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That fight had quite frankly, left more scars than it had left in wounds. Not the physical scars no, but the ones that would always be remembered. The fact of the power that Mark had given, it was strange, but it had felt...wrong. It felt..evil. It was just that kind of thing that you couldn’t leave a good taste in your mouth with. He still didn’t understand how his cousin could even stand that mark on him twice now? Or maybe he had always had it still? Why though would he have broken that deal? He kept his own promise of not using any more sacrificial techniques...though maybe he wasn’t limited anymore..he supposed if he couldn’t trust his cousin he would have to stick with those of Earth. Komatsu had made it more than clear. He didn’t care for the slightest for the earth. Maybe...he had been the fool to trust him...to trust he was different. Maybe he held trust in too many, maybe it would be better to leave it with those of Earth. He didn’t care what Hotato and Komatsu thought, he wasn’t going to be judged for defending his world, his home. He wouldn’t have judged them if they had done the same for their homes.
The Earth was getting so lonely, lands around his own home struggling to survive even as they kept trying their best. Most of the humans even were gone now, to god knows where even. Was this fight pointless to it’s beginning? Was there even still hope to be passed around...No, the next time others came to Earth to harm it, next time there wasn’t to be as much mercy. If no one will stop then it was time to get harsher with it. It was time to ensure they learned not to mess with it. That fusion trying to use Excalibur, he couldn’t help but feel disgusted by the thought of it. Even he had refused to use such a technique alone. It disgusted him and now? He would keep that promise to his life. He would never use that technique ever again, the entire school his mentor had shown him. He wouldn’t dare use it ever again. Such life here was to be lost...who could he turn to even for help? Their own forces were shattered once more, injured and otherwise. His best friend even was dead...all because of Him.
It was at this very moment he felt someone approaching, a familiar figure and yet, because of it, he couldn’t help but smile. It meant they had won their fight with Carva. He couldn’t be more thankful otherwise for that. At least even if their own forces were shattered, the SGK would have lost some too. They deserved it for the two they had killed, the queen and Cornatto. “Cervez, it’s great to see you again my friend...I suppose you were right after all. Even after all the help, I did...they just as quickly turned to put the blame on me. Maybe being nice...isn’t the best option always...”
CERVEZ'S BASE PL: 328,790 CERVEZ'S CURRENT PL: 8,548,540/8,219,750
GAIN BONUSES: Social - Mansion |
PL MULTIPLIERS: Inate Power + SoD (x26/x25)
"You can trust no one. It's not a cynical thing. Far from it in fact. I trust people to be people." Cervez replied to Chris's statement as he landed on the ground, his feet almost silent as they touched the ground and he began to walk forward. "That said, it's not bad to trust some people that you hold close to your heart... just be aware that they can and will leave deep scars in your psyche should they betray you someday..." Cervez raised his closed fist towards his muzzle, muffling a yawn; the Anubian was still quite tired from the events that happened today but he still had some energy to move forward.
"That's the problem with you lot, to be honest..." Cervez continued once he was ready to talk again, the Anubian slowly walked in a circle around Chris, hands behind his back and posture straight as his eyes kept Chris in his vision at all times. "The Good Guys are a haughty lot, they think that everything can be resolved with hug and kisses, friendship and second chances. But the thing is, some people do not want to be redeemed, some people won't ever change, and some people just want to see the world burn."
"Sometimes, you need to make a choice, and those choices can affect everyone involved, including yourself. These though choices define a person for who they are and what they will become; for better or for worse. Now, that said..." Cervez stopped in front of Chris, twisting his body so that he was giving the Saiyan his full attention, half-lidded eyes watching the Saiyan with a searching gaze. "What are you planning to do from now on that this little rock is half dead?"
He retrieved an arm from behind his back, a hand rose showing one finger. "The way I see it, you have two choices right now. One: You continue going with the way you are now, and potentially have another situation like this happen again." Another finger rose this time, Cervez's gaze becoming serious as he stared at the Saiyan. "Or two: Get stronger, rise from your failures and don't let your bleeding heart step in the way of your resolve and the protection of this planet or whatever you hold dear."
