Post by Plato on May 24, 2017 1:52:42 GMT
Plato sat in his ship rage in his eyes. He was heading to destroy the saiyans on Yardrat. His fingers were Placed on his forehead. He had concluded their be only one side they could take him and Alistair. A telepathic growl shot through space heading towards Konats and Alistair and his people. He spoke with a calm rage, "This is King Plato. The saiyans and I have had a falling out. They want you dead Alistair and i figured out who ordered the attack at least i got a feeling. Based on what i've learned from Vennel and Shem i have concluded the man you ended Mayze is the man we are looking for. Of course he is dead but now well...we got a problem. Simply put I am not through with trying to talk with them. I honestly though that maybe we could talk about and figure it out. Honestly, they never had a intrist they wanted to keep me tailed not joining Xylo. Well they forced my hand, and now i been forced. I'm going to give you a choice. I have no anger towards me my friend i hope you choose right. Either you can join me with Md so we help Xylo to defeat the saiyans then maybe we can kill xylo that way if it comes to it or of course just follow him. The Other Option we become foes. I cannot side with the saiyans they are my foe. They will destroy konats when they get the chance so old friend please choose the right side." he sent the telepathic call as he sat in his ship exhaustion creeping in his face. He was going to war and he was afraid not for himself but for his people. He hoped he made the right choice by standing for what he believed.
(Short Powerlevel solo)
(Short Powerlevel solo)