Post by Heizen on Mar 23, 2017 1:35:47 GMT -5
[Heavy Weights still on]
"Where.... Where am I," the demon thought to himself, his eyes shut in darkness. It hurt too much to even open his eyes. The black-skinned Demon could feel nothing but the albeit refreshing yet caging waters. He was forcibly fastened into what appeared to be a rejuvenation tank? This fluid was healing his wounds, and yet he didn’t feel any better at all? “Mal-... Malokai…” the Demon muttered to himself. The only sounds he could hear were the bleeps and bloops of the machine that sustained his vitals. He felt alone. He felt powerless. Where was he? He couldn’t concentrate his senses. Something was keeping him from concentrating. Heizen felt a strange sensation as he suddenly found himself asleep once more… fading back into darkness.
A few hours later… he awoke once more and it was all the same. The beeps and bloops of the machines were still ticking at a consistent tempo with their high pitch, the feeling of drowsiness and powerlessness overfilled him. “Whe-.... Where am I?” he muttered once more. “Nowhere safe - I can assure you…,” a recognizable voice called out to him with a deep, mechanical voice. Heizen recognized the snarl and pride behind it even if it was autotuned behind a sound card. Malokai. “How are you… How are you alive…,” he asked pathetically, his face wincing intensively. All the Demon could hear then was the strange chuckles of his former master as if he had asked a very stupid question. “It was your first time visiting this planet, so I suppose you aren’t familiar with the Earthlings technology,” he began to explain. “I have been to Earth many times. In the event of my death I had my intelligence stored, prepared to be reborn into this machine. My memories, thoughts, emotions. ExGen Solutions has come a long way in its technological advances. I kept it in safe keeping with one of my own,” he said with a smile. Heizen understood. So he turned himself into an android. So in a way he had died… but his consciousness hadn’t?
The Demon stirred in his tank as he listened to this. All that time he had spent happy that his master was destroyed. It had never occurred to him that one of his own would betray him. Heizen moaned in pain as that strange feeling went through him once more. “I feel strange…,” he murmured in confusion. What was in this chamber? “That’s not a typical rejuvenation chamber… it’s constantly healing your cells yes… but I also added in trace amounts of poison into the stream. What’s healing you is also killing you. These scientists made sure that the ratio was just right to keep you weak but breathing. I plan on doing this for a loooooong time,” he said with a smile. Heizen felt pain shoot through him all around. Whatever this was… it was definitely bio-engineered for demons.
These cruel bastards, these scientists who helped him. He would kill them all for this… in a manner with which none would ever dare speak of for its horror...but the question was how? There wasn’t anyone to come save him. And he couldn’t save himself. No one from the clan would come looking for him. They’d just assumed he died on his foolish quest to check out this planet. Suusao proved that he was incapable of even respecting the Demon despite his efforts in seeing his power grow.
“This is your punishment for taking my clan, for taking my life.. For thinking you could ever escape from my shadow!” Heizen listened to the Demon’s taunts, but he bore them no mind. He would kill them. He would kill them all. That singular drive would move him.
Day after day. They tortured him for hours and days with this mix of healing and poison spread out. He blacked in and out of consciousness continuously for two weeks. No matter how much he screamed no one could hear him underground. He couldn’t focus his power. He was trapped. To the average man it would appear that he had given all hope of escape. All hope of a safe return.
But he was waiting. In the stretch of time before the poison set in and only the healing liquid entered his bloodstream- that was the window in which he began to think clearly. He wasn’t strong enough to channel his ki, but he was able to form thoughts stretched out over that time. He was waiting patiently for one thing that might save him. Malokai had forgotten something important about being a Demon when he had shed his skin and attained this metal form.
And on the 16th day of the third cycle of the year was the day he would find himself free. “I just wanted to be free!” Heizen muttered in defiance as he continued day by day to listen to the Demon’s taunts. “To be free of you. To claim something for myself!” he screamed loudly. It was all he wanted. Free Will. Identity. Property. “And like the Demons who came before you in your line- you will fall and be punished for your pride and insolence. You will join them in oblivion… but not until I’ve squeezed every joyous second preparing you for hell.”
