Post by Defrosch on Dec 5, 2016 11:16:42 GMT
[Thread PL: 78,483] [UT] Liquid Ki - Mist Active! Ki suppressed to 10000] [ Maeve Rakshasa ]
It was quite late at night, the holy grounds of the Timeless Lookout remained as quiet and still as it rightfully should be. There was no massive meeting of ludicrously strong warriors that gathered the power to reshape the universe, nor the emergence of a brand new life. There was naught but simple silence.
This did not however, by any means ensure that all was peaceful.
For one of the Lookout’s occupants, Defrosch, found himself in a state of internal turmoil. Finding himself several hallways down from the Pendulum Room, beyond one of the many mystical doors he had entered a place known as the Reflection Room. In this room, one could look into any of the present mirrors, and within them; meet somewhat alternate selves. Like the Pendulum Room, the Reflection Room had its own safety measures. The intricacies of it were unclear, but it for sure had something to do with the mind of the person that entered rather than actually tearing a hole in multiple realities.
Having discovered it while reading through some books some time ago, Defrosch had only recently begun properly investigating it since he had more free time. At first, it was quite the interesting endeavour, seeing the alternate paths his decisions could have taken him on.
One such decision lead him into joining the Blue Banner Army; having missed Bing’s mass telepathic message about the Saiyan Invasion. He wasn’t all too different in terms of personality, but instead of getting into mystical arts, he became something of an inventor, building various neat machines.
Another reflection depicted the Arcosian joining Walker and the Wild Hunt a while after the arboreal bio-golem attempted to blast Vegeta into smithereens; here, the Arcosian would delegate himself to helping Walker understand people’s emotions better… Sure enough it wasn’t easy, but that version of himself said he was trying.
Additionally, there was a rather annoyingly flippant version of himself that spoke in cryptic riddles and half-truths; so much so that it was unclear if the halo above him was real or not. There was talk of androids having ‘pointless playtime’ somewhere, but that was pretty much it.
Beyond those three, there were slightly minor alterations, nothing too far out there… Except for one last reflection...
It was vicious beyond reproach, perhaps vile in every single way the true Defrosch thought possible. Without warning, every time Defrosch visited this reflection, it would attack and brutally beat him into the dirt, chastising him for being pathetic and weak.
That vision of an Arcosian... No, that was a vision of a savage monster that is merely an Arcosian in shape… His shape.
Defrosch found himself shaking at the very thought of it. After continually getting his ass kicked by this apparition, he threw a tarp over the mirror so that he wouldn’t even have to look at it again. Yet even still, the sting of defeat ailed him whenever he walked past it. Why wasn’t he stronger? What was he waiting for?
Was this it? The limit of his potential? Defrosch couldn't help but wonder.
So there he stood, staring at the concealed mirror that contained his greatest enemy so far; himself. His hand slowly reached towards the tarp, his hand recoiled and he looked down to the floor behind him, ashamed. "Tch... What am I even doing?" Without so much as a second glance, he left the Reflection room and made his way to the topside of the Lookout. After reaching the center of it, he looked up to the stars for a moment. 'If I don’t get any stronger… Then how will I keep the sky the way it is right now?' Lost to his own thoughts, he brought out the Kami’s Emblem that he received from Bing several months ago and held it up to the sky. 'Why did he bother giving me this?'
With a dejected sigh the Arcosian simply sat down and watched the stars above...