Valparaiso Chapter 3; Sudden Death

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A foreboding presence loomed over the blood-drenched land of Rue, the Warrior's Wasteland, which was as far as the eye could see, and then some. The blood suddenly soaked into the the ground, further extending its reddish tint, and even darkening a shade. "Over Here, Sir." Thanytoz, who had recently been interrupted from his duties around the Veritas by a belligerent roguish man, pointed his finger, beckoning the boy childishly. "Yes, You. Ass." All blood-stained bones dried up on the spot, and became brittle enough to break as soon as he revealed himself. "Death Approaches." Though Thanytoz had much important business to attend to in the Veritas, of which he already completed some of prior to his arrival back at the Forbidden Hotel that he escorted the ruffian from out of, it seemed like there was no end to his being dragged about to and fro. Just another check off of his long list of things to do as a businessman.

"What the hell?" All sorts of strange things were happening all around; none of the images could be told apart by the otherworlder. "Which one is the real one?" He only saw the flash of the eyes and then many other energy readings in the area going up and down and off the charts, which brought him a certain level of his own tension that was of pure anticipation for a fight.

"You're better than I expected, but this is nothing!" He laughed again, still ever smirking, "And before you throw a little tantrum, I'll show you power you could only DREAM of." Immediately, the Otherworlder began to power up, and a golden aura burst from around his body. "I bet you've never even had a whiff of true power. Not the power of a Super Saiyan, or even of a God, or God Super Saiyan, which was literally unheard of." His jet black hair shot up and became golden as well, and in a flickering flash, the otherworldly man disappeared.

In a split second, there was a punch coming at every one of the split images, and in a different direction aimed at each point of the body. Naturally, after even one connect, a flurry of other punches and kicks would already be in motion at just the same speed as the first one.

At the sight of a struggle during the first eye contact made, the afterimages that were left behind would dodge and disappear each in a different manner matching up with whatever sort of blow was thrown at them at the time they were being engaged, not getting hit and also not leaving an image behind.

On reflex, the single image that was left behind that had an opening that linked up in synchronized timing with the otherworlder would strike back with a vigorous burst of energy like the flying of a fist toward a face, with an impact something of the sort, yet as pinpoint and exact as lightning. What missed his head would leave behind a concussive force like that of the same number of blows thrown during the fistfight, with a lingering paralysis from the startling fear of near sudden death so instantly.

The bolt of lightning hit the ground and upon impact, his body formed and the streaks of lightning left in his wake became his hair, which he promptly scratched and swirled, as if thinking about something. "Hm... Something's not right..." The more he thought about it, and knowing that something wasn't correct, the more wildly his fingers wriggled throughout his locks of gold. "Is this what it's like for someone to go against me? This feels uncomfortable." He should be trying to have fun, or something, not be fighting for his life or the lives of others. That wasn't happening. "... But... What's that soul worth, though...?" Maybe he could get a reading on it. His eyes flashed and immediately, after having seen into the consciousness of his opponent, would begin to calculate what his next moves were based off of how he was as a person, alone. "Soul Notation."

The second he moved was the instant that Tsao would burst through the otherworlder's heart and/or soul, having ripped it from out of his chest as a streak of lightning and carrying it between his streaking fangs like a feral wolf head, likely killing him on the spot if he didn't know how to counter.

Everywhere that the otherworlder was not thinking about, which was cast in a mental darkness of blindness that was beyond his conscious focus, would have a gaping void like the pit of a stomach overcast, like a large mouth overshadowing him everywhere he couldn't see nor think of, and remain in that pocket of his unconsciousness for as long as possible. Yet, behind the otherworlder, ever in the back of his head would be the view of the Dollhouse that he saw when the Owner revealed what was under his cloak. That blindness was burned into his head and this was the image it took, and would follow him like a haunting memory, even if he tried to deny it. Every so often, he would be able to hear the faint chanting, "Dolly~, Dolly~, Dolly~" going on in the background in the singsonging fashion of a little girl teasing him. The mouth opened and closed around him like a blinking eye, and the otherworlder ever encased by the sound of the voice and in the sights of the darkness.

"Whuh... Did he just... Turn into a Super Saiyan on the spot?" The otherworlder, Vegeta, who was the Saiyan Prince, was actually dumbfounded to find out that this person could achieve that level of power on the spot. It took Vegeta many years to do that, even in his youth. The lightning bolt truly did just breeze by his head, and so did a great many other things, unconsciously.

"Well, that's nothing!" he finally said, immediately powering up to his highest power level. "There's still no way you'll defeat this form. I don't care WHAT universe you came from. NOTHING is stronger than a Super Saiyan God Super Saiyan!" Somehow, something that was only a legend is now something that was once completely unheard of among any realm, including the Saiyans' own.

The aura itself prevented any power signatures or wavelengths that were not the aura of the Saiyan himself to permeate the power output. Lightning couldn't pierce through it, or even come close.

Vegeta continued to chuckle arrogantly, knowing now that the battle was over.

"Holy--" Tsao cried, as his bolt of lightning as he, himself, was diverted just from the aura alone. "Those emanations are off the charts..." He, as a streak of lightning, was altered from his course and now could not touch the 'Super Saiyan God Super Saiyan' just as he was. The lightning arced around the edge of the emanation of the presence, unable to permeate. "At least that means that soul is worth a hefty price," he said, finally striking back down to the ground. "I might actually need to use a technique on you." Knowing also that the darkness that surrounded the Otherworlder was also Tsao's rival, he would have to think about how he could prevent it from stealing his kill.

