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Base [x+1/x+0], Enrage [x2], Mastered Power [x5], Super Elemi [x13], Attuned Super Elemi [x20], Unleashed Super Elemi [x32/x24], Mastered Super Elemi [x35], True Elemental [x45], False God [x56/x55] True God [x60]
The corner of Tomina's mouth rose, her lips curling into a smirk as she looked up at Ember. It had been awhile since she ran into someone who had wit in them. Battling with words was fun in its own right.
"Being charming doesn't kill my enemies. Why would I bother trying to be someone I'm not? Also, is a bed the scope of your limited imagination? I don't limit myself to quaint locations such as that. Couldn't you have come up with something more interesting, like a church altar? That turned out to be surprisingly fun."
Tomina was completely unfazed by the deaths of the people around her. She was talking casually to them, even as the Elemi duo slaughtered the enemies around them. She was however shocked by the information that the ice Elemi gave her. Hey eyes widened as she processed the words that had been spoken. Caesar is dead?! How long have I been rotting in that prison? They sure aren't acting like their leader has been slaughtered. They're all just a bunch of robots in the end it seems. Following their masters orders even though when their master dies.
Tomina rolled her eyes at the speech Snow gave her. It seemed as though everyone in the Cerulean Empire was arrogant in the most annoying way possible. Caesar viewed himself as a living God, and all of his followers worshiped him as such. Why did she even bother to stop and talk to them? Tomina rubbed her forehead with her hand, letting out a very audible sigh.
"Now I remember why I don't talk to you Ceruleans often. You all paint Caesar as a divine being. Just because someone is monstrously strong doesn't make them a God. He was a mortal, and he died. It's as simple as that."
Tomina walked closer to Snow and Ember, sparks of flame flickering to life around her as she looked up at them. These two had managed to tick her off with their praising of their glorious leader. She wasn't going to get another chance, so she was going to use this opportunity to get something off her chest.
"Your "God" is nothing but a false monarch who only obtained power because all the obstacles he faced to build his Empire were as easy knocking down a door. Of course he was going to take over Planet Vegeta. Most of those Saiyans lost their fighting spirit when the Empire collapsed. And the Alliance did nothing as Ceasar built up his forces. Your Empire only exists due to the treachery of the Saiyan Alliance. If Natto and his lot had stayed in the Empire, the Saiyan race would have conquered the entire Galaxy by now. No one would have been able to stand up to us, and that includes your precious Caesar."
Tomina stopped moving, glaring at the two Elemi murderously. She hadn't missed the fact that Snow had been eyeing her up and down, and then licked her lips like she was a tantalizing piece of steak. Oh, she was going to utterly enjoy tearing them apart. She wasn't going to grant these two a quick death, oh no. They were going to suffer quite a bit at her hands. The back of her hair started to turn red as the temperature around Tomina rose rapidly.
"Let me make this perfectly clear to the both of you. I will neverserve a Saiyan who abandoned his heritage and declared himself a God. I will never kneel before a ruler who made peace with our sworn enemies. I refuse to acknowledge a person who defiled our home world by changing its name to Blehbarry, and letting Brenchian Slime and Kold filth to walk on it freely! And I would rather be crucified then spend a night between the sheets with ANYONE associated with your fucking cult!am Tomina, a true Saiyan warrior! Queen Lettis may be dead, but I will carry out her will and slaughter all our enemies!"
Tomina powered up, a fiery aura blazing around her as her power rose to be comparable to the two Elemi before her. The back half of her hair turned red, waving about like dancing flames. She bent her knees, preparing to take off into the air to engage them. She froze on the spot when a torrent of emotions rippled through her mind. Although the one that stood out the most was a sense of contentment. The feeling that she belonged somewhere, and was happy where she was at.
It was an emotion she had only experienced twice in her life. The first was the moment she was awakened from the incubation chamber, and saw who she thought were her parents. That reality was shattered rather quickly though. The second time happened when she was relaxing after a tough conquest. She had sat under the shade of a tree with her best friend Karen, and talked with her while relaxing. Those two moments had given her a sense of identity. In those moments, she had a sense of normality. They made her feel like a person as opposed to a mighty warrior. Tomina looked down at the ground, gritting her teeth and clenching her fists.
Why am I thinking about this now? I put all of that behind me a long time ago. My mother and Tomina are dead, and my father abandoned me before I said my very first word. The universe is a cruel, unrelenting place. You're either one of the strong who can do as they please, or you're one of the weak that either perish or serve the whims of the strong. Power is the only thing that matters, and is essential for survival.
Tomina was so distracted by the emergence of those strange feelings that she didn't have time to react to Nakiya's experiment charging at her. Tomina let out a surprised grunt as she was hit, and was sent flying backward. She quickly recovered from the attack, managing to plant her feet on the ground. She bent her knees and slammed her palm on the ground, skidding to a stop 10 feet away. Tomina climbed back to her feet almost immediately after she stopped moving, She didn't appear to be that seriously hurt. With the blue flames still roaring around her, Tomina glared at the beast that had attacked her with disgust. Her left eye glowed yellow menacingly at the creature. All trace of the strange emotions that came from nowhere were wiped away by a torrent of hatred and anger.
"I'm not in the mood to entertain small fry like you. Your corpse will be so mangled that it will blend in with the other bodies on the battlefield."
Tomina was about to wipe out the strange creature from existence when another. Interruption came into play. A Saiyan flew onto the battlefield and proceeded to unleash a devastating combo on the ice weirder, sending her slamming into the ground. Tomina looked up to see a Saiyan male with the signature golden hair of a Super Saiyan. The sparks of electricity emanating from him was a clear indication that he was in the second form on the transformation. He then proceeded to thank her for helping him and his comrades out. Tomina immediately decided to clear this misunderstanding, looking up and calling up to him.
"I'm not doing this to help your cause, or your people. I'm doing this because I want to see everyone burn. I'm paying the Brenchians back for what they've done to me, and I'm killing as much of the treacherous Alliance and Caesar's zealots as I can. I'm going to completely be honest with you: I was planning on killing all the Saiyans in this area after I was done with those Elemi. I'm not going to pit myself up against an opponent I can't defeat though. So I'll refrain from killing your comrades. While I have you here, I want you to brief me on the current situation. I asked those two earlier, but all they did was tell me what I already knew before going off on a tangent of praising their lord and savior. Is Caesar actually dead?"
Tomina then turned her attention away from him to focus on killing the beast in front of her. She vanished for just a moment before reappearing in front of the beast. She twisted her body to perform a side kick, aiming to knock him up into the air. Regardless of whether or not the first attack hit, she would the lower her leg and pivot on her heel, and attempted to deliver a palm strike to the chest of the brute. Orange flames danced around her foot and leg, making each of the attacks more intense. Tomina hoped that the ice Elemi had survived the Super Saiyan's assault. A quick death was more then she deserved, and Tomina really wanted her to suffer.
[WC=1,090] [TWC=3,030]
Trans: [Enrage x2] PL: 234,394
Tomina takes the hit from 627. Receives 3,750 PL in damage
Tomina attacks 627. She has more then twice its PL, so she gets two actions against it.
After the break in by the King of the Saiya-jins, Carva would find himself at a loss for words. This was partially due to the fact that he'd been out of breath, and it showed as the Saiya-Jin would fall to his knee. His face was blue, but slowly he would begin to regain his natural color. Suddenly, his shoulders would rise and fall as he began to breathe naturally. "Well now, that was interesting...I could grow to like that guy. This...could be the beginning of a good partnership." He would surmise, a chuckle escaping his lips as he stood. The warrior would look at Aphradite, seemingly checking her over for injuries.
She hadn't seen him like this in a very long time, and as she stared back at her Saiya-jin lover she could see it in his eyes. It was a look she'd seen before, back when he was part of Rubega's destruction squads. If she could feel his heart right now, she knew it would be racing. The Heran stood, looking at Carva with concern in her eyes. "Are you sure you want to do this? This isn't some simple mission, Mista C..." she said, moving forward to gently lay her hand on his right shoulder. "...it could be extremely dangerous. You could even die..."
"...it is not a warrior's fear to die in battle, Aphra. It is more of an expectation and in the end? An honor..." he bared his teeth, his left fist clenched in front of him. "...better to die standing than fade away lying in a bed somewhere. It is the warrior's way. Now." He looked her in the eyes, making sure she was listening...hanging onto every word. "When we enter orbit, I need you to fly as close to the battlefield as possible...and when we reach the point his lordship spoke of? You open that damn hatch, and I'm going to go kick some ass! You got that, woman?!"
Aphra could only sigh. She couldn't argue with Saiya-jin logic, knowing exactly how they worked. She'd seen it in Rubega as he trained her as well, and if she tried to argue? It ALWAYS fell on deaf ears. She slowly turned, moving over to the pilot's chair and gulping. She looked over at Carva, who now stood over at the hatch, hand on the frame.
His blood was coursing through his veins like a million wild horses, making his heart pound like the beat from a 90's electronica songs. His eyes were wide, brown pools and his lips were curled upward into a sinister grin. He was ready. He was willing.
She could feel that only familiar feeling from her master. She could feel that energy filling the air, and knowing that is what he wanted...battle...she gunned the engines of the Carvalac, the ship flying through the Brenchian warships.
While the ship wasn't a warship like Nasu's, it was a cruiser class. It could move, fast and Aphra would call back to the excited Carva. "Hang on to your tail, Mista C! Imma outrun these assholes!"
Carva would remain stoic as she flew through the warships, his lovely Heran one hell of an expert pilot. She'd weave and dodge the torpedoes and lasers, her focus on defense rather than offense. She knew what she was doing. As she broke through the atmosphere of Brench, she'd approach the Western sector. "You better be ready, Carva! Opening hatch in three..."
"Hrmf..." he thought as he stood there, legs bent slightly...his right hand was already aglow with a red energy, with black highlights beaming off of it...red lightning arcing across his fingers. "...let's show these fools what an elite can do! It's time to play Blackjack!"
She would fly as close as possible, continuing her countdown. "Two..."
Carva's aura would flare brighter and brighter the closer he'd come to the point of insertion. The warrior was as ready as he could be now...his first attack already planned.
Aphra placed her hand on the door release and hesitantly...she'd hold her hand there. She bit her lip and took a deep breath. "One! Go!" She slammed her hand down on the door release and it would fly open.
Carva would let himself freefall, a red streak of energy blazing toward the battle ground. He'd go into battle head on, his eyes focused on a particulary ugly enemy, an abomination surrounded by some sort of green goo. About twenty feet above 628, he drew both of those powerful arms back and began firing off a barrage of rapid fire ki blasts at the experiment! "Blackjack! Twenty one, HOUSE WINS!!!!"
His attack would hold him in midair as he fired off the blasts, modifying the normal ground based attack to create distance. Carva has joined the battle! With a swift movement, he draws his hand backwards, a huge ball of energy appearing momentarily. He finished off the ki combo with another destructive ki attack!
[Ot-1]Blackjack!!! fired at 628 for 8007 dmg! [Ot-1]Straight Flush for the finish at 628, 8007 dmg!
SP: 1/3
Wc: 2,253
(Was under impression that if you were twice the PL of target, you got 2 attacks.)
"You claim to know the definition of "pain". Allow me to show you it's true meaning!"- Carva
Maikeru, while praying on his holy platform, could feel his pleas being resisted from the beings below. He believed that his light would be able to pierce the stubborn hearts of those encased in battle and rage. Even Nasu resisted the voice of reason that Maikeru manifested. The Saiyan King even had the nerve to make demands of the gods! But it was not until Jarvis' voice echoed in Maikeru's pointed ears that the Kaioshin of the North understood what was happening.
The young Shinjin wasn't the only higher power at work here. Maikeru could sense a dark presence on the battlefield but he could not put his finger on it. The stranger was hidden, suppressed from the Kaioshin's senses. It was like a walking void that moved on the planet's surface. Maikeru could not see inside of it, but the fact a "black spot" in his vision existed meant something sinister was on the board as well. With Jarvis, not only dead but sealed within another dimension, the likelihood for his full strength was low. Besides, this felt different from the Cerulean king. He may have had the powers of a corrupted shinjin, but this presence "smelled" differently to Maikeru. It was something darker and crueler.
Even with the mystery foe and Jarvis' whispers in his mind, the Northern Kaioshin continued to fight. For these mortals might be fighting for glory or conquest, Maikeru waged war for their very souls.
"Jarvis," Maikeru responded to the dead demi-god. The telepathic abilities of a Shinjin must have made Maikeru's pleas an open vein of communication for the sealed killer to speak through. "They are not toys but people! Your twisted mind does not own them and never will. Besides, you have underestimated me from the moment we met. You might have had power, you dead fool. But your power will NEVER compare to my devotion to these people and all creation!"
(Maikeru invests 1 Stamina into his Dimensional Telepathy [Racial] and Greater Wisdom [Racial].)
The Northern Kaioshin and the Temple of Light explode into a brilliance of blue light that beams into the starry sky above. The very energy of his zeal radiated out into the very fabric of the universes. With an overwhelming force, a new telepathic vision echoed into the hearts of everyone on and around the planet. Each person saw, playing in their own minds and hearts, a omen specifically made for each and every one of them.
With every ounce of his being being poured into this prayer, Maikeru hoped that these revelations would shock them out of their murderous way and retreat from war....
Nakiya's Sensation
The demon queen was not affected specifically by Maikeru's telepathic visions. The power of a Kaioshin would almost certainly be felt by the opposing force, the Demon Queen. With her demonic power becoming unleashed, she would be protected from Maikeru's divine interventions. Unlike Jarvis, Nakiya is present in physical form and alive as well. With Maikeru transmitting from across dimensions, a magical and demonic being such as herself, the Queen for that matter, would be resilient to an extent to such tactics of prophecies, epiphanies and guilt.
She would most certainly notice her subjects and the Brenchians being affect by the spiritual assault.
Nasu's Omen
The King of Saiyans opened his eyes with a fright, as if waking up from a nightmare. His eyes darted around him to sense the danger of his dream. But, to no avail, he had already forgotten what his nightmare was all about. The last he could remember in his dream was crushing the spines of a few Brenchian grunts. But that reality seemed to fade away when Nasu remembered where he was.
Surrounding him was an open perimeter of concrete and stone. Giant sigils and runes written in blood decorated the walls. Reaching high into the pale, red sky were spikes carrying the heads of Nasu's generals and closest allies. Saiyans he had fought tooth and nail with only remained with their eyes rolled back in their skulls and their jaws dangling open. Looking above, expecting to see a warm sun to welcome him, Nasu saw a different sight.
The bright Makyo Star loomed overhead.
It made Nasu nauseous just looking at it. He winced and tried to shield himself from its corrupting light but his hands could not move. Nasu's eyes dashed to see what prevented him from moving his limbs. He realized that his whole upper body was locked into a rusted metal contraption. His wrists and neck were bound together. Wherever he moved his hands, his neck and shoulders would follow. Dangling in front of Nasu was a thick, dark chain that connected him into a figure deep in the shadows.
The king of Saiyans could hear movement around him. Various demons began to approach from every direction.
"Look at this fucker," one demon laughed as he sucked the meat off a decaying Saiyan arm. "He's finally up and moving." Another demon came up and slapped Nasu on the back of his head, causing him to fall down and kneel in the mud and feces.
"Little bitch," the monstrosity taunted. Nasu growled in anger. No one talks to the King of Saiyans like that! He yelled and screamed, ready to unleash his Super Saiyan powers and destroy this demon scum...
...but nothing happened. Where did his great power go? He should have easily broken out of his chains by now and eradicated each and everyone of th---
Before he could figure out what was wrong, his train of thought was quickly interrupted. A swift tug on his chain pulled Nasu towards the shadows and shaking his concentration. The Saiyan looked up to see what had happened.
