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PL: 102,278 Perm x12: 1,227,336 Location: Makai, reaching out using Telepathy Permission granted by Caesar and King of All
The Kold Sorceror had been observing the battle raging on Natto from the corner of his eye, through the eyes of his Marked slave Shizen. It was a rather dramatic affair, and even more so when it seemed that the Saiyan Komatsu had almost, almost managed to take out the Cerulean Emperor Jarvis with that little attack of his... if only he'd had just a little bit more power. Abzerute smirked a little before chuckling to himself. "Well, that can be arranged... and in his current state of mind, well..." he mused to himself before he reached out with his mind through his unsuspecting puppet, even if it would only be for a short period of time.
<So close! You were this close to destroying him! To ending that monster's life... if only you had more power. If only you were stronger... his attack is coming for you as we speak. I can grant you the power you need to destroy him once and for all. I can grant you the power to survive his attack and strike back against him, and end him once and for all. Do you accept this gift? All I ask in return, is that you erase him from existence, a goal I'm sure you already had in mind.> offered Abzerute from the safety of his throne in the Demon Realm.
If the boy accepted his offer, Abzerute would stretch out with his dark power and try to Mark the Saiyan known as Komatsu. This conflict was just starting to heat up... and now, if his offer was accepted, the real show was about to begin. The Kold Demon wondered briefly if he could entice Jarvis with his power as well, but decided to play it safe for now. Besides, the energy he was gathering from Shizen's conflict was sufficient enough from Jarvis' side of the conflict. Now, it was time for the Saiyans to offer their services to the Sorceror.
Attempting to Mark Komatsu with the Majin Mark. Feel free to skip my post as not physically there.
She had been quiet for a while yes, simply because this fight was quickly growing beyond her own control. She wasn’t strong enough to truly help in this fight, but she fully intended on getting herself out of this place alive. Just as soon as she could make sure she had managed to get everyone that she could out of here. Yet it seemed with each step she had out here was another one in which she risked her own life. The more people she rescued after all, only kept increasing her chances of one of the Caesar’s men of finding her. She was by no means a strong fighter either. Heck she was truly not interested in it. She couldn’t stand the though of hurting someone. That was what scared her a majority of the time. Yet even she couldn’t deny the beauty in it. That was truly her saiyan blood at work. Well that with a bit of her Kitsune blood.
Every now and then she would look up through the sky right towards her commander and the enemy. It wasn’t until the Caesar attacked the fellow saiyan female that she truly saw something she had never seen. She had never seen her friend, her teacher get this angry till now. The wave of the attack though, she had to block her eyes at the blast wave’s intensitiy. Was..was it over? Was it finally over. “Yes! You did it sir!” She shouted in excitement, she truly believed he had managed to defeat the monster..no, what remained after..it was still alive. It was only then that her excitement changed to utter horror. What the hell was this thing. “No..that shouldn’t be possible..there’s no way he should even be alive!” She would yell out, unknowingly making her quite a target for the Caesar’s standard infantry on the ground.
In all of her years in medical study, she had never witnessed such a injury being able to be healed without a medical machine. It just wasn’t possible was it? Maybe she would find out soon herself, from out in the shadows stepped those that had overheard her. A group of infantry taking pure advantage over their moment here. She never knew was was coming as she felt the laser bolts hit her in the back. She truly hadn’t been able to keep count over the blast, only that they shot without mercy. Everything hurt truly, there was a lack of a feeling in her back side, she couldn’t feel her tail anymore. It felt like how it had back when she was a child with her father. That..that was alright, it would regrow with time if it was gone.Her kitsune blood saved that part of her in the end after all. She felt so tired though. There was a fight going on though..wasn’t there? Maybe she could just..sleep? No wait..she remembered this..she couldn’t sleep right? What if she had a con..a concussion? It was so hard to think though..and it just felt so good to close her eyes.
She could barely keep her eyes open, but she heard some laughter..and then screaming. She wanted to know what was going on and yet..she couldn’t see anything properly. She heard a bit of mumbling but that was it. As she closed her eyes though only for what felt like a second did she wake up to being on a stretcher of some kind. She was inside the evac center. She couldn’t see very much, but she recognized the alliance symbol? Was..was she being evacuated? What about those she hadn’t got to yet? Even as Isis struggled to move her body just wouldn’t let her. She felt herself loaded onto the pod, all she could hope though was that...was that Commander Komatsu could keep them all safe still. He was their only hope. He was her only hope. Isis was completely helpless as of right now, fate had to choose whether she would be allowed to live by the invadors.
WC: 683
Attempting to exit this thread! Will take PL for Isis here. Unless anyone intereferes
OOC Note: The ending here was purely for story, Isis will NOT be gaining mechanics wise Zenkai by any means for this.
Post by King of All on Feb 4, 2017 21:20:25 GMT -5
Komatsu was panting heavily after the blast was launched towards Jarvis, completely exhausting himself of energy as he used everything he had in that one attack. He would slowly start to decend back towards the Earth as the energy drain was truly taking hold, but the pure rage in his mind forced him forward… He began to fly as fast as his exhausted form would let him. He flew towards JArvis, stopping only whenever the pink haired saiyan would speak… at least, the husk of that pink haired saiyan.
He had completely charred Jarvis, removing skin, muscle and even bone, leaving nothing but a horrifying image of death in front of him… a dead body that was still taunting him… a dead body that still threatened the lives of his people! The beasts bright red eyes would narrow on the small form, roaring loudly in anger as it started to fly towards it’s prey even faster. His mind didn’t even register an answer to Jarvis’ words. In his mind however, Komatsu remained fully aware of what was going on, and was desperately trying to take control of his rage.
‘Damn it… damn it how could be survive that! HOW IS HE ALIVE!? There’s no way! Is he… is he really immortal? Does death really not mean anything! What if… what if he can’t be killed!?’ He silently panicked, all while his body attempted to attack Jarvis. He was swiftly stopped in his tracks however as the saiyan was suddenly healed and began to unlesh a flurry of weapon’s on the great ape! The first spear came soaring towards his jaw, cutting into the flesh but missing it’s mark some. It instead tore open the left side of Komatsu’s massive jaw, exposing fangs and gums, and even scraping the jaw bone before soaring passed him.
The second and third lances were hidden behind the first, and the great ape didn’t manage to move away in time. The spears soared directly into his knees with little resistance, causing the massive golden beast to cry out in agony as bone was broken and pushed out from his body, rendering his legs completely useless.
The third spear was perhaps the most lethal… it appeared from behind him at such a close range it pierced into his back, silencing the great ape in one swift moment.
Komatsu’s body began to change once more, the fur receding and facing away, his hair growing back to it’s normal length, his red eyes becoming white once more… At first it just seemed like JArvis had managed to break through his transformations, but the spears barely budged. The only one that visibly moved was the one that had been in his right knee. It was too large for his now small body to handle and effectively cut the limb from Komatsu’s body as if it were paper.
The spear in Komatsu’s back was firmly embedded there, and the one in his left knee fell out as Komatsu collapsed face first in the dirt. As he landed, a large crater formed around him, causing dust and debris to rise, obscuring his body from view. Those around him could sense his power level rapidly dropping by the second, from 400,000 straight down to 100,000 and counting. 10 PL, 9 PL, 8PL… 1PL. His life energy stabilized itself at 1 PL… but how? How was it his power level still appeared when the saiyan was very clearly dead?
Nanobots… Kyuri’s handiwork clearly paid off. A long time ago, long before Jarvis even became this evil powerhouse, his grandmother had applied these nanobots onto a patch of skin used to repair various injuries on Komatsu’s body. They had been hidden, and dormant for at least a year, but now activated due to the distress the saiyan boy’s body was in. With a mere 1PL to go before his death, the nanobots began to inject Komatsu’s body with a healing elixir the saiyaness had designed that worked very similarly to the EArthling’s Senzu beans.
