Sensoa
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Post by Sensoa on Apr 11, 2019 16:09:42 GMT -6
The sounds of battle echoing out from the dojo, a martial arts facility for those aspiring to be fighters. Its halls once the sound of organized training, but now in disarray as they all seemed to be fighting. Within the dojo it would be a sight of chaos, Sensoa fighting as many martial artists as the space allowed, numerous already laying defeated at his feet. The demon was clearly enjoying himself, striking down his opponents but not killing them. The students, teachers and Dojo master all seeking to take down the demon who had challenged them all. His power radiating around him, battering his opponents who were to weak to stand before him while the others hand to content with heavy blows or being deflected.
Their battle only lasting but a few minutes before all his opponents stood or knelt in clear defeat. While Sensoa had thought to seek the human fighters of this realm, he could only say he found them lacking. As they admitted defeat, the demon's smile faded before he sighed heavily. They believed him to be a human, his disguise allowing him to enter here without being judged as evil or perhaps denied his challenge. It wasn't that human's viewed his original appearance as evil, or even disgusting. He had been banned from many shops due to his... eccentric behavior of getting into a fight whenever he was irritated.
But with a new face each time he came to earth, he was not bothered by such things and could even revisit old opponents who would never have faced him under normal circumstances. Honestly he wouldn't normally care if he was allowed to enter somewhere or not, but with Carro and Chime's opinions mattering to him, he was trying to be nicer. He didn't want to be yelled at again or accused of something he didn't do.
"W-Who are you? How are you this strong?"
Sensoa turned to the individual who spoke, a young man who was clutching his stomach. Sensoa gave the boy a large smile, probably looking quite terrifying as a human.
"Eh?! You misunderstand... You are just weak. All of my people are this strong! Hahaha!"
This caused the boy to give him a confused look, to which Sensoa realized his error and placed a hand to the back of his head in thought. He needed to figure out how to talk as a human so they didn't suspect him.
"Nevermind, just go get me someone stronger. You lot are boring me..."
Sensoa then took a seat in the middle of the training area, the mat he fell upon torn from their skirmish but otherwise made a find seat. The boy groaned as he looked on at the insult the demon was committing, simply sitting in the middle of the dojo like he owned the place.
"B-But there is no one else... Please leave! You've proven your stronger than everyone!"
Sensoa felt his teeth gnash together as he looked at the boy.
"Tch... Then go out into the streets, find SOMEONE!"
The demon then laid back, closing his eyes as he crossed his legs lazily, clearly having no intention of moving. He didn't know why he bothered coming to this world anymore. The human's of this planet were pitiful, he had met a few people who were.... ok he supposed. Just the majority of the mortals on this realm were nothing more than fodder, worthless in fighting skills and even their creations were pathetic. Only Carro's cat thing had proven a remote challenge to the demon, but that was the only one. He couldn't find a single human who had the power like the saiyans or even himself. It was disgraceful this world hadn't been conquered yet, but with that chain of thought reminded him that Chime lived here... So he decided to drop the issue, he wasn't a conquering person anymore. He had left that life behind, but now he had found a void to take up that space. Kayen was fun to fight, but the demon had no one else to play with. It was utterly boring to say the least.
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Post by Saizomaru on Apr 11, 2019 17:03:50 GMT -6
Saizomaru PL: 135,000 (Base)
The afternoon rush in the streets was something that was not uncommon within North City. A good day as any other this time of the year, with plenty of people out and about the streets for their weekly shopping spree—the Easter sales were just one of many reasons for the surge of activity. Even the small market stalls were putting their prices down to try and attract more customers against their competitors. Saizomaru, on the other hand, was just out to do his usual rounds of shopping for groceries, price drops and good deals or not. He hadn't been home for the longest time, so most of the food was either gone or had passed their expiration dates. He was going to be spending a good amount of his day getting from store to store just to try and find all of the things he needed to replace. He couldn't allow his family to go without their two-hundred pounds of lamb and beef. Or that was the goal, anyway. "H-hey! You!"Saizomaru turned as he heard a voice call out from behind him. He paused, arms carrying six bags of shopping in total, and glanced at a young man dressed in a martial arts gi running towards him. The boy almost stumbled a few times, and whenever he did he clenched his abdomen with a palm. When the boy began to slow when approaching the android, it became apparent that they wanted his assistance for something. "What do ya need, kid?" asked Saizomaru as he looked down at the clearly injured fighter. "Someone beat you up during training? Sorry, I ain't got any Neosporin.""No. No, that's not it," replied the young one as he gazed up at the android. "Some… random guy came to our dojo, and… he beat up everyone! You're a martial artist, right? You've got all the clothes and such. You have to fight him!"Saizomaru sighed. "Look, kid—I'm doing my shopping, a'ight? Just… let me finish, give me your dojo's location, and I'll be there in an hour or two. Three tops…""N-no, you don't understand! He wants a challenger now! If I don't find anyone, then…" the boy looked down. It was apparent that whatever thoughts he had was something he'd rather not want to speak aloud. After a moment, Saizomaru rolled his eyes. "Oh… fine, fine. Lead the way."=*=*=*=*=*=*=*= The two of them soon made their way back. Through the front courtyard Saizomaru followed the boy until they found themselves by the entrance of the inner dojo. The boy slid the door open, and inside they both found a tall, robed human sitting on the tatami mats. "H-he's the one," the boy whispered with urgency to the android, pointing at the man in the center of the room. "He's the one who beat us all up!"Saizomaru stared at the man for a few moments. He looked tough, but wondered why he was trying his skill out against a bunch of young students. Then, he gestured for the young boy next to him to take his bags, but instead looped the handles around his neck, making him drop to the floor from the sheer weight. "Go put all the chilled stuff in the fridge," he said to the grounded fighter. "If the milk goes off, this guy is going to be the least of your worries."The boy used all of his strength to lift all of the heavy bags in both arms before slowly slinking off out of the room. Saizomaru took a few steps forward, descending the two steps the lead to the dojo floor. He took another few steps towards the sitting man, stopping a few feet from him. "This is your fault, interrupting my shopping day," he chided the man. "You best have a good excuse for beating up all these newbies. The decency of your answer will determine how many teeth you have remaining after I'm done with you."
