If I Had a Dime... [Beelzebub Training]

The Prince of the Hell yanwed as he lounged on his luxurious couch, as per usual catching up one one of his new favorite shows while snacking, his minons were off dealing with a few other things that needed doing that he frankly had no interest in doing himself.

Just after the intro had finished for the latest episode Beelzebub’s ears twitched has he heard the sounds of chaos. He LOVED a bit of chaos but it was NOT a good thing when chaos was brought directly to his castle without HIM being the one to cause it.

Just as he reached out with his senses to feel what was going on there was a loud ROAR from outside that had his eyebrows raised.

It appeared one of his wayward students had returned.

With a shrug Beelzebub snapped his fingers a few times, first to pause his show, second to dress himself, and a final third time to vanish from his room and to appear before the half demon. “Well well well, look who finally decided to make her way back” He said with a smug smile crossing his arms over his chest and lounging back as he floated at roughly eye level with Zerori.

“DITCH YOU? I’m insulted!” Beelzebub said looking utterly horrified by the accusation no matter how correct it technically was. “Maybe YOU just weren’t looking hard enough!” Beelzebub said giving Zerori a ‘never thought of THAT did ya!’ sort of look while hoping that it would be enough.

Why couldn't she be as easy as Xylo? His favorite Green Bean had wandered a literal desert hellscape for a few months because Beelzebub had been trying to catch up on Single Bit and just automatically assumed it had all been apart of the training.

“But yes you’re right I’m the boss and the best and you’re my student. And you ARE here now so we can truly begin your training. But I’m not going to be the one that decides how we start things, I’ll be leaving that in YOUR hands.”

“I have two techniques that I can teach you, one is a clever sort of technique, the sort of move that won't always be the best choice unless you MAKE it the best choice. You’ve gotta be smart to use it.”

“The other is just pure power, if you have it in your pocket against an evenly matched opponent that DOESN'T have it, you’ll almost certainly have the fight won unless you REALLY screw things up. Unlike the clever technique however it has a cost, and it's a doozy.”

“So Zerori, where do we begin. The clever Infernal Downpour, or the pure power of the Makaioken”

“Well you not being much of a team player might end up being to your benefit when you start learning the other technique, but I’ll leave that for later. Makaioken it is then, the Makaioken’s a bit different than your normal technique, and no it doesnt involve an energy ball in the shape of your face”

But maybe it SHOULD, Beelzebub thought to himself decideing it would be best to keep that particular idea in mind. Maybe he could trick King Kai and Old Yemma into widening the range of techniques he could teach…

“The Makaioken doesnt quite function quite like any other technique out there, it doesnt actually draw on your Ki or Magic or whatever the user uses to blast people to bits. Instead it draws on your life force to boost up your attacks WAY beyond their normal power.”

“Buuuuut as a consequence once you DO use the Makaioken you end up weakened while your body tries to recouperate that lost life force, use it to much and you’ll be running dry and end up right back here. With how dangerous it can be the Makaioken has a bunch of levels that it can be used at, it starts at times two and goes allll the way up to times twenty, times two uses up only about ten percent of your life force, nothing terrible and considering how tough you are its mostly just a drop in the bucket for you.”

“Times Twenty though uses up ninty five percent of your life force, meaning if you’ve used any other level of the Makaioken you’re pretty much already dead after you use it and you best be sure the blast you use actually gets the job done ‘cause even you’ll be in a bad way with your power that low.”

[ADDENDUM!]

Not so much soon after she had asked the question of the child, the saiyan made a nervous gesture before giving a bedraggled sigh. "Wait," She started, face flushed with embarrassment before she continued between clenched teeth. "I can't... I can't do this. It's not that I don't have the guts to go through the training or whatever, but-" Why were the words so hard to just tear out of her mouth?! As she fought with her pride to find the words, a flash of motivation (inspiration even) came to her in the form of the very brief expression on Nicolas' face. The dream she'd shared with him shortly after dying and the promise she'd made to come back at any cost.

Why did she even bother to search for more power when she didn't need it before? The words finally spilled out of her in the form a depressive sigh, "I just don't see the point anymore, I suppose." The honesty felt like she was piercing her own hand. Clenching said hand tightly probably elicited that feeling.

Zerori looked back at the boy before speaking her decision finally, "I'm done. Xylo made a good point when he won that stupid match against me and these techniques won't change that." With a singular half-assed wave, she turned way and gave her final farewell in the form of a middle finger coupled with her own self-satisfying wit, "Stay a little shit, kid."

[EXIT! No need for techs because I won't need 'em where I'm goin'! Thanks for your patience and everything!]