The Royal Arcosian Ball

Yes, the wondrous nature of the Planet of Arcose was truly a sight to behold, preferably from very far away were you won't freeze to death. These temperatures are known to sometimes get close to Absolute Zero. Very close, in fact, that the coldest record was off by only a few degrees.

The floor to the ball, by an absolute coincidence, had a checkered pattern of a a light grey and a darker grey, not quite reaching the extremes of black or white. Not too many people would be surprised by the appearance of Vi-Poi, a few humans had come to the Ball as well, but most of these were only hybrids of a variety of other races. And, of course, the other similar-looking humanoids, which Vi-Poi was assumed to belong to. 

From the outside, the palace might look like a city in itself if all of the buildings were stacked atop of each other, perfectly built by the best Architects the Galaxy had ever known and was constructed with rare materials. Don't assume from it looking like a city that it shared it's size with one, however, for while it is quite a large Palace, it is only a small portion of the over-all city if you looked at it from above, despite being a few times taller than any other construct on the planet. But Wyntre didn't see her Wonderful palace nearly as much as she'd like to: She was most often someplace else in the Galaxy, or inside the Palace itself.

In her hand, she held a glass of a fine type of wine, which also happened to be the second rarest wine in the Galaxy. It's a type that she last remembered having with a mad soldier of hers, Zexama, and was named Citrated Golden Blood Wine, which came from Sector 413. The process of creating this wine is extremely advanced and will take a few hours to explain in full, so I will give you a short recipe of sorts. In Sector 413 there exists a strange species called a Golden Glider. It is extremely endangered, with less than 50 remaining at all, all of which in a breeding program of Wyntre's designing. These Golden Gliders resemble giant winged whales made of gold, and naturally would go from Solar System to Solar System, eating small planets and anything smaller and digesting them with a very unique stomach. There also exists, around the exact opposite side of the Galaxy, a species of citrus that grows in a forest, sapping it of all of it's life and turning the immediate area, over time, into a lifeless desert. These citrus's are usually removed by Wyntre's forces so that the life remains, but another use had been found, and it seemed a few thousand years ago, these citrus fruits were taken in. The process is very long, so keep with me... These citrus fruits, each the size of an Olympic-size swimming pool, were fed in mass numbers to the largest of the Golden Gliders, around the size of a large rock planet from birth, as their sole source of food. Who knows how many planets were used in cultivating the citrus fruits, and how many forest worlds became desserts... This was all roughly five thousand years ago, by the way. When the Glider was of an age where their strength and size stops increasing, they were killed. Because of the way their systems work, they do not excrete waste, it all turns into fat. All of that citrus wasn't turned into something unappealing, it was used to store meat and blood. And so they removed all of the blood and removed the meat juices before filtering out anything that wasn't needed and using that as fertilizer for a new bunch of Mega-Citruses. This process happened many times over for roughly five thousand years, giving Wyntre the wine she has today, with an alcohol level of 99.9998%, making it fatal to anyone how either isn't used to it or having a Power Level beyond a few thousand. Wyntre sipped it down like it was nothing. But that, as I had said, was only the second rarest, and second most delicious, wine the Galaxy had ever seen. She planned of opening the top tonight. And then Vi-Poi stepped in. She remembered their brief digital exchange that lead to him being here:



His Analysis of the Arcosian script, if it had come back bearing fruit, so to speak, would tell Vi-Poi that they said some very cryptic language involving Arcosians that made very little sense. Arcosian poems were normally up to the reader to decipher what they actually meant.

The game of Space-Chess was not actually seven dimensional, despite having multiple factors of a seven-dimensional tesseract shadow. Rather, it was technically five-dimensional due to the time involved, but was often thought of as four-dimensional. She'd explain it more if they played. I'd like to pount out that Wyntre's scouter hadn't activated yet.

"Welcome, Administrator Azure. I hope you find Arcose hospitable. Would you like to play some Four-dimensional Chess? I find it a good exercize for the mind." she said, pointing over to the multiple others playing.