Sensoa
KP: 3/3
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Post by Sensoa on Apr 11, 2019 17:40:49 GMT -6
The demon had sat up at one point, legs crossed while he waited patiently. When the boy came through the doors with another individual, Sensoa's eyes narrowed while he examined this new individual. He quickly recognized the man who had saved their lives in Badman city, with the hospital and healing facilities. A smile forming along his lips as he watched Saizomaru walk down the steps before speaking. He didn't know it was Sensoa, or perhaps he wouldn't even remember the demon if he was in his original form. The demon slowly standing up to greet this new challenger. He didn't know how strong Saizomaru was, he couldn't sense his ki at all. But this was an interesting development none the less, and while he was itching to thank the man... He was also eager to see if this man could challenge the demon at all.
"Oh? You think you have a chance against me? I bested all of this fighters with ease, surely you don't think you have a chance?"
Sensoa chuckled but not at the taunt, he knew better as he remembered the individual's first impressions. He had snuck up on the demon in badman city, seeming to appear from no where and the human's all respecting his decision. Now on normal occasion that wouldn't matter, but he couldn't sense the man's ki. He had learned his lesson about during his days as a garrison leader, and now he was faced with a threat he didn't know.
"Why don't you just go get your hair done and find me a real fighter while you're at it?"
The demon couldn't help but give a cocky grin, again bluffing it up to try to aggravate the man into swinging first. If the demon could see it coming like he could with the others, then this man surely wouldn't be threat. But it was clear he was anticipating Saizomaru to be a threat as he was tensed up, ready to defend on a moments notice. With no possible way to gain the measure of one's strength without sensing he had to rely on older methods. Either taking the hit or blocking it to get a feel for how strong. This was going to be interesting and he couldn't help but smile happily at the idea. He really hoped Saizomaru was as strong as he thought he was, and his heart began to beat a little faster at the idea. He was setting himself up for disappointment he was sure, but how could he not be excited! Even the big battle hungry grin on his face spoke volumes of how much he wanted this fight!
PL: 130,000
KP: 3/3
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Post by Saizomaru on Apr 11, 2019 18:11:19 GMT -6
Saizomaru PL: 135,000 (Base)
The android gave this tall human a once over with his eyes. He sensed a fighter's burning spirit within the man, but the acrid stench of dark power permeated from him that belied his apparent nature. Saizomaru had been around plenty of demons long enough for him to immediately identify one who has been touched by darkness itself. Nonetheless, it did not intimidate him.
"Oh? You bested these 'fighters', did you?" he said as he looked about the room half of the students were recovering from their injuries, while a few of them were only showing signs of fatigue—brow sweat, flushed faces and heavy breathing. The rest were either left unconscious or were simply not present. "I must say, I'm quite impressed. You beat a whole load of newbies walking around in pyjamas. Yes, worthy challengers, indeed."
Half of the students were visibly angry with the remark. The others hug their heads or otherwise looked away from the two warrior in the middle of the room. Their embarrassment conveyed the fact that they knew it was the truth, prideful individuals or otherwise.
Then, the man tried to taunt the android. Whatever his goal was had something to do with baiting him into the fight. Was he trying to get Saizomaru riled up? Was he goading him into making a reckless move that he would then capitulate on? Or was it simply the extent of the man's arrogance and hubris?
Saizomaru gazed up at him. Then, he cocked his head to one side, and shrugged. "Nah. I got other things to do."
It was all he said before he turned and began to walk away.
"I take some time out of my day to come and see some big hot-shot, and he thinks he's the best fighter in the world," mumbled Saizomaru, though it was audible to all in the room. He took two paced up the steps by the door, then waved a dismissive hand at the man without even turning to face him. "I'ma go finish my shopping. You can have fun beating up the rest of the Teletubbies here. I'm sure they'll satisfy you by the end of it. Especially the green belts. I've heard they just learned how to do a roundhouse kick."
