Furious Peaks of Mt. Ketsueki! Kizuki & Alaistair! (closed)

Kizuki seemed to have been having a difficult time to understand the Devil's story, even after Alaistair tried to make it easier to understand. However, he claimed to understand he knew how it felt to have everything change on him. This was probably the best Alaistair would get out of it. This was probably one of those things only the individual themselves' could deal with.

For a bit, things became quiet between the two of them. The strange storm above the mountain thundered loudly, attracting Alaistair's attention. It made him think about where he would be now, were to have not become whom he was a very long time ago. It made him ponder what he would've learned from the experiences of his former kin and if he would've learned about why this mountain came to be.

Kizuki spoke first. He wanted to know about Alaistair's age. The devil's eyebrows rose, as he thought about it with a notable hum. It was probably difficult to measure that, considering how the planets had their own interpretations of time due variables normal individuals would create t o understand it. He told him, "That's a bit difficult to interpret. Do you want my age, in regards to Vegeta and its rotations around its star and its personal... Feh. That's probably what you want to know. By technical measurements for your planet... A million and one years are what I've experienced, even in this space of death here."

Alaistair looked to Kizuki, asking him, "What about your age, since we're talking about it?"

Kizuki's response to was kind of what Alaistair expected, when he heard his age. He then gave him a riveting tale of his life, how he'd been a mercenary under some intergalactic trade organization. There, he ventured from planet to planet for the organization, handling militant missions. He was then scouting one particular planet, which he later named Daikondu, and was made to believe the planet was weak. However, it seemed this planet had developed an Android army, and they were swept aside!

He would then recount having mated with a couple of other saiyans, producing children, and one of said saiyans had developed Super Saiyan power! Alaistair's eyebrows perked up, as he turned to him and asked, "Really? You actually came across a Super Saiyan befo- What else had you learned, Kizuki?"

Alaistair let him continue on, telling of how he was captured on the same planet, his wife and son being slain as he was stuffed into a pod and landed on a unknown planet. Next thing he knew, he woke up in a testing facility, many years later to the present, and had made his way to Vegeta, where he eventually came across both he and Xylo! Alaistair was indeed surprised at this story, and the age, which Alaistair was now remembering had been told in the first place.

"Right... Right, you did say this when we first met, didn't you? I must be getting to the age where I'm getting forgetful! HAH! It would also explain your intuition, as well! But, perhaps it may have been longer than 2,000 years... Eh, it may be a bit too frivolous to focus on the matter for now," Alaistair spoke, shrugging as he gave it a quick thought through his head, "Technological advances on certain planets in the various systems had developed to the point some claimed to travel through time! In your case, they must've developed and perfected body stasis, so they could observe your genes... For all we could know, you could be connected to most of the families on Vegeta! You did mention you had at least 4 children, one or two of which were with the first widowed saiyaness."

Alaistair gave it a laugh, hands over his belly as he did! Here they were, a couple of old men with their ages being held up by outside forces and telling how that came to be, while the youngest of them had been speeding by them as though it were no trifling means. He fell back on his rump, sharp teeth showing as he laughed and bobbed up and down. This was quite the story Alaistair was running through his head!

(Kizuki, you're up again!)

"Aw, come now, Kizuki! It was simply meant as a joke..."

Alaistair paused, pondering the statement a bit, before stating, "Well, half-joke. You didn't exactly deny they could've still lived in the Empire. They may have actually had their own families and they their own. Again, though, nothing to really worry about."

Kizuki then questioned why he was choosing him to lead Vegeta, stating that he was not suited for politics, effectively. He asked about Zerori being chosen for it, due to her both being part saiyan and being far stronger than all of them. The thought wasn't out of Alaistair's mind, as he did actually try this before, with a young man named Zucar, who vanished soon after he gave him a part of his power before, and with it, the memories of his life. Yet, the man soon became a slouch, and didn't operate under his own goals.

"I will be honest with you, Kizuki. You actually aren't the first. There was another man before you, someone younger and far weaker than you and I. However, he was empty minded and chose not to follow a path he had set out for himself. Hell, I gave him part of my power and because of it, he became a drunk and slacked at the Loft, back on the Earth," the Devil exclaimed, flinging a hand towards the mountain in frustration, "As for Zerori... With what happened before, I'd be surprised if she if wanted to work as a mercenary I hired! Unfortunately, that's a door closed. But yours, Kizuki... Yours isn't one that's closed, and here's how I see it: You wish to gain power, so that you can accomplish your goal for vengeance. That is something we can accomplish, and with how the Solar Saiyan Empire operates, the saiyans and those people who work with them, they will only follow a Warrior who's always seeking to improve themselves! The way I see it: You fit the bill. That political matter you're wrapped up about? Well..."

