A dimension all our own [Jarvis]

He seethed with anger and strange boredom. Seething with a dark energy as the tendrils of his mind reached out like a invisible expanse of violating darkness. But with nothing to push themselves upon given in this world only he and shizen were the true existences's. There were others but only strange soulless creations he'd spawned as servants to carry out duties and needs. As well as what was as if a godly Eden. A small area within the void that was as if with all the luxuries of his palace and ships. Shifting creations to supply all great comforts and the staff to serve within and servants. But being his creations didn't grant them anything that could surprise him. They were his and were little more then toys from the toy chest. 

He was beginning to realize that as expansive as this dimension was it was also like a room with the walls closing in. Here he could not indulge in the desires of the true realms. None would oppose him and harm him in ways he had yet to discover. None would please him or show him new things from the galaxy. Foods, drugs, sexual exploits of races he'd yet to conquer. So many things were now far from out of reach they almost didn't even exist to him any longer. His anger had been taken out on many of his own creations. Lovely men and women molded to look like several races some of whom laid disemboweled and torn to pieces like living dolls at his feet. Some of them looking like familiar faces others random ideas or faces he knew but long stopped caring of who they really were. He growled and whispered to seemingly nothing. Dead bodies of the Saiyan alliance family members strewn about at his feet. The Viceroy and even those of several other royalties he'd duplicated in his creations like he did with the Elemi sisters. His body giving off unstable energy though as such exploits were extremely taxing on him. Creating life was harshly taboo to normal kai's what he did was borderline blasphemy and took enough energy that would have killed lesser beings. 

He hadn't even heard Shizen at first. He just seemed to observe the nothingness. Whispering and talking to himself. Behind him within the strange broken wonderland of oddities that was his Eden in a otherwise void existence caste a crazy wonderland esc sensation mood within the air. Slaves that resembled the prior Kai's and Nasu. Chained to his bed that was in the open Jarvis having days ago torn down the walls to his palace. The rattle of chains was heard as the mimics of Atsuko and her sister remained there in horrendous condition. Komatsu not far off as well along with the strange little Kai who seemed to have vanished as well in the other world. Bernael in a place all his own as well. All these just mere copies of their true selves. Living creations like his Elemi.  If Shizen were to draw closer there as Jarvis stood at the borders of his created distractions and haven. She'd soon come to see he was strangling another creation. One to look like the dog woman that had put him here. A few of her faces strewn about among the dead and servants as well. Even one in his strange... chambers with the others. It seemed the one in his clutches never seemed to die only suffer in a endless suffocation and choking sensation. Perhaps it was part of how he'd constructed her. "I am the true god! This is not how this should be! I should be the one pillaging and ruling all of existence no trapped by it... Disgusting little vermin. Little insects... Toys that defile and turn against their master." He'd say exhaling heavily as his eyes shifted to a pure black state. Drawing in heavy breaths as he looked exhausted. All his creations heavily taxing on even his godly body of Kai's. Even the two Elemi he'd created before took much out of him. He'd all but stopped caring recently of his limits. He'd given into his desires of lust, created drugs and drink. Even of violence and creations to such a degree he'd even forced himself into passing out several times in this universe. Given his tolerance to all of those things made that quite the feat. He was growing impatient and now wanted to find a way out of this place. A way back to the pains, and joys of the true existence. Back to his conquering and sweet delectable punishments. Only just lightly feeling Shizens presence like a small needle prick against his immense darkness reaching out eons into the distance finding still nothing but them and his creations alone. 

He exhaled a heavy breath like brimstone as a dark miasma like aura gathered around him.  His dark energy becoming more pure and less masked as he was finding fewer reasons to hide and more so just allowed it to run rampant in his body. He didn't look at Shizen but seemed to just continue torturing the creature in his grasp. His finger tips eventually cutting through tendons and forcing through muscle as he'd severe the head with his bare hands then dropping it. Using magic to begin to remold the body so he could do it all over again once more. Bodies shifting behind him and and chains rattling as each of his false captives were kept in shape that made them appear as slaves or locked servants. Only those that cleaned and prepared food or other arrangements actually walked free. "I don't need these creations! These are simply visions of the fate I'll bestow upon those in the other existence. Endless punishment and pain to those that oppose me! I am their god! I am their emperor and to oppose me is to oppose the divine! If It is not my godly right to rule then how is it that even when the other 'beings of light' oppose me and my creation I continue to exist! I am the one that makes lesser gods bleed! I am the master! If they wish to awaken me fully they will cry tears of blood when they see that awakening in all its glory!" Turning in a rampage and in anger losing grasp on his mind tackling at one of the servants standing free holding a plate that held drinks before it crashed to the ground. 

