Sinbad's S/o losing her control while in djinn equip and bascially turns in an insane badass mother fucker and she doesn't remember anything afterwards.
I don This is one of my fave tropes, I shit you not.
-Red Toxon
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It was just supposed to be a training session. You had just gotten your metal vessel, and after a few weeks of practicing you finally managed a full bodied dijnn equip. It was supposed to be merely that.
However, not everyone can handle the raw power coursing through their veins, taking over their body, changing their form--and sadly you’re one of those people. You were simply, at first, a large aura of light that was almost impossible to look at--then you vanished, but no so much gone. In fact, you were very much there, but you were just kind of absorbing everything like a blackhole.
Extreme Gravity Magic MuthaFkr
Thankfully, you only were ripping up the marble floor under you as Sinbad new something dangerous was afoot.“(R/N?)”
The warped area around where you had last been seen standing shifts as your name is called, but you do not respond. At least not in words. There’s a pop in the ears of everyone standing around as it gets lightly less easy to breathe. Sinbad doesn’t know for sure if it’s you, but he’s sure it’s you and he’s got only a vague idea on how to stop you. Equipping Baal, he’s up in the air.
“(R/N), you’re going to hurt someone, get up here!”
You don’t have to be told twice. That man is offering to challenge you... or something. You can’t really tell. You don’t really know who he is. You just know you must ｃｏｎｓｕｍｅ and you fly up after him.
He has trouble following you with his gaze; you move fast, and the warping of the light around you only hints at where you are. Quickly he moves away from where he was waiting in the air and starts to fly out over the ocean. He doesn’t have to move too far until a high energy beam shoots past him; smelling like hot metal and burnt meat. It misses him, but shit was it hot. Following the beam as it vanishes was another pop as air rushes back into the location that it was melted out from.
In air, he turns around, trying to catch where you were as he kept flying. It was still hard to pinpoint, until you started warming up to shoot another quasar like blast at him. It was another beam he was able to dodge, then a third.
“How much longer can you keep that up?” His tone was flustered. He’s sure you’re not trying to kill him, but maybe you are. “Look, is this about me touching the maid’s butt? I am really sorry about that!”
He side dodges another beam. The beams were getting slowly weaker and weaker. That doesn’t make them any less dangerous. “I also didn’t kiss that visiting magician, she kissed me--I didn’t mean to enjoy it, and I felt really bad!”
You don’t understand or know the words he is speaking... you just know you must hinder him from movement. You must C҉O҉N҉S҉U҉M҉E҉.
The need to consume becomes stronger with each burst of energy that you let loose from your core. A ｈｕｎｇｅｒ beyond all hunger. It has nothing to do with ruk anymore. You want to feast upon all matter on this earth and destroy. But this man first. He keeps speaking weird things...
“I love you, (R/N), but this isn’t the way to sort out the problems in our relationship.” Things that start to make sense, until you no longer feel hungry anymore--but light. Then, nothing.
That nothing you were feeling was your equip finally running out of magoi, leaving you to fall out of the air. Sinbad who had plenty left flies to catch you, but almost drops you out of desperation when you open your eyes to stare at him. “Sinbad?”
“Yes?”
“What are we doing over the ocean?!”