Nasu could see Kinoko ahead of him with both of her hands on the chain that lead into the darkness. The king's eyes opened with surprise as he witnessed his queen tug at him while he was down. The queen did not look the same as he once remembered. Her flesh, her eyes, her hair; all of it was a evil and demonic visage. A pure corruption of her once-beautiful Saiyan flesh. With tears in her eyes and a slight smile on her face, Kinoko turned and began to drag Nasu into the darkness where his chain lead.
No matter how much he demanded or fought back, he did not have the strength to resist her lead. Mud and shit caused his feet to slide. Falling face first into the disgusting earth, Nasu just couldn't seem to get a solid footing to fight back. Within what seemed like an eternity, Nasu was pulled into the shadow.
Within the darkness, the king of Saiyans could barely make out what was in front of him. He struggled to reach his hands to his face to wipe his eyes clean. Afterwards Nasu could see where he finally ended up. Kinoko had dragged Nasu to the edge of a terrible throne made out of bones and Saiyan armor. The queen stood quietly aside the throne with her head looking downward in shame. The Saiyan king's eyes followed the rusty chain leading up to who sat in the gruesome chair.
Sitting before Nasu was Nakiya, Queen of the Demons, playing with the chain in her fingertips. The dark ruler chuckled quietly as she looked down at the once Saiyan king. A crowd of demons and devils had gathered and bowed around the scene, each one smiling and giggling at Nasu. Nakiya raised her hand, commanding the demons to be silent.
Then she yelled, "Everyone! Witness with me! Here is Nasu!" She stared directly in the Saiyan's eyes. "King of the Saiyans!" she said sarcastically.
The demon hordes began to laugh wildly. Nasu looked around and saw no one to defend him. No one to protect the "great" and "powerful" king in his time of need. Nasu hung his head in shame but the Demon Queen did not give him a chance. Violently tugging on the chain attached to his bindings, Nasu was pulled forward close to Nakiya's feet.
"Now, King of the Saiyans," Nakiya playfully said. "Be a good little bitch and clean my feet." The Saiyan looked around to see how he could possibly do such a feat with his hands bound as they were.
"....with your tongue..." the Demon Queen added as she rolled her eyes and sighed.
Nasu felt helpless and powerless. For the first time in how long he could remember, a feeling began to well-up inside of the Saiyan warrior. After a few moments of gasping, tears began to streak down the king's face. Nakiya and the demon army began to point and laugh at his sorrow. Kinoko, despite feeling shame, could not stop herself from beginning to chuckle at Nasu. With his eyes covered in mud, shit and tears, Nasu sorrowfully leaned forward with his tongue extended....
"Nasu," Maikeru's voice echoed in the Saiyan's heart. "....You still have time. Turn back while you can..."
Kinoko's Fate
The demon-touched Saiyan stood smiling, happy and content with her life. The dark haired beauty seemed lost in thoughts of euphoria as she stood silently in a massive royal hall. The large room was filled with chairs and tables fashioned out of precious stones and metals. Gold, platinum and various alien riches littered the room. One could not take a single movement without stepping on a gem or coin. It was a massive bounty beyond all comparison. Men and women of all races and creeds have killed and thrown away their lives for much less.
Cutting through the shine and glossy refractions of such riches, pools of a crimson liquid began to form. Blood had begun to flood the room slowly raising up to Kinoko's ankles. As more blood began to weigh down the vast fortune, coins and gems began to move and shift exposing piles of bodies that laid underneath. Men, women, children; corpses of hundreds began to reveal themselves. Each one had a severed or torn tail attached to them. Some even had their tail coiled around their necks. Flies and maggots began to fester inside their bodies.
The Saiyan queen did not pay any heed to the gruesome scene around her. She looked down at her hands. In her palms her fingers danced and played with a magnificent crown. Kinoko felted pleased to see her gorgeous smile reflected on the crowns surface. The Queen was completely entranced by the glory and honor she held in her hands.
"Kinoko," a voice echoed through the chamber. The sound cut through Kinoko's mind surprising her. Being frightened she almost dropped the crown onto the bloody floor. Kinoko turned to see who called her name.
At the far end of the room, Kinoko could see a large and mighty throne. Its surface was akin to the rest of the room; precious metals and gems caked in fresh blood. Sitting in the throne was Nasu, her husband and king of the Saiyan people. The warrior sat slumped in this throne. His head leaned far back with his mouth gasping open. The flesh of his face had begun to decay long ago. His eyes were now just empty sockets. The king's fingertips were gripping the arms of the throne tightly, never letting go even in death. Moving from behind the throne a figure emerged.
Nakiya, revealed in her true form, coiled herself around the massive throne. The demon queen's hands slowly caressed the diseased corpse of Nasu in a loving fashion. Smiling with a serene joy, Nakiya sat leaned on the side of the throne.
"Kinoko," Nakiya continued to call out to her. "You have done well, my dear."
Kinoko smiled brightly. She was happy to fulfill her purpose.
"Come here, Kinoko," the demon queen waved for her to approach her. "You deserve your reward."
The female Saiyan began to walk towards Nakiya. She splashed blood everywhere but without a single care. The crown she once held Kinoko dropped into the bloody pools below. Any fascination she had with the great title was far gone. The Saiyan queen with eagerness stood in front of Nakiya.
"I know that you have wanted nothing more that to be your own person, Kinoko," the demon queen spoke with a slight sadness. "You want nothing to do with me any longer."
Kinoko shook her head innocently, trying her best to deny Nakiya's accusations.
"It's okay my dear," the demon queen continued. "I know you better than anyone. I created you, remember. You do not need to continue this charade. I have always been able to see you for who you really are and what you desire."
Kinoko held her head low; slightly shamed that her secret wish had been discovered.
"And what you want is freedom," Nakiya said calmly with a smile. "And you have earned it, my dear."
Kinoko raised her head shocked with joy. Finally. She could be free to be her own person; to forge her own fate. Now Kinoko could become strong on her own. Her brother, Vulpeca, would be pleased. Oh, all the wonderful things she would be able to do now that she was finally free of her demonic bondage. Her subjugation, her role as puppet, her slavery was over. Now she was fr---
Before Kinoko could could celebrate a single breath of freedom, Nakiya reached out and grabbed the Saiyan Queen's throat. Her fingers squeezed tightly around Kinoko's flesh. The demon's fingers began to shape shift into the talons of a dragon. A face of rage began to paint itself on Nakiya's face.
"You want to be free of me?!" Nakiya yelled. As she spoke her throat began to glow with a white light. "HERE IS YOUR FREEDOM!" The demon queen yelled as a massive blast of white fire erupted from her mouth and exploded in Kinoko's face. Her flesh began to burn and melt away under the dragon's Fire Blast. Kinoko screamed in absolute agony as she melted away within the demon queen's grip. Everything became white.
"Kinoko," Maikeru's voice echoed in her heart. "....You still have time. Turn back while you can..."
Tomina's Epiphany
The female warrior took staggering steps through the ruins of the Saiyan Kingdom. Tomina's body was beaten and bruised. Blood trickled behind every limp that she took. The Elemi blood in her veins ran rampant, causing her very breath to spill ash and embers into the air. She grit whatever was left of her teeth and pressed on through the pain and torment.
Continuing to wander down the Saiyan streets, Tomina searched fervently for something. Her mind was blank with pain, focusing on anger and rage to fuel her. Tomina growled and snarled like a beast as she demanded every fiber of her body to push foward. The hybrid's eyes kept moving back and forth frantically during her fervent search. Tomina pressed on as she passed by countless nameless Saiyan warriors and champions that populated the busy street.
These were some of the most seasoned Saiyans ever to have seen the sight of battle. Their armor carried the scars of past victories. Blood stained into every fiber documenting the civilizations they had crushed. Each of them laughed and drank as they celebrated their glory. The finest Saiyan wines splashed on the floor as each of these nameless conquerors basked in the fruits of their victories.
But none of them, not a single one, paid any attention to Tomina.
Not a single one saw her pain. Not a single one tended to her wounds. Not a single one helped her walk.
Not a single one cared.
Tomina could feel a rage begin to explode within her heart. She was beyond frustrated about how each of these so called "champions" could ignore her pain and agony. Her bloody fists clenched. Tomina's own fingernails cut deep into what little was left of her hands. With blood dripping from her fists, the hybrid's limbs trembled with fury.
And with a maddening roar, blue flames erupted from her singed skin. A torrent of heat and flame reached out to each building within the Saiyan metropolis. One by one the buildings were swallowed up and destroyed. It was as if a wildfire of pain and rage overtook this road of champions.
But the most maddening thing occurred.
No matter how much Tomina burned, no matter how much she destroyed, all the nameless and faceless heroes of Saiyan lineage stood unaffected. Each of them continued to laugh and celebrate their grand victories among the stars. They all shouted for more meat and more wine, completely ignoring the flames of pain that radiated from Tomina.
This continued to fill her rage and she exploded once more; and once more the conquerors of old remained unfazed. This cycle continued over and over again. But with each time more and more of Tomina's flesh burned away; revealing her muscles and bones underneath.
Tomina howled in pain. Her rage could not sustain her any longer. Exhausted and overwhelmed with defeat, the Saiyan-Elemi hybrid fell to the ground. Her body continued to burn away; unable to shield herself from her own power. Darkness began to creep into her sight only accompanied by the maniacal laughter of the Saiyan warriors continued to fill her ears as she faded away into death and nothingness.....
"Tomina," Maikeru's voice echoed in her heart. "....You still have time. Turn back while you can..."
Carva's Vision
The Saiyan warrior stood on a mighty battlefield. A grey sky loomed overhead filled with billows of black and slate colored clouds. Smoke and fire plumed into the sky. Carva looked around to take in the glory of war that surrounded him.
As far as the eye could see rocks, blood and bone populated the earth beneath him. Corpses of defeated foes littered every nook and cranny around him. Races of all kinds were among them. Saiyan, Brenchian, Kold, Demon; it didn't matter. If it was a race that ever knew war, they laid dead on the ground.
Carva smiled at the sight. But something truly caught his eye amid this great carnage. Standing in the epicenter of this beautiful war stood a glowing gold light, radiating glory in every direction. Carva narrowed his eyes to see within this brilliance. He could barely make out the man within the golden flames.
Standing, triumphantly, was Nasu. His body crackled with pure energy. The King of the Saiyans stood tall as the victor. Carva knew what he witnessed. One Saiyan above all races and people. This was the power Carva yearned for. He had dreamed to witness such strength to conquer every and all foes of the universe.
With a envious smile on his face, Carva walked forward as he reached out towards Nasu and his Super Saiyan power. But he began to notice his body began to ache with pain. Shrugging it off, Carva continued to walk towards Nasu. The king of Saiyans never looked at the jealous fighter that approached him. Nasu only continued to glow with tremendous power.
As Carva continued to approach closer, his body continued to feel sharp pains. Shaking his head, he pressed forward and ignored the dagger-like sensations. But with each step Carva's skin began to flake away in the wind of Nasu's power. His armor, skin, and hair disintegrated into dust as Carva almost reached his goal.
Screaming in an agony of happiness, rage and pain; Carva continued to blow away in the wind until there was nothing left of the Saiyan elite.
Nasu never graced Carva with a single glance.
"Carva," Maikeru's voice echoed in Carva's heart. "....You still have time. Turn back while you can..."
Brenchians' Repeating Vision of the Past
...and then it repeated....
Planet Natto was a literal hell. Everything seemed to be either burnt, burning or about to burn. Orange flames and black skies gave a harsh realization that this planet was a few breaths away from total destruction. All that was left on this dying rock was two individuals squared off against one another. On one end, Komatsu stood tall in his Super Saiyan 4 form despite his obvious wounds. Across from him with a maniacal look on his face was Jarvis sheathed in his rose colored form. The two of them continued to fight on, exchanging barbaric blows and strikes upon one another.
The battle between them raged on for what felt like a thousand lifetimes. Both of them were ready to murder and destroy the other. It was painfully easy to see the killing intent in their eyes. Before one would know it, both of them gathered tremendous energy and prepared to obliterate one another with their fury.
"See you in hell, Jarvis," the corrupted Saiyan yelled at his foe. "SAIYAN RAIL GUN!"
Through a blaze of magma, Komatsu fire an immense crimson beam of energy that drilled against Jarvis' flesh. The would-be god tried to gather enough cerulean energy into his fist to resist the massive blast but with no avail. His body quickly became twisted, charred and destroyed by the energy technique. Jarvis's limp body fell to the ground in dismay.
"Brenchians," Maikeru's voice echoed in Carva's heart. "....Unlike your dead "god", you still have time. Turn back while you can..."
...and then it repeated....
WC: 3,553 TWC: 4,538
Last Edit: Mar 26, 2017 18:44:08 GMT -5 by Maikeru
Mastered Forms: Super Saiyan [x16], Super Saiyan 2 [x32], Super Saiyan 3 [x46]
Mastered God Forms: Super Saiyan God [x56], Super Saiyan Blue [x60]
Afterlife: Makaioken [x2-x10]
Advanced Scouter (Red), Perfect Medical Machine,
Training Dojo, Martial Arts School,
Palace of the King (Estate 75%)
Planet Yasai
Mothership (Star Javelin) +x2 Cargo Bay Adjustment
E.S. (Heaven's Arrow) +x2 Cargo Bay + Stealth
E.S. (Brave Vesperia) +x2 Cargo Bay + Stealth
The ship headed straight towards the place Nasu told it to go and a smirk of satisfaction took over his expression. ”A new soldier. And a powerful one. I may be able to make him into quite a fearsome warrior if he survives. And I hope most of them survive. I’m here fighting too, to make sure it’s easier down there.” he thought to himself, before feeling his mind being once again invaded by that annoying god. Still, Nasu had actually asked him questions so he would be wise enough to allow him in yet again. But the god was tricky and Nasu was caught off-guard from what he had to show. Nasu’s eyes widened and his jaw dropped. His body began to shake and dread shivers ran down his spine as the images filled into his head, making him quite… scared!
Fear. Fear was something Chris reminded Nasu of when they fought on the skies of Planet Bris. It was something he had grown to forget with his training and with his power. Before that, last time he felt fear was when his tail was chopped off by Cambia on the Timeless Lookout and he was met by a rogue blast from Komatsu’s Great Ape form that almost killed him. It was also the time he received the blessing of his first zenkai. It was ironic that his last zenkai came together with fear too. This time however, this fear wouldn’t bring him a power boost. No, it would just bring him pain and suffering and that was something he would never forget.
To see himself helpless in chains, with the Makyo Star shining bright above him. ”T-that’s… That’s what power up demons… That’s… NO! I misjudged the timing! I underestimated it because Jarvis was dead… But this… This can be a serious issue to my armies! And… Yet… Where am I?! Why can’t I break free of these chains?! I’m the King of All the Saiyans! I should be powerful enough!” he thought to himself, feeling despair taking over his heart, which was beating like there was no tomorrow. The demons were mocking him and, despite his fear, that drove him mad.
”Stop mocking me!! I will kill you all!!” he roared in his mind but to no end. Still, what made him feel even worse, as if the ground beneath his feet had completely vanished and he was incapable of flying was to see Kinoko in a wicked demonical form, holding his chains and bringing him before the wretched Demon Queen. ”K-kinoko?! W-why?!” he asked, to no answer. Nakiya brought him down to her feet and demanded that he cleaned it with his tongue and the shame burned like a blazing hell on his face, as he struggled to no end. Betrayed, alone, like he had been for most of his life, at least on his own heart. All of those things were deeply hated by the Saiyan King and this feeling in his heart was overwhelming.
But the Kaioshin made one mistake: he had Nasu vulnerable there, because he had allowed, but he broke that up by speaking again, saying he still had time to repent for his sins, to try and correct his evil ways. But Maikeru didn’t know the harm he did: he made Nasu scared once again, and whenever he felt fear, it quickly turned into hatred. And hatred made him carve for the one thing he knew could shield him from all these risks, and that thing was Power. Nasu saw himself back in the open space, above Planet Brench and, feeling the connection with that annoying god, he decided he should hear his answer.
