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Time it had seemed was quick to come by when it decided. Frankly, he didn’t know exactly how to explain this feeling in his body right now. The thought that even though it was going to be a day out here. Inside there was going to be what felt like a year. A year alone with Komatsu in possibly their only chance to beat Nasu if he was to show up on Namek or Earth. Maybe once he came out...he could finally make up his mind. His whole life he kept being told to be a hero...but what if he never really wanted to be one in the first place? What if he never really wanted his life to be anything like this at all? There was only so many ways to describe it frankly and that was all he could think of it really. At the very baseline...he didn’t want to be a hero, however he had never begged anyone for what he wanted...he just was always trying to be the person they needed...he originally began as a symbol of hope...the moment he died, all of his friends vanished, all of his allies. All of the ones he cared about...Gouken...Shizen...Hwa Jae...Ayami.. Every one of them...gone without a trace, he just was alone with Suko, Cambia, and Hisashi. Even then they began to fade as well, his former master having made some decisions he just couldn’t follow any further. Thus she was gone...Hisashi vanished for such a long time as well...it was just him and Cambia left. He remembered how he felt..alone..cold not physically..but a lacking warmth in his heart, shrouded by the pain that had been opened. He couldn’t help back then but feel as if it had all been his fault, as a symbol of hope...he failed his friends and died in that battle. DIED. It was almost as if...when he died...so did hope as well. It seemed...even having come back it still wasn’t back in almost anyone. There was no other way to have put it, he failed. All these times he threw himself into these battles, it was never just for others he was trying to help...he was trying to find the hope he had lost, wherever it was…
Only it felt that the further along the road he followed, the more he lost. Leena was gone possibly forever now thanks to that damned demon queen. He swore the next time he found her..he was going to wrangle her neck until he could make her feel all the pain he had been welling up since the beginning, the years he had spent searching for his sister...only to know she can NEVER be brought back. He was going to make her pay..so much of his destiny had never been his choice, but if there was one thing that wasn’t going to hold him back. He wasn’t going to let his family get hurt like that again. Not after all of that. After everyone, he had lost he couldn’t afford them that! They never would deserve such a thing.
Chris arrived at the doors to the HBTC, starring them up...he knew what he would have to do…Komatsu could meet him inside...with that said Chris would push open the doors..stepping into the white space staring completely frantic as per usual for the first time entering such a place.
Post by King of All on Aug 21, 2017 20:49:23 GMT -5
Komatsu had been to hell and back in the last few years... He had hoped to come back to a comfortable life at home on planet Natto with his parent's, but how badly had those dreams gone? As soon as he was free from the Empire... he found the brother he hated, the sisters he never knew he had, and a saiyan he should have hated but was more a brother to him than Nasu ever was. Sometimes he wondered what the galaxy would be like if Athren hadn't died... if the two had been able to rebuild the Saiyan Empire into something better. Hell, if they did that the Empire might have just turned into the Galactic Kingdom.
As Komatsu flew toward the lookout, his mind was plagued by thoughts of his past and all the what if's that trailed along with them. He knew he'd have plenty of time to visit those memories in the hyperbolic time chamber but he felt like he needed to come to terms with him own origin before it did.
It didn't really take him long to do so... He had learned to accept what had happened and just continued to learn from them. There was no changing the what ifs, even the Eternal Dragon wouldn't have the power to do that. All he could do was take those experiences and push forward, learn from everything he had been through and work for a brighter future. Right now, Nasu stood in the way of that brighter future... a shadow that threatened to consume everything he had built and kill anyone that thought differently than he did.
A sigh escaped his lips as he finally landed on the ledge of the lookout, his eyes sharp as he scanned around the immediate area for Jie Shan, and even reaching out with his senses to see where he was. He still didn't forgive him, but again he knew he needed to move forward instead of linger on the past. What was done was done, both he and Jie Shan would need to learn to live with those consequences. He didn't have to like him, he only had to be civil enough not to get an earful from Flare and Chris.
With Jie no where in sight, Komatsu made his way towards the hyperbolic time chamber at a fast pace as he really didn't want to find him here. As he approached though he could sense Chris, and when his power level suddenly vanished he knew what had happened. It had been the same when he entered the first time with Flare. He wasn't able to sense her at first as she hadn't crossed over into the other dimension, so it was only natural that he couldn't sense Chris when he stepped inside either. It only took Komatsu a few moments after Chris entered for him to reach the door (Though for Chris it might have been an hour in the chamber). He pulled it open and sucked in a deep breath before stepping inside, almost like he was expecting to go underwater.
When he emerged, he had to blink several times, bringing his arm up to cover his eyes briefly as he forgot just how bright it actually was in here. With that thought alone though, the brightness of the chamber began to dim to more tolerable levels, to which Koma just smirked.
"Right... I remember all of this now..." He said lowly, turning his head to spot the two bunk beds that had been there since he had come into the chamber the first time with Flare. He could feel his heart sink at the thought of Flare, a look of pain briefly crossing his face before he shook his head and turned his head away, looking out into the vast emptiness of the chamber for Chris.
