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She had gone and surpassed the limits her False God form held, and essentially became a True God, but even that form had its limits. Ones that just weren't as apparent as its predecessor, with the tremendous reserves of stamina, this new form had granted her. It truly felt as if she could have kept fighting for weeks, and her head had remained so clear and absent about the troubles of the world. There was no regards to the concept of good and evil.
Those were issues that felt so insignificant, and her first time within that form, had also only furthered the things that she had already believed in. It didn't matter whether or not someone like her was born with power, or had an upbringing that had encouraged the pursuit of gaining it.
Individuals, no matter what kind of planet, were always going to try and impose their will onto others, attempting to assert that it was the right way of doing things. Daring to even threaten others for how pathetic they were or could be, would have her facing spite, as those within this group saw a need to defend what wasn't their business. She could never truly even mock a Kold Demon that wasn't a being she had already knew, despite their history of being insufferable and oppressive, without slighting someone who wasn't even of their kind. There was no way of convincing these oafs of anything.
Coming to this planet in the first place, and establishing rule here, was meant to escape those idiots. Her power was meant to be able to impose her own ideals and rules, but no matter what good she had done, going so far as to 'segregate' these different beings and giving them their own cities, there was still bawling here and there that it was wrong. Anything remotely not of pure good and innocent, wasn't allowed to exist in a universe like this.
Even the King of Saiyans, who likely had the goal of genocide, and saw other beings as inferior before the Tournament of Power, was nothing more than a lowly welp begging for attention in similar regards to the King and Queen of Demons. They wanted to impose their own will onto others, creating their own beliefs, but the moment someone like her had took the initiative to do far more than they ever could, it was seen as nothing but blasphemy.
The evidence in that was just how like-minded the strong and the weak could be. She was aware of the Saiyans having procured their own planet, with how word could travel around through space. But what exactly had been done on that planet, that could benefit those who weren't Saiyans? Nothing.
She couldn't imagine those warmongers would really built cities meant for others, like she had done. While the Demons had shown themselves to be so disorganized and petty, they were willing to start a war all because of a hickie, abandoning how easy she could make things for them, by not interfering.
Having her own planet had proven to solve nothing, which only meant the next step that would guarantee these ideals could be purged, was if she could gain enough power to create her own universe. It was so tiring to deal with demands that kept on being imposed on her. To take actions that could be seen as only good and nothing else. There was no options to do anything else. All of the current powers at play could think about was peace, and any kind of violence that could arise, was nothing more than a mocking battle. They knew full well that the mortal level couldn't have been damaged as it had before.
It was fake, for them to go try killing anyone at this point, trying to elicit what they had wanted to see and hear, just to get a rise out of things. Making efforts to dish it back, and suddenly she would be seen as the problem. The issue. Something that must be stopped because she had power.
Unity was nowhere near what this universe was. All of the gripes the others made were false, and there was only waiting for some outcry to happen that could cause other beings of power to bawl like the annoyances they were. They could never truly understand what a choice actually meant, only continuing to impose that she had to do this or that, rather than taking the option of not dealing with their issues in the first place. They knew not what it meant to survive, nor did they even have any credibility on trying to impose anything on anyone. The Saiyans would have been extinct without the Namekian dragonballs.
Demons were always fated to die because of their inherent nature, and the beliefs that the deities of the universe had invoked, with the idea that there was truly any evil at all. That there needed to be a balance. Becoming a True God had made her realize this, and there was nothing that could be done without more power. The existence of other universes were undeniable, and beings would go on to continue remaining foolish that anything but good was allowed.
She wasn't any happier gaining this new form than she had been before. But she was also never expecting for it to bring anything more than insight. A lot of it was stuff that she had already come to know, and hardly anything could have really been surprising to her anymore. How could it, when there was no choice but to be anything but good? Generic as they come? Even her efforts to give beings their own city, would have been chalked up to being nothing more than endangering just her kind in the case of an attack. Things like giving the Elemi and Bijous the planet evacuation facility was something to ignore.
Other beings of power never noticed anything more than what they wanted to see and impose. She could have wrongly but possibly be seen as some kind of tyrant, because they were too blindsided to see anything more than their own views. The idea of having others work their way up to talking to people like her, too cruel for their eyes. They wanted equality, yet had ranks and importance of their own in some way. Forbidding things here and there.
She hadn't done anything they hadn't already done themselves, but she was just so much a being of power, anyone not as like-minded as they were, deserved unnecessary attention for being different. Complete and utter absence was the only fate meant for them, to really know what suffering was.
Coming here to Republic City, and making her way to the primary Capsule Corp building, of the many that were around, an office was vacated for her own personal use. It was nothing but damning to be different among other planets, or give the slightest hurt, no matter what power they held.
