"Wait Kalla don't kill Mira! We need more information from him!" Trunks yelled out while Cooler looked on with amusement in his eyes.
Pepper seeing her Kalla about to kill Mira, the Majin knew she had to do something to stop him and she knew one thing that would stop. Letting out a small relaxed sigh, Pepper ran towards Kalla and hugged him from behind trying to calm him down.
"Kalla please stop this! Do not make the same mistake you did with me!" Pepper called out as tears started to form in her eyes hugging the Legendary Saiyan tightly.
"Please for once... Have control over yourself... Please do this for me!"
A Few Hours Later
Thanks to Goku and Vegeta both Aylote and Erkin were able to attain Super Saiyan Blue and have control over it. With the help of the Time Chamber the two Saiyan warriors they were able to get months of training as well as learn new fighting styles from their respective mentors and now they were ready to take out Mira and Towa unaware that Demigra had been revived and was now heading towards Conton City. Aylote and Erkin soon powered down from SSB and sat down to relax a bit due to the Time Chamber having a heavy affect on the two Saiyans.
"We were actually able to do it... With this new power we can protect our family from those monsters." Aylote said.
"I wonder how strong our fusion will be when we ascend into SSB?"
"I'm sure it will be a lot stronger than our SSJ4 fusion. But I feel ready and its thanks to you two that we have a fighting chance." Erkin said looking back to Vegeta and Goku.
"Its no problem! I'm glad the Supreme Kai of Time called me in to help train you guys once this whole demon stuff is over we should definitely spar some time!" Goku said laughing a bit.
Meanwhile over by May, Flaz, and Winter it would seem the trio has made great progress with Flaz as Winter stood there looking at Flaz proud that he was able to perfect his Golden Form. This Flaz should have no problem dealing with Mira and Towa as well be able to catch up to his Saiyan family.
"You done well Flaz... I'm sure whatever comes your way, I know you will be able to overcome it." Winter said as he patted Flaz's shoulder and giving him a thumbs up.
"Its strange training this version of Flaz, but I'm glad our training was able to bear some fruit." May said as she powered down from SSB.
Aylote's Present Timeline
Sabi then went to the other side to try and attack Kali, hoping with their combined attack they would be able to push Kali off the chair thinking it will be easy since she's only using one finger to balance the chair. However, as Sabi started to go in for the attack she saw Kali's body move to the side as Kali still stayed balancing the chair. Sabi tried to stop herself as she saw that Kali had just dodged her attack, but it was too late and the young Saiyan crashed into Dyph causing them to both fall on the ground. This of course annoyed Sabi as she got up and dusted herself off looking to Zamu.
"How is this even fair?! She still dodged us even with one finger!" Sabi said.
"It is the result. As is the fate of their fleets. Poor luck. Misfortune. Unforeseen occurances. Tragedy. All that can go wrong, all that will turn against. All to breed endless disaster."
As Sophia and Vasile watch on, one of the tiny beings down below begins to stumble, dropping their gun and clutching their chest before collapsing on their face in the sand. While their comrades look at them, many do not, and those who did face the oncoming storm once again. Perhaps they already knew what Vasile was about to tell Sophia. "That man's bloodline suffers from minor heart conditions. His spirit was not strong enough to resist, so his heart failed." One after another, soldiers begin to drop as the storm draws closer to shore, now only a mile away before more begin to turn and run away, only to fall dead as soon as they turn their backs on the approaching storm. "Their spirits broke, as do their souls."
Suddenly a tank explodes into a brilliant white ball of escaping magic, constantly imploding in on itself until it shrinks away into nothingness. Not all the machines of war fail in such spectacular ways, but each still able disembarks their crews. Not that they have any chance to survive.
\\Perdition - The realm of Yolg - Post Rematch the Day after//
Within the endless torture planes ruled by the Demon King Yolg, within the vast and unending valleys that Fiends and all number and shapes of pit beasts hunt and murder each other for sport, for hunger, for boredom or pleasure, where human souls and tortured for all eternity for their vile or minor sins... Within it all, laid a blackstone fortress of construction alien to the realm of torture, still flying flags of the realms owner but alongside another flag containing a heraldry of a new kind, A ram's skull with an opened third eye in the centre of the temple...
This Flag belonged to the Demon of Dreams and Nightmares, a fiend who was born human but through the vile machinations of Perdition's pit kind who dwell in this realm of Torment and Torture was ripped from his life to become the first of his kind, an all new kind of monstrosity to be used as playthings, guard dogs and halftime entertainment for them while they plot whatever they can to torment the mortal races in the material world. The name that the creature goes by in the material world, is Dante, to make reference to numerous characters of demonic and no so demonic origins. Though the demon's true name... What it was born with down here in the Realm of Torture... Was Albtaroz.