”I have time, Kaioshin! I have time to turn the tide of this war and make sure I will acquire that power! And yes, I will reveal it to you! I’m about to get my hands on the Tree of Might!” he roared. ”And you know what?! I should thank you! Thank you for showing me I can still be defeated, I can still be betrayed! And there’s only one medicine capable of protecting me from that, and this medicine is… ULTIMATE POWER!!!” he roared again, clenching his right fist with so much force that his hand bleed. ”I will plant this seed in every planet that holds sentient life! I will send them all to oblivion! Everyone that doesn’t have at least a drop of saiyan blood in them will perish before me! I will use the Tree of Might to grow all powerful and no one will ever be able to stand in my way again! Never again the likes of you will be allowed to make me feel fear! I will kill my fear and in order to do so, I will kill everything else!!! The saiyans will be the sole surviving race of this universe! And… Unlike Jarvis… I won’t taint my essence to become one of you! I don’t need to be your kind of God!” he declared, pausing for a short moment; it was hard to speak while in space. ”Once I’m done with this universe, I will reach you in this otherworld of yours! I will rescue every soul of every saiyan who fell fighting for me and bring them back! I will then plant the seed of might in your world and the demon world, and in heaven and hell! I will wipe it all out!!! Because you assholes condemned my race to suffer forever! We lost our original planet, then we lost Vegeta, over and over again! We lost Planet Natto! But not this time! I will be the one to make sure the saiyans will thrive! This fight, you stupid weakling, coward god… Is not for my sake alone! It’s for the sake of the saiyans! And I will be the true King they deserve!” he added, with rage pouring on his tone.
”Still… Thank you for showing me what I’m truly facing here. I will make sure to wipe them all out. And once I’m done… I will reach you! You will tell me how to become a God! And I’m not talking about tainting my saiyan blood! You will tell me how to become a Saiyan God! It’s either that, or the end of life in this universe, all victims of the Seed of Might! Your call, God… Let’s see if you have the will-power and resolve to save the universe, as I have to save the saiyan race!” Nasu was feeling there was something more. He was reaching a level of power only his father had reached and, yet, Komatsu, being weaker, had found a better transformation. In that case, his super saiyan three, even fully powered, couldn’t be the end. Jarvis displayed feats no other had showed, and yet, he wasn’t complete either. In Nasu’s own head, mortals weren’t the minor race, subjected to the will of those so called gods. No. Those gods had something else, that mortals could achieve, but they were too greedy to share. But now, with the whole universe at stake, could he really uphold such information? That was yet to be seen.
Southern Section.
It was rather easy for Miso to wipe them all out, almost as if they were but rocks. All of them died, except for one. One with remarkable power that even dare rivaled that of Miso, making the Saiyan General frown his brows, looking for that amazing power with his green advanced scouter. To his surprise that power emanated from a weak looking brenchian girl. She didn’t even flinch with his attack from before and that alone meant that she wasn’t someone that should be taken lightly. Miso glared at her as he slid into his Soy School fighting stance while listening to what she had to say. As he should’ve expected from a strong person, she was being sly, trying to be funny, cracking a joke on the behavior of a saiyan. ”Six million two hundred and thirty two thousand four hundred and sixty eight… My power level is only slightly above her… Tsc… To think a damn brenchian could reach this level of power…” he thought to himself, before speaking to her.
”Shame I can’t say the same. You look like a freaking human-shaped puke, you saibaman looking bitch!” he said in a rather harsh tone. Miso’s trademark smirk wasn’t there this time. ”You would be quite the trouble to most of our soldiers, but you weren’t luck, were you?! To fight me, the mighty Miso! General of the Saiyan Army!” he roared as he opened his right hand and began charging a powerful blue colored energy sphere on his hand. ”Still… I don’t really have time to waste with you bitch! So… I will be taking your life now!” he said in a rather serious tone.
He didn’t know it was the Demon Queen. Maybe if he did, he would have chosen another course of action. But right now all he saw was a freaking absurdly strong brenchian girl that had to die.
Western Section.
Negi’s powerful strike sent the Elemi girl flying elsewhere, so far away he couldn’t even see her anymore. Her power level was dropping fast too, meaning she was either dead, or close enough. Negi sighed in relief as it meant there was one less freak for him to be mindful off. At the meantime, one of the beasts attacked the girl Negi just aided hitting her right on the spot, but she was completely unfazed by it. She was quick to respond, throwing attacks at it and, while the other beast started vomiting something completely gross, another saiyan warrior came out of nowhere and intercepted it with his own powerful attacks, that were very powerful and in a quick succession. Negi didn’t recognize him either, maybe he had just recently joined this new faction Nasu was building, but, in any case, he appreciated the help, as that thing the beast threw seemed rather dangerous and Negi had learned not to underestimate someone because of their power level.
The saiyaness was the first to answer though, saying she wasn’t helping them and going as far as to say she was an enemy of the Alliance too. Not that it mattered anymore, since the Alliance was no more. ”There’s no Alliance anymore. Nasu… Or should I say King Nasu…” he was clearly bothered by the honorific, but he continued to speak nonetheless. ”Has turned his back on the Saiyan Alliance and is now building the new Saiyan Galactic Kingdom. His goal is to eradicate all the enemies of the saiyan race and make sure the saiyans will thrive in their full glory. He is nothing like Natto and Tomoroko. In fact, he is a ruthless and cruel warrior. In any case, you are wise not to pick me as an enemy. As much as it would displease me, I would have to kill you and I wouldn’t blink. I may not agree with Nasu in many things, but I will protect my race to the very end.” he warned her. ”If you wanna know what happened. Jarvis attacked Planet Natto and died, but not before destroying it. Now the saiyans are split between those who want to follow the Alliance’s ideals and those who want Nasu’s dream of violence and conquest. Thus we have the Remnants and the Kingdom now.” he informed her.
Then, the fire elemi spoke, making little of what just happened to his friend and companion, which just enraged Negi; he was loyal to his friends and that kind of behavior was just trash. ”Well… Being this weak it just means we will have to keep on killing you trash every time you wake up from the dead! But, honestly… You are too weak for me to even bother. This girl here and that man are more than enough to take out this trash and I have more important business to attend…” he said, before turning back to Tomina. ”Please, take this one out. My friends need my help right now… I don’t mind what you do next, but don’t hurt my comrades…” then he turned to Carva and made a brief nod. ”And you… Thank you for the help!” he said, before taking flight.
Something tried to reach his mind, but being trained in the Soy School arts, Negi instinctively blocked Maikeru’s access, heading straight towards the Northern Section.
Eastern Section.
Fennle and Luffa were quick to clean the area and once they were done, they sighed in relief. But then a creature, seemingly mechanical appeared in front of them. They couldn’t sense its power level, but their scouter were enough to inform them of his fighting potential, and it was something to be mindful of, but not enough as to pose a real threat. The four way cannon was pointed at the saiyans and it began charging an attack. Fennle was the one to frown her brows first and point her open palm towards Android 1.
”As if I would let you do that!” she roared as she fired two fast energy spheres from her hand, right at the android, swiftly followed by Luffa, who did the same thing. ”Take this!” the small saiyan roared as he fired the two blasts at the target, hopping to maybe take him out. ”There’s another one, roughly the same power, on the tower!” she warned her partner and he made a brief nod. ”I know, I have my scouter locked on him as well!” the two were very synched together, having gone through missions for years.
Still, they were oblivious to the fact that they had help.
Nasu’s Stamina 4/4*
Miso’s Stamina 4/4 Began charging [OT-3] Final Spirit Cannon = Will be 200% next round.
Negi’s Stamina 3/4 > 4/4 Flying towards Northern Section, will be there next round.
Fennle’s Stamina 3/3 Luffa’s Stamina 3/3 Both fired two ki blasts (can attack twice) for PL 98,415 each. Total PL 196,830 heading towards Android 1.
Post by Queen Kinoko on Mar 26, 2017 20:34:49 GMT -5
Kinoko was seeming to ignore Maraca for quite some time, reaching the main entrance to the throne room before stopping. There were two guards standing there, weapons raised towards Kinoko but the saiyaness just frowned, now clearly irritated. She raised her hand above her head as multiple pulse waves of energy would suddenly go pummerling into the two guards, beating them into the wall and not stopping until they were nothing but a mess of pulp against the wall. Then, and only then did she finally turn to Maraca, very irritated with the Namekian.
"Hardly done much? I am my masters creation, a perfect being of Saiyan DNA. My mission has been accomplished, if it hadn't, Caesar wouldn't have been able to destroy planet Natto as he did! You think I've been sitting on my tail, enjoying the pampered life? I am doing exactly as my master commands to accomplish her goals! To destroy ALL life in the galaxy and replace it with those of her perfect creations. I.E ME. When all is said and done, you're going to be rotting in hell while my master reigns supreme." She felt a sudden jolt of pain course through her head that caused a light cry to escape her lips. Clearly she had been heard, and was being warned... though it was difficult to stay quiet, and it was even more difficult in front of this piece of shit! What bothered her the most however, was one of her saiyan allies... one she had thought dead stood up in a panic and begun to run away from the conflict between Maraca and herself. She cursed loudly before bolting right passed Maraca and seemed to instantly appear before the fleeing saiyan. With a swift movement of her hand she chopped his neck and was quick to knock him out cold, seeing as he was already weak from Maraca's attack. She caught him and then carefully propped him up against one of the pillars before turning back to Maraca.
That's when she saw Nakiya... or at least a vision of her. Unlike Jarvis' minions she wasn't used to having her mind so thoroughly invaded unless she was being mind controlled. She watched her master and pleaded for her forgiveness with her blunder. Thankfully, it seemed her master understood her plight for freedom, and in fact was willing to let her go! The saiyaness' eyes would widen as a smile spread over her lips even as dread filled her heart. She so desperately wanted this freedom, although having it handed to her like this... this wasn't like her master at all... Thankfully the illusion was cut short as Maraca's claws came slashing through the skin of her face, snapping her out of it as she cried out and brought her hands up to the bleeding gashes.
The saiyaness was trembling with fear and anger at this point, the blood pouring into her eyes and blurring her vision. She had to quickly wipe it to clear her line of site and then barred her teeth as she stared at Maraca dangerously. She forgot all about keeping her power suppressed and allowed it to explode outwards in a flurry of energy. Her hair spiked up and turned purple while her eyes glowed as brightly red as the blood that stained her face. Familiar red markings appearing on her cheeks as her power sky rocketed.
PL: 1,968,960
"How dare you strike me! Maraca!" She roared angrily as two crimson beams of energy immediately formed into her hands. She approached Maraca dangerously as even still, her body would continue to morph into a perverse form of the Super Saiyan transformation. Her fingers were becoming elongated claws, and her bare feet turning into talons. Black wings erupted from her back so violently it was as if something was trying to escape her body. Even on her head, two horns began to grow and curve to the back of her head almost like a crown.
" STAY IN FRONT OF ME AND I'LL KILL YOU " She warned him through gritted teeth, extending one hand and firing off a warning shot, missing him by mere inches and blowing apart the door to the throne room as if it were nothing.
" Now now General Misoooo~ You're always so fiesty... is that any way to talk to a lady?" Nakiya stated with a light chuckle escaping her lips. It wouldn't look like Nakiya was charging an attack of her own, which might seem strange to Miso considering he was putting quite a bit of energy into his own attack. In truth, you would barely be able to see fire from within the Brenchian girls mouth whenever she did speak as the girl charged her own Evil Flame attack... a draconic mouth blast that would take the Saiyan General and finish him. If it didn't... well she had other things up her sleeves.
" I'm afraid I wasn't quite as unlucky as you think I am General. See... I'm right where I wan't to be." Nakiya would coo to him, almost as if she was talking to a long time lover. She smirked as flames were now visibly 'leaking' from her mouth. As she opened her mouth the fire sprung forth without warning, shooting forward to engulf the General before he would be ready to fire any sort of devastating blow. While she wished this attack alone would mean the end of the General, she knew it wasn't likely... she would have to take a little bit of a beating before being able to defeat him... but she supposed that was alright, she had to keep her ace up her sleeve for bigger fish after-all. Just in case.
As she fired her attack, she could feel a little prickle at the back of her mind which made her scoff. She wasn't sure of whom was trying to get into her mind, but she'd never allow it, not from an unfamiliar source, there was too much risk of them prying and taking information she would much rather keep to herself.
Using OT-3 Evil Flame: 6,232,468PL Stamina: 2/5
Eastern Section
<< The difference in these two's power is far superior to what we had initially anticipated. I calculate that even in pandora mode, our chances of success are 2%... 10% with the added help of Durendal and Maya. >> Android 1 stated to her sister as the two were quick to retaliate against the appearance of the Android. They didn't seem fond of the idea that the Android was charging an attack of her own and fired a flurry of blasts towards her. It wouldn't give Android 1 very much time to react, even her thought process only gave Android 2 very precious seconds to react. The girl, still in pistol form, leaped off of Android one and transformed into her humanoid form within seconds.
"Hey that's not playing faaaaaaaaaaair!" This new girl couldn't be sensed either, though she looked almost identical, though smaller than the first. A younger sibling it seemed though with what would register as a much higher PL on the scouters. Android two's hands began to crackle with red electrical energy, morphing into smaller versions of Android 1's cannon. She would then quickly fire off her own attack, moments before the multiple blasts could hit her sister.
"Atomic blaaaastteeeerrr!" Android 2 cheered as she fired, Android 1 unleashing her own attack at the same time as her sisters. The two blasts would fuse and crash against the combined blasts of Luffa and Fennle, overtaking them as the blast continued to soar through them towards the two Super Saiyan's.
From behind, Hakobe would finally appear, a smirk growing wider on his face as he approached. His power level couldn't be masked as he ascended into his Super Saiyan Full Powered form. Without knowing who he was, Hakobe would have an advantage as they would no doubt think he had come to help his 'kin' It was quite to the contrary however... Hakobe flew straight for the first of the two enemies he saw... Fennle. He soared towards the group and attempted to fly directly behind Fennle and fire off his lightning Javelin, aiming to pierce right through the girls heart..
Android 2s Mach Dash x5 PL: 354, 118
Android 1 Fired OT-3 Atomic Blaster: 141,647 Android 2 Fired OT-1 Atomic Blaster: 88,530 Total combined blast: 230,187 - 196,830 = 33,357PL left going towards Luffa and Fennle
Hakobe turned into SSFP: 1,586,446 Hakobe is coming up from behind Fennle to fire his lightning javelin through her heart. PL 1,586,446
Northern Section
Vulpeca's attention turned to a rather powerful power level headed his way. He frowned his brows at that and cursed under his breath as he continued to remain hidden. He even went so far as to use his shape shifting ability to transform himself into a saiyan. He would look a lot like Hakobe, just... smaller and not as intimidating looking... with black hair and eyes as well. If he was spotted, then at least he could be mistaken for a saiyan, and if he had to explain why he wasn't one of them... a quick look around his surroundings helped. He made it so that his appearance already looked beaten up, and he managed to pick up old broken shackles which he quickly mimicked and had appear on his wrists.
'An escaped saiyan prisoner... this should at least give me an upper hand... maybe an opportunity for infiltration...' He thought to himself, a sly smirk crossing his face at his sudden genius. If he couldn't beat this saiyan now, then maybe he would be able to infiltrate the alliance and no a tad bit more damage that way... somehow. He would have to see just how this situation played out.
Meanwhile, experiments 629 and 630 had gotten tired of waiting in their cages... they blasted the doors open and ran out freely into the coliseum, roaring out loudly as they spit fire at anything around them!
