[ Self-Contained OP: Tatsuya Kitani – Rapport ]
By The Heavens, What The Hell!? Two Sleeping Giants Awaken For The Sake Of A Dream!
Angels.
Gods.
Mortals.
Animals.
Ogres.
Demons.
Of the three worlds, these beings reside.
But within all and neither of these creatures, there lies an uncertain blank space. A seventh entity.
魔人
Majin. Djinn. Both suit this being.
Not quite a god or demon, yet so vastly above every other form of life that they may as well be considered either. Magical, physical, and spiritual prowess on par with and even exceeding all but the highest of the divine, with destructive potential and affinity for wickedness dwarfing all but the worst of devils. And yet, undoubtedly the purest beings in creation.
They quite literally find their roots on the World Tree. Unlike the Kai, creator gods that serve as the tree's fruit, they are the tree's welts, absorbing evil and allowing the Kai their purity and natural goodness. To create beings absent of sin, absolute evil must be spawned in return; for every fruit, a new blight. If left unchecked, they become parasites; they begin absorbing the energy of the tree itself, granting them shape and will.
For the lower realms, this is a calamity. One was allowed to run amok; the first and last, accompanying the first Kai who fell from the tree as a necessary evil.
That blight was called Majin Buu. A natural disaster that shaped the universe.
To compensate, an order was placed: Destroyer Gods, the regulated inheritors of Buu's role, purge the tree of impurity every thousand years, lest more "Buu" hatch.
Billions of years ago, there was a Destroyer who, curious of the Majin's ability to destroy and hibernate, sought to create a "replacement" so that he may sate his own vices.
The Heavens suffered for his sloth. An incident, and the being responsible, to never be spoken of:
The Cicada.
"The World Tree!" shouted a tubby kaioshin, sprinting over the hill. "It's dying!"
The circle of kaioshin stopped their mapping of a new galaxy, initially too stunned by such a claim.
"What?" one bushy-faced peer asked, puzzled. "How'd you figure that?"
"It's… it's screaming! I can hear it!"
The other two eyed each other, as one muscular kai in the center rose.
"We'll investigate. A matter of this magnitude cannot go dismissed."
The fruits of the tree had shriveled. The grasses had browned for miles around its perimeter.
The muscular kaioshin looked on in horror. "N-no… the tree, it's… become a birthing place for demons…"
The young, dark violet-skinned kai sweat profusely. "B-but Kohal gave his word that… no, the tree was purified, it… IT CAN'T…"
The oldest among them chuckled bitterly. "Fools. That bastard told us what he needed to. He's seen what 'Buu' can do, and he wants another drone. He's doomed us all…"
The lavender junior shook his head aggressively. "P-please, elder, don't say such reckless-"
"MㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤmㅤㅤㅤㅤmㅤㅤㅤmㅤmㅤmmㅤuㅤmmㅤmmmmㅤmㅤㅤㅤmㅤㅤㅤㅤmㅤmM"
They all froze.
What they'd heard was loud. Like a giant insect.
"... no…"
They looked up.
Above them, a cocoon-like larvae, with several solid proboscis sunken within.
They looked on. Motionless.
And then the plump one screamed.
The leader among them roared a mighty "NO!" and shot all of her energy at the horrible creature.
"FOOL!" the bushy-bearded one lambasted. "YOU'LL WOUND THE WORLD TREE-"
"BY NO MEANS TO THE EXTENT OF WHICH THIS CREATURE WILL DAMN THE HEAVENS IF IT'S NOT SLAIN HERE AND NOW! IT MUST DIE, NO MATTER WHAT!"
"GRAND SUPREME KAI, STOP THIS!" the junior yelled, snapping the leader out of her madness. God and corrupt demon fruits alike were incinerated, taking a large chunk of the tree itself.
"By the gods…" she stammered, sinking to the ground.
The bearded one approached her, no hint of anger in his body language. "It's over."
As the other kaioshin slumped away, the junior and grand kaioshin remained.
The larger of the two stood, crestfallen. "It must be destroyed, lest Mechikabura grow an army. I… I will finish what I have started." Tears fell without sound. The junior longed to help, to ease her burden somewhat, but his matriarch's gaze forbade it before he could even speak. He only watched as she soared through the golden mist above and prepared to do the unmentionable.
8,218 days passed.
"GUAAAA—H!"
The others looked on in abject horror.
Her back had begun to bulge and pulsate, amidst a horrible, incomprehensible sound not at all dissimilar from the one they'd heard what felt like moments before.
The plump one rushed to attempt to kill what was attacking her, but his blast spewed divine blood and divine blood alone as his leader screamed in even more pain.
Eyes were bulging from her skull. Not just her own.
Her voice was crinkling in real time, saliva, sweat and tears flying from her face.
