>> 🔥 << ❝ WHOA WHOA WHOA . . hold up ‘n stop doin’ that --- that’s real crazy ‘n for me even i don’ like it. CHILL ----- ❞
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>> 🔥 << ❝ WHOA WHOA WHOA . . hold up ‘n stop doin’ that --- that’s real crazy ‘n for me even i don’ like it. CHILL ----- ❞
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“You’re right, Son Goku, this is your body.” Black’s gaze, oddly detached, watched his own hand open and close into a fist. When he finally shot a look at the other man, a grin crept its way onto his lips instantaneously. The look on Goku’s face was nothing short of uncomfortable. He took great pleasure in that.
“Does it bother you to see your strength wielded more effectively, more skillfully? No, you aren’t that prideful idiot of a Prince. Perhaps...you’re wondering what these hands, your hands, have done.” A barking laugh erupted from his throat, as though the answer to that question was amusing to him.
“You know that I’ve used this body to kill, but have you ever really thought about it? The knowledge that these fingers have closed around a mortal’s throat and wrung it, until they give up their last shuddering breath. Can you even imagine how it feels?”
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To sense his energy was something horrific in itself. It was not bright like a flare, nor strong and resounding like the sound of a gong. There was life to it, sure, but it carried with it a definite tinge of decay. Like a pulsing mass of maggots feasting on the flesh of a corpse, it writhed and twitched, feeding on the death of planets and populations that had been gnashed at by his own teeth. And still, he craved more. To sense life, to feel the pinpricks of each individual mass of energy, was not so different from a wolf catching wind of a hare. Saliva ran thick in his mouth, anticipating what would serve to swell the mass that was his already bloated and ever-growing power.
Not far off, he felt his next meal. They were so many lively little morsels, rushing around in their ignorant bliss. Each one would be drained of their lives, left as nothing more than flesh clinging to their bony frames. He landed in shadow, planning to emerge at nightfall. In this weakened state, he wished to take no chances, especially with those galactic fools ever on his tail.
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‘He really is one of a kind, isn’t he? If any one being could be regarded as the banner, the beacon, of this universe, well–. I suppose it would be him. Is it odd then that a mortal might inspire even the gods? Surely not. Surely not when one like him exists…’
"Frieza? Hey, Frieza??? Do you want to fight? Do you want to spar with me? Do you want to? Please? PLEASE? PLEASE????? PLEASEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE?"
❛ Just because you asked….
…. No. ❜
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“You’ve come awfully far since our first little battle.”
Beerus speaks in an almost offhand manner, watching the Earth warrior from his favored sun spot. The way the Saiyan’s movements had changed in a few short months was nothing short of impressive, which is possibly why the Destroyer found himself so drawn to the other fighter.
Millions of years of life had long tainted his existence to a boring one, and such an interesting person as Goku was an absolute novelty among his dull world.
“I might even dare to say you could benefit under my own training rather than simply die.”
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“I... can’t help but think even you should know better than to go peeking in on the gods in a state of undress.”
Zamasu quickly pulls his clothes into his arms, to cover his chest. He’s hardly naked, but his ears have turned bright pink at the ends. He’s not used to being seen this way by anyone. Not even Gowasu.
“I’m... sorry. Can we talk, perhaps, when I’m fully dressed?”
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A look of disgust grew over the gods face as Goku spoke, he dare interrupt and threaten him? Not only that but his form, the super saiyan god, just a pitiful copy of the genuine article. Their power could not compare, no, nothing could compare to the power of a true god.
“That form, you saiyans and your despicable ways, do you really think cladding yourself in the ki of the gods will save you from me? No ...you must think your pitiful strength is enough to challenge me, a god.
I would say I’m still the end for something and that’s your sad existence of a life, now come! Accept your divine punishment filthy saiyan as I wipe you from this realm.”
Taking a brief moment Black took his stance to power up, letting his energy soar even higher as he began to move himself to another position and whisper words all to familiar to the other.
“I hold your fate right here Son goku!
Ka- ...me- ...ha- ...me- .....”
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