'stupid beasts...' Vulpeca thought to himself in irritation as he had to take a few steps away from the center of the coliseum so that they didn't somehow trample him.
Vulpeca is keeping his PL suppressed and had shape shifted into a captured saiyan prisoner.
Western Section
628 didn't care about anything else around him, roaring loudly just as hit head collided against Tomina, knocking her back several feet. It roared loudly again in victory before it would once more lower it's head, snarling at the girl that seemed to withstand it's attacks. It took a step forward, grunting softly as it did so though not even managing another charge as Tomina rushed it and kicked the massive beast off it's feet. In itself that was quite a feat considering the beasts weight. When Tomina followed up with a palm strike, the beast lowered it's head in an attempt to block it with the metal plating there, but to it's surprise the palm cracked the armor plating and broke through it. Behind the armor, Tomina would be able to see a mohawk of spiky black hair, very reminiscent of saiyan hair. 628 didn't even get to groan in pain after the strike, falling over immediately from Tomina's strike as blood started to pour from the cracked plating as well as it's nose.
627 continued to spit it's goo at the ground, creating a thing layer of the slimy glob that would prevent everyone gathered around from effectively using the terrain, restricting them to flight. It wouldn't matter much though as another Saiyan seemed to fall from the skies, firing one blast after another against the green monstrosity that let out another Turkey gobble of a cry as it was knocked over off of it's feet. Several burn marks and small fires had erupted over the creatures body as it's skin quite literally caught fire.
Desperately, 627 scrambled to it's feet, beaten up and burned it cried out again before launching another large spit of acidic goop directly for Carva. It didn't have much strength left, and so was desperate to take out his prey with him.
628 used -[ST-1] Battle Cry: By crying out loudly, the experiments voice reverberates in the air, infused with it's ki it is capable of increasing it's allies basic attacks by 10% for 1 turn. 628 is unconscious
627 used -[VT-1] Disintegration Bomb: A627WG spits out acid from the various orifices over it's body, each ball of acid infused with it's Ki energy to deal burning damage. [Deals 3,750PL +1,500PL DMG for the next 3 turns] Stamina: 0/3
627
Last Edit: Mar 27, 2017 11:35:33 GMT -5 by King of All
Maraca- His claws lurched forward with a massive slash of energy and power. He'd skid back as she reacted with her angered roar and display. But would only let out with a light chuckle at this display. An in his mindset to stand above and figuratively with foot on his foes backs. His hand threw out fast and caught the warning blast. Stopping with a coding of ki energy within his palm. Holding it for a few moments before it exploded in his hand. Burning his palm lightly as well as the skin between his fingers. But he only seemed lightly effected. He was in some sense in belief his effect on her would have been far more significant. Rubbing his palm on his pants still standing where he'd leaped back too after his prior attack. "Is this what power you hold? I mean... Its not bad. Heh, But are you really one of this guy's trusted fighters? Leading this far out? Ha! It makes me laugh! This force is pathetic if so. At least the real alliance put up a actual fight. This... This is just like some remnant force in comparison if this is what I find as a example." Licking his licks as if it was all a jest to him. He'd take a moment scanning the ground and reaching down moments after drawing up a sword from a rather massive soldier. The man's race unclear amidst the destruction of his body and armor from the prior assaults. The smell of dried blood burned from his palm catch lingering in the air. "For some reason you seem to think I care what you have to say. Your white haired protector isn't here anymore. An your far less important in the scope of my masters plans then I am. So you can either bow and skirt around me like the rat creation you are. Or... Well. The strong rule darling! The people on the top know that! If you fall to me during this... Heh. No one would care." He'd say holding out his arm and stolen blade as if warning her as much as taunting her. They were alone and with the loud war around them would likely remain so. This was their moment pending how they reacted would decide the fate of said moment. --- Ember- only chuckled at the display and response given from both the failed new thing the alliance outcasts had become. It was rather humorous if not pathetic. These mortals were amusing bit it was disappointing as well. They'd have to be filed about this experience. Ember making a note of this new woman as well. Something to be... left special note on. She flew down and reclaimed the mangled body of her sister and began to head towards the hidden vessel they'd arrived on. She'd tend to this. As she expected the lord would not wish to expend his energy right after he returns fast to revive them. Remaining dead for to long was a inconvenience after all. It was better if she could just drag her back anyway. Taking a extra moment to do the same for the first beast that had fallen. Figuring a little good faith from the demon queen could always be good as well. -Fleeing while the beast is under attack dragging away snow and the ko'd beast through the air- --- From above revealed quickly but silently Hakobe was not the only person to be in this section. Durendal was the first to leap forward and spinning through the air as his power would rise quickly but slow enough so any scouter or sensing abilities would feel it rising and rising and rising as he spun after jumping from the remnants of the tower they'd hidden in prior. He wanted to feel the power of those bellow as the blade child chuckled eerily as it made its way to the ground. His body covering in flames and twisted with a air of storm like wind briefly. As his he spun towards his foe aiming to send a torrent of energy like that of a flaming tornado to ensnare and envelope the small Saiyan Luffa. The small child like blade creation chuckling heavily. It was like a small demon that poured a surprise flame downward as if it was simply playing at war with its toys or figures from a toy chest. He'd try to swarm the fire around Luffa encompassing him in flame and tormenting cutting wind. It was a rather depraved tactic but one that fit the small blade child.
Maya followed a moment later. sighing at Durendals show. The flames likely looking almost as visible as the far of Elemi storm in the distance. She was second to dive downward quickly using her ability to fly to soften her drop and only stop her moments before hitting the ground. She'd tasted, witnessed, and experienced most forms of war in this galaxy. So she was quick to in some momentary reaction attempt to spare a little of that pain to one who had no business being a soldier. She'd hit her knees mere feet behind Luffa. Either just before the flames had burned away or if he'd avoided it still aiming to appear behind him. Pending the reaction if he'd been burned so badly within the flame and was in immense pain. Her blade would have been guided for a merciful stab towards his temple. Intended to try and stab and pierce through his head and aim to shut down the brain immediately. If successful likely a mercy she'd see it. However if he'd somehow avoided the flames. Her blade would have been aimed a bit lower. Intended to stab towards the boy's back. Aiming for one of his lungs if the blade hit its mark. A wound grevious and a lung flooding with blood would likely encourage a retreat she thought as well as what was likely to in moments befall upon the boy's comrade.
However of course, The target she'd aimed for depended on where Durendals hit.
[OT-3] Empowering Elements, 100% PL 2,647,700 Aimed to burn Luffa in a torrent of fire and wind like a tornado. -3 1/4 Stamina remain [OT-2] Bladed Fury 50% PL 1,083,150 Aimed to if Durendal's attack hit, to stab towards the temple to skewer and shut down the brain, If Durendal missed, to aim towards the back and try to pierce a lung and possibly cause internal bleeding to encourage the boy to retreat. -2 2/4 Stamina Remain
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Base [x+1/x+0], Enrage [x2], Mastered Power [x5], Super Elemi [x13], Attuned Super Elemi [x20], Unleashed Super Elemi [x32/x24], Mastered Super Elemi [x35], True Elemental [x45], False God [x56/x55] True God [x60]
Tomina felt a surprising amount of satisfaction as she pummeled the creatures face in with her palm strike. It was weak and didn't put up much of a fight, but damn was it fun! She enjoyed the sensation of the cold, steel armor breaking, and felt it when her palm tore through the cartilage of the creature's nose. Her blow was more than enough to send it flying onto the ground. It slammed into the dirt, skidding away on its back a fair distance before coming to a stop. Tomina didn't give it another glance: she had been in enough fights to know when her opponent was taken out of commission. If the creature wasn't dead, then she would finish it off after all the other enemies in the area were defeated.
Tomina turned to engage the second creature, only to watch as energy blasts rained from the sky and slammed into the creature. Seemingly unphased by the explosions the attacks caused, she turned her gaze upwards to see a Saiyan floating about 20 feet above them. Tomina could also make out the outline of an object in the sky. She held her hand flat above her eyes so she could make it out more clearly. It turned out to be a spacepod that was flying above the battlefield. Tomina smirked, her gaze turning back towards the Saiyan warrior.
"I've got to give you style points for that one. blasting an enemy with energy attacks while falling from a spacepod is pretty hardcore. You even made it past the Brenchian fleet guarding the planet, which must have involved crazy maneuvering to avoid getting shot into pieces. Now, do me a favor and finish off that thing. Don't ruin things by dying on me! It would be anticlimactic if you couldn't kill your enemy after making that kind of entrance."
Although the way he came onto the battlefield was certainly impressive, his power was a little more underwhelming for her. He needed to use energy blasts just to damage the creature, and it managed to survive his onslaught. She thought about conjuring up a barrier to defend him from the counter attack the beast threw at him. Making it seem like you cared for someone was an effective starting point for conditioning someone to be a subordinate. She decided against it though, leaving Carva to fend for himself.
I've got to save my energy for other parts of the battle. Besides, the only way he's going to get any stronger is by getting combat experience. If he dies today, then he's no use to me anyway.
Tomina lowered her arm, shifting her eyes to the Super Saiyan 2. He had pummeled one of the two annoying women into the ground rather easily. Tomina was glad that he didn’t see her an enemy. He could easily outclass her in a fight. As she listed to what the Saiyan had to say, her jaw dropped in shock. She couldn't believe her own ears.
"Hold on, you're telling me that Nasu, the Nasu is founding his own Empire? He fought for the Alliance when they were at war with the Empire, and now he's going against Natto’s philosophies? That bitch up there was telling the truth: that upstart Caesar really is dead. At least he did something useful before he died. And the Alliance has split into different factions entirely apparently. How long have those Brenchians kept me in that prison cell?!"
After shooting all those questions at him, Tomina stared at Negi blankly. Her brain was still trying to process the information that she had just been given. If this was actually true, then she could have a purpose in life again. Her days of wandering the Galaxy aimlessly was going to end today, regardless of whether she lived or died. Tomina threw back her head and laughed. This whole day seemed like a surreal dream to her. If it was, then she never wanted to wake up from it. It took all the self control she had just not to fall to the ground and rolling around in hysterics. She reached up and wiped her eyes with her hand. Tomina had laughed so hard that tears had come out.
"Nasu, the son of the two Saiyans who formed the Alliance because they hated the Empire, is now founding a Kingdom that is just like the Empire they despised so much?! NASU!!! I can literally taste the irony, and it's such a delicious wine! Natto and Tomoroko would be spinning in their graves if they weren’t reduced to pieces of rubble! Oh my god, I've never laughed so hard in my life!”
Tomina chuckled, wiping her eyes dry as she did her best to calm down. Although she was still filled with joy over the entire situation, she did manage to keep her excitement in control. She grinned at Negi wildly, although it was less malicious then it usually was.
"You don't need to worry about me hurting the Saiyans here today. If they're invading to conquer, then they're my allies too. I'll even do my best to keep as many Saiyans alive as possible today. I can't make any promises about their safety though. You put your life on the line when you enter the battlefield. If they aren't prepared for that, then they'll perish. But Nasu.... oh man… I'm glad to see that fighting for the Alliance was just a phase that he grew out of. I'm going to help him claim this planet. Then we'll see where things go from there."
Tomina watched as Negi flew off, crossing her arms and watching Ember out of the corner of her eye. She wasn't going to let her guard down, even in this strange situation. Tomina didn't know what to make out of the strange Super Saiyan. He had a desire for vengeance and fighting. He also had a mouth for his enemies, calling them bastards and trash. Yet he was also surprisingly polite to people who he didn't hate. He kept on thanking her constantly for taking part in the battle. The latter was the kind of attitude the Alliance Saiyans tended to have.
He's certainly an interesting guy. He's very easy on the eyes as well. It's a shame I didn't ask for his name. Oh well, we'll likely meet again. If he isn't already taken, I'll see if he wants to have some fun. It's been awhile since I've been with a strong man. There's nothing like a thrilling battle to put me in the mood.
Tomina had stalled long enough. It was time jump back into the heat of things. She turned to engage the fire Elemi, but froze as her gaze passed the strange creature she had defeated. She turned her head sharply, her eyes widening at what she saw. She hadn't even spared it a glance after she defeated it, but now she could see could clearly see the tuft of hair growing out from its broken helm. The realization that hit her was strong enough to evaporate her good mood completely. The Cerulean Empire had invaded Vegeta. Now she knew what fate had befallen the survivors of the invasion.
Before she could react, Ember quickly flew down and grabbed the creature. She then fled the battlefield, while carrying both the monstrosity and her comrade. Tomina wasn't about to let them get away though. Gritting her teeth, she flew up into the air in pursuit. Unfortunately for Ember, she had just put herself in quite a compromising position.
"After all that talk about how you lot aren’t afraid of death, you just up and run the moment you lose your advantage?! If you think I'm going to let you escape after everything you've said and done, then you've got another thing coming to you! You had the gall to try to recruit me by bringing you the heads of your enemies while experimenting with my race! The Saiyans on Vegeta became a nest of cowardly mice a long time ago, but even they deserve better then being turned into lab rats! After I give what's left of that Saiyan a cremation, I'm going to put you and your comrade through hell! I'm going to make sure that you aren't afraid of death by making you both beg for it!"
Tomina was steadily gaining ground against the fleeing Elemi. Her opponent was weighed down by two unconscious bodies, and was flying at speeds that the Saiyan-Elemi hybrid could match easily. She began to charge up a yellow energy sphere in here hand. It wasn’t enough to kill her her targets, but it would certainly knock them out of the sky. Ember no way of defending herself either, other then trying to dodge whatever Tomina was going to throw at her. Although even that would be difficult given the circumstances. Tomina was actually laughing to herself as she finished charging the sphere.
Fate would intervene on behalf of the Elemi duo though. Just as Tomina was about to launch her attack at them, her vision became blurry. Tomina’s body suddenly felt heavy, like someone had just tied a ship to her waist as a weight. The last thing Tomina knew, the ground was rushing up to meet her. Then darkness overtook her vision.
Tomina's Epiphany
The next thing she knew, she was shuffling forward slowly, trying to push her unresponsive body to move. She felt pain all over her body. At first it was a pain she was used to. Tomina's body was a mess, with wounds and other injuries spread throughout it. This was the type of pain that Tomina was the most used to. Tomina lived to battle, and threw herself into one whenever the right opportunity presented itself. There were only three battles where she got bloodied up to this degree though. The one that led to her capture on Brench, and two fights against the Saiyan Alliance. Still, this was a pain that was almost welcome. She had gotten these wounds fighting in a battle. Judging by the amount of wounds on her, it must have a damned good fight.
This time was much different though. She felt as though she was burning alive from the inside. Her own powers were destroying her from the inside! How could that be though?! She couldn't get hurt by her own flames! And yet, that was exactly what was happening to her. Every time she tried to breathe, she expelled ash and embers from her body into the air. She could taste the smoke and burning flesh of her mouth as she slowly coked on her own fire. Yet despite the pain and misery she was suffering, she kept on walking forward.
As Tomina continued onward, she took a good look at the buildings around her. The sky, the gravity, the architecture all told her that she was home. She hadn't set foot on Planet Vegeta for nearly a decade though.There were Saiyans in the streets around her who were going about their business. And their pleasure, as it turned out. Many of them were celebrating and drinking wine. They were priding themselves on their conquests. Tomina didn't even need for them to say anything what they were celebrating about. It was a tradition that she herself had taken part in a long time ago. She also knew that these were legendary warriors from her race's legends. How she knew this, she did not know.
