Post by Kojiki on Oct 1, 2019 15:37:46 GMT -8
Kojiki stood there in the middle of the dark, drab environment. The decimated town, abandoned and devoid of the culture that inhabited once inhabited its sands before Kojiki took the reigns. The Demonic Saiyan had come out from his half-fallen shack to see the night sky, his eyes finding a falling star in the distance. He’d come out here to think about the hubris of his people. Driving out the weak so that the strong could survive. That was their way. And now that was Kojiki’s way.
It was all so simple. But what enraged the young Saiyan is the fact that all those years ago he was the one who was weak. His parents drove him out of his own homeland. To think, proud warriors dragging their own blood out of their home in such a vile manner because he didn’t live up to their expectations. Kojiki wouldn't stand for it again. He wouldn't be uprooted again. He would not be forced to scower the planet again looking for somehwere to hide ! He would destroy this place once and for all and he would lead this rock to this fate ! He was now the King of his own destiny !
By this time, he had rose into the sky above slowly rising the atmosphere, taking pause. Kojiki screamed as his ki raged from his pores, surging around him in sharp ripples. The sheer force of his power cracking rocks and weighing down the atmosphere around him. The usual dark, starry sky of the Great Desert was overshadowed by clouds, that now spiraled over the raging man from the pull of his energy, releasing a light rain. Bending into a horse stance, in midair, and bending right arm back, curling his fingers and focusing ki into his hand as blue ki surged into his palm then, after generating a massive amount of his ki, thrusted his hand forward firing a powerful, huge, bright blue-colored ki beam emanating from his hands and body.
Shooga's beam traveled directly to the flying meteorite, over head, destroying it into many smaller meteorites that were now being pulled into Earth’s gravity field. Kojiki let out a smile, as the large rocks barreled towards Kojiki and the Earth below. "I'll destroy all of those meteors before they make it to this planet !" Kojiki blasted up from his position, breaking the sound barrier around the position which he was floating, surging towards the stones faster than most eyes could follow. As he made into to the stratosphere, the meteors were at his position, all exerting extreme levels of heat and force from the torsion the gravity created. Kojiki punched into one of the bigger rocks, breaking it to thousands of pieces from the force of his fists, singeing the remainder structure in the force of the gravity, effectively obliterating it. The Demonic Saiyan smiled as the sweat passed from his head to his cheek.
"If I am to be the most powerful being in the universe, if I am to be the true King of all Saiyans, I must work harder than any Saiyan alive and transcend the level of every Saiyan to ever exist !" Kojiki’s focus turned to the other remnants of meteors that dashed towards him. They were to be destroyed as well !
"Then! I can kill them ALL!! ", screamed Kojiki.
He zig-zagged from flying boulder to flying boulder, smashing through them with great effort and force. The pebbles created from the sheer, brutal power of his fists continuously disappearing under the heat of the pressure the gravity created. He focused to not expend his energy too fast, as for every piece of debris, he destroyed, many hundreds more remained but the force of his blows were still substantial enough to more than destroy each collection of stone, effectively and precisely, smashing most of them into dust at the wake of his fists.
This task was definitely a challenging one. Starting to feel a heaviness in the muscles in his arms, Kojiki switched to his more powerful legs for a reprieve. Now roundhouse kicking through multiple large, hurling stones at the same time, switching between legs and picking up his pace as sweat further covered his face. His power still surging in sharp arcs around his body. The slight glow of his bluish aura visible for miles, as many creatures grazing over the vast desert could see the "falling stars" from their stations.
"I do this for myself. My pride !", screamed Kojiki as he powered up, stretching his aura even further! Flashing forward, faster than before, blitzing meteors as if they were Saiyans: warriors, elites, his parents. Smashing through one with clasped fist, kicking straight through another in a straight cut through the structure before it crumbled into nothing, head butting through the next with ease. The focus of this exercise was to make every portion of his body harder than these large stones.
He continued to surge energy though his body, elbowing one meteor that approached him, kneeing another as the prior crackled into powder. The asteroids kept coming though. It was like they were endless and the young Saiyan was tiring. He wouldn't lose the challenge he set for himself though. He couldn't! He released even more energy, pulling even more power from his reserves as he dash towards more meteors. A full onslaught followed. He, the young King, destroyed every meteor in his path, smashing through many with relative ease, kicking others with deadly force. He refused to use another ki blast. He would destroy all these rocks with physical force.
