[INITIATE] the key-word in this new rule they have created in this world. Some worlds have managed, some laws, some ghosts, cryptids, special particles...each world can have something unique to them.
"Consciousnesses can be attacked directly using emotions as strength" that was the thesis of this new power which Hamar and Hou had chosen to impart onto this world.
Using one's consciousness, a battle could be enacted which in the end would do damage to only the consciousness. It was a way to fight the very basis on one's self.
In this battle, a mindscape would be created which looked and felt identical to the real world, except which the power's drawn would be enacted with emotions as the fuel.
"INITIATE" they shouted mentally. Hou and Hamar's consciousness' activated, in an instant they had moved. A mindscape identical to the real world.
***
Zhou Tian used his Causality, "The sword is slippery due to the high altitude moisture, their hand slips." He proclaimed. The sword aimed at his neck fell out of their hands, due to his Causality yes...but also due to a change.
Hou, who had been fighting close by, and his opponents fell. Not downwards, but limp. As if they had fallen asleep, the three became defenceless.
Zhou Tian's opponent was the first to notice, hence along with his Causality they dropped the sword. They had to decide whether to protect their comrades or attack Hou; both defenceless.
It did not matter.
They shot towards Hou, friendship and camaraderie was useless. Only the end mattered, and once they kill the creators of this True World they would have a better chance at escaping...they had been trapped within that False World long enough, they wouldn't allow themselves to be trapped within a True one.
"He is asleep and defenceless, a single punch is enough to kill them." They whispered to their Causality.
"Oh no you don't!" Zhou Tian shouted and swiped his hand, he tried to use his laws. But the world had changed already, no longer did it work on similar principles to the False World.
He changed his plan, "a gush of wind causes their hit to miss" and so it did, he made his way to Hou and placed him on his back.
Zhou Tian's eyes flashed behind his opponent, two identical figures float lifelessly. 'What did you do?' he thought, shaking Hou while hoping he awakes.
***
Inside Hou's mindscape, he and his two identical opponents continue their bout seamlessly from before they had entered.
Only Hou realised where they were, to the figures nothing had changed. This was his advantage, before they figured out how the world worked, they could not fight.
But...Hou, too, did not know. He had placed the outline, but it was to the Sea of Worlds to grant the power. Emotions would grant power, but he did not know HOW they did, what powers they granted.
Hou breathed heavily, 'So we're still floating...does it maintain whatever state we were while in the real world?' he thought.
'Anger' Hou said the word in his mind, he tried to conjure the emotion to himself. He thought of those times he had seen someone that caused anger to well.
He opened his eyes, flames engulfed his fists. Trying to shift his attention, the flames moved lightly.
'So anger creates flames that can be moved across my body?' he started moving towards his two enemies.
They tried to use their Causality, trying to summon a sword. Nothing happened. Calmly, the two of them kicked off eachother's bodies and dodged Hou's quick approach.
'What if it's like Laws and Causality, if it depends on my own thoughts. To me Anger is like a flame, but what if I thought it to be like raging waters?' Hou lampooned, but as he tried to shift his internal schema and nothing shifted; only the flames dimmed as his fake Anger subsided.
"Happiness" he muttered aloud. His memories turned to days with his family, they were still alive. Some of them. Hamar was protecting them, they were alive and that made him happy.
A smile appeared, he opened his eyes and he quickly turned his head to one of the opponents. He dashed in the air, launching a fist towards them.
The opponent, however, didn't dodge. Instead, they used their vague blurry body and fought hand-to-hand. They were proficient, even more so than Hou, and they noticed so.
They pushed further, bam! Right hook! Left jab! They pushed Hou back, behind him the other opponent too got into stance.
'What does it do!?' he shouted to himself, happiness was being drawn but instead nothing happened that he could tell. As it continued, his happiness turned to frustration.
Anger and frustration were similar emotions, especially in the situation he was in. Hou's fists enlarged slightly. His skin turned from a multi-coloured galaxy into one tinted only with red.
Blood pumped through his body, he could hear it sloshing in his ear. Suddenly, it was like his opponent had slowed.
"Left jab" he muttered, and moved his head out of the way, he moved around the opponent and launched a couple of small jabs to their side.
Each punch, made their way through the opponents body with a strength unlike what he had felt previously.
With his strength though comes not frustration, pride filled his bones. His 'muscles' dropped and the opponent he had been pummeling tuned quickly, launching a counter.
The pride he had felt, it still burnt before he recognized his beating. Hou's fingers tightened around something, a sword formed within his mind.
He swung it upwards, it cut into the opponent, but time had passed. The other one he was fighting had appeared behind him and pulled the sword form his hand.
As it left his grip, it turned to smoke. The opponent he had slashed held their side, they 'peered' upwards, even without eyes Hou could tell.
Pain and Disgust. The figure felt an emotion well inside themselves. And with that emotion, they felt a power they could not recognize.
Saliva filled their mouth, they spat it towards Hou. It was green and toxic, emitting a foul smell. As it flew to the air, Hou too felt Disgust.
A green shield formed where he would have felt the contact of the bile that was shot towards him, it fell to the surface and the shield's material bubbled!