Yanwang Powerlevel: 125,000 (True Oni) Powerlevel:2,250,000/2,000,000 (Covered in a Cloak so Apperance can't be seen is about 6'2 in height currently)
How Long had it been? He didn't know whoever he was. He was hitting a rock smashing them apart one by one before a mist overcame him. Now he was in the woods alone and confused. Yet he was not afraid since their was nothing to be afraid of. A cloak was pulled over his body so no one could see who he was. All he knew was that he was not to show who he was. He was a wander and he was different from the others. He didn't want them to be scared. All he knew was that everyone was Human and then not. How long has he been walking? He'd paused rubbing his head. He could not remember who he was and where he was. He was in the woods though and he had been doing something before he ended up here. Their was a gap between now and then. He had to know who he was and why he was here.
He'd sniffed the air trying to smell for someone or anyone. He could smell some plants but no creatures. He was alone in the woods forced to walk until he hit something he could not walk past. Yet why he was walking? Where was he going? How long has he been walking. Maybe he could find someone who could answer the questions that popped into his head. They could have an answer that would be of use to him. "Where I am?" It came was a wheeze as he walked but their was strength behind it. His eyes glared from under the cloak hidden behind a pair of shades.
Last Edit: Jul 24, 2019 19:21:39 GMT -6 by Yanwang: added height
At long last, after so many years among her people, her time had finally come to shine!
In the quiet of a forest, inhabited mostly by animals that made up the white noise of its beauty, the appearance of a sudden rip in the fabric of space could be seen. A blade, no bigger than the size of a dagger, had apparently cut through and down – widening the rip until a figure could be seen walking out from the fissure. “Finally,” The figure spoke in loud relief. They put away their dagger, in confines of their Gi, before the rip suspended in the air disappeared in a swirl of energy. “I’ve made it to the mortal realms! What world is this?” The voice belonged to a rather large Demon, female by persuasion, dressed in a loose-fitting Gi of black and reds. Her skin was dark and her hair like a strange amalgamation of bright colors like a candle flame, topped with young but not yet curled horns. Most startling, however, were the large hooves and fur that made up most of her lower body.
She took a few heavy steps, looking around with an almost angry but curious expression on her face. A cursory scent of her surroundings revealed a monstrous power nearby, one the likes she’d never felt before. Her expression fell into one of uncertain fear, hesitant to investigate such power after only just arriving on a new world. Still, she gathered her wits (and courage) about her and stomped in the direction of the energy.
What she met with was not very comforting; a figure, appearing just around her height, lumbered between the trees dressed in only a cloak. She couldn’t discern anything of importance and was reminded just how bad of an idea this was. Well, I can’t just stand here and stare! Swallowing her fear back, Zriracha made her first contact whilst on Planet Earth. “H-Hello there!” She called, clearing her throat to dispel the stutter. “Are you a native to these lands?” For now, she stayed put for fear that she might have encountered an enemy.
Russé needed to get home soon, his folks must be worry sick about him for being out for too long, that battle against his new buddy Vangreth certainly chewed up so much time on the clock, he questioned why does society need such a thing if people are going to be too occupied in their business to pay attention. The half Saiyan decided to take a shortcut through Bamboo Forest to get to his destination faster, he could've just flown above the flora and fauna to get home but he desired to get some exercise by walking his way there. Footsteps crouched upon dead leaves and the dirt moving forward, he made a conscious effort to avoid bumping into the seemingly endless number of trees wishing to not incur the wrath of an animal.
Russé drowned himself in deep thought, that's the second time he experienced defeat at the hands of someone else, was he not training hard enough? The positive side of things is getting a zenkai boost after recovering from near fatal injuries, however he wants to get stronger through hard work, not from being in pain all the time, where should he go next the humanoid monkey pondered, just as an idea surfaced it was also gone by two power levels snapped him back to reality, green iris scanned around the environment and there is nothing in sight, he isn't quick to prepare for fighting but the level of anxiety skyrockets, looks like he isn't alone. [Two people are nearby I can feel it] he concluded.