How could be hope to defeat his race if he couldn't destroy a few rocks of their same numbers. These structure didn't fight back. The weaklings of their race would. This was Kojiki’s game to prepare to fight multiple enemies since thats what he'd be forced to do when he hunted down his own and possibly when he made his trip to their strongholds. There were clearly people more powerful than he in this universe; as such, he was forced to prepare for them and their future fight against him. He continued zig-zagging from meteor to meteor, destroying everyone that crossed his path. His hands were now bleeding from the pressure.
”.. A fool moves blindly towards a goal, ceaselessly. They forget that towards any goal, there is a journey. That journey can be riddled with obstacles, such as own pride, own arrogance. For someone of our culture; our warrior race, listening to what the body needs, should’ve come natural. Instead of pouring my pride into every swing, kick, dash and roll… Try pouring into the heart.”
Something snapped in the Saiyan, as the blood dripped from his fists. He would not be overtaken. Thinking of the words that were stuck in his head since he transformed . The meteors moved fast and were dangerous but Kojiki wouldn't let them get the better of him. Even with their sheer numbers.
Blitzing through even more of the massive rock structures, he battered through a good number of them in mere moments, ignoring the pain and debilitation to his fists, forcing through even more. This meteor must have been bigger than Kojiki anticipated. As many more of boulders still catapulted towards him and the Earth behind him. Moving at incredible speeds and massive force behind them, many massive structures still could cause considerable damage to “his hideout” if Kojiki didn't hurry up and finish them off.
Feeble limbs drowned in the weight of dead exhaustion. Lactic acid consumed the flaccid muscles within, their fibrous souls wincing at the slightest of movements. The inner depths of consciousness wept with tenderness, and the conquering waves of fatigue gradually persuaded the mind of the darkest sunlight to somnolence; tonight, it was not the raindrops and silent cries that were this man's lullaby. No, not on this fair night. Instead, it was he what became his lethal lullaby; deeper, and deeper he had fallen into his rabbit hole of demise. This training and fatigue. Had it been his own, selfish choice the man would have fought to survive, this planet's tangling grasp, for greatly had he feared the depths of the seventh hell—damnation for his evil soul.
The suspension of consciousness was his very own personal hell; a hell where he could miss those that he never had and would eventually always awake alone. It was cruel, torturous, and unfair. On most nights, this warrior would allow himself to slip into sleep for only three hours; three hours of inhibited sensory activity, three hours of inhibition of nearly all voluntary muscles, and reduced interactions with surroundings. For three hours would this man suffer in the dark terrors of surreal nightmares, caught in the agonizing world of memory where the deaths of his comrades and king would haunt this sanity for what seemed like an eternity. But tonight, he would not suffer in its grasp. Tonight, he would train. He became stronger for himself. He would never lose another loved one because he loved no one. He would never lose another comrade again because he took no comrades. Another guardian. Another friend. Another family. He would never lose them again because he’d never had them again.
Even more meteors soared through the atmosphere, crashing into Kojiki’s swaying fists, breaking a few number of them now, tiring from this constant activity. There was still many more boulders hurling at the man and other rolling towards the planet. "Time to end this !", proclaimed Kojiki as he was finally giving in to fatigue and ready to end this session before he depleted too much energy to return to the ground alive. His body covered in bruises and his fist even more bloody as the warm liquid splattered down his wrist and forearm from the movement of his punches.
He forced his way through the flaming boulders, pumping through them with the all the reserves of energy he still could spare. Using what he could to take out as many boulders as he could before he put everything else he had into a concentrated blast of energy. His Blue Squall. His signature attack. He continued to pummel through the columns of barreling boulders, coming to the apex of their formation, destroying many in one last roundhouse kick, crushing through a few dozen with the unhindered force of his powerful leg. He was finally ready to release his finishing blow to destroyed everything that was left. Nothing would remain if this small planet.
Kojiki screamed as his ki raged from his pores, surging around him in sharp ripples. Bending into a horse stance, in midair, and bending right arm back, curling his fingers and focusing ki into his hand as blue ki surged into his palm then, after generating a massive amount of his ki, thrusted his hand forward firing a powerful, huge, bright blue-colored ki beam emanating from his hands and body.
Aiming the beam at the biggest piece of meteor debris moving towards him, the beam moved at insane speeds, destroying all the meteors in its path, even the ones it didn't make direct contact with. And when it hit the biggest one, it caused a massive explosion that destroyed its target and every other meterorite in the vicinity, effectively finishing the rock’s remains off. The Saiyan panted roughly, smiling with one eye closed and his face crutched, extremely tired from ordeal. Before he knew it, his weak pants turn into unconsciousness, as he lost all control over his body and fell to the ground from his energy being depleted. This day of training had come to an end.
WC | 1,946