With every emanation that radiated from the overwhelming power of the Otherworlder, Tsao, who was now on the ground, would resonate and match these wavelengths, causing his own coloration to shift to match those of the one that was emanating. The lightning yellow that was around his body would become a vibrant neon blue, and his hair, which was atuned to these frequencies, would shift to the same coloration of the Otherworlder. His eyes flashed open and instantaneously, he appeared right in the face of the Otherworlder, swiping at him with the speed of whatever was the same as the potential of the Otherworlder, himself. "GOTCHA BITCH!" The flickering stream of electricity looked like bluish-white lightning in the form of a wolf claw, and striking in a rapid fire that looked like a series of nearly invisible, highly intense surges of streaks of lightning, thousands of volts at a time.

Once Vegeta saw that his own power level was nigh instantaneously matched threw him off for a moment, yet still enough time for him to dodge slightly from the first oncoming blow he instinctively felt coming at him. It was like reacting to his own reflex, since the electric blows would be striking him would feel like his own natural instincts. Any strike thrown at him could be easily evaded, even if he'd gotten the jump of Vegeta in the first place. "You're ACTUALLY a threat, huh?" Vegeta continued to chuckle. "Cute."

Instantaneously, Vegeta would begin to parry each of the blows he knew were coming at him and also began to hurl his own high speed punches. Mixing up with an elbow and/or an overhead. To dispel all of the energy in the area, he eventually released a powerful surge of Ki from himself that neutralized all of the area in a destructive explosion of his own energy. Tsao should have been forced out of range or dead from being neutralized whilst in that state.

Tsao continued to go blow for blow with Vegeta for quite a while, dodging even his elbows and overheads as they parried each others high speed strikes. "HOO!" Tsao cried, after one blow barely just missed his head, something like he'd done to Vegeta earlier, "Aight, you got some skills!" Through the battle, it seemed like there was a little bit of respect for his actual power that was being found as they went on, even though it was a death match. "But you ain't that slick, pahtnah." Tsao could feel the nigh instant energetic buildup in Vegeta's power level and, when he was feeling it, Tsao, too, was growing in power just because Vegeta was. He hadn't yet realized that strength and power had no meaning to the god of lightning, nor any of the gods of the Veritas, which was why those who did would fall to them.

The very explosion of the Ki made to neutralize the area would instead be 'Ruptured' by the exact same measurement of energy disrupting the flow of it with a counteracting force both equivalent and polar opposite to his own, thus cancelling and nullifying both forces as they came out and trapping the both of them in a field of energetic stasis. This would knock the two away and even out both their auras and merge them into one, leaving neither to overpower the other or to be able to influence the other, yet also to isolate their own area to keep the two of them contained to their isolated space of polarized energy. "How you like that, play boy?!" Now, the two of them couldn't overpower or undermine the other whilst they were in the neutralized field, and the decisiveness of their battle would only come from who was actually more skilled in combat. Their energy didn't matter anymore, nor did their power; it was all skill and technique. "You ready for a real fight now, or are you still shuffling around, granny!?" Tsao snickered, sporting something of a similar arrogant smirk that Vegeta had not let leave from his own face for quite a while.

There was tension in the whole area caused by the neutralization; a tension that could be felt. The electrical charges surging through Tsao surged through his feet, which would cling to the ground, whether or not Vegeta had followed him. He would stand there with his hair streaming into the emanations of the atmosphere and crackling like lightning, and his fists clenched tightly. Even his jacket, which flowed like a cloud, was charged with electricity that caused it to flare up even as he stood stationary. It looked like at any given moment, he could reflexively instantaneously throw out another attack, or parry another blow that should so come at him. "Wus good?!"

Vegeta was impressed. So much so, he decided that he wouldn't move. "Not bad, kid," he chuckled, still not breaking a sweat. "I suppose I should stop going easy on you then, huh?" Though Vegeta knew that he, himself, was going easy on his opponent, he also could see that the other person was also not being completely serious, even if it looked different from how Vegeta portrayed his outwardly. It was still the same expression, but expressed differently. The seasoned warrior knew this, for he was not as brazen as he was back in his youth, even if he still clung to some of his more primal tendencies even to this day. "Then how about you give me a reason to, huh?" Vegeta would look at his rival, still smirking, with his eyebrows furrowed deeply into his head as if he were thinking intensely. His body lowered to the ground, but did not land, and he would cross his arms as he floated before Tsao. "I don't think you're as much of a threat as you might think you are." He'd nearly died twice and hadn't even given Vegeta anything to worry about since powering up to being a Super Saiyan God Super Saiyan. There was nothing that he could do to possibly actually be considered truly hazardous anymore, even if he could be on par with Vegeta. Knowing that much was all he needed to feel as though he could stand there and take whatever was about to be dished out. He didn't move.

"No More Games." The Voice of the Owner of the planet would call out to the ones causing a disturbance on it, of which was causing a disturbance in the Veritas Universe, of which the Owner, the Void Bo$$, could actively feel. The irritation was so great, it had to be completely neutralized, no matter what was going on at the time, nor what anyone felt or thought. Completely Void; Blotted Out.

The entire area, 'Rue, The Warrior's Wasteland,' was completely reset and everything both died and ended on the spot. When the area was done being reset, and all before the words of the Void Bo$$ were uttered was completely nullified and erased on command, the Presence of the Void Bo$$ continued to pass over the land, searching for Otherworlders. The sound like the screeching of a burning vulture and a fiery volcano could be heard.