The arm hid behind his back again as the Anubian took a small breath. "Next time, we might not be so lucky and this little quaint rock will disappear." Cervez shrugged his shoulders. "It's your choice, like I said before, just be aware of the consequences that this will bring in whatever path you choose to take."
Chris couldn’t help but look down at his own hands after Cervez’s words. Not because they hurt or were false, but because...deep down he knew they were true. Those that had betrayed him whether he had wanted to admit it or not had left their own scars that he couldn’t simply forget so easily. “As much as I want to disagree with you, to say in some way that what you're saying isn’t true...frankly after today I just can’t help but agree. I promised Komatsu all the help he needed and for him to turn his back on me so quickly for defending my home….maybe you’re more right than I originally thought. “ He couldn’t help but say with a slight sigh of his voice. There was nothing else to admit it, he was right, Cervez was right. All this time, he had been spending to try and reconcile with his saiyan family, and yet that was always where his issues seemed to come from. Maybe that was its own sign, no matter how much he did try they weren’t his family, and he wasn’t part of theirs
Cervez next words were ones that truly struck home. Words that he couldn’t help but feel his own anger boiling up inside it. His burned at his inside with such unstable energy at the thought of his home having been desecrated in such ways. From the Caesar himself killing so many and turning a half of the world into a forest land most could not survive in. Nasu and his damned tree draining the life out of the other half of the world. The only reason that there was even any speck of living was that of those two opposites creating something of a median in the middle. His only reply even to the anubian was speechless as he was dumbfounded in what choice he even was to make. “....” He didn’t know what he would do, until he sensed her ki inside the house, sleeping silently, he had to keep her safe...he couldn’t give up on the world yet. Not when there was still so much for others to live for.
So he looked to Cervez, frankly one of his few hopes left. “I’ve made my choice…” Chris would say as he would kneel to Cervez. “Please...I’m begging you, show me how I can become stronger to stop this from happening again. Please show me how to stop my bleeding heart from holding me back in my resolve to keep this world safe from tyranny. I don’t want to lose...her.” Chris would say begging in his kneel to the Anubian. He was desperate to solve his own issue of reluctance, of his bleeding heart towards his resolve. Not desperate enough to accept that mark like his cousin, but still desperate nonetheless. His own fate wasn’t his own, however, whatever it was that the Anubian was to decide he would follow, but he couldn’t let his heart hold him back anymore. It was like Nasu had said...he wasn’t family any longer.
CERVEZ'S BASE PL: 328,790 CERVEZ'S CURRENT PL: 8,548,540/8,219,750
GAIN BONUSES: Social - Mansion |
PL MULTIPLIERS: Inate Power + SoD (x26/x25)
Cervez shrugged at the Saiyan's words. "Komatsu... way back when he was always impulsive. Considering he was ready to go into hell to rescue his sister, Kimiko, and almost destroyed one sector of this planet's City when he turned into a Super Oozaru, not to mention how he lets his emotions control him from what I saw back on the lookout... he's a ticking time bomb. All Saiyans can be, even more so those that let themselves be whipped and controlled by their stupid pride, as you've seen countless times today, I'd wager." His voice was derisive and sardonic as he spoke, while he respected a few certain individuals from the battle-lusting race, he also held contempt for some of them.
A scowl slashed across his face, making his face look hostile. "It doesn't help that Nasu somehow, someway managed to acquire the knowledge on how to unlock God Ki, making his already inflated pride rise to new heights." Once Samael managed to reach him and told him what went down back where the tree once stood, the Anubian was almost scared shitless that a Saiyan, a Ningen, of all things in this Universe managed to unlock the ethereal energy of a God inside them.
When he heard such news, it was almost laughable, but one look at Samael's memories with his telepathy spoke the truth of the situation. He couldn't help but feel a great amount of jealousy that Nasu had managed to unlock such a thing, and yet someone like him, who once had the privilege of using such powers in the distant past could not anymore with how feeble his power level was at the moment.
It was pathetic, but it only fueled the fire of determination inside of him to break through the shell that was holding him back and soar to new heights. It was how he managed to unlock a facsimile of the fearsome technique of destruction; Hakai, thanks to his training inside the Room of Spirit and Time alongside the late Saiyan Warrior; Cornatto. He knew it wasn't the real deal, but it had enough power in it to draw those that dared to fight him to heel should they overstep their boundaries.