With the elixir injected, the nanobots soon began to emerge from under Komatsu’s skin, spreading over him like a swarm of insects. They each connected to one another, covering his body from head to toe like a skin tight suit of armor, encasing the dying saiyan within and giving him a moment to begin recovering. 2PL… 3PL… 4PL...
WC: 794 Used All Energy Capsule Z - Attempting to achieve Zenkai.
Mastered Forms: Super Saiyan [x16], Super Saiyan 2 [x32], Super Saiyan 3 [x46]
Mastered God Forms: Super Saiyan God [x56], Super Saiyan Blue [x60]
Afterlife: Makaioken [x2-x10]
Advanced Scouter (Red), Perfect Medical Machine,
Training Dojo, Martial Arts School,
Palace of the King (Estate 75%)
Planet Yasai
Mothership (Star Javelin) +x2 Cargo Bay Adjustment
E.S. (Heaven's Arrow) +x2 Cargo Bay + Stealth
E.S. (Brave Vesperia) +x2 Cargo Bay + Stealth
King of All ou've gained 43,940 PL from Zenkai. On top of that, your grade up until now will render you a total increase of 51,283 PL, bringing you up to impressive 487,223 PL.
Komatsu had warned her about the unavailability of help here in this time of need. A blast hd already hot her dead on mark with two others coming there way. Flare couldn’t bother her saiyan friend with helping her either, he was dealing with the plague to this galaxy. Perhaps conserving her energy up to this point would pay off in dealing with these attacks further? The young flame could almost feel them start coming off even as she assaulted the green tub of lard she set her eyes on. What was he going to up and do to her? That was when her insecurity came to her aid. After she pulled away from that clown the flame turn towards hurried Shizen with a blink. It was her hippie alright, but she felt off. Dirty, grimy. Tainted, even. It put Flare further at unease with the way Shizen referred to her possessively.
“Shizen?” Flare was taken aback by the sudden appearance, she was just off somewhere else dealing with someone else. Despite the flower’s rather weak voice and soft appearance the kid and quiet one started to back off at her command. Had the pig given her such a high spot amongst them too? “Hun, I’m here to rescue you! I’m here to make up for mistakes. I’m stronger than ever, and together my friends and I are going to simultaneously save you and this planet from that blue dick!” In an attempt to solicit a bit of comfort from the plant lady Flare would give a quick hug, afraid of burning the thing, and retract before much else could hopefully be done to her. Besides her deluded idea of trying to save a hopelessly messed up lover she seemed rather aware of the green bulge still nearby spewing its trash. That’s where she’d hopefully put some distance between herself and Shizen as she took note of his continued aggression.
“I’d like to see you hit me first, ya fat bucket of lard.” Her glowing red eyes looked close at the raising energy in his claws and prepared to expend herself. A hit from that wasn’t going to look pretty from the feel of it. Once shit had raised and the bets were down on the table she had already learned her lesson with the kid. As the first swipe dug into Flare the Namekian would find itself face first into a large burst of raising white flame. It wasn’t of the same magnitude of her blinding aura from before, but it didn’t feel good to look at. After the mark he’d be faced with what looked like hundreds of the ‘flamed whore’ doing various gestures. From sticking her tongue out, to flipping him the bird, to smacking her ass at him. If one were to play Where’s Waldo he could probably spot one of the images mooning him too. So each one of his attacks would barrel on through the selection of mocking Flares with nothing hitting solid in his wake. When the demonic Namekian was finished with its tirade and felt itself spent Flare would appear solid in front of the Namekian with a cheesy grin, almost to spook him a bit. It was quickly dropped along with the images that vanished when she had done so.
“I never get your type. So full of themselves. So full of themselves, even though they work under a dictator. You should have crawled back to your master with the other two, boy.” She caught herself trying to raise some fists in preparation to beat the ever living shit out of the crude man and got her attention caught by the few bigger powers to be over there. At first her little elemi heart was bursting with excitement and adrenaline. It seemed Komatsu had been successful at wiping the scum in a single blow! It was a fit of a saiyan that allowed that, huh? They’re known for their overall prowess so it made sen- Oh. wtf? There was this fucking demented looking black skeleton that popped out from the dust and smoke of the attack? The blue entity felt as alive as ever. Was he actually a god, immortal to the T? It was scary just seeing him able to still move around and - talk!? She had her full attention set on the scene soon to take a nasty turn. Jarvis started summoning lances from portals with the least amount of effort and started just massacring the looming golden beast. That excitement felt lost now, her emotions on acid from her elemi heritage tearing her up inside. Those nearby would see her turn from wide eyed to tensed up and dilating within mere fractions of a second.
“Koma!?” She yelled out in a fit and didn’t get too far stepping a few steps before seeing the great beast revert back into a limp form of Koma, tumbling on down to the battlefields below with his life draining. She could feel the force her her friend drain faster and faster with the moments passing by and she could have done nothing to stop it. Again, it seemed she had failed in keeping a friend safe. Away from the evils and bad of the galaxy she was still so alien to. Jarvis seemed to make sure she kept that in mind. Ever since that fateful day back months ago in the park, Flare had changed her ways on looking at fighting as a whole. She yelled out towards him from a distance.
“Why!? What the fuck are you!?” Her distress had gotten the better of her now as she roared this with the flames bellowing out of hr in that classic elemi way, but nothing. She didn’t get stronger, or more able to fight… She was just there, exhausted from having avoided his little minion’s attack. Not even his own, or the one he had torn Komatsu up with. She felt many things at that moment. Defeat, lose. Anger, loathing. Sadness, despair. All built up inside her like a storm. There have been many a moment like this before in history, surely. Even Flare had felt this trigger herself before. The young flame went from looking down on herself, back at the two next to her, then back up at the newly reformed Jarvis. Her face was undescribable, a true mixture of what she had felt between it all.
“Why can’t I do anything right? I’ve given it my all, my training, my time, whatever it was going to take. Yet I let him take fall. What kind of friend am I even that I can’t even help someone so strong? Maybe I should just keel over and die? Just like the sad excuse I am. Maybe then I can find some sort of release from this feeling…” She spoke to herself and found herself interrupted by the shift in figure from the distant god king… he turned into that mocking figure in her nightmares before. Had Ragnarok come to laugh in her face one more time before she was enslaved? Probably tortured and beaten within an inch of her life too? No, the illusory form just looked towards her with what appeared to be a grin. Or, that was what she was taking it as.
That’s where she flipped her switch.
Buckling at the knees Flare found herself in a sort of narcotic trance. Her eyes spacing out for a moment as she looked to the beyond. For a moment her flames had died down to a calm stir, separate from that of even when she was idling around before her attacks. A calm and stoicness in her form would take hold for a few seconds before tears started physically trailing down her face. Her blank expression changed to that of sorrow and pain. For the moment she remained crying there, nearly wailing from the intense emotion sought about from the influx she recently endured. Shizen, Koma, everyone… They could never rely on the engineer with an attitude. Her mouth got her in trouble and her muscle never enough to back herself and her friends up when they needed it. Now, she was just letting it out.