So she had taken it in her own hands to personally call forth one of the two outsiders that had stuck out. He had been the only one to see any progress at all, from what she had heard of regarding Mako. While the one who was of her kind, there had been no significant news at all.
Whenever this particular man had arrived, he would be stopped at the doors of the building. Contrary to how she could be whenever she was in a mood, she was more lenient than those other beings of power could ever hope to be. Giving consideration to others where they had never made efforts to show.
Her own allies had been ignored at the Namek Overseer's god rituals, made to feel nothing but worthless, yet she was made out to be the problem.
Sin, an interesting aspect in philosophy and those that feel they are more pious than others. The understanding that one can achieve far more by accepting than rejecting was something thought to be beyond comprehension to others. The many ways that bring men and women together are the same thing that keeps them at war with themselves and each other. That one can do wrong despite their intentions for the benefit of others, that greed is to be shunned and called out despite the clear and somewhat obvious intention to gather just the same as those they claim to despise. Envy, Lust, Gluttony, Greed, basic sins that essentially mean the same thing, 'over-indulgence'. The idea that one will always need the excess, that they need what others have simply because others have it and one never has.
Life is full of concepts that those who hear them claim they truly understand and go about trying to live in the interpretation of their understanding of whatever concept they believe benefits them most. Lust as a carnal desire to serve oneself just as they had always done prior to their evolutionary stage in existence so that one can proceed into birthing the next generation and spread their legacy. Envy and Greed provide ambition to achieve or gain something, a simple concept, one that is overlooked due to the cruelty often used to achieve such things. Wrath, common and distinctly placed so as to provide a reason for defending oneself and family, those they claim to be their kin, a sin for its excess in use when left uncontrolled and cruel. Sloth, relaxation in excess, sleep, something that often occurs when one has achieved all they could hope for and feel that they no longer need to try in order to maintain or continue climbing the ladder to their goals. Pride, often shunned as it is often used as verbal attacks on another's confidence, despite pride being motivation and leading to one's own happiness. Pride in excess leads very simply into Envy or Wrath. Excess is the true sin, and denial of such necessary aspects to life is a fool's errand that one would never escape as they would then be consumed by those sins.
It had been a bit since he had met that lovely woman and her fire djinn companion. Dravocn had been meditating particularly on his throat chakra in order to assist in his confidence and speaking ability, hoping that it would assist in improving his ability to get his point across without making himself sound like a jabbering baffoon. He had a goal at the moment, he wanted to make progress in his climb to power, there was little fear of death but there was a fear in making a fool of himself that would ruin the possibility and credibility of his long-term goal. Philosopher and Scientist of many things, yet in his attempts to show his understanding, it amounted to nothing but drivel from an ignorant man claiming to be what he was not. However one's mistakes should not cause one to define themselves as a permanent status, improvement, adaptation, evolution, simply works one must do to escape their current flaws in order to form new ones to overcome as well. So he continued in his attempts to try.
Rather suddenly and curiously, he was invited to meet someone of rather extreme significance, outside of the realm of connections he even thought possible of making at this point in his journey of self-improvement. So he had risen to the call, of course, without question, not necessarily with excitement but with curiosity and caution. He couldn't fathom what interest he could be to anyone just yet, he wasn't even close to anyone's power who was important, and he had kept his power rather low for fear of imposing a threat on others by accident. The man had chosen to wear his normal white gloves, no special embroidery, no effects, he didn't want to spark an idea of intent upon his host. While Sloth's Respite was his favorite pair, he felt it was inappropriate to come to a meeting with gloves that could do such things to someone.
He did a bit of Tummo meditation prior to leaving his domicile, moving into the cold of the planet perfectly warm in his suit and tie and enhanced metabolic body heat. He moved the address of a Capsule Corp building he was told to go to by the messenger that had arrived, his smile plastered onto his face in another attempt to come off as friendly, though considering the previous interactions he may as well have come across as a friendly idiot who only imagines his intelligence. Either way, he was stopped by the guards at the front of the building with a smile on his face, handing a letter of invitation to the guards so as to inform them that his arrival was to be expected. He, of course, kept his power suppressed at an average amount of the populace of the planet, unwilling to stop doing so. His eyes were to the ground, he was dealing with someone of high order after all. Feeling the Vishuddha blue chakra course through his body from his throat, enjoying the feeling of the open chakra.
He waited outside, waiting for passage from the guards, he wasn't sure if there was a certain code of conduct he was supposed to show, though he did show them his own culture's greeting and thanks by bowing to them at a forty-five-degree angle. He was dressed in a suit and tie, this time he chose white to coat his body from head to toe simply for the change of aesthetic if only due to color. His tie was violet in contrast to his white suit and undershirt, his gloves were also white, like looking at porcelain. His hair jet black and his eyes were as violet as his tie with a hint of blue from the Vishuddha chakra currently flowing through him rather nicely.