So deep Cervez was into his own thoughts, that it gave enough time for Chris to come to terms with what he told him some seconds ago, and once the young man's voice drew him back from la-la-land, it was to a sight he couldn't help but raise an eyebrow at.
Once Chris was finished speaking, the Anubian would merely look down at him with an unreadable expression upon his canine features, his eyes holding nothing and giving away nothing for the Saiyan to see if Cervez was onboard with such a request. But then, a small curl at the corner of his lip was the first reaction that Cervez showed after a silent beat, and soon thereafter a small chuckle escaped him. "I don't think you're ready for what I have in mind, in fact, I'd go as far as to say that your bleeding heart wouldn't be able to take it," Cervez replied loftily, his posture never changing as he stared down at the kneeling Saiyan before him.
"I am a Creature of Destruction, Christopher," Cervez said, sotto voce. "I was born to make sure the cycle of Creation and Destruction remains. As before Creation, there is Destruction. Never one without the other. It is why when I see something that needs to be destroyed so something can be reborn from its ashes, I will gladly go ahead and turn it into stardust." The Anubian clasped his hands together, the air being suddenly misplaced as an energy blast in the shape of an atom began to form between his hand. "The now gone Planet Vegeta is such an example, which I'm sure you remember me and Sinthe speaking about it back on Namek, eh?" He began to bounce the dangerous Ki-Blast around with his fingertip, knowing that even if the energy that shaped its matrix were to collapse it wouldn't harm any of them that much.
The Anubian shrugged his shoulders. "Regardless, what you lack is an instinctive need to destroy, it is what drove most Saiyans back in the past in their conquest for planets when Frieza was around, and what fueled the late Saiyan King when he invaded this rock with the Tree of Might." A wicked gleam shone in those purple colored eyes as Cervez finally got the gist of what he was trying to say. "In other words, Christopher... to become strong, to stop your good side from interfering on to what must be done for the sake of your loved ones, or the Universe, you might as well need to turn into what you hate the most..."
There was a pause as Cervez let the tension build up before he announced with an air of finality. "A Destroyer..."
TAGS: Chris OOC NOTES: Cervez begins to charge [ULTIMATE] HAKAI this turn.
All of this weighed on him heavily, he needed a desire to destroy? Maybe a destroyer was what he would become, but...of what? He supposed even then, that question was for him to decide one day. If that was what was needed for him to do. Then so be it. He wouldn’t lose his friend or his family again. He had already lost so many of them to the Saiyans and the demons. “...So be it then. If I need to become a destroyer, the very thing that Nasu and the other Saiyans are then so be it. I won’t let them hurt this planet, my friends, my family any more. You question my desire to not let my own bleeding heart stop me. Show me the energy of a destroyer and I will prove to you I’m fully willing to destroy those who threaten my home, my friends, or my family any longer. I won’t show the same person mercy twice…” Chris would speak to the anubian as he stared up into the cold glaze of his eyes. A promise was a promise after all. A promise to keep those safe? That one was kept beyond death even.
He remembered when he was still a child, that rage that had encumbered him when he had killed...no vaporized those who had killed his step parents. That rage he had felt at that time, it may have been part of that of a Saiyans, but what if it didn’t have to be? What if he could encompass that rage once more with the power of the Angelean blood inside of him. He had done it before no? It was how he had gained the power of his rage form. Sure it looked like that of a Saiyan's, but truly now he was starting to notice something. “Even as much as you compare it to a saiyan...I’m not a saiyan anymore no? With each new form, I unlock as my power increases. My angelean blood grows more and more, like a symbiote that eventually becomes the dominant side of things. Its why my forms are so...different now, my newest form even bears a remarkable similarity to those of the angels. If I can unlock another form….I doubt there will be any saiyan left inside of it. I used to be afraid when I first found out, but now? I embrace it because frankly, I don’t want to be a saiyan anymore, I am going to define my own destiny, my own fate...THAT'S, what my heart chooses. That's how my heart desires to fix it’s bleeding.” Chris would say to Cervez once more as he would rise, his eyes focused on the anubian. “I’m not going to give up, no matter how much I’ve had those doubt me, their blames focus on me, my old race practically abandoning me. This is my home now, this is my race. If I have to become a destroyer to protect that. Then yes, I accept. Teach me how to harness this destructive energy, please. So I can learn to control that strength against those who want to end the lives of everyone here.”