A group of gods capable of constructing a universe from scratch now felt as powerless as a nursery of infants, as their immortal, infallible lordship longed for death.
And then it happened.
The Grand Supreme Kai's back split open.
There was no blood. No spilt organs or fluids or anything of the like.
She'd gone completely pale. Like a shell.
And from it…
It was unmistakable, not under even the highest hazes of denial. The Majin had taken a fuchsia form, stealing the femininity and imposing stature from its victim, void of hairs with a head full of downward tendrils, and riddled with supernatural holes.
It had even given itself a name.
ﾶ҉ひ҉ﾶ҉ひ҉ﾶ҉ひ҉ﾶ҉ひ҉ﾶ҉ひ҉ひ҉ﾶ҉ひ҉ﾑ҉尺҉ﾑ҉尺҉ﾑ҉尺҉ﾑ҉尺҉ﾑ҉尺҉ﾑ҉尺҉ﾑ҉尺҉ﾑ҉尺҉ﾑ҉尺҉ﾑ҉尺҉ﾑ҉尺҉ﾑ҉尺҉ﾑ҉尺҉ﾑ҉尺҉ﾑ҉尺҉ﾑ҉!
The hollowed body of the once-grand Supreme Kai fell to the ground with an insignificant plink at the being searched frantically, bolts of energy firing off and devastating the landscape with every other glance of its beady eyes. All present were too terrified to move; that was until it spotted something in the distance.
"IT'S HEADING TOWARD THE SAPLI-" the old kaioshin exclaimed before a mighty gale blasted them back alongside thousands of kilometers of land.
"Muara" repeated its name ad nauseum, its head and jaw expanding in an instant to begin devouring the tree's life-shaping nectar.
The now-trained junior let out a concoction of sorrow and rage, charging after it and inspiring his brethren to do the same. But the beast looped its head and opened its maw, an impossibly-large stream of horrid energy leaving its maw. It was unmistakably essence akin to a god's, but a contorted, desecrated imitation; like a fallen deity's, a parallel albeit-infantile version of the once-Time Kaioshin's life force.
It was enough to send them all spiraling off, reducing the colossal kai world to a third of its original size.
He watched in real-time as all but his large friend were flayed to death in mind, body, and spirit, before crashing to the ground in his own bout of agony and insanity.
He could only croak, before witnessing his sole-remaining ally being approached, the creature silent and terrifyingly curious of the pests that sought to interrupt.
"NO… NO…" he stammered, taking a stand. The being sought divine energy. That explained why it didn't immediately kill the one it now analyzed, why it spent so long straddling the World Tree instead of immediately breaking off once it developed a form beyond its initial blight. Why it grew off his leader.
This one had developed a vice beyond bestial destruction. Something like that could not be, and yet was allowed to, exist.
The junior cast ki blast after ki blast, doing little to even move the arcane evil as its maw slowly opened, revealing a tongue like a fleshy piece of sharpened bark. His eyes filled with despair at the same time as his friend's, as he desperately struggled against the inevitable.
"Hakai."
And then the beast sailed backward. It kicked up a crater for miles, its incoherent screaming somehow growing louder as it gained distance.
The junior looked down at his own hand in confusion. But by the tie he could remember the voice behind him, its owner stepped before him.
"Tch. Not there yet, ey? Maybe if that bastard had gone out of his way to train me, things would be different." The figure stood with a presence akin to a nebula. The same complexion as himself, only much more feline in appearance. Like a hairless cat with a lion's roar.
He also wore his attire.
"A… mortal?"
The figure glared at the kai. "What, is that impossible? Well, get over it. I've been declared your new God of Destruction, so that 'mortal' hogwash, unlike myself, is going to grow old very soon. I only need one of you kai, after all, and I'd 'hate' to destroy you over something as trivial as insolence." He grinned, as the entity swam through solid rock to reach its new aggressor.
The once-mortal Hakaishin readied himself, firing off a typhoon of godly aura that made Kohal on his best days look like a novice. "My first day on the job, and I've already got a task on this level. Suck it, Champa!" he cackled, charging toward the Muara beast. "Master Whis, take care of the wounded!"
A soft hand laid upon the junior's shoulder so gently that he didn't even flinch.
"I've already told him that he can drop the 'Master' nonsense already," said the angel as he healed him. "Honestly…"
They fought for days on end, the new Destroyer on par with the beast perfectly. So strong, skilled, and tenacious was he, it was possible he may've been a challenge for Majin Buu himself, perhaps an equal. They tore through the realm of the kais, a new planet being destroyed every other minute; the countless, magnificent celestial bodies once dotting the skies were now reduced to a few dozen by the battle's end.
And the battle did end. The creature had attained so much intelligence, that it had learned to enjoy life, and even more, to fear death.
The god had come to terms with mortality long ago, and now held too much pride to lend the thought any credence.
