Liva Upp(Cosmic Creations CONTEST)

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Real Name: Liva Upp
Alias: Takuma
Hero Name: Vessel
Title: 1 (W/PH)
Alignment: Neutral Good
Age: 31
Gender: Inconsequential
Sexuality: Sure
Race: Nebula Vis Curvus
Hair: Curly semi-long black
Eyes: Dark brown
Height: 5' 08"
Weight: 182 lbs.
Blood type: AB-


Takuma's proper form and his represented form are entirely different.
One is an immense swarm of energy barely holding onto a humanoid form due to the overwhelming capability behind a human soul, well the second is the 'suit' he wears, which is the physical and quite human representation he likes to keep.

The 'suit' is most accurately described as an Asian male in his late twenties. curly black hair that reaches a bit above his shoulders that is often kept combed back leaving the dark curls to hang free around his neck and tucked behind his ears. Often with a very closely-shaven goatee and well-defined eyebrows above clear-cut dark brown eyes. Built with some mass to his body, it's been designed to look strong although nothing close to a truly toned athlete unless particular strings of information get streamed to the alien flesh that constitutes the entirety of it. He has no visible scarring, but he has a few sparse moles over his body and a singular digital clock face that can appear on any point of him at any time.

In this body he likes to dress very professionally, he is representing something that is entirely otherworldly and it would be insulting to do anything much less. Occasionally his style ends up being quite strange with very volatile colors clothing him. Although it's uncommon that he wouldn't be in a three-piece suit, he still will lounge wherever he wants in just a t-shirt and a pair of casual jeans. Long gone are the days of loose clothing, everything on him is very close and clean-cut and generally comes in quality that is far above what the average person could afford.

His proper representation though is a very different beast. A field of energy the size of a two-story suburban home with a single pitch-black or bright-white humanoid entity of vaguely regular proportional size that sometimes seems to resemble the vessel it will possess in most general scenarios. The energy seems to warp a myriad of different colors, and has a very odd sparkle or dazzle throughout, all being sparks of his most relevant form of energy manifesting tiny spirits into existence. This form of his has a sound to it, a 'shine' is the best descriptive term for the passive sounds with occasional 'flashes' and 'pops'. Although these are the best terms to describe the sounds it passively generates, it is otherworldly and hard to describe without an audible presentation.

His two-story size is massively a deception of his proper mass, whenever immense marvels have been attempted the size can very quickly become gargantuan and rapidly make the normally large size seem minute and incomparable, and that's with visual measures, most forms of energy detection can pick up this larger disguised form quite easily that stretches past the common visual field. Depending on the current output, the invisible and visible nature of this energy typhoon can range from a one-mile radius, an active 250-mile radius, all the way to a solar system level of detectable presence with a sun-sized amount of visible presence.
Although the last was only a present example once during his current greatest feat, which he may not be able to replicate as long as he's caught in the grasp of a reality-altering AI.

Liva Upp:

With unconventional power comes unconventional responsibility.
Takuma finds that generally he needs to be the one responsible for everything, if it's something he can reach and he can interact with then he feels like nearly all events pivots on his actions. He has the power to do almost anything but this doesn't mean it's not hard to perform those tasks on his own, so when someone more knowledgeable shows up to solve a problem he easily takes the sidelines and allows them to do what they do best until help is requested.

To get Takuma to raise his voice or react in a rushed manner is incredibly difficult, even on the cusp of his most volatile emotions he still remains quiet, although his judgment isn't immune to being tampered with if someone was to intentionally or unintentionally work on messing with that part of him. He is very direct and lacks a lot of excellent social skills that make him more graceful in any conversation, as his attempts to lie or cover up things often result in him acting more nervous than he should be, considering any repercussions of his actions would appear negligible.

Despite his obvious limitation to live normally considering the universe he exists in, he greatly values the human aspect of himself and everything good and bad that would involve that lifestyle, despite not needing anything most people would require to survive.
Takuma still enjoys eating, drinking, sleeping, and paying rent. Just all those normal people things that normal people do. Although greatly inconvenient he doesn't really like to rely on the super powerful guardian role he has, always believing he would end up being a lower-end superhuman who could get away with living somewhat normally after finding his purpose without the guilt of knowing his actions are dire if he takes them or not and so his life could balance itself with the supernatural and the natural. Now that he has god-like powers, he very specifically does mundane things to connect with the world around him and the people in that world, rising into action when it is necessary.