But by doing this something remarkable started to happen. Even as defenseless as she looked her power was growing exponentially in size. A red frame around her body started flickering to life and heated up whatever it touched to broiling temperatures. Eventually the solid border around her stuck and started melting the ground beneath her into molten soils. It bothered her not, she didn’t even seem to notice. When the border stuck to her flames wildly came to life, possibly engulfing the namekian as she didn’t walk but a foot or two away from him.the tears she once wept evaporated into the everburning flames she possessed. The ground near her shook with the vicious change and it was here that she wept one final cry. The tears that once left her eyes to trail her face burst into a brilliant blue flame that extended from the eyes herself. That vibrant and deadly glow overtook the whites of her eyes. She just looked up from her knelt position and stared into the skies with this face… that just seemed to be pure emotion in form. It was her previous face of this mixture, but it seemed pure in its rage and sadness.
- Flare used [ST-3] Solarscreened (14,717,355 PL) to dodge VS Maraca’s(Caesar ) [OT-3] Razor Claws 300% Charged Razor Claws(10,950,660 PL), winning out unscatched. Mocking him in the process. [ST-3] Solarscreened - A version of the Afterimage technique that’s image will explode in a radiant, white flame once hit. The speed this achieves leaves behind hundreds of images. [250%(14,717,355) PL Dodge]
-Flare’s ALSO attempting to unlock Unleashed Super Elemi! (33x/25x) after crying some more, seeing Koma’s ‘Death’ and being hit with lots of emotion from different angles.
Stamina: 4/4, also somewhat healed of her wounds from a first trans. New Transformed Powerlevel: 9,323,790/6,659,850
"Flare..." Shizen's voice was low at this point, her eyes already starting to well up with tears just being so close to the heated red head. She wanted to rush into her arms and hold her, but Maraca's words caused her to hesitate and stop in midair, turning her dark gaze on him and glaring at him almost cruelly. She couldn't strike him for fear od Caesar's punishment... but she had to do something or he'd kill her flame! She tried to think of what she could do in a panic as Maraca attempted to put Flare up with his claws, though couldn't think of anything fast enough...
Flare didn't let the attack touch her however, instead using her skills to avoid the attack in a most taunting manner. Shizen couldn't help but chuckle at Flare's display, her smile only fading when she suddenly sensed a dying power level... not just any power level but her Caesar's! Her eyes widened in fear, her head turning to look towards where Caesar stood only to find his body engulfed in the Saiyan boy's attack! She barely noted the hug that Flare had swooped in to steal.
"No!" She cried out in a panic, her hands flying up to her mouth as her watery eyes over flowed and the tears began to fall down her cheeks. There was the man who had claimed her, who had done so much to and for her... a man she had been falling for. Burnt to a crisp, nothing but done and muscle. The half Elemi felt sick as she tore her eyes away from the scene, a familiar queezy feeling washing over her as she battled what wanted to escape.
She didn't see Durendal and Maya fly over to Caesar but sure felt Durendal's healing energy. She would quickly look up towards Caesar as his energies began to pick right back up, his body repairing itself instantaneously. She gave a sigh of relief, wiping her tears with the back of her sleeve as she saw him recover. He had dealt with the whole ordeal as if it was nothing at all... strong as ever.
However, her love's retaliation sent her own lover into a rage, transforming the girl into an even more viscous wildfire than before. She had to take a few steps back away from Flare as being too close to her was already making her feel ill at the moment.
"Flare wait! Don't go please! There's nothing you can do against Caesar and I don't want to lose you! I... I want you to come with me! Please don't fight!" She cried out to Flare, worry written all across her face.
Current transform pl Now - x44/x45 - 20,638,288/21,107,340 A thought wondered into the God King's mind briefly. Wondering if truly the young saiyan before himself. Was truly about to come to the conclusion of his story. It was hard to put a sense of permanence in the end. Such things required when dealing with beings on a existence of power that they were needing to break not only a body but also a soul. While Komatsu knew not of the cracks and secrets in the other dimension nor had access to the knowledge of Kais. He had still escaped once before which was hardly a feat to raise ones nose at.
But still Jarvis just seemed... disappointed. As if Komatsu falling before him had almost not been the desired outcome at all. A look of lack luster dullness taking over the golden, pink, and crimson warrior floating in the air. As much the image of a god power as well as the devil. The body was hidden in rubble before him. Somewhere within only a slight power that was fleeting. The sensation almost as if feeling the heart beat itself struggle and near the bleak blackness of death. He wondered if the overtaking blanket of death was wrapping around the boy someplace beneath the wreckage. Jarvis had lost his mused smile and grit his teeth lightly displeased by this. His thoughts echoing out as the interest of the galaxy's salvation was lost in desire for a few moments. The semblance of hate and fire within fear as well as emotional fire that bonded the two was really cut away so easily? It was enough to sicken him inside. Each page of this galaxies story made him desire even less of it as all of this continued. Once to reinvent it had become to cleanse it. Some ideas to even destroy it even brief whispers of thoughts to possible eliminate the afterlife itself. This existence... This story perhaps was best to be put to a end after all soon. "I still... feel you. The sensations and power I hold allow me to experience empathy and relate to anyone and everything. Yet those so close to me an like me fall so easily? I am left craving so much more... You held something different your siblings as well as the other powers in this galaxy did not." Seeming saddened or at least upset by the defeat even if he had attacked and pushed so strongly in his attack. His empathy and spirit ached for the warrior believed dying bellow.
His heart was dying... He could no longer feel love in the normal sense nor recognize this fact himself. His emotions and soul burned as much as they yearned for power and glutinously devoured all knowledge of the gods. But a creature of perfection and power he was left him wanting. As if being the aura of ultimate presence yet small pieces were missing like a puzzle. He'd hover slowly towards the ground and place golden boots upon the soiled surface bellow. Crimson and death choking in the air staining the air he breathed as much as the soil beneath his heels. There was so few people that gave his heart a real reason to beat. A game maybe it was but to him it was everything as much as it was nothing. He didn't 'love' in the normal sense nor could he any longer. Killing Komatsu or feeling he may have was almost just as upsetting as a ending as if Komatsu had killed him. Jarvis saw only victory in life or death but at the same time only failure and defeat as well. The power of gods swirling within his head as well as the cries and screams of the galaxy a thousand times over. Making these few people that could be identified in the sea of infinite ocean of thoughts within his mind made them ever so much more special. "So... I must continue this path? You could have awoken my spirit and allowed me to gain true power within the gate of death. But destiny still chooses this path for me? To cleanse the galaxy while the tools lay beyond my grasp just out of reach. So many bitter surprises this day... Your story arrives at its last page." A sigh leaving his lips as his hand gestured upward. His men receiving several whispers within their mind.
The battle if one could even call it that. The slaughter perhaps began to prepare for its end. A few of the smaller ships showed signs of retreating. Lines of soldiers withdrawing but still firing as they did so as pods began to use return functions to head back to the ship of dreams. From up high where Jarvis had been previously and his top minions were now could show a scene of pure awakening. Bodies and destruction that caste a painting that appeared as beings once envisioned hell to be eons ago.
Maraca grit his teeth extremely angered as much as he was driven to fear of the inflamed women before him. His reaction of seeing her and looking back to the god king gave a sense it was something more then just her that drove a bolt of lightning into his spirit. Maya herself already flashing away her arms scooping around Durendal who had hovered near Jarvis like a lost a pup for several moments now. Grabbing and jetting off quickly. The creature seeming to be lost in emotion. Dazed or emotionless as if it'd heard something to break it. Maraca himself taking several moments before growling out and spitting angrily. As well as giving a look so harsh that if looks alone could kill Flare would have been a cold husk before him. "Damn you! Damn you all! You fucking weeds are gonna cause more trouble then you know! You're just gonna make it worse. Fight all you want in the end I'll still outlive you bitch! Cause that's what we do!... We survive!" He'd say jetting off with a massive rush of power. Seemingly intending to evade and escape just as the others war. Going past Maya who cared the catatonic at the moment in appearance blade creature within her arms. She hissed lightly in anger as well as some dismay for the lack of assistance which would have clearly been helpful.
