Preparations for a Coming War (Private/Ask)

The mortal realm.

To go back there again, would normally say all too well where she had gotten herself. Leaving Makai wasn't something she had thought would happen, for at least several more of this planet's cycles. But what was told to her of a coming battle, there wasn't in the slightest she would have refused.

It was a chance to really make use of her power, more than she already had when she had made East City's fall to her power. Back then, her only focus had been to cause the collapse of the buildings, rather than take lives, but it was different now. They would have free leisure to kill lives.

There came a problem with having that woman possibly show up, knowing they would be in her city. But it was hard to tell if she would interfere at all, or do whatever planning she had in mind. Even after all of the time she had spent training, since getting back to Makai, her own power was nothing close to that woman. She could very well be considered to have the strength of an Overlord now, but even that was never going to just be enough for her.

There was always more power to go after, and the weight of those stronger than her, against her own, would always be unsettling without more. In the same manner, she still refused to use that technique she had been taught by the woman just as well. It was unnecessary. Wasn't going to be needed.

That much was something she knew, having succeeded in doing what she had wished without it. As much as she had wished her time in the mortal realm had been consequence free, as it really should have been, knowing how much weaker the mortals there were, it hadn't. The place had messed with her mind a bit.

From the perspective of the other demons around, it probably appeared as if she was more agitated than she should have been. In truth, the slightest sight of wisps or blackwing birds, caused her senses to be more alert than she should have been. A habit of being forced to move elsewhere by humans.

She used the term loosely as well, as they were likely to be killed than anything, for disturbing her rest. But to stay in the same spot, would likely only encourage more to show up, and so she had to travel to find some other place to sleep, until she really even felt like she wanted to train or eat.

Being unable to open up her portal for so long, was an incident she attributed to not being able to call forth enough power. Her trip to the mortal realm in the first place, hadn't gone unusual. The others, in her much smaller group, had made it out to be just her fault, and not knowing their time right.

She wouldn't have believed something so simple. Refused to do so. Her decisions were not to be taken as lightly as they were trying to make out. She was a force meant to be used for Makai's victories, and further the reach they had. Their enemies would pay for the losses they've dealt, if she could help it.

"Understood."

The call that came from those in Lord Heizen's favor, she knew this latest one hadn't been either of the two who were with her in East City. But she answered it rather simply in her mind, sheathing the blade she had been swinging around, before taking off to where they were supposed to gather.

To be so close to demons of such a status, had always seemed to be unlikely in the past, knowing some other demon were likely to take her spot. Those who were here in the first place, might have been one of those demons, who took the kind of place she would have been, much earlier.

But there was nothing to do about what was taken away from her, but wait to be beyond their status. Unlike a lot of the demons that seemed to be in the presence of those with higher status, her form was rather scaled and rocky in places, not exposing any ounce of flesh, like their king and queen.

They were better off being this way in her eyes, just as well, only being reminded of the faces she hated and killed, as if they had somehow ruled over her in spirit. The large metallic dragon that was also present, she had only stared at, as a question was addressed about their gathering here.

Beyond answering what telepathic link was sent her way, she never spoke unless ordered to.

WC: 783
Tanariul's PL: 356,110

Kuroko was a little overwhelmed by the lot that had gathered here. A gigantic metal dragon… a Princess of the Demon Realm… and a monster Demon with an enormous power level. She herself seemed so much more… human in comparison. Nonetheless she was excited about the mission. If Lord Heizen was correct in his calculations… there would still be a decent sizable resistance force for them to plow through.. And Kuroko was looking forward to such a battle. Her blood boiling with excitement!


Seid had had a rough couple of days. After Earth Heizen tortured him relentlessly for disobeying his orders, he was scared to go on another mission and fuck up. Though he held no physical scars (as Heizen healed him after each cycle) the future Demon Lord had gone through a rigorous cycle of pain and fear. Hours went by without him knowing any type of pattern. There was no food, no sleep. Just the agonizing torture going on with no idea of how long it had been going on and when it was going to end. It made him resent the Demon King a bit.. But he knew better than to defy Heizen. He had seen what happened when Demons under his rule crossed him. It was much easier to co-exist than to challenge him.

He stayed silent and allowed Kuroko to proceed onward with explaining their mission. He wasn’t honestly in the mood for socializing right now.

