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Post by Kazuro Rai Itsumo on Aug 22, 2015 22:00:38 GMT -5
Kazuro's face would allow a small smile as he heard Vegetra's words. He now knew that she meant no serious harm to him, nor to anyone he cared about other than the fact of just a friendly match of sorts.
"Ah. Please forgive me for the misunderstanding then." He spoke as he would take a stance once again, holding his sword at his side. "Then I will hold back, but I will give you one hell of a fight." He spoke with the smile on his face, happy to have found someone who just wants to fight him to simply play with him.
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Post by Vegetra Coston on Sept 10, 2015 21:44:32 GMT -5
Finally the fallen angel was understanding the situation. With a smirk she took her stance as he did, spending her feet beneath her while leaning to her right. With her left hand before her temple palm facing Kazuro, the other she held in a fist to the side as she laughed at his commend. Did he really think he could take it easy just because this was a spar? With her smirk widening into a grin, the reveled in the thought of finally enjoying herself without any regret or worry.
"So you're done fondling me with your powers now? That's good to hear. Hold back if you want, but I assure you that without trying you won't stand a chance against me!" Falling silent, she watched him for a moment, biding her time to strike. A head on assault was foolish and futile, so long as he had that blade. She needed to improvise and plan in order to win, and she knew it. He'd expect something out of the ordinary after her fake punch of course, but victory would be meaningless if it was easy.
Then without warning she charged, fists drawn back as she was upon him in an instant. Instead if faking into a kick though she followed through with both hands to grasp onto his sword or whatever she could regardless if he blocked or not. Even if he dodged she was prepared, halting herself perfectly in place so she could fling her legs and tail upward to let her flip over Kazuro's head and kick the back of it as she dropped upside down behind him. Immediately she unleashed a barrage of punches upon his kidneys and lower back, before thrusting both hands forward to emit a concussive blast that could send him reeling away from their location. Finally righting herself as she landed on her feet, Vegetra opened her hand towards him with a chuckle.
"Let's see you absorb this," she taunted, but no attack escaped her hand. Instead, a black portal formed beneath Kazuro to allow a thin pillar of the purest, darkest, and most powerful hellfire to assault both his body and soul on its way towards the sky. Even though it was only open for seconds she smiled to herself, doubting he had been expecting that. Now to see how he handled things from here, would he keep them interesting?
Action 1: Flips over Kazuro, kicking at him as she does. Action 2: Combo of punches with a blast. Action 3. Summoning Hellfire.
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Post by Kazuro Rai Itsumo on Sept 10, 2015 23:25:05 GMT -5
Having withstood the flames of hell itself, as well as the black flames of a phoenix that is capable of destroying existence, some of said phoenix's blood coursing through his body making him impervious to any heat, then taking the beating, but not making any notion of movement or showing any sign of injury, he took the attacks to his body, but as her onslaught would begin to impose upon him, his sword would begin to change, changing from steel to plasma, forming the sword redemption. Kazuro's eyes were closed for a moment before reopening them, the glow from his eyes becoming pure white, shining like a pair of stars coming from his head. Lightning, white in color surrounded his body, but as the black flames disappeared, Kazuro stood unharmed, not in his normal form, but his coat and armor gleamed in colors white and gold. His wings also went from black in color to the purest white, with armor at the main part of his wing, gold in color, but hard as steel. His halo which was of souls on his back, changed to a golden halo, and the souls turned into angel wings, surrounding the halo. It was a halo of protection as Kazuro stood a beacon of hope and light, tried by the darkest flames and the hardest life. Within a moment, lightning would strike at his own location, flashing brightly in an attempt to blind his opponent for a mere moment, as he would reappear behind her, with his sword made of plasma pointed right towards her neck, just above her shoulder. It was an attack that he had used so many times to instantly kill his opponents, and if he didn't stay his own blade, Vegetra's own head would have been severed. Though the sword was made of plasma, Kazuro was completely unaffected by it's heat.
"This is Redemption." He would begin to speak. "This sword has slain many of my own opponents, and you would have suffered the same fate if I didn't hold back. You may claim to have powers, but there are powers in this world that you must learn should not be messed with." He spoke to her before sheathing his sword on his back. "Now you see why I warned you not to challenge me."