She tried calling out to them, but she couldn't even speak in her current condition. Still, she was burning in the middle of the street. Surely one of them would notice her and help her. Surely one of them would immediately take her to a rejuvenation tank! Yet they all ignored her suffering. They all continued to laugh and celebrate around her. Tomina felt her anger completely consume her. Like the fire that was burning her alive, it kept on growing stronger and stronger. At last it reached a fever pitch. She unleashed her power, throwing back her head and letting out a howl of rage. Her flames burned through everything in their path. All the buildings melted, consumed by the fiery inferno that raged around her. Even in her agony, she felt a smug satisfaction over what she could do. They can throw anything they want at me! They can break my bones, tear out my muscles, and disintegrate me. I'll burn everyone and everything and drag them to Hell! Not even my death can save them from that!
To Tomina's shock, not one of them paid her any mind. The legendary Saiyans of old continued their celebration as her flames consumed everything else. Yet they had no effect on these warriors. Her attacks weren't even worthy of a second glance. Tomina could feel terror filling every fiber of her being. The reality of the situation was starting to sink into her. She was going to die a dishonorable death, consumed by her own power. Her misery and her subsequent demise would be unnoticed. Tomina fell to her hands and knees, letting out one final cry of anguish before the flames consumed her completely. The vision faded, and Tomina was back on Brench. She was lying down flat on the ground, the sounds of the fighting still echoing around her. Tomina pressed her palms into the dirt and pushed herself up to her knees. Without any warning, a wave of nausea overtook her, causing her to vomit onto the ground. Tomina hyperventilated, her arms trembling wildly as the taste of bile filled her mouth. Her body was glistening with sweat, and she still felt some of the pain she had felt during the vision. Although that was quickly fading away.
Once again, Tomina had experienced fear. The agonizing pain of being burned by her own flames wasn't what scared her though. What did scare her was the fact that she had been completely ignored as she died. It was the same kind of horror she experienced in the Brenchians prison cell. Fading away alone and being forgotten forever, that was what terrified her the most. She she gripped the ground with her fingers, a sudden realization coming to her.
These have all been telepathic messages coming from them! That ginger bitch has been invading my mind the entire time! That explains the strange emotions that came out of nowhere too. Not to mention there was that voice. "You still have time, turn back while you can." They're trying to demoralize me! The Cerulean Empire rules over the Brenchians, don't they? They probably coordinated that punishment in the prison with this mental attack. The stupid bastards are underestimating my resolve. To turn back now would be an insult to all who came before me!
In reality, it was the machinations of the Northern Kai that had sent her that vision. Although naturally Tomina just blamed the enemy she happened to be facing at the time she received it. Tomina raised her head, sliding her feet closer to her body as she climbed back up to her feet. Her ki levels rose higher and higher as she felt the torrent of emotions completely consuming her.
They had the gall to ask me to join them by bringing them the heads of their enemies, after everything they and their Caesar have done to me and the entire Saiyan race! Taking over Planet Vegeta and renaming it after that filthy scumlord. Killing all the Saiyans who opposed him while turning the survivors into those creatures. Having the Brenchians starve me to death in that underground cell. Then they flee from me while Invading my mind with tricks and illusions!
Tomina's head snapped upward, her glowing yellow eyes staring into the heavens with absolute malice. There was no trace of the humor she had earlier. All that was left was hatred. A red aura of ki surrounded her as her energy kept on rising.
“YOU’LL ALL PARISH IN A SEA OF FLAMES! i WILL BRING YOU ALL AGONY AND MAKE CAESAR AND THE REST OF YOUR EMPIRE BEG FOR DEATH! NOTHING BUT CATASTROPHE AWAITS MY ENEMIES! DEATH SHALL NOT COME TO YOU UNTIL YOU PAY FOR YOUR CRIMES WITH YOUR BURNING FLESH!"
Tomina threw back her head, closing her eyes and letting out a cry of fury that shot into the heavens. For all those who could hear it, there was no missing the amount of anger it conveyed. She grabbed deep into her reserves of power, trying to push herself beyond her limits. All of her enemies would pay for the atrocities they had done to her race! The terror she felt as she rotted away in that cell and while burning alive in that vision, the fury over the atrocities committed against the Saiyans. The hatred she had towards her enemies, the pain she suffered, and the horror of suffering through her worst fear was enough to push her over the edge. A red aura surrounded the Elemi hybrid, exploding outward in a wave of fire that incinerated the buildings around her. Her hair turned just as red, waving behind her like flames in the wind. Her eyes snapped open, the fury burning behind her now yellow eyes.
Tomina had finally done it. She managed to obtain a transformation like so many other Saiyans had. She worked her entire life to obtain it, and yet the joy and pride she expected to have wasn't there. All she felt right now was a bottomless hatred towards the Empire that was continuing to wrong her species in any way they could. Tomina saw a tornado of flames off in the distance. She didn't have the ability to sense power levels, so she thought that her fiery adversary was now fighting over there. Tomina gritted her teeth, shooting off into the sky and flying like a rocker towards the fire in the eastern part of the city.
I'm going to chase all of you to the end of the universe! Run and scamper like the cowards you are! It won't save you from my Wrath! ALL OF YOU WILL BURN WITHIN MY POWER!
[WC=2,400] [TWC=5,400]
Super Elemi Transformation [x13]: 1,523,561 PL
Tomina's Stamina: 3/3 Tomina flies off towards the Eastern Section. Will be there next round.
As he free fell from his Spaceship, one thought would run through the mind of Carva. Kill. He had been in this situation many times in the past, after all he was a warrior. His blasts hit the creature with the force of ballistics used by the highest tech, and the bright, red explosion would reflect in the big Brown eyes of the warrior, his lips curled upward into a grin.
Seeing 628 fall over in a show of smoke and flames? He found that quite satisfying. He found that to be quite the confirmation that his training had taken the right path, and he'd hover above the ground further, his pupils cutting toward the female Saiyaness as she spoke to him, the corner of his lip arching. Stroke his ego. That was the way, Tomina.
"I'll take style points, lady...Carva is the name, and I am an Elite." He spoke proudly as he gave this woman a once over, taking the sight of her in. There was...something different about her. She wasn't quite Saiya-jin...like him. His blood was mixed. And as he sensed her ki, his eyes would widen slightly. He'd have to collect himself, and steel himself. "Oh my...you are quite powerful, are you not? And not quite Saiya-jin either...hmm...I'll keep you in mind for later. But for now...I've work to do."
But before the woman could even introduce herself, he'd see her transform into what appeared to be a rising spirit of flame, after having directed Carva to finish off the abomination that stood before him. He would steel himself, his expression going stoic as he faced the beast, the other warrior's gratitude heard but not acknowledged as he became focused...kill switch activated.
He narrowed his eyes. What the hell was this freak doing?! 627's mouth would become the Saiya-jin hybrid's focal point, his eyes narrowing as he saw it creating some sort of...acid? What? That's strange. His muscles would tense as he prepared to dodge...then...
He began to stagger a bit, hand flying up to his head as he did. His vision...it would begin to blur as he fought with unconciousness, darkness starting at the corner of his eyes, and closing in like water filling a boat from the outside, flooding. Then...a white flash! What the fuck was going on!?
Saiya-jin Ambition
He found himself on the same battle field as he was now, but things seemed different. 627 was no longer there...it's attack hadn't struck Carva for whatever reason. His eyes would scan the horizon, looking for his prey and he'd curse under his breath... "Tch...coward! Come back here, or I will hunt you down...and you do NOT want that!"
Of course there would be no sign of experiment 627 for Carva, who's eyes would dart back and forth. He was sure the creature was here! Yet, everything seemed to change in an instant. It was almost surreal...as he saw a golden glow enter his line of vision. Tilting his head, he squinted his eyes to further focus on whatever it was he was looking at. "Lord....Lord Nasu.." his eyes would widen as he saw the Super Saiya-jin there, the man's power dwarfing his own...
"Nasu! Your orders, sir!" He would call out to the man in the distance, who never even looked at him. To Carva, this was quite strange...after all, the man seemed happy enough to have Carva on his team. So why then did he ignore him now? Before Carva knew it, he found himself inches away from the glowing Saiya-jin.
He reached out to Nasu, and at first...he just felt the heat in his fingertips...but then...his whole body began to burn as the golden light enveloped him. Carva would cry out in pain as the vision took hold...
And then there was silence...darkness...
Splat! Szzzzzzzz....he snapped out of this vision quickly, but that burning sensation...oh...it was there. Like a thousand firey fingers caressing his bare skin, the creature's acid spit had caught our anti-hero off guard. It was quite strange, and Carva would fall to a knee, eyes downcast and spooked...had this been a vision of the future? He still heard that voice in the back of his mind, even as the acid continued to burn his skin...
"Turn back now..."
His eyes would lock on 627, his heart racing...blood starting to pump through his veins with a reneed vigor. His heart filled with pride, he gave his non-verbal response. "Grrrrr....fuck that. Turn back? Who the hell has the GAUL to invade my mind? Hrmf..." the air around his body would suddenly begin to waiver and fluctuate, his power slowly rising...the angrier he became, the more power would seep from him..."...once again, I am underestimated...turn back it says, as if I am going to die!!!"
The mind can be a powerful thing, and right at this moment the Saiya-jin warrior only became angrier. All this time he'd been training, and striving to become stronger and here he was...still weak. He thought back to all those times Rubega and his subordinates would ridicule him...
"Hrmf. Don't send the half breed..."
"He'll only screw us up! He's weak! Look at him, he can't even sense ki!"
Carva's growls would become more feral as his thoughts became more rapid, and you could almost see the emotion burning in those large, dark pools...weak. Powerless...he would never amount to anything. As he stared at the advancing creature in front of him, the air around him began to waver and shake more frequently, his Saiya-jin blood...it boiled. Suddenly...something snapped...
"AGGGGGGGGGGGHHHHHHHHHHHHHGHG!!!"
He felt surprised...his power felt different, as if it was pushing at his insides, putting pressure on his entire body. What was this? It felt very painful and would cause the Saiya-Jin to cry out in pain. He felt...as if his insides were on fire, a beast was clawing to tear it's way out of the young warrior..."I...what...gah...what is this?! I've never felt anything like this...it's...like my own energy is trying to tear me to shreds! I don't...I don't know what to do..."
He'd then hear it...a familiar voice, speaking to him...from the back of his mind. It was a voice he'd not heard in almost twenty years, and at first he hardly recognized. But he would know it...and only he would have remembered it. "What are you afraid of?"
The question struck him as odd, and as he held his sides, he growled, the heat flying off his body fluctuating. "I...I am not afraid of anything! Not you...not this beast...nothing!"
The voice only became louder as his inner strength would try and break out of him, his aura now flickering a dull golden color, eyes beginning to flash from white to brown and back, hair lifting up. His hair would become starker for a moment then fall back to it's original position. "Stop fighting it, son! You want to die here, or do you want your name to be remembered?! Go forth, take that power! It doesn't matter what happened in the past, your future is what matters! Let it go...NOW!"
Thump thump...thump thump...things would become silent around him as he stood there, the anomalies continuing. Finally...he did it. He tossed aside those doubtful thoughts...the pain from the acid burning away at his skin. In a brilliant flash of light, his power would flow outward from him like a golden, towering inferno, his black hair standing straight on end. He cried out as his power would skyrocket, in stark contrast to what it was before, his muscles tightening and growing a bit, his tail swaying behind him quickly...even his eyes would change, and he stood there before 627...head bowed, aura yellow..."Heh....hehheh....hehehehehehehe!!! HAHAHAHAHA! THIS IS GLORIOUS!"
The warrior's eyes would lock onto 627 and the creature would see a change. No longer were his eyes dark pools of brown, no. His pupils had completely dissappeared, and his mouth would lift upwards as he stood there, arm extended straight in front of him. "I'm afraid that I've become bored with you, freak. Now, you die." He stated quite plainly, his voice cool and calm.
His fingertips crackled with electricity for a moment, energy swirling around his open palm as he stood there. A red orb, as small as a pumpkin seed would flicker in his palm and his expression would darken as it's light illuminated his face, black beams sweeping out from it. "I don't know what you are, but you are nothing short of a failure. Not even a challenge. Goodbye." Then, he'd pitch the energy ball at Experiment 627 like a baseball, going for a direct hit and aiming to kill the abomination!
WC: 3,753
Carva activates False Super Saiya-jin!!! PL up to 160,245! [OT-1]Straight Flush thrown at Experiment 627 for 40,061 with Intent to kill!
SP: 0/3
"You claim to know the definition of "pain". Allow me to show you it's true meaning!"- Carva
Maikeru mentally stepped back from the situation. His consciousness returned to the Upper Heavens as he broke concentration with the invasion that was erupting on Brench. The young Shinjin relaxed his lotus position as he stared into the blue nebula that loomed over his personal slice of Heaven. A concerned emotion of worry overcame him. He had only been watching these mortals for such a short time but he felt that this approach was best to try and snap them out of their warring habits.
Hindsight is much clearer than expected.
Every single vision Maikeru revealed to them only caused the situation to grow worse. These epiphanies only managed to bring out more fury and rage out of everyone under the effects. The Shinjin just couldn’t understand why they were reacting this way. Certainly being struck with divine revelations would stop one in their tracks at the very least. Why would each of them press on despite hearing a voice of reason?
The Northern Kaioshin shook his head.
“Saiyans,” he spoke to himself out loud. He remembered the true nature of Saiyans in general. Such knowledge of the battle-loving race was rudimentary for someone of Maikeru’s position to know. But beforehand it was just words to him; a piece of trivia. This past month has taught Maikeru that he has much to learn about the various mortal races, especially Saiyans. The Kaioshin witnessed Jarvis, a half-Saiyan, murder King Yemma in the Check-In Station. And foregoing all sense of revenge, offered the Cerulean tyrant a chance at redemption only to be attacked by the maniac.
And now a Saiyan army marches against Brench in full force. Despite being the home of a vile organization such as the Planetary Trade Federation, this assault would surely place many innocent lives in harms way that live on Brench. While Maikeru reached out to warn, scare or reveal the futile nature of their barbarism, this only caused each Saiyan to be pushed further into their bloodlust.
“Saiyans react aggressively in the face of defeat,” the Kaioshin noted. Another approach was in order. These personalized warnings only made things worse. Maikeru needed to broaden his tactics. He reviewed in his mind the various reactions Nasu and his kinsman have displayed to him. The Shinjin had to learn and adapt quickly. Every moment that passed was more opportunity for the non-combatant citizens of Brench to perish in the crossfire. And, if Nasu succeeds, he will destroy the planet and its inhabitants for the sake of the vile Tree of Might. Time was of the essence.
He rubbed his chin in thought.
“Saiyan pride and heritage, hmmm?” Maikeru mulled over before having a moment of clarity that struck him in the core of his mind. “I can use this.”
The Kaioshin waved his hand. In a blink of an eye a large tome appeared in the air next to him. Leather-bound and massive, the gigantic book landed on the ground with a heavy thump. Maikeru quickly lifted the cover and began to flip through the various bound pages and scrolls that filled its contents.
Inside the incredibly old book was a massive collection of information concerning massive shifts in cosmic activity. Planets, stars, galaxies were scribed within alongside the genesis of various races that populated them. As a Kaioshin, a God of Creation, overseeing such massive quantities of space over countless millennia was a tedious but necessary task of cataloging changes that occur. Every kai was free to sort out their own means of keeping track of the universe. King Yemma organized his like a business at his massive desk. Chronoa, the Kaioshin of Time, kept time and history separated into scrolls. In Maikeru’s case, information left after the passing of the previous Northern Kaioshins were bound and protected within this massive book.
Maikeru quickly sped through various diagrams of star charts, gravity patterns and related materials. He was looking for specific proof to an idea that he had. But the blue-skinned Kaioshin was young and unfamiliar with his new position. He hasn’t been able to memorize such quantities of data as Shin, the second previous Northern Kaioshin was able to. That Kaioshin was legendary among other kais as he was able to oversee all the other quadrants by himself after the rampage of Majin Buu.
