OnyxPhoenix

We shall just have to see, won't we?

And to think, all this time, the underlying aspect of the W'Kar Unit is still ongoing, working to fully repair itself, and thus, become an aspect of the universe all to itself, so to speak. Wonder how the old Greg would react to seeing all this unfolding before his eyes? Can anyone say Clash of the Titans, in HD?

Quite the evil, devious man you are, Zeo. Thanks a lot for the additional info, though. Gives me more than what I already had, and makes for an even better read when u review everything. Tell Sully that I'm trying to work on a WG outline for all events, but that it might take a while, k? Later, and again, thanks.

Chapter Genus, Anno XXXX in the First Era of Via Veritas Vita: (The Way, the Truth, The Life) Reaffirmation of Power "I have done much in my time here on this beautiful world. I can only hope that when the time finally comes for me to move on to the next existence, I may still be able to view this cherished planet from where I shall travel to, so that I may remember how long it has been since peace was found, and just how wonderful it is to truly have it, where once all there was on this world and among its people and creatures of nature and life, was war, and death." - The Avatar Ascendant, quoted from one of his early speeches to the people of Earth after the War of Darqueness ended. ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------- - Some time in the not-too distant future, on the blue-green world known as Earth - As it has done for so many ages past, the majestic celestial body known to the inhabitants of Earth as Sol once again began to shower the blue-green gem of the Milky Way Galaxy with its life-sustaining solar energies. As the Sun again embarked upon its long trek from night to daylight, the people of the planet also began to rise from their slumber to start their daily lives. They also rose up to give thanks for the great era of peace that had been established for them, thanks to the efforts of a few select beings. Those unique individuals, who through their efforts calmed the raging wars of the Earth and finally halted the madness of carnage that power-hungry beings crave and desire, had unknowingly been exalted as guardians of the planet at the time of their victories, yet still held themselves no higher than the people whom they had chosen to serve and protect, and their own comrades and family. Slowly, as the rays of the morning sun filtered through a hermetically-sealed window of one building in particular, a man of purpose and poise awoke from his deep slumber and raised himself to his feet. Gently removing himself from the warm embrace of his beloved wife, the man then wrapped himself within a morning robe of fine silk, quietly exited his personal chambers, then slowly began to walk to the front room of the expansive building. As the man strode down the open hallway, people began to appear from other rooms and hallways nearby, greeting him with words like, "Good morning, My Lord", and "How does this morning find you, Lord Minister?" The man nodded in kind and calmly responded to those greetings with, "Well, and you?", or "Fair morning to you as well." Presently, as the man approached a large foyer, three men within that foyer, dressed in humble garments, bowed to the man, and welcomed him to the formal dressing chambers. With swift movements, the men assisted their "Lord" in choosing the day's attire, suggesting some garments of fine artistry here, along with some cloths of more humble bearing. Finally, with his attire chosen and his feet shod in boots of regal bearing, the man thanked his three tailors, and departed from the dressing chambers. The man of purpose walked farther down the hallway he had come from, then turned to one side and stepped down a set of winding stairs into a large welcoming area. Once there, more people greeted him with bows and clasped arms of friendship. Returning the various greetings he received, the man briefly checked with a scheduling attendant nearby about his morning briefings, then paused to inform his guests that after his necessary ritual of meditation, as always was the case, he would be prepared to meet with each one of them and discuss their mutual business at length. The assembled guests thanked him for his time, then went about their formalities as they prepared themselves for their individual meetings with the highly-regarded man. Presently, the calm scheduling attendant tapped his calm benefactor on the shoulder, waited for an acknowledgement, then whispered in his ear, "All is in readiness for your meditation, my Lord." Nodding in kind, the man waved once more to his guests, then followed the attendant through a nearby gate. Once within the following open-air garden, the attendant waved his hand forward, once more showing his