As the Majin tried to flee, the wounded god struggled to raise his hand or even stand straight. "Darn…"
The junior kai ran to his aid, aiming the hand toward the foe as his remaining brethren supported the hakaishin up on his shoulder.
"This has to end, NOW!" the junior growled.
"Hh… that's the plan, after all."
— the divine right of the hakaishin.
"(I am the right of the scale.)"
A technique embodying their role in the cosmos.
"(At the end of my hand lies entropy.)"
No, enforcing the concept itself onto its target. The unparalleled strongest energy-borne technique in all of creation.
"(Before creation, comes...)"
It was, after all, its antithesis.
破
壊
{ HAKAI. }
The beast was undone.
The destroyer had broken past his natural limit. He collapsed to the floor, caught by both kaioshin. "... I… did it…" he wheezed, grinning. "As… expected…"
He looked toward both. "So, which one of you schmucks is gonna become the other's boss?" The hakaishin looked toward the junior – who, at the same time, screeched "NOT IT!"
The plump one shrugged.
Such is the case in the primary timeline, and countless others.
And in yet another countless others, an alternate spin of events occurred.
In one such universe, the god dies of his injuries, and the entity escapes. The Seventh Universe of these timelines has ceased to be.
But in a certain timeline, the hakaishin's final attack is simply too imprecise to undo the entity, and it fakes its demise. Silently rending planets of all life force in attempts to mimic the World Tree's nectar once more, it persisted for countless millennia in cycles of self-induced death and rebirth. For every new maturing, another planet's death, too erratic and subtle to be traced by the Heavens' eyes. If not for the meddlings of demonic witches, it would've evaded their watch for all eternity, in eternal hunger.
Except for one instance. One in which an eccentric's kindness "overwrote" the latent evil within before it could manifest in full. That instance would be its last.
And that evil had, at long last, resurfaced.
[ BGM: Jamie Christopherson (Unoriginal Soundtracks Mix) ‒ Rules of Nature (Loaded Mix) ]
"(This quality of energy…)" Muara observed, the clear gold-and-jade aura of the boy glinting in the distance. "(Ironic, isn't it? The same breed of power that killed 'Kaza,' stemming from her toy…)"
Muara's grim exceeded her face's boundaries. "(RIGHT NOW, THE FORM OF LIFE CLOSEST TO THAT TASTE…)"
Zinco's aura flared around him, in a gold inferno entrapped by jade embers.
"(IS THIS ONE!)"
"HHN… HRAAAAA—!"
The lower earth uprooted.
Both forces' ki tore the battlefield apart in an instant.
"(Crap…)" Pan lamented, covering her face and shielding herself with her returning energy. "(That Dark Energy from before really messed me up. I'm starting to lose track of Zinco's ki!)"
The half-blood charged, a shooting star as he left a bolt of light through the darkened sky. Muara's aura, akin to space's eternal void in color and depth, screeched as she darted toward him, her antennaendrils wriggling like mad. And meet they did, Zinco's strike missing the mad Majin by centimeters as his face was grabbed, Muara sending him through every structure sprinkled through the air; they'd hit very dangerous things, as select structures lit up in countless scarlet chains of splitting and fusing atoms once smashed to bits.
"ﾶﾶﾶひﾶひひﾑﾑﾶﾑひ尺ひﾑひﾑ尺ひﾶﾑ尺ﾑ!" It howled in sadistic glee, ecstatic over the pain she was most certainly-
"KAA!"
She flew back, hissing, as the reactions were cut short. The Majin contorted and controlled her body as if it were a puppet as she unnaturally maneuvered across the descending terrain. Cupping her hands, the space around her began pulling toward the formation of venta-black energy, before she sprang up a structure and toward Zinco. Spokes of light, a byproduct of light being swallowed by her energy, formed from her hands as she fired pure darkness, each sending out pylons that bent the space around them with every passing inch, crumbling the matter around them.
Zinco caught one with his energy, and was pushed to the ground by the superior force. By all means, the sheer nature of the attack as he held and felt it up-close should've sent his mind into a frayed spiral of madness in a struggle to even understand what was in front of him.
But that would require some level of higher thought.
To Zinco, it was something in front of him. That was enough.
"HAA!"
His aura briefly flashed in an azure shine, as he delivered a full-power palm that dispelled it entirely. He then squeezed in on himself like a slinky, before kicking the blast flanking him into oblivion without so much as an explosion.
"(... he's annoying.)" Around her, like a star system taking shape, dozens of erratic spheres surrounded her, turning the area around her pitch black; above her, a demonic eclipse-esque ball the size of a moon formed, before immediately condensing to the size of a mountain. "(Submit, you defiant snack.)"
It all surged toward him at the same speed, i.e. light-mogging.
Zinco looked at it with a hint of fear. Not a moment later, it dissipated into resolve.