WC: 554 Asking of Cervez to Teach Chris the Destruction School Cervez
CERVEZ'S BASE PL: 328,790 CERVEZ'S CURRENT PL: 9,534,910/7,233,380
GAIN BONUSES: Social - Mansion - Anubian Racial |
PL MULTIPLIERS: Inate Power (x25P) + Destructive Potential (+x1) + Soul of Destruction (+x3/-x3) = x29/x22
"Show you the energy of a Destroyer, you said?" Cervez questioned with an amused tone, an eyeridge rising as the corner of his lip twitched into a small smirk. The atomic shaped energy ball that he was playing with began to bleed with a purple color, slowly but surely becoming an almost black ball of energy filled with malice and destruction. "To destroy, you must be aware that sometimes that which you destroy can never return..." The Anubian trailed off as a frown crossed his muzzle. "Unless, of course, they managed to somehow escape the afterlife, or someone uses the Dragon Ball to turn back the clock..."
The Anubian shrugged. "Regardless, it seems you're set in this path you've chosen for yourself, so who am I to second guess your decisions, eh?" The question was rhetoric in its meaning and feeling, the Anubian merely teasing the Saiyan-looking boy as he prepared to show him the power of a Being of Destruction... but hesitated when the boy mentioned how he wasn't a Saiyan anymore, but rather something quite out of this world and almost godly.
He proclaimed himself as having Angelean blood in his veins.
Another frown marred the Anubian's face, a melancholic look appearing across his features and easily seen in his eyes as memories from long past assaulted his mind. He remembered having his own Angel by his side, but for the life of him he couldn't remember how they looked anymore, merely a small memory of how they sounded and even then the voice was almost too androgynous to put a "gender" to it. The moment passed by almost too quickly for anyone to notice Cervez's sudden shift in mood, yet those with a very perceptive and quick gaze would have been able to see the emotion swimming inside those purple orbs before it was whisked away.
Cervez's nonchalant look came back with the quickness of a door slamming in someone's face, yet there was a hidden gleam of frustration behind it for those that could look underneath the underneath. "To teach you how to harness and bring forth that destructive energy..." Too sudden for almost anyone to react, Cervez phased into nothingness and appeared in front of Chris, his form shrouded in an acidic purple aura as he brought up the ball of dark energy to bear in front of him. "You must be first swallowed by it."
With a flick of his wrist, the Anubian let the ball of destructive energy sail forward, the energy ball enlarging itself should it connect with Chris's body while also trapping him from within. Almost immediately after should the technique had hit its mark, the Sai-- Angelean would feel excruciating pain on every part of his body, and with it came a feeling of crippling exhaustion, potentially leaving him too tired and overwhelmed to react to the technique he was trapped under just yet.
"Witness, the pinnacle of destruction that can be brought..." Cervez intoned with a regal tone to his voice, posture straight and hands behind his back as he observed what would unfold in front of him. "Hakai."
TAGS: Chris OOC NOTES: Cervez used [ULTIMATE] HAKAI for a total of 19,069,820 PL, regardless of PL it will immediately administer a -2 stamina debuff for two turns. But that's not all, alongside using Hakai, Cervez used [INT][ST-1] Fifty Shades of Destruction, by using 1 Stamina point to administer the Wearing Status Effect.