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Post by Vegetra Coston on Sept 12, 2015 14:32:57 GMT -5
Though the Hellfire wasn't truly fire at all, but the ultimate Dark energy just like how Holy was the ultimate Light energy Kazuro withstood it as well as the rest of the young Super Saiyan's assault. Still though from the look of it Vegetra was in control, and she loved it. With her confidence through the roof, she felt that even though he was stronger than her she had what it took to be able to pull out a victory against the angel anyway. Despite the distance between them, the princess retook her combat stance and waited for what was to happen next. The surprise came not as an attack but a transformation, one that forced her to cover her eyes with her forearm to keep from being blinded. Her eyes still widened though and she gawked, unable to believe what she was sensing. Kazuro's power went from just beyond reach of her own to totally eclipsing it in an instant, reaching the area she level of strength that could even rival Majin Buu! Gulping as she felt him teleport she spun instinctively and brought up her hands to catch the blade, but with the way she was shaking in her struggle to move it away from her make it obvious and clear that she'd only caught it because he let her. She too was impervious to heat due to her Hellion blood, but that didn't make the whole exchange any less remarkable in her eyes.
"Redemption..." she muttered in amazement, ceasing her struggling against the blade in order to gaze at it. Once he finished speaking and sheathed the sword, she turned towards him with a large grin her eyes almost sparkling as she clenched her fists before her in excitement. "As strong as you are, you have to train me! Your power is incredible, and with you at my side I'll be able to become the strongest fighter in the universe! Think about it, there's no greater candidate to pass on your knowledge to than me!"
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Post by Kazuro Rai Itsumo on Sept 12, 2015 20:44:07 GMT -5
His eyes narrowed in anger towards the woman as he simply stood before her, still in his transformation. "Do you think I just achieved my power through osmosis or training with a lowly brat?" His voice was hardened and his eyes showed that of great anger, pain, sorrow, and many emotions most unpleasant. He was not happy about his power, nor did he wish such power on anyone else, not for greed, but out of sheer want to keep existence from collapsing. "My blade is called Redemption, but Redemption means that you have done wrong in your life, and are seeking a better one for yourself and those around you. My power comes through fifty thousand years of hardship, slavery, imprisonment, torment, torture, betrayal, my own kingdom rising and falling, being hunted, and one by one, one after another, I've watched the cold and lifeless corpses of my enemies fall to the ground, their heads severed from their twitching corpses." He returned to his normal dark angel form. "I have seen the evils of what comes from the sins of lust, greed, wrath, and the others, and believe me, I am guilty of every single one of them. If you seek to achieve such power, you will not learn it from me. My road is a lonely one, and I travel it alone, teaching those who wish to seek a better life for themselves and a second chance. You, however, do not seek to rise from a fall. You seek to rise above everyone else, but I swear to you, those that seek such, there are many who will seek to cut you down, backstab you, even kill you just to rise to the top. It is a lonely place at the top of the mountain, with not much foothold to withstand, and when you reach that point, be careful on whom your loyalties lie." He didn't cease from his angered tone as he spoke, but his battle hardened eyes looked right towards Vegetra, unwavering as he took off his coat, showing to her his many scars and wounds that he wished not to heal; gashes on his back from the lash, stab wounds to the heart, curse marks, scratches, bites, and other battle wounds riddled his skin. "I do not think a princess like you would wish the kind of power I possess."
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Post by Vegetra Coston on Sept 15, 2015 0:26:21 GMT -5
"Of course not!" Vegetra growled, "That's now what training is anyway. It's building up your strength, stamina, and skill by fighting and learning from your opponent! THAT is what I was trying to accomplish," The princess didn't understand the anger and pain in Kazuro's eyes, and listened on as he explained his sword and position. So his sword was named after his goal, something that wasn't uncommon even in the universe she'd come from. He gained his power by overcoming obstacles, apparently by himself. He continued on about evil, and how because of that evil he was trying to redeem himself. Continuing to say the obvious, she then growled when he denied her the opportunity then claimed she didn't wish for his kind of power. So what if he had scars?! That was part of gaining that kind of strength.
"So what, you think just because I'm a princess I don't want to get my hands dirty or face true challenges?!" she spat, this guy was a sexist bastard. "I am descended from royal blood its true, but royal blood of warrior races. The Saiyans evolved for the sole ability to fight, we love it and enjoy it even if it risks killing us! Scars are trophies showing we've overcome tough opponents, that's what we live for! And sure you've been through your trials but so will I, regardless of whether I seek strength or not that only changes the potential frequency of them but even that isn't guaranteed. I know all too well about loyalties because of what happened to my mother when she wasn't able to return to rule Hell. Which by the way, means that merely because of my blood I can never enter heaven! I am damned because I'm part Hellion, it doesn't matter what I do and because of it I will be hunted because of the misconceptions about Hell in the common folk that wish to eradicate all Hellions and Demons because of it!"