It appeared as the small Kai girl that had once accompanied the north Kai. One of the many that had gone missing as new Kai's arisen to face him. Smashing at her face with his fists that in several moments was little more then mush in his hands. Cracked bones and brain matter molded upon his hand. These wounds too slowly being mended after he was done with magic but he remained sitting upon her limp corpse for a few moments there after. "None of this should of have stopped me. Those kais, saiyans, the fire wench, the divine whore, her slutty little sister, that boy toy of hers, that little runt of the alliance! I will rip them to pieces and use them like objects for my abuse an as if personal whores when I get out of here! My people will be the only ones spared from this in the galaxy. None will stand above the true ruler... Children, lovers, followers, enemies. None of these will stand above me. I am god... I am the Emperor!" He'd say with a dark hollow voice. Speaking to her presumably but sometimes it was hard to tell since he often spoke to himself or his creations. 

He produced a knife in his hand with magical creation easily. A dark edged serrated thing that appeared devilish in make. Walking towards one of the many beds as with a poof he had all his enemy creations and slaves lay before him in their own areas. AS if judging who to torture today. Without his connections to the real world and the many things that soothed his mind from simple pleasures of flesh and food as well as intoxicants. To the major needs like demonic magic easing his minds and the drowning out of his darker thoughts by the screams and thoughts of the galaxy now made silent by being locked here. "Its all here! The truth of the galaxy! Traitors! Cowards! Jealous heathens! They envy me and my power! My will that raised me to god hood! They would stand against me and betray me! They will earn my wrath for eons! From this generation to all their children a hundred generations forward!" His eyes shifting from Cambia, to Bernael, to Komatsu and several others. Finally to one that was of Flare looking back with a dark grin towards Shizen finally looking at her with black yes. No white or color beyond that within them. His energy sensation almost more sickening now without the corrupted water tainting it. Perhaps even more dark without being chained by it. "That is a heretic! Do you not agree? A worm disguised as a friendly face that would oppose and bring such pains upon me and you my loyal subject. Tell me... if she was here... an you had a body for me to give this knife too? Where and what would you do to start?" He'd say moving to that bed at its side. Placing a knife against the girls arm and running it down it and eventually her side tickling a edge without actually cutting. "You know she tried to take you from the planet? I had to use my chains to pull you back. Its her fault you died entirely." Even admitting what he did he spoke as if Flare was the one truly responsible. Part of him feeding to taste the dark thoughts of another. A true mind other then his own. He desired heavily to taste anothers mind and darkness for sustenance. 

He'd answer her eagerly slicing into and gutting the woman as if she was simply a deer or some other game hunted for sport. letting out a hot breath as he did that seemed to relieve him. Almost as if the same way a hot drink or shower soothed another. A warm bed or cool breeze through the air. The scene however that continued to play out would have turned the stomach of most warriors easily. Twisting, twitching, breaking bones and popping sounds as the internal workings of the abominations became revealed in a strange almost artful way of Jarvis's godly destruction now based down on a more personal level. 

The body like so many others would begin to remold and heal slowly though in its fake true identity a little more obvious when this happens. His constructs with only a mild portion i comparison to actual personalities and emotions compared to his more advanced Elemi back in the other dimensions living world. The area was hotter for the moment though as the internal heat of a body and steaming blood has let the heat rise briefly. It was strangely soothing for the aqua lord. He'd chuckled looking towards the little puff of energy near him. Purring almost lightly in a strange way. The little climber that had shimmied and worked her way up. Allowed to do so that even in this verse was a great allowance to anyone else to the godly ruler. His face lightly brushing against her cloud. Not so much making the motions but clear that if she had had a body he'd have kissed her. 