"Great... how far's he gone? I'm not going to start yelling for him..." Sensing people at long distances was always wonky in the chamber since the whole room was one tight space while being an endless one... if, that even made sense
What might have been only been two minutes for Komatsu, had truly been much...MUCH longer for Chris inside this chamber. He had been inside this chamber for what normally would be thirteen hours to most, with his slower aging felt almost like eighteen hours instead, the equivalent of ten in the afternoon! That was the time it was now. He had been training for what had been seemingly a full day of training. Which meant he was already a day ahead of his cousin. Being alone in here for so long alone he will admit...not the brightest idea…he could’ve had. At least he wasn’t going to seem to Koma as depressed as he was when he did enter the chamber. He did have thirteen hours to think about things alone after all. Maybe that was his real reason for why he had entered first, to avoid letting Koma seeing him in his weaker moments. He couldn’t be the one to discourage their progress after all. He just wouldn’t be able to allow such a thing.
The first hour he had been inside this strange room, he had been left amazed within it. This room seemed so big and the moment he had stepped off he had felt the intense gravity. He was only lucky that he had already mastered times ten gravity otherwise this gravity could have possibly impeded him greatly. He had been trying to build up his endurance more and more flying inside the room. A sudden discovery having startled him greatly. He felt the air grow even denser as he fell further away from the hub. It truly had felt with some intense heat and was almost impossible to have trained in. Only a few minutes later did he arrive back at the hub startled by such a thing. All of this was so new and for a moment...he was beginning to regret having come in here alone. It had been such a stupid decision, one that he had clearly not thought through. He had wanted alone time maybe, but this was just pushing him too much.
Approximately an hour before Komatsu had arrived, Chris had finally managed to recollect his cool from a near mental breakdown. Still, he couldn’t help but dread the feeling of being alone...nearly a day was already about to pass, he was even feeling tired from the thirteen hours of training he had gone through, or in reality the eighteen inside of his mind. He had simply begun to lie in the tub, letting his body soak in the warm waters as time continued to go on further and further. His thoughts traveling elsewhere, the bruising on his body not seemingly putting him in pain, but possibly from his prior training of his arts might be the reasoning. So he simply just closed his eyes and relaxed...just this once..he closed his eyes and slept in the warm water inside the tub. This blissful sleep lasting only mere moments however as he awoke once more. He should just head to bed. As he was dried, dressed and began walking towards the bed, his ears flicked to the sound of the door being opened, Komatsu walking in..his cousin, it really was at this moment Chris realized..just how much he had hated being alone in here, of being alone in general. “COUSIN!” Chris would simply yell as he would run over and attempt to give a...hug? “I shouldn't have gone in ahead of you..I’m sorry...these last thirteen hours in here, in this empty blankness of time and space...alone..it's been..just torture.” Chris would try to explain in the best way he could really. That was all he could do to explain how horrible everything had been, just being alone, unable to sense your friends, unable to communicate with those you loved. It was just all he could do to think of it.
- 4 Month Time Skip after Koma Does what he wishes on their first days -
How long had they been in here now? Four months? All he could think of was his training up to this point even. In these short four months, he had been practicing staying in his standard stage one form. He hadn’t wanted to reveal his new form until he was certain of the proper time. That didn’t mean he hadn’t been working on other things. His primary focus had been on controlling the draconian ki inside of him. His thoughts always went back to his first apprentice, she tapped into that energy and she became corrupted by the new aura it had exposed her to. He knew that risk was still possible to himself, however, that was why he was training his control over the aura. He needed to ensure that he wouldn’t get himself corrupted like that fully. He understood having his own darkness inside of him, but there was such a thing as too much of either side. Over these four months, his hair as well had grown quite long, it was getting there to Komatsu’s length, he was probably going to have to cut it soon, he didn’t want to be confused with his cousin after all. “Komatsu, how’s your training going? I was actually wondering something...before we leave this chamber in the end...can we have a fight at full power?” Chris would ask, wondering if his cousin would use the super saiyan four transformation against him at that point. In all hopes he really wanted such. He had been holding back the combined power of his techniques as well as a form from Komatsu. He wanted to impress his family, as one of the youngest it was sort of like a job or some kind of responsibility he felt he held. This vacation was nice however in one way...he was glad that people weren’t constantly asking him to do heroic things. As much as people didn’t realize it, not everyone wants to be a hero, some are simply forced by destiny, some do it simply to help others. He was a mixture of both, secretly he did still desire a normal life..or maybe a life of fighting without so much galactic drama.
Post by King of All on Aug 22, 2017 19:29:37 GMT -5
It really was nostalgic to be back in here again, this time with family instead of Flare... Honestly he might have preferred coming back here with Flare instead of Chris, but the two needed to learn to... connect with one another if they were going to successfully fuse. Just the thought of fusion created knots in the saiyan's stomach... what if he couldn't unfuse after and ended up like Kyuri? What if he didn't like the person that he became? He really knew next to nothing about Chris, his mannerisms and intentions and... that scared him. It would be like not knowing part of who you were once they were fused together.
He looked out at the white empty space of the chamber, ready to step out when he heard his name cried out from behind him. He barely had time to turn around before Chris came smashing into him hugging him which caused Koma to blink several times, arms raised to avoid touching Chris, like this hug was so alien to him.
"Yeah, you should have waited for me for multiple reasons idiot... for starters I lost out on how much time to train? And second of all I've been in here before! I know what to expect from here and you didn't..." He scolded, frowning down at the boy who seemed so desperate for interaction. What was all that about anyways? It's almost like Chris was afraid of being alone? Koma didn't sympathize with him though, having spent about 10 years on his own as a child. If Koma as a 5 year old could take it, Chris needed to suck it up and deal with it too.