She had accessed the powers of a god countless times, since gaining the form.
It was a natural and expected thing to do these past two years, having hoped that one of her training sessions with the others, would have sparked what was needed to surpass the limits of the False God form. All things that had ended in failure until recently, and lowering what success she had against a war with the Demons. If it took two years to surpass what limits being a False God gave, it was a possibility two more years would be needed for True God.
Time that she didn't have, yet she knew like its predecessor, even the limits of this new form had relied on the progression of sheer power, if she had wanted to overcome it. Something too difficult to estimate when and how much. Whatever power she had currently held, gaining the new form hadn't ensured her she was any nearer to what the King of Saiyans must have had. While she couldn't say for sure, it was reasonable to believe that if he was stronger than her, he likely also already held a god form of his own. Which only meant he had the advantage of time, that could be estimated based off of his brother.
The Namek Overseer, was someone who would have been more of a worry, if not for how silent they seemed to be, about what god forms were. She had only found out herself because her allies were there. And while she had did what she could to spread the information that this form existed, those other beings of power did the exact opposite. They had their reasons for it, sure, but it only proved how different her views were from what they believed in.
It was difficult to decide on whether or not she was giving them too much credit, believing that they were even competent enough to realize what revealing god forms had meant. Anyone who managed to do the ritual to gain one, would have their ki and power hidden from those who had lacked one.
There were dangers there, but also motivation for others, to go and chase after things. It could even create threats, having these beings of power around, that could possibly be gods themselves. But it would also likely create repetition. Something tiresome to go and perform over and over again.
Saiyans, who were positively only going to be hybrids than full-blooded, were always going to be the most likely to reach this level of power. They knew themselves to be destructive, and yet, she had knew for sure the idea of wiping out the brash ones, would have be seen as nothing but a problem.
There was always a group of those who unnecessarily believed in how good of a heart someone might have had, even if that will belonged to a side that didn't belong to them. It was fair in their eyes, even if life was never meant to be, and those who died, did so because of their own doings.
They had chosen themselves to risk their lives, and couldn't accept the idea that someone with power like her, would need an incentive for interfering. One that was meant to be far beyond saving lives of those on a planet she didn't care for. But what was the point of investing in others anymore?
That Kold Demon who had been at her ritual, it was the idea of him fearing for his own life, as he should around people of power, that struck a nerve within her. The moods she could have, and the deals that she could make, going on about how others were meant to get stronger for the assets she had given them, was meant to serve as motivation. The risk was their life, to not go and do so, but it was beyond stupid to bawl at the idea of having to get stronger.
Even so, it had became apparent on the possibility that Kold Demon was shameful enough to actually fear her. It was idiotic, though still a concern that she had listened to, knowing the one she left in charge of Technotica, raised that to her attention back then. She hadn't thought much of it, knowing the likelihood of her traveling off the planet without ensuring things wouldn't go wrong, were slim. But she didn't expect most aliens to be bright.
What about the idea of a Kold bawling at the idea of having to go stronger, in return for the assets she had given, was knowing how refined they could be in speech and other things. There was just so much stupidity in coming to terms with that exchange. Material goods of value, and only strength was asked for.
Individuals like that, were truly better off dead than anything else. Even her partner, who had wore heavy weights for a time, didn't need to do much to improve from where the Elemi had been two years ago. There was no excuses not to get stronger, even if this fool thought himself as a businessman.
What she had offered was more than fair, and the Saiyans with their kind of potential, had too much of an advantage, should a group of them ever had their own god forms. She was only certain of two others beyond her, possibly three if she were to count that Saiyan hybrid, who she had offered a scouter to.
They were all mostly on different sides, but it didn't appease her any to know just how much she had to look after herself. The Saiyans have plenty of themselves to teach those who hadn't received god forms of their own, how to access it, but where were these deities to help someone like her?
No hints or anything on how to surpass these limits, and gaining the form she had in recent times, had been an aimless endeavor that could have easily fail. They were meant to reveal themselves and be known, yet continued to only stay away beyond what was needed for the mortal level, as far as she could tell.
It was disappointing, and only served to have her desire what path she saw for herself, to be something of fruition. These deities only involved themselves where they wanted things to be, rather than actually go and offer anything of value, now that people like her were getting their own god forms.
So tiresome to deal with, and still nothing but becoming strong, to go and deal with it. There was only so much effort she could put in to gain power, and actually see results, knowing that most beings of power were Saiyans. The fact that she wasn't one, but was still seen as a problem, only made it all the more ridiculous. A universe with only Saiyans, and ever supposed Villain they saw, was just another someone of their own race trying to make change.