He placed his hand on the door and slid it open. The only question was whether or not the man was going to stop him from leaving.
Sensoa
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Post by Sensoa on Apr 11, 2019 18:30:49 GMT -6
Sensoa was surprised to see the man did not fall for it, but instead turned to leave. It did pissed Sensoa off, his smile downplayed but still visible upon his face. If he couldn't get the good man to fight him with taunts, then he would take the less favorable approach. Some part of him just wanted to reveal his face, but he wanted it to be a surprise. So the demon said nothing as the android spoke, with well cut remarks on his arrogance. If the demon had truly believed any of his own words then he would be upset, but the demon smiled before holding out his hand. A blade forming in his palm, the Sekainoowari answering his call and forming from the magic surrounding the demon. From there the demon held the blade to a student's throat.
"Oh? I guess this guys are useless then. Couldn't even find me a worthy challenger, just a coward. Guahaha, I suppose this people really are worthless to me."
His blade tilting the boy's head upwards to he could look at the man, or demon in disguise. Sensoa unaware that anyone could sense the difference in his aura compared to normal humans. He chuckled coldly, but in the end was bluffing. He wouldn't strike the student down, but he was making it convincing by drawing a little bit of blood from the boy's chin. He would have to apologize for that later, but he truly did wish to fight Saizomaru. He just hoped this was enough to bring the man down here for a fight.
"Round house kicks eh? I'll just cut their legs off and send them home in wheelchairs. Then they can learn something useful. Like First aid, or how to walk on their hands hehe..."
Sensoa's smile faded then, but not because he was attempting to be serious. He genuinely felt like a bastard, intruding into their dojo was one thing, and dishonoring them by resting in their dojo another. But this... He felt like he was over stepping a boundary he didn't enjoy stepping over. Perhaps his joke had gone to far, and with that he withdrew his blade from the boy's neck. However he did not unsummon his blade, but kept it out to maintain the illusion he was serious. Sensoa wondered what Carro and Chime would say to him if they saw him like this? He felt a bit of shame wash over him but he kept his composure, staring at Saizomaru while he awaited his response to the threat of hurting this people.
Sensoa didn't know Saizomaru at all, he was only guessing he was a good guy after helping them. He couldn't tell what sort of man Saizomaru was, but he could only hope he was the hero type. Even if the man walked out of here, Sensoa would pursue him and possible reveal the truth. But then the resulting battle would be a spar, not a true test of mettle that he wanted. A spar was like putting on kid gloves and boxing each other to Sensoa. He preferred the real thing, where they were trying to hurt one another. This was the sort of battle the demon sought.
PL: 130,000
KP: 3/3
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Post by Saizomaru on Apr 12, 2019 5:58:50 GMT -6
Saizomaru PL: 135,000 (Base)
Saizomaru paused. The man still had a few words for the android. As much as he didn't want to listen to this individual any further, he did so anyway. He would humour him with an ear, but that was it. His finger idly tapped on the doorframe as Sensoa spoke. Once again he was talking a big game about maiming the students here. But it was in that moment that something began to click inside the android's brain. He turned to look at the man in the center of the room, then looked down at the sword in his hand.
The aura that the blade emitted was curious to Saizomaru. It emitted an aura that he could have sworn he had felt before. It was a mental block in the way of recognizing the power, but the android just couldn't put his finger on it—demonic power of conflated purpose and intent. But he knew that is wasn't purely evil. That was all he needed to know.
He called the man's first bluff. He would call the second one as well.
"This is your next move, is it?" he called out to the human within the dojo floor. "You're gonna take hostages just to get a fight? No one is that stupid—not even you."
The hand on the door swung forcefully to the side, slamming the sliding door with such force that it rocked the entire wall, the vibrations even permeating through the side walls and the floor, too. Splits in the wood of the doorframe formed from the impact. It caused all the students who was conscious to jump at the loud banging noise it made.
"Let's cut the crap now," continued Saizomaru, clearly exasperated. Of all the things that had happened recently, the android was mentally fatigued. He was tired and weary. He just wanted to do his shopping and go home. "You're not gonna use that sword on these kids. You're not gonna start dismembering people left, right and center. Once you do that, you're gonna be screwed not just by me, but every other strong fighter on this planet as soon as word gets out. You'd be dead three days from now."
Saizomaru took a step forward. Then another. Slowly he descended the steps and made his way back towards the center of the room, standing a few meters from the taller person. "If you think making idle threats and taunts is gonna get me to fight you, then you're gonna have to rethink your strategy. The arrogant and the boastful do not deserve the honour of trading blows with me. That, and the fact that you're wasting my day away. I have better things to do than to listen to you spout empty words. But…"
He looked around. There was a lot riding on this fight. The students here were looking for retribution against Sensoa for desecrating their dojo. They were all looking for some sort of hero, or a saviour, or at least someone who could beat this man.
The android wasn't a hero nor a saviour, but he was good at giving beatings.
"I'll ask you this one question," continued Saizomaru. "It's not a hard question; a simple 'yes' or 'no' answer: Do you want to fight me or not? Because, if you don't, I can just go grab my bags and I'll leave."
