Chapter Twenty- 'One Kai of a Situation'
(Author's Note: Dragon Ball Super is owned by Akira Toriyama.
The only things the author owns are the OCs and story.)
"Good morning!" Corsa hollered, waving as she approached the pair, her presence acknowledged by a light nod. Both beings were engrossed in their game, equally determined to end it. Motioning a piece upwards, Beerus leaned back, grinning in triumph.
"Check."
The angel examined the board skeptically, finding a flaw in the destroyer's plan.
"Huh, you sure about that?"
The angel threw the god's plan completely off kilter, motioning a stray piece the destroyer had overlooked. He grumbled, irritated at himself for declaring his victory prematurely. "Damnit," he muttered, crossing his arms as his eyes narrowed, intent on beating his teacher.
The goddess took a seat next to the seer, the oracle fish enthralled as they watched.
"This is getting intense," it stated, hanging halfway out of its bowl. The woman quickly examined the board, catching up to where the two where at. She grimaced, the tension of the close game hanging in the air.
Beerus glanced over, his eyes falling on the band around her finger. 'Has she noticed yet?' he thought, absently scratching his head as he debated his next move. The attendant wasn't going easy on him, leaving nothing in the open, no piece left unguarded. Finally lifting a finger, he moved the closest piece up, warranting a response from the goddess.
"Eh…"
He looked over, raising a brow at her.
"Hm?"
Corsa shook her head, displaying her disapproval of the move. Sighing, he returned the piece back, crossing him arms in frustration. Corsa walked over, holding a finger to her chin as she got a closer look, analyzing any possible counter the destroyer could take. The angel grinned at the intense concentration of the pair, neither one able to beat him as of late. Putting his hands behind his head, Beerus leaned back, sparring a glance over to his companion.
"Well, figure out anything?"
He received no response as Corsa stood on her tip toes, adjusting a higher piece before taking a seat beside the destroyer.
"That's it," she declared, "That's the only counter you can make. Had you moved the other, he would have got you. Geez, you really put yourself in a corner here…"
Indignant, he grumbled.
"No shit, but did you help any?"
Taking a moment to think, she admitted while stifling a chuckle, "Nope. Probably made it worse."
"Ergh, you little-"
"Actually, you might have something there," Whis replied, appreciating the new layout. After the four looked the board over, the angel sighed, declaring his conclusion.
"Hate to admit, but I don't see any possible moves I could make either. You managed to put us in a stalemate, my lady."
The destroyer groaned, looking over to his companion, mumbling, "And the balance god strikes again."
"Hey, I was just trying to help!"
Bowing his head forward, he returned his gaze to her, narrowing his eyes.
"The road to hell is paved with the best of intentions. I don't know how, but you manage to do this every single time."
The goddess had attempted to 'help' him before, neither having a hope to beat the angel on their own. Her natural tendencies forced the game to eventually even out, neither party able to claim a victory.
Rising from her seat, she took a few steps from the trio, looking back over her shoulder.
"Fine, I'll just let you drown next time. At least you have a chance with me around."
Beerus locked eyes with Corsa, maintaining his position.
"It's not a chance if you stalemate the game. Now we have to start all over."
"Well excuse me for wanting to help your hopeless ass!"
The god scoffed, exclaiming, "Better to be hopeless than in a deadlock."
"Oh for the love of- can we train now?" she asked Whis, tired of their little debate. The angel negated the game board as he chuckled.
"Of course."
Reclining under a nearby tree, the god observed their morning session, his thoughts returning to the tiny band, the golden passenger mocking him as it glistened in the sun, the woman completely unaware of its presence. 'What's she playing at?' he thought, narrowing his eyes, clenching his jaw. Was she purposefully ignoring it just to keep their little farce of a 'game' going?
"Come on…" he grumbled, closing his eyes as he rolled over, his frustrations at the object sickening his senses. 'Just frickin' notice already!'
Landing on the ground some time later, the balancer jogged up to her companion, her long tresses flowing over her shoulders as she stood above him.
"Hey, you ready for lunch?"
Pulling him from his thoughts, he gazed up, finding her giving him one those smiles that could brighten the darkest corners of his mind. He sighed, no words coming to him. Standing up, he gave up on the thought of confronting the woman over the ring. 'To hell with it. She'll see it eventually…'
"Hm," was the only response she received, the pair heading across the field to go inside. Taking a glance up, she pursed her lips, curious about the distance she felt between them. Reaching out, Corsa grabbed his arm, stopping him in his tracks.