Heizen said nothing in the confines of his tank. He simply waited for the poison to fill his veins once more. He noticed Malokai especially dropped his guard whenever the Demon was filled with this poison. Whenever Heizen was in that interim state between heals and poison however he could sense a slight sense of fear in the robot’s voice. Something about Heizen’s power scared the former Demon now turned Metal Machine. “You’re going to have to let me out of here to claim my life…,” Heizen reminded him. The machine said nothing to him. “I’m not a fool. Even in a poisoned state- you’re dangerous. I recognize those bracers of yours. Dark Magic Artifacts used to siphon your power in order to speed up your progress. All you need do is undo them and you could level this entire place with a finger even while critical as you are.” Heizen found this amusing. So he knew how much more powerful the Demon was in a fair fight.
“You always were about cheap tricks and strategies to win your battles. Maybe during your first life if you had put a little effort into your body you wouldn’t exist in such a worthless metal shell,” he muttered. Malokai had always poisoned his enemies, surprised them with ambushes, or made sneaky alliances. He had hardly ever gotten in real fights himself. Forcing minions like Heizen to do his dirty work instead. Heizen chuckled to himself. “Don’t worry Malokai. You won’t have to fear me much longer..”
“Because you and everyone here are going to be dead in the next minute…” he said while continuing to laugh.
An endless fit of dark, chuckling resonating to taunt the pathetic shell of his master. “Stop laughing! What do you mean!?” Malokai yelled at him angrily as he banged on the chamber. In his mind Heizen was trapped. There was nothing he could do to break free while the poison restrained him. The laughter suddenly began to fade as Heizen settled down from his intense glee. “Tell me - Malokai. Have your scientists informed you what day it is?” Heizen whispered to him with a venomous smile.
Suddenly Heizen’s energy began to swell. This was his second time using the form since his arrival on Earth. Malokai began to panic as he realized Heizen’s transformation and therefore his folly. The scientists weren’t familiar with the Makyo Star so they felt no need to tell him that Heizen was capable of channeling its power today. Heizen's eyes became a hollow shade of white with no sign of life in them. His body morphed from its previous state into something much more barbaric, more vicious. Growing from his previous six-foot appearance into an eight foot goliath, his ears displaced and turned into horns. His skin hardened into a black steel and protruded spikes all across. His ki turned from its usual cool, dark-blue resonance into pure black. Liquid spewed out from the broken chamber onto the floor. Malokai could do nothing but watch as Heizen grabbed hold of the top of his tin can body and threw him through a wall. "KILL HIM! KILL HIM NOW! INCREASE THE POISON!!!!" he shouted in fear.
But it was already too late.
[Heizen’s PL (Heavy Weights) = 13591 x 10 (Makyo Star) = 135,910 PL
Metal Malokai = 15,000 x 5 (Base Model Plus) = 75,000 PL]
“I promise only to enjoy it more when I stand over your ashes! And bring everyone in this building to their knees!” Heizen roared with a primal rage. The scientists in the next room tried to flee but he fired a barrage of ki blasts from his hands slaughtering each of them. Screams echoed across the building as each of them faced complete annihilation. It was as if they had never existed. He saved a few to also barrage the recovering machine husk of his former master. “OH GET UP!” he roared once more in his furious, fiery rage. “Weren’t you claiming just a short few minutes ago: that you’d ‘make good of every second preparing me for hell’? Well have at it! I’ll enjoy scrapping the oil from the floor!” Malokai said nothing. He merely began to run out of the room and toward the staircase. Heizen followed after him.
No doubt under his control; the Tin Can sent the peasant humans to run at Heizen with their toys. It would do them no good. Their knives would never reach him. Heizen merely shoved one and they collided into the others with so much force they exploded like fireworks into piles of blood and crushed organs.