Sensoa
KP: 3/3
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Post by Kitiana Shinso on Apr 12, 2019 6:17:57 GMT -6
Kitiana's new found power was taking her far in her search for powerful opponents, Just from her fight with the demon before her strength had more than doubled, And her training against Saizomaru had taught her much about understanding her powers and how to control them. With her scouter set to track for levels similar to what she assumed Saizomaru's to be, She was scouring the entire world for potential combatants. So it was no surprise that her travels had taken her far from where she originally trained. When her scouter alerted her to two rather large power levels very close to each other it peaked her interest in multiple ways, But most importantly it made her want to check it out.
As she got closer and narrowed the search down to a Dojo she glanced down towards the entrance just as a white robe vanished behind a slammed door, Her eyes narrowed as she descended quickly. She could hear someone talking... A familiar voice. Saizomaru? She leaned in close to the door to listen in for a moment, It seemed she had arrived just at the juicy bits too. He seemed to be berating someone about how they talked to him, and his words made her smile just a little bit. She was happy to know that he considered it an honor to trade blows, Sure it might've been a little thing and yeah she knew she was only his second student which in itself was a huge honor! But to hear him speak these words just made her happy. Judging by what her scouter said the two signatures were very close to each other.
'One hundred and thirty-five thousand and One hundred and Thirty Thousand... Way beyond my ability to fight. Saizomaru could likely handle this all on his own, But I REALLY want to see him fight. I've only spared with him, Ain't ever seen him in a real fight... This could be a once in a life time kinda thing.' She thought to herself as he almost directly challenged the other individual, Well. She took in a deep breath, If she was going to enter it was probably as good a time as any to enter! So after taking in another deep breath she slowly and, as quietly as possible, slid the door open just enough to slide into the room to get a good look at the two individuals and, more importantly, figure out who's power level belonged to who. It became quickly apparently that Saizomaru was the slightly stronger of the two, But she knew that didn't mean everything. Now was the time to watch, however, Not get directly involved. So Kitiana would simply stand by the door, Waiting and watching for the response to surely come.
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Post by Sensoa on Apr 12, 2019 9:29:44 GMT -6
Saizomaru had stopped just like the demon had wanted, but yet didn't do what he wanted all at the same time. This blasted man was frustrating to deal with but was none the less correct. He called his bluff to which the demon couldn't help but chuckle before his blade disappeared from his hands. Death was not a fear Sensoa cared or even acknowledged, it was a part of the world. But none the less Saizomaru was clearly not interested in this little game he was playing. So the demon simply held up his hands, giving a chuckle one could consider playful and caught.
"Call my bluff why don't ya? Here I was just trying to have a little fun."
It was then that Saizomaru offered a final question, one that Sensoa's smile turned into the battle drunk smile he always wore. Did he want to fight the man or not, to which the demon could only respond with...
"YES!"
No more games, and soon the illusion began to fade. The skin of the human melting away to reveal the white and black flesh of Sensoa's true form. Black hair soon turning into snow white hair and numerous eyes blinked away before focusing on Saizomaru. The demon's mouth full of sharp teeth smiling happily.
"I WAS trying to play a little bit, but seems you are not interested in it. So I'll cut the shite and get to the good bits. My name is Sensoa, the demon you rescued back in Badman city... I still owe you thanks for saving Barban... A debt I will carry with me for a long time."
With that the demon held his hands up in a shrug, a lot of the students backing away from this new appearance he took.
"I take no pleasure in hurting this kids, and I simply wanted a good fight. Its hard to find on this planet, even when I do find one its like pulling teeth to get one. Haha!"
Sensoa gave a hearty laugh then that echoing through the room, but soon his senses picked up on another nearby. A familiar bit of energy as Kitiana walked through the door, the demon raising a brow as he wondered why she was here. It was then that the demon began laughing as he realized the name she had called for help from was this man, the realization hitting quickly.
"Buahaha! So Saizomaru is your teacher girl? Well damn, didn't know you taught people Saizomaru!"
With that the demon's power began to rise up, the first seal breaking, then the second seal as more energy coursed through his veins. The flow of ki returning from his core, and soon flooding outwards into a spiraling mass of ki. The demon wasn't angry that his little bluff had been called, but he was certainly a little Jealous. Seemed Kitiana had found herself a new teacher, and some part of him felt a little betrayed. He had wanted her to find a teacher who could teach about her powers, but some part of him wanted to be the one to do so. But at the same time he knew he was not going to be able to and so he resigned himself to know that his first student had abandoned his teachings.
The demon's smile faded slightly, as he waited the response of Saizomaru. His eyes narrowed as they went from Kitiana back to the man but in the end he said nothing more. The disappointment having dampened his mood considerably.
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Post by Saizomaru on Apr 12, 2019 14:48:02 GMT -6
Saizomaru PL: 135,000 (Base)
The android continued to glare at Sensoa. He had a feeling that it was the demon, but there were niggling doubts that kept replaying in his head: Why was he here? What does he have to gain by invading a dojo? And why would he put on such a charade?