Lord the sacred chamber where the repetitive meditations of the man had been conducted for so long now. Nodding once more, the man descended a few steps into the chamber, which was then locked behind him, as was the custom for one about to tap into the realm of great power. The man reached a formal resting room, then seated himself into a meditative position. Folding his hands into a focusing position, the man breathed in and out a few times, then spoke a phrase that he had been announcing in that very room for many years. "COME FORTH, LIVING ESSENCE OF THE DARKNESS." As silent as the onset of death, a murky, pitch-black darkness began to fill the meditation room like water. Slowly creeping along the floor, and "climbing" up the walls around the lone figure in the room, the seething black essence had soon filled the entire space of the room with its ominous darkness. At the moment the pitch black "mist" reached the door, however, twin beams of brilliant light emitted from the man's now open eyes! Those beams of light, in turn, caused shimmering panels of prism-filled mirrors to appear from the walls, forcing the darkness back onto itself, until it had taken up a near-mirror image of the man before it! Shimmering orbs of malevolent purple energy came to life moments later in the head of the "dark" being, and then, the dark creature seated itself before the man with the eyes of pure light. Amazingly, the "dark" being then actually spoke! "Ah, my old friend, how good it is to see you once again, and in our favorite meeting place, no less. How well you do remember the old tradition we started so long ago." "Too bad for you that I do not share your morose sense of humor, darkling." "Come now, my friend, is that any way to treat one who has been with you for so long?" "You have been with me only because I chose to shackle you, darkling, and to remove your foul grip from humankind. That is why you and I always have these little chats, to remind you again who is the one in control, and who now serves as a conduit for the will of the fates." "And, just how long do you truly believe that you can hold me, old friend?" Once again, the man of purpose summoned forth his shimmering eyes filled with light, and at his command, glowing shackles of pure light erupted from the ground, seizing the darkling's wrists and ankles, and pinned him to the ground! As the darkling shrieked in pain and rage, the man of purpose then spread his feet apart, and shouted out at the top of his lungs! "DAEMON PHOENIX !" In response to the words issuing forth from the man's vocal burst, an energized sphere of pure life energy exploded into being around the man! The sphere of energy surrounded the man, then lifted him off the ground just enough to allow a second stream of powerful energy to begin encircling him, which moments later began to congeal itself into a powerful suit of cobalt-black, organic-lined form of armor! The man's now-armored feet soon touched the ground, and the shackled darkling stared upward to once more look upon the intimidating form of the stern and powerful being who had brought him into the servitude he now knew as his existence. The new being who stood before the darkling now possessed no features of the man who had summoned forth this powerful form, save one: his demeanor of calm and purpose. As the being's powerful armored shoulders flexed upward, organic battle spikes of a deadly nature quickly ejected from their matching ports, even as the subtle, shimmering glow of the being's eyes matched the humming sound of the majestic crystalline structure embedded in his armored forehead. Long organic crests now framed his cranium, and diagonal vents shunted out blasts of an air mixture from his facial armor as he stared down at his bound prisoner. The darkling's screeches were soon drowned out by the booming voice of the armored being before him. "I will hold you here, darkling, for as long as the fates have deemed me worthy of doing so, as they were confident enough in my existence to follow my actions in defeating your evil and ending your dark reign upon the human race. You will remain as you are now, until the universe decides that your accursed time is finally at an end, and then, so deems it satisfactory that either I, or the Ascended One, shall appear here once more and obliterate you from all the known planes of existence." "Curse you, feeble fleshling! I am the Darkness Forever! I am chaos and evil personified! I shall wrest myself free from this prison, and then, I shall plunge everything you hold dear into darkness forever! You will beg for mercy at my feet! Your entire race will be nothing, and my existence shall blanket the universe for all time!" As if in stern resentment of the darkling's words, the man's armored eyes glowed brightly, sending a powerful surge of golden