Outside the blackstone castle, its walls and fortifications guarded by pit fiends who had been corralled and Revenants that had been taken with the promise of one day being freed from their wrongful creation, demonic monsters of pit origin and mortal demons who had just arrived here were being beaten like fodder against the crumbling ground by the ruler of said castle... Atop the castle battlements, stood a Revenant that Dante had rescued many years ago while a much smaller Imp stood beside her, red eyes baring down on the hulking mass of raw demonic flesh as it brutally ripped an imp in two with a inhuman roar, making the serventile Imp net to the Revenant audible gulp. Utterly consumed by bloodlust as its power was subdued yet allowed to run wild within sight of the castle.
After a while of this senseless slaughter, not that it mattered as these beasts will be back in time for the process to begin again, the female Revenant lept from the battlements only to reappear through smoke at the hulking monsters side. "Are you quite alright now? You were rampaging for quite awhile."
The moment her voice was in the air, the hulking beast reared its head with inhuman motion, glaring down to the visage of the young woman before those eyes softened, peering back around to the bloodied piles of half awake gore around them before it lifted a hand to snap its fingers. Half hearted groans soars to raging screams were fueled by roiling flames "Much. I detest letting myself go like this but its all for the sake of self control. I am sorry to keep you waiting, Franchesca." The Female Revenant smiles softly at this as she nods. Dante's true body speaks softly, its unholy and warped voice was usually booming and loud, though he controlled himself around the other beings under his command. Most of them were once human, though others were tamed Pit beasts, Imps and creatures of torment that he knew would be useful to him... As Demon of Nightmares and dreams, he was naturally a part of the Plane of Torment that was named and owned by Yolg, to this end he is responsible for the collective nightmares of the sector of Chili, they give him power and by right he fuels them and dabbles in contracts to give peoples enemies more nightmares or worse or unending ones... He didn't care for the work, by rights he was a more righteous soul that did not like to mess with human happiness or their lives. But that doesn't mean he doesn't take immense pleasure in curing just about any Senator or evil person bound for his lord realm with such sweet torment before their fated day to come down here... But at the same time he gives people dreams, even takes contracts with mortals to deliver them pleasant dreams in much the same way. Of course the price is not as high, it will always be a sacrifice to his name and such.
A small, pudgy and well dressed, grey skinned Imp with one of its ears missing trots its way up to the pair of them, prostrating himself before the hulking demon before him before he could feel the abyssal eyes of his lord on him. "M-My lord, one of your dolls just came back after fighting with that Zoconian you sent them to dual... She has apparently made interesting headway in that bizarre power of hers."
Abltaroz already knew all of what his doll knew naturally, and just about everyone including the Imp knew this, but he still liked to have the little bastard doing something. See, this imp used to be his jailor back when he was first created, and Dante loved nothing more than to push this little welp around. To cement his place in the hierarchy and to get back at him for the rest of eternity. "Wonderful. Now I want you-" He says snapping his finger again, revealing charred remains that still murmured and softly writhed in pain "Get rid of this mess, the stench is ruining my view." The demon of Nightmares took a step back towards his blackstone castle, a low rumbling chuckle in his throat while the Imp looked wistfully compliant. "Y-Yes my lord..."
As the Imp got to cleaning up the charred and still complaining gore, Abltaroz and Franchesca started to stroll back towards the castle, starting to treat across a cobbled path and a garden of his own creation. The female revenant looking up to her master as she voiced a concern on her mind. "Why do you maintain a presence on the mortal realm master? Especially after the business with your wife and daughters.... I am saying that surely one of your servants can maintain affairs for you instead! Much like myself."
Before the great metal gates to his castle, as they slowly screamed open as they were raised and scraped with metal on metal, the demon looked down to the woman. Taking in her likeness, shoulder length auburn hair, crimson red eyes, soft facial features with freckles and wearing a rather modest maids outfit, fitting of her position as his personal aide. The Demon simply shook his head before answering, starting to walk within the courtyard of his castle with a low rumble in his throat as he recalls the terrible memories of what happened to Bree and their daughters, images and details that he could never bring to the attention of John or the Vampires Daughter. "Despite what had happened to my beloved... I enjoy conversing with the mortals and immortals of that flawed world, I've even found myself a worthy rival I look forward to fighting in Samuel Mason... But with the cogs turning ever faster, hastening the repeat of that year being upon us again... I cannot waste resources. All of you, every last one... Will be used when the time comes. And you, my sweet and vigilant aide... Will be by my side as that year comes... And this time, we will bring righteous hell as chaos reigns.... It will be wonderfully violent." His eyes trail off, as deeper worries fuel his need for more time but with days growing closer... All he could do was ensure that lives could be saved here and there, he ultimately did not care for the eternal war between Paradise and Perdition, though he would fight... Because his KING would have him do so, otherwise the boons that had been granted to him would be easily taken away. Dante was certainly powerful, undeniably so, but even the fractured Godling was stronger still. "Now then... How about some tea to sate my nerves? If you don't mind?"
