Where one belongs [Judgement] Jun 29, 2017 12:49:49 GMT
Post by Majin Kaza on Jun 29, 2017 12:49:49 GMT
| Where one belongs |
|Kaza's PL: None|
|GAIN BONUSES: None |||PL MULTIPLIERS: None|
Everything that lived was destined to die someday, such was fact. Some die earlier than others, of causes they can't help. Age, sickness, famine...
Perhaps even war.
And so it was for the cruel, vicious Majin known as Kaza. A casualty of war, some might say. An innocent soul caught in the crossfire of warring nations, fighting for a cause she didn't believe in. Perhaps some would describe her death like that, something untimely and unfair that she simply couldn't help. But...Was she really innocent, in all of this? Was she really but walking manpower, forced to fight for a Nation she didn't support?
Ofcourse not. She lived for the Empire, and would do anything to see it prosper.
Be it the death of thousands, the destruction of other planets, and the enslavery of other races...Kaza didn't care. She COULDN'T care. Sympathy was not written in her dictionary anymore...A byproduct of the absorption of what little Good she had left in her. The change in personality it gave her, along with the drastic increase in power...It made her reckless, as if her brain was surrounded in a murky, darkened fog while she was on Arcose.
...Perhaps, that too is why she lost. Both the battle, as well as her life.
Kaza had died. That, was a fact none could deny. Yet she died satisfied, doing everything in her power to flip Xylo, and his entire crummy Dominion the metaphorical bird. The only thing she regretted was not staying alive long enough to see the aftermath of their battle.
Did Kaza's last ditch effort work? Had the blue Heran survived? And what about Vennel?
...Would she avenge Kaza?Questions she wouldn't be able to find an anwser to for a long, long time...
Kaza awoke in a wispful, internal boom, as if all of her thoughts, memories, and emotions came racing back to her soul. A crude image drawn infront of her quickly began detailing itself, leaving a very, VERY confused Majin soul wondering just where she was.
Looking around her, she noticed a stupidly long pathway dotted with wispy clouds infront of her, snaking and twisting through the cloudy terrain until it reached a monstrous, gigantic structure. The entrance stuck out to her, moreso the two words written on it in a huge, taunting font...'WEL COME'
...What a sick joke.Was this the Afterlife she had heard so much about? The place where the dead gather to get punished for their sins...? The place where people like Xylo found such immense, unquestionable power?
''This isn't right...''
Kaza felt truly conflicted as the realization hit her. The Afterlife was but a concept- something mortals invented to give themselves peace of mind, and remove the fear of death...That was what the Afterlife was, right? That is...What she thought...
That is what she was lead to believe, ever since her absorption of Doctor Breech. The man who didn't believe in an Afterlife. The Doctor who, despite all of the facts and ressurected happily shouting about their experiences whilst being dead, still refused to believe in it. This doubt, that Kaza was 'forced' to feel, had been buried for quite the long time. Yet, now that she was actually faced with the Afterlife herself...
''NONE OF THIS IS RIGHT?! WHO THE FUCK IS PULLING THIS SICK JOKE ON ME?!?'' Kaza screeched at the top of her metaphorical lungs, catching the attention of numerous wispy clouds infront and behind her, along with some Ogres who quickly approached her. ''Confused, mh?'' A red Ogre said as he approached Kaza, holding a look of sympathy. Another confused soul, unable to accept the fact she had died...
''What do you think!? OFCOURSE I'M CONFUSED...!!-'' She shouted desperately, slowly coming to a striking realization...
All of the wispy clouds infront of her, and behind her...Her voice, which felt different...And finally, the fact that she couldn't feel anything physical around her entire body.
With a scared murmur, Kaza looked down at her body...
''W-where...'' Or better yet, her lack of one.
''Where is my...My body...!?'' Her sights snapped to the Ogre accompanying her once more, every ounce of her puffy 'face' screaming for help. The ogre simply sighed, pushing the Majin's soul to move along, as the line was starting to get even larger due to her confusion. ''Keep moving, I'll explain things on the way.''
And so Kaza did. She...Didn't have much of a choice, really.
''So, you should realize by now that you've died somehow, right?'' The Ogre asked her. He only got a frustrated mumble in response- Kaza felt ridiculous for having to be explained and guided about by this red-faced fuckwad. ''When people die, they lose their bodies, and their 'soul' carries over to this place: The Afterlife.'' He continued, prodding Kaza to move quicker before he gestured to her cloudy form.
''This cloud-thing you are now...I guess you can call it your soul.''
He glared at Kaza. Her soul stuck out from the others, held this vile, dark air to it...As if she had done a lot of wrong in her life. ''And I can tell you have a particularly nasty one.''
The duo walked together for what seemed like an eternity. Why exactly the Ogre chose to prod and follow Kaza around was beyond her at this point. Did he think Kaza could somehow cause trouble? Well, that'd be difficult, as all of her power was gone. She couldn't even bring herself to give the guy a good smack in the face, something she tried numerous times, despite knowing it was futile.
Eventually though, Kaza's cloudy soul reached the Palace the line was headed towards. To call it 'Overkill' in terms of its size would be an understatement.
So, this really was it, huh? This...This was death. She could deny the fact all she wanted, even despite her will, no matter how many times Doctor Breech's influence would tell her otherwise...This was real.
The Afterlife was a thing, and here she was. Dead, unaware of anything happening in the Living World.
It concerned her greatly, ofcourse. Unable to know what was happening on Arcose, or how the war was progressing in general...It made her quite flippin' agitated.
''Okay, it's almost your turn. Inside of there, you're gonna be meeting my boss, King Yemma. He's the guy who will judge you, and send you to either Hell or Heaven.'' The Ogre explained as they neared the entrance of the Palace ever so closely. Kaza could already see the humongous guy sitting there in the distance, right behind his gigantic desk. ''Oh boy I really do wonder where I'll be going!'' Kaza replied in a sarcastic tone, trying to sound as passive-agressive as humanly possible.
The Ogre simply groaned, and forced Kaza further down the line. ''Tell him all that you've done in life, both good and bad. And be honest, Yemma doesn't like liars.'' Honestly, at this point it sounded like he was scolding her, almost like she was a child.
And just like that, Kaza was up next to have her soul judged. The Ogre left her side, sending a respectful nod into Yemma's direction before leaving the scene.
Kaza's soul slowly wisped toward the gigantic desk, looking up with an expression of defiance. That is, if she had a face to begin with.
''I'm supposed to tell you everything I've done, right?'' Her high-pitched, wispy voice began, almost sounding amused. Almost.
''I've killed more people than I can keep track of, helped overthrow the robot-king of Konats, resulting in thousands of innocents being blown to bits. I also fought bravely in the war against the Mazoku Dominion, and am a respected Officer of the Saiyan Solar Empire. I toasted one of Xylo's elites, some schmuck called 'Mammon', or something.''
Kaza paused for a second, not really feeling any remorse or regret in her actions. Although she did find it funny just how much her 'bad' outweighed her 'good', from the perspective of an outsider.
''All I did, I did for the Empire...''
She sighed out, already trying to come to terms with the fact that she'd be sent to Hell.
''My name is Majin Kaza.''
In the end, it really wasn't all that difficult to accept.''And I haven't commited a single good deed.''
Taking Shoki when this is graded, of course
TAGS: King Yemma