Wearing -> Reduces 1 of stamina (can be recovered normally)
Something about the way of how Cervez was saying his words. With every single sentence feeling almost like a question that held suspicion, amusement, and yet…a deep-seated tone to them. A tone that didn’t feel quite evil, but it didn’t feel good either. Whatever it was that rested in his voice, Chris already knew that it wasn’t meant to be quite friendly. However, his talk of the afterlife was almost insulting none the less…but he did suppose the Anubian didn’t know the full extent of who he was talking to. “I know more of the afterlife then you fully give me credit for, I’ve met many who have escaped from its clutches. Nonetheless, however, I know exactly those that belong there, the one who needs to stay if we ever want to restore this realm back to the proper order it deserves.” Chris would say, still kneeling before him. How was he to expect the very next that was to come. Even as he was staring up into the Anubian’s eyes, there was a single moment of silence when he had mention that of what race he truly belonged to. That look was only for a moment and even then, that attack he held in his hands, the swirling of orbs there…was he thinking, or what else? What was he planning?
What happened next was simply too fast for him to have reacted in his base form. Simply to say it was a train wreck was an understatement of massive proportions. “Wh…WHAT ARE YOU DOING!” Chris would yell out as the orb flew at him with impressive speeds. It surrounds him in an instant as he was entrapped inside of it. Everything of his body screaming in pain almost as it felt like that of his own existence just being killed slowly but surely. His screams loud and clear of the pain. It felt like everything he was doing just wasn’t enough…like he was struggling against a sea of syrup, his movements slowed as the pain began to overload him. Was this truly…the end? It...it couldn’t be…not after he had tried so hard, pushed his body to such limits to defeat those who came to harm his home. Ulixes…Earth…Galen…not like this…He couldn’t let them all go for nothing. That wasn’t the end of it though. Cervez had even said what he did to planets that couldn’t support anything any longer…if he died, was that it for the earth as well? No…he couldn’t let that happen to his home.
It was that light again…that light from the battle with Nasu…he fought against it last time…fought until it exploded…if he could make it explode again…all of those that would be lost if he didn’t…NO…He was not…going to fail! “Cervezzzz….” Chris would grumble seemingly as he spoke from the embrace of the hakai, still not dead yet it seemed. “CERVEZZZ!” He would yell as his eyes went gray once more, his body fading as the being of light replaced it, wings shining bright and wide from its very backside, the brilliant light of their energy shining from within the hakai. It was then that he began to grab onto the hakai from the inside. His power skyrocketing…The Angelean’s face was no longer visible if it was even there anymore, this black hood covered in light began to pull the hakai closer and closer, struggling to pull it back into this tiny orb of which the Anubian had formed before. Albeit now much weaker than the original, but none the less it was still quite existent. Only once it was shrunk down to such, some of its very power inside of the angelean. A new purple glow surrounding their enlightened aura. There was no more speech in this communication as this form lacked the ability to do so by mouth. Instead, a projection of thoughts occurring. ‘I said…I won’t die till my world is safe…I kept to that word…I WILL keep to that word…No one is going to stop me on that…not even your Hakai as you call it.’ Chris would say with a more serious tone to his voice through thought. As expected from someone who nearly experienced death again… ‘Now let’s see…how was it that you did it? Like this.’ Chris would send simply with a slight smirk as he tossed the orb back at Cervez! The small orb of destruction like that of an atom!
WC: 858 Transformed into Mastered Light’s Synergy! (x42) (since Cervez gave permission, using current pl of after ToM) Base PL: 463,817 Trans PL: 19,480,314 Flavored Tanking the Hakai and converting it into an attack! Stamina: 2/3 (Minus 2 of Max for 2 turns) Learned [BG][PT-1] Destructive Potential - The tip of the iceberg for the Destruction School. Once the user has the strength and the dominance over the destructive properties of their Ki they can begin to train the more advanced techniques. All Anubians can skip this stage since they already understand the meaning of Destruction but it's never too late to refine it to the next level. Mechanically it works by passively giving the user an x1 boost to their offensive attacks and giving most of their offensive techniques a purple-glow of destructive energy added to it as flavor.
"Now that you have unlocked your Destructive Potential, you need to understand that Destruction comes in many different ways..." Trans PL with Destructive Potential Now: (x43/x42) 19,944,131 / 19,480,314
Also Learned [OT-1] Cataclysmic Orb - The Cataclysmic Orb is a ki manipulation technique while channeling destructive energy into the technique. The technique is typically formed between both hands. It is purple in color and resembles the traditional depiction of an atom. 25% PL Damage and consumes 1 Stamina. It can be upgraded as the user wishes.
