#lain valhalla

[psychedelic-nya]

beyburst dump

[kazumahashimoto]

picked this weird fucking cat out of the new york sewers now he's asking me to go in the mcdonald's playplace

[beybladeninja]

Now for the edgy blader with a soft spot for animals!

Here's Lain!

Lain is the God of Doomsday. As the patron of the apocalypse, he is a surprisingly very serious god. His simple presence demands respect and fear from everyone in the room, causing them to practically trip over themselves to avoid bringing his catastrophic wrath.

As said in the previous chapter, Phelix is the God of Destruction, but even he has his limits. He can only destroy physical things, not ideas, not concepts. He cannot destroy reality itself. That's where Lain comes in. His power can destroy everything - physics, reality, and, eventually, the universe. No plant, human, animal, galaxy, or god is safe from his reach.

It's because of this power that he is considered the darkest of the Dark Gods, with his very name being enough to send a shiver of fear down the spine of any deity. Even Phelix and the Princes of Chaos, the Gods of Destruction, Darkness, and Monsters, respectively, shudder when even a slight mention of him is brought up in conversation.

Because his power is so feared, constraints were placed upon it long ago. He has one role and is expected to stick to it.

For a hundred million years, he sort of "hibernates" at the center of the universe. When the years are up, he wakes up and ventures out into the far reaches of the universe to see what has transpired during his slumber. If he likes what he sees, he'll return to where he came from and go back into his hibernation for another hundred million years. But if he finds more than a few things that he dislikes, he'll deem the reality a failure and bring about its destruction - in other words, its doomsday. Then, using the remaining ashes of the universe, he sets the wheels into motion to create the next reality, then goes back into his hundred million year sleep.

Surprising? It should be. He's done it twice already, and you most likely had no idea.

Since he's also associated with recreation and rebirth, several apocalyptic cults are based around him. They pray and offer sacrifices (both animal and human) in an attempt to wake him from his slumber so that he can make the universe anew.

Luckily for everyone else, he's too far away for him to hear their prayers...

It could be something monumental that has him deciding not to destroy the universe, or it could be something small and simple. There's a myth that he was once on the verge of destroying reality, but was stopped by the tender eyes of an adorable hedgehog. He unfortunately decided not to bring it back to the center of the universe with him, unable to bring himself to subject an innocent creature to an eternal slumber.

All deities are destroyed when Lain remakes the universe, as new concepts will be created in the next reality, which will come with new deities. The only gods he can't destroy are heavenly siblings Pri and Pax, the Gods of Balance and History respectively. They both have essential roles, no matter what universe they're in. Once Lain sets the new reality into motion, Pri must ensure that everything comes to fruition in order for life to form. Pax must detail both the destruction of the old universe and the creation of the new universe in his endless book - he is the only one in existence who has complete knowledge of every reality that ever existed.

The three deities have worked hand in hand since the very first reality, seeing the death of one and the birth of another. It's not an easy job, but they know that they're the only ones to do it.

What do you think of God Lain?

And get out your team spirit, because the Comets are up next!

To keep the list going, who do you want to see as a god next?

[snowboyclarkov]

Tragic Burst Antagonists

The results changed hands a few times. Gwyn took an early lead for his growing subconscious friend-based obsession with Dante and his descent into full mental breakdown, but then Pax with his arm injury and the mental trauma of having to give up everything that he held onto for years held command for the majority of the poll time. In the last hour, Shu it seems edged the most recent of antagonists out. No wonder. The guy even got possessed by his own bey and put through unethical mad science. Lain and his Flare-fuelled identity crisis also got a vote in. As usual, my vote doesn't matter. I went for Pax.

Results:

Shu Kurenai - 5 votes

Pax Forsythe - 3 votes

Gwyn Reynolds - 2 votes

Lain Valhalla - 1 vote

[idontthinkimokaymentally]

Hello there Lain Valhalla fans.

[beybladeburstzenith]

I've noticed I haven't been posting as much so here are some doodles I did

these are part of the Au

[saph-writes]

Cleaning out my files and found this unfinished WIP~

I don't think I'll ever finish it, but I actually still like it so here yall go. Its basically an idea of some of the beyburst cast going on vacation. Wanted to write SKtrio so there's some interactions between them too. Its a few months old, like I think I wrote it in july or august, so its a bit rusty.

anyways enjoy :D

Words: 1454

Hyuga raced ahead on the sidewalk, bouncing in each step with a bag in hand. He waved his hand over his head to the other two still lagging behind and cupped the other around his mouth.