"(YEAH.)"
With another blue flare preluding the increase of jade hail around his aura, he kicked himself into the air, steeling himself and unleashing full-power strike after full-power strike, each wave of localized deep-night shattering as their violent intent was wiped out. With each successful cancel, he ascended toward the mother-blast, his hair rising with each closer interval. And then he was swallowed by the orb of void. Muara gave an eldritch-ly wide grin in satisfaction.
And light erupted from the inside-out. Muara's smug head-tilt corrected itself immediately, replaced by a grimace. It exploded in a shower of particles, Zinco falling from it to the ground, and onto one foot. The other sailed over his head, and then, at the same time,
"RAAAAAAA!"
Crashed into the earth. Zinco's pupils faded for a moment, then returned to their emerald splendor in no time.
It was the loudest sound the announcer had ever heard.
It wasn't a scream of pain or a transforming roar.
He was merely letting off his burning fighting spirit.
The material around him burned to the point of melting, a tidal wave of molten rock and steel washing over the area,
And the world changed again.
Muara flipped through the air like mad, skidding across…
"(Damnable…)"
A rain-drenched forest.
"(No, dammit… HE'S the prey! So WHY…)"
She looked at her hands.
"(WHY IS IT THAT I'M TREMBLING!?)"
She looked around. "(And this accursed scape! Why am I seeing it!? If it weren't for that avatar's cowardice, I would've killed 'that one' easily!)"
Zinco stared her down, as if giving her the first move.
"(What is he doing to my attacks? He's growing in strength for some reason, but he's still weaker, I KNOW he is, so WHY…! Is he not DEAD!?)"
"Isn't he great?"
Her head corkscrewed behind her, ready to tear apart the interloper that wasn't there. Upon seeing nothing, her beady eyes bulged with veins, as they sensed the prey-animal's approach behind her.
"rURAMuara!" It screeched, growing more limbs and angrily flailing backward in an effort to tear the half-blood apart. Zinco then appeared behind her once more, a nasty gash across his face as his hair flew wildly, cut once more as the blue tint around him vanished as soon as it appeared.
The influx of 'that' energy drew Muara's cravings wild, her anger eroding with unquestioning hunger and excitement, her neck jutting forth to sink her teeth to-
.
.
-unquestioning hunger and excitement, her neck jutting forth to sink her teeth to-
.
.
-to consume his essence. It took the entity a curiously-long time for the entity to come up with that. And then it hit her.
Again.
And again.
"(YOU…!)"
Looming over the boy, she brought down her fist to anni-
巻雲
Brought down her fist to-
巻雲
Fist to巻雲
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巻雲 巻雲 巻雲 巻雲
The ground cracked beneath a boot.
"SHAAAA!"
巻{ CIRRUS }雲 ! ! !
There was no pain. That was one thing that terrified her. Because whatever THAT was, she knew, should've hurt.
But what haunted her most of all was what she'd been left with. The unending need for chaos and violence that dominated the primordial Majin's existence, was fading from her.
She jumped back in unending trembling, crashing through an entire volcano and finding solace in its dark chaos.
"(How… it's not natural… how is he DOING this!?)"
"What do you mean, 'how'?"
The billion-year old composite manifestation of divine wickedness frantically looked around in the dark, confused and afraid. "(WHO ARE YOU!?)"
"You've been watching us all along, haven't you?"
"(SHOW YOURSELF! NOW!)"
"Then you should know there's nothing natural about him."
A thirteen year-old girl with her face walked by. "That's what makes him so cool!"
Muara was seeing a ghost. Her expression fit.
"(You don't… YOU CAN'T EXIST!)"
Kaza smiled. "Maybe. Zinco saved me, though. If I disappeared, he'd probably cry. So would Mei and Mr. Ceushius."
She grabbed her heart. "So from now on, this is as much MY body as it is yours, you monster."
A shriek atomized the volcano, resulting in an eruption that shook the small planet to critical condition.
"Mm-mu-mu… MURAAAAA—!" She screamed, exploding in a storm of venta-black energy that undid all in its path. "(GET OUT! GET OUT OF MY HEAD!)"
"SCREW THIS, MATCH OVER!" Pan yelled. "ZINCO, GET THE HELL OUT OF THERE!"
"No!"
"WHAT!?"
"Kaza's hurting right now!"
"T-THAT'S NOT KAZA, YOU IDIOT!"
"Yes it is!"
"CAN'T YOU FEEL HER ENERGY!?" Pan screamed, hoping to make her point through the fact that he couldn't-
"No!" Zinco yelled back, powering up before dashing toward his crush.
His everything burned the closer he got to her, his aura struggling against the black.
"(THAT… PERFECT 1…) ... CLOUD… WALKING… FIST…"
"(IS WHAT I NEED TO BE, RIGHT NOW…!)"