((Sorry for the long/confusing explanation))

The exact logistics of the Space-Chess had caused quite a lot of argument all across the Galaxy, concerning the exact amount of dimensions actually involved. Some say three, some say five, some say seven and some say nine. But, what is generally accepted, is that it is four-dimensional, despite the possibility of it not being so. It mostly depended on your perspective.

With a brief arm movement, a Tron-like slab from the floor-boards floated up and configured itself to form an armchair-like shape on Vi-Poi's side of the where the game was to be played. Wyntre didn't need one of these herself, of course, as she simply sat comfortably in her Hover-Chair. With another arm movement, the three three-dimensional shapes lifted up. There was a cube comprised of squares, a tetrahedron comprised of triangles and a dodecahedron comprised out of pentagons, all of which moving at a fast pace, spinning like rukik's cubes. Don't think this was only going was going to be simple. With another quick hand movement, these stopped in place as lines formed inside all three shapes. Soon, holographic figures comprised out of a dark indigo and a vibrant violet popped up on separate sides of each individual shape. Before Vi-Poi began to talk, she found it necessary to explain the rules of the game.

"I'm sorry if this is a little bit much, but I'm sure you can understand. I hope you're doing your research and looking up some strategies on the internet, or else this is going to be fast. So, Vi-Poi, I suggest you listen closely. When it is your turn, you will make three turns, one on each board, in the order of Trigon," she started, motioning to the triangle tetrahedron, "Tetron," she continued, motioning to the cube, "and Penton." she finished the list off with, "After completion, I will make my moves in the same order. It doesn't really matter all that much, but it's Tradition. For your turn on each board, you could either move a Thrall or Shift. To explain Shifting... It's like a single move on a Rubik's cube, moving everything on the moved portion with it. Now, to explain your Thralls, or as you'd say, Chess Pieces. First off is the Emperor/Empress." she said, motioning to the total of six identical pieces of two different colors that resembled Arcosians. "Whatever you call them depends on the Player's Gender. They can move just like a Queen does for 10 sectors, the little squares, triangles or pentagons, before they have to stop. Something else about Monarchs, their gender neutral term, is that they are completely invincible until they have one or less pieces excluding itself on that board of its own team. The second next prized piece is the Ginyot," she said, motioning to a piece that seemed to have two horns, "But mine is called Ginyon. The person of higher rank, that is I, generally would have all of their Thralls, with the exception of their three Monarchs, ending with the suffix 'on', while the person lower would have the suffix 'ot'. The Ginyo, it's team neutral term, has the fascinating ability to switch with any other Thrall, other than the Monarch, of the same team. It can traverse three sectors in a turn. Next, one of my favorite, is Guldon, or your Guldot," she explained, motioning to the stubby and short piece, ”Who has the ability to stop the enemy team from that board from doing anything next turn, killing itself in the progress. Using Guldo, as you’ve likely guessed to be the neutral term, doesn’t count as a turn. Next is Recoon, or your Recoot,” she continued, motioning to a piece that made a ball of what was presumably hair on its head, ”Who can move three times Sectors or directly teleport to the other side of the board, as long as no one is there. Next is Burton/Burtot. He’s the one with what appears to be a Bio-Gem. He can move twelve sectors, but is sacrificed if he defeats any Thrall and cannot take another Burton/Burtot or a Monarch. Then is Jein, or Jeit. He’s the one with that thing going to his shoulders. He can move six sectors when adjacent to Burter, but otherwise can only move once. Once the Enemy Monarch of your particular board has perished, wait for the other two games to finish. Once all games are finished, you can often find out how won if someone won all three. However, if someone had lost one and won two or vice versa, then that is what is called a Finale. Gather every piece that hadn’t died from your three games, rearrange them as you like without looking at your oppositions set-up on the arena the person with less victories had chosen, and start the Finale. No shifts allowed. The loser is the one who has no pieces left to play with, even if their last piece isn’t a Monarch. I hope you've gotten all of that, Vi-Poi.”