“Come on guys we’re almost there!”

Even with the sun beating down on the sand-infested concrete, it didn’t seem to affect his beaming smile and energetic bouncing steps as he raced by parking lot.

 Before they knew it, Hyuga was out of sight, and Hikaru was running right behind him.

“Wait up, I wanna see too!!”

With that, he disappeared as well, accidentally dropping a bag behind him. It made a plop as it hit the stone sidewalk.  

Lane looked at the abandoned backpack and sighed. He picked it up, tossing it over the many others slung over his shoulder.

He mumbled under his breath. “Why did I agree to this?”

Still lugging forward, Lane walked forward until he eventually found where they stopped, right in front of a pay machine in front of the entrance. Hyuga was already tapping buttons while Hikaru was squinting at the words right next to it.

“I think it says we have to press-“

“It’s not doing anything!” Hikaru turned and was horrified to see Hyuga pushing every button he could see.

“Hyuga! Don’t just start pushing buttons! We have to see what they mean first." He put his hand in front of the keys. Hyuga frowned.

“They don’t make any sense! I’m just seeing what works.”

"And what if you mess something up, what then?!"

"I won’t! Don't be such a worrywart!!."

"ME-?!"

By this point, Lane already caught up them and saw a clear view of the brothers at each other necks. Unamused, he went over to see the commotion.

"What are you two arguing about now?" he said, with a slight tinge of annoyance in his voice. They whipped their heads around.

"WE'RE NOT ARGUING!”

Lane glared at them and then towards the machine sitting in front. It had a keypad with two extra buttons on the sides and fine text to the left. It looked fairly modern; unlike the ones they’re typically used back home.

"Uh-huh, move over, let me see." Hikaru and Hyuga begrudgingly moved away, allowing for Lane to carefully inspect the weird tech. At the same time, a certain brown hedgehog popped out of one of the bags’ pockets and hopped on his shoulder to look, seeming to be studying the text too.

He stayed quiet.

“YOU DON’T KNOW EITHER.” Hyuga loudly accused. Lane scoffed.

“That’s ridiculous, of course I know! Its… uh-“

Hikaru crossed his arms in annoyance.

“This is pointless, let’s just wait for the Valt and the others, he was the one who drove us here anyways, this is his job.” Hyuga turned his head from its original spot over Lane’s shoulder.

“And how long will that take?”

 Hikaru contemplated. Initially, they were all planning to head into the sandy beach together, after driving for what seemed like hours. It was Valt’s idea naturally, suggesting that they all get a break from training, so it wasn’t long before invites were thrown left and right.

The crew ended up being him, Hyuga, Lane, Valt, Free, Rantaro, Ranjiro, and Aiger.

With 8 people to go, they had to use two cars to drive them all to the destination, with Valt and Free being the two separate drivers.

When they got there, Valt admitted to having forgot to bring sunscreen, and said that he would walk to a nearby store to buy some. Free agreed to come with, wanting to buy snacks and drinks, and Rantaro as well, to get a new bag. For some reason, his had gotten completely soaked on the way there. Aiger and Ranjiro tagged along to use the restroom.

That left Hikaru, Hyuga, and Lane to enter the beach.

“They shouldn’t take too long.” Hikaru looked around the parking area. It was fairly big, with many rows of vehicles lined up on each side. Beyond that were the strips of stories dedicated to various things, mainly beach wear, but there were also a few restaurants and cafés, and the unusually out of place grocery store at the very end.

“It’s not too far, we can just wait nearby.” Lane stood up straight and glanced around the endless rows of buildings sitting around them.

“We’ll enter one of the restaurants and sit there. You can text them or something, tell em we’re waiting.” Hyuga slumped, turning longingly at the sandy hills and crashing waves. Hikaru took notice and placed a hand on his shoulder.

“We’ll be there soon, how long can they take?”

Hyuga looked up and put on a smile.

“Okay... But I’m choosing the restaurant!”

“In your dreams, that’ll be me.”

“Nu-uh Me!”

“I’m choosing it.” Hikaru and Hyuga turned to glare at Lane, who was already on his way. They chased after him.

“And why is that?!”

“Because I’m the more capable of the three of us.” He turned and smirked at the clearly riled up Hyuga, with Hikaru not to far behind him.

“That’s not true, I’m plenty capable!”

“Yea, what he said!”

“Come on I wanna pick!!”

“I said no- HEY GET OFF.”  By this point, Lane’s patience had run out, the very little he had for being low energy from the long car ride. Hyuga had grabbed on his sleeve, and was now tugging it like a spoiled kid.  