Turning her back to him, Vegetra's golden aura flared around her once more as her tail twitched behind her in anger.
"Do what you want, but there is a lot you don't understand. Don't you care try to tell other people how to think or tell them who they are when you don't have the slightest idea about it! Now if you excuse me, I have more training to do!" With that she took off into the sky and raced to an adjacent mountaintop. Intent on continuing her training, she then held her wrists together towards one of the mountains as a ball of ki formed in her hands. Testing her control, she quickly poured enough energy into it to destroy the entire planet before unleashing a powerful blast that hit the base of one of the mountains, but instead of destroying Earth much of the energy went up and into space as it destroyed the large rock. She needed to master this type of control as she got stronger, since it would take more and more power to defeat enemies though that only made the world more and more fragile when compared to them.
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Post by Kazuro Rai Itsumo on Sept 17, 2015 1:04:49 GMT -5
He would shake his head as he watched her display such power in a waste of energy of her anger. He would begin speaking to himself. "Life is much more than the battlefield, and scars lie far deeper than swords can carve. Farewell, princess. I hope that age will grant you wisdom." As he spoke these words, a portal appeared below him and a black hand like a claw reached to grab him, and he was pulled into the hole in dimensions, the portal closing behind him.
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Post by Maishin on Sept 17, 2015 20:55:03 GMT -5
Halfway across the galaxy, a planet lay in complete ruin. Cities had been reduced to charred rubble, the skies choked with the smoke and debris from the countless battles that took place on its surface. Entire mountain ranges were nothing but scarred canyons now, rivers dyed with blood and life all but chased into the shadows of this world while the increased heat from the battles was quickly driving the weather to ruin. Tornadoes carved the broken landscape even more, while typhoons raged into prominence over the oceans prepared to drown what life was left on land. As for the seas, countless creatures were now floating atop them from the forces that were killing this god forsaken world.
It was upon a battlefield the cause of all this death was standing with his foot on the chest of the last surviving warrior in defense of this world, the violet humanoid choking as he coughed up yellow blood and grasped desperately onto the leg of his attacker trying in vain to somehow dislodge the monster's foot so he could breathe and somehow mount a counteroffensive. It didn't budge, and in fact the attacker wasn't even paying attention to the scene of ruined bodies around them on this destroyed land or the dying man beneath his feet. The black figure snapped his tail behind him, crimson eyes focused on the sky above. He wasn't looking at something there though, he was sensing what was going on far away on Earth.
Though he'd never met Vegetra, he knew of the three children of Sky and Alexia from the final memories of his father. The young Super Saiyan's energy signature was unmistakable, but not higher than he'd expected. Alone she would be nothing for him to be able to destroy, and he almost abandoned the battle on this world if it wasn't for the other energy that appeared quickly before vanishing. Apparently whoever she was fighting was in a league of its own, capable of taking on Super Saiyan 3 Goku shortly after he defeated Majin Buu. It was incredible, to think that someone on that world would have that kind of power and not be a signature he recognized. No matter, he took it as a warning that he shouldn't attack that world until he was confident he could defeat that foe. Not only because of this new power, but because it didn't kill the Saiyan... That meant potentially it was an ally, and he needed to be wary.
"Why... Why did you do this... Who are you... I don't... understand..."
Glancing back down on his victim, the warrior smirked. He'd almost forgotten about the slaughter he was committing, thanks to the short skirmish that had taken place on Earth. Taking a step back he gave the man a chance to breathe, but only for a moment before his tail wrapped around the fragile neck of the humanoid and lifted him up to eye level. With a chuckle he crossed his arms over his chest, cracking his neck to the left, then right, before narrowing his eyes.
"Why? Because it's fun, I revel in it... Enjoy it more than you could even fathom... And I will bring ruin to this entire universe, erase it and recreate it in my own and perfect image... Hmhmhmhmhmhm..." Tightening the grip of his tail, the man's eyes bulged as he choked from the pressure. "Though some may call me by my title, I am not satisfied to live in my father's shadow. I am not merely the Majin, no... I am Maishin!"
With that, a tightening of his tail popped the head off of the man like a cork flying off the top of a champagne bottle. Tossing the body aside he opened his hand towards the ground, a crimson orb of ki quickly forming in his palm. As he poured power into it the ball quick grew as bright as the sun, before it burst and the planet vanished in a terrible explosion. With an idea of where to find his prey and a power that he must meet, Maishin now had a solid plan in mind. Soon, the universe would know his name... And all would tremble in fear of it.