energy into the darkling! The creature screeched once more as the power wielded by the armored being scalded and burned his ethereal form, while his physical nature was scarred by the pure light it was being subjected to. Falling prone to the floor, the darkling could only turn its head slightly as the armored being spoke once more. "Foul darkling. You will do no such thing. You have been shackled here by my hand, and by the will of the universe, to allow humankind the chance to finally live in peace, and without the dark urges you inspire in them to wage war, to commit unspeakable crimes, and to destroy anything in their path as they search for power over others. You, who have caused irreparable harm, brought forth terrible destruction, and have brought so many of my race to their ends, are now no more than a bad dream, a tiny remnant of the past. While you remain shackled here, remember well this lesson, dark creature." With a sweep of his hand, the armored warrior summoned forth an organic cloak from the very air around him, made up of the same dense living material as his own armor, but created in the shape of twin foreboding wings, very much the same as the legendary immortal bird of legend whose name he had spoken of when first summoning his true battle form. As the warrior's new wings appeared, his entire body began to glow with a ember-shaded light that began to sound out its power like the sounding of a great whale's song. Pointing at the creature with one hand, as his other fist glowed with an internal energy bordering on the brightness of the sun itself, the man spoke once more. "The light shines even here in this dark chamber, creature of evil, and for you, it will only grow brighter as time passes. I have been chosen as the guardian of the conduit of power that you once called yours, and I now shape its destiny into a power that is used to defend and protect the people of this world. Such is my vow, and such is your penance, now and forever. As I vowed before, so many times, so now I vow again: I, Nicholas Dravenn, he who was once known as Raven's Edge in the time of wars past, and now as the Grand Minister of the Abyss, the Daemon Phoenix, again swear upon the fabric of reality, this solemn pledge: you will remain here, shackled and broken, until all is done, and you, and your evil, is finally ended for all time." Turning to leave the chamber, the armored Daemon Phoenix strode to the locked door and raised his hand to lift the heavy door charm. Just before he allowed it to fall, the armored warrior once more heard faint words coming from the mouth of the darkling. "Tell me, old friend! Tell me how you resist me! On that fateful day, so long ago, . . . when we first met in our great struggle . . . you should have crumpled to your knees before me! Yet, in the very face of the danger and death that stood before you, your mind did not shudder, . . . it did not waver in the slightest! The strength of your mind . . . the very fiber of your spirit . . . I could not even make it quiver in my presence! It felt none of the fear so many before had succumbed to in my quest for supremacy! Tell me! How are you able . . . to accomplish this feat!? How are you able . . . to resist that which . . . is as ancient as time itself! How can you defy the Darkness Forever!?" The man paused, inclining his cranium to one side, then spoke once more in the same booming voice that the darkling had first heard when the two beings faced each other so long ago. "Love, darkling. Love, and hope. Love, in the form of the friendship and support of my allies, my comrades, and the people whom I serve, and the love that the universe has given me in the form of my beloved wife. Their combined hope for a better future for all of humankind has granted me the strength to defy even the greatest darkness, for their love knows no bounds, and its power is truly eternal. Those who retain those virtues within them, mind, body, and soul, shall not fear the darkness, nor shall they ever be alone in their battle against it. Until our next meeting, darkling; until then, enjoy your prison." The armored being then let the heavy door charm fall, calling for his attendant to open the chamber doors, and to allow the rays of Sol itself to bathe the room once more. As the man's armor once more returned to its hidden place of rest, so did the darkling's form follow suit, the brightness of day burning away its essence once more. Nodding in continued acceptance of his duties and role in the life of his homeworld, Nicholas Dravenn walked back to the great house, where he welcomed his guests again, and once more took up his role as benefactor and servant of the people with the same continuing fervor as he held when facing down even the face of darkness itself, so long ago. - TO BE CONTINUED! P.S. Next Part to come soon!