“I. WANNA. PICK!”

“WHAT PART ABOUT NO DID YOU NOT GET?!” He yanked his arm as much as he could, but it wasn’t budging. Despite being significantly shorter, the runt still clung like a parasite. To make matters worse, Hikaru seemed to have joined in too, tugging even harder until he could barely keep his balance. The bags on his shoulder didn’t help either. Which gave him an idea.

Lane threw a pack on the floor. For a moment, Hyuga and Hikaru got distracted by the thud. That gave him enough time. He snatched his arm away and bolted for the sidewalk, not bothering to turn back. Stunned, Hikaru was the first of the two to notice.

“HE’S GETTING AWAY.”

Hyuga blinked. “HEY!”

They bolted right after him. Lane cursed under his breath as he heard them not too far behind.

“TRY AND TUG ME NOW RUNTS, YOU CAN’T-”

That only got Hyuga even more riled up. “I’LL SHOW YOU WHO’S A RUNT!”

“OH REALLY NOW?”

“JUST YOU WAIT I’LL SHOW YOU!”

“I’D LIKE TO SEE YOU TRY- “

“WHAT THE-“

“ACK-“

CRASH

While turning the corner, Lane had run straight into Aiger and Ranjiro, who were just barely making their way back. He snapped back.

“HEY WATCH IT.”

“WHAT- YOU RAN INTO US!” Ranjiro shouted back.

“LANE!!” The three of them turned as Hyuga ran straight into Lane, sending them both to the ground. Aiger and Ranjiro looked down as Lane struggled to get Hyuga off him, but he wasn’t going so easily. “TAKE BACK WHAT YOU SAID!”

“Aiger! Cap’n!” Another turn revealed Hikaru running towards them, with the abandoned pack in hand. By now, the two boys were very confused.

“Hikaru, what’s goin’ on?” Aiger side-eyed the pair on the floor as Lane tried to get back up, only for Hyuga to pull him down again. Despite being clearly preoccupied, Hyuga answered back.

“HE DIDN’T LET ME PICK.”

“WHY SHOULD I? YOU’LL PROBABLY PICK MCDONALDS OR SOMETHING.”

“SO WHAT HUH? WHAT IF I DO?”

As the two continued bickering, Hikaru took the liberty of answering his question. “There’s a weird machine in the entrance, so we can’t enter.” He looked back and only now realized how far they ran. The entrance was on the completely other side of the parking lot, and they were at the second street corner out, a good 2 blocks away.

“It had like a weird keypad and some buttons.”

“Oh! It must be that thing Free told us about!” Ranjiro said. He turned over to Aiger, whose cogs were turning until a lightbulb shined on his face.

“Oh yea! He told us something like that. Like a pay machine? I don’t know, he said Valt was going to take care of it. Something about him having more brain cells.” He shrugged and crossed his arms.

“Oh.” Hikaru looked around. “Where are they?”

“Still shopping. Rantaro’s takin’ forever, so we left while we could.” Ranjiro said. “Too bad we left Valt and Free behind.” Aiger snickered.

“Yeah, sucks for them.”

Meanwhile

Valt: C’mon Honcho, the others are waiting for us.

Free: Yeah, just pick one and leave. I wanna eat...

Rantaro: SHH it needs to be PERFECT. Nothing less!

Free: … we’re never going to leave are we

Valt: haha..ha….

[rantalksalot]

NAURRRR honestly i just finished Sparking and the dynamic between Shu and Lean was the best thing ever like mmm that teacher and student dynamic slurping i love it so so much sorry Hyuga and Hikaru honestly I did not find them that interesting, but Sparking had really awesome moments and the consistent plot with Lean as somewhat of the antagonist was really good. Not to mention the return of so many past fan favourite characters was so so hype. Wish some of the characters that were in the manga (Delta , Phi, Zac, Daigo, Xander) also appeared in the anime though it's understandable

If anyone knows where i can read a translated version of the Beyblade Burst Manga do tell me thanks :D

[dinersaturn]

Hedgehog man with the spin-top goes cray cray

[lucielleflorauna]

I am incredibly livid that people don’t remember Naoki and Count Nightfell

Anyways did I tell you that I like Lain

[kazumahashimoto]

I JUST WANNA KILL FOR GOD'S SAKE

[thebrickdwarf]

The Kings-heap

Ingjald had never seen this part of the forest before. He had lost sight of the path because of the sudden mist and now he was lost. It was his birthday and so he was in a hurry to get back home. Even though he did not come from a wealthy family his parents always gave him something nice on his day.