That's what it felt like was trying to happen, every time she thought about the actions she made in the past. Saiyans had their control over on Namek. The Humans thought they had control of Earth, but there wasn't a chance in hell that there wasn't some brute of a Saiyan waiting around.
Beings like her, should have been seen with more praise, but even back then when she had talked to that Elemi hybrid, their conversation had all amounted to it being natural for Saiyans to be strong and numerous. Clearly, there wasn't even a problem that most of those apart of the Tournament of Power, were likely just Saiyans. The Demons and what place they might have even had, to avoid a full team of Saiyans, was hardly a group of distinguished beings.
Those who were, just weren't strong enough to make themselves known, a problem that she had been trying to fix, and yet there was just so many numbers of Saiyans trying to impose their own will here and there. Anyone of interest was just more than likely to disappear, or retire, unwilling to persist.
That was one of the reasons she had ceased inviting strangers to her mansion, bothering to really make something of them. There were a lot faces she had met through doing so back then, but could still recall what their importance were. None of who she had ever really seen around again since then.
Going back to that wasn't something she had really planned to pursue, even after all of the insight that she had gained with her latest form. What she wanted was to benefit herself more than anything, knowing the weight of what she had to shoulder, and how allies she knew of were slow to progress.
Duvainel was the closest to being something impressive, but her old friend was still lacking in so much to really depend on. Other beings of power were more fortunate, though one thing that she was certain of, was that the King of Saiyans still remained to be the only one she needed to surpass, in order to be considered the strongest within the universe. By then, those deities should have been able to see for themselves, where they had driven her to.
As easy as it would have been to bury her face into her arms, and merely feel out any new presences, she had opted instead to watch on the monitors this office had, who decided to come into the building. The Capsule Corps within the city always saw visitors here and there, usually Elemi like they were meant to be. What faces she had watched here and there, reminded her of what she had been able to create, seeing the scouters that they had wore.
Her own was sat aside on the desk, knowing it would be unnecessary, with the kind of things that she had knew occurred on this planet. It felt like it had been some time before this particular man had arrived, dressing in the kind of fashion different from the winter wear those on the planet had.
The bow he gave made him stuck out as well, but there was no longer really a semblance of for better or worse, in her eyes. It was always going to be a problem to use what power she had, the way she had wanted it to. There were rumors that a Crocolisk wanted to visit this planet for whatever reason, and do all sorts of nonsense. Yet the idea of her stopping such a thing, she could see would have been too daring in the eyes of others. Even though she was more than sure if anybody started killing Namekians, the Saiyans who lived there would have made efforts to get rid of the problem in a similar mindset.
There was little difference, but people were always trying to impose their own wills, making it out like there was. The humans standing guard outside, allowed this man to pass through to enter, leaving what this monitor could really see, without changing screens. But she didn't need to further look at them any longer, to know that he would arrive soon enough. Capsule Corp employees were always nearly human in nature, with what Elemi or Bijou around, only being because of what efforts her partner had gone through. It wasn't much like that in Yggdrasil, or the other cities, for a number of reasons.
Though she wasn't one to protest here, in the city that the ice elemental was meant to lead. In the time that it took to move the monitor back into its original hidden position, with the press of a button, darkness had surrounded her as her eyes shut and felt out the presences within the building.
Not clinging or really bothering to hold onto the weight and presence it gave off, like she often did when thinking about her partner. Still, it was easy to pinpoint where this man was, and who had started to escort him, after her secretary had buzzed this room to inform her that this man had arrived.
The humans that she had close to her, only continued to be Human, until she was quite certain that their wish to become a Vampire, wasn't one which they would regret. Something which remained that way for nearly two more years, and likely would go on to persist to a certain extent.
Asuka was usually one of her two more personal cooks, and thus was often allowed to do what the young woman had liked. But the light-haired brunette was someone she had asked to assist her today, rather than go around handling the blood drives she knew the Human had usually visited.
A friendly face, with a different energy than the overwhelming kind one particular ally of hers held. The girl wasn't one to really talk about what was to come, and more certain to really talk about the halls these two would have to pass, like some kind of tour guide. These Capsule Corp buildings varied in size, but there was always some lab far from the more common areas of the building, where it was clear only those with purpose would have visited.
Everything else was just more akin to work offices here and there. She had things she wanted to go over with this man, in order for an understanding to be reached. Compared to her, there was only so much her partner could have really covered, for what was meant to be something simple.
Yet, she had held doubts anything more had really been done since. One individual was nothing compared to a group of other people, nor should it be made out as if one individual could ever amount to be akin to a collective group. There was nothing but stupidity to try and assert one opinion was like many.
