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Oh damn I just realized what was going on lol

Wabacha wrote:"Through madness and strife an artist truly shines. But there is no time to talk of beauty now. Close your eyes." While he gives no reason, he has given reason enough through his actions for Sophia to trust him. Mere moments after she does, through her eyelids she sees at first only darkness and the faint glow of light. Then even through her closed eyes, beyond the parted veil of Vasile's cloak, the world is consumed by burning white light. It consumes the center of the storm, causing the clouds that now range over them to curl back into the column of light to fill the void constantly erased by heaven's anger. The destruction is nearly silent, void of sound except for the low and heavy rushing of air pulled to the empty space. The holy power that fills the air and cleanses this unholy god is beyond anything she has ever read about divine power, and beyond anything she sensed during the Civil War. It dwarfs the collected power of Crash and Ragnarok, and makes even the lower the weredragon used seem small in comparison.

And yet she now feels it, slipping its fingers past Vasile's shroud to wrap around her heart. Claws reaching for her soul. An unfathomable intelligence that demands her. Wants her. Consumes-

Vasile tightens the shroud around Sophia, cutting off the Old God more thoroughly and freeing the Princess from the primeval influence. "Twelve days, to summon forth this much energy. Impressive for Enochians. Despite the futility." The light fades, allowing Sophia to open her eyes and see the ocean roaring into the emptiness a mile out to sea, the blue sky peaking out behind the storm clouds swirling back in to fill the gap. Sophia has felt its attention, for just a few seconds. She knows now where it is meant to be. That it was always meant to be here, at this exact moment. Her mind and soul were protected by Vasile, but it could not stop her mind being opened.

This Sector's fate was decided since the beginning. Its armageddon has arrived.

After it all, closing her eyes to shield them from the fury that this sectors Pantheon brought against the Unholy God and feeling a level of power she could hardly hardly possible. A light so bright that her eyes still stung even though she shielded her them. After it all... She knew that the Old God of his was not defeated.

Breath left her lungs the moment she could feel it, something reaching for her soul with more purpose than her own hold could keep it from inching closer. Fingers plucking away at the weakening hold she had around her heart, she could hear more than whispers as she could feel it. An intelligence in scope her mind had never dared to fathom in her life was trying to seize-

A rush of air filled her lungs again as she felt the presence disappear, knowing Vasile had intervened in her soul being destroyed... Or whatever fate could be worse. As the light dissipated enough for her to see the aftermath of the Pantheons fury, seeing sites that must have been similar to how Zocom's lost landmass fell into the ocean surrounding their isle, she gripped her shirt tightly. She now knew the enemy, if only for a second, she knew what must have happened 6000 years ago... Zocom was truly spared in part by some miracle with all the power if must have taken just to spare the shard of livable space they live on. "H-Hard to believe that your old God is still strong enough after taking that blast... Thank you. " She still does her best to keep her composure, even thought she was undoubtedly on the edge of her soul shattering, never to reincarnate, she was not unaccustomed to having brushes with death. William made several attempts on her life during the civil war. Though what she just felt was nowhere close to what she just experienced.

I approve of the zombie control regional password

What the weapon thingy?

Synnadine wrote:I approve of the zombie control regional password

I thought you might, I thought it may as well be a reference

And why... If I have no zombies and no dead did I lost a million people :/

Ban jae-hwa wrote:And why... If I have no zombies and no dead did I lost a million people :/

Wait wut? Lemme see

ZOCOM wrote:Wait wut? Lemme see

Yeah idk it showed 32mil then 30mil and it’s back to 32mil so glitch maybe?

I am presently unable to help since I only just began research for a cure, seeing as how I was streaming

Ah don't worry about it, I'm almost done with Wabacha. I just wish my mk 2 cure was done, its been stuck on 80.3% for awhile now

Edit: Okay I now have mark 2 and Geth is at 58% for their cure

ZOCOM wrote:After it all, closing her eyes to shield them from the fury that this sectors Pantheon brought against the Unholy God and feeling a level of power she could hardly hardly possible. A light so bright that her eyes still stung even though she shielded her them. After it all... She knew that the Old God of his was not defeated.