As the soldiers flooded away the clouds above did not however. Something changed in the atmosphere had been scarred by Jarvis's golden storm. The planet perhaps crying in its own way as well. The sun blocked out by the blackened clouds even if the rain of gold had ceased. The air around them ball was hot and humid as well. The heated storm that had briefly blanketed the planet had wreaked more havoc that likely expected. Caesar thought to himself how a lion never feels guilty when it killed a gazelle. A person never felt pain when squishing a insect as well. But even if it wasn't guilt he couldn't help but feel... something. His eyes lightly losing color as the blackness inside him only grew more still. The truth of existence inside him as the light faded more and more. The black hole within him the truth in that not that light couldn't escape the dark. But that the dark was the only true thing at all. All light would eventually fade and reveal the blackness that was only truly real all along. Once someone is touched by the darkness... it never goes away.
The god king at this moment was a vision of odd and eerie calm amidst the carnage and chaos. He would kneel as if unknowing of the world around him. His palm reached down bellow him after kneeling and placed his hand flat palmed against the cool soil. The world bellow him pained an near its end now. He had achieved a mere piece of true reshaping things this day from this side of the game. But it didn't have weight as he expected. Even worse the void within him grew only more. As if pieces of him were not only left empty but more cracked away floating into a hungry abyss. Was any of it truly worth saving?... "Is that what you want me to know? Is that my destiny?..." Was this void the truth? Was this sadness that devoured him inside and the thoughts in his mind. Was this all to let him not awaken nor rebuild it all. Was he meant to end it? The pain that stretched though the endless existence of the galaxy. The screams of pain even beyond what he or the past known empires had ever even gone near. You could rebuild it all a million times and still the majority would likely, starve, fall ill to terrible disease, feel great pain and abandonment, be over taken by their desires, or rebel even against something that gives all the things they need to avoid true pain.
"To purge it all...Till its just the gods. Perhaps even them too." He said to himself as his energy focused though his palm and like lightning bots of power sent seismic waves through the planets crust towards its very core. Feeling out the life of the planet as if a single person. Feeling its own life fleeting as Komatsu's did as well. It was only fitting that if 'this one' was to die. Its planet accompany it on its final journey. "There is only darkness and pain... I will devour the light and cleanse it all. All must be destroyed..." He'd say softly licking his lips briefly. He could and would enjoy all the pleasures he had as he'd accept his terrible fate. Enjoying all until it came to the time only he and the other gods remained. To decide if more would replace what would be lost. Or if he would cleanse them as well. It was much as awakening as a sense of death itself. As if at last the deep void within him had finally consumed his soul. With the believed lost of Komatsu one of the few remaining pieces. He'd finally been fully devoured. The galaxy still made him require resources and he admitted all was not fully... clear. Cerulean might would survive... but change. The Eden in the galaxy would soon b a hidden treasure safe from the holy fire. Divine power now his will...
The planet bellow him began to shake as even while it seemed he only touched the planet. His energy flowing into it was breaking the core. Tremors growing slow at first from only mild shakes to violent shakes. The oceans on other parts of the planet becoming horrid and deadly. Parts of continents crushing and twisted some caving in completely. Not only as the forces retreated were the people dying but the planet was about to as well. "This is how it was always to end then... This is Destiny I suppose." The scratching whispers in his head and thoughts of so many in the galaxy soothing him briefly. As he for the moment tried to lose himself to it. That was its joy as much as its curse. When his own mind pained him horrifically for how it felt he could lose himself in the minds of all those on so many planets his power letting him reach across the systems into infinity. It was truly a soothing terror to give into.
He stood once more looking around him and towards the rubble where Komatsu lay feeling that little hint of life somehow still clinging. A sigh leaving his lips yet again and slowly being overtaken by a weak chuckle. The sound hard to distinguish between from either cruel pleasure or true pain. "Do you still fight for your life? Clinging out of fear of the end or vengeance to fight on? Hmph... My love... Don't you believe in destiny?" He'd ask speaking out. As if some part of him knew or at last truly believed he could still be heard. The planet shaking under him and strange happenings quickly occurring more frequently hardly effecting him. If it was he didn't show it in his expressions. He just seemed eerily calm. He'd open his palm and aim it more directly now at the ground bellow him as he focused it as a crimson energy swirled around his arm. Preparing for a final shove of force. In mere moments he'd fully enact his power and not only unstabilize the core. But when his power was finished the core would begin to destroy itself from within. He'd prepared it for destruction. An now he would finish it as he shot his power forward to react to what he'd left within the planet itself. In a matter of moments if not stopped the planet would shed its final cries and in time be gone. "If you arise as much as I wish you too... Know it will only mean you and this planet will die screaming rather then peacefully with a whimper. The time to play has ceased... Its your choice I suppose. But fate can never be defeated." ---- Maraca angrily attempts to flee from battle as the other forces begin to withdraw. Maya clinging tightly to Durendal as well doing the same. - Jarvis - seemingly unknowing of the world around him at the moment in reflection. Attempting to send his energy through the planet bellow. Unstabilizing it in preparation. Then aiming his power downward to fuse with what he'd imprinted on the planet bellow. To set in a course if successful a setting where the planet would meet its destruction. Melee 20% 4,127,658/4,221,468 - Attempting to Finish off the planet.
Text Speech color "10b8fa",E1-af1fff,E2-cc7fff,Misha-8a095b,Lilith-e6196b, Cecelia-098a70,Kaiyou-bcfd13,Maraca-10976c,Maya-bb11ad, Durendal-af182a ♪♪Caesar's Theme♪♪
Post by King of All on Feb 5, 2017 22:22:54 GMT -5
His heartbeat. He could feel every beat within his chest as the nanobots traversed his body, covering the young saiyan from head to toe in black armor. Still, all he could hear was his heart, the dull thump, thump, thump that beat against his chest would resonate in his mind. Each new beat would bring forth thoughts, memories and visions.
”You wanted to test your strength, to see how you would fare against Jarvis? Well… If that’s your full power and skill, you are as good as dead. “ His brother, the self proclaimed King of all Saiyans didn’t believe in him… his strength wasn’t enough then, and it wasn’t enough now to beat Jarvis… this memory he had clung too so tightly as it represented his fear… The fear of losing again, this time at a higher cost… His people were torn in two already, the saiyans he had kept by his side trusting him to lead them to a time of peace… and instead he led them to slaughter….
“We’re proud of you Komatsu… you’re so young and you’ve been through so much… but look at you… our little boy is a true warrior… we’ll always be proud of you.” His mothers voice… words spoken so long ago during a time he could barely remember. He had been dead hadn’t he? No, not dead, but he felt like it after his last battle with Jarvis as he floated within the rejuvenation tank. He had definitely heard his mothers voice speak to him then, encouraging him and assuring him that he was stronger than he believed himself to him. This memory he clung too as it embodied his hope, and his love. He held it closest to his heart, and that was probably why it rang so loudly now…
*thump thump*
The memory turned cold, suddenly violated by the dark thoughts taht sweleld within his mind… Jarvis, nothing but a half bred mongrel with a hunger for power… an idiot who thought he could play god… A man so powerful he had stripped everything away from Koma. It was Jarvis’ fault that Komatsu seemed such a failure, losing at every turn… his fault his brother thought he was nothing but a traitor. It was because of him that he had died and had his very Saiyan Spirit torn from him… his hatred and evil wiped out within that cursed machine!
No… the machine hadn’t taken it all… there was a darkness washing over him now… It was bitterly kold, and yet at the same time inviting.
