Wyvios attempted to attack back, taking ahold his third blade and colliding it with his 'Sun', creating a massive sword of light in its place. He wasn't even able to reach behind himself, his body already tarnished by the monster in his system. He could see branches began to stick out of him, carrying over smaller creatures amidst them: A Dragon below and an Eagle above. His body was becoming a tree, bound by its branches that breached through his muscles. He'd try to use the clay to break it off and expel the branches, but not only do they grow back and forged themselves deeper in his muscles, they were starting to drain him for his energy, markings being embedded on the branches as the 'sun' dissipated away.
He was having his energy siphoned from the monsters within him.
He takes a drastic approach, focusing on Harvard as he plans to drop his body down, curving it and splintering the branches so as to let the third blade swing and hit him. As it connects, the Cursed Child was quick to warp his body around, another monster invading in his own, quickly melting down his body into a liquid mass, trailing upwards and using the beasts buried inside to expel out. Tomberry and Yggdras were fused without knowing, with one taking the very roots themselves, and the other utilizing the roots and branches to become Yggdrasil itself, the World Tree. The Dragon and Eagle began to bicker as soon as they make contact, rushing across Wyvios' body and re-enacting their events, destroying the area around him, ruining his body further. The tree within began to spill sap, slowly forming into wings and claws respectively the more got leaked. The longer the tree remains damaged and leaking, the more such creatures from within the tale of Yggdrasil come up and control that very tree. In the Morningstar's case, to forever be battled on until the body gives in. Enraged, he attempts to bring forth the sun again, timing himself when it came to such breaks to Harvard's ascent in an effort to stunt him off.
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Immediately as he tried to bring the sun, it cracked. Heads of Dragons emerging from the broken ball of light, diving down and biting into the crown itself, melting the flesh tethered away, melting the metal and letting it dribble and burn the body further. Screams of agony were heard, as he was left to watch on Zazel take advantage of such a state, reaching through and piercing into the Contract proper, an attempt to save Mawkin from the Morningstar. Alas, because of the damage left behind by Sozo, and because of Wyvios forcing it as his personal shield, all that the Dhampir was left was a mere mass of goo, a mass that bubbled and writhed in pain. The Angel couldn't help but be sorrowful, petting it by its head, letting it properly take position to rest. "Be not afraid... You are forgiven. I'm sorry you were forced to take upon this stance..." He'd whisper, a soothing voice to calm and rest the poor creature, before finally euthanizing it, taking its life with one stab to the head, the Contract properly burned up, leaving only with Wyvios'. The Morningstar was desperate to try and scatter his flesh as straw in order to make it feel the same pain, but as it washed over the Prismatic Angel, nothing happened. The Magic that once belonged to the Dhampir was gone, his third style disappearing along with.
"You see now what I mean?" Jesta asked, as he watched Sozo be next to take advantage, casting his Canvas once more, catching the Morningstar's body again, ready to take that swipe, as he watched the tree inside him, from the roots and branches, to the beasts that inhabit it, all direct it towards the Contract. Wyvios attempts to break free and cast something, but was immediately dispelled by Harvard, a Spell Breaker passively shone by the Sun, slowly destroying the Fallen Angel's body apart with every bated breath. "With what you have done, you essentially rose my personal Hero into a figure beyond legend. His body has converted any essence of energy into the Codex Machina itself. He IS the Codex Machina. Any spell is now a passive, any monster he can summon freely wherever. His body, mind, soul, and even the concept of his existence cannot be removed anymore. He IS the Stone too heavy to lift."
"There has to be SOMETHING! PLEASE! ANYTHI-"
"You're not listening. Harvard is no longer allowed in the Book of Numbers. Because of him becoming the Codex Machina itself... Death is no longer something he has. Death doesn't exist to him anymore. So many souls are buried in that tiny heart of his, all of them layered over one after another, covering one's flaws if they existed. With those layers, with the Afterlife forbidding him from ever crossing... I can't help you. He cannot be removed. If a 'God' like you proudly proclaim yourself to be is willing to push him in this state, you can no longer lift him. This applies to ANYONE that pushes him to this limit. They become the being that can no longer lift the Stone. Do you understand now?" Silence, as Wyvios already began to feel the ink already touch his Contract, already slowly disappearing away, as the Devil prepares his Judgement.
"Please....."
"You're up against a demon turned angel, a monster that Death can't be applicable to anymore, and a man with immortality akin to Sun Wukong. Whatever I am willing to offer you would not match the volume of how royally screwed you are, my friend! I don't have ANYTHING that could suffice being a solution for this problem. I'm not omnipotent like you. You believed yourself to be God, correct? Surely, you have a solution to this yourself, right? You have SUCH good ideas, after all." Mockery, all while he donned that wide grin in that mask. Jesta was smiling, laughing even, not at the poor souls below. It was at the Morningstar. History has been repeated, where the Archangel pushed too close to the top, and fell when it mattered most. "Our Contract has been severed, my friend. Judgement awaits you. What I will say, however, is that you have become my most interesting foil I have ever worked with. While you fall to hell, I want you to know you have my gratitude. Thank you."