Bubbling.
A concoction of bubbling magic, rising from the white ground of the outer-edges of time, outside the domain itself, surfacing. Blue -- the astral spirit energies -- wrapping around it to take form. No body, but at the very least, it could preform a projection spell to give it a temporary form. Its soul? Fragmented, but still bonded to the spirit all the same. Who was this, here, outside the Records of Time itself, and how had they gotten here? It was... Zere, who, even after death, still lived, the fragment of his spirit that remained here arising, from all those years ago when K2323 had defeated him the first time by tying him in the chains that bonded Asura.
That little bit of spirit that remained was more than enough to give him form, and now, as he stood outside the Records of Time, he began to laugh. Drawing back his head, he rang his own, psychotic laugh, his voice echoing through the empty whiteness. He. Was. Alive. Body-less? Yes. But still, he was alive all the same, and now, it was time for him to do what he did best. DESTROY DESTROY DESTROY! He was untouchable. HE WAS SO POWERFUL.
Crouching, he placed his hands on the solid ground below him as a black seal materialized on the ground. It activated, pulsing with blue and red energies inter-swirling around each other, floating off the ground before fading to reveal what Zere had just unsealed. It was... A body. His original body, the one that had been destroyed in his original death at the hands of Hikaru. Deceased, rotting skin -- long talons -- red eyes. Capable of the Level Technique created by KiaB. Yes, this was the body Zere had missed for so long. And now, he had it back, still with his original Anrufe cloak and all, a cloak far outdated compared to the Anrufe's current wear.
Placing one of his projected hands on his projected belly and the other on the belly of his inanimate body, he closed his eyes as each of his fingernails on his projected body were lit with a white aura. From the white aura, seal marks spread onto both the projected body and the inanimate body, harnessing the two like nets. Zere struggled. It was hard, even for him, to maintain a seal when you were the one being sealed. Concentrate. Remember the techniques. Tri-joint-Hexal Seal. Break. Fusion outward seal. Break. GRAB ONTO THE FRAGMENTS! Concentrate... Concentrate... Push. Create a new seal. Shift into the Astral Plane. SHIFT. PUSH. SHIFT. PUSH. BREAK.
"NOW!!!"
Pouring all his strength into the seal, his projected body was literally absorbed by the net, and his inanimate body began to absorb the sealing marks, until the black marks were gone entirely. A beat. And then, Zere's eyes opened. He slowly sat up, admiring his old body once more. Yes. YES. At last, I get to have some fun again! AHAHAHAHA! I wonder. Will Chaos be surprised? Maybe I should go pay him a visit.
He stood up, holding out his hands, remembering how the body moved. "No. No, I think we'll save that journey for another day, and instead, I think I want to have some fun."
A pulse of black fire shot off his hands, followed by a pulse of green fire out of his other hand. "It's time to refuel. I wonder what I'll eat for breakfast today," he said, his voice breaking with his psychotic tone. "I don't know. Maybe some souls! Yes. It's been so long since I've had some TASTY SOULS! I want to eat them all! Maybe one of those Sage Three will be able to play. Let's go find out!"
And with a flash, he was gone. Zere had returned.