"There's always these annoying foe's that get between people as great an divine as us an what we want. When I was the King of the saiyan planet in the first days. Me and my first wife of saiyans destroyed their royalty and consummated the ruling power I then held still coated in their blood. An now that I have transcended to god hood perhaps its time to one day repeat such a occasion with Flare's blood. I can only imagine you wearing nothing but her crimson... Feasting on her..." It became more and more clear without his divine water and wines. The Demon queens power or any of his normal ways to relax and expand his darkness he was losing a little more the blackness. He wanted desperately a true release for his anger and malice. He'd reach into the molding construct and pull forth with a few pops and snaps the heart of the creature. A red thing that with his odd way of creation was still beating in his hand as he bit into chewing it slowly and swallowing it while watching the spirit. "Wouldn't that be fun? To use her for such pleasures? Eat her so that even her and all our enemies very existence not only falls before us but fuels our continued endeavors and energies.... We need to get you a body again..." He'd say casually eating the heart even after his point was made as his eyes briefly looked over his strange torture chamber of beds, chained slaves, servants. Enough riches and luxuries to make even great mortal kings green with envy. "Controlling and recreating seems almost pointless... This existence doesn't deserve my ruling! It deserves my wrath and judgement." He'd snap his fingers to fluctuate the energy of this personal dimension of his creating a almost instant night. All the nearby constructs vaporizing in a bright light and flash with screams of pain accompanying them. Skin flashing light and bones shortly after before only ash and even that eventually was gone. He'd pass with the girl the on his shoulders the small puff of energy as he walked to and fro under a night sky of stars he himself had created. Not true stars but more just the strange will of this empty universe bending to his creation. His powers and how this place didn't work like the normal dimension they were from made such things possible. The sky above began fluctuating though as he seemed to grow annoyed mere moments after. Without realizing it the day and night cycle began speeding up as each set of five seconds or less was a fuel cycle of bright light and blue sky to a knight sky of black and stars giving only minor light above. "All they did was give me a place to plan what to do to them one day and a infinity to grow more powerful! That's the greatness of it no matter what I'll eventually win! Their is no losing the war only minor battles those pathetic morons cling to as their victories." Growling lightly as his tongue prodded a piece of heart stuck in his teeth. 

He laughed heartily at the little puff's words atop his shoulder. Chewing and chomping down the rest of the false heart within his hand as if it were a delicacy. It seemed to genuinely amuse him hearing her response even if it wasn't fully clear why. "If you don't kill your foe's you need to learn to control them as well as twist them. That little flicker of flame is like the saiyans. To stupid to follow orders even when victory is beyond grasp by light years. Perhaps your just still too soft when it comes to her... Not to kill her... That limits the fun to be blunt. I mean keeping someone alive for the duration of their  punishment is manageable as well as far more accommodating. Making their survival a actual necessity however... That waters down the desire a little." He'd say smirking and letting his energy push outward a little beyond both of them. Sparks and cracks appearing but quickly healed in the fabric of this existence's seems. Softening its barriers a little bit at a time. Growling lightly under his breath at the resistance he was constantly met with. 

He licked his lips a little at the idea's whispered like honey to his ears by the spirit. Pacing himself as his power ever still reached out like a aura of death and destruction. Pulsating energy that could sour life and light itself. "It would take a little time. But I suppose that is a possible path. Creating a body could be far easier then attaining them the other ways. I have only had experience with such things when I purely mortal and that was only once as well. Perhaps something truly strong and fitting for the one who stands strong at my side. We'd still want you to look like you though of course just... stronger. Also you'd have to be still as desirable as before. We must make all others jealous and envious when they imagine our royal exploits in private." He'd say growling a little bit and turning his head. A bit of a knee jerk reaction to the idea of that dog bitch and any of her schemes. Snapping his fingers and creating a throne as he'd turn and fall in it reactionary like reaching out and grabbing the spirit briefly to ensure she didn't fall  from his shoulder and continued to rest there before releasing her after he was seated. His hands molding and creating substance from nothing. Glowing energy that swirled of darkness at first. Blood, bone, and flesh contorting within the energy before him. His mind lightly flowing within Shizens. Showing her ideas and altering figures of what might have been her body to be when he was done with it. Stronger, more defined as a warrior. Her curves and looks as well made as strong as she'd be desirable. She looked like her in the mental shape but more powerful. A edge to her that replaced much of the softness. "I don't need some creature leading me on. This place is world with nothing here. I want to reshape existence but not like this. This a false path just like those false divine back in the other dimension. There is nothing real here... On creations. Nothing to truly hold onto." He'd feel his anger lightly growing his shoulder and body tensing. His hands however flowing before him as if sculpting the hovering form of darkness and energy a few feet away that was connected to his power. "Even you are without a real form. The only real thing here but lacking that. Even if my desires with it too I myself miss the warmth and scent you'd provide here with me on my lap like before all this. That's how it should be! My power and may reign as well as the demons and the dark queen ruling over the rest of existence! You at my side as all those beneath us kneel at our divine presence. We stand above the others! The rest of those creatures are just... sustenance to feed off of." He'd say as sparks of corrupt black energy shot from his hands when his anger got to high. His very soul twisting as a bit of true darkness seeped from his energy into the new form.

