Geryuganshoop peeped open his eyes, moving around in his bed. A yawn escaped his mouth as his tentacles stretched out. A tentacle grazed the floor, getting a feel for the area. It brushed up against the floor, touching a random object. His eyes widened as his sat up. Observing the area, there was nobody there. He looked at what he touched, and tilted his head.
Picking the object up, he observed it. Medication, wait what? Geryuganshoop muttered to himself, turning around the pill bottle. The section that would have the dosage recommendation was covered by a note, to which he pulled off and read.
Geryuganshoop, I've offered pain medication for your soreness. The next bottle is for vitamins. I've also accustomed your diet to a something more healthy. You consume way too much caffeine for your weight.
He scoffed, before remembering the events of the day prior. It actually happened, it wasn't a dream. He then looked at the dispenser next to his bed. The caffeinated beverage that was usually there was now replaced with tea. Geryuganshoop sighed, grabbing it with one tentacle while taking a pill from both bottles. He slammed the pills down his mouth before taking his "beverage" with him.
On the other side of the ship
Two aliens were scrambling around with the blueprints to the throne room's interior and everybody's current schedule. The room was in disarray, with notes scrambled everywhere.
"We got this, if Geryuganshoop can do all of this so can we!" The smaller alien, Asriel plead.
The other alien, Morphis was trying to organize things, " We're fucked! Done for! Geryuganshoop might slaughter us!" He yelled hastily.
"Calm down you ape-ish assistants," Geryuganshoop called, coming into the room.
"Geryuganshoop!" Asriel and Morphis yelled!
Asriel stepped forward, greeting Geryuganshoop, "Thank goodness! We've been trying to start you're work since you weren't here and- wait why are you drinking tea?"
Geryuganshoop sighed, walking past them whilst sipping tea, "My apologies for being a few minutes late, now let me sort this quickly before you guys get yourselves in too much of a fuss."
Morphis had a huge sigh of relief, wiping off the sweat off of his forehead, "My greatest apologies Geryuganshoop Asriel was just overzealous, and I uhh,"
"Freaked out about someone being late for like 10 minutes," Asriel interrupted, "Ok it's not too bad, we organized stuff."
Geryuganshoop looked at the notes, particularly the scheduling of the workers for the day and the throne room blueprints, "Ok there is a lot of work here. Morphis, you're going to have to send these blue prints to the leader of the physical labor division. Also make sure we have these blueprints scanned and uploaded. Got it?"
Morphis nodded, grabbed the blue prints, and scurried off quickly.
Geryuganshoop then looked at Asriel and pointed to a random computer, "Asriel, I need you to contact Melzargard on the device over there so that he can aid in the reconstruction of the throne room. Make sure to also contact Groribas, as he is needed to continue carrying the new pieces of artillery to the ship's testing room to examine my designs. Understood?"
Asriel gave a thumbs up and walked her way over to the communication device. They both worked on their duties, with Asriel managing communications while Geryuganshoop managed everybody's schedules for the week on the table sized computer. Based on the messages Boros left the day prior, the ship would stay here for a month before takeoff. Knowingly that, Geryuganshoop could calculate not just the minimum number of workers required for expected tasks, but the management of the resources being used. He was doing so at an accelerated rate, much faster than normal. Asriel glanced over to Geryuganshoop's screen, observing his work.
"Workin on those calculations Geryuganshoop? Was it the tea putting a fire under your- tentacles?," She asked.
"No, it's none of your business," He abruptly spat out.
Asriel chuckled, walking over to his side. Unlike Morphis who was rather big with overall slimy skin, Asriel was rather thin, with many claws over certain areas of her body.
She leaned on the table like computer and crossed her arms, "Yeah you're right. That's why I wanna know. You're not a tea drinker who works this fast, did that issue in the throne room get you startled or something?"
Geryuganshoop shook his head, raising his head to face her, "Yes, but not for the reasons you expect."