One of them appears to be fairly strong yet it pales in comparison to the other one's power and it terrifies him, [What the hell!? This power is huge, their energy is unreal..] never felt anything like this before, this level of strength should not exist upon this world, what kind of training regimen did they do to get this strong? Curiosity soon got the better of him, He must investigate these people.
The half saiyan made a detour from where he was going and heading towards a potential disastrous situation, Morticia tried to warn Russe not to go looking for trouble and here he is doing the opposite of her warning, he is regretting this decision already, oh well no turning back now. Soon after enduring the big leaves dangling from the trees, he spotted two individuals who are without a doubt responsible for possessing those energy signatures. One appears to be a cloaked figure, not unlike another person he ran into, the other is a scary-looking demon. "I sensed a lot of power around here, who are you guys?" he asked.
Last Edit: Jul 28, 2019 20:35:17 GMT -6 by Russ: editing
He turned his head looking at Zriracha as her voice cut the silence of the woods. He didn't speak he just looked at her to see if she would be a threat. From what he could tell she was a demon. The large hooves and horns were a giveaway. He'd stare her down waiting to see if anything would happen afterall he didn't want to be caught off guard. However, she just seemed to be a traveler in these woods. "Native?" He'd tilted his head puzzled to Zriracha. He was unsure what to say was this his home? He'd scratch his head the hood nearly falling off though he made sure it didn't. "I can't say I know the answer to that. I am..." He'd thumped his head. "I don't know." He'd shrugged it off. Having a name was not that important. Plus all his strength was back he had found someone. She could tell him where the nearest city was. Before he could ask that another person arrived. He'd spun around looking at Russe. He seemed to have the same questions. When he asked the same question as Zriracha he'd shrugged his shoulders. He'd didn't feel like repeating himself especially if it could be so easily answered with a shrug.
Last Edit: Jul 28, 2019 20:29:58 GMT -6 by Yanwang: added color coat
In spite of his intimidating power Zriracha didn’t quite feel as this if this cloaked figure was all that hostile. Still, keeping a fair distance, she tilted her head to the side curiously before responding to his confusion-laced answer. “Well, that’s just fine for me. Do you remember anything at all about yourself?” Cautiously, confident that he had no reason to attack her, she slowly approached. The sound of dead leaves crunched under her hooves, her arms held up in a gesture of pacification. “Perhaps what you were doing and what was around you at the time?”
Just as she was within only a few feet of the cloaked figure, the sudden appearance of another’s energy and scent caught her attention. A voice called out, Zriracha’s head snapping in their direction to see a well-built male with blue-colored hair. In the middle of a forest she didn’t really understand why anyone had to explain their reasoning for being there, but she wasn’t on this planet to gain enemies within the first few minutes.
A cursory glance at the shrug given by the cloaked figure was the que she needed to begin, “Who we are isn’t really the matter as much as where we art, Mortal. This one does not know his name, but I will grant you mine. Zriracha of Chakappak. In exchange, I’d like you to tell me what world we’ve come to.” Her tone, while not demanding, booked no argument about the necessity of knowing the answer to the cardinal questions.
Despite this guys abnormal powerful energy, the atmosphere of danger seems to have trim down considerable when the cloaked male revealed he doesn't have knowledge of his name, that's not a good sign, is he experiencing amnesia? Better get to the bottom of this. the other person is at least kind enough to explain his condition and she granted him permission to know her identity.
"Seriously? You don't remember who you are? Do you know where your from?" he asked the confused mystery entity. He faced the demonic creature to address her question. "My name is Russé' I'm a half saiyan, the planet we're on is Earth" introducing himself and revealing the planets name. Like the the mysterious man, he doesn't sense any hostility from this woman either, which is good because he isn't in the mood for fighting right now.
"What is ChakappaK?" asked the demon in confusion, he's never heard of that place before in his whole life assuming its a different world, there are perks to exploring the unknown, getting to discover new things everyday.