"A lot of the offices here could really be used by any of the workers here, but this is where you'll be left here today."
Several knocks on the door, was really the only thing that had been needed, before it had opened up. Her ally had smiled as she always did, something she knew there were those who described it as radiant. The kindness in that heart wasn't something that could have been mistaken for anything else.
Bowing to take her leave, upon seeing she hadn't needed anything, the doors had closed up behind the girl. It was only then, did she bring attention to the files that sat on the desk, which she slid slightly forward, but kept her hands ontop of. There was a lot of annoying things to cover, but briefing didn't always hold true to what it had derived from. Necessary wasn't even a word she would even use for this meeting, knowing her original intentions were to have anyone of interest, at least hold a power level of two hundred thousand, before even bothering to approach her. Something unknown to the public.
Though a lot of things had changed since gaining that form, and allies that she should have been able to rely on, outside of those living with her, couldn't really keep up. It was chance, to go and put forth the idea that things could be different with her own involvement, but one she wished to not slight her.
"There's no need for any of that bowing or any titles. I've gone through at least an hour without referring to any names, two years ago with an Elemi that had been close to my power, and I'd like to keep things the same here."
Before he could really even say anything at all, it was an estimation that she had voiced, in accordance to the way that he had dressed, and what she had already knew. The Saiyan hybrid, who had Elemi ancestry, she had met two years prior, was never going to be someone she had forgot about.
Someone of that power wasn't anyone who was just going to up and disappear from the universe. There had also been too many proposals to have forgotten, that she was sure only she would have been able to keep intact. The idea of forming a group of gods, and essentially killing those that they didn't like.
How much had that woman change since then? It was a question she kept asking, while wondering how soon it would ever be, for them to be on opposing sides. There was a lot of things wrong with such a scenario, and this woman bowing to the King of Saiyans had been one of them. He likely offered safety so long as she had remained beneath him. Yet she also couldn't really see the idea that ridding him, would have convinced the hybrid to leave either.
There was so much possible crap about how much things could have changed, that would have given the hybrid a different outlook on life. A weaker one. There was always a choice in things. Not even hard ones. But it was just so blasphemous in these certain conditions, that something of the past could mean anything now. They had a good back and forth back then, and it was certainly true even despite the woman's own persistence, she had been able to avoid giving out her name until the very end of that visit. Memories she thought of fondly, and also dreaded what the future could hold for them.
Knocking the King of Saiyans from his position of being the strongest, was possibly the only winning thing she could have, to salvage whatever friendship she and that woman had made that day. There was likely nothing but remnants now, when it came to the similar beliefs they had held back then.
"So long as that is understood, I suppose this could be called a briefing of sorts. Word hasn't really made it around just yet to the other cities, but I've made it known to those in Amity, that I've gained a new transformation. With it, were a lot of insights you could literally never understand, as the form is more than just sheer power, but we'll get to that."
It had only been recently since she had been able to trigger this new transformation, which aura was more controlled than how fiery her False God form was. There had been people from Yggdrasil and other cities that had visited, having heard what was going on, but they had been lucky ones.
Even her partner hadn't really known of the form until later, with how her ki signature always disappeared when she had accessed those forms. Some fighting among her allies, wasn't something that was amidst either. Not unless it was obvious that they were being attacked or anything.
"We were meant to only meet after you've reached a certain power level I won't name, though the tranformation brought things to light that needed me to move things around. It would have been fortunate if these had been because of visions, but it's more so hypocrisy from beings of power that I know. The group of Saiyans living on Namek have certain beliefs that make me certain they wouldn't hesitate to kill anyone trying to attack the Namekians, yet would likely shame those on this planet, if they've heard of what happens in certain parts of this planet. Actions that I have every right to take as Queen and leader, next to my partner. It doesn't matter what I've created for other beings, all they'd likely see is wrongdoings for a planet they don't control."
Whether or not he was informed or not to know what had changed with Namek, which really depended on what he heard from outsiders that visited this planet for trade in Yggdrasil, the Saiyans were the most vocal of hypocrisy with the kind of number that they held. And very annoyingly so.
The idea of trying to assert that what she had wanted to enforce on this planet, was different than some of their beliefs, was nothing but foolishness. They had the advantage in number and power that she didn't, outside of her own personal forces. Yet she was so certain that she would always be seen as the problem. It was a simple thing to believe of them, knowing they weren't really smart and able to grasp a lot of concept someone like this man likely could.