"Hey, is everything okay?" she asked, eyes locking as she patiently waited for his reply. Tilting her head to the side, concern plain as day on her face, he exhaled, rubbing the back of his neck as he glanced away.
"Yeah, I'm fine."
"Really? Doesn't seem like it."
Putting a finger up to her chin, she thought, finally asking, "Is this about the board game? If it is, I'm sorry."
"That's not it."
"Okay," she said, gaining his attention as she took his hands in hers, narrowing her eyes at him. Though it bothered the goddess that he wasn't being forthcoming, she decided not to push the issue, lest she risk a meaningless fight.
"Promise?"
"Yes, yes, I promise, everything is fine. Can we just go in already? I'm starving!"
Chuckling, she grinned, her concerns placated over hunger being the root of his problem.
"Sure thing, let's-"
Their attention was shifted to a person suddenly appearing some distance away. The Supreme Kai approached the pair, halting just a few feet from them, noting the pair hand in hand.
"Greetings. Um, am I, interrupting something?"
Releasing his hands, she stated, "No, not at all. How's it going, Shin?"
"Rather well, thank you. Finished training for the day?"
"Yup, we were just going in for lunch. Care to join us?"
"I'm fine, thanks."
As the deities ate their meal, the four conversed over the woman's progress. Whis mentioned an instance where the goddess managed to pin the destroyer down, impressing Shin. The angel credited the woman's increasing speed and dexterity for the feat, causing the god to cringe at the mention, knowing the angel only brought it up to irritate him. He caught Corsa giggling out of the corner of his eye, knowing full well she was the source of his distraction that day, copping a feel when Whis wasn't looking, managing to trip and pin him in the confusion.
"Don't read too far into it, she caught me off guard" Beerus stated, stuffing his face before returning to the conversation.
Glaring her way, he quipped, "If you weren't so damned clumsy, perhaps you could win an honest fight."
"Oh, come on, that was funny. I didn't expect it to work out, it just happened to."
Their companions were left perplexed, unaware of what the two were talking about.
"Hmph," he scoffed, taking another bite before replying, pointing his utensil at her.
"If you ever overcame that flaw, you wouldn't have to rely on such offhanded tactics."
Glancing away, Corsa mumbled, "I'm only 'offhanded' with you."
"Could you can it?!" Beerus exclaimed, the woman acting far too familiar. He was still extremely cautious about their relationship being common knowledge, a thought she apparently gave up on. Realizing his outburst had an audience, the god sat back down, clearing his throat as he regained his composure. He decided to add his input to the prior conversation.
"While Corsa is gaining in speed and power, she still has a long way to go before she'll have a chance against a destroyer. Perhaps in a couple centuries, she'll make a decent challenge for me."
"Wow, couple centuries, huh? Got a whole lot of faith in me, don't ya?" she said, narrowing her eyes.
"Just stating the obvious. Besides, it's a complement," he offered, "least I don't feel like you'll die instantly in a fight now."
Twirling her meal around a fork, she gave a deep sigh, feeling indignant at his goading. While he was being generous for her benefit, passively complementing her progress, he knew she was still technically a non-fighter. The fact she was still inept at defending herself against a destruction god unsettled her. Frustration grew over not being able to trust herself without Beerus, never leaving his side since that day at the hospital. She felt like an inconvenience at times, relying on him for so much, wondering what she really contributed to the relationship, aside from her obligatory duties.
Pushing her food around the plate, she suddenly lost her appetite, impatient with how long it was taking her to get stronger. As much as she cared for him, she didn't want to lean on the god forever. Corsa wanted to be acknowledged as someone who can stand on their own, someone that could be relied on. Someone he could rely on. The balancer didn't want him to worry over her forever, knowing that she was at present a prime target, something others could use against him. Until she got stronger, none of that would change. They would be stuck in this protective bubble of theirs, a prisoner of her own ineptitude. Even though he didn't mean anything by it, she couldn't help but feeling how she did, loving and resenting her dependence on him at the same time. Huffing, she narrowed her eyes at the silverware, muttering under her breath.
"Geez, love you too…"
Beerus' ear twitched, perceiving the hushed utterance loud and clear.
"What?"
"What?" she quickly replied, realizing how her sarcastic comment could be taken, proceeding to fiddle with her food, staring a hole into the plate. 'Why the hell did I say that?' she thought, praying he would just let it go. Pointing a finger, the destroyer began to question, "Did-did you just-"
"So, Shin! What brings you here today?! I thought our next meeting wasn't for another month."
