Epic of Caterpillar

Frank applied the knowledge he had gained through his dreams, or perhaps the memories of a future, or of a life he had gone through. Memories of having learned the Arts of Feng Shui from his friend, Matsuo, years later, when he was much older.

They were having a happy and calm conversation, talking about life so far since everything regarding Frank was resolved for the moment. Although Earth remained as a world full of mysteries, Frank had accomplished many of the things he desired, and since then, took several years to think about everything, develop his abilities, and grow his family.

Yes, in these peaceful times, which he was not sure were memories, or dreams… he recalled his friend\'s words.

"Oh? You don\'t know what Feng Shui Arts are, Frank? Haha! Come on man, you\'re so strong and you still don\'t know basic stuff…"

"Hah, give me a break, just tell me already. I\'m finally interested, for once. Also this green tea needs some sugar…"

"Tch, tch, green tea is supposed to be drunk like that! Anyways… The harmony between elements, by achieving this, it is possible to drain tremendous power from Heaven and Earth."

"The Core of Feng Shui also comes from the harmony of Yin and Yang created by the harmonious balance of the elements."

Matsuo showed Frank what he meant, as several colored rivers of light encompassed Matsuo, the five elements, Fire, Water, Earth, Metal, Wood concentrated together.

"You cultivate them by absorbing the harmony created through such techniques. Like this entire house I\'ve built is specifically a Feng Shui Formation! All things are assembled especially so you can draw power from them over time. Like this, I concentrate the elements and then, at the very center…"

FLAAASH!

Frank\'s eyes widened, as he suddenly felt a power his friend had never showed before, a tremendous strength he had been cultivating this entire time.

Black and gold merged, spiraling against one another, the total opposites, darkness and light, life and death, the moon and the sun.

Yin and Yang.

"And this is the second step, Yin-Yang Rotation Arts. Through this, you achieve Harmony," said Matsuo. "And this Harmony generates a tremendous quantity of power, it literally embodies a part of the power of the very universe! Haha, though I\'m still getting the hang of it."

"W-What?! I had no idea such a power…" muttered Frank. "How can I get that, Matsuo?!"

"Hahaha! You have so much strength and you still want to steal more of my clan\'s techniques?" laughed his friend. "Well, for you, it might not be as hard. You simply need to find two energies, so powerful, and so opposite to one another, and try to swirl them together, to create an endless cycle between the two. It might not be easy though; they need to be "pure" in their own respective fields."

Yeah, and right now, through wielding two imitations of Mythological Weapons, the darkness of Gaer Bulg, so pure on its cursed and demonic nature. And the light of Rhongomyniad, so pure and innocent on its bright, radiant light of sanctification.

They were ideal!

BAAAMMM!!!

As Frank was crushed by Yamata-no-Orochi\'s tremendous weight, his harmony kept him alive, forming a barrier around his entire body, and simply cleaving through the snake\'s flesh and blood.

In the first seconds the snake felt no pain, his body was so big that a little wound wouldn\'t even be noticeable.

However…

"I see… I guess I can only do this inside of a Mindscape for now… But definitely, I must try this outside later."

The energies of harmony gathered into his hands, forming a massive spear… no.

A drill!

"A drill is perfect to pierce through things above me, isn\'t it?"

Frank smiled.

Yes, a drill to pierce the heavens.

TRUUUM!

The drill began piercing scales, flesh, muscle, and bone, as Orochi screamed, instantly trying to run away from the massive drill of light and darkness.

"UUWAAACCCKK!"

Frank leaped into the skies, his draconic wings, which he copied from Ruby, became gold and black scaled, gigantic.

The rest of his body changed as well, as scales of gold and black color spread through his body, the more he remembered these "dreams", the more he was able to copy some of his forms and powers in them.

Such as his Draconification, born from his Dragon Heart, a power he gained from an old dragon he found in another world.

"The presence of a dragon?!"

"And he was able to harm us to this extent!"

"Why doe she reeks of balance and harmony?!"

"This can\'t be happening!"

The Orochi heads panicked, as they attacked Frank frenetically, firing waves of calamity flames and destructive laser beams from the eyes that remained usable.

Frank, however, evaded the incoming attacks, flying across the dark skies of the mindscape, while his drill continued growing, and then…

"Take this."

He loaded the massive drill with all the Harmony Essence he had generated and fired it at lightning speed towards Orochi.

The beast roared angrily, his Calamity Aura surging, furiously swirling around his body as his long tail turned into a lethal weapon.

CLAAASH!

With all his strength, he destroyed the drill and shattered it into pieces, surprising Frank, whose mind energy and soul were already growing exhausted.

"Don\'t think that a mere, pathetic drill cans top me, human!"

"We are the Calamity incarnated!"

"Only Susanoo was ever able to slay us."

"And he got us drunk!"

"And he had that damned sword!"

Frank\'s eyes widened.

"Sword?"

He quickly tried to remember, a name, the name of Susanoo\'s sword.

Until finally, it came to his mind, it was one time that Matsuo was giving him a lecture about Mythological Weapons and Kamis.

"Oh the sword that Susanoo used is a good example for a Mythological Weapon! It is one of Japan\'s three greatest sacred treasures after all!" he said. "Ame-no-Murakumo-no-Tsurugi! Or Kusanagi-no-Tsurugi for short!"

While holding both the demonic spear and the holy lance, and as Frank saw Orochi talking to himself, Frank poured everything he had left of imagination and mental strength to create this.

A replicate of the very weapon that had slain Orochi in the past!

"{Dragon Slaying Divine Sword: Kusanagi-no-Tsurugi}"

A blindingly beautiful sword white colored sword, with black runes embedded on it, and a Yin-Yang-shaped handle.

It emanated such a radiant divinity of harmony that Orochi instantly froze.

"Huh?!"

"W-What?!"

"Impossible!"

"H-He…! It must be a joke, right?!"

Frank smiled, giving it his all.

"No, it\'s not a hoke."

SLAAASH!

It took a single slash, as Orochi\'s entire being was cleaved in half.

"GRYYYAAARRGGH!"

While struggling to keep his mind together, Orochi attempted to recover, trying to unify both of his halves!

Even as white divine flames covered his wounds, he tried.

Yet…

"I\'m not done yet."

SLAAASH!

Another slash cleaved through Orochi once more, his body divided into four.

And then…

SLAAASH!

Another.

SLAAASH!

And another.

SLAAASH!

And another!

"I-Impo… ssible…!"

"This can\'t…"

"This can\'t be!"

"Uuggh…! You… you damn human…!"

Frank walked towards the dismembered body of Orochi, and his heads, still mumbling and barely talking.

"So? Am I worthy of your blessing now?"

He glanced at them while still holding the Kusanagi, as if threatening them.

"Y-You\'re only worthy of my hatred…"

"My curse is the only thing you would receive!"

"But… Rules are rules…!"

"This mindscape was a battle of wills…"

"And I… lost… to that damned sword again…"

Orochi dissipated, turning into particles of white light infused into Frank\'s body.

FLAAASH!

And then, he finally woke up. n/o/vel/b//in dot c//om