Such fragile creatures. And it wasn’t even their fault. They were being coerced into this with mind control. But Heizen didn’t care. He was going to kill, to obliterate, to extinguish every organism standing between him and his target without hesitation or regret. “It ends tonight. I’ll bury this basement in blood.” he whispered to himself, the white lifeless eyes glaring at the staircase. Hearing the rumbling as more came charging to get in his way, Heizen prepared himself for more collateral. Frontward kicking the scientists coming down the stairs with so much force that their torso was separated from their legs and collided into the next trio of scientists approaching like a bowling ball.
“You can’t save yourself! Not this time!” he said as he arrived on the ground floor. Standing waiting for him was Malokai. But he wasn’t alone. It appears he had been busy in all the time that Heizen had been celebrating his death. Before him appeared to be dozen and a half of these androids serving under the former Demon Clan Head. “Your power has grown, Heizen. But even you can’t stop ALL of us!” the robotic Demon replied. “All of these things have a power level of five thousand! You can’t hope to win!”
[Heizen (Makyo Form) = 139,512 PL w/ Heavy Weights on]
[Metal Malokai (Base Model +) = 75,000 PL]
[Robot Minions x 18 = 5,000 PL Each ]
Heizen chuckled. Cracking his neck and then his knuckles; he stared down the competition without so much as a blink. “Bring it on then. This’ll be a good exercise.” Charging his black ki with little regard or worry for his own safety, The Demon rushed right into battle. Two of these droids rushed him at once. Paying them no mind Heizen seized both of their heads in his grasp and crushed them without a thought. Sparks of electricity fuzzed as their bodies fell to the floor even more lifeless than before. He had to not exert too much power at once with the odds against him in this fight. Each of these toys were only but a blip to him.
But together they were a nuisance. He would pick them apart one by one. He had the advantage. If he could devastate them then Malokai would have no one to protect him. If he tried to flee then he could ignore them and just focus straight on him with minor effort. And if things really got difficult then he could just kill them all without his Dark Magic Inhibitors. From their eyes they all fired laser beams at once to pressure the Demon into submission, but with his superior speed he managed to evade all of them with a myriad of shifting around mid-flight around them. There were only seventeen of them to worry about (if you included Malokai). He then appeared in front of the nearest robot and grabbed him by his head and threw him into another two. The overwhelming force of his power allowed him to crush all three of them at once. Only thirteen bots to go.
Heizen called out to his former master with yet another vicious taunt. “These toys won’t save you, you tin can piece-of-trash! I can kill all of them. And I’ll have no problem going through them to get. to. YOU!” Charging his ki - Heizen released a large influx of ki in the form of a dome shaped shockwave eradicating as many of these droids as he could at once. Seven of them got swept up in the blast while Malokai and the rest of his six droids were merely pushed a few feet back by the pressure. Heizen had released a huge amount of power at once. Panting from the exhaustion of releasing all that power at once - he stood proud towards his foes awaiting their counterstrike. They could give him all they had and it still wouldn’t be enough. Malokai began to fire his most powerful energy beam - The Devil’s Execution Beam with both of his hands creating a red ball that would soon be a beam to attack Heizen head on. From one of each of their arms- ki cannons began to fire blue energy orbs that would turn into a wave.
Heizen prepared himself standing straight to prepare himself for the assault ahead. A big smile was on his face. Even with all of their power they wouldn’t be able to stop him. The blue energy waves pushed the red energy beam - allowing it to expand in mass as it overwhelmed the entirety of Heizen’s body completely. An explosion rang out across the laboratory as Heizen bit his lip from the impact. He quietly groaned to himself from the pain, as his pride prevented him from letting on his pain. A huge cloud of dust swept the room - the robots waiting and hoping that their gambit had succeeded. They would be very displeased to know… it had not. Heizen was damaged. That was much was certain. Cuts and bruises covered the demon’s body. Red liquid leaked from his body quite a bit - no doubt the strange blood in his veins. He had to admit a truth to himself - he was lucky he did not lose an arm in the blast. But with all of their energy wiped away…
Heizen could finish this up real quick. Appearing in front of the remaining six droids with a smile as he disappeared from sight. Appearing in front of them once more- he grabbed one with both hands and hung it over his head. Pulling it apart instantly in two - Heizen carried the dead robot’s parts like weapons and smacked one piece of the robot into another. With each violent, brutal hit he crushed them too with unstoppable power. He found it so amusing to hit them with their own fellow droids. To him it made it seem like they were killing each other, though he was aware that it was he himself who was inflicting such damage.