He looked up at the silent warrior, and pointed at him. Alaistair told him, "You're what the saiyans seek. A warrior who's driven to lead his own life. You would be a model for what those people could follow. The politics, you're worrying about? I'll handle that. My goal isn't just to rule the Universe: It's to stop it from trying to kill itself. I will figure out the needs of those who don't wish to fight and improve themselves and guide them wanting to improve themselves. Those who don't wish to improve are those that will be fought and be killed, as they represent venom that tries to kill life. Whether you are all stronger than me or not isn't a matter to me. I want you to be the one to lead the SSE, Kizuki. Whatever is necessary to accomplish that, I will follow through with. That can start here, with figuring out how to succeed your vengeance... The ones you seek vengeance upon are surely around one of these olden realms, and if they aren't here, they will be found."

(Kizuki, here you go!)

Kizuki wasn't entirely convinced with Alaistair's reasoning. It was probably time to give him a little bit of Alaistair, so that he could see his mind and what he's done to earn himself a place in HFIL.

"Hm... I'll need to donate a part of me to you, briefly, so you can understand why I am the way," he spoke, holding out his hand and forming an eerily golden orb in his hand.

"We've already covered the part of your 'servitude,' to me and the cause... However, I believe it is time I give you a portion of what makes me the entity that is Alaistair. Should you touch this orb, you will gain access to not just my power, but my memories, and will always be in contact with me, and I to you. The consequence, though, is that this is a 2 way network. I will be able to see into your mind, your memories, and I can take away this boon of at will... For this particular case, it will only be to help you see my side of things, so understand I will be taking this away immediately after you see my mind and thoughts... Do you accept it?"

Alaistair's voice, when he spoke, seemed to echo from several different directions all at once, including from where he stood. It would echo several times over, before coming to complete silence, as the orb danced in Alaistair's hand. Would Kizuki accept it?

(Kizuki , your turn!)

(Slökkva anda (Turn Spirit in Icelandic) has been offered to Kizuki!)

Kizuki accepted the gift, hesitantly. It had been a while since Alaistair had last used this ability. For the Devil, it felt as though he was leaving his body mentally, physically, and spiritually! It was like catching a nasty flu and there was a lack of wanting to do anything but sleep.

The saiyan, on the other hand, was going to be feeling as though he just took 10 espresso shots and, while his body would feel quite jittery, his head would be feeling a new way to describe head splitting pain. In him, he could sense a the portion of Alaistair's presence there, despite seeing and feeling him there. A paradoxical sensation wwpuld be best to describe it!

A particular memory sequence was coming to view, to explain his before self and the current. First the image of a completely different location, lush with green vibrant plants, glistening streams falling into a strangely purple pond, and a oddly pink sky hovering above. A large structure stood in the far distance, an oriental nature. It seems to be zoomed in, as though he were inside some other person.

Immediately, they were inside, in a stony court yard, where 3 individuals seemed to be waiting for something. One of them sees Kizuki and seems to know him, the oldest of the three. What's strange is Kizuki would have the sensation of familiarity with all 3. The old man was a master of sorts, and was very stern in teaching the ways of the Kais. Too stern, Alaistair believed.

The others were disciples of the same man, the juniors of the man Kizuki was in. Alaistair's own voice came from elsewhere, examining the memory from some unforeseen area.

"Can't recall their names... The male there is a bit of an eyesore, and preferred to be a bookworm and observer. No real martial prowess, despite being like us... I think. I also recall him having latent skill and having the potential to be much more. The other... She was very happy to lucky. Her attitude would cause us to have some minor incidents on some planets, when we went to visit them to look at life more closely. A cult on one of the planets spawned, and carried over many generations. I'm not sure if it eventually sizzles out at one point but this would become an issue. The old man would have to perform some means to cover up our existence being there, though not entirely. In that case, he let the cult stay, but he changed up the memory of the individuals on the planet to something I can't seem to recall. My relationship with them was a long one, to the point where one could consider them family."

As Alaistair explained who the 3 were, a dark haze had pulled over them each, twisting up the serene memory slightly. There was a large orb in the room that the three were grouped around. The being Kizuki was sharing, currently, would take a step forward and peer into it.

"This memory was a lesson that, even as I became whom I am," Alaistair explained, the haze dispersing from all around them, revealing the good qualities, and even the three, once more, "Our master, the old man there, had been showing us development of life on these planets. This was during our initial training, to observe dozens upon dozens of worlds, to learn about the worlds there. Most of which were peaceful, uncaring about what happened on their neighboring worlds because of their own individual peace. Some worlds fought with one another, my master explaining that the way some life was, wanting to test itself and improve their personal lives. He explained some of these worlds lacked some of what other lacked."

Alaistair would stop speaking himself for quite some time. He remained standing there, most of the time with the old man, studying the worlds. The others would occasionally come and go, sometimes dragging Alaistair's body with them to go visit some place on the world, which seemed extremely foggy. In the end, he'd return to observing the worlds with his master. They seemed to be receiving more and more lessons as time went on, being taught to observe individuals thoughts and actions, to understand what each world wanted to and why. His master spoke so fast with all the time going by that they wouldn't be able to understand if they heard it the first time... However, considering it was Alaistair's memories, it was nothing but a 'heating and cooling' of an ideology the master wanted him to understand.