He snarled lightly but look tired as much as confused a little. Or perhaps just sulking lightly he had for the moment... been defeated as badly as he was. Put where he needed to be with all in his hands then...that unforeseen doggy variable. He looked at the glowing soul briefly and sighed. A little sad in the eyes even if he tried to hide it for a moment. In truth she'd been the only one constantly at his side for awhile now. The others doing their duty or his big connections like the queen or now presumably lost Kold ruler and Viceroy who were often doing their own business... But Shizen was a special sort. Not just someone to drink, feast, and mate with. Even if that was a regular occasion for all three. IT was more a sense of companionship. He wanted her whole... His memory tricking the sense as he almost believed he could smell her. Or imagined the warmth upon his side. She was one of his truest treasures an something he'd never allow to be stolen. Some part of him wondering if it was truly destiny to keep her by his side? From death, conquering, murder, building, war, death, even confrontations of a inter dimensional type. She was still here when no one else was. He'd look away and sigh lightly speaking again but not looking back as he began to mold his energy more before him. "You will never leave my side... You are my Guardian. You are a lover as well who stands with meaning and value. You are far more then any other whose only been taken to bed for desires alone. You are still here... Even when no one else is. The only thing without a vassal... Why everything else here is just hollow. The only thing with a true soul here." He'd say with a strong lonesome tone. He'd lost his queen but wasn't sure of her fate. He'd taken other lovers before but nothing beyond momentary desire. The murder and mayhem only aided his mind so much as well as his others joys. But Shizen and Nakiya were the only ones that seemed to hold any influence and link to him more then that. His cheek leaning closer to the spirit as if to nuzzle lightly back from her actions earlier. His hands calming a bit in their work. He didn't openly say it or word it earlier as a normal person or being might have. But in his own way he was saying he was glad she was here in the best way that could mean. 

He'd continue to mold the shape and figure as his dark energy seeped within it. A soul's mind was just as easy to flicker within as a living body. Curves would mold and hair of magnificent gold. The Eyes of green and magical wings of before. Energy compacting and eventually within a short time storing itself within a black orb as a form of storage. A lifeless body within of magical origin and creation as he held it lightly. "Having such a thing and becoming one with it are different tasks. But when the time is right... Your soul will have a Vessel." He'd sigh a little and look at the endless white and black contortions of his existence that stretched out before him though. Now that this important but quickly fading task was completed. What did any of it mean when he was still... trapped. 

He'd considered taking the living world by storm and conquerng all for so long. But being a ruler had left him with a empire in hiding that while the perfection pearl it was. It was still hidden as if trapped within a shell at the bottom of a vast blackened sea. The ocean of stars that held all great planets. "I will have my vengeance... But part of me... The mere days here... They are agony. I feel my desire to kill, destroy, Just as much as I want to create and revitalize my own dreams. The waters may hold me no longer but my mind is ever more darkened." He'd snarl but feel a darkness within his soul that soured and harmed even himself. He'd reach out with his hand more fissures weakly snapping against the barriers of this world. Trying to form doors and portals but always lacking the figure or form to break such power. Each extent of his energy while so simple a gesture as a outward stretched arm and palm. Pushing him to exhaustion as his power couldn't break such borders. "Have I failed?... Is this my defeat? Has my vanity and power betrayed me finally like everything else... Twice I have died and each time I am alone in defeat. Those in life betray me or opposed me. Unable to accept my vision and divine path. But being here... What happens if I can't break out..." He'd say feeling himself growing tired. Exhausted as his eyes grew heavy and reclined in his char a little more cradling the black orb within his arms. "I am a king with no subjects... Trapped in a empty void. What does that say of the king with nothing? What does that say of me?" A cold darkness setting within the dimension as if night took a stranglehold on the day. The false constructs fading from life falling like limp corpses all around them. Glowing as they faded as bone and flesh turned to ash from lightly purified flame. 