Although these are all things he can portray as a physical vessel, when he starts releasing the vast amounts of energy stored in his body and opening up to his Nebula Vis Curvus form, his current mood is boiled down to core emotions and instincts.
Liva Upp's motives seem to follow a similar nature of becoming more akin to a sentient force than a specific individual. When taking such an expanded form it develops a vast number of neural pathways and alters currently existing ones, each time he shifts into this entity it reforms exactly as it did before, creating an arguably entirely different being that can be accessed whenever he burns away.


I
The extraction of a Nebula Vis Curvus is never a simple process.
'Astral Hornets' is how some Leagellic researchers would label them. Prodding the hive cloud results in many spilling out and unleashing defensive twists, such as setting things on fire, creating many limbed abominations to try and pry and tear apart any research vessel that puts too much faith in their trainer fields, some work in insidious ways and force beholders to perceive such distorted imagery and flashes of light it starts to soften the brain into a thick sludge.
The way an NVC would perform the reality-altering twists was incredibly unpredictable being creatures that operated on an incredibly simple form of thought more common with a bacteria or insect than a sentient creature.
Nothing is ever simple when attempting to handle one either.

A sample needs to be taken through one of the carefully primed apparatuses to determine what forms of twists the NVC is capable of. This gets sent towards a spinner system to start printing out a proper containment unit that would prevent the use of an NVC's known twists. Most commonly they had to avoid any available air and water, some had other traits like requiring a fireproof material, and others the presence of ants within the capsule unit, although it was all incredibly finicky and delicate operations the levels needed to perform just the sampling was difficult.
Then the actual containment was like trying to catch a jellyfish in a net, normally inconsequential but the rare chance of a slip would result in the immediate destruction of a Tetralous ran drone as the NVC would brush against the outer layers of the ship and lead to massive tears in its hull.

Although the collection of a living one was valuable, potentially bursting with odd information on how to interrupt the universe in some manner it was too expensive to just go out and gather random ones, but occasionally with the research mites sent in to gather information from the colossal gaseous communities of bursting turns and twists of energy they find out there are some worth investing a research party to dig in and try and retrieve it.
One such bizarre entity was found, but it wasn't found first by the research mites but by a much more reliable and critical device.

A few creatures have the ability to tunnel their way through individual realities, sometimes those creatures either left tunnels and holes between two or more realities well others stretched out to grasp at others, spreading roots to try and leave backups or to grow in power. The second one is referred to as 'roots' as opposed to the 'moles' tended to be of a concerning type. Roots often were a lot more destructive and potentially powerful resources than a mole, and when one was found it needed first a check of how deep it went. Normally these roots appear to only go down maybe 2-3 realities, but on this one occasion, nested inside of a Nebula Vis Curvus community on prime earth was a singular entity, stretched out into a second reality with the number expanding after only several weeks when such a process of expansion was only previously seen with time frames of decades if not centuries.

The extraction of this singular entity was raised as an immediate concern for the whole of the Leagellic organization, something with such an expansive level of rooting its way through dimensions meant it was of great importance to see what its purpose was and if it could help forward their goals.
Within three days they had it within their possession, but not without major losses in the form of spent warps, the sole resource of the god machine of the Leagallows.

The project required several warps of unprecedented effort. With these warps generated from the main operative system of all Leagellic projects, they altered the past for a single individual that would by chance brush past an entity infinitely more powerful than he could comprehend.
Although these warps had nothing to do with making sure he would be left unharmed.



AM
They first attempted to contain Qualm, although its incredibly fragile existence made it impossible for a warp to be used to store them, although where he was headed was a place that could possibly inhabit him, so with a warp they sent the subject into a time snap, thirteen years in the past.
Upon arrival at the designated workspace, the subject was immediately set into sedation.
Tests were run to see if they could develop his body into a proper storage unit for the new NVC, and they determined as long as he was left alive they would be capable of doing so.