The cube, better known as Tetron, was comprised out of 6 squares, each square being a 7x7 board, which is 49 sectors per side and 294 sectors overall. In the very center of one side is the Monarch, and surrounding her were the five types of Thrall, leaving three spaces empty. It was completely your choice as to who went where in here, with a holographic shield of black preventing you looking at the enemy’s defence and work off of that. The Tetrahedron, better known as the Trigon, had 4 faces, with each side containing 36 triangle-shaped sectors for a total of 144 sectors overall. In its center is the Monarch and the placements of the Thralls can be chosen. The Dodecahedron, better known as a Penton, which is comprised out of 12 pentagon-shaped faces, and by far the most complicated board comprised of many triangles and a few polyhedrons here and there.

"I can assure you, there is no such thing as a Super Saiyan. It is interesting that you know Daiki, the 'Super Saiyan', or so you say. It seems the larger the power, the smaller the Galaxy. I do not know of this 'Turtle Hermit' Ninjin, or the Zetto Senshi Fighters, as you call them. From how I understand the situation, Daiki hasn't been been told about the Truth and Good you're bringing, and is rather wordlessly obeying this 'Ninjin' of yours. But no matter. I originally planned to have the Saiyan Leader assassinated and bring Daiki into that role. He was raised by Namekians, you know: Pacifists. I planned for him to bring reason to the Saiyans, stop them from war. This plan is still in the planning process, you see. We will look forward to the time when Earth becomes more than itself, and we will help push it along if need be. You have our support."

Meanwhile, she decided to make her move. She was the Jurron, in contrast from the Jurrot, and that is why she both went first and was controlled the On Team. That is; Dark Indigo. Arcosians have a lot of words for colors. On was only a suffix meaning Dark Indigo, there was a completely seperate prefix for it and another word for the color itself. The three boards split in two and moved, three each, to a player, before a selective mirror moved up so that you could only see your part of the board to get rid of any cheating.  She moved all three of her pieces in order, before she was ready for all of her moves and she pressed the large button with a symbol that looked like a drunken 'Q' as her moves had taken place. Vi-Poi could now see her placements and what she had done, all simultaneously. Wyntre was very skilled at this game. Very, very skilled. The only time she hadn't lost was to the person who taught her in the fist place, when she was roughly six years old. Now, as Vi could see, she shuffled on ever single one Counterclockwise. It was only the beginning of her winning strategy.

And then... Then, her Scouter got it's wits together. 2,501,856. Sure, she's faced enemies nearly three times as powerful, but that was still pretty darn powerful! She nearly choked on the Citrated Golden Blood Wine she was enjoyed oh so much as her heart beat nearly doubled in pace. From the outside, however, it would be hard to notice her shock. To Vi-Poi it would be easy, he's a literal robot. She smiled, a way of saying everything is fine, as she slowly put her Scouter in her compartment. No matter. She's going to become a lot more powerful naturally. After all, she's gotten twenty times more powerful in the last year from practically no training at all. No training at all, in fact, because sleeping in the Gravity Chamber likely doesn't count as training.

"I notice your Power Level is far into the millions. Congratulations. Don't worry, I won't be far behind once I begin bothering to train. We can be spar partners. So far, out of the five or so beings over a million Power Level, you're the first who's not trying to kill me." she laughed, speaking truly about the last part. She was not as scared as she thought she'd be, if at all. She was strangely calm about the whole situation, in a strange way, because she knew she had gotten thus far mostly because of being a Natural Prodigy. Considering she's nearly 25 years young out of a pretty big Lifespan, she has a lot more power coming to use.

Wyntre was, admittedly, confused by 'n minus one rule for the monarch’s vulnerability', but it was easy to assume what he meant. Wyntre thought n-1 was used for something else. But besides, there was currently a game to play. Wyntre looked over everything Administrator Azure had been doing as she made a little sound, making it clear Vi-Poi made a good move. Three of them, really. All of everything he had henceforth done was both legal, well done, and known. These techniques he had used had been used many times, by many different people. These are techniques World Champions have used, World Champions Wyntre has defeated. It was nice to see, out of the eight factorial choices (40,320) available in order to place the five Thralls, minus the identical blank spaces, Vi-Poi had chosen three of the 'Protuairs', ten or so starting set-ups that are known to be the best. He was using a Burtot/Jeit/Empress combination commonly known as the 'Purple Crusher Protection' for reasons not known. Very well, she thought, I had destroyed combinations like so before. The Recoom was not as good as it would sound, sadly, as moving from one side of the board to the other would sound like a useful infiltration, and it is, but it also takes a turn. A turn that can be taken  to destroy it immediately. 