‘ I was so close! So close to destroying him and to ending that monster's life... if only I had more power... If only I were stronger!!!’ While the thoughts weren’t his own, they ran true with the young saiyan and so he heard them as his own thoughts. The more he listened to that voice, his voice, the more the darkness engulfed his mind. The more his fear was pushed aside, his hopes and love tainted by it…
‘This darkness can grant me the power I need to destroy him once and for all. To grant me the power I need to strike back and win… Nasu was right… I need my darkness, I need my hatred… I need this power!’ And with that Komatsu clung to the power offered to him, his mind opening up to the violations of the evil sorcerer.
His body pulsated with energy all of a sudden, the dark form of the armored saiyan shifting, his arms moving to lift his body from the ground, only high enough for him to ball his hands into fists and punch the ground underneath him as hard as he could. The already dying planet reacted by breaking apart further, creating large crevices around the saiyan.
Komatsu didn’t notice, his hands flying up to his head as he felt the darknesses tendrils taking hold of him..
“AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHH” He suddenly cried out in agony, his power level spiking to 10,000 then in a split second rising to well over 450,000! Reaching heights it hadn’t been able to reach only moments ago! His cry would resonate to all those within the area, no doubt shocking them as the saiyan had seemed dead moments prior.
“I’LL KIIIIIIIIIILLLLLLLLLL YOOOOOOOOOOOOOUUUUUUUUUU” Komatsu cried out angrily as the ground around him disintegrated, Koma hovering in the air and straightening up. Underneath his armor, Komatsu suddenly blasted into his broken saiyan form once more, wave after wave of energy being unleashed from around his body.
The Saiyan would vanish from his location and reappear behind Jarvis, using all of his speed to close the gap between the two. He would ferociously swing a dark glowing fist at the pink saiyans back, fully intending on piercing through him and yanking out the bastards heart.
Abzerute blinked as he observed the events transpiring on that distant world. Now this was interesting to observe... the effect his Mark had on Komatsu had somehow constructed a suit of armour around the Saiyan boy. And the Fire based Elemi... she was so close to achieving a form of pure rage and emotion, all of which would be directed towards Jarvis and his minions. A pure force of destruction, as well as the dark Saiyan Knight... Now this was an opportunity he could not pass up.
He reached out with his thoughts to the Elemi. <That's it. Let loose your rage, your anger, your hatred, your sorrow, your despair... let all of that fuel you, let it increase your power, let it fill you with its might so that you can erase the one keeping you from your love, the one who's at the heart of all your pain and suffering. I can help you push beyond, help you achieve what you desire... will you accept my offer? All I ask in return, is that you erase the Caeser from existence. But, I suspect you already intended to do so, am I right?> offered Abzerute.
If she accepted his offer, he would reach out with his dark magic and Mark her as well. This was going to be a very interesting day for Abzerute... with both Flare and Komatsu working to destroy Jarvis from this plane of existence, it would enable him to plan his agents within the Cerulean Empire that much more effectively before he could return from the Afterlife. Of course, some time spent in Hell may help to mellow out Jarvis' personality somewhat, sort of like a deep steam.
The fleeing tub of lard, with his useless words, didn’t phase Flare any more than the knock of the winds around her fire. The namekian wouldn’t see her ever give another glance at him after she had knelt down in an ultimate state of emotion. Paralyzed almost in her feeling of these extremely primal emotions. No one was going to stop the peons that helped make this happen either, a shame. Flare wouldn’t forget this for a moment but her mind remained, again, caught up in this sudden emergence of energy. What roared inside her mind and what erupted outside her body all felt deeply connected. Her soul, an essence of pure emotion, was expelling itself in a vibrant show of power. The young flame was starting to find it hard to have anything cognitive in her mind and for the first time ever was stunned at her own emotion. Komatsu seemed to have just been wiped. Her little flower, the poor girl having to move away from all the fire, tried to talk the roaring flame down. Was she that dangerous even kneeling down, defeated? By now that blue prick would have gotten his hands all over Flare, right? The fire elemi wasn’t being aggressive just yet. In fact she hadn’t spoken a single word yet
“- Nothing? Shizen, I feel… everything! All these feelings of hatred, envy, sadness, pity… everything!” She spoke as if she only heard that bit of the sentence. Her eyes diverted from the dark skies above and turned to look at the young flower, not alien in their fiery passion but so in their form and look. The young flame really needed to get a grip on her feels and pick herself up but she sniffled still and rubbed tears away that simply evaporated several moments ago as if they were still there.
“Hun, I can’t! It’s stupid and suicide, but I…. I’m not going to live under that filthy blue pig! This isn’t how it was supposed to go down! I wish this wasn’t how it was, but I can’t live knowing I’ve failed not one, two, three, or four close friends, but five! All of them are dead or taken from me! I have done nothing wrong but be weak and the universe punished me for it!” Flare dug her palms into her eyes and still tried crying into her hands, any water just vaporizing if she got any out. For a few moments the flames around her turned a vibrant rainbow of colors as she let it all go, hr power spiking and fluctuating up to that high point that was sneak peaked just a moment ago. When it started leveling out she reeled back in her kneel and sulked towards the skies once again. Blue flames popped out from her eyes as well as the red frame around her stabilizing in its glow.
“My old master was right. I was too soft and weak to be properly trained as a true warrior. He had threatened that if I didn’t push myself the world would… What a fucking sick joke, it had been true all this time.” In the middle of her musing she noticed the rumble in the ground beneath her and looked just a bit out of her way to see the blue hair prick, still looking like Ragnarok in form to her eyes, was doing something to the ground… Causing an earthquake? No way he was just doing THAT, no. This was why his men were fleeing. The madman actually accomplished his goal of setting the death timer on the planet off. She had been too clouded in feeling and thought to notice in time, but it did distract her long enough to ready herself for the next big reveal. This black, robotic individual rose from where she had seen koma fall. It felt like him, only a bit off. Maybe that was just because the man behind the suit was yelling out for the whole world to see. Flare widened her now fiery eyes and took to stand up as fast as she could. Panic was added into these super fueled emotions within her
“It’s worse! Shizen, get outta here! Wait for me somewhere safe, and if I don’t get in touch with you in a couple of minutes find a ship to get off this rock, you understand me!? Go, this is my only chance to finish this fucker and pay him back for all he has done!” She roared with the ferocity she needed, loud enough to at least talk over the beginnings of the second phase of this fight that started off hard with the large blast from the black suit Koma. Flare, in this beginning, would raise herself off the ground and conjure even bigger flames around her. She had started fueling them into her very body, the bright red ki common for her techniques showing over her whole body as she used her pure rage, pity, the whole nine yards, to violently charge her own attack from the sidelines. Shizen, even from the distance she currently was, would find it a good idea to move even further back if she wasn’t already trying to flee.
And of all the times for someone else to get in her head, it was now. The dark tempting sorcerer would find this head of hers to be a rather confusing meld of emotion as anger and hate as well as fear, sorrow, and pity swelled inside her. The offer was taken in full as she hovered in wait for the right time to blast the blue man from existence, but it was clear she was taking a moment to give any sort of response because of how clouded and boggled she seemed to try and think of ANYTHING at the moment. Most of what she could remember in brief, passing conversation with Chris was that there was a bad man who came to people in stress and… marked them. It was explained that was what happened to Shizen. When she did finally put that puzzle together she telepathed back to the creator, her mind voice was all over the place and full of venom. She also shouted it oud for all around the planet to hear.
[“This is MY BATTLE! Get out of my head! I’ll do this MY WAY, not yours! Whenever I find you, sorcerer, I’ll give you the same treatment I’m giving this blue pest! You’ll pay for what you have done to her, you roach!”]
