Dying Breed

[Gabriel Seran]

Part I

(ooc: *Note* This will be a continuous thread signifying Gabriel's growth or lack there of, should you join be warned that there may be time skippage based on events and therefore excluded unless you choose to rejoin again later)

Deep within his chambers Gabriel had slept soundly, day after day the feelings of power coursing through him, exceptionally traditioned after time and time again. It was time on his side, but he remembered just what John Strife had said, the only had a week to improve and Gabriel felt minimalist, nothing seemed to matter at such a low level. Cringing Gabriel felt himself irritated by his very image in the mirror this morning.

Marching at an irritated pace he walked into the sealed room and began at it once again. The laborious march of training, he didn't want to be left behind, he didn't want to let anyone down. The price of their deaths would be too much to take, he'd not see one more of them die without him at least working to his best. He was above all things not weak.

Punches dashed across the room at unparalleled speeds, but once more they wouldn't be fast enough for him. In fact at this point he needed to work harder, a sudden blast of light and he'd be doubling his old capabilities.

*click*

The removal of all his equipment sped him far beyond those old levels, to the point where nothing else mattered. He could feel the swift burn and peel of his skin shuddering beneath the force. Everything within him struggling to keep up with the power he was excreting.

"I WILL BE STRONGER!!!"

His shouts rupturing the very room as he dashed at blinding speeds tearing the fabric of those old texts defining this speed to be impossible. He was amazed to know that David Blaze could even achieve this level, but still he wouldn't halt at just that, he'd pull everything out at this level. Everything was on the line.

(ooc: Power Level: 42,370)

[Gabriel Seran]

Part II:

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The days passed and nothing notably changed, the suitably strong grew stronger while those once weak grew fearsome. All the while the newborn growth into the system rose from humble beginnings to make larger impacts but there'd always be a bit left to alter the course of the next day.

"Guh... need this a bit, just a bit longer.."

Gabriel's weighted steps pressed further in the chamber fluctuating notably as he fought the strong control of gravity. Everything was changing slowly. But he grew by leaps and bounds with each duel. As he pressed on it wasn't purely physical this time but techniques were learned and fighting those eh'd never met before changed everything. Of those he noted Leon and "Unfettered" they were best suited for this phase of growth, time after time his techniques grew learning more than ever.

"GRAAAA!!!"

Activating his Qi, Gabriel's power exploded increasing everything to press his old limits.

(ooc: Power Level - 65,780)

[Gabriel Seran]

Part III
Going to Extremes

Too much is not enough. That was the rationality at this point pushing his body beyond their old limits. Yes it was a continuous factor in Gabriel's mind the depths reaching far beyond they had to be, his long time obsession building, growing and churning into something deadly incapable of being handled by mortal men. But he was Nova.

"What are you doing this for?

"Because I'm a Dragon, I need to push my limits!"

Gabriel pressed on lifting his arms against the weights on his arms feeling the breath escape in exclamations. His body churning up a sudden flare of heat feeling exhaustion and the burdened sweat beat at his furrowed brow.

"You did this long before you were ever Nova... You did this while Reven, you did this while Gabriel... You are causing your own hardships not the changing of your times.."

Gabriel snarled flashing the voice away with a sudden aerial kick pushing everything farther than before. He was tired, yes quite but he'd not stop till he could fight all the Dragons on his own. Yes he'd want to claim something the other's couldn't what Leon had faltered at achieving, becoming a lord of Dragons. Never Bow to another, that was their code, to fight till death take them. He was born a warrior and yet that wasn't satisfying enough. He was born to create something wholly anew out of destruction and chaos.

"Gotta push on some more!"

That last push bending his abilities further enchanting him greater to that of his full power. Yes, this was still just too little, there was more he could summon forth. In time... In time.

(ooc: Power Level: 93,630)