Taking the Kai by surprise, he replied, "Uh, yes, that is true. I actually came by with some rather urgent business, and I was looking to gain your assistance."
The goddess perked up, curious over what she could possibly help the creator with. She was eager to have something, anything, to break up her free time.
"Sure thing. What's up?"
Shin dove headlong into business, explaining that a core person, the first one born in millennia, went missing. Noting Corsa's expression, he described the method of which Kais were brought into the world, originating from fruit bared by the Kaijou Tree. The color of the fruit determined what kind of Kai they would be, some of lower rank occasionally elected and groomed into elevated positions. Golden fruit, the color the missing person was born from, had the distinction of proclaiming the birth of a Supreme Kai, the occurrence rare. Core people of this ranking where cherished, highly prized in some universal black markets as a result. Shin expressed concern that this person's absence was possibly due to an abduction, a thought that gravely concerned the creator. Beerus sighed, assuming that both deities would be assisting him.
"Seems a bit of a pain to me, having three gods look for one measly child."
Shin turned his head to the destroyer, perplexed by his words. His assumption was one the Kai had hoped to avoid.
"Actually, I was only needing Corsa, for the task."
"Pardon?" Beerus inquired, the balancer concurring with the destroyer.
"No offense, but I don't see what I can offer locating this golden, 'core person,' or whatever. I wouldn't even know where to start."
Shin nodded, stating, "Though I agree, we don't really have a choice in the matter. The Grand Priest asked for you specifically to assist."
"Huh? The Grand Priest?!" she exclaimed, recognizing the title from what the angel had told her.
"Why wouldhe want me to help?!"
The creator god sighed, himself grappling with that same question.
"I'm not sure, but when the Grand Priest asks for something, you have to do it. No questions asked."
"So, he says 'jump,' I say 'how high' huh?"
"Pretty much," Shin replied, following her analogy.
"Don't misunderstand, his orders come down from on high, following the Omni Kings' decrees to the letter."
Being educated by Whis on divine hierarchy, she suddenly grew nervous, not having a chance to meet these elusive superiors. "Trust me, it's a good thing you haven't," Beerus had assured her, stating that the gods were only summoned to the Omni King in the most dire of circumstances. She shrugged, relenting to the fact that she would just have to go.
"Well alright then, guess we should go and find the little guy. You ready?" she offered, Shin rising from his chair.
"Yes. We'll leave right away. The sooner we find them, the better."
"Why did we bother with lunch, then?"
"Oh, well, I figured it'd be best to have as little distractions as possible. Hard to concentrate on an empty stomach, right?"
"Seems fishy to me," the destroyer said, crossing him arms.
"Sorry, but what is?"
"Why wouldn't the Grand Priest just contact us directly?" he asked aloud, looking to Whis. The angel remained expressionless, curious over the same thing. Whis hadn't received any calls as of late, equally perplexed by the indirect communication as his lord.
"That's something I'd like to know as well," his attendant finally admitted.
"Perhaps he didn't feel the need to, since Supreme Kai was coming by anyway," the goddess offered up as an excuse, thinking back to the grapevine-like correspondence she had encountered working in the medical field. It made sense to her, not bothering to relay information if someone was already on the way. Unconcerned, she rose from her seat, looking to the present company.
"Oh well, no use debating about it now. Doesn't sound like we have a choice anyway, right?"
Walking outside, the pair prepared to depart, Corsa placing her left hand on the small kai's shoulder. Something shiny caught her attention, raising a brow at the sight of it.
"What is-"
As the pair disappeared from sight, leaving the angel and his charge alone in the grassy meadow, Whis' attention was divided, glancing over to his staff. The sphere's blinking glow alerted him to a message, listening to it before approaching Beerus.
"Apologies lord, but we just received a call from the Grand Priest."
The destroyer waved it off, replying, "Ah, probably telling us Supreme Kai was coming by. Odd though, he's usually so punctual…"
"I'm afraid it's not about that."
"Hm?"
"Seems the Omni Kings' have requested your immediate presence."
"Eh?! What do they want?!" the god exclaimed, taken aback by the request. The attendant gazed into the orb, not gaining an answer.
"Hm, not sure. The message only states that your presence is required…"
The god groaned, wondering what on earth the Kings of All would want with him, feeling oddly popular as of late. Bowing his head, he exhaled sharply.