Flare, now fully transformed, started charging an [OT-3] Ignis Mare at Jarvis(Caesar ), telling Shizen(@green ) to go ahead and leave the place and wait for her in a safe distance. She very fervently denied Abz’s(Abzerute ) Mark as well.
[OT-3] Ignis Mare - This version of the Ignis Beam employs her entire body. The elemi expels the large beam out of herself, activated when she finally brings her fists and feet outward in the direction the beam should head. [100% (9,323,790) PL Damage] Next Turn: 200% (18,647,580) PL Damage!
Stamina: 1/4 Current Powerlevel: 9,323,790/6,659,850
The feeling was empowering true, But hardly to the degree of which the grand ruler expected. The planets life energy as well as its shaken core felt as if it was truly within the palm of his hand. As he tightened his fists using his connection to the energy around him and as well as that pushed within the planet. Crushing his hand into a fist as he in a sense chocked the life from the core releasing its energy and power fully in a dangerous reaction that would begin to trigger even further dangerous chain reaction. It was a sobering experience. The galaxy truly was a more fragile and pathetic place then it appeared. More so ever so often did it prove to disappointing even more so then the last time it had let him down. It was enough to make him let out a light sigh as the planets set path towards annihilation barely even roused so much as a raised brow in reaction. His lack of emotion might have almost made someone wonder if his strange ritual had even any true effects if not for the sudden and strong tremors from the ground bellow. The sea so violent from miles away one could hear the sounds of crashing waves as if they'd began flooding the lands not so far off. Heat in the air growing as well not only from the remnants of molten metal and the ruined atmosphere from the gods storm but from possible cracks in the planet allowing heat to spew forth from the volcanic dangers bellow. The awakening truth of death washing over the planet as well as much of the life still remaining upon it.
"Truly some of the strongest remaining... Yet removed so easily. It's almost as if I'm just watching over rambunctious children at this point. Is this... all that remains?" He'd say more disappointing then one would imagine. Not turning his words to a joke instead speaking them as which he desired more. Or as a parent who spoke as if their child had fallen so far short of their envisioned dreams for them.
His eyes would briefly turn though in a few moments after. Paying little mind to the remaining forces that were left on this floating asteroid field to be. Taking one more look down at his open palm as he could only feel his heart an the void in his soul felt ever so much more empty then he'd expected it to be. The hunger only growing ever more still deep within his very soul and essence. The feeling of his energy to those that knew truly of the Gods above energy and powers would know truly now why the blackened fruit alone in their naturally turned powers were so dangerous. Let alone this one that had been created through such a series of misfortune events.
He'd hardly even awakened from this state when he'd hard Komatsu's initial cry. Only pulling himself from it as if coming out from a dazed dream when he'd roared a second time charging in with some new found might. Curious on this new found power even if he had suspicions he hadn't the moment needed to extend his mind out just yet and feel for what it was that stemmed the unexpected rise. However, While the boys attack was truly power and surprising. It was still able to be altered rather then be received as the would be savior would have hoped.
In a moment of flashing waves of energy a cerulean blue spiral of energy spun around Jarvis's pink an crimson aura as it all ignited once more. The pink haired king turning in his golden armor as he was suddenly moving more agile with speed that grew lightly in margin compared to his prior quickness. When Komatsu closed in appearing behind him Jarvis spun rather quickly. Throwing his forearm upward and stopping the punch throwing its trajectory off as well. The fist however truly powerful. Smashing into his shoulder before scrapping by past as well and into the air. Some of the power removed but a bruised as well as somewhat bloodied area about the gods well toned shoulder now be present. Even if hidden under his summoned armor.
There was a brief moment of silence as Jarvis would attempt to grip the arm he'd stopped after blocking it partially with his forearm an altering its trajectory when it collided with Komatsu's own incoming forearm. In mere moments as well the golden helmet materialized over Jarvis's head once more. His grip on the arm that had attacked him was momentarily weakened given his wounded shoulder. But still he'd try to hold it for a time. Slamming his helmet forward into Komatsu's own. Black and golden steel of strange nature pressed upon on another. Crimson eyes burning so bright behind the holes of the masked helm it would likely appear ghastly and hellish. As if truly a demon was behind it.
"So... you've returned to me. I knew the fates would not let me down in such a disheartening fashion. We share to much alike for you to fall so easily my beloved Komatsu."
A deep and demonic tone of horrid glee filled his voice. As if something within him had been rejuvenated. His helmet likely at this point possibly rubbing foreheads with Komatsu's own. Eye's gleaming so bright with such a dark energy a red like mist seemed to leak from his helmets visor holes. He was pleased if not excited at this outcome. Komatsu had pleased him which was likely evident in his speech.
"Have you risen to awaken me? Or only fully entertain me?! Are we to walk into oblivion together as the planet dies around us!? Two lonely twisted spirits fated to battle an push forward the true vision of destiny. This is what destiny is. This is what FATE is! This must be the moment of awakening or transcendence and you are the one to decide which it is." A lathering slopping sound could be heard behind his masked helm. He was licking his lips and teeth hungrily. A fire burning bright within his soul as if the black hole of a soul he no possessed was about to drag in all of the galaxy and heavens within it and swallow it all in one glutenous bite.
"Look in my eyes you little beast of fighters! Royalty of warriors an apes! Soldier of destiny! Look upon the one you share the most kin with. I am the only one who will ever understand you! I am the only one that 'could' ever understand you! This is why we will combine in one way or another as the tools for what this existence needs! From the first time I peered into your mind and thoughts so long ago or the thoughts of those close to you. It all became clear... We are the ones that must walk the path of extreme pleasures and pain. We are the ones that shape the very future of existence and time. This is the truth! This is why I cannot bring myself to fully destroy you! Whether you admit or not Komatsu you and I are the same. We are the broken and the outcasted. We are those that lost all and earned what we received there after. We are the ones that gained all we have know and possess because we became powerful from the pasts that ruined us as well as killed us before! You and I are the same!... Deny it all you want but I am more kin an close to you in ways your family will never be! ONCE AGAIN EVEN! You stand before me! But its just us! Its always us! If I am not all you truly have... WHERE ARE THE OTHERS YOU CALL BLOOD AND KIN!"
He'd cackle out a maddening joyous laugh. Loud and echoing behind that helmet of his. He could feel though the other annoyance growing not far off. A minor fly he felt he would ignore for the time being. He knew this one was... of little worry if he kept himself at least 'aware' of her presence. 'Shizen... Your reward is becoming an annoyance. Remove it or I'll crush the firefly... Use what I've taught you. When you desire something you do not 'ask' for it. Take what is yours and strike it down yourself. If you can't do this then perhaps you haven't truly earned this reward after all... If you fail to tame her in a time that is IMPORTANT important as this! Not only will I take her from this living world. But when this battle is done you and I will FEAST on what I make of her remains! Mother of undesired bastards! Capture what you want! Or be prepared to taste her in other ways your lips might not be prepared for!" The words echoing out the plant girls mind ever so briefly. In truth he knew she hadn't had the full power to easily bring down the flaming vixen. But he'd be interested all the same to see how she'd fair or what she'd think of.
Turning his attention back to Komatsu fully the moment after although Komatsu likely would have had no idea he'd even divided his attention ever so briefly on a mental course. But as if a wave of warming energy would wash down over Komatsu it would be clear who had his most delighted attention.
"What I have which perhaps you will understand one day for you... is pure empathy. We can know and assume each others points of view on so many levels even on those that which we lock away cause they scare even the ones like us."
He'd say in a dark yet caring tone. As if this was more then a battle. His voice heavy with a strange darkness overlaying within it. The glowing eyes and demonic mist as well as his golden armor and twisting aura of crimson, pink, and cerulean colors. Painting a truly mighty picture.