Breath left her lungs the moment she could feel it, something reaching for her soul with more purpose than her own hold could keep it from inching closer. Fingers plucking away at the weakening hold she had around her heart, she could hear more than whispers as she could feel it. An intelligence in scope her mind had never dared to fathom in her life was trying to seize-

A rush of air filled her lungs again as she felt the presence disappear, knowing Vasile had intervened in her soul being destroyed... Or whatever fate could be worse. As the light dissipated enough for her to see the aftermath of the Pantheons fury, seeing sites that must have been similar to how Zocom's lost landmass fell into the ocean surrounding their isle, she gripped her shirt tightly. She now knew the enemy, if only for a second, she knew what must have happened 6000 years ago... Zocom was truly spared in part by some miracle with all the power if must have taken just to spare the shard of livable space they live on. "H-Hard to believe that your old God is still strong enough after taking that blast... Thank you. " She still does her best to keep her composure, even thought she was undoubtedly on the edge of her soul shattering, never to reincarnate, she was not unaccustomed to having brushes with death. William made several attempts on her life during the civil war. Though what she just felt was nowhere close to what she just experienced.

"It is unharmed."

Three words cut through the air as the water's crashing and swirling begins to move in a controlled manner towards the shore, the Old God- Sophia can now feel its unearthly presence- traveling under the water's surface as opposed to the skies in the storm. Waves crash against the shore, before pulling back fully as a tsunami grows in front of the gargantuan shape Sophia can now see in the water as it enters shallower waters. It bears a physical form, but on an unbelieveable scale. It dwarfs the monstrous giants of the final night of the war, all of Zocom's and Purira's giant fauna, even the aerial massive cargo ships the Wabachans use to transport vast quantities of vehicles. "You wished to see what your people will face in the coming tribulation. What hope you had of victory. I will not deceive you. As your world is now, nothing will survive."

The tsunami obliterates the treeline along the beach as the hundred foot wave sweeps the trees right out of the sandy ground and along with it the fallen humans and weapons of war. The wave hisses and bursts in places as sinkholes form and cracks shoot through the earth as earthquakes begin to spread from the Old God's footsteps on the ocean floor, until the water separates to reveal the monstrous entity in it's full glory. A thickly muscled tail, coated in seaweed, barnacles, and impenetrable dull green scales lifts up and out of the water, it alone the length of an aircraft carrier. Its tip graces the skies before it falls back to the ocean, the winds birthed into unnatural vortexes that curse the dying beach with destructive winds. Vasile stays in place but is still buffeted by the force despite the distance. An elongated yet broad forelimb, massively oversized compared to it's back legs used solely for locomotion stretches upwards towards the heavens that dared irritate it before bringing the three clawed foot down back into the shallows with first a splash then the shattering of the earth's crust, vast ravines lancing forward inland and spreading open the Sector. Under the interlocking teeth of the Syrian head, adorned with a thick curved horn on its nose and chin move a second pair of forelimbs, dwarfed by the first pair that aid the endless beast in moving its entire bulk ashore. Teeth part and the monster exhales, sparking flames that spread over the flood like Greek fire. It raises its head, hundreds of meters above the destruction its existence causes as the oversized front legs hold in place, changing from dragging the behemoth forward to supporting its wait as the horrid beast bellows its guttural roar.

"Bagurat. Prince of all Calamities, mother of all disasters. My God." The effect of the daikaiju's close proximity is growing difficult to resist, even for Vasile, knowing his time will be cut short if he stays much longer. "If only I could face you once more, challenge your existence with my own. Alas I am incomplete, and have someone to protect. I cannot die this day."

The giant does not answer, but Sophia with her newfound understanding of a fragment of Vasile's world can feel a different sort of attention on Vasile before it vanishes, and the Prince of Purgatory continues its endless march, a two hundred year journey nearing its completion. Numerous gods and goddesses enter the material plane, revealing their true forms and holding nothing back. The blinding holy radiance would be enough to turn Sophia to dust, but not in the protection of this ancient lord of the night. But now, how small and meaningless everything feels, before the unending horror and glory of this primeval god.

Synnadine wrote:I am presently unable to help since I only just began research for a cure, seeing as how I was streaming

Bagurat is a big girl.

Also gender reveal party, Bagurat is a female Prince! A few of them are but they aren't called anything different, all of them are Princes.

