are ready to go," he nods.

going to his jeep A sprint catches his attention Lythinma tackling him as she snuggles against him "I'm coming to" he sighs.

Hugging her before standing up. "Alright get in my Jeep we leave now" she tilts her head "what about Lilliana?"

Akiyama's eye twitches. "Did you not assign a babysitter" he pulls out a phone. "Walter, Reagan, can you watch Lilliana until we get back?"

Walter affirms it "[Of course my lord]"