The Arrival Of Jester - Invited



Technique Type: Utility
Technique Name: Ki Scrambler

Description: Stolen technology from the tuffles, Yangcong wears an entirely different suit of armor that is different than the standard one that he normally wears. Because this new suit covers his entire face and body. His appearance, along with his natural ki signature is hidden from those that know his personal ki signature and changes it entirely while in the suit.

Technique Type: Utility
Technique Name: Relic Magic - False Illusionary God

Description:

By visiting one of the ancient temples of Earth, Yangcong had uncovered a demonic spell which allows him to turn his entire appearance to that of a skeleton. Though its just an appearance and merely cosmetics, he has used it to hide his idenity.






The door had opened and Yangcong staring in the mirror and seeing Derry stepping in. They both knew that this was coming and with Yangcong walking over to his black robe, he placed it on, along with placing the hood over his head. He looked over at Derry and finally turned to face him, placing both his hands within the pockets of the robe.

"I know what I had done on Plant wasn't right. More importantly, It wasn't right to do it while I am in the organization that you represent. Many see me as a lunatic when it came to the events that had unfolded."

He would walk over to his dresser and picking up his half whisky glass and chugging the rest of it before continuing.

"Many don't realize that. Just because a new generation has stepped in and doesn't know the war that I had fought since I was a child. They truly believe that speaking on both sides would truly end this sixty year conflict. I have seen outpost attacking outpost on both sides. They want to try to avoid any civilian casualties on both sides. What many don't understand is....

Peace can't be achieved without anyone on the saiyan throne or the leader of the tuffle army. Even though both leaders have been dead for some time now. Others didn't forget their fallen friends that had died decades ago or even as far as yesterday. You may ask why I didn't try to go for the saiyan throne and try to reason with the saiyans. I thought about it, heck I even thought about being one of the leaders on the tuffle side. The issue with all that... well you already know my history.

I'm not really a trustworthy individual given that I was a spy my whole life. People become wary of you when they know what your profession was. The reason why the tuffles were able to side with me and attack the Capital was because of the many lengths and missions I have done to prove my loyalty to them and yet. Others would see me as a traitor. ("How could he work for the saiyans for a decade and then all of a sudden hope over to the other side like he never caused us any damage?") Is probably what the majority would be thinking."

He finally sat on his bed while having his off the bed and planted on the ground.

"I had joined this organization because I had given up the life of being a saiyan military spy and wanted a new life. Also, I was a small time wanted man from the tuffles because of what I had done to them over the years. That's why when I had returned much stronger, they had all given up hope in trying to take me out."

He began to tell Derry his ultimate plan, something he's been holding onto for quite sometime. 

"I had recently met with Azoth. Which is how I had loss my right arm in the first place. I loss the battle against him and more than certainty, he believes that I am dead. But you don't have to worry about me anymore Derry."

He would get off his bed and stare into Derry's eyes before his body began to change drastically. Going from his former tuffle like state to that of a skeleton. He would also search inside his robe and press the device within it, scrambling his natural ki signature and changing it completely.

"As far as the entire universe is concern. Yangcong is dead and from this point further, you can address me as Jester."

"I still have some of my intergalactic contacts that have been loyal to me since my days as a spy for the saiyan army. As much as a bad name I have given myself. Money will always trump any bad blood I have with people who only care for money and nothing more. Along with how threaten I have become over the years."

He'd simply revert back to his original form as he now sat on his bed.

"As for work, there are a few contacts that owes me a lot of money due to my services that I had helped them with long ago. So the payments will be sent to your account under false companies and such. Nothing to tie you to anything illegal since I know you are running for president.


As badly as the news wants to portray me, I was helping the children back in the day escape the war. I know that one day you may cut ties with me due to the crazy events that I do. But just know that I have always been grateful for you taking me in back then. You looked out for me when I had no other."

Yangcong had began coughing, blood and mucus had escaped his mouth and onto his robotic hand. He'd look at Derry with see double vision phantoms of him with a blur lens. He tried to squint to make out the image to become perfect but it was still relatively hard. 

"I don't have much time left in this world I am afraid. I have to stop this war and finally bring the peace I always wanted."