Post by Tomoka on Jun 29, 2017 16:15:12 GMT
For a moment, it was like he had never existed. He was incapable of feeling, almost as if he had never existed. He couldn’t recognize the world around him, for there was no world around him. He couldn’t even recognize that he was HIM. All he was was nothing, and nothing was him. But it wasn’t him. But it WAS.
However, none of that mattered. For soon, he woke once more, finding himself on a line. Before him floated millions upon millions of clouds of gas, each a sole, each moving forward. Except for him. He just floated there… and then he screamed. “WHERE AM I?! WHAT IS THIS PLACE?! WHY AM I HERE?!” he shouted, before looking upon himself. “WHAT HAVE YOU DONE TO ME?!” He shouted, terrified. One moment, he was adrift in space, dying in a shattered body. And now, he was here, on this line, waiting for Kami know’s what, in the form of a cloud. But before he could continue his mad ravings, he was silenced… by a blue man.
He saw through his non existent eyes a strange, blue skinned man, and he seethed at the thought that one of Mustyan’s race had followed him to whatever THIS place was. He scowled, trying to demand an answer, but he found that he couldn’t. He soon noticed though that this man was… different. All the brenchians he had seen had white, pale hair. This one’s hair was black. He also noticed that he had horns, and that was even MORE different. Tomoka scowled, before finally, the blue man spoke.
“Judging by your attitude and the sound of your voice, I can tell you’re either a monkey, a teenager, or both.” He would say, before Tomoka scowled once more, prompting a smirk from the blue man. “Both I suppose? Hehe.” Tomoka than lashed out, trying to grab at the blue man, but found that he had no hands to do so, remembering his current form. “Alright, look. Your name was, Tonker, right?” Tomoka suddenly froze, staring at the blue man, before the blue man allowed him to speak once more. “Oh, I guess that isn’t your name than. I keep tabs on all the people who enter, and so far, I’ve already met hundreds of Mazoku, a few of them demons, but not one a SAIYAN.” he would say, opening up a small book. “And you seem to be one of their strongest. You died with strength easily ten times that of your average foot soldier, but I guess all the strength in the worlds couldn’t save you from the vacuum…” He muttered, before Tomoka responded angrily. “Where am I? I am dead, right? What the hell happened to me?!” He would say, now being pushed along by the rest of the souls. The blue man raised an eyebrow. “You’re serious? Do you REALLY not know where you are?” He asked, before Tomoka yelled, “Of course I don’t! There are thousands of superstitions that talk about where you go after you die, how the fuck am I supposed to know which is which blue man?!”
The blue man frowned in response, preventing Tomoka from speaking yet again. “I’m an ogre, and since you’re wondering, you’re about to be judged by king Yemma. He decides whether you stay up here, or get to go down there. Does that explain enough?” he snapped, before allowing Tomoka to speak once more. Tomoka stood still for a moment, nodding. Suddenly, he began to chuckle, and the ogre cocked his head. “What’s so funny?” He asked, and Tomoka turned to him.
“I sacrificed my own life, I allowed myself to die, all so I could make sure that the woman who had condemned me to die in space became nothing as well. But now, I just figured out that not only are both of us going to continue existing, but that even if she’s on this line, right now, she’ll continue to exist, and has the potential to go to HEAVEN… I died in vain, Ogre, and now I’m trapped here…” He would say, before the Ogre walked off. It was clear to Tomoka now what he had to do, but there was a very large obstacle in his way right now.
After hours of waiting, Tomoka finally stood before the being called Yemma, who he knew would be the one to judge him. “Great King Yemma, I will tell you now that I have done many things that are wrong, and only one right: I tried to bring down the Solar Saiyan empire. Do with me as you will, and do it quick. This exchange is ultimately meaningless, so we should get it over with as soon as possible.”
King Yemma
SHOOOOOKIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIII
However, none of that mattered. For soon, he woke once more, finding himself on a line. Before him floated millions upon millions of clouds of gas, each a sole, each moving forward. Except for him. He just floated there… and then he screamed. “WHERE AM I?! WHAT IS THIS PLACE?! WHY AM I HERE?!” he shouted, before looking upon himself. “WHAT HAVE YOU DONE TO ME?!” He shouted, terrified. One moment, he was adrift in space, dying in a shattered body. And now, he was here, on this line, waiting for Kami know’s what, in the form of a cloud. But before he could continue his mad ravings, he was silenced… by a blue man.
He saw through his non existent eyes a strange, blue skinned man, and he seethed at the thought that one of Mustyan’s race had followed him to whatever THIS place was. He scowled, trying to demand an answer, but he found that he couldn’t. He soon noticed though that this man was… different. All the brenchians he had seen had white, pale hair. This one’s hair was black. He also noticed that he had horns, and that was even MORE different. Tomoka scowled, before finally, the blue man spoke.
“Judging by your attitude and the sound of your voice, I can tell you’re either a monkey, a teenager, or both.” He would say, before Tomoka scowled once more, prompting a smirk from the blue man. “Both I suppose? Hehe.” Tomoka than lashed out, trying to grab at the blue man, but found that he had no hands to do so, remembering his current form. “Alright, look. Your name was, Tonker, right?” Tomoka suddenly froze, staring at the blue man, before the blue man allowed him to speak once more. “Oh, I guess that isn’t your name than. I keep tabs on all the people who enter, and so far, I’ve already met hundreds of Mazoku, a few of them demons, but not one a SAIYAN.” he would say, opening up a small book. “And you seem to be one of their strongest. You died with strength easily ten times that of your average foot soldier, but I guess all the strength in the worlds couldn’t save you from the vacuum…” He muttered, before Tomoka responded angrily. “Where am I? I am dead, right? What the hell happened to me?!” He would say, now being pushed along by the rest of the souls. The blue man raised an eyebrow. “You’re serious? Do you REALLY not know where you are?” He asked, before Tomoka yelled, “Of course I don’t! There are thousands of superstitions that talk about where you go after you die, how the fuck am I supposed to know which is which blue man?!”
The blue man frowned in response, preventing Tomoka from speaking yet again. “I’m an ogre, and since you’re wondering, you’re about to be judged by king Yemma. He decides whether you stay up here, or get to go down there. Does that explain enough?” he snapped, before allowing Tomoka to speak once more. Tomoka stood still for a moment, nodding. Suddenly, he began to chuckle, and the ogre cocked his head. “What’s so funny?” He asked, and Tomoka turned to him.
“I sacrificed my own life, I allowed myself to die, all so I could make sure that the woman who had condemned me to die in space became nothing as well. But now, I just figured out that not only are both of us going to continue existing, but that even if she’s on this line, right now, she’ll continue to exist, and has the potential to go to HEAVEN… I died in vain, Ogre, and now I’m trapped here…” He would say, before the Ogre walked off. It was clear to Tomoka now what he had to do, but there was a very large obstacle in his way right now.
After hours of waiting, Tomoka finally stood before the being called Yemma, who he knew would be the one to judge him. “Great King Yemma, I will tell you now that I have done many things that are wrong, and only one right: I tried to bring down the Solar Saiyan empire. Do with me as you will, and do it quick. This exchange is ultimately meaningless, so we should get it over with as soon as possible.”
King Yemma
SHOOOOOKIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIII
