Adding some variety [Heizen/recruitment]

Heizen wondered who this mystery guest was, but perhaps he would understand better when the moment came. If it was a Saiyan, then surely the guards would have said something to him. The presence of a Saiyan would launch Makai into an all out assault in defense to vaporize the intruder, as times were much more sensitive nowadays in the Demon Realm. Paranoia, Fear, and Anger were prevalent. Any foolish Saiyan attempting to invade or infiltrate this realm would know terror, but mostly they would know pain. The Demon Lord would assure it. Heizen sat on the steps of Nakiya’s throne as he awaited their guests arrival to the main throne room to meet him and state his business. It was hard to go anywhere else without going through the main room first.

Thankfully he did not have to wait long. Before long the blue man revealed himself - the creature moving towards him on what appeared to be a construction of some kind - where Heizen soon realized that the Jackal Demon was not quite sure who this was. As he stood there in his suppressed state staring at a complete stranger, a sense of unease coursed itself through the Demon. The man’s voice, stature, appearance and behavior gave no reason for concern. He seemed like a gentle fellow. Still- he felt threatened by this man and his power, even if he had sensed no danger from his ki (of which he could sense none). But there was.. An instinct inside of him that told him that this was not someone of a level that he could comprehend.

“Very well.. I shall tell this palace’s cooks to whip something up… follow me to the Dining Quarters,” he instructed as he floated to the side of the mansion and through the corridor. They had a little ways to travel through the palace in order to reach the Dining Hall. He ordered the cooks to prepare a feast. Though this creature seemed… soft- Heizen was unsure of how long he would stay that way… 

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Heizen raised an eyebrow at the blue creature’s comment about Nakiya, not yet putting the pieces together between who he was and what his business was (despite the clues). He said nothing as the two floated onward toward dinner. It was only proper that a guest was so welcomed with a grand gesture of grace and generosity. Especially such a strong specimen as he. He had powered down upon their journey and relaxed his energy as the two made their way to the dining hall.

As the two ate their fill ravenously, Heizen found amusement in the stranger’s delight. He had never encountered a creature so enthused by a good meal. Heizen did not moan or make noises the way this creature did, but he was equally impressed with the cook’s dishes today. To think even on a rush order they could pull off such a spectacular array of dishes. Instead his enjoyment of it showed in the way he ate, as he devoured his food rather fiercely.

Heizen slowed however at the man’s question, swallowing the bites before dabbing his face with a napkin to clean his face of any mess he might have made. “I believe it is the Blackwing bird - a rather common creature in Makai~” he said rather matter of factly. Holding his chin while he listened intimately, Heizen found his questions beginning to form answers. Suddenly it made sense why his instincts ran so wild. He was associated with the God of Destruction. Heizen suddenly recalled his meeting with Lord Sinthe, who had claimed he too was one of these deities.

“Ah yes. I believe I might have encountered one of her kind in the past. Lord Sinthe claimed he was to eventually hold such a title himself if I recall…,” the Demon Lord surmised with a nod. “What a shame. With you helping us- my race might not be near the precipice of collapse,” Heizen said with a chuckle. However the next words out of his mouth were not received as warmly. A quest he said? 

“Don’t misquote the situation. They targetted us, not the other way around. Nasu wished to see Makai burn; I simply responded in kind…,” he explained, a nerve clearly touched. He would not find himself blamed for the foolish actions of those monkeys and their foolish tyrant of a King. Alas- he composed himself with a deep breath, before returning to the calm and charitable King that he was to be. “Ah yes… she did tell me about this strange predicament we are all in…,” the Demon said with a rather wide and devilish grin plastered on his face, a grin that might cause one to worry over his intentions. “I must say I’m surprised that you would trouble yourself to a meeting with little ole me…,” he chuckled, a leg crossing as he sat back and relaxed. “You have a wide selection of Saiyans at your disposal haven't you? The Earthlings have also accumulated a fine fighting force to defend their home. I’ve even heard whispers of a Vampire whose abilities could bring ruin to them all..,” he trailed on, stirring a glass of wine in his hand.

“You have all of these pawns on the board and yet you still come all this way to speak to my Queen and I. Sure… Nakiya has great power, but you’ve said it yourself that her interests align elsewhere and thus she will likely not participate.

Yet you’re still here. I’m sure that’s not just a coincidence. I’d like to know why you need us. Or rather… why you need me.”

WC: 584

As the two began to eat, Heizen enjoying his own share of the food with great delight, he took note of Whis’ truth about the Anubians. To think that Lord Sinthe had been just another pretender. The power he had displayed was certainly nothing to laugh at though he supposed. Perhaps their species was not Godly, but did possess some measure of legendary potential nonetheless that made them prime candidates for God of Destruction. “Hm is that so? Then technically any race could become what Lord Lagerus is… with enough power, time and dedication of course~” he asked curiously. “That’s interesting to know. Perhaps I’ll have something to look forward too in a few millennia,” he joked, though even he couldn’t tell if he was being serious or not. Such a job would be pleasing to him more than it would to most he imagined. It was the perfect job. To eliminate life so that life could be made. The job of simply being the best, and destroying what was unnecessary in this Universe.

Alas. He knew that such a position was not one necessarily in his grasp. But it was fun to joke about and fantasize about. He devoured his glass of wine and the two continued enjoying their meal. As he began to bite into a round, purple fruit Whis was explaining his reasoning for both why Heizen should join the Tournament of Power and why he felt Heizen was needed. He had to admit it was nice hearing such things about himself, and his ego lightly stroked. “Why that’s too kind of you, Whis-san,” Heizen cooed with a grin. “Though I must admit… the Queen likely wouldn’t have been the best candidate either even if she had joined. She’s got hell of a lot of power, but her pride and arrogance would just get her knocked off.

I might fare better in a competition of this.. Variety,” he chuckled, knowingly being hypocritical since he was showing a bit of confidence himself after calling out Nakiya’s own arrogance. But none of them knew what he was truly capable of. He had saved quite a few “tricks” for the War with the Saiyans. Techniques they would no doubt desire in this tournament of theirs.

“Haha… HAHAHA!” Heizen began to laugh with great merriment as Whis tried to proposition him with admittedly impressive sharpness and tact. “Oh you’re good. You surprise me. I never knew you could be so clever. You’d have made a fine Demon in another life,” he complimented Whis honestly. “It’s true. This isn’t an opportunity I can pass up… there is much to be gained from such a tournament…

I do have one condition for joining though… albeit a small one if we win. Considering the state of our universe it’s only logical anyways~” he would say with a devilish grin plastered on his face.

The doors closed in the dining room as the final negotiations were made… away from anyone who could be listening close…

WC: 500

Taking PL please!