Before long Maikeru found the exact page he was looking for. A determined look appeared on the Northern Kaioshin’s face until something caught his attention out of the corner of his eye. Panning upward to see, Maikeru caught the gaze of his statue carvings of the previous North Kaioshin and Shin himself. A menacing thought ran through Maikeru’s mind. Every single Northern Kaioshin in the universe’s history had their lives abruptly ended by their constant meddling with the mortal realm. And now Maikeru, the most recent Kaioshin of the North, was about to do the same. Even Lagerus noted the frailty of his predecessors at the Check-In Station which Maikeru was almost killed there as well. What was it about Northern Kaioshins and throwing themselves into the path of danger?
The Shinjin shook of such feelings of doubt and fear. Doing the right choice was not always the easy and simple choice. If it were, the universe would not be in the chaotic mess it is in right now. Creation needed him to put himself as a role model not just by word but by deed. Billions of lives were counting on him now and Maikeru was not going to fail them.
"Kaioshins of the past give me strength," Maikeru prayed.
Standing up, Maikeru prepared his body for the flaming pit of war he was about to throw himself into. With a calming breath, the Shinjin masked his power level to appear so low that it would be barely, if not at all, detected by the mortal races.
[Maikeru used Ki Suppression. Appears to lower his power level to 1 (if possible)]
Letting out the meditative air from his lungs, Maikeru spoke two words.
“Kai, kai,” he whispered gracefully. And with a flash of light he disappeared from the Upper Heavens and appeared a few yards behind Nasu within the fury and noise of the invasion.
[I have Space Resistance [PT-1]. Not sure how the stamina calculations work but I should be able to withstand the harshness of space as long as I do not make any combat actions. If someone could message me I can edit this section and fill it with the correct stamina.]
The Kaioshin hovered behind the Saiyan king with judgmental eyes.
“Nasu,” Maikeru spoke with a stern tone. Being so close to the battle now instead of a dimension away, he could feel the pain of war emanating from the planet below and all around him. “I would properly introduce myself under other circumstances. But you don’t deserve such formalities; especially in light of the atrocities you are attempting. I have heard everything you have had to say…but now it is my turn to talk.”
“You make demands of the gods, expecting us to teach you the great mysteries of universe under threat of mass genocide. You put an entire planet and its people at risk in order to feed your constant obsession with power. You really believe you are even worthy of such instructions? Such hubris and blind pride. I doubt you would even be satisfied even if you were permitted such secrets.”
“No.”
“I nor any other god have any interest to help create another “Jarvis”. The secrets of Heaven are rewards shared with the truly faithful and good. You would be unworthy of such a honor that many countless people spend their entire lives, and their deaths, to earn.”
Maikeru looked at the battle unfolding below.
“But your people,” Maikeru. “The Saiyans. They, like many other races of the universe, have the freedom to choose their fate. Like the Brenchians they deserve an opportunity to prove themselves, they just need the opportunity to do so. Many other gods do not share my point of view. The other deities are either angered, annoyed, silent or don’t even care about the Saiyans.”
“As of this moment, I am the only god in the entire universe looking after your people; the only one showing any favor to their future. You speak about saving your people. Now here is your chance....king.”
Maikeru returned his stern gaze back towards Nasu. His blue eyes cut like steel razors as if they peered into Nasu’s very soul.
“Withdraw your forces from Brench.”
“End this bloodshed.”
“Forget all plans about any Trees of Might, conquering worlds, or aspirations of selfish power.”
“Lead your people into the light of righteousness and clean your very soul. And in return,....”
. . . . . A long pause loomed in the air. . . . . . .
“...I will bring back planet Sadla, the original Saiyan homeworld...”
Mastered Forms: Super Saiyan [x16], Super Saiyan 2 [x32], Super Saiyan 3 [x46]
Mastered God Forms: Super Saiyan God [x56], Super Saiyan Blue [x60]
Afterlife: Makaioken [x2-x10]
Advanced Scouter (Red), Perfect Medical Machine,
Training Dojo, Martial Arts School,
Palace of the King (Estate 75%)
Planet Yasai
Mothership (Star Javelin) +x2 Cargo Bay Adjustment
E.S. (Heaven's Arrow) +x2 Cargo Bay + Stealth
E.S. (Brave Vesperia) +x2 Cargo Bay + Stealth
As Nasu demanded answers from the Kaioshin with the whole universe as his hostage, he hovered just above the planet’s atmosphere. Usually he would be minding whatever was going on there, but this mental attack of the god of creation had made him lose his focus; and he already had his hands full working on his ki to allow his survival in the harsh environment of space. Out of nowhere though, without even being able to be sensed, the Kaioshin appeared behind Nasu and spoke to him in a stern tone. Nasu quickly turned around, clenching both his fists as he was deeply alerted by his sudden appearance. The Saiyan’s expression was that of surprise and a bit of shock, but also anger that was still burning bright inside his teal colored eyes. The sparkles of lightning on his ki aura screeched loudly as they run through his body fiercely.
”You!” he simply exclaimed before. Nasu’s tone was somewhat accusatory. This Kaioshin had guts at least; he was the first one Nasu was actually directly meeting. He knew for a fact that his mother worked for one of his kind, these so called gods of creation that were supposed to oversee the entire universe. They were doing a hell of a lousy job if you asked Nasu, and they were at the very least quite powerless to stop what was going all, all of this destruction they claimed to hate so much. ”Atrocities?! You are either insane or completely stupid to tell that to a saiyan! My race has been the victim for centuries and yet… Nothing! You people never helped! But alright, let’s hear what you have to say, you weak god!” Nasu said in a rather harsh tone. His expression became far more serious and he folded his arms, staring Maikeru right into his eyes.
He was clearly annoyed that Nasu was making demands, but his wording was quite interesting and, although a fierce, rage-driven saiyan warrior, Nasu was quite cunning and was carefully paying attention to every single detail that was in between the lines of his little speech. The more Maikeru spoke of how power hungry he was, on how he was willing to put billions of lives at stake in order to grow stronger with that weapon and thus he wasn’t worthy of those instructions. When Maikeru said a clear “no” however, Nasu cracked a smirk with the corner of his mouth.
He continued to say he wouldn’t be helping creating another Jarvis and that the secret was exclusive to those who were faithful and good, and that it was an honor Nasu did not deserve. This made his smirk widen even more and he began chuckling slowly just before it turned into an outright laugher.
”Hahahaha! Thank you for confirming that there’s indeed a way for me to ascend into godhood with the proper instruction. Now it doesn’t even matter if you are willing to share this information or not, I will acquire this knowledge on my own, even if I have to kill every living thing in this whole universe for that! Hahahahaha! You are truly a fool, Kaioshin! Did you really think I was truly expecting you, of all people to help me?! After all I’ve been through?! Hahahaha!” Nasu’s tone was filled with mockery now and he just shook his head. However, Maikeru continued to speak, saying that his people, the saiyans, deserved an opportunity to prove themselves, just like the brenchians and all others. He remarked that most gods didn’t share his point of view and that he was the only one willing to offer them a chance, but then Nasu laughed again.
”Well… Seems to me that it’s not a real problem to piss those worthless gods, right? What are they going to do? Jarvis bragged he killed one of your kind all the time! And Jarvis is such a weakling that he was killed by my worthless, ball-less brother! Hahahaha! But let’s hear what nonsense you have to say! I’m really entertained now!” he said, chuckling a bit more before hearing Maikeru’s demands: he wanted him to withdraw his forces from Brench, end the bloodshed, forget the Tree of Might and conquering worlds or any aspiration for power and lead his people into the righteousness and some other stupid Komatsu kind of shit-speech, and, the best part, in return he would offer him… A Planet. Nasu’s expression became serious again.
Nasu sighed deeply and remained silent for a couple of seconds, before he raised his index finger in a thoughtful expression. ”Okay… Let me see if I got this straight… You want me to stop conquering this Planet my people can live at, while at the same time eliminating one of my race’s threats… Let those Planet Trade Organization bastards go one more time… When it has been proved to be a mistake many times in the past… Forget about a powerful weapon that will help us further eliminate our enemies and empower our forces, thus making it even harder to hurt us… And… Aim towards this goodness shit you people like to talk about when, in the end… When I look at things… It was the very same thing that led my parents to a stupid death, which led a lot of my old friends to die like fools… To… Mind you, after saving the Earthlings, be kicked out of their planet because of sheer prejudice and, despite that, still aim for this goodness and peace that only got Natto and Tomoroko killed, among many others… And… In turn, you offer me to bring back a Planet I’ve never even been at… A planet destroyed so long ago that when we arrived in our second planet we were still savages without any technology…” he paused, touching his chin, still in a somewhat thoughtful expression, but more sarcastic now.
”So… I give up everything… And your stake at this bargain is to offer me a useless planet that means absolutely nothing to us anymore?! My god, you are really stupid!” Nasu said, slapping his forehead and shaking his head from one side to the other. ”You are so lucky I’m not Jarvis, otherwise I would wipe you out this very instant… Think of it whatever you want, but you are not even worth killing. I have a better punishment for you in mind… You will stay here, impotent to stop my rampage. I will resume my attack and then… I will destroy the rest of the universe… However, Kaioshin, my proposal is still on. You can stop many deaths… Not all of them, but many, by telling me how to gain that power. Your call… If I have to find it out on my own, I will and, in the meantime, I will wipe billions into oblivion…” he said with a serious tone. Then, in a blink of an eye, Nasu dashed forward and threw a powerful hook on Maikeru’s gut: fast enough so he couldn’t dream to dodge, but only powerful enough to leave him breathless and in pain for a while, nothing dangerous to his life. Nasu cracked a grin if he managed to hit him.
”And this is your little punishment for such a lousy and cheap proposal… If you truly have the power to restore planets and never did it to the saiyans, not even when saiyans like my parents were alive and doing their best in their own flawed way… Then you are the real evil one here… Such a power and not a single drop of mercy in your heart… If you are truly as good as you claim to be, you would restore it nonetheless… Let’s wait and see!” and after that, Nasu flared his powerful aura and dashed towards the planet, leaving Maikeru behind with those final words.
SOUTHERN SECTION.
Miso frowned his brows quite a bit when he saw the flames coming out of her mouth and that just made him pour even more energy onto his blue colored energy sphere and, little by little it grew even more, becoming teal in color as he tapped into the power of the bonds he had with his comrades fighting in this war, just like his younger brother had thought him to do a very long time ago. ”Oh, but you are, you bitch! You are quite cocky, aren’t you, but, at the end of the day, let’s see who will end up standing and who will end up dead! Heh! If I were to take a bet, I would say the dead one would be you!” Miso said with a conceited tone, but not as much as he would normally have; he knew that this strange woman was strong and that if he let his guard down for even a short second, he would be dead. And Miso wasn’t a saying reaching his sixties for being stupid, at least not in battle.
However, she fired the attack at such speed that Miso wouldn’t be able to react if he didn’t have his attack ready to launch which, luckily, he had. Miso leaped backwards to put some momentum in between them and then he pushed his right hand forward, throwing the powerful teal colored energy sphere against her fire attack. ”Take this, you bitch! Final Spirit Cannon!!” he exclaimed as he fired his most powerful attack empowered by the spirit of the bonds he shared with Nasu, Negi, Luffa and Fennle, who were at the same time fighting for the sake of conquering this planet and offer the saiyans not only a new home, but a powerful weapon to be used against their enemies.
Miso’s attack clashed with the fire that sprung from the brenchian’s mouth and quickly pushed it back as it quickly overpowered the attack from that woman. He was hoping it would be enough to finish her up, because this attack was severely draining on his stamina.
WESTERN AND NORTHERN SECTIONS.
Negi wasn’t quite happy about Tomina’s remarks, but he knew it was wise to keep it to himself; she had just become an ally to the Saiyan Army and he had to swallow his anger and keep it civil, they really needed the help anyway and she was now more than willing to do that from the moment Nasu’s new faction resembled the old Saiyan Empire. ”Thank you for the help, anyway… I don’t think I got your name, but it doesn’t matter, if you survive this and present yourself to Nasu, I will make sure to inform him how much you helped us. You have my word.” Negi said before leaving. He stared at Carva for a moment nodding as he entrusted the conquest of the Western section to him too; the challenges left behind were easy enough for that strange duo and his friends needed him up north and that’s where he went with his top speed.
As he got closer to it, he could finally find both Pabuka and Rhune there, waiting for him. The unkempt haired saiyaness clicked her tongue as she stared at him. ”Took your damn time!” she said in an annoyed tone, to which Pabuka glared at her in reprimand, but she didn’t seem to care. Negi sighed briefly. ”I was taking out some of Caesar’s minions… They seemed to have attacked here, and some others that don’t seem to be affiliated with the Planet Trade Organization! I don’t know how they got intel on our attack, but it’s definitely making things hard! We can’t waste any more time, North needs to be ours as soon as possible.” he said, and the fat saiyan nodded in agreement. ”With you by our side, sir, there won’t be a single soul that can stand against us!” he said, cracking a grin and chuckling, but Negi wasn’t known for underestimating the situation and he shook his head. ”Don’t let your guard down for even a second Pabuka, or you may end up dead. I’m strong, but I’m sensing strong powers too… General Miso… He is also in trouble… So… Let’s do it quickly and then lend aid to our friends!” he ordered and the two saiyans nodded in agreement as they burst towards the northern section of the Brenchian capital.
Once there, they approached a coliseum where two beasts were roaring loudly and spitting fire. Negi gritted his teeth as he stared at it and then he turned to Pabuka and Rhune. ”I trust you can handle them. I will scout the area and see if anything more dangerous is around.” and with that order, the duo rushed towards the beasts, preparing their own attacks.
”With me, Rhune!” he said and she clicked her tongue once more. ”Don’t have to say it twice, fat-ass!” she teased him.
Pabuka charged a cyan colored energy wave on his hand and fired it right at 629. ”Venomous Wave!!” he roared as he fired the poisonous attack at the creature. At the same time, Rhune charged a powerfully looking purple energy sphere and fired it at 630. ”Insane Mad Shot!!” she roared with a cruel smile on her face as the energy sphere locked onto the creature’s ki signature and chased after it, being impossible to be dodged.
Meanwhile, Negi noticed a saiyan prisoner there and immediately landed in front of him, making a crater when he landed. The sparkles of lightning in his aura screeched loudly and he glared at the man. ”You! Who are you?! Are you a prisoner?! I need to know your name and where you are from!” Negi was both concerned and cautious. They were being ambushed, but at the same time, if it was another prisoner like Tomina, maybe their luck was about to change.
EASTERN SECTION.
As they attacked , another one quite similar to the first one joined the fray and fired his own attack and it quickly overpowered Luffa and Fennle’s combined blast. ”Luffa, it’s gonna hit!” she warned him and he nodded. ”I know!” and the blast hit them, exploding. But their attack had reduced quite a lot of the damage and whatever hit them just managed to barely scorch their battle suits, but they weren’t going to let that feeling get to them. Then, out of nowhere, a saiyan appeared ascending to his fully powered state, which immediately alerted Fennle. ”Hey, Luffa… Friend of yours?!” and the small super saiyan shook his head. ”No… And he doesn’t look like a prisoner…” they were well aware that not all saiyans had turned their back on Jarvis when he conquered Vegeta and that was enough of a reason for them not to lower their guards and that was a good decision. He approached to attack Fennle and she arched her brows and widened her eyes.
At the same time a boy appeared and his power level began rising like crazy until it reached way beyond two million and that scared Luffa to no end. ”This is bad, Fennle!!” he exclaimed seconds before the fire storm was fired at him. He and Fennle were being attacked at the same time and they knew they had to do something about it and, being so close, they could use their refined teamwork to their advantage or so they hoped. ”There’s no time, Luffa! Maneuver number eighteen!” if they weren’t in such a dire situation, Luffa would most definitely complain, but time was a luxury they didn’t have. The duo flared their ki aura that quickly turned into a very huge teal-colored barrier. Due to its range, they mingled together and became a single teal colored barrier, capable of protecting them from all sides, empowered by the bonds they shared not only with each other, but also with Negi, Miso and their King, using the true power the saiyans of the Alliance had inherited from their leader.