"Perhaps I miscalculated my plans... Perhaps this is truly my punishment." The silence weighing on his mind with the lack there of a galaxy's thoughts as if a sea to drift in now gone was weighing so heavily on him. He felt tired as he allowed a black darkness to envelop them as he cradled the black orb that housed the body. Lightly glowing as the only light source now. His eyes fading to a pure black as the darkness grew so heavy that besides the light illuminating him and the soul in the chair that seemed to be aging as well turning decrepit. The world feeling cold and empty as if it was the place of nothingness. Jarvis's mind contorting and twisting. Perhaps lacking motivation lightly again. Where did a creature of desire and godly wants go and do? When there was nothing truly for him anywhere in an existence. 

The blackness burned around them as if existence itself was fading. The powers within him draining this world within himself. Blood and death strewn about the area. His breathing slowed as he looked through blackened eyes twisted of the most dark corners of nothingness. A god of creation peering into the world of non existence and the unraveling of creation to the very fibers of time and being. He let the somber feeling wash over him. As if a weakness or the very blackness of his own soul was devouring all around him. His yes just barely turning to face the perfectly molded beauty before him. Climbing upon his resting place and close to him. Her words like soft whispers in his ears as she kissed him. Jarvis fully embracing this for a long moment. The taste of her lips  and the sweet scent and feel of her hot breath close to him. It didn't seem to aid the growing empty darkness around them but still gave some life to light in this small area within the vast void this existence was becoming. 

"This world is still so silent... Its as if there is a void within me that hungers. With nothing to strive for or devour here its as if I am finding myself being devoured from within. I don't want to be the legacy that they stories of... I want to be the presence that never fades. To physically hold my treasures and be able to look upon the worlds I have molded and changed. To govern with my progeny carrying the ideals of me and those I hold dear. But the crown of the body would still be me... But how can I be a King without a Kingdom, How can I be a god without a existence to govern?" He drew in a strong breath as his hands softly touched her skin. Warms touching her sides and body lightly drawing her closer. Her warmth a soothing sensation within what was a cold dark place with almost nothing else but them within it. His hand rising along her and figure reaching her cheek. Looking towards her eyes with a black void where his blue eyes remained hidden deep within. Almost as if looking into a void to find them. A black sea of nothingness that could almost swallow her up and the world around her. 

He'd clinged to the sent and warmth she provided. The only real thing within this entire sense of being here. Nuzzling his lips and nose into her neck. Breathing a hot breath upon her neck before blowing lightly within her ear. Focusing on only her for the moment. The darkness kept at bay away from this place of blood, carnage, and loving embrace. "I can't stay here... A eternity within such a bleak nothingness is no different then death itself. To not even exist. I need to escape this place or I will be unable to continue to exist. I will cease to be all I am. A void within in my festers..." He gasped softly feeling weak truly. A strange sensation that almost felt foreign at this time. He moved closer pulling their bodies closer to one another as he breathed upon her neck his eyes closed as he nuzzled upon her. As if cradled by her very range to him. Clinging to her as if a focal point to his very existence. "Tell me you love me... That in this existence and into non existence you will never be far." He said softly in a asking tone. His mind even entangled with hers as this deep connection pushed within the mental realms as well. Asking if not weakly clinging to the idea of words. The ruler would know if she'd lie but as his thoughts softly washed over with hers in a fusion of minds it seemed he wouldn't have cared. Even a lie could sooth such wounds that harmed him so at this moment. He'd listen and move closer to her. Embracing her shortly after in the way that only lovers do. For in this world he could only act his heart allowed him too. For in truth in this bleak moment. Nothing existed except these two in this dark little area amidst the black. A existence of such a small center with two lost souls caste out by the powers that be. Somewhere within all the emotions as well. A deep sensation followed through they would both feel. 

As if tied to his black hole of a heart and soul. A darkness that had not been seen the likes of for eons. Her body and creation linked to it and himself. His energy poured into her form. Allowing her to feel his pain like this. The nothingness within him left wanting in such a place as this. A existence that fed from her as she herself was his own beating heart now. His existence pleading for her to hold him in embrace or allow him to fade into the nothingness that threatened to consume him.
---
Final Post- PL please