I have mk1 at 83.3% so I’m kinda meh

Wabacha wrote:Bagurat is a big girl.

Also gender reveal party, Bagurat is a female Prince! A few of them are but they aren't called anything different, all of them are Princes.

Vasile: It's a girl!

That whole sector: *drowning*

Edit: So its not this Prince, but a different one that My Kaiju provoked in that now retconned bit of story?

Wabacha is free from the Zombie scourge, now onto my little helper so I can carpet bomb the rest of you

ZOCOM wrote:Vasile: It's a girl!

That whole sector: *drowning*

Edit: So its not this Prince, but a different one that My Kaiju provoked in that now retconned bit of story?

Oh no, Bagurat is one of the Princes of Purgatory. One of two still living and only one free. She started moving back towards Purira long ago, but manipulated Causality so that Ragnus would provoke her into returning, creating her own purpose for coming back by the time of the Year.

The Leviathan is just going around vibing tho.

Wabacha wrote:Oh no, Bagurat is one of the Princes of Purgatory. One of two still living and only one free. She started moving back towards Purira long ago, but manipulated Causality so that Ragnus would provoke her into returning, creating her own purpose for coming back by the time of the Year.

The Leviathan is just going around vibing tho.

Ah so right now she's just vibing as she makes her way here. I suppose closer to the year Ragnus will still draw it to the sector by messing with its territory because causality demands it

Is it even worth shooting the Mk 1 missiles anywhere? I don’t even know...

Wabacha wrote:"It is unharmed."

Three words cut through the air as the water's crashing and swirling begins to move in a controlled manner towards the shore, the Old God- Sophia can now feel its unearthly presence- traveling under the water's surface as opposed to the skies in the storm. Waves crash against the shore, before pulling back fully as a tsunami grows in front of the gargantuan shape Sophia can now see in the water as it enters shallower waters. It bears a physical form, but on an unbelieveable scale. It dwarfs the monstrous giants of the final night of the war, all of Zocom's and Purira's giant fauna, even the aerial massive cargo ships the Wabachans use to transport vast quantities of vehicles. "You wished to see what your people will face in the coming tribulation. What hope you had of victory. I will not deceive you. As your world is now, nothing will survive."

The tsunami obliterates the treeline along the beach as the hundred foot wave sweeps the trees right out of the sandy ground and along with it the fallen humans and weapons of war. The wave hisses and bursts in places as sinkholes form and cracks shoot through the earth as earthquakes begin to spread from the Old God's footsteps on the ocean floor, until the water separates to reveal the monstrous entity in it's full glory. A thickly muscled tail, coated in seaweed, barnacles, and impenetrable dull green scales lifts up and out of the water, it alone the length of an aircraft carrier. Its tip graces the skies before it falls back to the ocean, the winds birthed into unnatural vortexes that curse the dying beach with destructive winds. Vasile stays in place but is still buffeted by the force despite the distance. An elongated yet broad forelimb, massively oversized compared to it's back legs used solely for locomotion stretches upwards towards the heavens that dared irritate it before bringing the three clawed foot down back into the shallows with first a splash then the shattering of the earth's crust, vast ravines lancing forward inland and spreading open the Sector. Under the interlocking teeth of the Syrian head, adorned with a thick curved horn on its nose and chin move a second pair of forelimbs, dwarfed by the first pair that aid the endless beast in moving its entire bulk ashore. Teeth part and the monster exhales, sparking flames that spread over the flood like Greek fire. It raises its head, hundreds of meters above the destruction its existence causes as the oversized front legs hold in place, changing from dragging the behemoth forward to supporting its wait as the horrid beast bellows its guttural roar.

"Bagurat. Prince of all Calamities, mother of all disasters. My God." The effect of the daikaiju's close proximity is growing difficult to resist, even for Vasile, knowing his time will be cut short if he stays much longer. "If only I could face you once more, challenge your existence with my own. Alas I am incomplete, and have someone to protect. I cannot die this day."

The giant does not answer, but Sophia with her newfound understanding of a fragment of Vasile's world can feel a different sort of attention on Vasile before it vanishes, and the Prince of Purgatory continues its endless march, a two hundred year journey nearing its completion. Numerous gods and goddesses enter the material plane, revealing their true forms and holding nothing back. The blinding holy radiance would be enough to turn Sophia to dust, but not in the protection of this ancient lord of the night. But now, how small and meaningless everything feels, before the unending horror and glory of this primeval god.