Great to have you back w/ us, Sully. All power and praise to the new laptop, and full steam ahead. We await your arrival at the station.

Glad to see you back in action, Sully. Good point as well. Even w/o a Warrior Unit, Primitive Guyver is the most skilled of all the characters. Millions of years in existence, learning all the fighting arts, and becoming even more unified with his unit than anyone else; now a fight between him and Faye, or maybe even XT: that would be sweet.

Very, very interesting. Keep the good ideas a-coming. Heh heh heh . . . . .

S W E E T ! ! !

Hey Zairum, if you haven't had a chance to really look around the site yet, hop on over to the General Guyver Discussion. There's a thread there started by guyverfanatic called Aptom's Final Form. It shows a picture of what Aptom looked like in his newest form from the manga, which appears to have added in Zoalord DNA from Kablarl Khan, the Dragonlord that Gigantic Guyver Exceed faced off against and atomized w/ his Black Hole attack. It has also been stated in the manga that, since Bio-Freezer died heroically in saving Aptom from the control of the Zoalord Evil Trio, he also gave Aptom his Lost Number abilities, allowing Aptom to freeze things solid and other such fun things. This new form is his Sixth Combination form for the manga, which would probably pretty close to a form he would have for the site, just less powerful in the site because it was a Proto-Zoalord he absorbed, and not a full Zoalord of the original ones.

S W E E T ! Thanks for the update, Aranor. And, as I'm typing this here, my mind has come across yet another possibility : Could the ancient event of ages past that spawned the stones' birth (strong possibility being the timeline's abrupt interruption and divergence) have been caused by the birth (?) or rise of the Darmon being? The Creators did not bring it into being (?), although they did have a hand in making it stronger, as did the Grakken, and now, both races had to deal w/ its intelligence and growing power. Once Crystallite was on the scene on Earth, as just a small fragment of its being, it took Dreadnought's power level, his Matrix-augmented Control Medal, and yet another Matrix he found while dimension-hopping to finally stop her. Even then, its essence is still contained within the Turbo Unit (yuck!) right now, and the ACTF science guys have it under wraps for study (can anyone say the corporation bigwigs in Aliens being as stupid as can be?) Y I K E S ! Hmmm, just another idea in the mix . . .

Ok, Aranor, now let's see where that puts us: W/ Alkanphel's actions ruled out, that leaves the Guyver Zoalord destroying Earth in the original time line before WG stopped him. Also, I can believe that esoteric forces in time & space, when acted upon by forces in such vast quantities as GZ's rampage & the divergence in the time line, could become physical manifestations in the real world. A little aside, my nephews watch Avatar: the Last Airbender. In it, it is mentioned that all of the bending elements (air, water, earth, fire), though they are different in their nature, they are all essentially part of the same whole, like the four nations are all part of one people, even though they live their lives differently and along separate values than others. An illusion of separation, they call it. The stone are the same in a way. Same event created them, & they imbue different elements & attributes to their new hosts, but in all, they are the same in their basis of their existence.

Keep working, Zairum. Practice and creativity always lend a help to help u along.

Ok, I'm back, now let's see where we stand: 1 - The stones are possibly involved w/ the Void, from where/when the entire Multiverse is founded upon in the fanfics (?), as well as hyperspace itself 2 - The event that caused the formation of the stones in the first place is quite ancient, which could possibly be : a) The Guyver Zoalord running unchecked & destroying Earth in one timeline, b) WG going back & stopping him, beginning the timeline divergence, or c) the act of Alkanphel in WG's universe in stopping the rogue planetoid from destroying the Earth. The last one mentioned would have releashed such a huge amount of power that it easily could have breeched the dimensional fabrics of reality, especially when it involved the aspects of gravity, energy generation, energy output, and such vast quantities of matter & mass , as well as being the oldest event of mass destruction in the WG universe (right?) 3 - Each of the stones represent a different power, zeo said. Wynd, for instance, has gained energy projection, enhanced physical attributes, augmented healing, etc., and Zarfel seems to have a much greater affinity than other Zoalords for lightning-based attacks, and for his ability to generate it, too. 4 - The barrier erected around WG's timeline by the WG2 Creators. It was created to prevent the travel of a WG Zoalord to WG2's realm (right?) to prevent such a being from wrecking havoc in their dimension. To wrap this up, I believe that the event that zeo mentioned that caused the creation of these stones is probably one of two events: either Alkanphel saving the Earth from the Creators' little moon strike, or the Guyver Zoalord destroying the original Earth in the past, before WG went back & stopped him. Again, these are the two most ancient events that come to mind, but if there are others of note, drop me a line, fellas. P.S. Aranor, let me know what u think, cause zeo seems to believe that u & I are on the right track for the moment.