"Ah, got it," Asriel admitted, snapping her fingers, "You caused it."
"Agh fine!" Geryuganshoop admitted, "I fought Boros and used the pillar as a projectile, does that satisfy your needs?"
Asriel's face went pale as she took a step back, "You fought Boros, how did it go?"
He nodded, obviously. "Ok you made me spill the beans now let me just do my work, I have to be an hour ahead of schedule," he whined, earning a scoff from Asriel. Ah yes the person he is holding himself back not to slap her is scoffing.
A then disappointed sigh came from Asriel as she turned away. "Okay fine," she muttered silently, walking off to the other side of the room.
Geryuganshoop sighed in relief. Now he can finish his work.
Hours later
Boros waited as the time passed, the seconds serving as a growing spark to her fuse. She had finished her small daily duties and was now pacing around her room with a communicator in her hands. Every second she passed the lavender rugs, the wine colored bed, and the several devices that cost so much to only be used maybe once or twice. All she needed was an answer, any response to confirm her new hour of life with Geryuganshoop.
It had been a while since her last training session, with her strength already being incalculable and it not being required for her to maintain her slim yet lean physique. Despite that she kept her routine engrained into her mind, and despite the fact that Geryuganshoop had a different physiology she had made sure everything would go according to plan, with every detail being accounted for. All she needed to fight at the moment was time.
The sudden sound of her communication device got her attention, to the utter joy at the message she received. She clicked the device to see Geryuganshoop responded to her.
My lord I am in my room. I have an hour and a half available, any instructions on where I go?
Boros shivered in excitement, scrambling to type anything coherent onto her device.
Geryuganshoop. You must head outside of the ship, move 3 miles north and then head west for 1 mile. I'll be there shortly.
She smiled, placing her communicator on the bed before going out of of the room. Boros took deep breaths as she stepped out of the room. It was a quick exit to the outside of the ship, jogging through halls and turning corners. It made her feel so dumb, so idiotic. The great dominator of the universe was jogging, but any minute saved was a luxury.
Boros went to the door to open it, only to find it already opened. Geryuganshoop must be quicker on foot than she anticipated. She cracked her shoulders before sprinting off and away from her ship. She knew where it was, down to the specific trees to which surrounded her little area. When she got there she was pleasantly surprised.
Geryuganshoop already stood in the middle of the arena, his eyes glued to the nature around him. It felt, indescribably peculiar, from the floor around it to the trees that gave it an addicting feel. Behind him Boros stood.
"Afternoon Geryuganshoop, are you looking forward to your first day of training?" She asked.
Geryuganshoop jumped a little, turning to face Boros, "Agh! Oh, eh sorry my lord. So, what activity are we going to start with?"
Boros examined him throughly, looking at his body. His bone structure should be self explanatory. "Stretch your tentacles, in all directions. It improves flexibility."
"Oh ehm. As you wish." Geryuganshoop sat calmly and stretched his tentacles, extending them to a reasonable level.
"Go farther, it's about pushing yourself," Boros exclaimed, walking closer to Geryuganshoop.
Geryuganshoop struggled, pushing his tentacles out far and ignoring the significant amount of discomfort. His eyes widened as a large cracking sound came from his entire body, causing him to fall over. Boros silently gasped, almost calling his name to see if he was okay but luckily he sprang to life with a confident laugh.
Geryuganshoop spun around! surprised by his very own movements, "My lord! Where have you learned this technique?! I feel so unshackled, so free from this mortal realm," he asked.
"It's called stretching. It's very basic," Boros replied, causing Geryuganshoop to silently look down is embarrassment. "Regardless, can I crack your neck and shoulders for you? I don't want you to kill yourself."
"Yes my lord," Geryuganshoop said, as he leaned over to Boros' level. She grabbed him by the shoulders and in the blink of an eye cracked his neck and shoulders, causing a small shriek that soon diverged into excitement.