"Get off, I've got some catching up to do... Damn this is going to be annoying" While Koma sounded irritated with Chris, he didn't look it. Koma had a mask to keep up, even around his cousin.
Chris had been rather distant the entire time they were in the chamber, choosing to spend more time alone training than coming to him and help... when he was in ehre with Flare, they sparred about every other day. The days in between were served to perfect techniques and learn, while the rest of the time they learned application through battle. With Chris though...It was different. Very different, isolated, wrong. This wasn't going to get them anywhere at all! And they had already lost 4 months to this foolishness! that only left them with 8 months of training... 8 months to try and catch up to Nasu... While he didn't know the full extent of his brother's power now, he knew that Nasu wasn't going to stop and take it easy... he would be sure that he had the complete advantage when he attacked and Koma wanted to be ready, even without the fusion technique.
Whenever Christopher called out to him, Komatsu was standing in his Super Saiyan 4 form, his energy spiraling around him brightly as he pushed his energy farther and farther, crying out into the abyss as he summoned all of his strength, and tried to push his limits beyond that. He would grit his teeth, grip his knuckles tightly as he tried to purely use his will to become stronger. He could feel himself doing it... feel himself tapping into more and more power that had been unavailable to him before but something kept egging him on. It still wasn't enough! Even when Chris spoke, Koma didn't answer right away. He pushed his ki as far as it would go before slowly letting it die down once more, glancing over to his cousin and with a sigh, letting his transformation drop in one quick movement.
"My training? Training alone is only going to get so far! Damn at this rate I'm never going to catch up to him... why the hell wait until just before we leave the chamber? When Flare and I used this place we fought regularly to improve ourselves. Why the hell are you being so distant anyways hunh? We're supposed to be... connecting or something right!? So that we can fuse?! So quit sulking and out with it already!" If that wasn't obvious that the larger saiyan was irritated, then surely a punch to Chris' face would let him know that. That was his next step, if Chris just continued to brood like a pans...
He stopped his own train of thought short, kicking himself for acting so much like Nasu did when they were both a part of the Alliance. Nasu was an asshole in everything he did and Koma... well he tried not to be... but he'd become rather jaded against the woes of other people...
Maybe he should just focus on Chris for a little while, get him to talk as to what was bugging him so much... and maybe... maybe Chris needed Koma to channel a bit of the old Nasu to break out of that damned shell of his.
Chris couldn’t quite explain what it was like being so close to Komatsu in this form. He could feel the sheer power of his cousin almost like a waterfall in a small pond. One massive vibration to seemingly jar everything else around it. That was the feeling of the strength of a super saiyan four standing around the rest of them peasants. That’s frankly all they were anymore around these massive Titans of power. Nasu, Komatsu, Caesar., all of them were leagues above him. They always all had been. He had started his own training years later after them. He didn’t train since birth like the three of them. He may have been born a saiyan but that wasn’t how he was raised, he had been raised here on earth as one of them. In the end that was what separated him from those other three. They all knew what it meant to be a saiyan, but here he was always guessing, always trying to figure it out..maybe...maybe he was just tired of always having to try for them. Maybe he was tired of trying to be a saiyan...it was more than obvious he wasn’t any longer. When Koma spoke his own words, Chris wouldn’t lie to himself... they did hurt indeed. They hurt probably more than Komatsu realized. “Fine..you want to fight more...so be it!” Chris would say as his teeth grazed against each other, he had been trying to save this for when he had mastered it, but if Komatsu wanted to see him at full power, so be it...there would always be time to heal from the pain. “I have techniques I have never shown you before, reckless use of them can physically kill me.” Chris would say as his hair gained a very vibrant yellowish color, more than the standard super saiyan glow..a light blue aura surrounding his body as an afterglow of the golden warrior shone past it. “So if you want to see me at full power...so be it!” Chris would seemingly yell at the end as his transformation seemingly completed, his bulked form and double aura, bright lightning surround it. This wouldn’t last long however, for he wasn’t done yet. First...he need to manage his ki control...and then..”KAIOKEN...TIMES...TEN!” He would shout as he would be engulfed in a bright red aura, his skin becoming redder as his ki held the third aura, his power already matching that of a super saiyan three in their raw state. The stress on Chris’s body was already visible as his muscles could be seen straining, his veins bulging. He still wasn’t done, even if it caused him great pain in doing so he unlocked the reserve of the draconian ki inside of himself...feeling it slip into the rest of his body and mixing with his ki. His eyes losing their teal color from the super saiyan glow and rather a vibrant purple color. “This..is my secret technique...through the most intense pain, from having to open myself to the very elements that make of the afterlife...the very essence of life itself, I unlocked a power...a power that now roars inside me!” Chris would shout as his pupils became dilated like that of a reptilian, his skin seemingly becoming covered in darkness, a closer inspection revealing scales. Tbe power radiating from it easily enough to rival that of a master super saiyan three’s output. Komatsu was getting his wish even if it possibly killed his partner in the process. After all...when did Chris do things halfway.