"It's a uncomfortable gift Komatsu. Perception is a tool that's pointed on both ends. Maybe its time you stop keeping your eye's closed and finally open them fully to who you really are. Who 'we' really are."
He sounded moved as well joyed. His voice a dark movement of pure emotion and empathy. A deep breath would draw in from behind energy an magically created steel. Smelling strongly his foe locked with him at the moment in warrior like embrace. Savoring the scent as much as all other senses in this moment.
"I can't reduce you to a set of influences or reactions like the others so easily... You aren't the product of my designs and galactic changing plans. You've given up true good and evil for behaviorism. Which is why no matter how you wish it to not be so. You on some level do not see me as evil. You might be in shock and awe of my destruction. But we are of a higher knowing and being to realize destruction is not evil. Just as the storm that clashes into the land is not evil. The fire like that is created by your... distraction. Even as things burn away into ash is not evil. Or hail crushing down on all things living an not bellow it. Ironically speaking those bellow us would lump such things perhaps under acts of 'god' for the more natural of occurrences. There is no good and evil... Just the existence and us. An I know you understand me fully in this. You know its all true because you and I are so much so the same."
He'd say in a lightly quieter voice. More direct and focused in on Komatsu. As if granting him a wisdom or a chance to fully open the boys eyes. To let him fully awaken and experience a truth that had been hidden from him. Deprived from him! The chance to truly awaken to the truth he deserved to know.
"I've awoken to the truths of all things an no longer am blinded by good and evil as those I crush might be. Will you do the same? Isn't it time we embrace fate an give up on fighting it? Why even try to beat me... You'll never lose someone who is just you on a different path. I'll never be gone from you Komatsu. I'll always be alive in your mind in whatever existence you and I walk."
----- -activated [ST-1] [Gods Speed] -x3/+x2 PL now 19,231,132/22,045,444 -Stamina cost free however takes 2 turns before it can be reverted.
Blocks Melee used 5/5 Stamina remaining 30% PL Worth damage for 6,613,633 - 22,843,686 = 16,230,053 damage taken. Fist smashing and steered away from target into shoulder wounding, bruisng, and lightly bloodying shoulder under the armor.
Helmets pushed together and attempting to hold him in a grapple and or embrace briefly as described in the moment of the attack.
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Mastered Power [x5]
Great Ape (Uncontrolled)[x10]
Super Saiyan [x12]
Super Saiyan Second Grade [x13]
Super Saiyan Third Grade [x18/10]
Super Saiyan Full Power [x15]
Ember Celica, Katchin Chestplate [-75%PL/+50%Gains], Old Spacepod, 40% Shop
Permission from King of All to summarize on what happened to Kohlrabi. Not part of post order~
When Jarvis initially put her hand around Kohlrabi’s throat in a vice grip, the small saiyan reached up gripping his arm tightly trying without any sort of success to force him away from her while also aiming kicks towards his legs and torso that became more desperate and done more out of panic as she started to feel the emperor’s tight grip around her throat was more than just physical. The toxic gas from Shizen’s last attack had already done a number on her lungs and now that she was once again being denied air her lungs felt like they were on fire. The anger that she had in her eyes turned to intense fear as she reverted out of her super saiyan state. Kohlrabi’s kicking became weaker and weaker and her grip on Jarvis’s arm was admittedly pathetic, this combined with the forced penetration of her deepest thoughts and hidden feelings as well as her increasing inability to fight back through sheer stubbornness forcibly showing the frightened girl’s true colors.
An alarming lack of oxygen dulled Kohlrabi’s senses and her ability to focus to a point that the girl was unable to even attempt fighting back as she was forcibly kissed, her thoughts and feelings left completely open by the violating act. Or at least that was how it felt to Kohlrabi. Being conscious enough to feel it all but being too weak to even lift a finger to do anything to try and prevent it made it so much worse. Slowly and surely but still thankfully, the frightened half-breed’s eyes slowly shut leaving her unconscious allowing her to be dropped to the surface below.
As she plummeted towards the ground still only barely conscious just long enough to hear the tyrant’s words go uninvited through her desecrated mind Kohlrabi felt a disturbing calm- though this sort of ‘calm’ was still far from pleasant- go through her body, somehow suppressing the physical pain from her self-inflicted burns and Jarvis’s vice-like grip around her throat as well as Shizen’s toxic. This still did nothing for the cold almost numbing pain lingering in her skull, more than likely as a result of her mind being forcibly searched so thoroughly searched.
Kohlrabi didn’t even feel it when she hit the ground because at that point she was already unconcious. Laying on her stomach in the dirt, her breathing shallow for a time until she seemed to recover slightly. Her breathing was still very much weak but she didn’t wheeze as often and she seemed to be at peace somewhat. Almost as if she were sleeping peacefully despite the violent and bloody fighting going on above her.
"It.s not... Flare... you say it wasn't meant to be this way but what if it was? What if this is exactly the way it's supposed to be? Please I need you..." Shizen asked of her desperately. There was a strange feeling washing over the nature elemi the more she pleaded with her love to stop her defiance against Jarvis and to simply join her. She felt there was no getting away from Jarvis, no desire to get away from him either... she wasn't an evil person, at least she didn't consider herself to be, but something about Jarvis made her want to stay... something about him made her want to protect him in every way that she could...
At the same time, the nature elemi wanted to protect Flare in that same way... while she loved Flare for a multitude of other reasons, she loved Caesar just as much. As Flare's flames became hotter and hotter, she would take more and more steps away from her. However when Flare yelled at her to leave, Shizen simply shook her head wildly no. That was when Caesar's thoughts pierced into her head, ordering her to stop Flare from interfering with his fight... She bit her lip, biting herself so hard she had tears in her eyes at this point.
"Flare, I'm not going! And I can't let you hurt him!" She yelled out at the fire elemi, a green light expanding around Shizen's body as she suddenly charged forward, flying into Flare's path and extending her arms to her side, stopping in front of the fire Elemi as she charged her fiery attack.
Being so close to Flare now was physically painful... you could see parts of her flesh easily burning away under the heat, but then slowly heal itself up once more with her own natural regeneration abilities. Her ability to heal however was much slower than the damage she was taking, and so she would only be able to be close to Flare for so long.
"If you want to hurt him, you'll have to go through me first Flare..." She couldn't attack Flare... even if they were Caesar's orders she couldn't do it.. She didn't have it in her.
That feeling was there again, a sensation of light Shizen thought she had buried entirely! The light that had been buried by the Majin Mark seemingly forever ago was beginning to peek through once again.
WC: 407 -blocking Flare's path from attacking Caesar and attempting to break majin mark!! -
Post by King of All on Feb 9, 2017 22:30:54 GMT -5
The snarling coming from behind Komatsu’s helmet indicated that the boy wasn’t in his right mind just then. Jarvis managed to redirect his attack, the ki exploding and only serving to damage the Caesar’s shoulder. This infuriated the boy even further as a loud growl escaped his lips.
‘Son of a bitch…’ The boy’s thoughts would easily echo into Caesar’s mind as the blue haired half breed was no doubt constantly listening to them. Komatsu couldn’t speak in this state, but he was still subconsciously aware of what was going on, simply unable to take conscious action over himself. His battle mode was something that took over when his life was threatened, and until he was knocked out, or the threat completely gone, there would be no way to stop him.
Jarvis grabbed a hold of his arm, holding the enraged saiyan as he spoke, spoke about where those he cared for where now, spoke of their likeness to one another, and spoke of the inevitability of Komatsu’s own path to darkness. Outwardly, Komatsu would just roar out, energy pouring out of his body in waves as it attempted to separate himself from the mighty Caesar.
