It started with a crack. A small split in the seam of the fabric of reality. On one side was the inner chamber of the Heavenly Emporium. On the other a hellscape where only the strong survived. Two fingers pried at the seam, slipped through and pulled. The split became a tear and the tear became a wound. Anomalous weather began to leak through and several of the technicians that tended to the artificial gravity system became aware that something was off. The chamber was kept at a very specific temperature in order to avoid destabilizing the core. Even one degree of change should set off an alarm. Before anyone had time to react, the chamber was filled with an oppressive heat and then a bone-chilling cold. It was a distraction. An attempt to get them to panic while the hands wriggled their way into their world. Once a proper grip was had on the two sides of space-time, they were pulled open and a messy of long black hair flowed from the tunnel. The interloper fell head first into the ground but was able to shift their inertia to avoid touching the chamber's floor.
It was a girl. A gothic girl. A rather pale gothic girl to be specific. She was floating upside-down when she tumbled into this world but she quickly righted herself. She floated towards the shadows of the chambers and suprisingly few noticed her. The technicans, engineers and guards were too busy trying to get the temperature under control. The floating trespasser clung to the shadows of the walls and rose to the ceiling. She hid among the pipes as she waited for her mother to enter this plane of reality.
Using the gaping hole, a second trespasser pushed her way into the chamber. This time, the invasion was noted by several of the elite guard. The woman stood at an impressive height and she had long white hair, black lips and was covered in skintight black pants and an top that appeared to be a cross between a gown and a crop top. An arrogant smiled was etched on her face as the chamber went on red alert. The invader did not rush to silence them. They could not stop what was coming.
"Oh my...I think we've gotten lost Chiheisen. Perhaps these nice humans will show us the way out"
Occupation: Inter-dimensional Fugitive, Arms-Dealer, and Mercenary
The woman's daughter floated down from the shadows and positioned herself behind her mother. The glowing red eyes, long black hair and deadened expression was a giveaway as to her identity. She was older, stronger and more sure of herself but she'd always be a victim of human cruelty. The child who had been the subject of one of the most daring raids of the century. Chiheisen Ōtsutsuki's face soured into a pout and in that moment all hell broke loose. The guards of the Heavenly Emporium were pitted against two aliens who were renegades even by the standards of their own kind. They never stood a chance. Merryweather dissected their defenses, crushed them with weather that was not of this world and left little as remainds. Chiheisen, far from being the girl that the world had once known, summoned the strength of many other selves. Some in similar places and positions to where she was now and others on adventures far away from this one. The pair demolished the internal security forces and set to work de-activating its barriers and defenses from the inside out.
The chamber was buried under many miles of rock, fuuinjutsu and barriers. Many of the engineers that had worked on the Blood Prison's anti-teleportation techniques. It was this magic that had kept Menza and others from using the Flying Thunder God Technique to teleport into the Heavenly Emporium's inner sanctum. Unfortunately, Chiheisein's power was something else entirely. It wasn't even classified by the Ōtsutsuki themselves. Merryweather had specifically chosen her father and had bred her daughter to be the skeleton key that she needed. Once all the defenses had been disabled, Merryweather laid down some FTG tags and had teleported Menza's minions inside. From there, they began to take control of the gravity well. It would be useful to them for what was to come next.
In the minutes, hours and days leading up to the aforementioned infiltration, Society spies had broken into the Heavenly Emporium. Many were living amongst the people as non-descript tradesman and entertainers. However, they all harbored a lethal secret. Their true purpose was to kill and cause chaos. By the time the alarms began to blare, it was too late. The number of Society terrorists within the city had swelled and Merryweather making short of the city's defenses. They were able to lay down summoning scrolls to bring the rest of their compatriots. And not all of them were human.
When the sirens called out, everyone knew that something was off. The festivities were at an end. The second sign of trouble were the explosions. Blasts being let off at every corner of the city as the enemy released all of its ordinance on the innocent. The third tell were the roars of Xeno-beasts. Monstrosities that were bred by Menza and his Yuyo. They were spawned from a gestation pod originally collected by Honiko and her disciples years ago and now they burst forth from Society controlled warehouses and sewer systems. The monsters attacked all that they could spy and none were spared. Summons, puppets, and mercenaries were suddenly everywhere as the Heavenly Emporium descended into chaos. A contingent of the troops fanned out with several commando squads heading towards the Stag Tower. Their purpose was simple: Capture the King.
The penultimate symbol of the Emporium's doom was gravity itself. Objects appeared to drop with more force than they ought to. Things that could not and should not float by natural law, did. The gravity well that was giving the Emporium its stability was now being tampered with. The final sign was a great shadow which swept across the land. A mighty beast had come to claim what was rightfully his. The Heavenly Emporium had flown to high for too long. The entire city began to quake as the gravity well was slowly pushed out of the Earth and into the monster's chest. The act created a gravitational chain reaction that could be felt across the city. Entire buildings were lifted up and then hurled back down with a thunderous roar.
Luckily, the city had backup reserves that would keep it in the air for a while longer. But not much. As its destroyer hovered above and assimilated its power to make it its own, the city's propulsions kicked into overdrive to maintain stability but it was clear to anyone present that it could not hold for long...