After that onslaught- there was only four of them left to challenge him (his cowering master included). They didn’t stand a ghost of a chance. As they all rushed at him from varying angles - Heizen smiled as he disappeared from their sight with the use of his sheer speed alone. Not being able to sense energy and being completely outmatched in speed - it was a wonder how Malokai thought he was going to win this. Grabbing the heads of the other two - Heizen crushed their heads right in front of him as if they were made of weak paper mache. It was just mano e mano. Demon to Robot Demon. There was nothing left to save Malokai from Heizen now. “DO YOU THINK YOU’VE WON!?” Malokai shouted with rage. “Heh… I’ve got a trump card up my sleeve. I may not be able to channel the Makyo Star.. but I can still direct ALL of my machine body’s power at once! OVERDRIVE: DEVIL’S EXECUTION BEAM!”
Heizen sighed as the red energy beam charged toward him once again. Another explosion filled the room - creating another Dust cloud as the equipment of the laboratory flung off the shelves from the concussive force. When the dust cleared - Heizen had seemingly vanished. To Malokai it had appeared that he had been obliterated entirely. The robot paused for a moment. A smile was plastered on his tin, metal face as he began to chuckle. “He’s…. He’s… finally….”
“Dead, right?”
The robot Demon’s eyes widened, as he took a fast intake of air. Before he could turn around to face the Demon behind him - Heizen’s enormous arms launched the bastard straight across the room into another wall. Walking slowly towards the demon with a big ole giddy smile on his face. The end was near. The Robot Demon struggled to get up from the mighty blow, barely able to get up on his feet. He had no way of overcoming Heizen’s immense power. He was helpless as a lamb awaiting slaughter. A soldier facing the end of a nuke. A gazelle staring down a lion. There were oh so many comparisons and they would still pale in comparison in explaining just how royally fucked he was. Malokai rushed at the demon once more desperately - only to be met with an energy wave through the stomach knocking him right back where he started. Pathetic.
The robotic shell of his former master rushed at him again in vain to strike him with his fist - but Heizen merely grabbed his arm this time. As Malokai lay stuck there - Heizen’s lifeless form bore some creepy resemblance of a smile as it stared deep into the Robot’s eyelids. Squeezing it with great intensity - Heizen crushed and ripped off the metal appendage - causing oil to leak into his face. But he didn’t care. The look on the pathetic robot’s face was more than enough to satisfy his wrath. Heizen then bounced him right on back against the wall with a half-assed shove.
Malokai knew his end was coming. There was nothing he could do. And so trembling like the worm he truly was against the wall- Malokai squirmed and closed his robotic eyes as he waited for the inevitable death to come. Whining like a coward he did. The cries of fear acting like a symphony for the Demon’s ears. It was like magic to him in this moment. “All your intimidations, all your posturing. I can’t honestly decide what about you I’ll miss the least,” he said with a dark, haughty chuckle.
“But now you will truly be sent to hell… knowing in the dark void to come your most bitter truth…”
“I finally became your better.”
And just like that he blew away what was left with a single dark blue energy wave - nothing but ash and melt metal left in the wake. The laboratory was destroyed beyond belief - the scientists who had been imprisoning him all dead (left as nothing but mere blood stains on their own workplace). Heizen smiled as he turned and admired his handiwork. Unfortunately there was nothing else to be done on this miserable planet. He would conquer it one day, but he had not the strength to purge the distasteful mortals from this realm. It was time to return home.
Besides… he had his clan to slaughter now. Heading into his dark portal - the Jackal Demon stepping right back into his home once more ready to face the next chapter. The death toll rings for the damned...