Bringing, on the board, another 90 degree shift, it came together into a full one hundred and eighty degree turn, bring Vi-Poi, all so suddenly, into what would normally be a Check already. On the second turn, too. There is no 'Check' in this game, however, Vi-Poi could do anything he pleased, even if it meant his death. Because the board spun a whole 180 does, of course, mean that anything on that row on the first turn will be right next to multiple of her Thralls. This is unlikely, but even if it had come to be true, if it takes a piece, the only one it could actually take being the Jein. If it does in Vi-Poi's turn, then whatever it is, if it's even there, would be destroyed by a close piece. If it's not moved and it's there, unless there is a shift on it's co-ordinate lane, the Jein will likely take it. That is, in Vi's Monarch isn't captured before then. What Wyntre was using on that particular board was known as the Stasi'Pozi, which is a Umbrella Turn for any form of making a 180 turn within the first few turns of the game. If this wasn't bad enough, the Ginyon had been activated, allowing another turn to pass on that particular board, allowing the Burton to come side by side with the Ginyon that had started the check in the first place. It was practically the end already, there was only one way Wyntre could think of to prevent his defeat, and she wasn't going to tell. If the Monarch captured the Ginyon, the Burton will capture the Ginyon. If the Burton is taken, the Ginyon will take the Monarch. Actually, scratch that, she thought, there are two ways to get out of this. But would he waste such an opportunity on this? Wyntre wasn't being very serious about this game, she was taking risks. If she was playing in a championship, for example, she would take an impenetrable position that would end only when the enemy decided to attack. On the Tetron, he simply moved his Ginyon forward some. But, on the Penton, she had another idea. She'd take a highly defensive position, marking out all available spots that were safe. She then listened in to what the Administrator had to say.

Wyntre was glad to hear that Vi-Poi is going to continually train, and surprisingly welcome to that not being his full power. She wasn't afraid of not being the strongest, as such. She was more concerned with the intelligence levels of the strongest... She was quite happy that Vi-Poi was pretty up there. He's no Zarmar Ferozt, sure, but he's pretty up there. When Vi-Poi said 'You are an Empress – you have no need to be a soldier', she breathed out, calm. She'd never really thought about it that way. After all, most of Wyntre's might came through natural and possibly divine sources, as she's a natural prodigy. Most of her training is sleeping in the Gravity Chamber, after all. She listened on when he spoke of Super Saiyans, not believing him at all until he brought up an image. What surprised her was the fact that she understood that. She never really researched Saiyan tails, must have come through common sense and deduction. She recognized that image, that was a face she knew. She pondered where it was from... She knew that face... She didn't quite remember where from, not now.

"I see. These Super Saiyans could be a potential threat, if handled incorrectly. But this is going to be beneficial, don't worry. The Saiyans won't doubt Daiki if he shows he has that transformation. Namek, you say? I would be lying if I said I wasn't interested. Care for a glass?"

Meanwhile, a red curtain slid out, revealing a strange contraption. It appeared to be in some sort of donut-shape with multiple contraptions as a strange looking alien quite literally jumped inside. He was at least twice as tall as Vi-Poi, but was half as thin, too, and had eight arms. The device had three rows of a piano like-device as he began to play a strange song. The top row sounded like a deep piano, the second like a violin, and the third like sounded like a mix between a piano and an orchestra. The song he played was called 'Treiowyntre', or, if you translate, 'Wyntre's Sonata', and sounded quite like a piece of classical music from earth. Obviously, it had been named after her. Arcose's composers have no mind for simplicity, however. Musicians are required to play at least 20 keys per second per hand... That musician, the alien, is the Galaxy's best, or at least currently the best known, and can play 50 notes per second per hand, with eight hands. Imagine the very zenith of any active piece and let that continue for a while. But, for now, it was quite calm...

