All around us, a bright newborn universe moiled and frothed. Lord Akasa stood on our level, egging us on with his beckoning gesture. Behind him, an array of glittery constellations formed his halo.
[AKASA] "The judgment of a Trinity god is most severe. I am space itself! Let us see how you measure up to me!"
[ENEMY TURN]
[Course Charted] - Akasa drew his fingers through the air, guiding the stars that dotted the sky behind him with every motion... (Attack lands on next turn)
[Black Hole] - Akasa formed a singularity between his hands, sapping Spiritua from us all!
[Baryonic Gestation] - Akasa began creating galaxies to use as ammo... (Attack lands on next turn)
[YOUR TURN]
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TRUTHS READY.
Your Rolling Ceiling: Rank 3 - 1d27
Your Critical Ceiling: Rank 3 - 1d27
Enemy Rolling Ceiling: Rank 8 - 1d77
Enemy Critical Ceiling: Rank 8 - 1d77
INVENTORY / SKILLS:
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