”With our spirits… We summon our…Ultimate Barrier!!” they roared at the same time. The first attack was Hakobe’s that broke against their powerful barrier and then the torrent of fire assaulted them but also to no end. Luffa was nervous but his heart was getting filled with hope. ”W-we did it Fennle… A-against so much power!” he said, quite surprised, but still really scared. Fennle was really tired, but she managed to crack a grin with the corner of her mouth. ”We did it, Luffa! Serves them right to think they can gang on us like that!” she said, but before she could continue, another attacker entered the fray and, charging against their barrier, she effortlessly broke through it; the barrier had sustained terrible amount of damage before and, as she pushed herself through it, she pierced Luffa’s lung, making him puke a terrible amount of blood.
”Ugh!!” he grunted in pain as he began to cry, feeling the life running out of his body. Fennle couldn’t believe her eyes as she saw her best friend being killed right in front of her. Tears poured down her face as she felt to her knees. ”Luffa… NO!!!!” she roared with all her lungs in a painful cry, filled with rage, hatred, regret and fear.
BACK IN SPACE.
As Nasu entered the atmosphere, he was relieved to be able to breath normally again. Before he could reach for Karota to know where to go exactly, as everywhere was filled with power levels rising and disappearing, a familiar energy signature vanished and another one was getting lower. It was Luffa and Fennle. Well… Nasu cared for most of his army, but wouldn’t drop a tear for most of them, but Luffa and Fennle were a different story: they were among the very feel he actually considered his loyal friends and to sense Luffa’s energy disappearing from the place, rage filled his heart and he growled in mad fury.
”MOTHERFUCKERS!!!!! THAT’S IT! EVERYONE DIES!!!” he roared as he flew towards the Eastern Section with such a speed that the city beneath him was being wiped out due to the sheer power of his mighty ki. His rage was palpable and the people all over the galaxy could feel, especially those who now were his target. There was truly no escape now. ”You will pay for this! No matter who you are!!!” he thought to himself, as the white of his eyes became red with his blood.
[Heading to East. Will be there next round.]
BACK INTO EASTERN SECTION.
Fennle’s cried was loud, but shortly after that her expression became really dark and she stared at Maya with such a deep hatred that she had never felt before. She had sensed what was coming and while it would have made her smile in other circunstances, she was mourning Luffa’s demise and the only thing she wanted now was for her best friend to be avenged. ”You are all corpses now… Can you sense what is coming here now? It’s death! And death has the form of my King!” she said in an evil and cruel tone.
Luffa wasn't dead, however, but there was no way for them to know that yet. Maya held back just enough so that he wouldn't instantly die from that attack, but obviously, if he wasn't given medical care quickly, he would end up dying anyway.
Nasu’s Stamina 5/5 Melee PL: 3,599,187 - Punch to Maikeru’s Gut. Will hold back not to kill.
Miso’s Stamina 4/4 > 1/4 [OT-3] Final Spirit Cannon + [ULTIMATE] Spirit of the Saiyans total 300% charge. Attack PL: 18,895,728 Beam Struggle: Miso’s Attack vs Nakiya’s Attack = Miso is winning by PL 12,663,260!
Both used [ST-3] Ultimate Barrier + [ULTIMATE] Spirit of the Saiyans for a 220% charge each. Total Barrier PL: 4,330,264 Struggle: Luffa and Fennle’s Barrier vs Hakobe and Durendal combined PL. = Hakobe and Durendal’s attack fully blocked. Remaining PL 96,118 Maya attack’s destroys the barrier and pierces Luffa’s lung causing PL 987,032 worth of damage. Luffa at 0 stamina is dying.
[Talked to Koma so posting ahead in the turn Nakiya and Kinoko's posts will follow this one.]
It was a surprising turn to say the least. A expansive push of power that had stopped the attacks but visually seemed to leave the appearance of foe's drained and or injured for a moment. Maya though this would have been a perfect moment for a Viper to strike. However that being said with the boy wounded as he was the point being taken here would have been much easier. Even if Durendal pouting above for his lost efforts did soften the dangerous impression they had left. She changed her footing lightly. Not showing much emotion towards the emotions pouring out for the moment. It wasn't really anything she cared to much about. She almost seemed surprised at how the other called out for such a small wound. She'd seen several warriors come back from worse. It almost confused her for a moment. But beyond that she cared truly very little. Durendal hadn't so much as heard any of the words after his attack had been stopped. He simply pulled at his hair flailing and appeared to be rolling on his back in the air. Throwing a child like tantrum at the event that had unfolded.
Maya's eye's shifted though as the stronger power was quickly growing from the Horizon. Her eyes shifting to the androids briefly. Given what data was given and information changed hands. The bodies already laying about would mean the mission had been carried out. Two quick clanging light sounds made as blades slid into their sheaths. Only a moment prior however with a fling of the wrist blood splatting towards the dirt bellow her.
She seemed to fly upwards whispering something to Durendal that only seemed to enrage him further. The boy taking a few moments even turning away from her with crossed arms. All the while still simply appearing as a child throwing somes sort of a tantrum. It was unclear to what was said when the boy poofed into a sword form. An was taken into hand by the black toned Brench. A final look to the androids. A signal or a chance as information prior would have detailed the moment. An with that she was taking off in the distance. Already her power and the the blades falling quickly as energy was being masked and hidden quickly. Durendal's sword form trying to mental fuse with Maya as well to focus into a more singular being being a little easier to hide amidst the war and chaos all over the planet at the moment. It would only take a matter of moments to merely be felt or even seen as mere soldiers or specs of power hidden amidst the ocean of signals of the planet. --- Maraca grit his teeth turning as he could feel it it didn't take him long to realize what was happening. A little angering causing his lip to curl his teeth grinding so hard would could almost hear the saw like motions. "Daaammmmiiittttt! We'll have to finish this another time! Little witch! This was all a waste of time! Enjoy your victory. This demon business better have been worth my time!" He seemed agitated if not angered. But he was no fool... if powers were withdrawing while others advanced he knew before long he'd stick out like a sore thumb. He was in some senses a coward, but a wise one who knew how to use power. Hence his status and his value. But still his contorted face would be clear he was deeply angered by this situation and several others prior. A feeling of a victory being robbed from him even if in some way thy were actually on the same side. "You didn't beat me though! Don't let this go to your head! I'm still the general! I'm no runt!" He words spoken quickly out of anger. His eye twitching as he clearly wanted to have some sort of strong withdraw but in the end just made him sound petty and revealed more so this all upset him. He'd start heading past her down the hall. Heading toward brench forces he could rush through and route a escape rather easily he figured. They were... a lacking force to say the least after all. All the while his face twisting in anger that even their deaths could not sate. Feeling as if he knew for sure that girl was staring at him with arrogant and judging stares. It pushed to a true burning state of anger. His eyes twitching his green face oddly even turning lightly red from anger as the screams began to echo in his path. --- Maya assesses the situation and gives the androids the signal to allow them to choose to react as they see fit. An took Durendal in blade form before suppressing and began fleeing towards the chaos to route a escape
Maraca out of fear of beginning to only feel weaker friendly powers still in combat took flee. from cowardice a tactical stand point. To ensure this could be settled on a better day, / Accidentally clearing the path for Kinoko a little more without realizing it.
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Post by Queen Kinoko on Apr 6, 2017 22:10:24 GMT -5
"Oh no, it's a good thing that blast was barely a fraction of my power. Looks like even that, was enough to leave a mark. I'd say.... 30% would be enough to scar you... 50% enough to bring you to your knees before me like the pathetic mutt you are" The Saiyan Queen taunted, venom spilling with every word from her lips. There was no hiding that she hated Maraca with every fiber of her being, that hatred only fueling her rage and power and bringing the saiyan's power to new heights. She doubted Maraca understood the full extent of his taunts... A super Saiyan's power was fueled by their rage, those on the path of a legendary super saiyan were fuelled by their pure, blind emotions was what brought them to new heights.
She watched as Maraca went to pick upa sword from the ground, caressing it's hilt in his hand masterfully as he taunted her with the blade, demeaning her further with every word out of his mouth. It wasn't long though before the Namekian would freeze up and seemingly forfeit their match with an angry bellow. Why was he retreating? She reached out with her ki sense but didn't get much information from that at all, only being able to sense those present within the palace. Hopefully, Maraca's sudden retreat was due to their victory, meaning she was seriously falling behind.
"Heh, you're the biggest coward I've ever had the displeasure of meeting. Go on and run then, and don't let me catch you meddling again or I won't be as forgiving." Said the ever mighty Queen, spitting on the floor between herself and Maraca before quickly turning her back to the Namekian and speeding along inside the throne room. She had wasted far too much time on Maraca and had clearly announced her presence to the Viceroy that had once been within the throne room.
The Viceroy had ample time to retreat while Kinoko had been busy, but to her surprise, there he stood... standing in front of his throne proudly, crown atop his head and only four guards by his side. Being this close to them Kinoko could easily sense their power levels... and while those powers were high, they weren't high enough to pose enough of a threat to the Queen of Saiyans.
She smirked confidently as she stepped into the room, her senses easily taken over by her pride in that moment and causing a... temporary lapse in judgement. As Kinoko walked forward, two of the council seats she passed suddenly exploded violently, pelting the saiyaness with rubble and smoke. The air was thick with the dust and smoke of the explosion, though there were no cheers from the Brenchian warriors yet. They knew full well that wasn't enough to take down a saiyan, and so two of the warriors rushed forward, lowering goggles over their eyes as they disappeared into the thick smoke.
To those looking at the smokey area, they would hear various blasts of energy fire in every direction, flashes of red, yellow and blue appearing and vanishing like a light show. There was even the sound of clashing blades as the guards used their bladed spears against Kinoko's energy sword. Finally, there was a sickening blood splatter that shot out and landed at the viceroys feet, followed by the mangled corpse of a guard that went flying out of the smoke and landed there. With a sudden beat of her wings, the smoke cleared away, revealing the demonic Kinoko holding the secondary guard in front of her, facing the viceroy. She held one of the guards arms behind his back, his other arm motionless as it was broken. Her free hand had a tight grasp on the Brenchians hair, tilting his head sideways and exposing his neck to the Saiyan Queen who stared at the viceroy with a cruel smirk.
She truly looked like a demon just then, her black wings spanning twice her size, her crimson eyes peering into his very soul, her fang dangerously close to the guards neck and her claws digging into his flesh. It was no wonder that his counterpart had been taken down so easily.
"You don't stand a chance against me, or my King Viceroy. You will kneel to me, or we will slaughter every last one of your people." She said dangerously, lowering her head and allowing her fangs to cut deeply into the man's neck, using them to slowly tear a large, but rather superficial gash in his neck. She wouldn't hit his artery yet, but show that she could kill him effortlessly.
The Viceroy looked visibly horrified as he looked at this demon, even his guards seemed unsure as what to do and their companion cried out in pain from the Demonic Saiyan's grasp. They couldn't truly advise the Viceroy on what to do... it truly did seem that all hope was lost... their scouters had detected Nasu's incoming power level, and it far surpassed that of the demon's they were looking at now... what could they do, if they couldn't even beat her? All the Viceroy could do now, was try to win their people a second chance... whatever that meant just then... he couldn't trust the saiyans not to kill them all even if he did surrender, but maybe... just maybe his sacrifice could mean their safety...
It took a long moment for the Viceroy to decide his next course of action. He motioned to his guards and through gritted teeth, instructed them to do as they were told. Both guards reluctantly did so... dropping their weapons and kneeling before the demonic saiyan. The saiyan stood defiant for a moment still... staring the red eyed demon down before he would finally succumb and fall to his knee's.
Kinoko's eyes lit up with a sadistic joy as she watched him kneel, her ego swelling as she tossed her hostage aside and walked towards the kneeling Viceroy and the guards. She crouched down next to him only to grab his hair now and tilt his headback so that the two could look each other in the eyes once more.
"Oh good, it looks like I'll get to play with you after-all Viceroy~" She said with the lick of her lips. She easily sensed her earlier victim rising to his feet and power up, ready to fire a beam of energy at her but Kinoko cut him off short by firing a thin beam of energy directly through his chest, instantly killing him.
"Let that be a warning to the both of you... though... I really can't have you interfering..." She stated as she whipped her tail towards one guard. A blade of energy soared from her tail like a whip, slashing the guard across the face so hard his head hit the pavement and knocked him out. With another concentrated blast, she sent a beam towards the last guard and did much the same thing. They were both still alive, but unable to act against the saiyan Queen who now returned her focus to the Viceroy.
"And you... just don't look right." She said before smashing his head down into the ground hard, breaking his nose on impact and forcing a large gush of blood from the now broken nose. She laughed as the viceroy definitely looked worse for wear. She didn't give him a moment of reprieve, forcing him back up to his feet and grabbing both his arms, guiding him out towards the balcony that would overlook his capital. If she could demonstrate that their Viceroy had given up on them, then she could claim their victory.
At this point, the viceroy was further infuriated and began to retaliate, struggling against Kinoko and finally, using his head to smash into her own face and causing her own nose to bleed... though this was hard to tell as her face was already badly scratched up from her encounter with the Demon Namekian.
"You son of a ^%$#@" She growled angrily as she lifted her knee and powerfully struck his spine, causing the viceroy to cry out as he crumpled onto the floor, writhing in pain. It looked like her demonstration would have to wait until she had truly broken the leader of the planet trade organization...
“Hmm, I don’t think so Miso darling” Nakiya retorted as Miso claimed that she would be the one lying dead after their exchange. She was quite confident in her own abilities until she felt the power Miso was holding skyrocket! What the hell had just happened? How was he suddenly holding onto so much power?? ‘If I get hit by that, I really will die! Damn it damn it what do I do!’ Naiya silently panicked as their blasts collided. There was barely a struggle as Nakiya’s blast was over taken. This was where Nakiya really needed to act fast, because there was barely a few seconds before that blast would hit her.
“From the depth of darkness I summon thee forward now with this sacrifice” Nakiya chanted extremely quickly as she fired off a stray, basic ki blast towards one of the Brenchian survivors. Nakiya had shut her eyes tightly at this point, fully expecting the blast to connect long before her summoning ritual was completed, and she would have been right if it wasn’t for her nephew’s quick actions.
Out of nowhere a dark swirling portal of energy appeared in front of Nakiya, making way and vanishing as a Demonic looking male stepped through. The man had dark blue hair and crimson eyes much like Nakiya’s own. Everything about this man screamed Demon, and his power level was holding above 6 million. There was a sword created from his ki in one hand, and a capsule in the other.
Just as the beam encroached on him, Bernael tossed the capsule to Nakiya while spinning on his heels just in time for Miso’s energy to collide with his own sword. For a moment it looked like Bernael would hold his own, even as he was being pushed back.
Bernael had felt his aunts distress and call for help through her summoning ritual. While he originally hadn’t been the target of her summoning, he had eagerly jumped through the portal to the living realm in the original scapegoats place. Last he knew, there were very few in the galaxy that could match his demonic power, and he had hoped that still held true now….. But as he faced Miso he knew he had guessed wrong, and he was more furious with himself for breaking his promise to his aunt, than he was angry about losing.
“Grr… damn it… I’m sorry Aunt Nakiya… I promised… I promised I would protect you… but I don’t think I can…. I can’t hold this..!” Bernael grunted. Moments later the sword burst from his hands as Miso’s blast continued to sail forward, enveloping Bernael in it’s destructive light. From within you could hear the boy cry out as the blast tore and burned at his flesh, knocking him off of his feet and pushing him back so that he crashed into Nakiya first before crashing into the building behind them.