A human's soul has unique traits about it, with an indeterminate origin of power. Within the deepest recesses of such a source, there can be found a crystalline network of atomic proportions laced across the body. Within this spiderweb of ethereal matter is a large series of small symbolic shapes from an entity that has long since been forgotten, leftover fragments of possibly divine origin and potential.
Humans, although a majority are unaware, have an innate ability to warp reality, but these key points remain untouched in general cases. Through the movement of another higher entity that's been giving the Leagellic company some issues determining its origin and purpose as well can hear people when something draws its attention like very strong emotions. Sounds like bell chimes draw the attention of the otherworldly source before it holds itself near the human and watches. Resulting in a gentle stream of vaguely divine potential pouring through this network and influencing events around them.
Miracles? Sometimes the warps reveal themselves as miracles, some people can only view the touch of an eldritch entity as a curse as sometimes other things start to appear, things from beings long since put asleep or banished into the deep ethereal. When touched by something of such an incredibly incomprehensible nature that may result in more of this force being distributed through the possessor, meaning more such things can exist more easily around them.
This crystalline network works akin to a filter, the ability to process incomprehensible amounts of energy and filter it without resulting in the eruption of change through a human when they draw the attention of this greater source.
Now a human body unchanged still wouldn't be primed enough for accepting such an intense amount of energy, so they started working on a way to develop it into a finer cell.

It wasn't long before they concluded the usage of cells for a cell, the implantation of demonic flesh and angelic bone transplants would be effective, as long as they could adjust the environment the host body would be in.
Wrapped in what appeared to be silver bandages after a very brief surgery adding in the implanted cells, the body of Takuma Pellegrino was then set to be stored under the care of a 6th divisionist, the greatest healers came from this division, all dedicated to the god Etrabapta, childless all mother. To adjust the subjugation of growth of each infectious implanted cell cluster they were required to place the body in various environments.
Reports unfolded of course of many destinations for several years, some even among our well-known prime earth. The notes of the bandaged man resting peacefully in odd locations were like an urban folk tale, a horror story of a being that would strangle people in bandages if they woke it up. Among many supernatural reporting sites images of a bandaged arm hanging limply from rafters a dozen feet off the ground in the dead of night above someone who claims to suffer from a curse, resting with its face in a ditch on the side of a road across from a long abandoned mental asylum, standing alone within the deep catacombs of France.
Many shots leaked of this thing both intentionally and unintentionally when it was too distant to be identified, but all would be dismissed as setup or nothing to worry about.
Even in a world of wonders, the memetic psionic message burrowed like worms in the minds of those viewing the images and watching the videos of this thing moving ever so slowly with a shambling gentle hum of static possessing the audio.
Doubt, the fuel for something nonexistent to thrive.

Within these spots of immense energy that ran deep with many veins of the magical body, Takuma started to have the supernatural implants begin to overtake underneath the wrappings, the slow progressive stages of destroyed and regenerated flesh, purple electrical streaks of decay running across skin and bones stuck with harrowing needles of divine living metals zigzagging internally.
Nutrients were distributed in states of rest, injections were fed through thin lines, and electrical fields were spent into relaxed tissue turning tight to simulate motion and exercise. The unliving body still grew slowly, awaiting the day of the strike.



BATTERY
The body that was unwrapped and placed in a white jumpsuit that was outfitted for other prisoners wasn't the same as it was when it was first placed in the enchanted cloth.
Older despite not living another day since he was taken in, Takuma Pellegrino was now a changed individual. The last tests were done, a final dissection and reassembly of the body to determine if everything was changed, which all ran to plan. This was a day of great elation to everyone involved, finally, all that hard work determining fields of power where done, leaving and caring for the barely conscious body that threatened to turn into a monster of immense capability was all behind them.
The last part of the project was to place the body of the current Takuma Pellegrino where the one that would be rapidly taken into the past was. Again, a success, the body was placed in a static pose through telekinetic force to replicate the originals. With a snap, flash, and crash, everything was in place as it should be. Warped, absorbed, and then warped again into the awaiting containment room nearby God's office. Snap, stuck, and spun before a projection was cast down back to earth.
To the researchers, it was like looking at a distorted view, two people with a slight resemblance to one another began moving in unison, breathing in unison, and screaming in unison upon the bizarre sensation that would immediately set into the body. One stood within the control room, well the other, projected version still appeared as that young man from thirteen years ago.