Those three words cut into her confidence greatly as her eyes and very being were subjected to the truth behind the storm. Everything she experienced in her life was entirely dwarfed by this monster... This Kaiju of unimaginable power and presence. She knew that she wished to see the truth with her own eyes... And Vasile was right, it was quite clear what outcome will happen. Minutes earlier she was hoping that their people could survive this coming armageddon, but looking down upon Vasile's God. There was no way their shattered peoples could come together to survive this. Even if all the monsters, all the tribes and spirits on the island banded together for the sheer sake of survival... They would all shatter before they could even make this thing notice their attack. And with how their island is situated, they could either be amongst the first to die or amongst the last... Both possibilities frightened her.

The Princess was speechless until Vasile had brought them back, in those final moments she had felt that that fragment of his old world certainly took some kind of interest in his declaration. She hardly knew what to say with all of this, she felt... So small in all of this. Knowing that there was absolutely nothing she could do... "So the efforts of our King the first time around will really mean nothing. Haaah..." A long sigh leaves the princess as she steps out from under Vasile's cloak, out into the world once more to look around her to what fleeting time she and her people may have yet. "And what's more you challenged that god in the past if I understood correctly... The denizens of this sector in your time must have been made of sterner stuff. Our conflict with Salem seems so insignificant now."

ZOCOM wrote:The shine of the Ki orb in his hand only seemed to grow with the word of their team leader, taking no heed to the outcry of Trunks. In this moment, as his ki rose even higher, as his gaze grows ever madder, Kalla could barely feel it as Pepper hugged him from behind. The Saiyan's body barely moved, but her voice reached deeper than her hold did. The nostalgic feeling of electricity up his spine as he heard a familiar voice in his ear and the warmth of their body against his own, something clicked in a small corner of his mind. From that small click, Kalla's mind woke up from its own power fueled madness.

For a small moment, he was motionless as he stood there with Pepper on his back. Though as that moment fades, so too does his ki blast. "Ah man-" Kalla looks back over his shoulder to Pepper, no longer in his Akari form as the yellow tint is gone from his eyes, smiling back at her. "You had to bail me out of something again. Thanks Pepper."

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Time Chamber

Vegeta watched the pair of heir students, letting them rest from their training bouts now that they had accessed new heights. He was impressed with the pair of them, something he might not admit out loud but these two had abnormal potential. In just a matter of months since their training began they rose to the heights of Super Saiyan Blue... They were making good progress. Though as the pair thanked him, the Prince kept his arms crossed over his chest with a small smile on his face. "Just don't abuse the power you have now obtained, you have power only wielded by some of the strongest fighters in the Universe. In any Universe... With it you should be more than capable of teaching those demons a lesson. So do us proud, and show them the might of the Saiyan people."

After the months of relentless training, Flaz had finally caught up to the rest of his family instead of being just able to scrape by. He was quite proud of the heights he had finally attained and only wondered how high he could get... Though his eyes do drift to Aylote. To think... At the start of our little adventure he was a kid with a power level lower than mine. Years later and here we are. No wonder our family is afraid of Saiyan potential, still... Being able to nurture this kind of strength myself, first when I trained Aylote and now with my kids. It's a surreal feeling.

Flaz looked back to Winter and May before he lay flat on his back after Winter patted his shoulder, smiling wide before he regresses all the way to his first form. "Aaaah... Aaaahhhh... I hurt all over... But it's worth it. Thanks you guys... Haaaaaaa... I wonder what the other me is doing."

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Aylote's present Timeline

Dyph was surprised to see the sister shaped projectile slam into him, winding his little body as they both crash to the bedroom floor. He stays on the ground for afew seconds longer as the world spins while his energetic and annoyed sister stands up and loudly proclaims how unfair this all is.

And Dyph agreed, how was a power like this be in any way fair to use? It was like some kind of cheat power that rendered skills and techniques useless against the user of this power. The hybrid slowly regained his composure as he sat up, sitting with his tail around his waist as he looked up to Kali. "It isn't fair... It's some kind of cheat."

"Its no problem... I don't want you to lose control again." Pepper said as she smiled at her Saiyan friend.