Ki.
It takes a myriad of forms. From the good-natured, to the evil. It can be altered with magic to attain mystic properties, fused with natural elements to amplify their effects, and imbued with the soul to reinforce itself a hundred-fold.
There are also breeds of ki that distort the universe unnaturally. Demonic and, most-especially, dark ki, follow this principle, defying the natural laws rather than slipping by with a cost.
But there is one more breed of ki. One that rewrites the world's laws and enforces the user's will onto the world. A fraction of its effects can only hope to be mimicked by the finest of refined ki, and even then, the cost of doing so is unparalleled. Only the most potent of Dark Ki can hope to compare to such a force as this.
This power is wielded by deities, and those of their level.
And through thousands of years of tireless cultivation, species' entwining through fate, and the ultimate byproduct's unwavering conviction…
Mortalkind had created a deity.
麒
麟
拳
{KIRIN FIST!}
His aura transformed into a beast donning wheels of spiritual flames, with a horse's golden body, growing jade in the middle, and ending in a dragon's azure head.
A being of peace that savaged evil by the roots.
It pierced through the storm of dark energy with its perfect sole antler and ate Muara whole.
There was no explanation remotely scientific.
It devoured her "Id." Her desire to inflict pain and chaos, her will for evil. It was now within the beast's sword-toothed mouth.
Zinco's concept of "evil" was forcibly banished from her. It turned, reared atop its hind hooves, and…
Trunks looked up.
"Was that… a dragon's roar…?"
Dina looked up, mortified. "IS… IS IT OUTSIDE!?"
Kora looked at the screen, mortified. "WHAT… THE HELL IS HE!?"
Neither Neoru nor Mei had words.
They silently accepted the fact that they knew neither of the gods on that platform.
The winner of that battle would win the tournament. There was no longer room for doubt.
… I… uh… h-huh? What?
Pan just stared, as the beast disappeared in photons.
Nothing could describe what she'd just seen. In any case, Zinco's ki was detectable again.
"Ha… ha…"
Nothing outside of guilt had ever made him feel such a way,
But he reeeeally wanted to die at that moment.
"Owww…" he giggled. The feeling was weird. He couldn't really describe the unfathomable pain he was in; in fact, it didn't really feel like pain. It had to be something new entirely, it hurt so much.
He decided on "Kroukai," because they tasted really good at first, but those had a really bad aftertaste that Kaza didn't seem to notice.
His mind was drifting. Something yanked him back to reality:
[ BGM: Re:Plus ‒ It All Turns Out Great ]
Kaza's lips on his.
He hadn't noticed that he'd held her in a bridal carry since the spirit qilin dissipated.
"I give up!" Kaza shouted cheerfully, holding two peace signs.
All the while, Zinco had gone red, as his frizzled tail wagged back and forth. Somehow, he was the one steaming.
"A… ha-ha… ha…"
Pan – the announcer, as she had to remind herself – cleared her throat.
The winner is… the win… m-hM-HMMM! THE WINNER IS… ZINCO!
"YAAAAAAAAAY!"
"Yaaaaaaay…"
"H-hey…" Dina slowly creaked around like a rusty chair, pointing at the TV. "H-he technically violated the ref's ruling, yeah? T-that disqualifies 'im, yeah?"
Kora thumped her on the head. It didn't knock her out of her stupor.
"Shut up, idiot." She sighed. "I just watched someone run through at least three states of Super Saiyan. I think I'm going to need to train pretty hard, get my mind off things." She turned to Devine, pointing at Dina's decrepit state. "Are you game-"
Devine squeed. "OH. MY. GOOOODS THAT WAS SOOOOO CUTE! I TOTES CAN'T TAKE THAT MUCH SUGAR, I'M GONNA GET FAAAAT! THEY'RE LIKE, SO ADORBS TOGETHER!"
Kora stared. "... Devine, do you want to train?"
"Oh yeah sure."
"... neat."
Katlij looked over to Neoru, who still looked dumbfounded.
"... he found a way…" he muttered, a crooked smile creeping up his face. "Holy shit…"
The brenchling noticed his eyes suddenly widen, as he looked over to the girl whose hair currently concealed her expression.
"Odd…"
Tengonasu stepped by his side. "Yep. He's been giving bonita over there weird looks all fight. Even had a little spat not long ago."
Both watched the small young woman walk away, and Neo frantically attempted to follow soon after; a wall of golden threads blocked the exit after she left, leaving him inside.
"Wait, that's the girl who told Kaza to fight earlier, right?"
"Now that you mention it… yeah..."
"Hm, hm-m-m-HM! Hm, hm-m-m-HM! Hm, hm-m-m-Hm. M. m. m. HM~"
Kaza moseyed back to her room, thinking about how dreamy Zinco had acted throughout the match.
"(Curse you.)"