Nakiya couldn’t help but groan as she brought her hand up to her head, her eyes widening as the looked at the form of her nephew lying still in her hands….
“B...Bernael?” Nakiya’s hands were shaking so vividly at this point, true fear coursing through her veins as she stared at the form of her nephew…. Bernael, the Demon Prince was killed in mere seconds after appearing to save her! She hadn’t meant to summon him so why…. Why had he given his life for her… she wouldn’t have done the same…
The fear soon became apparent as tears started rolling down her cheeks, surprising the Demon Queen quite a lot as she held little connection to anyone at all so as to protect herself, but this… this wasn’t in any of her calculations… he wasn’t supposed to be a casualty of this battle!
“D… damn it… why did you… No… I won’t let you die for nothing… Thank you… I will finish this, and we’ll go home…” The demoness said softly, carrying him out of the rubble and laying him down on the ground properly. She wasted no time opening the capsule he had given her and popping it into her mouth. Instantly, her energy flared crimson around her body and Nakkiya wasted no time in her retaliation. She soared through the air towards Miso, her expression completely pissed off.
“You saiyans have always been nothing but savage garbage!” She growled, spitting at Miso as if she meant to insult him. What the saiyan didn’t know, was that the spit would mean his death if he was hit. Only once her spit hit, would Nakiya reveal to him who she was, wanting to watch his expression as he was encased in stone. If it didn’t, then Nakiya would continue on her warpath and find some way to take out Miso.
Nakiya used ST-2 Ritual Summoning. By killing a already half dead brench she was able to summon Bernael to tank Miso's blast for her (with permission from bernael) and took his senzu bean. 0/5 Stamina Nakiya then ate said senzu (flavored medicine) and is now at 5/5 stamina. Nasu unsure if I can use my ultimate here just yet because of the ritual summon. let me know when you get on and I can change it.
Western Section
The Experiments have Fallen and Snow as well as Ember have fled. All that remain is the form of the Saiyan Carva as Tomina blasts off towards the East in a fit of rage.
Eastern Section
Hakobe (1,586,446), Androids 1+2
Maya + Durendal (retreating)
Fennle + Luffa
“If Death has the form of your King, girl, then I must look pretty horrifying.” Hakobe smirked as Luffa fell, watching the blood poor from his lips thanks to Durendal and Maya’s attacks. While he had been blocked, he wasn’t about to just give up. This was his only opportunity to FINALLY kill something that wasn’t some low class demon he had grown bored with. No, neither of these saiyans would leave alive, even if that meant hitting someone who was already down. There were a few problems with his resolve however… for starters, he was low on energy and then there was that insane power headed their way that Hakobe was all too familiar with as it felt like just like his own.
Without much more delay however Hakobe used what energy he had left to try and take out the woman who had dodged him before. He would raise his hand once more and aim a much more basic blast of electric energy towards her chest. If he could at least drop the girl while she was also weak, then maybe he would also have the time to escape before his counterpart arrived.
Androids 1 and 2 however looked at each other uncertainly as Maya and Durendal took off, signaling that it might be the best time for them to leave. While their opponents were down, it was extremely tempting for them to go… Android 1 knew that if there was any possibility of Android 2 getting captured then that would severly compromise their master.
“Sister, revert immediately” She ordered the younger Android who looked at her curiously but did as she was told, once more returning to the form f a pistol. With a hard throw, Android 1 then tossed the pistol towards Maya whenever the brenchian girl had looked back towards them in hopes that she would catch her sister and escape. As for Android 2 however, she returned her attention to the two Saiyans still in front of her. She still had a mission to accomplish, no matter the outcome to her own person. She could be rebuilt.
Android 1 increased her power output to it’s maximum with the limited energy she currently had, raising her cannon once more and pointing it towards the remaining Saiyan. She put all of her energy into this blast, hoping to help Hakobe finish her off before this new power arrived and no doubt, annihilated them all.
Android 1 went Mach Dash x5: 354, 118 Hakobe’s basic energy blast: 79,322 Android 1’s basic energy blast: 17,706 Haboke Stamina: 1/3 Android 1s Stamina: 1/3
Total incoming PL: 97,028 (Fennle is flanked)
Northern Section
Vulpeca and the Experiments vs Negi, Pabuka and Rhune
Vulpeca had just barely finished his transformation whenever he felt a power even stronger than his own natural power quickly approaching him. He mentally cussed his rotten luck for being spotted as he debated running. That would look far too suspicious though, and instead Vulpeca kept himself firmly planted where he stood, glancing up to the power that crash landed in front of him. The arcs of lightning alone were enough to cause Vulpeca to take a step back… he had to mentally steel himself against his fow… no matter his guise he was still the General of his masters armies… he wouldn’t be seen as a coward, even when playing a fool.
“One hell of a display… My saiyan name is Naga but that’s been a while...I’ve been a prisoner here for roughly a decade. Where I’m from… I’ve been bumped around a lot so I wouldn’t claim an allegiance” That was definitely the safest bet, and no doubt believable considering the messed up history the saiyans had faced over the last decade. Hopefully this would buy him some time to come up with a more concise story.
“I’ve been sensing ridiculous power levels all over the area… who are you exactly? I highly doubt it’s a rescue party for little low class Naga.” He said rather lightly, though his eyes never left Negi’s, looking at him seriously as any warrior might do after having been trapped for so long. His body definitely looked as if it had been conditioned by this arena, but malnourished to a point he almost looked contradicting.
Meanwhile, aloud roar erupted from the cages below as the other two saiyans engaged the two seemingly trapped experiments. Vulpeca recognized the roar right away as Experiment 630-DR’s defiant cry. 629 could also be heared when up close, a low growl escaping it’s mouth even as flames seemed to poor from it’s lips as if it had eaten them. It stared directly at Pabuka as the saiyan attacked him and stayed perfectly still, seeming to welcome his attack. Quite suddenly however, 629’s body erupted into flames and Pabuka’s attack passed right through the creature as if it wasn’t there at all.
The feral looking beast then barked menacingly at Pabuka before it would suddenly charge forward, it’s body regaining it’s more solid appearance as it jumped at Pabuka with the intent of biting into his shoulder and pinning him to the ground.
Experiment 630-DR didn’t look pleased at all when it was being attacked, roaring loudly once more to increase it’s companions strength as the great beast braced itself and attempted to catch Rhune’s blast in it’s four massive hands! Not the brightest move on the Experiments part as the blast scorched the beasts hands and went on to blast into it’s chest and knock it back several feet and pushing it into the stone wall behind it. The beasts body was temporarily covered by smoke and debris, giving it a moment’s reprieve which it used only to start swinging it’s arms as if it was getting ready for a brawl.
629 dodged Pabuka’s attack with ST-1 Flame body (afterimage) 630 used Battle Cry to increase 629’s melee damage by 10% and tanked Rhune’s attack taking 4,250PL in damage as it blocked 750PL 629 is trying to eat Pabuka, basically. 629/630 Stamina: 3/3 WC: 1010
{Devils Spit}[ULTIMATE] The Devil's Spit: By gathering saliva in the user's mouth, they then spit on their oponnents and turn them to stone for the duration of the thread. If the affected person is shattered while they are turned to stone, they die. The spit travels at 200% speed towards the opponent but cannot be charged. [Within 150% of the casters power level, the user is instantly turned into stone for the duration of the thread. If you are between 150%-200% above the casters power level, you become partially petrified and suffer a 50% penalty to your power level for the rest of your thread. If you are above 200% of the casters power level, you will suffer a 25% penalty to your power level for the duration of the thread]
Last Edit: Apr 8, 2017 0:15:35 GMT -5 by King of All
Base [x+1/x+0], Enrage [x2], Mastered Power [x5], Super Elemi [x13], Attuned Super Elemi [x20], Unleashed Super Elemi [x32/x24], Mastered Super Elemi [x35], True Elemental [x45], False God [x56/x55] True God [x60]
Tomina was flying through the city as fast as she could, doing all she could to reach the source of the flames. She absolutely hated cowards who ran at the first sign of trouble. There were times when you had to retreat temporarily to gather your bearings or use more crafty methods of taking down an opponent. If your "retreat" led into a trap, then that was a different story. Tomina was okay with it in that context.
People who ran at the first sign of trouble were another story though. Her opponent hadn't even tried to fight her. She gathered up her partner and that Saiyan creature and had just taken off. And from what she understood, she also employed a mental attack to cover her escape. Well she wasn't going to let her get out of her sight this time! That Firecunt and that Icehole were bragging about how they weren't afraid of death, and that they would keep being resurrected even if they were killed. And then the last remaining one flees the moment the odds turned against them! If you're going to brag about not fearing death, then you should stand your ground and stare the Grim Reaper straight in the eyes! Cowards of this degree deserve a dogs death! I'm not going to kill them in an honorable fashion: their end is going to be pitiful!
Tomina was almost at the Eastern area when she heard a explosive sound behind her. Tomina looked back, stopping in the air and staring in shock at what was behind her. Parts of the city were being obliterated, although it wasn't because of an attack. It was all a shock wave caused by someone moving. And she could clearly make out a figure coming at a blinding speed towards the Eastern area. Holy shit! That must be Nasu! He's sure powered up since the last time I encountered him! I better get a move on, or there won't be anything left for me to kill!
Tomina was further convinced that her decision to forgo learning how to sense energy was the correct one. That power would be terrifying to feel if you were Nasu's enemy. Tomina had a massive head start on him, but at the speed he was going, she was just barely beat him to the Eastern battlefield. Tomina turned back around, flying off towards where she thought her cowardly opponent would be.
When she arrived there, her fire-wielding foe was nowhere to be found. Instead she saw a fair amount of enemies fleeing the battle scene. No doubt they wanted to be nowhere near Nasu when he arrived. Although they were all a bunch of idiots though. They wouldn't be able to outrun someone that strong. Although she wanted to get the first crack at them. She hated the amount of cowardliness that was going on.
Tomina prepared to take flight after them, but paused as she took a good look at her surroundings. There was a Super Saiyan who was pitted against two opponents. Both of them looked like they were about to attack her. Tomina could save her energy to blast the fleeing enemies to pieces, or she could use a good amount of it to protect this Saiyan from the impending attacks headed her way. Despite the anger that was clouding her head, she decided not to go after the cowards that were running away. I did tell that strange Saiyan that I would do everything in my power to protect his allies. And I'm going to stand by what air said. Besides, too many of my kind have suffered at the hands of these bastards already. I'm doing anything in our power to keep the true Saiyans alive!
As both of the Super Saiyan's opponents fired energy blasts at her, Tomina held out her hand, causing an orange barrier to surround the Saiyan. The blasts collided against it, unable to break the wall of energy Tomina had set up. The Saiyan hybrid had plenty of time to survey the situation while she set up her protective field. The enemies that remained seemed to consist of a woman with mechanical features and... a Saiyan. There was no doubt about it: that was certainly a Saiyan tail growing out behind him. The sight of a Saiyan willfully working for the Cerulean Empire made her blood boil. She out that aside for the moment though. Oh, she would get to him very soon. She had something else she had to do first though.
Tomina lowered the barrier once the immediate danger had past. She took a good look at the Super Saiyan she had saved. She certainly was a formidable looking individual, given her physique. This was further evidenced by the fact that she had achieved the Super Saiyan form. Although she looked disheveled and worn out from her battle. She was down on her knees, and the look on her face... Tomina could see pain, rage, and even sorrow there. She hadn't given up, but she had suffered quite a bit. It was a look that Tomina had seen before. A quick survey of her surroundings confirmed her suspicions. There lying on the ground was a young Saiyan with a very nasty wound inflicted where one of his lungs were. He wasn't getting up, so Tomina presumed that he was dead.
Tomina had once been in a similar situation to this Super Saiyan. She lost both her closest comrade and the woman she admired more then anyone else on the same day. Just looking at this woman made her recall the sensations of her knees hitting the dirt and the tears running down her face. She understood this woman's sorrow and rage all too well. This was no time for sentimentality though. Tomina crossed her arms, staring down at the Super Saiyan below.
"Dying on your knees isn't befitting for a Super Saiyan. Get up! Keep fighting until your body crumbles into dust! Kill as many of your enemies as you can! And on the day you reunite with your comrades in the afterlife, you can hold your head high and tell them that you killed as many foes as you could. Even if you're cast into Hell, you can take pride in the fact that you dragged your foes down with you. I'll take care of the treacherous filth over here. That way you'll be able to dismantle that dysfunctional puppet without interference."
Tomina floated down to the ground, keeping her eyes on the blonde male that she was about to face. He certainly looked tough. Tomina wanted him to be as tough as she looked though. It had been a long time since she had been in a really good one on one fight, and she had a lot of pent up rage she wanted to burn up. If she couldn't take it out on her original opponent, then this guy would become her new target. Although this one pissed her off much more then the fire and ice duo had. She narrowed her now yellow eyes at him, uncurling her arms and preparing to engage her foe.
"I know that Nasu and his monstrous power are headed this way, but if you run away I will castrate you and cut your tail off before shoving it down your throat. A cowardly Saiyan doesn't deserve to have a tail, or balls for that matter. Although I'm starting to think that everyone in the Cerulean Empire was born without those. You wouldn't be able to outrun Nasu anyway, so dying by my hand in a one on one fight is the most honorable way to go. It's much more then you deserve. Before I kill you, there something that I want you to answer."
Tomina aura flared around her, an orange glow covering her entire body. Her eyes glowed as she looked at Hakobe with malice. Tomina had only felt this angry only once in her life. She hadn't been pissed off to this degree for nearly a decade.
"What are you? No really, what species are you really? You look like a Saiyan, but you can't possibly be a real one. What Saiyan would side with a group that turns other members of their race into mutated abominations? A true Saiyan wouldn't be able to stomach the thought of fighting with a bunch of cowards who run at the first sign of trouble. Your whole Empire is nothing but a army of cowards. You won't fight someone unless you outnumber them by a two to one margin. And you all run at the first sign of trouble. It took at least four of you just to fight these two Saiyans, and to kill one of them. You can't even finish off an opponent who's fallen to their knees by yourselves! It takes two of you to kill a Saiyan in a vulnerable position!"
The temperature in the area began to rise rapidly. The area in the vicinity of Tomina was starting to feel like the inside of an oven. Flames surrounded her fists, and her red hair started to glowed vibrantly. It was so vibrant that it could easily be mistaken for actual fire. And through it all, Tomina kept her eyes locked on the enemy Saiyan.
"I thought the Alliance had the absolute worst Saiyans in existence. Then I ran into you and the rest of your group of freaks. Even at their worst I could still call them Saiyans. They were a traitorous bunch who betrayed the Empire, but they were still Saiyans. No true Saiyan would treat their brethren like a bunch of lab animals or behave as shamefully as you lot have. I refuse to believe that a Saiyan would willingly follow a madman who has thrown away his roots and commits these atrocities to his own race. Seriously, what are you? WHAT THE FUCK ARE YOU?!!!"
Orange flames roared to life around Tomina, completely burning the buildings around her. Her energy was coming out full force, and could clearly be felt by everyone in the immediate area. It was nowhere near the massive power of Nasu that was heading this way in terms of strength. But in terms of pure hatred, nothing could compare to Tomina right now. It was as clear as day for anyone who could sense energy. Tomina's fury was so strong that it felt as though she was pulling from a bottomless pool of negative emotion. Tomina was filled with so much anger that she had become wrath incarnate. And she was going to incinerate anyone unfortunate enough to be her enemy right now.
[WC=1,783] [TWC=7,183]
[ST-2] Ember Dome: Tomina creates an orange barrier(s) that envelops the target(s) within a protective sphere. Tomina has found this technique to be useful in a pinch if she or her allies are under extreme pressure. 60% Charge Barrier: can protect up to four people.
Tomina creates a barrier to protect Fennle from Android 1 and Hakobe's attacks
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