A Few Remain - Close To Nis Oct 14, 2019 11:32:29 GMT -6
Post by Vulk on Oct 14, 2019 11:32:29 GMT -6
450 Years Ago
Vulk just sat on a high cliff and smoking his cigarette out of pure boredom and appearing to be as grumpy as ever. Given his personality, one would dictate and assume that he was a grumpy old man that hated the world and life itself. However this was far from the truth. His village members adore him and his energetic personality and helpful like nature showed it greatly. From hunting down animals of all various sizes, to helping his neighbors with their own problems like farming, cooking, playing with the kids and overall being a good role model on what a tesslarmen is suppose to be. His massive size, shape, and overall height and power, is why he was respected more than the others in his village. His kind like nature was adored and his code of honor of protecting the village time and time again would prove to be the honor and integrity one would love to have if they were as strong as he was.
Vulk however, even being told to be the leader of his village time and time again, he ultimately denied it. He never saw himself as a leader, nor a follower in the capacity that he has never been told what to do. He does, see himself as the protector of his village and his people. Most would say that they wouldn't know what to do if he wasn't apart of the village, even though Vulk knows all to well that they would survive just fine without him after all, to be a Tesslarmen is an honor and being born strong is a gift.
Vulk rose to his feet, is giant like stature could be seen as intimidating, specially to those that he called enemy. A grunt and a moan of annoyance is all that escaped his voice. Just off in the distance he saw the signs of nearby smoke in the center of the village. He wondered what it was and footsteps quickly entered his eardrums and coming from behind him, he looked over his shoulder with widen eyes as a mother carrying her infant child approaches him with quick haste.
"VULK, THE VILLAGE. ITS UNDER ATTACK BY SHINJIN MEMBERS!"
Vulk's eyes showed more of his red vein eyes, showing proof that he hadn't had a good nights rest in a long time. The bag under his eyes only confirmed it. He then directly his attention to the main threat, as an explosion could now be heard off in the distance along with the visual affects.
"GO TO YOUR HOUSE AND SHELTER YOURSELF. I WILL DEAL WITH THIS THREAT!"
He rushed to the center of the village with urgency. Four shinjins were making a mockery out of the chaotic situation before them. The weaker women, children, and men alike, all laid waste on the ground in their own pool of blood. The ones that were alive, were simply waiting for the enviable. Upon showing up to the scenery, the onlookers had joy on their faces as Vulk grabbed one of the shinjin's skulls and bashed it against the ground without warning or alerting the others just in time to defend him. Vulk stood proudly as the shinjin was still alive and chuckling. Based on their facial expressions, the four of them knew and could sense that he was the strongest in his village. They decided to make quick work of Vulk, all now standing side by side towards each other and channeling a powerful spell. Vulk stood strong and as he saw them forming their beams, he immediately summoned up a giant size stone barrier that was 10 by 10. Vulk looking over his shoulders at the remaining members of his village.
"Fear not, as long as i'm here. you all are safe."
The beams were fired, the wall was cracked in all direction and all Vulk could do, was pull a picollo that defended gohan in that moment in time, screaming in pain as he took the full assault of their blast. The smoke lingered the walls falling all around him and there he stood, still standing in that stance as he panted heavily. One of the shinjins smirked, being the most powerful out of the four and aiming his single hand directly outward towards Vulk.
"you still have the strength to stand, i'm impressed. But this will be your last stand."
He fired a rather uniquer beam this time, Vulk yelled with great volume in his voice in order to build up the strength in order to take this next incoming damage, however, his entire body was completely turned to stone. The onlookers of his people were shocked and puzzled, and just like before. they met their fate. Now brought to the Demon Realm and placed on the highest of Earth floating Crumbles, he stands there in the picollo stance, yelling, giving the expression that he "died" protecting his people till the bitter end...
450 years later
The once white statue was now grayed out with cracks among them due to the time passing and nothing more. Three bats laid claim to the statue as their home. Two of the bats rested on each side of his forearm, while the main third bat, sat on his head. The three of them protecting their territory and home from other predators nearby. Vulk frozen in time, is unconscious about the whole ordeal before him. Will anyone save this once Hero of his people? Will he be given a second chance at life? or will his tomb remain here.