It didn't matter. He was what he was.
"Oh… I know who you are, Sensoa. Or at least… I did."
Saizomaru took a step to one side. Then another. Slowly he began to pace around the demon in a circle, his eyes never leaving him. Sensoa had grown a lot in power since that time. His appearance even changed quite a bit, but there were too many things still there that made him recognizable—his voice being the first. It was a shame that it seemed as though nothing more had changed since that time.
And Saizomaru was going to let him know all about it.
"Do you remember what I said back then? " he questioned as he made his way around Sensoa. It was rhetorical; the android continued before the demon had a chance to think about it. "I do. I said, if you ever wanted to thank me, you would do everything to make peace with the humans of this planet. I told you to start a reputational revolution to stifle the hatred and distrust among demons. "
Saizomaru stopped. He was directly behind the taller creature now, his side facing the demon. He didn't even bother to look at him as his spoke, "And yet, here you are, doing the exact opposite. You wanted to be the exception to the rule—that not all demons were evil. But you're just the exception that proves the rule."
Tap. Tap. Saizomaru started to pace around him again. Under all that garb the android could scarcely see the demon's face. He wondered if Sensoa would now start changing his tone. As much as the warrior respected the creature's strength as a fighter, that was where it stopped. They had proved little else of anything beyond that.
Saizomaru stopped. He was back where he was, still staring up at the taller individual. There was a silence that stifled the air into stagnation. Then, the android broke it, "If you wanted a fight, you should have said 'yes' from the start. But you decided to slip deeper down the rabbit hole."
But before he could chastise the demon any further, he felt another presence. The android turned to look over his shoulder, peering between the slit in the fringe of his hair. He saw Kitiana standing by the doorway, silent and speculative. He hummed a little. "She's one of my students, yeah," he replied, his voice much more calm and relaxed. "She's got much to learn, but she'll get there in time."
He turned back to Sensoa once he began powering up. There had been many months since then and now, but the demon had indeed gotten much stronger. It took the android off guard a little, but he never felt intimidated. Instead, he raised his hand and waved for Sensoa to follow before he made his way back towards the doorway. "The courtyard," said Saizomaru. "More room for us to fight. "
As he passed by his student, Saizomaru gave her a gentle pat on the head. "Watch closely. " It was all he said to her before he opened the sliding door and stepped outside.
Kitiana Shinso
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Post by Kitiana Shinso on Apr 12, 2019 15:16:39 GMT -6
Kitiana watched almost in awe as the spectacle continued, Saizomaru had paced around the room slowly, Berating the demon. Her eyes narrowed at Sensoa, Now she knew his name and that he could change his form at will. Kitiana remained silent as Saizomaru spoke, She didn't wish to interrupt him. She had a lot to learn from this exchange, So she would do all that she could to learn. She'd apparently missed quite a bit, but from what she heard it seemed that Sensoa might not be the man she once thought... And might indeed be the person that Saizomaru was trying to keep her from becoming. Saizomaru then turned to look at her, causing her to recoil slightly before he spoke which then caused her to relax. He had as much confidence in her as he always had, Ever watchful of her and always wanting to help her improve as much as she could.
Then Saizomaru had turned back to the demon, Kitiana's scouter began beeping in her ear quite loudly. Two, Three, Four, Five, His power level just kept rising... Breaking over One Million. That's when her heart sank and her eyes went wide, Saizomaru was nowhere near that. Then it finally stopped 'One Million, Four Hundred and Fifty Thousand...' But Saizomaru didn't seem too disturbed by it. In fact he continued his challenge, Inviting him outside. Stopping only briefly next to her to tell her to watch carefully, To which Kitiana just nodded. Giving one final glance back towards Sensoa with a look of.... Disappointment. She'd looked up to him, But now? She was everything she despised. Kitiana turned to join Saizomaru outside.
"Sensei... I have to confess something. While you were gone, actually just a few days before we last sparred... I had met him, Fought him, and even trained with him. He was another Demon, Only the second one I'd ever met before. I thought he could help teach me about my powers... I'm sorry for trusting him."