If he enjoyed that sort of wine, there was plenty more. Not really, of course, wine is to be enjoyed in concentrated and small amounts, but their certainly were better tasting other kinds of wine, extremely hard to find or manufacture with a zeni cost that's up in the 16-digits. But that wasn't all that much in comparison to the Galaxy's Finest Wine. Pressing a button on her compartment, a bottle of other wine, stylistically morphed to look like a mighty dragon, was presented in Wyntre's hands. You know it must be good when the bottle is comprised out of diamonds. This might be surprising for Vi-Poi, sure, if he even realized that is was comprised out of diamonds, but to Wyntre, this was quite common. When there are whole planets made of the stuff, you view it less as diamond and more of a 'glass substitute made out of concentrated amounts of carbon'. On it's label was, in stylistic Arcosian print, the words 'Aftokrateira Tou Krasiou', but Vi-Poi would be unable to find what these three words would mean. The Arcosian language was a very strange one, you see, many things depend on context. You could specify, sure, but then it is no longer the riddle it needs to be. To Vi-Poi's comment about Arcosian wealth and glamor, Wyntre couldn't help but agree. A sad truth, it would be: when a Galaxy destroys itself with betrayal, sin and infighting when it could be bettering itself further. That is why Wyntre was here, you see. To rule, sure, but not just that. To ameliorate.

When Vi-Poi mentioned the 'Planetary Trade days', she couldn't help but chuckle a little bit. Sure, those were days of glory, but so too was Earth's Medieval Period. Conquering planets just to sell them to the highest bidder is quite silly, really, especially nowadays when no one's bothered to buy them. Those who do would just try to accumulate an Empire to try to conquer about, and those who aren't as nefarious but need a planet don't have nearly enough zeni to pay for the cost of invading in the first place. So, you could be destroyed, run out of zeni and simply fail in general, or you could expand. This was the mistake of the old PTO leaders, you see: They were more Merchants than Kings. Wyntre doesn't intend to go out in a conquest of blood and guts only for the violence you won the galaxy with leads to rebellion and war, of course not. She'd spread about the Galaxy, not conquering, but implementing.


That is quite an interesting prospect, yes, but it's not as if she hadn't heard it before. Her top scientists have been working on this for a few years with the same theories as Administrator Azure. So far, with the lack of hypersensitive equipment, ki residue can only be measured for the past few thousand years, and they had found a steady increase in over-all ki. But this Spiritual Energy can not simply pop into existence continually... Perhaps there is another dimension verging upon ours that leaks it's ki, the only thing in it's entire dimension, into ours like the rain cycle. Who knows, perhaps it's something very different. Perhaps there is an Omnipotent God in the Middle of the Universe named 'Akira Toriyama', it was a good a guess as any. She hadn't exactly described all of the game's rules either, but she decided to only explain them if they became relevant, for example the 'Ubggrelal', which is the strange situation where a Monarch takes another Monarch, adding a whole other layer of depth.

This wine, she knew, it was going to be far greater than any other she had ever tasted. It was known, of course, as Aftokrateira Tou Krasiou, often being shortened to Krasiou. The process of it's creation is advanced and takes great care, so I will only explain in it simply terms. Someplace in the Galaxy, on a planet quite distant, there exists the 'Tou', a species of bee-like creatures, each the size of a cat. The Tou go around, just like a bee, and go get the pollen from plants. This is no ordinary mere 'mead', though, don't be mistaken. These aren't any normal bees. They travel from planet to planet, absorbing the Life Energy of everything around. Imagine literal trillions of cat-size bees sucking out the literal life out of literal plants and animals, quite literally. This 'Life Pollen' is then moved to one of the Queenside, a Rogue Planet that houses the Tou-Princess in it's very core. Here, she eats all of the Pollen, mates with the strongest one out of a trillion Tou, before eating all of her Tou minions as well. She grows immensely larger, cracking out of her Rogue Planet shell, and then incubates her children in the closest star available for a few hundred years. She will then birth another trillion Tou, only one of which female, which is moved to a near planet which then is shifted out of orbit and becomes Rogue. That is, before the trillions of mini-Tau eat the Queen. Now, imagine if the most concentrated of nutrients from each Queen were added together into a Sugar Molecule so advanced a singular molecule was the size of a tennis-ball? Imagine if one of these were produced every hundred years for a few million. While that is a small amount, it is carried over, through the years. Now what happens if you take this Super-Nutrient and shrink it down to an atomic size using shrinking and enlarging technology? It was readily available two thousand years ago, just imagine how advanced it is. But what if you got this nutrient, for example, and fed it to a Special Animal, then used it's flesh to feed to some more Tou? That's a whole lot of that sugar, technically named Toucose, all in this single flask of diamond, she twirled it around in her hands, planning on giving Vi-Poi a minuscule amount soon, enjoying the extreme scent of the ultimate culmination of science and nature and it's nice color... This is to red as gold is to yellow.