He'd rubbed his chin thinking as Zriracha asked if he remembered anything about himself. There was nothing. He did notice her step forward the leaves floating on the ground. With this lack of focus, he felt a shiver in his back. "Oh great." Another voice peeped out of his mouth before he covered his mouth. Something was itching his nose. He didn't know what it was but that was bad. He knew who he was now. He was Yanwang! He must have finally achieved the form he was searching for. He'd looked around at the two people in front of him. He'd looked at the other dude he seemed to be a saiyan. He even confirmed he was at least half saiyan and his name was Russe. He also confirmed they were still on Earth. Yanwang was glad they didn't go flying off into space or something crazy. He was pretty sure he'd be dead even with his new power.
What was he going to do now though? He wanted to keep his power a secret but now there were two people nearby. He could feel his form shrinking the power ready to explode from his body. It would be odd if he just ran off when his voice pipped up. Yanwang could feel a sneeze coming. Guess it was time for him to think of an excuse. "I think i'm going to sneeze." He'd called out. "And I fear I may hurt you all on accident." He was pretty strong right now and the two of them didn't look all that tough. "Ahhh." The wind pulled back his magic was even at work this was going to be like a storm waiting to happen. "Achoo!" He'd sneezed a powerful gust of wind escaping his nose blowing away the tree's nearby and lifting the ground. Hopefully, they had moved away he didn't want to hurt them on accident.
The Wind and Smoke that would form around the area covering Yanwang was a pink cloud. For anyone with knowledge of the Arcane clearly, it was a mix of actual wind along with magic. Yanwang rubbed his nose in making sure to clean anything that came out of his nose. He realized with horror he had turned back but he was still covered in the cloak. Quickly he'd form some stilts from his Fujin Bag and stand on them so he was the same height as before. He doubts they would notice with his expert crafting. Yanwang would wait for the smoke to somewhat clear before he spoke out "I am sorry to the two of you. I think I remember a little bit about myself though. Think the sneeze woke me up from my stupor." He tried to sound like before but he didn't at all. From a deep-voiced warrior now he sounded like a young child.
Yanwang has turned back Powerlevel:125,000. Still hidden by cloak and trying to pretend nothing has changed.
Last Edit: Jul 31, 2019 11:09:11 GMT -6 by Yanwang: added color coat
“Earth?” Zriracha questioned softly to herself, a hand brought to her chin as she tried to remember where she had heard of such a world. There were a few mentions from much older Demons within her clan, but such things were hushed whispers and even more – warnings to be always cautious of the monstrous powers one encountered. She looked back to Russe with a blink, confused at first before she gave a soft ‘oh’, “No, you misunderstand. Chakkapak is not a place as much as it is a people. We are a Great Clan of Demons, though not quite ‘Great’ as we are very large and div-” She stopped suddenly, her gaze pulled to the cloaked figure as they gave a brief warning.
“W-What?” She balked, uncertain what could be so destructive about a sneeze, but quite beat a hasty retreat. She turned to the half-saiyan and cried out, “Move away, quickly!” Just before she bounded upwards, floating upward towards the closest tree that appeared the strongest. No sooner had she’d sunk her fingers into its bark did a powerful gust seem to overtake the area. “Gnk!” She grunted, nearly blown from her perch. Once it calmed down, the sense of a strange taste of magic lingering, Zriracha levitated down to the ground – looking on in intrigue. “Hell’s bells, what power…”
And yet all this being had to show for it now… was a deceptively unassuming form of a younger male. She approached slowly, unable to stop the questing from passing her lips, “What are you, Changeling? Never have I seen such fantastic and awesome power. Are you also from the realm of Demons, or perchance some other formidable land?”
Russé has no issue with being corrected by what Chakkapak means, it was going to answer his question about it one way or another. "A clan of demons? You and your folks must be a pretty tight-knit group I reckon" their conversation is interrupted by the mystery man who's nostrils soaked up enough pollen to initiate a sneeze, at first he didn't think much of it however the man warned he would hurt them accidentally if they don't retreat a safe distance away from him.