It was sudden, but the result of the projected energy coming from an entity with such a powerful dig into more than a single dimension, leeching away at the expansion of each separate realities expanding universe.
The ever-important number, the determined warps per unit counter was ticking explosively. Initially, everyone around started to become excited, it appeared like he could support an entire additional 1% to the speed. An immense amount for a single individual to supply especially when it was gathered in a minutes time.
Cheers erupted but quickly grew quiet as they saw it still was going strong and appeared the counter wasn't stopping.
A second brief shout of praise at the God machine's most recent feat erupted, 4%, it's starting to become one of the most potent units they have ever kept before. Although they didn't anticipate this much they still showed only excitement.
Explosive excitement, screams of elation. The unit has hit a 10% increased speed to the entirety of the warps per unit measurement. The largest number recorded was an additional 15%, they anticipated the record would never be broken.
A rush of shock, and a quiet sort of intense disbelief. 20% and counting, this already broke the record and nobody could mention how much that would advance everything in their organization, currently, they were starting to become afraid, if this thing didn't slow down anytime soon it may result in the destruction of its cell.
45% hit and left, the contained specimen of unknown ownership of the body was starting to release a vivid aura of energy, and divination focus points started to become distorted when viewing the interior cell. Dwarven nullified units have been requested and got warped into the cell to attempt to contain their rampaging power cell.
60% has been surpassed, and all responding nullifiers have been rapidly torn apart from streaming energy. The interior paneling has started to change or become damaged, it's been determined by the divination division of the 7th that the Nebula Vis Curvus was rapidly gathering more dimensions in its grasp and thus its power was exceeding expectations, well it would eventually level out that point was going to take even longer. No estimated time could be reliably relayed to the 1st division officers priming the nullification field to send a pulse into his cell.
80% accelerated warp has been passed, nullification field mitigating only a light amount of the outgoing energy stream, attempts to cease absorption denied by God, to prevent further collapse of the interior of it's cell the hard decision to disable all other nullification fields has been granted in order to fire one concentrated wave to see if it grants any additional effects.
110% cleared, several high-priority subjects escaped their cells. The mitigation seemed to halt the accumulation of energy, everything was still all personnel working overtime to attempt and repair the damage and get additional nullification power active, the main division officer objected that it was all worthwhile, seeing as despite the nullified reducing energy output it still was holding a steady number.
215% was generated when it was revealed the counter was failing, and slowly that number continued to grow, with each slow ping it started to grow faster. God has been forced to take measures into their own hands at this point.





The pulsating separate plates surrounding Takuma were teeming with life. All this energy was attempting to be siphoned from his body and through the surfaces within his holding unit. Spirits started to sprout from the panels and overtake their nature of them. Flames started to burst from the normally inflammable material, some started to turn into a strange purple mist, more grew life and more began to crawl. Everything around his was spawning into a chaotic possessed mess of spirits and the concepts of everything around him.
Mechanical limbs stretched out from behind destroyed paneling to attempt to seize or restrain him in some manner, only to be caught stuck in place and shattered into hundreds of minuscule shards from frothing spirits of destruction. Forms of telekinetic energy meant to lift mountains and uproot them from the ground started to work their way around his body, only to be shattered by spirits representing a free nature unbound by anything.

The room around him started to warp, everything around him flying distant as he was stuck floating in the air, hurtling through a room that expanded from within. The counter outside of his unit's marred walls flashed a 350% across the screen and still counted upwards.

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Everything around him felt wrong.
Tripping over his own feet Takuma was sprawled over the ground, the burning sensation in his hand and the electrical buzz that registered itself through his bones were starting to become volatile. He screamed because he didn't know what that was or if he was dead, if he died then could he scream? That was sorted out, but was he still dying from the electricity?
Around him harsh lights started to flicker, he swore he was seeing things from possible damage to his brain from the lightning strike.
Attempting to get up with a scramble he crashed to the ground again, the weight was unbearable in a brief wave that washed over his body before leaving him. Then all of a sudden he felt like he was falling, starting to curl up he couldn't tell what was going on, but he kept a careful note regarding how lightning strikes make you lose balance.

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God grew fearful.
Within the immense expanse of this created empty realm, the energy output was still growing, and without a plan to stop it from before that left one option.
The chance to find a second NVC like this one was very low, but it was never 0. If in order to save itself it had to erase the other. With a single point and a declaration, God denied the existence of Liva Upp and Takuma Pellegrino. the entity in the center of this vast expanse flickered with a shine of hundreds of little stars once before nothing remained except God's recollection of its existence.