Alright. Ginyon down. Alright, it wasn't as if that was a necessary piece anyway, only a, and excuse the pun, pawn on the field. Vi-Poi had used his Guldot to freeze time, shifting and capturing the Ginyon. On that particular board, she captured the Recoot with the Burton. As Recoot had taken the Ginyon just then, it was known as a 'Revenge' for obvious reasons. Meanwhile, she fortified her position on the other two boards.

Oh, silly Wyntre. Nearly, for a second there, she had forgotten the wine by her side. It seemed that even such intellectual fruits can be more desirable than the product of billions of years of evolution and fermentation. That is, of course, something someone might think if they've never tasted any before. She considered giving Vi-Poi a sip might be a waste, not because he did not deserve it, but because he was, quite obviously, an android. But then she concluded, not even a second later, that giving wine to a robot is as useful as giving some to anyone else, possibly including yourself. She listened well to what Vi-Poi had to say as she touched a button on the bottle's cap as it grew four wings and flew away quite literally. She then put her hands around the wings of the diamond dragon, the handle, and gently poured in a very small amount. An alcoholic might take it all in in a sip, but then he'd die soon later, probably with a bad case of explosions, but Wyntre, and with any luck Vi-Poi too, were better than such limited thought.

"What I am about to offer you is the rarest wine in the Galaxy, and probably also the best in the Universe. One molecule, one mere molecule, can fuel a planet-sized Tou, an interplanetary bee species if you were wondering, for it's entire lifetime. My scientists tell me there are roughly twenty five million molecules one the same as to the one I had described, Toucose, in this entire bottle... Those undeserving and unready tend to explode after around five minutes of ingestion after a bout of extreme hyperactivity. You can have some, if you dare," she said as she passed the itsy-bitsy cup-like glass straight through the hologram, which rippled in response as if water had a rock dropped straight in it. "But, as for what you had said, I am one to believe that there is a center. A better question might be which of the multiple is ours?" she said, gentling laughing to herself with no bad intent.

Next, was, and she had to admit, a good question. 'How was it your species evolved?', it was. She wasn't one to let such an opportunity to explain, even if the subject itself was a little musky. And so... she'd do her best to explain.

"Well, that is a difficult subject. Yes, we have a theory that explains every niche, nook, cranny and ability of the Arcosian biology, but, it seems, we have more than just one single theory. Since I haven't been paying attention to the subject in a good two hours, so far I know of fourteen notable theories which can be clumped, generally, into 3 main groups. While the exact details are a little specific, there are a few composite theories running around. Life on Arcose began extremely early in comparison to other planets with life, and so early proto-bacteria had to deal with the planet even as meteorites crashed into it, creating a harsh threat but a great evolutionary process. Little to no water, little to no food, little to no oxygen: it was a wonder they weren't completely obliterated, almost as unbelievable as thinking life could even form in such an environment with such little carbon, oxygen and the like. From then on, we were brought into a great struggle. When life became multi-cellular and visible, they had to preserve what little heat they required in the bio-gems for long-term use," she explained, gently tapping the purple crystal on her head. "These people were uncivilized, baring a very simplistic language with very few words. They stole food from each others and became the progresser of evolution by murdering the weak. Something to be ashamed of. That was when we took the next step. Because interstellar travel wasn't really a problem, they made it to the closest solar system with great speeds, where they found a species, likely not too powerful, who had showed them technology and believed them gods. They continued travelling around, gaining technology, intelligence, and power. This was at least twenty thousand years ago when the 'Prophets' came, Arcosians of great religious value who had claimed to see the Arcosian gods and were more powerful than any other. This would have been dismissed as nonsense blander-blunder if they didn't have any evidence, of course. They taught of Arcosian superiority, saying that such things as 'only Arcosians have souls' and the like. They believed them for whatever reason, and this belief was held for a while. They spread, beginning to cover a good third of the Universe... but now I'm rambling."

