Perfection
She was the heiress to the largest, and by far, the wealthiest corporation in the world. She was Bulma Briefs- Vice President of Capsule Corporation, owner of a brand new red Ferrari, and lover to Tokyo's cutest stud. Simply enough, she had everything! With the brains of a genius, and the body of a goddess, women envied her seemingly flawless complexion, whilst men admired her pronounced curves. Did I mention her wonderful boyfriend? Her life consisted of purchasing the latest fashions and dining at the most extravagant restaurants to inventing the newest high-tech gadget. At the age of three-and-twenty, Bulma was at an exceedingly good advantage. What more could she ask for?
Yet, one fateful day turned her world upside down, and that was an understatement. Bulma would soon learn that she had the misfortune of being caught in the end of times. It was Armageddon!
-and she was left behind...
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They say that when you love somebody, you love them for their imperfections...loving them for who they are.
-but what about somebody who had none?
He was the most beautiful being ever created by God, and whether it be by Holy Graces or from elements unknown, it was true. He was perfection!... but that very perfection is what led to his condemnation. Perfection turned out to be a curse, and a fatal one at that. Fatal--- you ask? Despite what that damning word implies, this being of which I speak is still very much existent, but 'twas his heart that died that wretched day.
His rightful name was Lucifer, Arch Angel of the celestial Heavens, and loved by many...but those days are far-gone. Though many take pleasure in calling him Satan, Un-Holy One, Prince of Darkness- and numerous other foolish human prattle- he was Vegeta, ruler of the damned.
Did he mention that he was damned along with 1/3 of the population of celestial beings-angels, if you must, though he was loath to utter the foul word--? No? Okay, well he was, and that populace was out of billions... need he elaborate? It wasn't his fault that the idiotic beings rallied with him, no, it was there fault that they were vulnerable to his hypnotic presence.
Ever since that humiliating day, Vegeta had been downcast into, considering there isn't any light way to put it, hell. Otherwise known, as Earth. Yes, you read right- Earth. And, no, there aren't two. He, along with the countless others, had occupied the mud-ball for eons, it seemed, until another creation suddenly disturbed his way of life.
Humans were born.
Thus, the beginning of revenge began. Though he hardly could say being a serpent was enjoyable, creating the original sin was a delectable treat. Obviously, the Holy One learned from his mistake, Vegeta had thought whilst tempting the unknowing pair of beings. For those creatures, those beings of flesh, were vulnerable, and they were weak.
They were imperfect.
Though Vegeta remained a part of the spiritual realm of Earth, he had watched the centuries stretch, and had been the culprit of many downfalls. What, did you think the Roman Empire was self-destructive? With him in the middle of it, it was.
But now, it was the final rebuke of his down casting...it was Armageddon!
And it was time for his finale--- and he had the perfect pawn for his plan.
...Vegeta just never suspected the wish to be able to love again.
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Hello everyone, as you can see I've got a plot forming in my head, but at the moment I'm indecisive as to whether I shall actually act on my idea. Hence, the reason I have posted this short introduction to my un-official story, Perfection. I'm slightly worried that the story line is offensive, thus, am seeking you're opinion. What do you think? Should I write it--- toss it? Either leave a review stating your opinion, whether it be in the positive or negative, or email me at Viny88_CSJ@hotmail.com
Thank you all for your time, C.M.S
She was the heiress to the largest, and by far, the wealthiest corporation in the world. She was Bulma Briefs- Vice President of Capsule Corporation, owner of a brand new red Ferrari, and lover to Tokyo's cutest stud. Simply enough, she had everything! With the brains of a genius, and the body of a goddess, women envied her seemingly flawless complexion, whilst men admired her pronounced curves. Did I mention her wonderful boyfriend? Her life consisted of purchasing the latest fashions and dining at the most extravagant restaurants to inventing the newest high-tech gadget. At the age of three-and-twenty, Bulma was at an exceedingly good advantage. What more could she ask for?
Yet, one fateful day turned her world upside down, and that was an understatement. Bulma would soon learn that she had the misfortune of being caught in the end of times. It was Armageddon!
-and she was left behind...
* * * * * *
They say that when you love somebody, you love them for their imperfections...loving them for who they are.
-but what about somebody who had none?
He was the most beautiful being ever created by God, and whether it be by Holy Graces or from elements unknown, it was true. He was perfection!... but that very perfection is what led to his condemnation. Perfection turned out to be a curse, and a fatal one at that. Fatal--- you ask? Despite what that damning word implies, this being of which I speak is still very much existent, but 'twas his heart that died that wretched day.
His rightful name was Lucifer, Arch Angel of the celestial Heavens, and loved by many...but those days are far-gone. Though many take pleasure in calling him Satan, Un-Holy One, Prince of Darkness- and numerous other foolish human prattle- he was Vegeta, ruler of the damned.
Did he mention that he was damned along with 1/3 of the population of celestial beings-angels, if you must, though he was loath to utter the foul word--? No? Okay, well he was, and that populace was out of billions... need he elaborate? It wasn't his fault that the idiotic beings rallied with him, no, it was there fault that they were vulnerable to his hypnotic presence.
Ever since that humiliating day, Vegeta had been downcast into, considering there isn't any light way to put it, hell. Otherwise known, as Earth. Yes, you read right- Earth. And, no, there aren't two. He, along with the countless others, had occupied the mud-ball for eons, it seemed, until another creation suddenly disturbed his way of life.
Humans were born.
Thus, the beginning of revenge began. Though he hardly could say being a serpent was enjoyable, creating the original sin was a delectable treat. Obviously, the Holy One learned from his mistake, Vegeta had thought whilst tempting the unknowing pair of beings. For those creatures, those beings of flesh, were vulnerable, and they were weak.
They were imperfect.
Though Vegeta remained a part of the spiritual realm of Earth, he had watched the centuries stretch, and had been the culprit of many downfalls. What, did you think the Roman Empire was self-destructive? With him in the middle of it, it was.
But now, it was the final rebuke of his down casting...it was Armageddon!
And it was time for his finale--- and he had the perfect pawn for his plan.
...Vegeta just never suspected the wish to be able to love again.
**********
Hello everyone, as you can see I've got a plot forming in my head, but at the moment I'm indecisive as to whether I shall actually act on my idea. Hence, the reason I have posted this short introduction to my un-official story, Perfection. I'm slightly worried that the story line is offensive, thus, am seeking you're opinion. What do you think? Should I write it--- toss it? Either leave a review stating your opinion, whether it be in the positive or negative, or email me at Viny88_CSJ@hotmail.com
Thank you all for your time, C.M.S