He would move incredibly fast, giving Komatsu only a short time to change into whatever form he wished a flurry if of punches and kick being launched trying to hit him. It seemed the training was now truly beginning. So presuming this training was playing into a somewhat even field with Komatsu having the advantage, Chris would continue his battering assault. Komatsu wanted actual fighting for training after all, who was Chris to deny him such a request. However even he could feel the burning flame in his insides. Feeling it burn away as he pushed his body with both extremely straining techniques. How much longer could he push himself for? Even Chris was unsure, in reality this was the first time he had ever used this combination in an actual fight. That was why he had wanted to master it first before trying such a risky thing upon his life. However...he just..didn’t care anymore. Komatsu had pushed him, and frankly...he couldn’t care anymore. If he was going to be too weak to keep his friends from dying, then he would rather die than be alone once more. “Nasu was right, I’m not saiyan fully anymore, you helped make me realize that cousin. So...let me stop acting like one.” Chris would simply say as he would back away a bit, an attack charging… “Ka...Me…”
Post by King of All on Aug 25, 2017 6:57:31 GMT -5
Koma was clearly irritated by the limitations of his own training, frustrated that there was nothing he felt he could do alone to achieve his goal... whatever that goal was. He wanted to be stronger than Nasu... more than anything he wanted to prove to his brother that he could be stronger than him, that he could keep him down and stop him from doing these things.
Of course Komatsu wasn't being completely righteous in his desires... while he wanted Nasu to stop his warring on the universe, it was more so to avoid him hurting his family, the Remnant Alliance. While he promised to protect other worlds should the need arise, his people would always come first, no matter what. So when he yelled at Chris it was partially due to his own anger towards his inability, and partially towards his cousin. He really was a frustrating guy to be around sometimes...
What surprised him though was that Chris seemed all too eager to agree to fighting him, irritated himself. Chris started to power up, calling on his Super Saiyan powers, then something called the Kaioken? But then even a third aura was starting to mix into him as he continued to grow more and more powerful. Koma braced himself, slipping back into a soy school stance as Chris' power began to grow more and more. He himself just remained in his Super Saiyan 4 form, his crimson aura now blaring to life around him as he watched Chris closely.
What were these techniques? Or transformations? He'd never even heard of anything that could multiply someone's power like that, and frankly seeing so much energy swirling around him worried him. This was like the physical display of how Komastu felt when his own ki had been poisoning him a few years ago.
"What the hell... are you even able to control all that... no shit that could kill you!" He stated as he brought his arms up, ready to fight, but not quite ready for the massive amount of speed Chris displayed. He didn't vanish, Koma could still keep track of him, but it was on his own level... which hadn't happened since he fought against Jarvis.
"Holy sh-" He started to explain as he was forced to block instead of dodge, his arms moving this way and that to interrupt Chris' barrage of melee attacks before they could damage him too much. This... these kinds of abilities were what Komatsu lacked. Komatsu was strong, but his techniques were predictable. He had his own basic fighting techniques, and the Soy School style... he didn't have anything original to call his own, nothing he could turn around and surprise Nasu with. Thanks to Chris, Koma was now very much aware of that fact.
"You really are a big idiot. Chris you were never a saiyan, never in culture. You're a saiyan by heart. The stupid ideologies Nasu clings too are ancient, he can't move forward! You're as much of a saiyan as I am, and I didn't grow up with the Alliance either. In case you forgot I've been locked away alone my whole life! So stop the god damned pity party, it doesn't matter what anyone else thinks. If you accept yourself as a saiyan then you are." Komatsu growled at him as his fists began to glow red with energy. As Komatsu dodged another punch Chris then leaped away and started to charge up a technique he was all too familiar with thanks to his uncle.He knew how much of a pain in the ass that technique could be.
The ki in his hands shifted from red to blue as well now as he started to charge a similar attack, though keeping it contained to one hand. If Chris was going to use his father's technique, then he would use his as well.
"You still haven't said what the hell's got you acting like a scared pup lately." He stated in hopes of buying himself enough time to charge his own technique.
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Last Edit: Aug 25, 2017 6:58:05 GMT -5 by King of All
Chris wasn’t going to lie, his body felt like he was burning alive from the inside, every single reaction he made seemingly having it own sharp reaction. The kaioken itself was already an intense technique, drawing upon energy by speeding up the metabolism in his cells. With each increased form of it, each time he push into the higher form. The faster the metabolism the more his body wouldn’t be able to keep up with, aka he would be tapped out of energy fully. He knew what happened at that point, after all Tomoroko had shown him what had happened to their friend. If he absolutely wanted...maybe he could push himself to that point if they needed it...again though...there was no guarantee, he would have to keep himself ready to attack almost immediately. That was because inside this every second was vital, every moment needed to be taken, for the longer it kept going, the more of the chance he risked dying from such an over exertion.
“That right there is why I need to master this cousin, right now I might not feel too much but with each second I hold my dragon form along with the kaioken, the more I feel it drain of my spiritually and physically. Komatsu I don’t have these suicide techniques to make sure I can be stronger... I have them because keeping everyone safe, keeping them from getting that same feeling of loneliness... I fight to protect those from that pain... even if it takes everything I’ve got! As soon as I let go of this combined form, the pain I’m going to be in...you wanted me at full power no? Here you go then. This is everything I’ve got!” Chris would say as he felt the burning pain inside of him. Already? He supposed it wasn’t mastered fully then just quite yet. No matter he just had to...do this quickly...even if it used everything he had. Still he did have to give himself some credit..he at least manage to push his cousin back a bit. Even if it was that strange and yet powerful super saiyan four form...it was a start...maybe he was getting stronger than he gave himself credit for. Maybe...he doesn’t need to fear as much.