Too true, zeo, too true. When one has been raised like Faye, knowing only about fighting, survival, & the hunt, it can make an individual a very deadly adversary. Think about our old buddy Wolverine from Marvel Comics. People have continually tried to be in control of him, to direct his actions to suit their desires. And almost every time, in the end, Wolverine comes out and says, "Bad move, bub." His fighting prowess, coupled w/ enhanced physical senses, augmented strength, his healing factor, and his innate animal rage that can sprout @ just the right moment, means extremely bad news for the baddies. Same thing w/ Faye. Born to live & die @ the Creators' whim, it was kill or be killed, only the strongest survive, etc. I still think Jason & Agito are indeed skilled w/ their Units, but Faye can definitely put herself in their category w/ her raw fighting ability and aggressiveness. Nuff said. Edit: My 100th post! Hyper Zoanoid class @ last!

From my last post . . . . . DOH! Cratered again! Okay, let's see here . . . the obsidian stone that came w/ XT was one of the stones, and it was found in the same "dimension" that he went through, the Void, to arrive here w/ WG and the gang. It was also said (I believe) that it was a quantum singularity, somewhat like the one inside of Black Nova (or was that the unstable black hole they had to stop?) W/ the power used by XT to get here from himself & the stone, as well as the energies used by Black Nova in-between to try to close the rip, and then again by XT to finally close it and save Earth, I think it can be said that my previous post (the one zeo gave me props on, folks) about how the stones could be fragments of reality, brought to Earth either from XT's entrance, or maybe, from when WG went back in time, fought the GZ, won, and then, returned to Earth to go about his merry way. Hmmmmmm. . . . Here's another possibility I just thought about: could the stones, or maybe just a couple of them, be fragments of a Matrix, like the one they found broken into pieces inside the Clan ship in Australia? The Matrix itself is a very old tool, and is quite powerful even when it is somewhat damaged (Dreadnought!) Could those broken pieces have infused their essence into normal looking stones while healing and rebuilding themselves? And then, when finding suitable, if not knowing, hosts, merge w/ them to continue their path onto complete and total functionality? The human being is a very sophisticated organic computer, u know, and w/ a fragment of a Matrix in them . . . . WHOA.

POP! *light bulb goes on and off* Hey, just looked at my previous idea, and yet another one went off in my head. Could some of these stones of power have been influenced / created / empowered by the destruction of the Atrahasis in "Meeting of the Warriors"? That blast of antimatter colliding w/ the vast energies of a star sure would have been enough to smash a large hole in the fabric of reality, as well as the effect of copying most of the characters there, and allowing them to appear in the GWOTG universe. Could it have also fragmented parts of reality there, or maybe even parts of the characters when they were copied? Hmmmmmm, this bears yet more scrutiny than I thought. Edit: Of course, this is when the Clan ship went kaboom as well, so there may yet be some influence from the Creators, but hey, that's just happenstance.