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Takuma's heart seemed to skip a beat before finding it didn't want to beat one more time.
Face pressed immediately to the grass underneath him right beside the singular tree, hands sprawled out and fingers growing numb.
It all seemed to feel so cold so fast, he didn't know if he had time to consider this was what dying felt like.
Everything around him spun rapidly before it went into a slow float, left to hang suspended in the vast emptiness as a few hundred stars glimmered out of sight.
He felt like he was stuck underwater, but his lungs didn't despair for air but exhaled a final static breath as each individual piece of his body started to flicker and die.
His eye although drifting sleepily together, started to twitch as erupting from his mind a vivid feeling arose within.
He started to inhale, drawing in stardust cast around him that appeared to be in his own stupefied state of rapid deprivation of thought nothing more than brief glimmers of the other side. The body started to reach out, numbness leaving and feeling returning with arms starting to reach out, forming from the gathering dust and energy until it started to finally form a compact body. As his form regenerated, his heart beat a single time now only fuelled by both what some would say was a miracle and others the nature of humans' indomitable soul.

Defiance of his own undoing.

"I don't want to die."

'where am i':

-Physical-
1. Reaction
2. Endurance
3. Agility
4. Strength

-Mental-
1. Awareness
2. Willpower
3. Intelligence
4. Empathy


Definition of a vessel - Takuma is a vessel to a very special Nebula Vis Curvus, one that has infinite energy stored within its impossible form, and with him becoming the host for this entity his physiology has been slowly shifting. Takuma generates an impossible amount of 'energy', vague in the sense that it covers any and all sorts of 'energy'.  It comes into play when someone attempts to drain energy from him, if it is intended to hinder him he will appear unaffected. If it is a direct attempt at sealing away or preventing the use of his powers, he seems unaffected. If someone is attempting to copy, or directly drain him and use his power on themselves or into a device, the 'drainer' will receive an incredible backlash, potentially destroying the item or knocking out the attacker.

Ergokinetic sensations[permission based] - With Liva Upp's connection to spirits, a composite force of the universe that can build up anything around him, he is granted the ability to easily break apart everything that an object is made up of and lacks, quickly able to determine what exactly builds it up so he can respond accordingly in however he sees fit. This sense can detect objects much beyond his own ability to see them, with a range based on the scale of his 'Overwhelming flow' ability.
From the amount of information that enters and leaves his body, Takuma has a near-instant reaction time mainly based on his current level of attention to the world around him.

Infusion - Liva Upp grants Takuma the ability to access an endless supply of energy, with the main focus on spirits. Using spirits Takuma is capable of projecting them into the environment to perform just about any task on a scale associated with his 'Overwhelming flow' ability. A bright and colorful torrent of separate entities, Takuma can add spirits into an object to alter the properties that build it up or to replace them, transmuting all forms of matter and energy that he should be capable of perceiving. Normally undoable due to the number of spirits needed to alter an object or to manifest phenomena into a physical medium, his endless access allows him to easily manifest matter and energy.
Even spirits that may be too insignificant to work can easily be overcharged and given substantial power that Takuma still controls, It can be presumed he always has an active barrier surrounding him that will adjust to the world accordingly.
The durability of the object he is affecting usually determines how easily he can alter it.

Overwhelming flow - Takuma can rapidly grow in power based on how much he wishes to release control to his more primal state of Liva Upp. With ranges and levels of emission ranging from a few miles and being able to warp industrial metals with ease. Reaching the long-lost state of Liva Upp, where he begins being able to weave star-sized amounts of spiritual energy to alter an entire planet with the ability to sense within the solar system around him.
Although, all abilities to reach higher points of power tend to be reliant on how much the God machine allows him to release.


Destiny Blind - Sometimes, Takuma cannot detect people, these individuals are glitches in destiny, individuals with a powerful sense of purpose or simply purpose so great it's almost like the universe revolves around them... This makes his super senses permission-based.

Prisoner - Currently Takuma is unable to interact with the world around him, but he is slowly awakening.


The Unity Vessel: The best definition for Takuma's physical form, a union of demonic flesh and angelic bones all infecting a previously human body.
This acts like a normal human body as far as he knows.


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