“You want to know what had been making me so scared lately? It’s a fear I’ve always held, that if I don’t try hard enough everyone dies...and I’ll be alone again. I already died once, when I came back almost everyone I knew was gone. Almost all of them...I watched Gouken get eaten alive...he promised me...he promised me when I came back to life we would meet again...and then he was gone. I won’t lose anyone like that again Komatsu.” Chris would say towards his cousin, strain becoming quite noticeably visible upon his body now...it seemed like everything for him was becoming blurry. “I know you were locked away, if anything it makes you more of a saiyan at heart then me. You grew up with the one key instinct as a saiyan...survival. I didn’t grow with that, I grew up on a farm unknowing of all these things, maybe you’re right in that part, I was never a saiyan, maybe it’s time...I stop acting like one.” Chris would say..his vision truly getting blurry, easily in a point of which he couldn’t even see almost any more...he couldn’t stop charging the attack however..if only he had mastered these techniques together with more time.. “Ha….Me…” Chris would say..however his last words seemingly hung over...the energy sphere forming having stopped and dissipated...as his once violet hair, now lacking the yellow highlight drained it was obvious what had happened the red aura faded...and the black scales on his skin seemingly peeled revealing his pale skin once more..his eyes back to a normal color as he fell towards the ground seemingly unconscious...his veins still strained in a means that obviously were going to require rest. He would be fine, but he shouldn’t have pushed this technique so far without practice.
The fight seemed over maybe, as Chris lied there on the ground, seemingly unmoving. How much time had passed was only short though as Chris popped slowly back up, his arms and legs straining visibly. His hair beginning to spike back up as he reignited that flame inside, his skin taking the blackened tone of scales as he prepped himself, the energy sphere appearing once more. ‘One more...just...one more word...please...body don’t let me down not yet!’ Chris couldn’t help but think, he could barely even see his cousin, darkness edging his vision as his arm shook all over the place. “HA!” Chris would shout once he managed to use his other arm to hold aim he pushed forwards as the bright whitish blue wave pushed forward towards Komatsu...or what Chris thought looked like Komatsu...instead sailing past Komatsu and towards the door! What kind of trouble could possibly come from this? Well...what was the worse that could happen? Chris wouldn’t know however, because he would fall over right then and there, his body unable to handle the strain anymore as it knocked him out cold. There was at least one good thing about being unconscious right about now, he couldn’t feel the pain from his body screaming at him. Who would have guessed that you really do win some and lose the others...hopefully he wouldn’t have to deal with too much of a yelling from his cousin when he would wake up. Though he would kill to see his reaction to well...everything that happened here. He could imagine it was going to be quite a show. He wondered how things were going in the real world while Flare and Jie waited for their turn?
Post by King of All on Aug 26, 2017 21:02:00 GMT -5
"Suicide techniques aren't going to get you anywhere... what the hell Chris this is insane! You'll tear your own body to shreds..." He called back to Chris as he watched him harness this immense power that had even the Super Saiyan 4 hesitating. NOt only was this gathered power extremely powerful, it could and would most likely kill him at any moment... damn it what was the point to any of this if Chris just intended on killing himself? He never thought his cousin suicidal but apparently he was wrong...
"You want to be able to protect people, yeah I get that! I do too! but how the hell are you going to protect anyone when you're dead hunh? Coming to and from the after-life isn't a revolving door! Eventually you're going to wear out your soul and you'll just stop existing. Kaio... That technique... my dad used it before... and according to my mother it completely destroyed him. My dad, who was the strongest person in the universe, probably stronger than Nasu with all the training he got in the after-life. He can't come back... you won't protect anyone that way, you'll just have failed and never be able to make up for your failure.
Look... if being a saiyan is as simple as knowing how to survive, or having a murderous instinct, then any dog can call themselves saiyan. That's not what we are, and I'm going to make sure the galaxy knows that the Saiyan race isn't just a bunch of ravenous mutts. We're warriors, fighting is what we do. What we chose to fight for is what makes us what we are. You're a warrior, you fight for your friends, your family, and anyone who can't fight for themselves. It's because you fight for that that you're a saiyan, but it's also because you genuinely care about all of those that makes you human." He added, knowing now that Chris wanted to be human more so than a saiyan, but Koma couldn't accept him not accepting who he was. It was odd to think that such turmoil lived inside him... that someone else in his family had such fucked up emotions inside of them. In a way it was comforting to know he wasn’t the only one who felt like this… this overwhelming need to get stronger when he really didn’t want to fight anyone, not even for fun like Chris tended too. If he didn’t have to fight he wouldn’t…
“I’d have rather grown up on a farm…” He muttered more to himself than Chris as he pushed more power into his Spirit cannon, watching Chris struggle and buckle underneath the pressure of so much energy until it became too much for him. The energy vanished almost completely from around him and Chris fell forward. Koma instantly let go of the energy of his spirit cannon and rushed towards his fallen cousin, only to have his cousin already pushing himself up with a hand assed beam fired in his direction. He didn’t even have to dodge him as the beam went sailing away harmlessly towards the entrance.
……… The entrance?!?