OOC:
TWC = 3397
Heavy Weights Bonus. Taking PL Plz
"Where.... Where am I," the demon thought to himself, his eyes shut in darkness. It hurt too much to even open his eyes. The black-skinned Demon could feel nothing but the albeit refreshing yet caging waters. He was forcibly fastened into what appeared to be a rejuvenation tank? This fluid was healing his wounds, and yet he didn’t feel any better at all? “Mal-... Malokai…” the Demon muttered to himself. The only sounds he could hear were the bleeps and bloops of the machine that sustained his vitals. He felt alone. He felt powerless. Where was he? He couldn’t concentrate his senses. Something was keeping him from concentrating. Heizen felt a strange sensation as he suddenly found himself asleep once more… fading back into darkness.
A few hours later… he awoke once more and it was all the same. The beeps and bloops of the machines were still ticking at a consistent tempo with their high pitch, the feeling of drowsiness and powerlessness overfilled him. “Whe-.... Where am I?” he muttered once more. “Nowhere safe - I can assure you…,” a recognizable voice called out to him with a deep, mechanical voice. Heizen recognized the snarl and pride behind it even if it was autotuned behind a sound card. Malokai. “How are you… How are you alive…,” he asked pathetically, his face wincing intensively. All the Demon could hear then was the strange chuckles of his former master as if he had asked a very stupid question. “It was your first time visiting this planet, so I suppose you aren’t familiar with the Earthlings technology,” he began to explain. “I have been to Earth many times. In the event of my death I had my intelligence stored, prepared to be reborn into this machine. My memories, thoughts, emotions. ExGen Solutions has come a long way in its technological advances. I kept it in safe keeping with one of my own,” he said with a smile. Heizen understood. So he turned himself into an android. So in a way he had died… but his consciousness hadn’t?
The Demon stirred in his tank as he listened to this. All that time he had spent happy that his master was destroyed. It had never occurred to him that one of his own would betray him. Heizen moaned in pain as that strange feeling went through him once more. “I feel strange…,” he murmured in confusion. What was in this chamber? “That’s not a typical rejuvenation chamber… it’s constantly healing your cells yes… but I also added in trace amounts of poison into the stream. What’s healing you is also killing you. These scientists made sure that the ratio was just right to keep you weak but breathing. I plan on doing this for a loooooong time,” he said with a smile. Heizen felt pain shoot through him all around. Whatever this was… it was definitely bio-engineered for demons.
These cruel bastards, these scientists who helped him. He would kill them all for this… in a manner with which none would ever dare speak of for its horror...but the question was how? There wasn’t anyone to come save him. And he couldn’t save himself. No one from the clan would come looking for him. They’d just assumed he died on his foolish quest to check out this planet. Suusao proved that he was incapable of even respecting the Demon despite his efforts in seeing his power grow.
“This is your punishment for taking my clan, for taking my life.. For thinking you could ever escape from my shadow!” Heizen listened to the Demon’s taunts, but he bore them no mind. He would kill them. He would kill them all. That singular drive would move him.
Day after day. They tortured him for hours and days with this mix of healing and poison spread out. He blacked in and out of consciousness continuously for two weeks. No matter how much he screamed no one could hear him underground. He couldn’t focus his power. He was trapped. To the average man it would appear that he had given all hope of escape. All hope of a safe return.
But he was waiting. In the stretch of time before the poison set in and only the healing liquid entered his bloodstream- that was the window in which he began to think clearly. He wasn’t strong enough to channel his ki, but he was able to form thoughts stretched out over that time. He was waiting patiently for one thing that might save him. Malokai had forgotten something important about being a Demon when he had shed his skin and attained this metal form.
And on the 16th day of the third cycle of the year was the day he would find himself free. “I just wanted to be free!” Heizen muttered in defiance as he continued day by day to listen to the Demon’s taunts. “To be free of you. To claim something for myself!” he screamed loudly. It was all he wanted. Free Will. Identity. Property. “And like the Demons who came before you in your line- you will fall and be punished for your pride and insolence. You will join them in oblivion… but not until I’ve squeezed every joyous second preparing you for hell.”