“Alright then everyone is here who needs to be… Heizen as you may know is busy fighting in the Tournament of Power. But Nasu… Komatsu… Jarvis… most of the X-Fighters… they are also fighting in the tournament. With so many gone... Earth is undefended. He wants to kill the remaining Earthlings and anyone else who inhabits the planet.

With the mortal level so low… finishing off the small population of Earthlings won’t do anymore damage than what’s already been done. If he wins the Super Dragon Balls they will be wished back, but made into our allies. And we will have a set up base on Planet Earth. If he doesn’t win the Super Dragon Balls then he has alternatives in place.. But the important thing is to exterminate the living inhabitants of the Planet.

But his end-goal is for us to build a base in the mortal realm that can be protected from the Saiyans. Given the data he accumulated from the last invasion - Earth is protected by all sorts of beings across the galaxy. If we can safely reside on Earth then we will have allies to keep Nasu and his mongrel Saiyans at bay…!”

That was the general briefing. More details would be made on the way. {“Yes Vulpeca that is perfectly fine. It’ll be an honor to work with you, Lady Aya~”} the Demonness said with a soft smile. Working with another woman would indeed be nice. With Delphi gone there was a lack of estrogen in Kuroko’s interactions. “Whenever you all are ready we can depart!” she said a little cheerfully.

“You’re forgetting something…,” he reminded her with a huff. Kuroko looked back toward the black haired Demon in confusion before realizing what he meant. Gasping she realized her folly! “Oh! I forgot about her!”

Focusing on Namek… Kuroko got in touch with the two people left that needed to get acquainted with this mission. The Majin and the Android who needed to go pick them up. She would go attend to that..

“Anyways… Be careful when we arrive. There’s a Blonde Mage there who has taken up the title of Queen of Earth. Lady Tanariul and you.. Metal Dragon.. should be fine… but the rest of you are at risk if you go up against her magic. She is one of the more talented practitioners of her craft…,” he said.


They didn’t have long to prepare… This mission only had a time duration of about a few hours after all..

WC: 657

That tournament.

Paired along with most of those names, had meant little to her. Battles had a certain time and place to be had, although one that was normally filled to the brim with humans, she would hardly say had caught her eye. The masses of them were never anything she could get away with harming in their realm.

Wiping out one, brought forth more, or even a warning that she might come. There was always some survivor that had cowered away and she had also missed, distracted by her own movements, as she made haste. A kill never needed more than the feel that they were truly dead, the scent of their blood in the air.

Tales of herself, were never anything appealing, knowing she had nearly always held this form, not desiring to shapeshift into something more human. To do so was nothing short of a punishment in her eyes, more than any pain that could be inflicted upon her. Humanity had so little value, that even the slightest of similarities to touch her, would do no more than make her feel both nauseous, and agitated. It wasn't anything she considered to be natural.

Listening to the humans in the first place, some of them able to go on about nothing, far longer than they should be allowed to, never failed to dull her mind. The swing of her blade was more than likely to meet with them in that instant, and so began again all of the annoyances and the like, that could come. It never stopped. They still held the kind of confidence and foolishness they shouldn’t have. They were nothing and knew it, yet they still tried.

She didn’t get it. The weak were supposed to just die off, and forgotten to their word. Replaced by someone better. Trying to fight against that, what did they think they were? There were no strong humans. Only hybrids. Those who claimed otherwise, she wouldn’t hear any of it. It was all nothing but moving nonsense in her head.

This demon spoke so well like them. Most of the words meant nothing to her, holding no interest, because she couldn’t understand it. Why bring them up. They were strong, and they had just disappeared for some time. Why need to be ‘briefed’ at all for something that was so obvious? These humans were gone, and this was their chance. That’s all it should have been, but there was still talking she was hearing. More and more.

She remained still through it all, even after hearing the idea that the humans would be wished back, and that they were somehow supposed to just tolerate the demons. Pathetic lives that she was sure wouldn’t just stop killing one of their own. All of this mortal level business going on too. Like it mattered.

It was the metallic dragon that had spoke first when all of the words had stopped, and she was also the first to have just left it all. Her eyes had flicked over to the demon that had talked. It never failed to surprise her how these other demons were able to even hold such a form, and not even shake in shame.

Whenever they were ready, she’d leave.

WC: 549
Tanariul's PL: 356,110
(Since things are starting in the RoD, Tanariul is leaving along with, or through the use of her own portal.)