Vi-Poi had used his three moves. Sadly, it seemed, that the exact technique that he had just used, the 'Gyu-Gyu Tixe', which roughly translates into english as 'Desperate Desperation Ditch'. It seemed that Defense Technique Uber-#4, the one she was using, was susceptible to such an attack. Because of the specific placement of the Thralls, she was unable to destroy the Monarch or the Jeit. The only actual ways to defend against such an attack would be either to sacrifice another piece which would only delay defeat by one turn, or to shift. But if she did that, it wouldn't be as interesting, you see. It would be more fun to face him in a finale... and so she shifted on an axis on which nothing was on, wasting that turn and effectively removing all chance of victory. The other two games were looking quite good for her.

"Traditionally, you say 'Jun' when you 'conquer' a single board, and 'Junjun' when you win either the entire game. It's good to know that a single board is known as 'Ohn', hence Trigon, Tetron and Penton, which originally were pronounced Tryg-Ohn, Tet-rohn and Tent-ohn. What makes this fact fun is that 'Ohn' also happens to be the Ancient Arcosian word for 'Solar System'. It makes you think what the game represents, doesn't it? As for Arcosian celebratory days, there is no exact 'Empire day'. Sure, there is Frieza day, Cooler day, Kuriza day and Chilled day, but no exact Empire day. My date of birth is the 19th of Polarr, which you may know as 'May'. On every single one of these days, there is a practice known as the Exchange, where people traditionally give everyone they know a single zeni, and all of those people would give you back a single zeni. It is said that not giving any zeni is a one-way ticket to HFIL, but these stories were made by the far-out societies under my reign. I suppose each one could be considered a mini-Christmas. What I'm interested in about the new society of Earth you are created, however,  how are their rights? How is that whole Blutz Bans thing going?"

"These Zetto Senshi must be very secretive. In my younger years as a crueler, greedy Princess without responsibility or restraint, I had originally crash-landed on Earth with no one to mend my ship. I had spent a while doing whatever I pleased, taking control of entire mega-companies. I was a fool, back then. But in that entire time, I had never once heard of these 'Protectors', the Zetto Senshi you had mentioned multiple times now. Do not worry, I do not doubt the humans. In fact, in my stay, I had recruited some of the best scientists and engineers I could find. Tell me, has Earth inhabited the other planets of your solar system yet?"

While Wyntre was sure Capsule Corp has made some interesting things, she doubted they were as ingenious as the Quantum Perpetual Motion Machine, the literal set of all sets, the never-ending gobstopper, the stable paradox, or, the most ingenious of them all, (REDACTED). Wyntre gave Vi-Poi another glass before slightly refilling her own after she had barely touched it. Fun fact, the wine had been asked for by the Arcosian Military for its uses as an extremely-efficient explosive potential. After this, Wyntre would expect Vi-Poi's internal battery, if he had one, would probably overload to a few million percent. It was sort of like linking a nuclear generator to a small fan. Wyntre was, after all, only having little sips every minute or so: while the taste was absolutely divine, it would burn down her throat if she wasn't careful. She could likely chug the entire bottle and live to tell the tale, but that would both be unsafe and in horrible taste. This was the Universes finest wine, not common beer. Besides, she would never be so stentorian at such an occasion. She looked over, past her shoulder, and saw a bustling room full of politicians, members of royalty (mostly her cousins) reporters and people up to no good.

"A shame, really. I was hoping the Blutz Ban program was a genuine attempt at taming the Saiyan community on Earth."

Wyntre had fortified her position to the point that the 'strategic mirror' was barely effective. The 'grinding stalemate', however, was more effective. Vi-Poi had managed to get a Thrall inside of her defenses, where it could either flee or cause some damage before being destroyed.

((Sorry for short post, XV is all-consuming.))