Heizen said nothing in the confines of his tank. He simply waited for the poison to fill his veins once more. He noticed Malokai especially dropped his guard whenever the Demon was filled with this poison. Whenever Heizen was in that interim state between heals and poison however he could sense a slight sense of fear in the robot’s voice. Something about Heizen’s power scared the former Demon now turned Metal Machine. “You’re going to have to let me out of here to claim my life…,” Heizen reminded him. The machine said nothing to him. “I’m not a fool. Even in a poisoned state- you’re dangerous. I recognize those bracers of yours. Dark Magic Artifacts used to siphon your power in order to speed up your progress. All you need do is undo them and you could level this entire place with a finger even while critical as you are.” Heizen found this amusing. So he knew how much more powerful the Demon was in a fair fight.
“You always were about cheap tricks and strategies to win your battles. Maybe during your first life if you had put a little effort into your body you wouldn’t exist in such a worthless metal shell,” he muttered. Malokai had always poisoned his enemies, surprised them with ambushes, or made sneaky alliances. He had hardly ever gotten in real fights himself. Forcing minions like Heizen to do his dirty work instead. Heizen chuckled to himself. “Don’t worry Malokai. You won’t have to fear me much longer..”
“Because you and everyone here are going to be dead in the next minute…” he said while continuing to laugh.
An endless fit of dark, chuckling resonating to taunt the pathetic shell of his master. “Stop laughing! What do you mean!?” Malokai yelled at him angrily as he banged on the chamber. In his mind Heizen was trapped. There was nothing he could do to break free while the poison restrained him. The laughter suddenly began to fade as Heizen settled down from his intense glee. “Tell me - Malokai. Have your scientists informed you what day it is?” Heizen whispered to him with a venomous smile.
Suddenly Heizen’s energy began to swell. This was his second time using the form since his arrival on Earth. Malokai began to panic as he realized Heizen’s transformation and therefore his folly. The scientists weren’t familiar with the Makyo Star so they felt no need to tell him that Heizen was capable of channeling its power today. Heizen's eyes became a hollow shade of white with no sign of life in them. His body morphed from its previous state into something much more barbaric, more vicious. Growing from his previous six-foot appearance into an eight foot goliath, his ears displaced and turned into horns. His skin hardened into a black steel and protruded spikes all across. His ki turned from its usual cool, dark-blue resonance into pure black. Liquid spewed out from the broken chamber onto the floor. Malokai could do nothing but watch as Heizen grabbed hold of the top of his tin can body and threw him through a wall. "KILL HIM! KILL HIM NOW! INCREASE THE POISON!!!!" he shouted in fear.
But it was already too late.
[Heizen’s PL (Heavy Weights) = 13591 x 10 (Makyo Star) = 135,910 PL
Metal Malokai = 15,000 x 5 (Base Model Plus) = 75,000 PL]
“I promise only to enjoy it more when I stand over your ashes! And bring everyone in this building to their knees!” Heizen roared with a primal rage. The scientists in the next room tried to flee but he fired a barrage of ki blasts from his hands slaughtering each of them. Screams echoed across the building as each of them faced complete annihilation. It was as if they had never existed. He saved a few to also barrage the recovering machine husk of his former master. “OH GET UP!” he roared once more in his furious, fiery rage. “Weren’t you claiming just a short few minutes ago: that you’d ‘make good of every second preparing me for hell’? Well have at it! I’ll enjoy scrapping the oil from the floor!” Malokai said nothing. He merely began to run out of the room and toward the staircase. Heizen followed after him.
No doubt under his control; the Tin Can sent the peasant humans to run at Heizen with their toys. It would do them no good. Their knives would never reach him. Heizen merely shoved one and they collided into the others with so much force they exploded like fireworks into piles of blood and crushed organs.