"Even after destroying what lies in your path, sometimes the body just craves something more than the mere rush of turning everything around you into nothingness..."
And launching OT-1 Cataclysmic Orb at Cervez for 4,986,033 / 4,870,079 Stamina 1/3!
CERVEZ'S BASE PL: 328,790 CERVEZ'S CURRENT PL: 9,534,910/7,233,380
GAIN BONUSES: Social - Mansion - Anubian Racial |
PL MULTIPLIERS: Inate Power (x25P) + Destructive Potential (+x1) + Soul of Destruction (+x3/-x3) = x29/x22
Cervez chuckled at Christopher's startled voice, merely shrugged his muscled shoulders with a cheeky smirk on his muzzle. "I'm doing what must be done, trying to teach you how to find that energy inside of you will take an unnecessary amount of time, time that we do not have at the moment. So I'm giving you the quick but painful course."
He watched with a shrewd gaze as the Angelean was swallowed by his destructive energy. "Now, if you survive it, perhaps you shall unlock it within you but if you don't then... well..." That amused smirk changed, now holding a sinister air to it. "Well, that's just one less defender of Earth to worry about, eh?" He was teasing the Angelean, as Earth's time to disappear wasn't there yet, but with how the way it was right now that moment was slowly but steadily coming closer and closer.
After all, a half dead planet serves no purpose but take unnecesary space when instead something worthwhile could be reborn from the ashes of mediocrity.
But then, something extraordinary began to happen...
As Christopher continued to call out his voice, the Anubian couldn't help but be snide. "Yes, yes. That is my name, Christopher, don't overuse it now." He drawled slowly with a sarcastic tone, yet his eyes held seriousness as he watched a light shroud the Angelean's body before it blew upward in a blinding arc. Cervez had to briefly close his eyes to not become blind by its radiance, and once the spots disappeared from his gaze he looked back at the spectacle before him and rose an eyeridge in interest.
"Interesting..." The Anubian mused aloud as Chris's form changed into a winged hooded being made of pure light. As he looked through his memories, he couldn't remember if his Angel had ever adopted such a form in the time he had known them. Then again, no matter how much Angelean blood there was running inside Chris's body, he couldn't call himself a true born Angelean, so perhaps that was the difference in their forms. "Very interesting indeed..."
An ethereal voice began to talk to him inside his mind, the Anubian looking on with a nonchalant expression at the hooded being before him before he chuckled. "Regardless of how cocky you sound, if it hadn't been from your body adjusting and breaking through your shell..." Languidly, the Anubian rose a hand and bated the atomic energy away without so much as blinking, though those with a keen eye would see the faint wince that he gave as the energy burned his hand slightly. "You would have been dead where you stand."
The atomic energy sailed into the skies before the matrix that held it together broke apart, detonating into a huge explosion seen for miles, yet the Anubian couldn't care if someone saw it, after all, almost everyone had left the Earth when the evacuation process had begun so he had nothing to worry about. "So, how does it feel, Christopher?" Cervez asked with an air of amusement as he looked at the being of light up and down before snorting. "An Angel of Destruction... how ironic."
TAGS: Chris OOC NOTES: Cervez used Melee Finesse to "dodge" the attack for 2,383,728 of his PL.
4,986,033 v 2,383,728 = 2,602,305 bleedthrough damage tanked.
Demon Heart[x3]
Makyo Star[x10, C.]
Devil Trigger [x12]
Demon Lord [x18]
Demon King [x24]
Darkness Form [x30]
x1 Kurotatsu (Longsword), Sword of St. Nick
Mortos' Mansion (50%)
Dojo (25%), x2 MA School
x 1 Support Capsule
x 1 Kili Scanner (Advanced Scouter)
x 1 Senzu Bean (Demon Fruit)
x 1 Energy Capsule M (Kuroko)
x 1 Energy Capsule Z (Laezi)
x 1 Galactic Dragon Radar (Laezi)
Enhanced Spacepod (The Reaper), Enhanced Spacepod (The Blackbird)
Second in Command - Laezi [75%]
Special Squadron (Seid [75%], Kuroko [50%], Delphi [75%])
Baku [25%]
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