The pair reach the personal study of the demon after passing through a large stone archway within the courtyard and down several corridors adorned with portraits of long erased demons that he had devoured to make himself stronger and such, their riches, knowledge and powers falling to him to use. Within the study was a fireplace at the back of the room, a large rug made from the pelt of a massive pit spawn that he had killed, a large chair made of its bones and pelt, the walls of the obsidian room held bookshelves filled with tomes of various facets of lore and knowledge, some pertaining to Wabachan mythos, others relating to Synnadine nursery rhymes and folk lore, and several others were just dad jokes that will now go unused for a time... The hulking body shrinks as he rests comfortably in the chair.
A moment later, the revenant woman walks into view with a tray and a newly fashioned cup of a demons skull was held with a newly poured drink of tea ready and waiting. The abyssal eyes of the demon looked down to the cup before clawed fingers snake around the handle and lift it up, a satisfied rumble in his throat sounds as he thinks to the creature now writhing in the castle basement... That beings suffering will not bring back his lover or their daughter, but it would make sure that their souls will rest. "Bree... Kailey... I hope you both find peace... At least you won't have to live through the repeating year..." In solemn silence, he sipped away at his tea while he continues to plan for the year ahead. And how yet he can shape the mortal powers to be more ready.
The Princess watched on as events begin to unfold and she starts to understand the true horror of what this storm was capable of. As soldiers dwindle in number and tanks begin to explode in an infrequent manner, she begins to understand the disaster they will face in the future. That is when she understood something, you would need insane willpower to even survive the storm, nevermind whatever comes after... The hearts of mortals were surely strong in the right circumstances, but this was something that dispatched them like flies.
That was when she remembered Vaile's words, she kept her eyes towards the storm, even as all those below lost their lives as they failed to stand against the storm... Sh remained knowing she could not allow herself to fall here. "I am starting to see what you meant... Such a thing is... Certainly horrifying. To kill those with weak hearts. It's... All so horrifyingly anticlimactic. Most people will want to die fighting but to know that if you turn your back to it, let fear dominate you... If your spirit falters at all... That's it. I don't even want to think of the initial death toll this will bring... Likely in figures I never wanted to have to associate with a tragedy again."
Hehold, a man with insomnia
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Hehold indeed, my fellow nightgoers.
Hehold I am awake at 11 in the morning
...what have i stumbled upon
Hehold, I am deceased!
"It is not the weak among them, Princess. Those warriors were all strong of heart and spirit, and had the will to fight for their homelands. All infused with magical power. But this close to the epicenter, to the Old God, its presence is simply beyond humanity. Only my shielding you is keeping your soul intact. This close, from this particular world, only high ranking Enochians can withstand an existence this potent." The view Sophia has of the approaching storm is narrowed as the opening twists a little more shut, keeping out some of the whispers and uneasiness that have become palpable with the approach of the Old God. "Soon this world's pantheon will attack. Once it reaches shore. It has been so long, since I have lain eyes on it. How little its curse has changed, after all these years..."
Damn... I had hoped they’d forget!
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."
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."
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."
"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?"
Her eyes widen more as the Princess went to look up to Vasile, forgetting for a moment she couldn't see him from this perspective, hearing the fact that this collection of clouds housed the 'Old God' that Vasile had mentioned once before. And hearing that Vasile's intervention was the only thing from keeping her from a final death that no resurrection can bring her back from, set her heart cold.
Hearing that only high ranking Enochian beings could withstand being this close, something clicked in her mind... Is that why Salem has so many Forgotten of high power? So he has a sizable force still standing when this thing arrives? Her train of thought is broken as she notices the opening made for her closed ever so slightly while whispers start to creep in her ears and a great unease started to grip her. Much to her hold on her heart growing tighter. How could such a thing exist naturally? This terrible power was obscured... How convenient that Vasile's people matured and thrived under it. "Forgive me if this seems a tad insensitive... But I fail to see how anything beautiful can flourish under something so... Maddening."
You said Primal and I got excited for a brief moment. Then I realized you were not talking about the show, and now I'm just disappointed
What do you think of the 5e UA Ranger subclasses and stuff? I'm liking the options.
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Hey, perhaps we could close regional borders, so the nations with hordes couldn't come in?
Already done my friend
"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.