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Post by Sensoa on Apr 12, 2019 15:57:04 GMT -6
Sensoa listened to the man speak, but simply shrugged as the man paced around him, berating his behavior. The demon's smile went from smiling to a furrowed brow and teeth grinding together. So the man believed he had done nothing, making judgements typical of a human and looking down upon him. The demon felt the cold hate in his heart rise up again, the same as the race he despised so much, and soon he was challenged to the outside. The man opening the door, but Sensoa did not immediately follow, his eyes narrowed and he no longer felt the urge to battle for fun. Instead he felt the urge to hurt and the look of Kitiana caused the nausea in his stomach to bubble up. He had saved lives, he had sacrificed a lot to try to live on this fucking dirt ball of a world, even built a house. He had a job at one point, but when they were attacked no one came to their aid in the cold snow day. Sensoa's ki continued to rise then as anger boiled inside, the look of Kitiana boiling him to the core, but before it could boil over the demon closed his eyes and let out a long drawn out sigh. Smoke emitting from his mouth as he gave a shrug, and shook his head. "This world... I think I've had enough of it. Sickening how if I seek battle I am called a monster, or a demon like its a bad thing. I've tried to forget my heritage of war... but I cannot... And I think its time I stopped kidding myself into believing I could ever have been a part of this world."The heat from Sensoa began to rise up, the ground he stood upon soon taking lit with emerald flames. He felt himself growing furious at the thought of it, but he didn't want to hurt anyone now. It was conflicting, he wanted to lash out and fight yet he was looked down on for it. He went to a place where people trained, he went to a place where people got stronger and yet this humans backed away from a challenge. They were hypocritical in all forms and it baffled the demon beyond all comparable reason! "I don't understand you humans... I come to a place where they FIGHT each other... and yet if I hurt someone they get frightened... To battle is to hurt your opponent! The winner hurts the loser, HELL the loser hurts the winner too..."Soon the demon let loose a growl that showed how angry he was. This contridiction at their core made them disgusting to him and he was fed up with playing by their rules. He had tried so hard to be a good guy, tried so hard to fit into a mortal world and do what he was born to do, but they rejected the very thing that he was at heart. The demon's eyes soon turning red as his ki began to blaze outwards like an inferno. "I don't get it! I see human's kill each other with their weapons, waging battle in their streets with their cars and fighting over their petty money. I've seen martial artists fight but if I fight them as a warrior, they cower in fear! I don't understand, the contradictions that you all spout is ABSURD! I'm sick of it! I'm so sick of it! I refuse to believe I am to be different to live upon this world!"With that the demon's aura began to rise up even further, soon the dojo itself growing in a blaze. That condescending look of Saizomaru, the look of Kitiana, the looks Carro had given him, and the worse was the girl he had met who tried to be his friend... How she looked at him with disgust because he had the title of world trade fleet. He HADN'T DONE ANYTHING and yet he was treated like a monster! He was so sick of people looking down on him for his pride, for looking down on him for fighting! He didn't belong on this world, and he was sick of it... He was so sick of this putrid world and his conflicting morals. They couldn't even get their thrice damned dress code moral right! Everything about human's and their culture was just for their own convenience! If it didn't fit their convenience then it was to be SHUNNED! "I... don't care anymore! Fuck this shite!"Sensoa was sure if he kept on this path of thought he would transform, yet Chime's face came into view then and the flames suddenly died away. The demon staring at the ground in thought before holding up his hands as if to say "I give up" and then started to walk away. He would never return to this world, earth was not his home and he refused to change his ways anymore. He had given up war, he had given up on his culling of the weak, and even his belief that the strong should rule the weak. He had changed a lot of his thinking to that of the human world, and the girl's words during their training had been an insult he now understood in its full weight. He was losing who he was... becoming more contradicting with each passing day. Where once things were simple, now the world was so many shades of grey he couldn't tell what was up or down anymore. So the demon started toward the exit of the dojo, unable to bear the weight of his own change and the putrid insistence he must bow to a race who couldn't control their own impulses. Who were bound by such moral's of convenience he could not stomach it anymore. |
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Post by Saizomaru on Apr 13, 2019 13:35:15 GMT -6
Saizomaru PL: 135,000 (Base)
Saizomaru sighed and shook his head. "You still don't get it, do you?" he spoke with an exasperated inflection upon each of his words. He continued, "Whether or not you choose to fight people isn't the origin of my ire. What has earned you it is you threatening to kill and main defeated opponents in the name of inviting a challenger."
The android could see—could feel—the rage burning from within the demon. As the emerald flames encircled Sensoa, the mats began to quickly sizzle and char from the extreme heat. Students present and conscious quickly scrambled away from the mats, afraid of the flames spreading outward. Those who were not capable of moving were quickly dragged away by their fellow brothers and sisters.
Saizomaru, on the other hand, did not care. Right now, he was so convicted that the demon was acting so much like a petulant child throwing a tantrum that he couldn't even take him seriously; for an age-old demon with a warrior's heart, he sure seemed to act like a toddler who's throwing their toys out of the cot.
"There are humans who act as you have described, that is true," spoke Saizomaru in regards to the criminals who would rather go against the law than side with it, "and it is up to the good in people to diminish it. It doesn't matter if those who kill for no reason are human, or demon, or any other race; they are lowlife scum. Is that the sort of legacy you wish to leave behind, Sensoa?"
Then, without word, the demon began to make his way up the steps. He was planning on leaving without a fight or a fuss, completely given up on trying to garner a reputation.
A slam sounded against the doorframe. The android's arm had completely blocked the doorway like a cross bar. He wasn't about to let Sensoa leave just yet.
"You think you're the only one who's had it hard?" said the android, not even looking at the demon as he spoke. "Do you remember what I looked like back then? That metal contraption of a body? For years I was tormented by others for it. They all thought I was a robot and nothing more—emotionless, brainless, soulless, unwanted and unloved. That was what I had to live with."