"Conquering this planet was meant to escape all of that nonsense, but I can see fairly well through what weaknesses some of the Kold Demons shown, that there are others besides them that would likely bawl at the idea of the deals that I make. It's utter stupidity, knowing I don't ask for much in exchange for resources, but that's something to put aside for later. If it's not the Saiyans being hypocritical, and simultaneously failing to grasp why tehy are, it's the Humans on Earth. There have been a lot of changes within the past few years, that have made security there tighter than even Namek's.
People need to confirm their landing, among other nonsense, with an army that's currently leading without a queen in place, but I don't doubt had been part of her vision before her death. It's strict in a way that I'm certain anyone trying to attack the planet would be struck down immediately, no matter what friendly guise they could show any outsiders or the locals. Capsule Corp was only meant to be stationed here on this planet, but they were so desperate and close-minded, they couldn't see an opportunity to make use of a different company instead. Going on to keep the long oligopoly this company here had given them. I welcome what would have been failing competition, but it's a missed opportunity at this point."
Her time on Earth when she had gone after the dragonballs, had gone on long enough to assess the situation, especially since it had involved Capsule Corp. Motivating them to form something of themselves, related to that Red Ribbon nonsense they were heavily promoting down on that planet, would have been better use than continuing to depend on something she already had influence over, but she wasn't going to reject the idea of assisting Earth.
So long as they were going to try and keep using the Capsule Corp name, it was something she had a shared influence of. There was clearly an opportunity to be had that they had missed, for likely no other reason than imposing their own wills. Yet amidst all of this new security they had, they kept trying to spout the idea that they were still the tourist trap they used to be, among other hypocritical things that showed their mindset was no different when it had came to trying to enforce something. But because she was a being of higher power, it always went back to her being the problem for desiring something.
There was absolutely no individuality at all. No being different. Their clear alignments was what made it so easy to say her beliefs had truth to it. And the one thing that she had found from being on Earth for that period of time, was just how much the Humans there had seemed to really hate Saiyans.
"Those Humans carry hate for a certain group of Saiyans, different from the ones living on Namek. But it's stupidity nonetheless for them to go on about being welcoming, or deeming themselves to be 'good' when they're unwilling to have these other group of Saiyans visit. This other branch is known for their violent tendencies, but if they truly have a grasp of security, then it shouldn't be a problem to control or enforce what they wish, more than tehy already are. That idea of enforcing alone though, is what makes them another group that would easily bawl at what happens on this planet, despite all of the contraries to them."
This wasn't even half of what she had wanted to cover, in order to have this man catch up to things. But they were certainly branching out differently than from what she had started out with Duvainel. There were reasons for it, but getting this out in the open was the best way she saw of establishing the agenda she had in mind. Of the two groups that she had mentioned so far, which she viewed to be distinguished, the last she had tons to say of.
"Then there are the Demons, who are quite possibly the biggest contrary of them all, for a number of reasons. Inherently evil, from what can usually be seen of them, and accordance to lore found on earth. They certainly have power in those numbers, but what does that matter when they've proven to me that they're also disorganized? Refuses to see or even make use of given power even handed to them. It's no wonder they so frequently die to those who deem themselves as good. One of their faults lie in their fear for beings of power like myself, who could serve as an asset to them.
I speak with experience when I say I'm certain they don't have the slightest clue what they're doing. They have demonic portals that they can use to travel anywhere they wish, but refuse to make use of it properly to cause the destruction they're known for. It's an obvious and clear risk for them, despite how much they try and assert themselves over others for being mortal, yet like the rest of the universe, tend to take on Human appearances rather than anything monstrous. A favor no one has ever asked for, and no matter what reason they try and show they possess, they can't escape their evil history."
The East City invasion, West City, and even the night of her own ritual. Those Demons had never learned to relax, and there was absolutely no excuse with the kind of colorful allies she had of different origins. It didn't matter that only herself and a number of people had flared their power that night.
Even what coaxing her own allies had tried to do to have them relax their guard, there was weakness in themselves trying to mimic human behavior in the situations that should call for it. So many other things could be said about their behavior she greatly detested, and what painted them to be fools.
She could even see the possibility that out of paranoia greater than her own, those she was currently working with, could suddenly decide to turn on her. All they would prove upon doing so however, was just how much they bawled like these other groups, when someone did something different than the usual.
"I've got things to say about my kind next, but we'll first turn attention to your visit with my partner. Still, keep in mind all of the hypocrisy of those other groups and the nonsense they believe and spout."
Frowning was mostly what she had done throughout topic to topic, only further emphasizing how she was as much of a business person as she was dressed.