‘They aren’t here, I ordered them to leave. I ordered them to maintain their posts for the better of the Alliance. A leader doesn’t hide behind others, a leader will lead by example and be the first on the battlefield! The one’s that matter to me are doing exactly what I want them too… and Kohl… through everything she came back… Even the most unlikely of friends… even Flare… they all came… That’s the difference between us, Jarvis! We might have gone through the same thing, but you gave in to despair and loneliness! I never stopped looking, or believing that I could be something better. When this is all over, one of us will be mourned by those who sincerely cared for us.
I pity you… I once considered you my rival because I saw myself in you You fought alongside Kimiko, you fought with heroes to defend a planet against evil… my brother and I… I thought… I thought I could be like that… a hero in his own right, that followed his own path! But if this is where that path leads, then I deny my own destiny! I curse my fate and I will fight against it! Maybe we were similar once, but not not…’ Komatsu’s thoughts were running rampant at this point, remembering every encounter he had ever had with Jarvis, his deeper most feelings about the man coming to the surface. While he hated Jarvis, on the same token he didn’t… he pitied him and his grasp for all of this power. Having seen Nasu controlled by the evil sorcerer made Komatsu understand some small part of what Jarvis was going through. He had no doubt that the Demon Queen somehow had her claws sunk into him, no doubt there were a multitude of things that happened after they were brought back to life that drove Jarvis to this… events that didn’t happen to Komatsu, allowing the young saiyan to follow a different path, and up until now, more easily fight the evils that sought to control him.
“I WILL NEVER BE LIKE YOU” The siayan cried out all of a sudden, his thoughts finally seeming to push through the rage and fear of his battle mode and allowing him to speak, just as his helmet crashed hard against Caesar’s own. Another growl emerged from his throat, his head twitching slightly as Komatsu fought to gain control of his battle mode and failing. ‘I think it’s time you opened up your own eyes… see what it is you’ve become… is this really what you wanted? Are you really so different then the man I fought on the lookout? This isn’t who you were supposed to be…’ Komatsu retaliated mentally to Jarvis’ words once more as these thoughts were simply floating in his subconscious, stray thoughts that would never make it past Battle Mode’s hold over his mind.
Jarvis continued to speak, continued to try and force Komatsu to see things Caesar’s way… and in a twisted way Komatsu understood… he had been there once before, minus the godly power of course… but he had been so lost in himself, his hatred and own desires that he committed acts he hadn’t been proud of… In the name of the Empire he had taken lives, planets… He had done so much he felt he hadn’t deserved the second chance he received in the afterlife. However this second chance… this was what was going to save his people, and maybe… just maybe even save Jarvis.
Without saying another would, Komatsu lifted his knee quite abruptly, attempting to hit Jarvis as hard as he could in the abdomen. Sure there was armor in between, but with ki fuelling his striked, he felt he could still deal significant damage. His body knew what to do to keep him alive, and it would move him through those motions… His battle mode, his darkness, would guide him...
Flare continued to charge up the blast and look towards the blue haired prick and kept it up for a while until the green figure she had told to head out remained and blotted out her sight of him. Shizen refused to leave. She refused to move anywhere but into the young flame’s line of fire towards the man who caused all this. Did she not know this was for her? For everyone? Close enough to start singeing the delicate nature elemi’s skin she’s see the absoluteness in her eyes. Anger and hate, coupled by the anxious and scared shaking of her body. She was telling her that she wouldn’t let her blast at Jarvis with her new power. Power she so long needed.
“Shizen, don’t be ridiculous! I’m doing this for you! For Komatsu! For everyone, I’m going to put this monster down! I have the strength, the energy, the ally! I can do this Shizen, just!-” Then it occurred to her that the hippie still wasn't the same as before. If what Jarvis had said about Shizen feeling the way she did because she literally devoured a planet, then… She wasn’t willing to let him get hurt not because it’d endanger the young flame… Despite what the bastard did to her, despite what he had made Shizen do. What she had to go through… She loved him equally or more so. Enough to put herself between her and him despite the man being the obvious big bad on this planet. This was how she saw it, and perhaps she was wrong to feel this way. Her new form wasn’t helping with rational thought, however much of that the normal Flare had. Desperate and hurt, she repeated herself once and then continued. It was noticeable she
“SHIZEN. I am doing this for YOU, love! For Everyone! I’m trying to be good and helpful for once, trying to make up for mistakes! Jarvis, HE is the enemy, bent on killing my friends and destroying homes! Koma needs my help! YET YOU STAND IN MY WAY, you take up his side!? After all I’ve been through to get strong, to come back to get you, to restore what we had, you fall for the GENGHIS KHAN of the Galaxy!? JUST LET ME HELP MY FRIEND, I DON’T WANT TO HAVE TO HURT YOU! NOT AGAIN!” Flare’s thoughts scatterbrained still by the influx of perfect emotion she yelled what came through with relatively no filter on. Her voice progressively got louder and louder as she let herself go. “I’ve given up my LIFE, my HOBBIES, my CAREER, just so I could make up by training each and every day and hour I got! FOR YOU! For YOU! Now please, go! Go before I have to forcibly REMOVE YOU!” She shook at her core as she pretty much screamed now, the fires around her mimicking by fluctuating even greater now.
“IT’S ME OR HIM, I’m NOT going to stand by and let him kill Koma! I am NOT going with him anywhere after this is done, He’ll either be DEAD or I WILL! I AM NOT going to argue over this, if you don’t MOVE then I’LL HAVE TO DO IT! I WILL HAVE TO knock you DOWN, AND THEN CONTINUE. I CANNOT LIVE WITH MYSELF IF I FAIL THIS!” This wasn’t fair at all. Flare shouldn’t have to be fighting with a person she came here to save. The planet was already going to shit, Komatsu had lost his body and mind it seemed, and now this. It would be nice to have Jax right now just to punt the ever living shit out of him. What Shizen was trying to do, essentially now, was talk down a sentient wildfire with the intent of burning a path through an extremely overgrown forest. Something it saw fit to weed out as problematic because in truth it was.
[“Koma…”] She tried getting into his head, however scattered that was in his new form, and tried conveying a message similarly. Flare’s mind and all sound like it was fighting to not yell, if that was possible, at the saiyan in a fit of passion. [“You still there buddy? I’m here, please just hold on a bit…! We couldn’t… stop him from blowing the planet up, but we can still… get him! Everyone’s gone but him and my flower…! I’m trying my hardest not to… just…”] She stalled for a moment and just yelled out in frustration, the culmination of emotions inside her being getting to her. She had to let it out.
“RRRAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH!” For a moment she looked like she was just going to let loose her collected red fire ki and spew it all over Shizen for just being in front of her. The young flame stumbled forward after yelling at the skies and caught herself before she’d have to use her hands, full of the concentrated ki, to catch herself. “HHHahhhhHH...! H-HAAAAaaahhhhh… JAAAAAAAAAAAAAARVIIIISSSSSSS!” Her anger stretched across the planet, geysers of hot gases and still molten metals spouting out near her from the intensity of her power and voice. The ground immediately around her shook with the vibration of her upcoming blast, tensing up as she kept pouring her every muscle and spirit into it with her full devotion to the feelings she had towards the man.
This was what pure rage felt like. Anger in its most simple and pure form. Flare continues to charge the blast, trying to warn and get Shizen(@green) to stop meddling, trying desperately to hold herself together. This Turn: 200% (18,647,580) PL Damage Next Turn: 300% (27,971,370) PL Damage!
Stamina: 1/4 Current Powerlevel: 9,323,790/6,659,850
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