Another One? [Invite]

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Patience training... In a desert... What was Frozen THINKING!? The Arcosian, in his time on Earth, had kept primarily to the cooler, more industrial segments of Earth's climate, refusing to touch anywhere in or around the equator! After all, having grown up on and ruled over a frost-based world for most of his life, he found the very idea of a tundra which FLAYED the skin with sand and BURNT flesh with the sun as repugnant. ...However, he was in desperate need of mental discipline... Those battles with those magical demon women... just wouldn't leave his mind, digging their insidious claws into his focus LONG after he had soundly defeated them! Even with the oppressive star of this solar-system BEATING upon his back like a cruel task-master, the Arcosian lord shivered lightly as the memories of these women DEFYING THE LAWS OF PHYSICS played behind his eyes...

He needed something to focus... Something he could not easily ignore. That was why he had come to this place. PAIN was a good medium.

Frozen sat upon a bleached, stone pillar amongst many within the wastes, his hands curled together in a meditating-grip, his eyes clenched shut as he focused his attention inwards... Women disappearing out of his grasp as if they hadn't existed at all, demon-beasts rending the planet apart not with ki... but with twisting, foreign reality-warping magics that rendered the ground it touched to NOTHING. Not dust, not micro-fragments. 

NOTHING! THAT WAS NOT POSSIBLE...

Frozen gritted his teeth, brute-FORCING the images from his mind as he expanded his senses elsewhere, reaching across the barren landscape with his mind in a bid to block out those accursed memories! Nothing but rock and dust graced his vision for a time but... soon, he would sense a MIGHTY force heading his way! A power... that dwarfed almost EVERYTHING he had felt on this world until now! His eyes snapping open, Frozen would rise quickly to his feet, his head tilting upwards to spot... what looked to be a human flying his way!

...A human... with this much POWER....? It might have even eclipsed his own in his prime...

"Ho there, stranger!" The Arcosian greeted with a polite cheeriness, raising his hand in greeting to the newcomer. He need not raise the ire of the locals, afte r all. "What brings you so far from your cities? The lands here are quite... barren, as you can no-doubt observe."

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"Ah, as much of a marvel, these pieces are," The Arcosian would nod, sympathetically. "...They can always be improved... especially in their reaction-time." The stranger would then drop to his level, the tall, strong and... oddly pink-haired human, and would invoke the Duke's name! Frozen was surprised that a stranger, let alone an alien, would know his name on this world! It seemed as if someone had been spreading rumors about with his name and face attached to them! ...He wondered what exactly they could have said.

"It seems that my name reaches beyond my steps on this world! Why, yes, My name is Frozen, Duke of the Froza Empire. A pleasure to meet you, sir." The Lord would extend his hand in greeting and this... Derrick would take it, introducing himself as the leader of the planet! A President, even! A precarious position to be sure, almost guaranteed to lose his station after every election cycle if functioning properly, what with the impossibility of pandering to every demographic at once in a bid for votes BUT he wouldn't hold that against him. After all, it takes a man confident in his own abilities to stand before a planet's population as the leader they can dethrone with a few stacks of paper. Frozen would offer the good President a polite smile, a fitting gesture between men of power, and Derrick would get right to the point: He had sought him out, seemingly, for no other reason than the name of "Azoth" he had thought attached to him. 

Ah.

It was... quite difficult to effectively hide the annoyance bubbling up inside the chest of Frozen, the lord letting out a soft chuckle of amusement as if it were a mere joke that he had heard before. 

"It seems that I will forever have his name attached to me, no?" The lord asked, his smile ever-present. "To answer your question, President Derrick, no. I have never met the man and have only learned of him when I had first arrived on your world, Earth. By 'the whole band,' I assume you are referring to Mint and Blizzard yes? Indeed, I have met them both independently... and it saddens me that I am associated with them. After all, if you know of me, Mister President, no doubt you know of the histories and mannerisms of those two... gentlemen."

Frozen would pause, taking a moment to read Derry's expression.

"...But I digress. I am not affiliated with them, I assure you. I am merely a tourist, exploring such a... diverse and uniquely positioned world. I am not from this part of the Galaxy, you see."

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TWC: 838

Frozen waved aside the president's ignorance of his dominion with a gesture of his hand. After all, he would not expect someone from this side of the galaxy to have the reach to touch upon where his lands resided. He instead, offered the planetary ruler a polite smile, indicating his lack of distress. 

"Ah, well that is not to too surprising, Mr. President." Frozen stated calmly, looking around at their very green surroundings. "This world positioned quite a distance from my empire. In fact, as far as your world's charts are concerned, none of the local intelligent life-forms possess a world remotely near to my own." He shrugged his shoulders... then grinned knowingly as the pink-haired human commented on the rather... unsavory nature of the other two arcosians. "Indeed. It is unwise to accept a man of his unfortunate past into your ranks, especially as an advisor who still retains nearly all of his power in the underworld beforehand. As for Blizzard, I hadn't thought him a 'backstabber.' Ignorant and impulsive, yes. A threat to his lord's credibility, perhaps... but a traitor... Well, I shall take your word for it then. Thank you for the information, sir."

Frozen would bow his head thankfully as Derrick welcomed him to the world of Earth... then questioned as to the nature of his Empire's naming convention! The duke smiled genuinely at this, as no other Earthlings seemed to take interest in his background beyond what he had given to them as a greeting. He supposed he shouldn't be surprised, however. A lord of any dominion would do well to ensure his maps are more complete than they were the day before. 

"Indeed, Froza was the name of my father, the one who united under him the entirety of my home planet. It took him nearly his entire professional life to complete this goal so, in honor of his success in granting myself and those under me a place from which to expand our reach, I named my empire after him." Frozen's eye would twitch, remembering how his hard work was usurped, how HIS empire was no longer under his control... How it boiled his blood that one so below him would manage to uproot and steal all that he had achieved. 

"However, I am not an... emperor yet, Mr. President. My empire only consists of a handful of planets whose people I have spent decades raising from the very slums they have made for themselves to live within. For all intents and purposes, I am but a Duke of a humble dominion, A lord with not enough influence nor unwarranted gall to declare himself king."

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TWC: 1279