Post by Otherworld Yangcong on Oct 1, 2021 11:16:17 GMT -5
The man in question, seemed to be aware of it himself as well, at the very least he wouldn't put up a struggle. It was unlikely in the eyes of Yemma that this man would change for the better given the evidence he had on the guy, oh well. “Alright, you asked for it, not that it changes anything.” Yemma brought up his gavel and slammed it down. “Hell!” With that, Yangcong was sucked down into the depths below...
He had landed on the grass plains with his left knee against the ground and his right foot planted on the ground. As he rose up to his feet, a saiyan hero had come by and stared at Yangcong with his arms folded across his chest.
"Another one of you villains huh? This is going to be easy!"
The saiyan was quick on his feet and as he tried to side kick Yangcong in the face, Yangcong's right forearm had been brought up to defend against it. The saiyan was impressed and before he could deal another blow, Yangcong was quick to grab the saiyan by the throat and proceeded to slam him against the ground. Before Yangcong could get a look at his surroundings, he was kicked in the face by a female tuffle. As he rose up to his feet, he caught the face of the tuffle who had kicked him.
"Sliva..."
The female tuffle had raised a brow.
"How could you know my..."
She had recognized Yangcong and she quickly rushed over to him and hugged him.
"Where have you been all this time..."
"I failed Sliva... I couldn't stop the war..."
Yakone had walked over to his father and stared at him.
"Yakone is that you..."
Yakone looked at him and then away at him.
"Am I the reason you got that scar..."
Yangcong had hugged his son and stared into his eyes.
"I would do it again if it meant I could save your life."
"We heard what happened and we know why you were fighting."
"We aren't mad at you father. We know you were trying to do the right thing."
"I promise I won't ever go back to that life again. I never had a chance to be a father. Perhaps I can do it right this time."
About that time, hundreds and hundreds of Yangcong's enemies had shown up, along with the enemies that both Yakone and Sliva had gathered while they fought crime down here. Yangcong had looked at their enemies and turned to face them.
"LOOK WHO FUCKING DIED. YOU ARE GOING TO PAY WHAT YOU DID TO ALL OF US YANGCONG!"
Yangcong was going blind and sick when he was living. But now that he was dead, he never felt more alive than right now. With a slight chuckle, he sent his power level to maximum and all of the villains jaws had dropped.
"Give me a reason."
Yangcong had stepped forward towards his enemies and many of them could feel the atmosphere change entirely. His enemies had left, knowing that they obviously couldn't die but to get beaten wasn't fun at all. Yangcong had looked back at his wife and son.
"I'm done being a war criminal. It's time to be a father."
Yangcong and his family had walked along the planes of Hell catching up with one another....
He had landed on the grass plains with his left knee against the ground and his right foot planted on the ground. As he rose up to his feet, a saiyan hero had come by and stared at Yangcong with his arms folded across his chest.
"Another one of you villains huh? This is going to be easy!"
The saiyan was quick on his feet and as he tried to side kick Yangcong in the face, Yangcong's right forearm had been brought up to defend against it. The saiyan was impressed and before he could deal another blow, Yangcong was quick to grab the saiyan by the throat and proceeded to slam him against the ground. Before Yangcong could get a look at his surroundings, he was kicked in the face by a female tuffle. As he rose up to his feet, he caught the face of the tuffle who had kicked him.
"Sliva..."
The female tuffle had raised a brow.
"How could you know my..."
She had recognized Yangcong and she quickly rushed over to him and hugged him.
"Where have you been all this time..."
"I failed Sliva... I couldn't stop the war..."
Yakone had walked over to his father and stared at him.
"Yakone is that you..."
Yakone looked at him and then away at him.
"Am I the reason you got that scar..."
Yangcong had hugged his son and stared into his eyes.
"I would do it again if it meant I could save your life."
"We heard what happened and we know why you were fighting."
"We aren't mad at you father. We know you were trying to do the right thing."
"I promise I won't ever go back to that life again. I never had a chance to be a father. Perhaps I can do it right this time."
About that time, hundreds and hundreds of Yangcong's enemies had shown up, along with the enemies that both Yakone and Sliva had gathered while they fought crime down here. Yangcong had looked at their enemies and turned to face them.
"LOOK WHO FUCKING DIED. YOU ARE GOING TO PAY WHAT YOU DID TO ALL OF US YANGCONG!"
Yangcong was going blind and sick when he was living. But now that he was dead, he never felt more alive than right now. With a slight chuckle, he sent his power level to maximum and all of the villains jaws had dropped.
"Give me a reason."
Yangcong had stepped forward towards his enemies and many of them could feel the atmosphere change entirely. His enemies had left, knowing that they obviously couldn't die but to get beaten wasn't fun at all. Yangcong had looked back at his wife and son.
"I'm done being a war criminal. It's time to be a father."
Yangcong and his family had walked along the planes of Hell catching up with one another....