"(Oh, you ARE still around. I guess you really are just… me.)"
"(You shouldn't even exist.)"
"(I've heard that before.)"
"(... the first chance I get, I'll make you… I'll…)"
"(Wonder how long it'll take for your evil to come back…)"
"(Shut up.)"
She turned the corner, and saw someone by the door's side.
"... Hi," said Kaza.
"... Hi," said Mei.
"I… I wanted to congratulate you."
"... thanks. It wasn't really me, but-"
"Nonsense!" Mei exclaimed. She paused. "... sorry. That was rude."
"No, it wasn't much else. You can keep going."
Mei shrank. "... you were remarkable in battle. That qi I sensed, so long ago… it finally sprang forth."
"Mh-hm!"
"(FILTHY LITTLE WRETCH, HOW DARE YOU NOT CREDIT THE SOURCE!? I'LL BE SURE TO DO NOT-NICE THINGS TO YOUR IMMEDIATE PERSON THE SECOND I THINK OF SOMETHING!)"
"(Um… good luck, I guess.)"
"And I…" Mei continued. "... I thought you would give up without resistance. I believed you only wanted to see him advance, to let him pursue his dream unchallenged… but you challenged him. Beyond his limit." One of her eyes twitched, and she hid it with a forearm. "You saw your dream in his fists and forced him to become the man you knew him capable of becoming. And I believed you to be so simple… I have failed you twice now…! My own vow to you... was broken by my own pride...!"
"... what are you talking about, dummy? You DID keep your vow."
"... what?"
"We pushed each other over our flaws."
"... but-"
"And…"
Kaza approached Mei. The latter stepped back in fear. Not of Kaza, however.
"And you gave your fight everything you had."
Watching Mei continue to fight, despite the turmoil she was in, Kaza cracked her screen with the pressure of her resting thumbs. Tears fell.
"(You idiot...)" she lamented, gritting her teeth so as to block any oncoming sobs. "(Why are you going that far...?)"
"You could've won, so many times. But you wouldn't settle for anything less than fair. Sure, you got a bit... crazy, sometimes, but... you're just weird like that. You'll grow out of that, eventually. But all in all..."
"Wai-"
Before Mei knew it, she was ensnared.
"You kept your word, and you didn't even need to promise. You're the reason I went as far as I did. That's why no matter what, Mei... you'll always be my best friend."
"... ah…"
"(No matter what you two dummies get up to…)"
"Ah… u… geh…"
"(I'll do everything I can to make sure you can still smile.)"
"AAAAAA-HA-HAAA…!"
Kaza smiled, as Mei ugly-cried in her arms. Both dropped to their knees, embracing.
Behind a corner…
Zinco looked to his right. "You're smiling."
Neoru looked to the ground. "No I'm not."
"That's definitely a tear, isn' it?" Jin grinned.
"Fuck ooooff!" Neo pouted.
The two semi-finalists sat against the wall, as the two beyond the corner reconciled.
"... Neo... why do you still wanna fight me?"
"... Cus' I feel like it."
"... Then I'll kill that feeling for you. So you can be happy with your friends."
"You won't," Neo said back, confidently.
It was like Neo had called the sky green with polka dots.
Of course, he'd say that.
"Yeah, I will," Jin said back, confidently.
Neo smirked. "... whatever."
Jin smirked. "Yeah."
[ Self-Contained ED: Haruka Sawamura (Makusensu Mix) – KONNAN Jyanai! -Haruka and Noa mashup- ]
EXTRA_STEP: Stupid Revengeance Reference #2
MURAAAAAAA!
/"What!?"/ Trunks stammered. /"They have Dark Energy, here!?"/
He scrambled to the speaker. /"PAN, TAKE OUT THAT DKU AND-"/
Pan held up a sign simply saying "PLOT."
/"... Please, please, PLEASE, let there be someone else, ANYONE ELSE..."/
"Nope!" Zinco stated cheerfully.
Trunks sighed. /"Alright, Zinco listen, TAKE OUT THAT DKU AND GET AFTER HER!"/
"K!" He shouted, before witnessing a barrage of dark ki waves being readied just for him.
/"CANCEL THOSE BLASTS BEFORE THEY BLOW!"/
Zinco didn't even do anything, Muara just kinda cancelled it herself to do something else.
/"OK... um OH SHI-"/
Muara suddenly careened toward Zinco. By some divine miracle, the half-blood parried her charge and sent her off-balance.
/"USE ZERO MODE TO DAMAGE HER WILL!"/
"K!" he replied before jumping into the air and-
"DUN, DUN, DUN DUN, DUN! DUN, DUN, DUN, RULES-OF-NA-TURE!" he hummed to himself as he flashed blue and then yellow-jade, proceeding to beat the ever-loving fuck out of Muara's will to conduct not-nice, then back-flipping off her own retaliatory blow and sprinting up a falling building. Countless dark blasts followed him very soon after.