The guards were human, an interesting happenstance considering as far as he was told humans were essentially illegal on this planet and those that were allowed to live here were honored guests. This law was apparently due to a deal made with the Kold Demons for their distaste with anything resembling a Saiyan. Though his previous encounter with ignorance could very well occur in this misunderstanding as well, so he left it be. He entered the building only to be greeted by a rather cheery brunette who gave him a tour of the building while she guided him to the person who had summoned him. She had a genuine smile on her face, happy to help and simply be, at least that's what it seemed. There was something to be said about how she carried herself, possibly a rejection of the evils of the world, or perhaps acceptance, a mindset that she would strive through it all and help all she can in her own way. It wasn't exactly jargon to hope for the best, but he was rather curious about how she had managed to accomplish such a glowing demeanor.
Along the tour, he was allowed to examine for a brief period the offices and the distant laboratories in which he wasn't told he was allowed to enter, they had somewhere to be after all. His eyes gently swept across the desks taking note of anything he could. His memory was rather vast though his reliance on his intelligence had been deemed deplorable at the moment, he needed to re-earn his self-made title, a title he never bragged or even brought up, but something he liked to think of himself as. An intelligent man never needs to tell anyone he's intelligent, the same thing goes for kings, the powerful, and simply those who hold their titles over others heads. Regardless, he had been making note of anything he could, determined to reaffirm himself to himself. Self-image is a rather strong psychological weapon, often times deciding one's choices for them, should one imagine them to be intelligent, they would try to take intelligent action but they would also falter under the pride of such a title, become lazy, arrogant, there is strength in understanding others as well as oneself.
It didn't take long to arrive upon the doors of the meeting, where his guide had told him he would be. She knocked on the door, it opened seemingly on its own, and she bowed to take her leave. He happily bowed in return, another forty-five-degree bow, not too low for her title did not deem it, but with just as much respect as one of his culture would deem. He would then turn his attention to his host, his smile hadn't left his face, there was nothing that could be said other than basic greetings, something trivial and due to how she spoke and carried herself, trivialities didn't seem to be something she cared so much for. At least not in this particular interaction.
She had requested to refrain from bowing or title before immediately shifting into a declaration of a new transformation as well as power, following that up with a claim that he would absolutely never understand what sort of understanding she had gained from it. Already within seconds, she had made Pride into a rather excited creature, manifesting itself in her very voice. Dravocn's smile didn't waver however, he would allow her to say her peace. She had made their meeting in a place she controlled, she resided in a location of power, everything screamed 'display of power' yet this was simply circumstantial... for the moment.
She seemed bored, tired, annoyed, though it also seemed that nearly everything annoyed her... first impressions be as they may, judgment had not been made, there wasn't enough observation and listening done to make such things. Displays of character shouldn't be deemed abruptly, first impressions generally decide how the other treats you, but it doesn't carry very much weight over enough time. Openness and Caution are very dangerous things, too open and you are likely to be stabbed in the back, too much caution and you will have no one to have your back. Denying the good intentions of a person based on first impressions or seconds of conversation is a foolish disservice to oneself as well as the other.
She spoke of how they were supposed to meet, that he would only matter at an undisclosed amount of power and then guided her own words into a reason to describe her allies... whom of which she clearly is allied with out of convenience simply with the way she speaks about them. He could understand his lack of power described his own personal lack of meaning, even he thought that unless he were to be far stronger than he is now, that he wouldn't amount to anything worthwhile. But that is for something entirely different. She then moved on to describe the Saiyans current predicament and her perception of their mindset and actions.
It seemed the Saiyans had claimed a planet called Namek, the citizens promptly named Namekians much like Earthlings for Earth. Their peace with the Namekians was based on protecting said beings, though based on her wording, she suspects that the Saiyans would shame those on this planet for... defending the inhabitants. While the wording takes a few seconds of cleaning through perspective, she could be understood as talking about defending the Kold Demons as part of her agreement upon conquering this planet. While she had made deals with the inhabitants of her planet, she speaks of their likelihood of shaming her for defending the Kold Demons, which based on how they had a war with them for years along with the subjugation of their entire race, getting annihilated, and then reborn only for war... this seemed... at least understandable in the basic sense. She was protecting their enemy, those who subjugate and kill... even if the Saiyans themselves used to be or are currently just as bad in their warmongering.
On top of this, she adds that she feels victimized by being made a monster for doing what she can for her people in her position of power. That her supposed allies are cruel idiots for perceiving her as a monster even if they had done the same thing for those on their planet. This was an understandable gripe, but the history they have with the Kold Demons was over generations. As an ageless being, it's easy to overlook the hatred carried over generations of beings that slowly instills itself as nearly genetic predispositions to others. Stories and rumors are so easy to spread the demonization of even the most well-intentioned. She then adds that it's idiocy that the Kold Demons among others find disdain in making peace. She clearly has good intentions, her attitude and demeanor seem... lacking, but politics is a hell of a button presser. The hypocrisy of the Saiyans, despite their reasoning, is there, that is true and she lays that aside to move on to the Earth.