Such fragile creatures. And it wasn’t even their fault. They were being coerced into this with mind control. But Heizen didn’t care. He was going to kill, to obliterate, to extinguish every organism standing between him and his target without hesitation or regret. “It ends tonight. I’ll bury this basement in blood.” he whispered to himself, the white lifeless eyes glaring at the staircase. Hearing the rumbling as more came charging to get in his way, Heizen prepared himself for more collateral. Frontward kicking the scientists coming down the stairs with so much force that their torso was separated from their legs and collided into the next trio of scientists approaching like a bowling ball.
“You can’t save yourself! Not this time!” he said as he arrived on the ground floor. Standing waiting for him was Malokai. But he wasn’t alone. It appears he had been busy in all the time that Heizen had been celebrating his death. Before him appeared to be dozen and a half of these androids serving under the former Demon Clan Head. “Your power has grown, Heizen. But even you can’t stop ALL of us!” the robotic Demon replied. “All of these things have a power level of five thousand! You can’t hope to win!”
[Heizen (Makyo Form) = 139,512 PL w/ Heavy Weights on]
[Metal Malokai (Base Model +) = 75,000 PL]
[Robot Minions x 18 = 5,000 PL Each ]
Heizen chuckled. Cracking his neck and then his knuckles; he stared down the competition without so much as a blink. “Bring it on then. This’ll be a good exercise.” Charging his black ki with little regard or worry for his own safety, The Demon rushed right into battle. Two of these droids rushed him at once. Paying them no mind Heizen seized both of their heads in his grasp and crushed them without a thought. Sparks of electricity fuzzed as their bodies fell to the floor even more lifeless than before. He had to not exert too much power at once with the odds against him in this fight. Each of these toys were only but a blip to him.
But together they were a nuisance. He would pick them apart one by one. He had the advantage. If he could devastate them then Malokai would have no one to protect him. If he tried to flee then he could ignore them and just focus straight on him with minor effort. And if things really got difficult then he could just kill them all without his Dark Magic Inhibitors. From their eyes they all fired laser beams at once to pressure the Demon into submission, but with his superior speed he managed to evade all of them with a myriad of shifting around mid-flight around them. There were only seventeen of them to worry about (if you included Malokai). He then appeared in front of the nearest robot and grabbed him by his head and threw him into another two. The overwhelming force of his power allowed him to crush all three of them at once. Only thirteen bots to go.
Heizen called out to his former master with yet another vicious taunt. “These toys won’t save you, you tin can piece-of-trash! I can kill all of them. And I’ll have no problem going through them to get. to. YOU!” Charging his ki - Heizen released a large influx of ki in the form of a dome shaped shockwave eradicating as many of these droids as he could at once. Seven of them got swept up in the blast while Malokai and the rest of his six droids were merely pushed a few feet back by the pressure. Heizen had released a huge amount of power at once. Panting from the exhaustion of releasing all that power at once - he stood proud towards his foes awaiting their counterstrike. They could give him all they had and it still wouldn’t be enough. Malokai began to fire his most powerful energy beam - The Devil’s Execution Beam with both of his hands creating a red ball that would soon be a beam to attack Heizen head on. From one of each of their arms- ki cannons began to fire blue energy orbs that would turn into a wave.
Heizen prepared himself standing straight to prepare himself for the assault ahead. A big smile was on his face. Even with all of their power they wouldn’t be able to stop him. The blue energy waves pushed the red energy beam - allowing it to expand in mass as it overwhelmed the entirety of Heizen’s body completely. An explosion rang out across the laboratory as Heizen bit his lip from the impact. He quietly groaned to himself from the pain, as his pride prevented him from letting on his pain. A huge cloud of dust swept the room - the robots waiting and hoping that their gambit had succeeded. They would be very displeased to know… it had not. Heizen was damaged. That was much was certain. Cuts and bruises covered the demon’s body. Red liquid leaked from his body quite a bit - no doubt the strange blood in his veins. He had to admit a truth to himself - he was lucky he did not lose an arm in the blast. But with all of their energy wiped away…
Heizen could finish this up real quick. Appearing in front of the remaining six droids with a smile as he disappeared from sight. Appearing in front of them once more- he grabbed one with both hands and hung it over his head. Pulling it apart instantly in two - Heizen carried the dead robot’s parts like weapons and smacked one piece of the robot into another. With each violent, brutal hit he crushed them too with unstoppable power. He found it so amusing to hit them with their own fellow droids. To him it made it seem like they were killing each other, though he was aware that it was he himself who was inflicting such damage.