Suddenly the mist cleared a little and Ingjald could see that he was in a clearing in the dim woods. In the center of the clearing was a heap of bones and skulls.. and gold! Gleaming like the sun despite the darkness and mist. There were many gold coins, also weapons and armor plated with gold. And on a skull atop the heap, a golden crown.

Before Ingjald could take a step towards the treasure, the mist in front of him become thicker and formed into a ghostly figure. Ingjald was not afraid. The elders had told many stories of ghosts and he had been thought that if he remained calm and polite the ghost would not harm him.

The ghost knew his name.

-Ingjald! Seven years have passed since your birth! As your birthday gift I offer you this sword. With this sword you will grow up to become the ruler of all the chieftains of the northern realm and you will lead them to glorious victories in lands further away than any raiding party have ever gone before! Yes, even lands far to the east and south that the traders speak of. Take this sword and with it win glory, honor and riches and above all, power!

Ingjald slowly reached out his hands towards the sword, mesmerized by the ghastly gleam along its edges.

-But there is one conditon! When your time in Midgard is over you will not depart to Valhalla, but return here to me with the sword. Here you shall then be lain atop the Kings-heap. Yes, you will become one with us, the conquerors of this world.

Ingjald hesitated for a brief moment. But then he quickly grabbed the sword. As he did the ghost became mist again. Ingjald looked at the sword in his hand. -What a birthday gift! My parents will be so surprised!

He knew the way home now, the trail had been close by all along, he could see it now that the mist had cleared. The memory of the ghost and the Kings-heap faded like the mist, like a dream that fades away as you wake up in the morning. But the sword was real, his birthday gift.

[captaintrips9]

I drew this little thing right before the latest chapter dropped, and now, with that out of the way, here’s the main show!

I fucking love this man and I’ve only known him for one chapter. He and Lain Valhalla are my bitchman and my bitchboy, respectively. Sebastián may be an asshole, but dammit, he’s OUR asshole!

Beautiful. Perfect. Majestic. Look at the details on our boy's clothing I literally can't uuuugh it all looks so good!!!

[snowboyclarkov]

The Final Boss of Beyblade Burst

An incorrect reading of this comic someone made in what I believe the native languages of the bladers are. I did not make this comic.

Likely bad translation by Google Translate is likely bad. This is for fun.

Incorrect English Translation:

Lui: The final boss of Beyblade Burst... it's obvious I'm the only one!

Free -> No, it's me.

Phi -> I am sure you are wrong.

Gwyn -> Utilizing logic, the result: it's me.

Lain -> You all burn with my Flare, the final boss is me!

Rashad -> The one who executes justice here is me!

Bel -> The final boss of this volume can only be the Demon King!

Incorrect Predicted Native Translation:

Lui -> Beiburēdobāsuto no saishū bosu wa…… mochiron ore dakeda!

Free -> No, soy yo.

Phi -> I am sure you are wrong.

Gwyn -> Gan ddefnyddio rhesymeg, y canlyniad: fi yw e.

Lain -> You all burn with my Flare, the final boss is me!

Rashad -> The one who executes justice here is me!

Bel -> Honpen no rasubosu wa maō nomi!

[post-hypernight]

Kepada Kesendirian

Langit kala itu segelap katun berkeabuan. Dedaunan berhasil jatuh dari ranting tertinggi pada setiap pohon, angin dalam beberapa detik enggan untuk berlaju lebih lamban. Di setiap jalan sempit yang susah untuk dihampiri, kucing-kucing lebih dulu mengetahui aroma apa yang mereka cium sehingga lebih dulu mengerti untuk apa-apa yang mereka akan lakukan sebelum hujan terlepas. Aku pulang lebih awal dari rentetan hari dimana penuh dengan perkuliahan dan turunanya, sebab jembatan runtuh dan lampu merah di setiap perempatan terdengar memanggilku berulang-ulang. Mendapatkan kabar bahwa nenek beberapa waktu kedepan mungkin tidak tertolong dengan bantuan konvensional.

Untuk setiap jalan yang aku laju dengan sedikit perhatian, aku melihat di sekitar bahwa setengah matahari tidak sepenuhnya terang, kabut menyelimuti sekitar dan beberapa bagian membuat aku membayangi kalau matahari semacam ini sama halnya saat nenek berada di dermaga, berpelukan hangat dalam seperkian menit untuk memberikan pesan bahwa perjalanan laut akan lebih dingin kepada ibuku. Aku menyaksikan tanpa pandangan yang cukup mengerti, mengapa mereka terbaring lama dengan tatapan yang tidak kabur satu sama lain dan selebihnya Ibuku pudar dari pandangan untuk tahun – tahun yang berat.