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Post by Vegetra Coston on Sept 17, 2015 21:13:18 GMT -5
Even though Vegetra had noticed the claw drawing in Kazuro as he vanished, she didn't care. Even if she wanted to save him, as powerful as he was if something could stop him she'd be nothing against it. Besides, she needed to focus on her training anyway. Ignorant of Maishin halfway across the galaxy, she continued on her path to power that she had a birth right to achieve and surpass... Two weeks later... The area of the skirmish wasn't even recognizable, having been completely reorganized by the young princess for her training. Vegetation was stripped from all the mountains, and from the blast she'd made in anger several others helped shape that new valley into a perfectly spherical training area. The limestone of what was once a mountain was a smooth floor now, with many figured strewn across it to aid in training for the young Super Saiyan. She could race through them, hitting them as targets to practice her precision and ability to maneuver. A few of them were even on pulley systems now, so they could charge or strike at her like opponents in a true fight. On the outside of them was a track, where the princess had been training through different ways to recover from being hit so she could retaliate as quickly as possible. It also gave her a place to race, tire herself out and force herself to work on her endurance. She didn't have increased gravity here, so it took much longer than she'd like to get the same results but at least it was a start. Later she could try to find weighted clothing, but for now at least she had a place to train. A small shack was made on its outskirts for her to sleep in, and on the opposite side rest her relocated pod. It was incredible for a child her age to have accomplished all this, but she was her mother's daughter after all. Currently though, she was in the sky above it with her hands raised towards the clouds. A large ball of ki, the size of the city was glowing a horrifying crimson overhead with enough power to end this world several times over. Vegetra was already panting too, having poured much of her energy into this, but she wanted to give herself the ultimate test. She needed to be able to stop this attack, and she was sure that she could. So, she flung her arms downward to send it hurtling towards the Earth. Dropping to the ground, she spread her feet beneath her and then flung her arms upwards to unleash a Gallic Gun upon it. She'd overestimated herself, and despite the violet beam slowing down the attack... It wasn't stopping it. "N-no! Damn it all...!!" she growled, and with a roar she poured her all into the attack. The violet ki expanded as it brightened and grew in power, but to no avail. The massive attack continued towards the planet, and there was nothing the Super Saiyan could do to stop it...
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Post by Kazuro Rai Itsumo on Sept 20, 2015 19:39:40 GMT -5
In a burst of lightning from a white portal, the dark angel rose from his home dimension, sensing a great threat to the existence of the inhabitants on a place he had visited once before. The explosion of white lightning came with a loud boom of thunder, and Kazuro's figure looked like nothing more than a white lightning bolt rising towards the skies to meet the threat. His sword, now made of a solid diamond was in his hand, and it glistened in the light the dark angel was giving off. The bolt of lightning seemed to fly straight for the crimson ki ball, to intersect it if possible.
Through his enterence, Kazuro would tap into the electrical currents that were going through the air to try to connect to Vegetra's brain, not to halt her movements, but in this instance, he would simply try to contact her in a telepathic manner, noticing her panting and her work as he traveled at the speed of a bolt of lightning. "Tire yourself out already? This is why I save my energies for real battles... the ones that count, young one." The dark angel showed what seemed to be a limitless amount of energy just waiting to be released, and he wasn't even transformed into his light form. This was the Kazuro everyone came to know as a warrior, a protector of existence, leader of the Damned, and a guardian of the Shadowlands.
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Post by Vegetra Coston on Sept 20, 2015 20:38:47 GMT -5
As the crimson ball continued on its trajectory towards Earth, Vegetra continued to pour every last ounce of energy into the Gallic Gun to stop it. She had her gauntlets on of course, to absorb the energy from the attack if it truly came to that but then she'd consider this a failure. She needed to be able to push herself to her limit and overcome it, that was the only way to become better. Still, though the orb continued to slow it was growing dangerously close to the Super Saiyan. Only a few meters above the ground now, Vegetra dug her feet into the stone the best she could to try and get some leverage somehow against the attack. She didn't get a chance to see if she could push herself over the limit however, because suddenly something appeared overhead and collided with the attack to sent it rocking into space where it exploded in a brilliant display that turned the entire sky crimson for a few moments as its energy dissipated afterwards. The Gallic Gun nearly consumed the man as it tore upwards from where the ball had been, but she ceased the attack and fell down to a knee panting while she narrowed her eyes and tried to see who interfered with her training. When she heard his voice however she rolled her eyes, growling under her breath before she rose into the sky to meet him.