After that onslaught- there was only four of them left to challenge him (his cowering master included). They didn’t stand a ghost of a chance. As they all rushed at him from varying angles - Heizen smiled as he disappeared from their sight with the use of his sheer speed alone. Not being able to sense energy and being completely outmatched in speed - it was a wonder how Malokai thought he was going to win this. Grabbing the heads of the other two - Heizen crushed their heads right in front of him as if they were made of weak paper mache. It was just mano e mano. Demon to Robot Demon. There was nothing left to save Malokai from Heizen now. “DO YOU THINK YOU’VE WON!?” Malokai shouted with rage. “Heh… I’ve got a trump card up my sleeve. I may not be able to channel the Makyo Star.. but I can still direct ALL of my machine body’s power at once! OVERDRIVE: DEVIL’S EXECUTION BEAM!”
Heizen sighed as the red energy beam charged toward him once again. Another explosion filled the room - creating another Dust cloud as the equipment of the laboratory flung off the shelves from the concussive force. When the dust cleared - Heizen had seemingly vanished. To Malokai it had appeared that he had been obliterated entirely. The robot paused for a moment. A smile was plastered on his tin, metal face as he began to chuckle. “He’s…. He’s… finally….”
“Dead, right?”
The robot Demon’s eyes widened, as he took a fast intake of air. Before he could turn around to face the Demon behind him - Heizen’s enormous arms launched the bastard straight across the room into another wall. Walking slowly towards the demon with a big ole giddy smile on his face. The end was near. The Robot Demon struggled to get up from the mighty blow, barely able to get up on his feet. He had no way of overcoming Heizen’s immense power. He was helpless as a lamb awaiting slaughter. A soldier facing the end of a nuke. A gazelle staring down a lion. There were oh so many comparisons and they would still pale in comparison in explaining just how royally fucked he was. Malokai rushed at the demon once more desperately - only to be met with an energy wave through the stomach knocking him right back where he started. Pathetic.
The robotic shell of his former master rushed at him again in vain to strike him with his fist - but Heizen merely grabbed his arm this time. As Malokai lay stuck there - Heizen’s lifeless form bore some creepy resemblance of a smile as it stared deep into the Robot’s eyelids. Squeezing it with great intensity - Heizen crushed and ripped off the metal appendage - causing oil to leak into his face. But he didn’t care. The look on the pathetic robot’s face was more than enough to satisfy his wrath. Heizen then bounced him right on back against the wall with a half-assed shove.
Malokai knew his end was coming. There was nothing he could do. And so trembling like the worm he truly was against the wall- Malokai squirmed and closed his robotic eyes as he waited for the inevitable death to come. Whining like a coward he did. The cries of fear acting like a symphony for the Demon’s ears. It was like magic to him in this moment. “All your intimidations, all your posturing. I can’t honestly decide what about you I’ll miss the least,” he said with a dark, haughty chuckle.
“But now you will truly be sent to hell… knowing in the dark void to come your most bitter truth…”
“I finally became your better.”
And just like that he blew away what was left with a single dark blue energy wave - nothing but ash and melt metal left in the wake. The laboratory was destroyed beyond belief - the scientists who had been imprisoning him all dead (left as nothing but mere blood stains on their own workplace). Heizen smiled as he turned and admired his handiwork. Unfortunately there was nothing else to be done on this miserable planet. He would conquer it one day, but he had not the strength to purge the distasteful mortals from this realm. It was time to return home.
Besides… he had his clan to slaughter now. Heading into his dark portal - the Jackal Demon stepping right back into his home once more ready to face the next chapter. The death toll rings for the damned...
OOC:
TWC = 3397
Heavy Weights Bonus. Taking PL Plz