A small, humourless smirk crept across the corner of his lips. "But… even through all that… I never held it against anyone. I kept continuing to help people regardless of the fact. Slowly but surely I built up my reputation. I made friends. I made enemies. I had people who looked up to me, and people who wanted me dead. But I still do the right thing. Even now I am still distrusted by others, but I never let it get to me."
He turned to gaze at Sensoa, finally. "So what will you do now, Sensoa? Will you try to live an easy life by giving up on your principles? Or will you keep working hard towards making a life on this planet, following its rules and never cast the blame on others"
Then, slowly, he moved his arm away from the entrance. Sensoa was free to go. Instead, Saizomaru moved away and instead leaned up against the wall beside Kitiana, giving her a gentle pat on the head. "You've nothing to be sorry for," he said to her. "I trusted him, too, with a second chance. So let's just sit back and see what he does with it."
Kitiana Shinso
KP: 3/3
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Post by Kitiana Shinso on Apr 13, 2019 14:47:24 GMT -6
Listening to Sensoa go off on a rant about how humans waged war and weren't punished for it, about how there was so much violence but he was in the wrong for wanting a fight... Kitiana truly couldn't understand it all. He explained how he just wanted to fight, and that was something she could understand. She'd recently begun to enjoy having a good fight, The thrill and adrenaline was exciting so she could understand why he sought it out. It wasn't much different from adrenaline junkies, People who risked their lives just for that rush of adrenaline. But he was wrong anyway. One didn't have to maim or threaten another's life to get enjoyment in fighting, Hell her realization came from a simple spar against Saizomaru. Yes she'd taken some damage, but that was to be expected in a fight. You will always take damage, you'll get exhausted, but never should the intention be to maim or kill. She watched through her scouter as his power level surged but then dropped, His actions seemed much like her own whenever she went berserk. But Saizomaru wasn't going to just let him leave, Not without berating him about the truth. Honestly a lot of what he was saying was news to her, Granted she'd never asked about it before but... It was somewhat humbling. He tried to make peace with Sensoa, or at least get him to see things from his perspective. But then he moved out of the way, to allow Sensoa to leave if he wished before turning to Kitiana herself. His words were soft and reassuring, In truth Kitiana felt kind of useless here. But she remembered what Sensoa told her before, How he was trying to carve out a new life for him and his family... If that was true why throw it all away now? He could still easily get his life back on track here and now, So why was he trying to leave? Hell he'd even gotten what he wanted! Saizomaru was going to fight him! So why not at least do it? Use that fight as a chance to prove he was willing to change? Kitiana tightened her hands into fists. "Sensoa you once told me that you were trying to carve out a place for your family here, Are you going to throw that away? And furthermore I'm going to call you out here and now Sensoa. You said before I had no spine, That I'm weak willed. But y'know what? You're the coward. You're the one with no spine. You call yourself a fighter yet you injure people who are training, You call yourself a Warrior but turn and run when challenged. You told me that you don't fight weaklings who seek peace, Yet here you are in this dojo doing just that!"She took one step forward towards him, A white aura erupting around her. "Last time you told me the words I spoke of were reserved for actual fighters, Well then let me repeat them to you here and now, Demon." She said, taking one more step towards him, The white aura erupting into the torrential spiraling vortex of purple ki, Her muscles expanding as she glared at him. "Only a coward turns their back on their opponent!" |
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Archived
ARCHIVED - NG+ XP/PL TRANSFERRED TO DOREI
PL: 180,000
Lotus Seal (x2P) Ouroboros Seal (x4P) Final Seal (x11P) Anger Incarnate (x18T) Demon Spirit (x22P)
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Post by Sensoa on Apr 13, 2019 17:03:21 GMT -6
Sensoa's teeth gritted together as the man stood between him and the exit, his eyes flashing red for a moment. He could feel that cold rage building, the hate he had felt when he had destroyed the kings world. It was not a good feeling, he despised it and he knew if he wasn't careful he'd lose himself in his rage again. Sensoa listened to the man's words, speaking of being taunted by the human's and how he had been strong ever sense. But the man had always lived here, he was raised here on this world and had not had such a radical change to his world views as Sensoa had. Or at least that was his belief on the matter. But did this man truly just compare a life of bullying to his 20 years of enslavement, to being tormented, humilated and degraded to being bullied?! He then walked away leaving Sensoa standing there at the doorway, his stomach churning with pure and cold fire. The demon turned as the girl called him a coward, and that he done it. Slowly the demon's usual green markings filling with red as the rage within his heart took hold. "You dare... compare your life of bullying to me?! Your mortal kind dragged me to this world, enslaved me for years and humilated me beyond all redemption... Then you DARE COMPARE YOUR LIFE OF MEDIOCRITY TO ME?!"Sensoa's spot atop the stairs soon turning to blazing fire as the whole of his body seemed engulfed in his power, the very ground of the dojo beginning to shake violently as his transformation began to take root. "You think I am weak willed after suffering 20 years of suffering?! Torture, degradation like an object to be owned, and the years I spent looking for a way to be free..." The demon leaned forward, his hands shaking as he felt his mind hazing over remembering the days he spent with the king standing over him, the foot of the king