Trunks with a sigh of relief walked over to Mira and kneeled on the ground to look him in the eyes, now it was time to get more information out of Mira and find out what Towa's and Demigra's plans are next.

"What is Towa and Demigra panning next Mira?" Trunks asked in a demanding tone.

"They're heading to Conton City... And with them a army of 21's Androids." Mira said still with a evil smirk on his face.

"Once they have arrived... They will destroy everything there!"

Trunks had a look of panic on his face, with the power of the dark dragon balls that Towa had created Demigra would be able to wipe out the entire city along with the Time Nest. The half-Saiyan knew that he, Pepper, and Kalla needed to head back and warn the Supreme Kai of Time. Before Trunks could ask more questions from Mira, the experimental warrior drew his last breath and fell on the ground dead due to the amount of blood lost.

"We need to head back now and warn the Supreme Kai of Time before its too late." Trunks said as he pulled out the Time Scroll that would take them back to the Time Nest.

"Well sounds like Demigra is your problem now..." Cooler said as he began to create a portal that would take him back to Aylote's Timeline (His home timeline).

"Wait... But if Demigra wins then how are you going to get revenge?" Pepper asked confused.

"You don't think I know that? I am well aware the danger Demigra can bring and as much as I hate to say this... I am sure Flaz and his pet monkey will be able to defeat him. They faced many challenges before in our timeline if anything they will pull through some how." Cooler explained.

"Now if you excuse me, I have a empire to rebuild goodbye Time Patrol."

And with that Cooler entered his man made mortal and went back to his original timeline leaving the three Time Patrollers alone in a deserted timeline.

Time Chamber

"Don't worry we will only use our new found powers for good." Aylote assured both Goku and Vegeta.

Aylote then looked over towards Flaz as he also began to think about all the events that l have led his family to this very point. From him becoming the first SSJ2 to having the powers of a deity.

Hard to believe so many years have passed.... To think I was just a low class warrior back on Earth trying to help the humans. I am amazed at how far I have come in this life time. Aylote thought to himself.

Both Winter and May smiled at Flaz, it would seem their training has paid off and now that Flaz has mastered his Golden Form. Towa and Mira will have a hard time acting out whatever they have planned. When Flaz mentioned where the Flaz was, both May and Winter looked to each other in confusion where was their Flaz?

"Well where ever he is I'm sure he's doing one of his crazy plans..." Winter said as he looked towards Aylote's Flaz.

"You did great you should rest up a bit until you head off and fight Mira and Towa."

"This was fun Winter we tried this again." May said as she put her jacket back on and then stood on her toes to kiss Winter on the cheek which of course caused the Clansman to blush before quickly hiding it once again.

The group seemed to have no worries at all and they were ready to take on whatever would come their way. However, the cheerful and relaxed mood would quickly change as Aylote, Erkin, and Flaz would sense a dark energy heading towards Conton City... And it was a energy they all have felt before.

"No... It can't be... I thought we killed him." Aylote said as sweat began to appear on his forehead.

"Ho- How- Did he get, so strong?!" Erkin asked.

"Who are you talking about?" Winter asked the two Saiyans.

"Demigra... He's being brought back to life." Aylote said.

Wabacha wrote:"Oh? Cheating?" The enjoyment Zamu is getting out of this is easy to read on his face as he leans forwards. "Tell me, how is Kali cheating?"

Aylote's Present Timeline

"Well...." Sabi said as she tried thinking of something.

"She just is! I know it! There is no way Kali can be that good at dodging.... What did you teach her Mister?"

Wabacha wrote:What do you think of the 5e UA Ranger subclasses and stuff? I'm liking the options.

I wouldnt get to caught up in it. Ranger is getting completely rework in less than a month. And i mean COMPLETELY.

Wabacha wrote:Bagurat is a big girl.

Also gender reveal party, Bagurat is a female Prince! A few of them are but they aren't called anything different, all of them are Princes.

Bosera's gender is The Blind God.

Requesting some cure - I have cured several other nations as of now.

Silver Commonwealth wrote:Requesting some cure - I have cured several other nations as of now.

I’m a weakling, but I did what I could before work :)

Ban jae-hwa wrote:I’m a weakling, but I did what I could before work :)

Much appreciated. :)

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