Komatsu left Chris where he was, spinning on his heels and instantly changing up a massive spirit canon that he fired off towards Chris’ kamehameha. He fired it at such an ankle that it would connect with the other and deflect it away from the door. The Kamehameha tore through the roof of their temporary home and clipped off a good chunk of the wall. Koma’s eyes went wide as he watched it crack, debris crumbling but ultimately, leaving the door untouched.
“For fuck sakes…” He said with a heavy exhale, his hand to his chest as he took a breath of relief before turning towards his cousin once more. The idiot had gone and burned through all that energy, and Koma didn’t know what kind of adverse reactions it would have. He cursed his cousin audibly before going over to him and scooping him up, bringing him back to their bunks where he lay him down. He would find his bag and retrieved what looked like a gun with a strange green fluid inside.
This was one of the last things Kyuri had designed before leaving them, it had the same properties as a kolto tank but much more instantly effective. It couldn’t do the kind of long term healing a tank could (like regenerating a tail) but it could heal wounds and prompt energy recovery.
He went over to Chris and injected it to his arm, tossing the needle before putting the gun aside and standing over his cousin for a moment, staring down at him…
“What’s it going to take with you… Shit you’re worse than I am, and I’ve got issues…” Koma stated as he rubbed his forehead, wondering what it was the two should really be doing in here. When Chris woke up… did they continue training physically? Or should they try to implement some sort of bonding exercise? Even if fusion was a last resort, the two should probably get that part over with…
Well, when Chris woke up the two would be having a long conversation...
It truly felt like his entire mind desired to kill him...kami knows his body already was trying. Still at least he knew his current limits, maybe he could make something out of this, after all it wouldn't be impossible. Wait how was he feeling pain even? Wasn't he unconscious? That's when his eyes would snap open, feeling a painful prick into his side and a face staring right at him. Slowly the silhouette began to fade as the face formed into actual features, to a point of recognizing it as his cousin...his body felt like hell however. "Heh....guess that's what I get for trying to experiment for the first time...using something gotta manage the ki control next time...I'm sure I can hold it then." Chris couldn't help but say with a painful laugh. Yeah...he was sure of it, the next time he would do it correctly. Still....everything was a bit blurry from before he did it. He supposed the massive pain had caused his brain not to remember everything that had been said there.
As Chris would stare up towards Komatsu, he could feel the tenseness in the air...and not because of the low air pressure. The tenseness...Chris remembered bits and pieces of what he had said, but otherwise to be honest? Most of it was a blank to be perfectly honest. While he couldn't help but try to fix it, it was what he usually had to do after all...fix his own mistakes. "Look I can't remember what all was said, but whatever it was...sorry." Chris would try to say apologizing for really something he didn't know...heck he might not have done anything, but with the way his cousin was looking at him...well...he didn't know anymore. Maybe lying here on the bunks was best? Maybe it wasn't, but frankly he wasn't sure...Conversation...maybe conversation was the best way to solve this?
"Komatsu...did you ever not want to be a fighter your whole life? Never have to follow these choices that you seemingly have no control in?" Chris would simply ask, the question being simple and yet in ways...maybe it was what was needed...for both of them? "I know I never wanted to be.” Chris would simply say in reply to such, in reality what other kind of reality check could he give otherwise? “Actually wanted to be a writer believe it or not, had the homeschooling from my mom and dad...er...adopted mom and dad. Then your sister, my cousin, told me of how Nasu ruthlessly invaded and that he was in part of the destruction of the lookout. I couldn’t just let that kind of thing happen to those I consider to be fellow people, friends, to me.” Chris would have finished saying, he couldn’t help but mentally wonder what Koma’s childhood fully had been like. He didn’t want to directly ask, and was frankly hoping his own words would have helped to hear that bit.
Post by King of All on Aug 28, 2017 12:22:34 GMT -5
Koma was working on his cousin patiently, making sure he'd be ok before even think of leaving him alone. Thankfully, his grandmothers shot worked fast though as Chris' eyes fluttered open and the saiyan was awake once again. Koma just looked down at his cousin completely unimpressed as he spoke about mastering that ki, then even going on to apologize when it was clear that Koma was having none of it.
"You don't even know what you're apologizing for, so shut up... To have techniques like that... I can admire putting your life on the line for others, but it you're just doing it because you don't want to be left alone, then that's just stupid... You might protect the people you care about in that one instant, but you'll be leaving them behind. You won't be able to protect them anymore. These techniques, you shouldn't use them anymore. Not unless you have absolutely no other choice but to use them" He stated harshly, moving away from Chris' bunk so the man could sit up straight if he wanted too. He didn't go far though as Chris asked him more questions, asking him if he had ever not wanted to fight. From outside looking in he could see why people thought that's all he wanted to do, was to train and fight time and time again but... that was never what he wanted to do. A heavy sigh escaped his lips as he moved to the small kitchen, grabbed a chair and spun it around so that he was sitting on it backwards, facing Chris.
"I keep forgetting you know next to nothing about us. As a kid, I hated fighting. I thought it was stupid and unnecessary. Honestly I think that's why Nasu hates me so much. I never wanted to be a fighter, I wanted to work with my grandmother on her machines and her inventions. At 5 I had already build one of her advanced scouters on my own with nothing but her blueprints.