"Very well, let's go," he responded, hoping the visit would be a brief one.
His attendant's tone was as expressionless as his face, replying, "No, my lord. I'm afraid they only want you. Transport will begin in ten seconds."
"WHAT?!"
Scrambling, Beerus took to the ground, taking a knee and placing his fist down, the traditional stance to take when summoned before the Omni King. Bowing his head, the destroyer was taken to another realm in an instant, the angel left alone to his own devices. 'Huh, wonder what that was all about. Oh well,' he thought, shrugging as he raised his staff, needing to keep his appointment with the Earth bound Sayains, deciding to pick them up that day.
"They certainly won't mind if I show up a little early…" he said aloud, tapping the ground as he began his journey across the cosmos, a pillar of light trailing behind him. He would remember to ask the Grand Priest about the odd correspondence later.
Arriving at their destination, Shin explained to Corsa that since the sixth and seventh universes are in the middle of the twelve, they were closest in proximity to the World Core, deeming it part of his responsibility to check in from time to time. The pair were greeted by one of the elders, tasked with looking after the fledgling kais, only eighty of them present at a time. Supreme Kai chatted with the elder as a crowd of young cores exited a massive castle, the location described to Corsa as an education complex. Eyeing the similar, yet odd looking creature, a small group approached the balancer, brave enough to confront such a being.
"Hello," a shy one offered, hiding behind a taller peer.
"Oh, hi there," Corsa replied, warned by Shin to be cautious of divulging too much of the outside world.
"What's wrong with your ears?" another one piped up.
"Hm? My ears?"
"Yeah, they're so small. I've never seen a Kai with small ears before."
"Well, I'm not a Kai. I'm a balance god."
Hearing her comment, more gathered around, eventually forming a larger crowd.
"A balance god? What's that?"
"Yeah, I've never heard of those! Are they like a destroyer?"
"Well.." she trailed off, looking for the best words to describe her position. Corsa took a step back, the crowd of small knowledge seekers bombarding her with a menagerie of questions, the woman unable to decipher their words.
"Woah, woah, one at a time!"
Shin and the elder glanced over to the crowd, laughing at the inept deity.
"They're certainly a lively bunch," the creator commented.
"Indeed they are. So inquisitive at this age. Do you think she'll be alright? They can be quite forceful."
"Oh, I think it'll be fine. What's the worst that can happen?"
Holding a finger up, she gained the crowd's attention, silencing her captivated audience. Deciding on a technical description, she lectured them on what a balancer was, what they do, and what conditions were needed to be elected to the position. When she paused, the cores met her with silence, mulling over her explanation. One finally spoke.
"So, you were mortal?"
"Yes. I was a doctor on a planet called Earth."
"How old are you?"
"Twenty-four."
"How many of you are there?"
"Just me at the moment."
She watched as the peers talked amongst themselves, alarmed at their concerned faces.
"What? What is it?"
A spectacled core stepped forward, acting as spokesperson for the group.
"So, your election occurred, because the Supreme Kai and destroyer of your universe were doing such a poor job."
"That's the jist of it, yeah."
"And Shin is your Supreme Kai, right?"
"Well, yes…he's the creator god of universe seven. Why?"
More mumbling could be heard amongst them, their little heads finally turning to face her.
"That's a shame to hear. We thought Shin was doing so well. This really changes our opinion of him."
Panicking, she waved her hands in front of her, worried she might have said too much.
"No, no, he's doing just fine! It's our destroyer who's a pain in the neck! They just don't get along that well!"
"Where do you live?" one from the back asked, the random question welcomed by the goddess.
"I live on the destroyer's home world. His name is Lord Beerus."
"Hm, sounds like you don't care much for him either."
"Hey, don't put words in my mouth! I said he was a pain, not that I didn't like him!"
This comment caught the crowd's attention, their prolonged silence causing her to flinch.
"Eh, something wrong?"
The spokesperson approached again, pushing the glasses up the bridge of their nose.
"So, you do like him?"
"Y-yes, we get along. Kinda part of the job," she responded, not sure where the conversation was going.
"How well do you get along?"
Corsa was thrown for a loop, beginning to feel uncomfortable.
"Whaaaat do you mean?"
"Well, are you two, close?"
Blushing furiously, she leaned forward, exclaiming, "That, that's none your business, kid!"
The core spokesperson grimaced at the comment, exclaiming, "We're not children! The youngest among us are a couple thousand years old. You're the child here."
"Eh?! Seriously?!"