/"USE YOUR CULTIVATOR RUN TO DEFLECT THOSE BLASTS!"/
"K!" Zinco responded, turning around, doing weird wuxia shit with his hands-
/"... wait there's actually a cultivator run? I was just reading the manual what the-"/
MURAAA!? MuaraRA! "(WHAT THE DEUCE!? HOW'S HE DOING ALL THIS, I'M LIKE THIS CLOSE TO A DEMON GOD!)" Muara seethed before opening her maw and firing a lengthy dagger at Zinco.
/"SON OF A... SHE SWAPPED OUT HER TONGUE FOR A PROBOSCIS!"/ he yelled. /"WHY DIDN'T SHE USE THAT IN THE ACTUAL FIGHT AGAIN!?"/
Didn't feel like it.
/"OOOOF COURSE. J-JUST, USE YOUR CULTIVATOR RUN TO DODGE THAT PROBOSCIS!"/
"... how'd I do that again?"
R1 HOLD + ^ᴑ
"Oooooh."
Zinco proceeded to somehow hold down R1 while pressing forward on the analog stick, dodging the stupid cicada tongue thing they use instead of utensils like civilized life forms.
/"NOW, ZINCO! BRING IT DOWN!"/
Zinco then sprinted full-force toward Muara, as the latter brought down her now darkness-bladed fist. Trunks proceeded to say the thing.
/"STOP THAT BLADE!"/
"KaaAAAAY!" Zinco shouted, aura briefly flashing blue and thEN-
RULES OF NATURE!
AND THEY'RE UP WHEN THE SUN COMES UP!
WITH THEIR LIVES ON THE LINE!
ALIIIIIIIVE!
For a-a-awhi-ile (RAW RAAW!) NO CHOICE! (RAW RAAW!)
GOTTA FOLLOW THE LAWS OF THE WIIIIIIIILD!
HE CAUGHT THAT BITCH, AND THEN HE SWUNG IT INTO THE FUCKING AIR, AND IT WAS LIKE, BWOOOOOW AND Muara WAS LIKE, NUH-UH, AND THEN SHE SHOT LIKE AN INFINITY DARNKESS ENERGY BOMBS, AND ZINCO WAS LIKE, YUH-HUH, AND HE WENT LIKE BOP BOP BOP BOP BOP BOP ON ALL THEM BITCHES ON SOME MARIO SHIZZ, AND IT WAS FUCKIN OVER FROM THERE MAN, THAT SHIZZ WAS-
OOOOOUT HERE ONNNLY THEEE STRONG SURRRIVE!
/"YES, YES! SPLIT IT WIDE OPEN!"/
"WHAT!?" Zinco shouted.
/"... I mean... end things... through, like... love and peace... or whatever..."/
"Oh. K."
Zinco proceeded to spawn a fucking Kirin out of nowhere and it ate Muara.
"Hey, that's my move!" Sasuke shouted.
... what is Toriyama's son doing in this fanfi- can you leave?
"... you'll be... hearing from my... ninja lawyers..."
Anyway, Zinco then fell with the girl in his arms.
"Horosho~!" Kaza exclaimed.
Katlij sneezed for some reason.
"... whelp," went Trunks, looking at the 12 octillion missed calls from the Supreme Kai of Time. "It is what it is." He looked at his "It Is What It Is" bank account and cringed.
"How the hell am I 780 in debt now?"
Yo! OP Here!
That's Kaza and Mei in the ED, btw. Just saying.
Anyway, there's the most kino fight in the quarters and the apex of development for Kaza's character. Also happened on CHAPTER EFFIN 70 LES GOOOO-
Real talk, if there was ever a "Best-Written Fanfiction Character" contest, I'd lose, yeah, but I'm bringing Kaza as my front man. I had no idea she'd turn out as well as she did when I first made her up in 2016. She's 7 years old. My word. Anyway, I'll probably give her God shit to work with further down the road, IDK. Just know that neither her nor Muara will disappear forever down the line. I'm interested in neither a Naruto/Kurama nor a Yuji/Sukuna relationship, but an Asa/Yoru one sounds fun. Both with their own motives and, um, "mental unsoundness."
Anyway, Zinco has God Ki. That's the secret of Super Saiyan Zero; it's a natural god form, geared toward Zinco specifically. It readies him to be able to use his own divine potential as soon as possible, instead of having to wait for decades to "digest" and translate it into his own power. It's still a gradual process, but by no means will it take as long as it would've if Zinco was just Human.
Zinco can't access it at will, no, but he can now deploy bits of it through techniques, thanks to intaking a really good portion of that latent "composite soul," due to both being ready for it through training and mental toughness, and that burst of willpower he had. That Kirin Fist shit is sticking with him; it's the evolved form of Cirrus, a much-better form of overwriting evil. Doesn't mean it'll ever work on the level it just did, though. This instance was LITERALLY That Perfect 1 that Neoru was talking about.