using his head as a foot rest. The days he spent in the torture chambers as they tried to find a way to locate his realm, and yet he never broke so they couldn't find his kin. Then this sack of shite just compared his life... to belittling words and people simply treating him different based on his appearance. "You vile little things! You dare to think you understand me based on your tiny little worlds standards. I was once a general of a vast army of demons, glory was thrown upon my name for miles around, I was to be a DEMON KING! Then you greedy mortals pulled me from my realm, stole my honor, destroyed any hope of me returning to my family, of reclaiming my rightful place in MY HOME!"Sensoa's eyes then focused on Saizomaru as he began to transform in full, a deep rooted hatred for this man had been born just then. He hated Saizomaru more than he could possibly fathom at this moment, for he saw the belief that humanity was cruel and hypocritical. It wasn't Saizomaru's fault, but in the eyes of Sensoa he didn't care. Kitiana was his little puppy, speaking words to agree and getting head pats as her rewards. "Then... your kind berate me for my flaws!? Because I am not from this realm and yet you DEMAND MORE OF ME?! No... I will not give up who I am for your little sphere of dirt and shite."Soon Sensoa had fully transformed, the shoulders soon falling off as his skin turned pale white, his hair touching the ground. His teeth growing in length and looking more feral in nature. He had come here for a fight, he had come here to train and this people dared to thrust their moral codes on him?! It seemed that was all they knew how to do, their weakness sickened him and he was tired of it. Tired of being berated then compared to some poor excuse of treatment when he had been stripped of everything, EVERYTHING HE LOVED had been taken from him. His wars, his place, his desires to be demon king, none of it would ever come true now. He had lost all of his dreams, of who he was suppose to be because of the greed of mortal kind... He felt nausea take hold of him as his eyes narrowed. "I surrendered everything... and got nothing in return..."Sensoa placed a hand to his head, he didn't want to kill this two, he didn't want to hurt them. He had promised Chime to not hurt anyone, to not kill and Barban would never forgive him if he... Slowly Sensoa shook his head, trying to calm himself down. His hand pointed toward the door before blowing it open with a ki blast. His eyes looking back to Saizomaru once more, the desire to tear this man apart was ever apparent. Bloodlust to kill them was palpable within the room, but the demon kept himself on that boarder. If he killed this two he would never be able to face Chime again, and that would break the demon's heart... But he knew that he didn't have allies, not on this world and it was only a matter of time before Chime did what the others do. The demon staggered out of the dojo then, deciding he would not fall through with his urges. He just needed to get out of here before he went ballistic. |
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Post by Saizomaru on Apr 13, 2019 17:51:44 GMT -6
Saizomaru PL: 135,000 (Base)
Saizomaru held a hand out to stop Kitiana from pressing Sensoa anymore. The demon himself was power, perhaps more powerful than the android. He couldn't let his student get herself into such a lop-sided fight that had no guaranteed outcome. He didn't want her to suffer vicious injuries by his hand. At this point, it simply wasn't worth it.
He hummed, then crossed his harms across his chest. He was silent in thought, contemplating the demon's words. They were tortured, taken from their home, and left cast out of whatever was his home. The situation was no different to Saizomaru's—he had seen his fair share of torture; he had his whole being stripped from him and left in a robotic shell to wallow in his own depression and self-pity for four long years; he could not bear the shame of returning to his own family because of what he had became.
The only difference is that he made an effort to change all of that.
"So you will let your past dictate your future, is that it?" asked the android, his voice calm and collected with nary an emotion save for pity for Sensoa. "This isn't a contest of who has the most tragic backstory. I don't even care if you think 'our' standards are lesser than 'yours'. You have a brain. You have a will. You can choose your own path. I'm not going to convince you or even stop you. Your mind seems made up."
Saizomaru turned to look at Sensoa once more. He could feel the rage in his body and see it in those darkened eyes of his. Whatever happened all those years ago to him was eating away at his psyche to the point that he was developing some sort of victim complex.
"You seem to think we treat you differently," began Saizomaru, continuing to explain, "And you'd be right—not because of what you are, but because of who you are. If you were a human, a saiyan, a namekian, or whatever, then you would be chided all the same. Your demonic heritage is not something I care about."
As much as the android tried to explain things, he doubted he would get through to Sensoa. The creature was far too cloud-minded and too far gone in his own anger at this point for Saizomaru to even expect him to understand a shred of his words.
"Mortals may have taken your life away, that is true. But remember this: it was this mortal here who gave you your life back. I could have left you for dead on the streets of Satan City. The doctors could have refused to give you treatment. Hell, if I didn't help repair the healing tanks, you'd have probably flat lined in your hospital bed."
With a gentle push off his back he pushed himself from the wall. "You can hate me all you want. You can be angry at the world if you want. You can run as far as you can across the galaxy and run from me, it's people, and this planet… but you will never be able to run from your past, nor from the future which your actions will take you."
A small, humourless smile spread across his lips. "Leave. Go home and be a king. You won't hear any objections from me."
Kitiana Shinso
KP: 3/3
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