Russé tiled his head in confusion, until he sense an incoming surge of power, this isn't good. Ziriracha warned the saiyan to move away, she must've sense it coming too "Uh oh!" he dashed away covered in a ki aura before dipping several yards out of range. He found a durable tree to stand behind and just in time as the cloaked figure released a powerful sneeze to shake the heavens. "Holy shit!" He soiled the air with vulgar tongue as Raging winds tear apart the trees and disorganized the ground, never before he has dealt with winds of this magnitude by sneezing alone, what the hell is this guy?
The saiyan growing concerned of how does he live his daily life, he would hate to imagine what will happen if he coughed. "How is this possible.." any sane person would ask the same thing if a sneezed blew everything away. Once wind has calmed down, the area is now tinted in a pink cloud of sorts, it seems to be harmless so it was the least of his problems. Russe's instinct was to check on the pair if they are affected, they are fine judging by their energy signatures, that's a relief.
Russé return to the scene and discovered the clocked figure again, when he spoke his voice wasn't quite the same Russe remembered prior, it belong to a child. "Hold up, what happen to your voice? Are you a kid now?, how did that happen?" this day is getting more bizarre the longer he hung around these people.
Even with his cloak, they seemed to know. Russe explained the voice gave it away. "Ah man!" He'd pull away from the cloak to reveal the small ogre on stilts. "I am no Changling that would be lame. I am just a normal ogre from the otherworld." He'd crossed his arms looking at Zriracha. As a result, he'd lose his balance and Yanwang tumbled on his back the stilts clattering next to him. "Ow." Not that Yanwang was actually hurt he was more embarrassed he didn't try flying to stop the fall instead. Speaking of why didn't he just fly away. He knows it'd look odd but it seemed they were not going to be fooled by his cunning disguise with his voice sounding the way it did. If only he had the insight to create something to change his voice back. Guess he should explain himself. Then he'd totally knock them out. He could have them spreading his secret. He then rubbed his chin maybe he just needed to explain himself. As long as he didn't start spitting his name out he should be fine. Yet he wanted to tell them how awesome he was. Yanwang thumped his head. "Dangit what am I suppose to do." Yanwang was trying to decide what to do.
Last Edit: Aug 1, 2019 10:46:42 GMT -6 by Yanwang: added color coat
What a strange twist of fate to observe! Zriracha looked down upon the little ogre that had fallen from his stilts, equal parts amused and wary of their power. As the other humanoid walked up with her to observe their new friend’s appearance, she would try to placate their confusion even if she really didn’t know that much about their powers herself. “It is likely a kind of glamor magic that is common among the powerful in his clan. My own people are quite talented at it and given enough practice, we are even able to completely change our appearance.” She looked back to the ogre on the ground and smirked, “It was quite good, but I am more concerned with your memory than your ability to shapeshift.”
Zriracha made to lean down towards the ogre, “Come now, there is no need to think too hard on what to do. Let us start simply with introductions, yes?” As if extending an olive branch, she reached down to offer a clawed hand to help the ogre back to his feet. “Do you need assistance with your stilts?” While it make look strange or ingenuine on the surface, Zriracha's interest and kindness shown was a true display of her concern. While she was cautious of the cloak figure while he towered over her, this new form of a child was reminiscent of a younger brother she would often dote upon back home.
Russé blinked his eyes twice hearing the revelation of this guy's species. "Your an ogre from other world? that explains everything" it now makes sense why his sneeze is so powerful and how he regressed into a child, he isn't from this plane of existence at all, what isn't normal to them is probably a regular occurrence for the other world inhabitants.
"I'm not a changling either but you two have experience with changing your appearance so I'll take your word for it" technically speaking saiyans can indeed change their appearance but they can only become giant monkeys under blutz waves, its a form Russé has seen other saiyans transform to but not himself. It doesn't appear to be practical in fights without endangering civilians around them.