exscaped_psycho wrote: I believe, my good man, that it was said that during XT's journey to WG's realm, that the Void he found himself in was one of many layers of the universe / Multiverse, and that he was deposited there because of the backlash of his Bio-Rhthyrmic (?) Cannon attack against Anubis, and due to him trying to Portal to safety. It might have even been the very layer that composes the heart and soul of the Mutliverse, the first layer, from where nothing began, and where the universe was started, from a blank canvas. So, in reference to there being a bridge between WG's universe and the Void, I'd have to say to you, a very loud and profound YES ! It also should be remembered that the devastating storm of power that Black Nova brought into being by accident, was fueled in part by the obsidian stone that XT had found. XT did throw that obsidian stone back into the singularity, as well as using his Plasma Smasher power to seal the breach before it could consume the planet. If there were other stones similar in nature to that one there, I'd hazard a guess that each of those stones is a piece of reality, fragmented by the disturbance, and scattered around that area of the world. Just my two cents. Edit: Grammar again, my weakness. ARRGHH!

Hey, don't forget, zeo, that Stephan was being a bit of a jerk before during their testing, saying that they just Warrior wannabes, although I think that was from some subconscious nudging that he was getting by Lorcan (WG5), who probably didn't even know he was doing it, but was enjoying the strife it was causing anyway. Any way, in the end, Stephan came back to his senses, saving Starfire (?) or Psi-Guyver (?), and then, settling his rivalry w/ Sai @ Area 51 for insulting his sister. Loved that fight, especially how Sai refused to give up against the greater power of the Warrior Unit. Also, if memory serves, Sai may be getting together w/ one of the other Novas (Dark Nova), while Keilynn might be getting close to Ninja. Aw, isn't that special?

From zeo1234: The "one" power he gained, eh? Hmmm, these stones are quite interesting. Also, if anyone forgot, Wynd's enhanced nature allowed him to survive a lightning strike from Kron, even though it did wind him enough to pass out. Not too shabby at all.

All in all, nice work, man. Like the look, his DF, and his personal info. Keep at it, man. U know, practice makes perfect. Edit: Especially like the one drawn for you on your birthday. Kudos to the artist.

Thanks for the posts, fellas. And, just remember, zeo: we're just like fine wines. We simply get better w/ age, just like the WG.com page has done. Well wishes to us both.

As posted, I voted for Jason (#1), and for Stephen (#2.) Would've voted for Agito because of his training & ruthlessness, which allows him to make full use of a Guyver / Warrior Unit's abilities w/o remorse, but seeing how he joined w/ a Warrior Unit after Jason and Stephen, he comes up #3, but still, a very close heat. Jason was the first one to merge w/ and begin using the Warrior Unit, not to mention he's been through the most vaporizations (I think?) and the most intensive battles since he became active. Stephen, on the other hand, also had the same military training levels as Jason, just more basis on fighting and tactics maybe, and also, his Unit has a few unique features (CPMs, extra laser orbs, etc.) that make him such a bad a**. All of the others in this voting poll have their strengths as well, but their lack of experience in battle & w/ their powers leaves Jason and Stephen on top of the heap. P.S. Kinda sorry the Novas weren't mentioned, but hey, it's for Warrior Guyvers. Too bad; they'd do well w/ their Shaolin training (Kung Fu, anyone?)

Yes, all you ravenous WG.com and Guyver fanatics out there, this warrior of purpose and strength, the Onyx Phoenix is officially a real old fart! The big thirty-four at last has come upon me (that's 34 for you guys who have trouble counting higher than one.) Feel free to drop comments and bad attempts at humor, if you desire. Just lets me know how much fun life is when you're one of the "senior" members of society (now that one hurt me!)

Or, would the complexity of the Warrior class C-medals make it harder for the Order to turn them into their warriors? Would they be able to resist Yaksha's abilty to transform almost any being into lycanlords? Hmmm, it bears looking into, indeed.

It will be quite interesting as to what punishment and form of death Anubis will rain down on Apophis. Then, what will he do with the remains? Rabid will get his dinner for sure, but there should still be some stuff to play with for this god of death and darkness, hmmmm?