"We do not need to assist Life, for it is always a cycle. Our goal is to keep that cycle spinning and focus. We only need to observe to understand it, and when there's an aspect of life that gets too out of hand..."

The haze returned quickly, washing over his master's form and morphing it to something so alien... Yet Alaistair seemed to believe this was how it went. The saiyan's interpretation would be his own. The memory seemed to be fighting with itself. It was as though he were remembering it more than one way. This dark haze seemed to be splitting Alaistair's memories, making him remember these important lessons.

"We have to cut- untangle- its vines, so it can continue its growth. The vines occasionally tangle with each other, developing into knots. So, we must untangle- cut- the knot. The knots were points where someone of great power showed up and caused a world to go into chaos. Usually, they never got large, and they fixed themselves before we even needed to lift a finger. Yet, there was one time... One time that demanded our appearance there!"

Alaistair's memories flashed to an enormous star system, a Galaxy, where there seemed an eerie calmness developed. There was something wrong there... A dozen worlds? More? An indescribable amount of people seemed to have had their thoughts just simply blanketed out! The group couldn't see what was going on, so they went to investigate the incident. The result... It had led to whom he was now.

The memories had skipped ahead to the present day, a dozen excruciatingly long periods of pain, and insanity and sanity being lost and being reintroduced to him with sound of the demon cackling at his torture! He had been splitting his power over the these thousands of years, eventually to a pathetically small state where even a civilian could bat him around, making promises to other HFIL denizens for their own release from the realm. These promises would be something he wanted to accomplish, but in service of their time to him, they'd help his own goals... Many thousands of memories were shared between him and these people.

They were brought to a period, not too long after Alaistair's mighty escape from HFIL. He had met a Namekian, not too different from Xylo, whom Alaistair had found scouring the winter tundras on Earth. The man's name was Pipa, a violently devious sort of person. In Alaistair's still recovering madness, he tried to enlist the man's help. He was trying to extend the offer over to Pipa and wanted to start setting up a base of operations in the Diablo Desert, enlisting a group of fearful humans Pipa captured from a nearby village. Slaves... Alaistair wanted to use slaves, to help build an empire so that he could lay claims to the world with militant force! While it wasn't too far out of the question for the militant force, they eventually parted ways, Alaistair deciding force enslavement wasn't the correct course of action.

That's when he came up with the idea of controlling from the shadows, working as a generous new business owner of the Cherry Valley Loft, which he hustled from the three demons they met, briefly. Their relationship was very shaky in its own right, in particular the relationship between he and Arthus! While he was putting up the facade of a generous 'alien', Alaistair was attempting to meet with various people, whom he believed could help out. It started with those that showed up, when the BBA attacked the Western Capital and the first Super Saiyan in a very long time showed up. The people he met, it was difficult to recount their names... They didn't leave a good impression on him, save for a young man named Zucar, who had been, as Alaistair explained, a lazed disgrace of a saiyan.

From there, it went from trying to enlist assistance with the Red Eclipse, Xylo's previous organization, to assassinate the Kami! The man he commissioned for the job was a failed recreation of a pure majin, named Komoto. Alaistair nearly attacked the man, but after talking with him, and the slight madness that remained, agreed to hiring him. Alaistair, since he then, had developed a particular interest in using Reikiko, the Bio-Android that Kizuki met before very briefly. Then came a slew of events that eventually led Alaistair to meet Xylo and then Kizuki. Everything else had been history.

Alaistair quickly reclaimed the power he gave to Kizuki, the sensation coming to feel like a very bad hangover after drinking enough alcohol to knock out a horse! He breathed in heavily, and explained, "My purpose... Kizuki, is to keep life in check. It's still part of whom I am, and it's something I don't mind doing... However, rather than sit idly, I'm taking the initiative to guide it, any means necessary. It's like you, who wishes to get stronger. There's no way to explain it. It just is!"

(Kizuki, whew, that was a long one! Ok, you're up!)

There was so much to take in..! He was betrayed and shunned for standing for his beliefs, and with the battle for the planet, disgraced. Alaistair understood his rage and sadness, as it was something he'd seen time and time again in his observations. He even experienced it by his former brethren, but it was something Kizuki also knew as well. When the power was retracted, Kizuki's face was mixed with anguish and shock... Not the first time Alaistair had seen it. The Devil's mind had been trained to keep track of its own thoughts, allowing Alaistair to keep calmer than his compatriot, despite the trauma and emotion this power gave to both Alaistair and those receiving!

Kizuki needed time alone, clearly. Alaistair always needed personal recovery from this, too, as it's as exhausting as it is profiting! Alaistair nodded, responding, "That will be the plan, Kizuki... In perhaps a week or so. For now, rest is best. I'll be at the Blood Pond, as usual, if you suddenly need to talk to me, in person."

Kizuki rocketed off before Alaistair, while the Devil simply stood straight and begun his saunter back to the Blood Pond. He now knew Kizuki's strength, and weaknesses just as Kizuki knew his. If they were to succeed in the future, they would need to enact on finding those who could cover it.

(Kizuki, fantastic thread! Will also be taking the x20 gravity and AL bonuses for this, too!)