100 years of sacrifice, 100 years of pain
Disclaimer: I am in no way the owner of the anima DBZ, these rights do not belong to me.
Please enjoy this chapter, and this should clear up the whole connection to the anima.
I no could no longer feel as if in a stupor, nor did I feel as if I was falling. Everything seemed to make sense, or more sense then I have ever known before. I turned, my back to the man on the thrown and his paper in his hand, but then I spun around again and this time took notice of his odd- shaped head of hair. It was as if a flame, black as ebony...'the devil indeed' I remember thinking to myself. 'What have I just gotten myself into?'
He then smirked at me, as if knowing my thoughts and my intentions on leaving. "Leaving so soon?" he asked me. His voice was deep and it reverberated off the high ceiling and walls. "I was hoping that I would be able to introduce myself, and then perhaps talk a while about some...arrangements that have been made." He smirked again, two fangs evident from his grin.
"What the fuck are you? What the fuck is going on?" I remember asking this but regretting it the moment the words left my mouth, at that very moment his eyes glowed an eerie blood red, and it made me realize that I may have made my problem worse.
"I young sir, am an eternal god," he chuckled viciously and turned his gaze back at me. "Who now owns you and every thought that you think. You are my puppet, and I am the puppet master. You may leave this place, but know that you are forever under my control, and you are forever in my debt. I will call on you as I need you, and I shall make you do my bidding. In addition, if you dare cross me, then the rest of your eternal life shall be in suffering. May you never forget this? I change your name, Once known as Goku, which was before, when you were living, now once you are dead, you shall be named Kakoratt! You will join the others that I control, and you will be introduced to them in time. You have time for yourself now, use it wisely, and go. Remember, you are mine."
"Wait, before I go, what is your name?"
"Call me prince, and that is all you need to know."
"I want your name...prince."
"Then you shall have it in time, now go!"
I then turned and removed myself from their presence. I knew what needed to be done. He needed to be killed, and I knew then that I was unable, but soon, I will find a way to kill this all-mighty prince, and take the title for my own.
I left the demolishing building, knowing that I will soon return to do the princes bidding. And that had not disturbed me then. However, 100 years later things tend to fall together, and you can see the bigger plan.
The man that had first approached me in the bar, so long ago, for he was not known by the name "Dan" only around the mortals had he been called that, he was truly known as Napa, although he had gained the ability to change form. Where, I am not of knowledge to know.
Nevertheless, I had heard of the man that the prince serves. He is of Demonic form, a tail that strikes quickly, horns that pierce the strongest of armors, and eyes that kill the heart, and kill the soul with but a look. Moreover, all of these things make me realize that perhaps I should wait for my enemies to find me, and then perhaps...What am I saying? I am only 100 years through my beginning of my eternal life how should I suppose that I defeat such men? Is that even possible? Perhaps it is...for where there is evil, there must be good. Moreover, perhaps that is just what I need to find. How hard this man is to find is one thing, but me needing to find him is another.
And this, after such a long introduction to the beginning of the end of my life, is the beginning to my quest for the truth, my need for answers, and my plots of revenge. I have lost my family and my life, now he is how this is how it all began, and I am the one who shall create the ending.
Should I create chapter 3?
Disclaimer: I am in no way the owner of the anima DBZ, these rights do not belong to me.
Please enjoy this chapter, and this should clear up the whole connection to the anima.
I no could no longer feel as if in a stupor, nor did I feel as if I was falling. Everything seemed to make sense, or more sense then I have ever known before. I turned, my back to the man on the thrown and his paper in his hand, but then I spun around again and this time took notice of his odd- shaped head of hair. It was as if a flame, black as ebony...'the devil indeed' I remember thinking to myself. 'What have I just gotten myself into?'
He then smirked at me, as if knowing my thoughts and my intentions on leaving. "Leaving so soon?" he asked me. His voice was deep and it reverberated off the high ceiling and walls. "I was hoping that I would be able to introduce myself, and then perhaps talk a while about some...arrangements that have been made." He smirked again, two fangs evident from his grin.
"What the fuck are you? What the fuck is going on?" I remember asking this but regretting it the moment the words left my mouth, at that very moment his eyes glowed an eerie blood red, and it made me realize that I may have made my problem worse.
"I young sir, am an eternal god," he chuckled viciously and turned his gaze back at me. "Who now owns you and every thought that you think. You are my puppet, and I am the puppet master. You may leave this place, but know that you are forever under my control, and you are forever in my debt. I will call on you as I need you, and I shall make you do my bidding. In addition, if you dare cross me, then the rest of your eternal life shall be in suffering. May you never forget this? I change your name, Once known as Goku, which was before, when you were living, now once you are dead, you shall be named Kakoratt! You will join the others that I control, and you will be introduced to them in time. You have time for yourself now, use it wisely, and go. Remember, you are mine."
"Wait, before I go, what is your name?"
"Call me prince, and that is all you need to know."
"I want your name...prince."
"Then you shall have it in time, now go!"
I then turned and removed myself from their presence. I knew what needed to be done. He needed to be killed, and I knew then that I was unable, but soon, I will find a way to kill this all-mighty prince, and take the title for my own.
I left the demolishing building, knowing that I will soon return to do the princes bidding. And that had not disturbed me then. However, 100 years later things tend to fall together, and you can see the bigger plan.
The man that had first approached me in the bar, so long ago, for he was not known by the name "Dan" only around the mortals had he been called that, he was truly known as Napa, although he had gained the ability to change form. Where, I am not of knowledge to know.
Nevertheless, I had heard of the man that the prince serves. He is of Demonic form, a tail that strikes quickly, horns that pierce the strongest of armors, and eyes that kill the heart, and kill the soul with but a look. Moreover, all of these things make me realize that perhaps I should wait for my enemies to find me, and then perhaps...What am I saying? I am only 100 years through my beginning of my eternal life how should I suppose that I defeat such men? Is that even possible? Perhaps it is...for where there is evil, there must be good. Moreover, perhaps that is just what I need to find. How hard this man is to find is one thing, but me needing to find him is another.
And this, after such a long introduction to the beginning of the end of my life, is the beginning to my quest for the truth, my need for answers, and my plots of revenge. I have lost my family and my life, now he is how this is how it all began, and I am the one who shall create the ending.
Should I create chapter 3?