He has God Ki due do BOTH of his lineages; it does me no good to hide it as some big reveal, but in Zinco's timeline, Yamoshi and friends won. So Saiyans are born with truckloads of potential now, and are a FUCKTON more religious about things. They keep to themselves, and stuff like tails are seen as sin and whatnot. Also, for every bad Saiyan there's a Gine, right? Well, vice-versa, naturally; it's due to an event like that, that humanity started making wacky woo-woo droids and mechanized/militarized Earth, leading them to pretty much become an anti-everyone else universal superpower.
Anyway (If my own pattern stays consistent, I'll say "Anyway" after the THIRD break this time.), I revamped Zinco's – or in this case, Jin's – Sokkum heritage a bit. (I like "Sokkum" the most for the Hangul-Katakana Metal pun.) His soul's a composite one that he'll gradually be able to access more of as he goes along, stuffed with such a high level of refined ki that it's reached god-level (as planned by its originator; I'll go further in depth on that as we go along. Hint: it's an ancient love story.) SSG blood helps in that regard, as well, but SSJ0 is its own breed of god form; Saiyan AND Human spirit as one. Nowhere near as strong as, say SSG right now, but it's something that evolves alongside Zinco, so it has much more staying power than any other form.
The blue flares in his transformation is exactly what you think it is, btw; it's from the worst form in the series babyyyy (Nah, it has its moments, I just like it the least.) The jade tints are just blue essence combined with Super Saiyan Zero. Less the SSJB multiplier though, more of a representation of the God Ki that Zinco's using in what's technically a Super Saiyan form.
Kaza bagged that, btw. She fucking WON. But will the Muara fiasco come back to haunt her? Most likely, but not right now. Gonna have things be happy rn.
So Mei's character is finally fuckin' wrapped up; she'll be static for now on, that's sick. Kaza and Mei's story of growth kinda ends here. Now it's just Debiru Saiya and DUMB FUCKING CUNT BITCH I mean Akaki. I have plans for Kazikum that I really like rn, but Akaki's plan hasn't really changed all that much. Was always fine as-was.
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Moving on (HA, FUCK YOU PREDETERMINATION), you wanna know something funny I forgor (I spelled that wrong, then self-corrected, then realized what it said and left it) to mention last chapter?
Neo and Dina's relationship.
In that ONE interaction last chapter, they sparked... spaurk'd... more chems than ANY of Neo's puppy-love interactions with Mei. That shit has me thinking things. Like, man.
You know how in late-game PJO, Percy and Rachel'beth are hitting things off epic-style, and you're thinking "Damn, they might just make it together-"
AND THEN THE FUCKING GOD-EMPEROR HERION-HEROINE ALPHABETH STEPS TO THE PLATE AND BITCHSMACKS EVERY INTERACTION THEY EVER HAD WITH LIKE ONE SCENE OF HER AND PERCY TALKING FOR LIKE A TENTH OF A CHAPTER? And Rachel is so UTTERLY mogged by the DIVINE DISPLAY that she just up-and-quits the Percybowl altogether?
I feel like Dina just did something similar, but without Mei actively flirting with Neo. So like, Mei has even less of a chance now.
Man, imagine having stupid shit like love triangles. KINGco couldn't relate for a moment.
Oh, yeah. That reminds me.
Bulma, Wabi, Annabeth from LordCaldrin's fic, Kaza, and Tang Sanzang. Name a thing they have in common.
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If you guessed "Sage Accompanied by a Supernatural Monkey Bodyguard on a Mystic Quest and/or on the Road to Enlightenment and Proceed to Guide Said Monkey to Their Own Enlightenment Through Victories in Strife" then fuck you, get out of my head.
Yeah, I gave Muara a Cicada motif to further drive the parallel home; the Golden Cicada did a great act of disrespect in heaven, was banished to the lower realm by Buddha's hand to be continuously reborn, and was eventually reborn as a meek naive young man or woman idk that sought a higher purpose. And also a stone monkey comes with. But here's the kicker:
What did Tang Sanzang ride?
A Dragon Horse. What else qualifies as a dragon horse?
A Qilin.
God, I love Eastern Mythology/Theology.
Oh yeah, Goku becomes Buddha at the end of GT. That was just a random thought I had one day, but he no-bullshit transcends life and death, rides a dragon to the Heavens, and then continues existence as a guide to lead others to some form of enlightenment (Goku Jr.) GT was the conclusion of Dragon Ball's Journey to the West.
GT is fucking Kino.
I think that's all the brainpower I've got left. Next chapter: Dina and Kazikum work out their issues of letting go by punching each other.
That's about it. See ya next match.