The Earth had apparently become very... bureaucratic and security driven. Immigration seems to be their major problem for fear of rebellion and terrorists, so uptight and stressed that they fire and destroy ships that they so much as suspect had a twinge of animosity from. She immediately shares a complaint that despite their excessive strictness and attitude for immigration, they expect and absolutely need her company rather than have any sort of self-reliance. She verbally scoffed at the idea of competition, but she wanted them to at least try to use their own tech, intelligence, and resources. The complaint was about their determination for hypocritical nationalism, they wanted to cut off ties with the outside world out of fear... but refuse to advance themselves through their own means. A fair complaint, clearly idiotic, granted there wasn't much said for the other side of the issue.
She moves on to the Demons. She finds issue with their chaotic understanding, their selfishness and pride. Prideful in the sense that they won't seek the help of those stronger than them, preferring to keep cautious and expect to be slain no matter their supposed capabilities. They apparently waste their abilities, they can transport themselves anywhere they please but prefer to blend in rather than run rampant as their history says they would. There was nothing to say on that topic, wasted potential on beings where one expects them to do nothing but conquer and destroy is honestly a boon, rooting for a very clear enemy under the guise of alliance is a difficult concept to grasp unless one is rooting for their own destruction... or simply can't wait for the challenge.
Her issues seemed to resemble at least one commonality, victimization over differences in culture. It was a fairly new kingdom she had made, she was an ageless being who had lived for years he wasn't entirely sure of, she could have easily seen the rise and fall of other governments. She feels that she had made at least relative perfection, and rather than be told she did well, she is being subjected to her allies telling her she is wrong for fighting what they assume are tried and true ways to rule. She had started over on this planet to improve and escape the other governments for their very clear logical faults. Based on the peace that she has had so far, she had done well, there were no rebellions, no one seemed to hate her, the law was upheld though there wasn't all that much crime as far as he had seen.
She stopped her speech to move on to him, he had made an arrogant man of himself despite his attempts at understanding. So it was likely she wanted to tell him why he was so idiotic to think that just because vampires were in power didn't mean mortals were simple blood bags. His claims of cows were to humans as humans were to vampires was cold just as the ice djinn had said, but it was his attempts at understanding perspective and their necessity to feed on blood that he had said such things. But he wasn't about to defend himself, nor was he about to claim he was wrong, perspective and patience were the games to play for the moment.
Her words about keeping in mind the poor governments the others had as if to say 'would you rather be there?'. There was no flinching, no sighing, no tension in his body. He simply smiled and waited, listening, patient, and analyzing like he always does. She frowned a lot, likely to emphasize that he was not her friend, that he has zero of her respect, that her smile is a gift and a rarity. She didn't seem to be much of a fearmonger, but based on the several circumstances surrounding this particular meeting, it could be believed that she is attempting to showcase her power and demand obedience.
There was a bit of heat coming from him, almost like a steamy coating from his meditation that kept him so warm in this cold planet, but he wasn't sweating. He did nothing, patient, as she had not given him reason to speak nor did she ask him to or shown him that she wanted him to. All she did was end her speech, likely expecting him to grovel for her forgiveness for his idiocy from earlier, or perhaps for him to laugh and dig his heels into his earlier showcased thoughts. No, that was a fool's errand, both of which would make him a joke even to himself. He would much rather step beside her behind her desk and speak there, but he hadn't the need for such things, this was not a contest of power, nor was this a situation in which it would be an intelligent move to test boundaries.
Pride emanated from her, she was proud of what she had accomplished, but it seemed that based on her complaints of her allies, she wanted recognition. Not from someone who feared her, not from someone who was her friend, not from anyone trying to brown nose her... she wanted praise that she didn't have to think was disingenuous or placating. Her power was just a side bonus, or at worst, the cause behind what she had done, either way, she didn't care for it. He couldn't sense her, and considering he could sense just about everyone else on this planet, meant she was otherworldly. Yet, her accomplishment of power was nothing to her. Her goals were utopic, despite her expression and disposition. 'Idiotic' was a word frequently leaving her mouth, implying intelligence was valued, but judgement was given freely.
No, the smart thing to do was to wait and so he did. No need to rush anything, she had spawned this meeting, after all, she wanted his attention.
Controlled great ape [x10],
SS FP[x16],
SSJ2 FP[x32],
Golden Great Ape [x43],
Broken Saiyan [x40],
SSJ4 [x47]
False God [x57]
UI Omen - Defensive [x57/x+15]
Basic Scouter
MA Dojo, MA School, Allied Edifice[30% gains]
Mansion x2[50%], Estate [x75] x100 Gravity Machine,
N. Dragon Radar [2]
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