"So Geryuganshoop, I have a simple test for you. The way to which I have trained myself involved constant physical torment through combat. To not do so would be foolish, so my apologies, but today will leave you harmed. Understand?"
"Yes my lord."
Geryuganshoop started to focus on the environment around him. The area was significantly more open then what the throne room had, with the major downside being it's lack of dense materials on the immediate surface. It was still possible to make those weapons, he just needed time to pull it out of the ground, or if possible he can try some new tricks. In a few seconds had a plan was conceived.
Boros got into her ready stance and looked at Geryuganshoop, who had his eyes closed. The ground around her then shook as she sank into ground, making her feel several tons heavier. She legitimately felt pretty heavy, with a lot of telekinetic force being concentrated into a small area. She smirked as she leaped in to the air, overwhelming the force pulling her down and crashing onto the floor. By that time Geryuganshoop had pulled out some of the metals from the floor and chunks of the ground, to which he launched at Boros. Simple. She jumped out of the way, dodging a few rocks before grabbing one herself and chucking it at him.
Geryuganshoop's eyes widened as he ducked, avoiding the projectile. He didn't use his shield? Before Boros could wonder about the possibilities two rocks smacked the back of her head as metallic projectile sent her flying into the air.
Boros grunted, trying to look at the ground before noticing those same 3 projectiles coming at her. She waited before punching the projectiles, scattering them into molten bits across the battlefield. Geryuganshoop had a smug grin as he took the scattered pieces sent them back as if it was raining lava. Boros was dumbfounded, blocking to avoid the pieces raining up on her. Thinking quickly, she made contact with one of the pieces, using it to propel herself into the ground before charging at Geryuganshoop. Boros got in three punches, albeit holding back a bit, but unexpectedly Geryuganshoop used the opportunity to grab and slam her onto the floor, again leaving Boros dumbfounded.
Geryuganshoop then threw the molten hail back onto Boros, restraining her with his telekinesis long enough to hit her eye multiple times, getting an audible yell from the dominator of the universe. She then forced herself up, grabbing a few of the projectiles before throwing them at Geryuganshoop. He slowed them down with his telekinesis, but it still hit him in the shoulder, causing him to wince a bit. Boros then used the opportunity to kick him, to which he only dodged the first attack, before being sent back a long way.
He made rough contact with the floor, looking up as Boros as his injuries made his body ache. He still had a confident grin on his face, to which Boros was still confused by, but by now she had to charge at him. She tried to charge at him but came in contact with a psychic barrier. "What the...? What is this?" She asked out loud.
"Just wait," Geryuganshoop remarked, as he concentrated really hard. Boros was confused as she was about to punch the barrier. A snap heard behind her, one that Geryuganshoop was too familiar with.
Nuclear fusion.
Boros' eyes widened she was covered in a fiery explosion, the blast expanding to the barrier's walls and keeping an intense amount of heat comparable to a star. The vibrations of the explosion shook Geryuganshoop, as he tried to keep his barrier intact. Geryuganshoop's barrier cracked and shook, a white ball of death being contained in the ball. Sweat dropped from his forehead as veined made their outline on his skin. It was too much, yet he still needed to contain it. Geryuganshoop looked at the ball as his body's pain still tortured him. Screw it, he'd live. Probably.
He let go for a few seconds as the ball expanded rapidly. Geryuganshoop was running away, waiting for a fraction of a second before putting a barrier in front him, one that cracked under the pressure that the explosion put on it.
As the smoke cleared, Geryuganshoop removed his psychic barrier and used his remaining power to lift the smoke from the surroundings. The area was rather blackened from the explosion, leaving behind very little for the imagination. "My lord! Where are you?!" He called.
He squinted his eyes to see a figure walking towards him. One that wasn't as bulky as he anticipated. He used more of his telekinetic ability to clear away some more debris as the figure became visible. It was Boros, with only pieces of armor that remained on her and a charred face.