When the war happened though, I dunno I guess I felt... jealous of Nasu? Mom and dad were paying so much attention to him because he wanted to be a warrior... but being 5 years old I wanted their attention too. So I jumped into the Star Javelin to join the war and got captured. They knew all too well who I was, so I spent most every day alone, pushed beyond my limits because it was 'fun' to see the sun of Natto screaming in pain. They'd even torture me in front of your dad just to break him. I can't even put a number to how many times they've had to resuscitate me only to yank me out of the healing tank and start over again.
Lets say that was a good motivator to want to get stronger. I wasn't going to let that happen again, not to me, not to my uncle and not to anyone else. I swore I would tear the Saiyan empire apart one limb at a time. Jarvis took that from me and things just continued to escalate from there." Komatsu clarified as he leaned on the front legs of the chair, his tail moving back to push against the ground to keep him from falling over.
It wasn't easy to talk about his time with the Empire, but he figured if they were going to get to know one another, that was where all of Komatsu's insecurities stemmed from and they would have to push through that hardship to be able to manage their fusion.
Honestly he didn’t know for sure how much his cousin might have believed him, but he personally wanted to keep practicing these techniques. “Komatsu it’s not because I don’t want to be left alone...every person out there, someone cares for them, someone loves them, someone would be pained if they were to be gone. I use them not for myself, but because I don’t want others to feel that way. I’m always going to be alone Komatsu, not alone fully, but a piece of me will always be alone...and you know exactly who took that piece from me, the moment she took my sister from me. I understand what you mean though, I’ll avoid using the techniques as much as I can, but...on one condition...you can’t give in to that majin mark either Komatsu, that thing is pure evil. If anything even more suicidal then my own techniques.” Chris would simply say as he struggled to get up a bit, his body straining still from the tenseness of earlier.
At least Komatsu would give his answer to his question and just like had hoped...given him the answer he needed. Frankly it was comforting to know that they had at least shared a few things. However before he would even talk about anything he would wait for Komatsu to finish his own story, reacting with sadness to hearing how his father had been emotionally tortured by the physical torture of his cousin. The war must have really been truly terrible. It was actually quite sad in a way. No child should have been exposed to such a thing, and he knew just as well what it was like to stand in someone’s shadow. Standing in someone’s shadow really was horrible, because no matter how much you tried it always seemed like it was just never enough, almost as if it was just a tease to keep pushing you forwards despite knowing the truth deep inside. That it would never really happen. At least not while following that person.
“In a way I kind of know how you feel for a lot of that. Not the actual war bits, no never could I have imagined that. The night my adopted family died, I had been staying out later than usual, when I came back, I could still hear their screams as they were trapped inside. I watched these raiders outside our home just burning it down to the ground. I can’t remember fully what happened, but something inside me snapped and when I woke up, there were simply three piles of ash. A good friend I met, Gouken, he let me stay with him for a couple of days, until we climbed Korin’s tower. There was only...death up there...I ran down from the sense I had felt from such a place, so destroyed. I toured the rest of my home islands in south city when a Majin and android absolutely destroyed me in a fight, I watched as they helplessly destroyed the city in front of me...and I had to run. I felt some kind of calling to the lookout, a namekian named Arion helped train me and then..my cousin, your sister found me. I was always under her shadow however, the assistant to her things...I got tired of it and well..you see how that ended up.” Chris would say before his thoughts went back to something, something he saw during his fight with Koma. “Cousin..I saw something to my side during that kamehameha...I don’t know who she was...she had long black hair..and she kind of looked like leena except her eyes...they were black as coal...and there was this feeling I had near her...it was like...I was home."
Post by King of All on Aug 28, 2017 20:25:54 GMT -5
Chris' explanation as to why he fought was so... contradictory to what he had just been yelling moments ago. He had griped about being alone, but now claimed that he didn't want to see anyone else suffer that same loneliness, that Chris himself would rather remain alone. Koma leaned his head forward onto his wrists that were still propped up on the chair as he looked at his cousin much more calmly than he had been earlier.
"If there's one thing I've learned from being on Earth, is even though you will all always fight together, you're all so... secluded from one another. Akiko was always alone in the lookout, even with Cambia and Arion there they barely interacted at all... they were friends but there's was always this sense of loneliness. I guess... that's another huge difference between those raised on Earth and those raised as saiyans... we're the complete opposite in that regards. Saiyans will usually rather fight alone because of their code of honor but... we have strong ties to one another. I consider everyone in the Remnant Alliance my family, brothers, sisters, aunts and uncles... all of them. I would fight and die for each of them just as much ad for Cambia and Okra, or you, your dad and even Mitsuba. I've never felt alone since coming back... even Athren, who was a complete stranger to me, was more my brother then Nasu ever was. " He voiced aloud, knowing that the subject of Athren may still be sore to some. He didn't remember Chris being there when they originally attacked the lookout, but he was sure there was some prejudiced there against the Saiyan Prince. He still found it so odd, that of all people he saw Athren as a brother, the Prince of the Empire Komatsu detested so much, had been his best friend.
A sigh escaped his lips as he listened to Chris' story and mulled it over in his mind. Their stories were so different from one another, but in the end they had both lost something close to them. Chris had watched his family die, and Komatsu had been pulled away from his, never knowing until he was released that they were in fact dead. He had no one to come home too... and now? All those people that welcomed him home; Nasu, Miso, Karota, Kyuri... none of them were within his reach anymore. He was much more sore about the loss of Kyuri and Karota, even though both women were right there...