"So you remember your from otherworld? What else do you remember?" Zrirancha suggested to reintroduce themselves which is fine, he has already given away his identity and wouldnt mind doing it again to help someone. "I told you my name, do you remember what it is?" he asked the presumably younger ogre.
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"Glamor magic? Oh please don't lock me up with those halfrate magician. I'm far beyond their level." He'd pull out his Fujin Bag. He'd shake it around a bit. "This was stolen from King Yemma Vault itself and I've become in tuned with it. The Fujin bag is like a part of me now. Its powers are the secret to the power you saw before. I just do a little....wait for a minute!" Yanwang was about to tell them how he unlocks super mega powers! What if they tried to copy him? He shifted his eyes around at them. "It's not shapeshifting." Yanwang sighed in defeat. Now he had to tell them. If he didn't he'd feel super lame. He had to tell someone of his mega power. "I use this magic to age myself to my prime its quite simple actually." He left it at that. That should explain what had happened. No details for these clowns he'd leave that for his arch-enemy whoever that would be.
He'd looked at Russe who seemed to know what an ogre was that was good. "Yah I know all this stuff just not when I transformed. You thought I'd forget everything. I remember everything expects when I powered up. Think that cause it is the first time I've done it so the power is little hard to control." Little would be an understatement. He was still unsure how long he had been out in a sleep-like state. It seemed to be a few hours from what he could tell. When Zriracha offered him a hand he would take it he was embarrassed enough might as well take the help. He was still unsure why he just didn't get up right after he showed off his Fujin Bag. "The stilts are fine i'll put them away." He'd grab them and comically shove them back into the Fujin Bag. Somehow the stilts fit inside the far smaller bag once again proving it was magic. "As for my name it is Yanwang." He'd bowed his head to both of them hastily. He almost forgot to introduce himself only Russe comment reminded him.
Last Edit: Aug 4, 2019 11:41:31 GMT -6 by Yanwang: added color coat
Zriracha felt her eye twitch slightly at the unintended insult, quite talented at Shapeshifting herself – she kept it to herself, however, since it wasn’t wise at all to earn the ire of the little ogre. She assisted him up as they went on to explain about how they changed their appearance, Zriracha’s expression widening into one of disbelief when they mentioned King Yemma. Has this one seen the King of Otherworld? It’s a feat alone to see him, but more to proclaim such alive. She thought incredulously. What luck to encounter such an incredible being!
She stood up to her full height, not quit understanding this Ogre’s magic but no less impressed, “I’ve never heard quite so powerful magic before. Perhaps you can teach this Demon something you have brought back from the World of the Dead. It is a pleasure, Yanwang.”
Unfortunately, she did have quite a bit of exploration to do and this mystery seemed quite solved. With a fist over her chest, Zriracha offered a light bow before announcing, “Well met, you two, but I must take my leave for the nearest city. Would either of you be able to point me in the direction of the nearest settlement?”
Yangwang seems to be annoyed at being compared to a changeling based on his egotistical reaction, the saiyan knows a thing or two about pride he has no room to judge. He also pulled out a bag of magical power called a Fujin bag, it was stolen from King Yemma's vault and that raises a lot of questions, how did this little guy managed to steal from a deity who can decide if you are allowed with a body in heaven or hell?
He also revealed he used the magic to age himself into his prime, What was his real age? is he really a child? He gave away another bomb shell of being only able to remember things in his current state and not during his transformation due to his first experience of pulling it off. His stilts are humorously clattered around this individual, guess he isnt very tall, they were somehow able to fit into his bag, okay that's enough weirdness for the day.
"Nice to meet you Yangwang, so why did you steal from King Yeema's vault and how did you pull it off?" that achievement still boggles his mind. Zriracha tells them she has to depart and asked for directions of the nearest town, she really must not be from this world huh, well he couldnt blame her. "If you travel east from here, you will go into East City" he pointed in the direction of east. "Satan City is South from here, go that way if you want to" he pointed in the direction of south.
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