Rumah dipehuni kepala yang menunduk, berisikan ucapan baik semacam do’a dan pujian untuk nenek. Aku melihat, mata nenek masih memandangi sekitar dalam waktu yang singkat setiba aku datang. Entah dengan baik atau tidak, aku tidak tau persis kalau saja nenek akan menuju padang gurun, menembus langit yang aku tidak meyakini kalau batasnya lebih dari ku kira, dan menukik tajam pada halaman Valhalla atau tampias air dari Firdaus? Yang membuat aku lebih yakin sebentar lagi bahwa ibu akan mengajak nenek untuk tidak lagi melihat purnama yang cukup benderang seperti tadi malam, mereka satu sama lain akan bercengkerama lebih lama, mengusap raut pipi yang sama mudanya dan menggelar tiker di dekat telaga kausar.

Sementara itu aku tengah mengerjakan ukiran pada papan kayu kasar yang sedikit kehujanan dibersamai dengan gemuruh para tetangga yang hadir untuk mengucapkan istirja secara bersamaan. Sesuai pesan nenek: Hari akan hadir dalam rencana yang tidak akan terselesaikan, dimana setiap jiwa akan berlabuh untuk terakhir kalinya pada sandaran, kendaraan yang kita persiapkan akan jauh membawamu lebih mudah pada tempat yang kita selalu ceritakan. Kemudian, petir sama pecahnya pada ruangan yang bergejolak itu, tetesan air pipi semakin melesat berjatuhan, aku menghela nafas panjang lalu bersandar pada tembok bata yang tidak berhasil diselesaikan dengan cat dinding.

Petir jatuh menghantam langit dan menghasilkan bising yang menggema seperkian detik di lengang alam. Aku memikirkan bagaimana ucapan yang tepat untuk menghangatkanya. Sementara, bibir dan jari – jemarinya membiru serta kelopak mata semakin kencang itu mulai perlahan menutup dua bola mata yang masih sayu sedikit terbelalak. Jantungnya tidak berdetak lagi. Hadirnya mendadak padam untuk pertama kalinya.

Bibi ku masih menutup wajah dengan lengan, tangan kirinya mengusap kepala anaknya yang tidak tau apa yang dirasakan oleh ibunya. Ia gundah, suaminya masih terjebak kemacetan di jalan pulang selepas izin untuk lebih awal meninggalkan pekerjaan. Ku dapat sesekali air matanya tidak metes lagi, wajah merahnya tidak lagi bertambah dan derajat letak kakinya yang duduk sila pun perlahan mulai miring menunduk. Tidak butuh waktu lama, jenazah segera dikhidmatkan.

Hujan masih menderu kencang. Kilat petir datang berhamburan, aku mendengar gelak suara tangis orang salih bersahut-sahutan serupa ilalang di tengah lapang yang diterpa badai topan menyeluruh. Sore yang mendung ini adalah waktu yang baik memandikan sang mayit dengan gugur daun yang tumbuh kembang menutupi perkarangan halaman rumah kami. Sementara, teman-teman sebaya nenek mulai menerka waktu yang barangkali akan terjadi dalam waktu dekat tiap harinya. Mereka menorehkan kedua telapak tanganya melakukan sama persis seperti para tamu yang hadir, ucapan-ucapan sejuk mengalir dari rongga mulut dan terjatuh ke samping.

Satu hari sebelum dimandikan, nenek bangun dalam lelapku, genggam lentera di tangan yang sebelumnya gelap. Ia sadar sekelibat dari koma. Aku terpekur memandangi mata yang kian dipenuhi kesulitan melihat. Di ruangan yang penuh dengan cairan-cairan pembantu peredah rasa nyeri, aku benar-benar menangkap bahwa yakinku nenek terbangun di tengah malam saat aku bergantian untuk menjaga sebelum derai takdir yang tidak berpihak datang untuk mengganti rencana-rencana yang telah ku susun.

Di malam panjang yang kau bisikan kesepian, aku akan berhasil menyelesaikan pusaramu dengan keriuhan yang telah kau buat. Biarkan aku tetap menelusuri disetiap celah-celah jemari dinginmu dan melengkapkan rasa derita dan perih untuk mengetahui bagimana cara mengajari bahwa meratapi kesendirian adalah kematian itu sendiri.