He wasn't a kid anymore though, so... he doubted Karota would give two shits about him now. She'd just say he was a grown ass man now and could take care of himself. Or... you know straight up attack him if he opposed that stupid kingdom of theirs. It was so odd to think she could remain on his side... she had been raised on Earth, she loved battle but she wasn't like them... and he knew that.
"Maaaaaan we're depressing, you know that? I didn't see anyone whenever you used that attack, but you said you were using energy from the after-life yeah? Well, who's dead that might be looking after you? Maybe you borrow their energy when you use that?" He inquired curiously, wondering just how Chris' techniques actually worked, and wondering for a moment if it was something he could actually use himself or not... he had died once before so he had felt what the energies of the after-life felt like... He gave a brief shake of his head, not wanting to concentrate on using the energy he had just told Chris to limit using! It wouldn't be worth it if it just tore him to shreds in the end...
"Sorry, for yelling at you like that by the way... Honestly, Nasu scares the shit out of me. He always has... He;s always been so... fearless and strong, He always manages to break his own limits and leave everyone else in the dust. Mom and dad always saw his potential, but it was never a problem because they were there to keep him in line, make sure he didn't get out of control. Now... I feel like that responsibility is up to me. I have to keep getting stronger to make sure I can keep him in check... is it weird I feel like I need to save him instead of kill him?" He asked, now voicing the deepest concern he had. He hated his brother for embodying the very Empire he wanted to destroy so badly... he hated him for dividing the saiyans as he did, for forcing them to chose sides and breaking their families apart... He hated him for not still being his big brother. But in the end, he didn't hate him enough to want to kill him... a severe beating yes but, he wasn't sure he could kill him when the time came...
Chris couldn’t help but chuckle a bit at what Komatsu had said only to reply himself, “No kidding we’re depressing, isn’t like either of us have had the most normal of childhoods..huh ya know I guess that after we exit this chamber, were both going to be adults then? Well...I mean I myself will be. The big one eight, scary to think about.” Chris would have said, slightly joking around a bit at the fact that both of them had just gotten a year older here, yet many of their friends were still going to be a year younger...well wasn’t that going to make school confusing. Komatsu words on his next ones however. “Maybe someone is watching for me up there, but I don’t remember ever having seen this person before. I don’t know, we still got what..seven months till we leave? Probably can remember who by then.” Chris would say with simply a shrug. However Komatsu didn’t seem just done yet. Their last words he kind of understood in a way, as in he knew what he meant by them. “I actually do know what you mean. When I last faced Nasu, I tried begging him to stop this madness, I can’t kill him..I can’t kill family. It different when it's not blood, but when your own blood is doing such..It always seemed like there is still some kind of hope in him. I just know we can’t give up on him, no matter what he does. With how few the saiyans are already, it’s clear already that you and him need it.” Chris would simply say.
With that a strong bond was formed between the two during their time in the chamber, over the course of the next eight months the two would train together until eventually they would have reached the year time limit so soon.
WC: 326 TWC: 5000+ (Only 5000 is the limit for the grade) King of All
Post by King of All on Aug 29, 2017 19:17:00 GMT -5
He wasn't sure why he was opening up to Chris so much, frankly some of these things he had only been able to talk to Kohlrabi about before and even then he felt... hesitant. It was an odd situation to be in, to want your brother to live but to take everything away from him and change him completely... When he thought of it that way it might actually be a mercy to kill Nasu but... he just couldn't. He's beat his ass black and blue but he wouldn't kill him in the end, and he knew that was going to bite him in the ass. He wondered though, would Nasu actually bring himself to kill Koma if that time came?
"Right... well, maybe it was your mom you know? You wouldn't have seen her since you were little so it would make sense that you didn't know her. It could also be some strange person from the after-life. We'll find out if it happens again." Koma said as he would finally push himself up off of his chair and replace it at the table, stretching his arms high up above his head and his tail stretching out behind him too.
"You should get more sleep, that was some serious energy you ended up throwing around. Get rested up and we'll get to training, together this time. I want you to give it your all, but without those suicide techniques alright?" He asked of his cousin, waiting for an answer before he walked out once more into the vast emptiness of the hyperbolic time chamber.
As he walked out, the world around him began to change, taking the shapes of what images he had in his mind. The white nothingness soon turned to his biggest regret, the destruction of planet Natto. Just talking about their issues didn't make them go away, but it helped Koma accept them a little more. If he was going to train his full potential, it had to be here, it had to be on his home world moments before it exploded. He knew that nothing would save his planet, but it was a hell of a skill tester.
While Chris rested and got better, Komatsu would train intensely in this environment, pushing himself further an further every day. Though it wasn't until Chris awoke once more that the two would be able to train with one another, and truly push themselves far beyond any natural limits.
Much like he did with Flare, he would train for a week straight with Chris, and then take a few days off to let their bodies recuperate from the strain. They would imagine the white emptiness of the chamber as a vaste beach, or a home away from the world in a forest, anything that would make them feel at ease... only to be switched back to an environment of pure hell the week after.
Their training was intense, easily dangerous enough to blow Earth up with just a single one of their more basics strikes. Though thankfully the time chamber was able to absorb their energy like a sponge.
As the final grains of sand dripped from the hourglass, it was time for Koma and Chris to leave their year long retreat in the time chamber and return to their friends, stronger than they were before and ready to face whatever dangers may come.
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