"That was my own attack I was fighting against, been training since dawn to try and push myself to the limit and beyond. That's the only reason I'm so tired," she spat some blood to the side, and now it was visible to Kazuro that she'd really been putting herself through the shredder since he left. Her body was littered with bruises and scrapes, dried blood reddening her skin with several burns darkening it. "Not all of us are gifted with enormous power or limitless lifespans to achieve our strength, some of us are young and actually have to pour our sweat blood and tears into achieving it. Regardless what do you want, did you come here just to mock me?"
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Post by Kazuro Rai Itsumo on Sept 20, 2015 20:55:23 GMT -5
He would turn his golden eyes towards hers. "Not all of us wish for the power we were gifted with, and yet, we use it anyway for our own purposes. Weather we want it or not, we use what is given." He would flap his wings to keep himself in the air as he looked skyward, as towards some power of an unknown threat to him and towards existence itself, as if some form of destiny may call him to fight this being soon. "As far as you fighting your own power, that wasn't you I had sensed that brought me here. I sense something else... a power far greater and far more menacing than many others I've faced... save one." He was referring to the being who is the only one able to carry him weather he wills it or not. Kazuro fell under the name, but he also became close friends with that of the same, a similar power with similar goals, though the being's power was far more advanced than this foe.
He would keep his eyes skywards as he would address the young princess. "Well, if you are going to train, you should get some rest. I'll keep watch so you don't miss out on anything, but for now, I have a hunch we may be visited soon, and you should get some rest till the presence arrives. You'll need every ounce of strength you can gather." He spoke in a wise, but commanding tone towards the young woman in his suggestion.
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Post by Vegetra Coston on Sept 20, 2015 21:26:51 GMT -5
"Tch," rolling her eyes at his saying he didn't wish for his strength, she crossed her arms over her chest and looked to the side with a scowl. Soft hearted fools like him were the worst kind of warrior, not because they cared so much for others but because they disliked fighting to the point of avoiding it unless it was completely necessary. That kind of thinking put loved ones in danger, if you hesitated even a moment it could mean the end of everything. Not to mention they had no pride to speak of, such a disgrace. The continued speaking of the angel did meet her ears though, and she looked back at him with a snort.
"I haven't sensed anything, but I'm sure as strong as you are there's nothing this planet has to fear but the gods themselves," She retorted, half truthfully out of respect and half mockingly out of jealousy. She wished she had that kind of power, but it would take her years to achieve. Still the princess had a chance to catch up, especially since it didn't seem that he trained. One day she would surpass him, and get her revenge for how he defeated her so easily a couple weeks ago. She didn't bother asking about who this 'one' was, assuming it was likely just a god she didn't know of or something of the sort. There were plenty of beings stronger than Kazuro that she knew of, but that didn't matter. Quite frankly she didn't care which one it was he knew, not that it was her business anyway.
"What, going from me not being worth your time to babysitting me now? I don't get you, but I'm not one to back down from a fight," she said, her spiked blond hair now falling flat once more while it turned black and her eyes softened from that fierce emerald back to their normal violet color. Looking up towards the sky now as well she tried to sense just what it was he was talking about, but couldn't feel anything. Was it a god, or was he just imagining things? Hell the supposed threat might have even left already after seeing her train, not wanting to deal with true power. Regardless, she wasn't going to just run off or ignore whatever it was that spooked the angel. Even if her power was nothing compared to theirs, the fastest way to get stronger was to fight powerful opponents. That was not an opportunity she was going to let slip through her fingers.
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Post by Maishin on Sept 20, 2015 21:28:11 GMT -5
On the moon was the presence that Kazuro had sensed, though now the power was hidden as its owner chuckled and shook his head. Maishin had only come this close to the Earth to check on Vegetra's training, and just like he'd suspected would happen as soon as the world was in danger this other powerful warrior appeared. He had no intention of fighting anytime soon, after all the monster knew that until he had sufficient power even his body's special properties wouldn't be enough to secure a victory yet. Now knowing the rate of how the princess was getting stronger, along with the fact the children had separated and this new foe would continue to appear just solidified Maishin's intentions of radically increasing his strength. This in mind, he vanished once more to destroy another world in his quest for power...
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Post by Kazuro Rai Itsumo on Sept 20, 2015 21:51:16 GMT -5
He would relax his wings and he would lower them to make a soft landing onto the ground, no longer sensing the being's presence. His dragonhide boots landed softly onto the ground, not even making a sound and his long black coat flowed with the direction of the wind as well as his long white hair, tied in a ponytail. He would begin to step forwards towards the makeshift arena and training grounds. "Well, I'm a little bit hungry, and seeing I may be stuck here a while, I might as well get something to eat." He spoke towards the woman as he would find a rock and sit on it. "Got anything to eat around here?"
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