"Yeah," one stated, pointing to a nearby Kaijou, adding, "you might as well be hanging up on that tree still."
"Gee, thanks a lot!"
The spectacled one approached her again, narrowing his eyes as he inquired, "Tell me, are you a 'sexually mature' member of your species?"
"I'm not gonna answer that!"
"So, you're not then."
Furiously scratching her head, she yelled, "Oh my g- yes! I am!"
The group turned to themselves, giggling over something. Frustrated, Corsa bowed her head, asking, "Alright, let me in on the joke. What's so funny?"
The smallest amongst them stepped forward, innocent eyes meeting hers as they asked, "Have you two kissed yet?"
"Uh…" was the only response that came out of her, blushing instantly at the direct question.
"I don't think that's an appropriate quest-"
"They have," said the spokesperson, it's glasses gleaming in the sunlight.
"I just read your mind. You were taking too long to answer."
Before she could react, the goddess found herself bombarded by the tiny army, knocking her down as they stood over her.
"You did! You did! How scandalous! Is it even allowed? Have you told each other how you feel yet?"
"It's none of your business! Get off me already!"
Looking over, she saw one not joining in on the 'fun,' her spectacled nemesis staring her down, most likely reading her mind again. 'Don't dig too deep, kid. You're not gonna like what you find…' she internally warned, her plea going unheeded as Corsa watched the color drain from it's face, eyes going big as saucers. Falling backward, the spokesperson exclaimed, "You- you two have fornic-"
"SHUT UP!" she screamed, jumping up to put a hand over the core's mouth, the rest of the crowd looking inquisitively at the embarrassed deity. 'Son of a- this couldn't get any worse…'
"Mhat's mith meh mring?" her captive questioned, desperate to get the woman off it.
"Huh?" she asked, releasing her grip, the small figure stumbling forward. Turning around, the core asked again.
"The ring. It keeps playing over and over in your mind. What's the significance of such an object?"
Stomping on the core's head, she exclaimed, "Would you quit that?! It's extremely rude to read someone's mind!"
"Sorry! Sorry! I didn't know!"
"Is it something special?" the shy one asked, approaching the flustered balancer, relenting her attack on its spectacled peer. Looking to her hand, Corsa thought about the ring, wanting to know the exact same thing.
"Hm? Well, to be honest, I don't know. If it's what I think it is, then yes."
"Oh? And what would that be?"
"What's an engagement ring?"
She turned to the mind reader again, glowering at them.
"I told you to knock that off!"
"JUST TELL US ALREADY!" the crowd yelled in unison, taking Corsa aback. Looking again to the small band, she sighed, describing that in her culture, one of the pair, typically the male, would present a ring to the female, offering it as a gesture of the man's desire to spend the rest of their life with their partner. The ring is a symbol of their commitment to the relationship. The young kais looked up to her, perplexed, never hearing of such a thing.
"Meaning?"
Groaning, she replied, "It means they want to get married. How do you say? A 'life-long monogamous relationship,'" she finished, using quotation marks in the air.
"OOOOHHHHHH…." The group responded, understanding her final statement. Putting her hands on her hips, she smiled, confident that the interview was over. She was horribly wrong.
"How does one go about it?" one chimed in, the rest of the audience whipping their heads around, excited anticipation plastered across their faces. Her eyes went wide, flinching at their undivided attention.
"What? Proposing?"
She was met by a wave of nodding heads, her captive audience remaining silent.
"Uh well, let's see, when a person proposes-"
"Can you show us?"
"Eh?! Show you?!"
"Yeah! We study all the time about universal customs, but it gets so boring! Seeing a demonstration would be a huge help!"
"Okay, um.." she trailed off, taking the ring off her finger as the crowd took a step back, leaving a lone core in front of her.
"Whaaaaat are you doing?"
"You typically do it to one person, right?"
"Yeah, but-"
"Do it to Ro!"
"Yeah! Ro will volunteer!"
"I-I will?" the shy one questioned, their face flushing at the unwilling participation. Slowly taking to one knee, she looked up to her unfortunate victim, blushing as furiously as the shivering form before her.
"This is just an example, okay?"
"O-okay…" Ro replied, grabbing it's arm. Corsa groaned, sliding her free hand down her face. 'This is what my life has come to, dear god help me…'
"Ro," she started.
"Yes?"
"…" she hesitated, in utter disbelief at what she was doing. The young kai cocked their head to the side.
"You alright?"
