Post by Maikeru on May 8, 2017 15:02:47 GMT -5
Upper Heavens - Maikeru's Mansion with Heavy Weighted Clothing
Power Level reduced to 20,167 from Weighted Clothing
Maikeru, now after his meeting with Whis, felt the passion of determination fill his veins. The Northern Kaioshin now wanted to take his role in the universe to the next level far beyond what anyone else had expected from him or his predecessors. He did not want to sit far away from his charges, the mortals he was pledged to, and observe from a distance. The dirt and grime of the universe needed to be cleaned and the only way to do it is by leaping into the thick of it and actually doing the hard work.
But right now, Maikeru was completely outclassed. The mortals of the Universe have managed to gather their strength “in the dark”, sort of speak. The previous gods had not paid enough attention to the various races of the universe and allowed strength of will to become mingled with selfishness, corruption and brute force. I would be a long and tiring road that laid ahead of the young Shinjin; the journey to purify the hearts of trillions upon trillions of people throughout all creation. But it had to be done. These Saiyans had taught Maikeru a lesson that no other god or angel could.
The people needed to see, hear, know and (most of all) believe that the gods have not abandoned them in their pain…at least one god.
But if Maikeru wanted to go through with this, he would have to become stronger. He needed to be able to endure whatever they, be man or demon, threw at him. They needed to feel that a God of Creation was a force to be reckoned with. The false reality that has been burned into the subconsciousness of the universe was that good and weak were directly related. If one held charity for others, they could not enrich themselves. If they learned forgiveness, that they could not punish. Fighting for others had become a means to an end rather than a selfless act.
So how would he do it? To gain the strength to match his convictions? If there was any race in the universe that could fight for their beliefs, however misguided, it was the Saiyans themselves. If the young Shinjin could adapt their fighting styles and their training methods, to purify them and utilize them for himself, perhaps his strength could rapidly grow as theirs did.
“If you can’t beat them,” Maikeru spoke to himself while waving his hand in the direction of a plateau nearby. Suddenly the plateau itself began to gently break apart into small pieces. Each fragment of the large stone slowly shaped, molded and carved itself into detailed figures. Soon, within a few moments, the very rocks themselves became moving golems in the visage of the Saiyans Maikeru had encountered on Brench.
Nagi. Tomina. Kinoko. Various Saiyan troopers. Even Nasu, the proclaimed King of the Saiyans, was among the ranks of these stone warriors Maikeru had moved into action. The Stone Saiyans began to strafe into a formation around the Shinjin. With their lifeless expressions each of them prepared themselves into a fighting stance. Maikeru lowered himself into a similar pose he saw Nasu utilize. It took the Northern Supreme Kai a few moments to get the posture right, he was doing this by memory after all. Once he felt confident that he was prepared for such action he took a deep breath and nodded.
"Alright, ladies and gentlemen," Maikeru spoke out to his animated Saiyan constructs. "Let's begin."
And at his command, the Saiyan golems sprung into action and began to attack Maikeru.
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WC: 630
TWC: 630
Requesting power level turn in. Mansion and Heavy Weighted Clothing bonus.
Power Level reduced to 20,167 from Weighted Clothing
Maikeru, now after his meeting with Whis, felt the passion of determination fill his veins. The Northern Kaioshin now wanted to take his role in the universe to the next level far beyond what anyone else had expected from him or his predecessors. He did not want to sit far away from his charges, the mortals he was pledged to, and observe from a distance. The dirt and grime of the universe needed to be cleaned and the only way to do it is by leaping into the thick of it and actually doing the hard work.
But right now, Maikeru was completely outclassed. The mortals of the Universe have managed to gather their strength “in the dark”, sort of speak. The previous gods had not paid enough attention to the various races of the universe and allowed strength of will to become mingled with selfishness, corruption and brute force. I would be a long and tiring road that laid ahead of the young Shinjin; the journey to purify the hearts of trillions upon trillions of people throughout all creation. But it had to be done. These Saiyans had taught Maikeru a lesson that no other god or angel could.
The people needed to see, hear, know and (most of all) believe that the gods have not abandoned them in their pain…at least one god.
But if Maikeru wanted to go through with this, he would have to become stronger. He needed to be able to endure whatever they, be man or demon, threw at him. They needed to feel that a God of Creation was a force to be reckoned with. The false reality that has been burned into the subconsciousness of the universe was that good and weak were directly related. If one held charity for others, they could not enrich themselves. If they learned forgiveness, that they could not punish. Fighting for others had become a means to an end rather than a selfless act.
So how would he do it? To gain the strength to match his convictions? If there was any race in the universe that could fight for their beliefs, however misguided, it was the Saiyans themselves. If the young Shinjin could adapt their fighting styles and their training methods, to purify them and utilize them for himself, perhaps his strength could rapidly grow as theirs did.
“If you can’t beat them,” Maikeru spoke to himself while waving his hand in the direction of a plateau nearby. Suddenly the plateau itself began to gently break apart into small pieces. Each fragment of the large stone slowly shaped, molded and carved itself into detailed figures. Soon, within a few moments, the very rocks themselves became moving golems in the visage of the Saiyans Maikeru had encountered on Brench.
Nagi. Tomina. Kinoko. Various Saiyan troopers. Even Nasu, the proclaimed King of the Saiyans, was among the ranks of these stone warriors Maikeru had moved into action. The Stone Saiyans began to strafe into a formation around the Shinjin. With their lifeless expressions each of them prepared themselves into a fighting stance. Maikeru lowered himself into a similar pose he saw Nasu utilize. It took the Northern Supreme Kai a few moments to get the posture right, he was doing this by memory after all. Once he felt confident that he was prepared for such action he took a deep breath and nodded.
"Alright, ladies and gentlemen," Maikeru spoke out to his animated Saiyan constructs. "Let's begin."
And at his command, the Saiyan golems sprung into action and began to attack Maikeru.
__________
WC: 630
TWC: 630
Requesting power level turn in. Mansion and Heavy Weighted Clothing bonus.