"Just, give me a second…" she said, holding a hand up. 'Come on, Corsa. It's not a big deal. Just get it over with so they can have their goddamned demonstration and you can get out of here!'
Clearing her throat, she returned to her position, holding the ring up to Ro, still on bended knee.
"Ro, since the first time we met, I haven't been able, to get you out of my mind…"
Noting the expressionless look across Ro's face, she sharply exhaled, continuing.
"The time we've spent together has been some of the best moments of my life, and I can't imagine spending one more minute of it without you…"
Holding the band up a little higher, she locked eyes with the Kai, blushing even harder as she finished her statement.
"Ro, would you do me the honor of being my-"
"WHAT IN THE WORLD DO YOU THINK YOU'RE DOING?!" Shin yelled, knocking the woman over with the speed he had approached, the group groaning at the interruption. Corsa bolted upright, leaning in as she hollered back at the creator.
"THEY WOULDN'T LET IT GO! THEY WANTED TO SEE WHAT A PROPOSAL LOOKED LIKE!"
"I DON'T EVEN KNOW WHAT TO SAY TO YOU RIGHT NOW!"
"WHY DIDN'T YOU COME AND SAVE ME EARLIER?!"
"I THOUGHT YOU COULD HANDLE IT!"
"WELL THANKS FOR BEING DEAD WRONG!"
The pair slowly turned their heads, their argument being observed by the small crowd of wide-eyed faces. Grabbing her arm, Shin excused them, hurriedly stating they needed to leave. After a brief pause, a current of hands shot up, bidding the young balancer farewell.
"Bye Lady Corsa!"
"Bye!"
Their short walk away from the crowd hung in tension-fueled silence, the Kai's head bowed as the goddess trailed awkwardly behind him, the two unwilling to break. Scratching his head, Shin finally stopped, turning around to glare the goddess down.
Pinching the bridge of his nose, he sharply exhaled, inquiring, "Mind telling me what you were thinking, showing them something like that? Cores are very impressionable beings. One misplaced statement could alter their mindsets indefinitely."
"What do you want from me?! Those pint-sized bastards entrapped me! It's not my fault if the little sponges hold on to that!"
Sighing, the creator relented, knowing they had no time for this debate. Though he was extremely curious over the object, they had more immediate concerns. He would remember to ask about it later.
"What have you. What's done is done. I was able to gain some information from the elder."
"Oh, well that's good. What'd he have to say?"
"Well, by all accounts…"
Whis had spent the last couple hours sparring with the Sayain prince and his peer, sparing a passing glance at his staff. The angel was certain that Beerus would be contacting him anytime, knowing that his lord wished to limit contact with his child-like superiors as much as possible. He smiled at the thought. The god was probably chomping at the bit to get out of there. Witnessing the scepter's orb pulse, he put up his hands, halting the training session. Summoning it, Whis gazed into the orb, expecting to see his charge begging him to fetch him. His hopes were dashed when his other charge came into view, eyes raised with surprise.
"Oh, Lady Corsa. Greetings. How is the search? Any leads?"
Landing on a distant world, Corsa sighed, the planet being the third one they'd checked.
"Well, a little slow on this end. Shin was able to get some intel from the Core's elder, but nothing's really panning out. Hate to say, but this might take a while…"
Wearing a pleasant grin, the angel replied, "Well, that's to be expected. You are looking for the next Supreme Kai, after all. Just be sure to do your best and feel free to contact me when you're through. Good luck."
"Thanks!"
The mortal pair were waiting for the call to conclude, antsy to continue their training. The alien prince narrowed his eyes, noticing a ghost of concern race across the attendant's face. He was distracted by something. Rejoining them, Whis gave an apology, stating that training would have to be done for the day as he had other tasks to complete. As the mortals went in for dinner, the angel trailed behind, attempting to make contact with his lord. The staff suddenly made an odd sound, relinquishing its function. Perplexed, he tried once again, gaining the same result. Looking up to the heavens, Whis' face held a stern countenance, concern beginning to grow within him. Why hadn't Beerus contacted him yet? And why couldn't he gain a connection?
Author's Note:
Thanks for reading chapter twenty!
Well, looks like Corsa finally noticed! Though she's not certain, she certainly has a guess!
But it sounds like it'll be some time before she can confront Beerus about it.
Will Shin and the balancer be able to find the core person before it's too late?
And what do the Omni Kings want with the destroyer?
Stay tuned!
As always, reviews are encouraged and greatly appreciated.