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"It was a war zone out there. I was following Azoth's orders to not kill the saiyans but to just stop them from killing the tuffles. As I was making my way to defending a group of tuffles, we were ambushed by a group of Oozarus. Even for an arcosian, battling a lot of people at once will prove to be difficult. While I was there fighting and the war was over... I couldn't find Azoth nor could I feel his ki signature anymore. We were both on different sections of the war. But we all know when the life force of someone who is gone from this world feels like.

I followed his orders until the end and then when I discovered that it was his orders to attack the Capital. I just couldn't believe it."

Blizzard had his arms to his back. Looking at Mint who sits on the throne so casually like he owned it.

"What will we do now? Without an emperor... The saiyans and the tuffles either may form a treaty and come after us for what Azoth had allowed... or the other planets may discover that we don't have an emperor and word may get out. Foreign invaders may cease the opportunity to attack us. It has happened so many time in other worlds that I have been to. We have to do something."

Blizzard had looked at Mint, for him to be a leader now when he was just relaxing here on Arcose was a disgrace. How could he lead an entire army and yet didn’t even bother to check in on Azoth or even tried helping in the war. Normally Blizzard would have accepted Mint as emperor but base on the circumstances they couldn’t afford such a passive leader like him. No, Blizzard had to be the one on that throne… Blizzard had looked at his arms, though it was repaired… it had suffered a great loss in the equipment that needed to repair it…



Blizzard was rushed to the hospital. Bandaged from the neck down. He could barely even speak because of the third degree scars on his face and the only thing that the doctors were able to repair first and foremost was his sight, with cybernetic eyes. As he laid there with deep sadden emotion, at this point the emotion to even physically cry was impossible.

“I won’t ever be able to do anything again! My arms are gone! My tail is gone! I will be looked down upon by accepting cybernetic parts from the other arcosians! My life is ruined!”


About that time, Hibernal had entered the room covered in cybernetic parts from head to toe, leaning against the doorframe with his arms casually folded.

“Didn’t stop me from conquering worlds.”

Blizzard’s eyes had widen, his idol had arrived… Hibernal had entered the room and now stood in front of Blizzard.

“I heard you were a swordsman during your time.”

Blizzard nodded.

“Yes sir, I was.”

Hibernal casually walking away before 3/4 looking over his shoulder and leaving the room with this.

"I fear not the man who has practiced 10,000 kicks once, but I fear the man who has practiced one kick 10,000 times."

Blizzard’s eyes grew big. As Hibernal left, Blizzard looked to his right side, at his sword that was leaned against the wall. A life almost potential stolen from him…

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I did see him for a moment before we got separated by the saiyans. But I felt his power level dropped and his ki signature vanished.

And how exactly are you going to try to piece the story of what happened over there when I was there. Azoth had messaged the other soldiers that were there to attack the Capital. The saiyans were all gathered to fight the war at Hatchi City. He felt it was needed to stop the saiyans if they did win by blowing up their military district.”

Then Blizzard had thought about Hibernal, who fought his way to the top. Who was a role model to arcosians that chose the cybernetic path.


General Hibernal and myself have a lot in common. We are the ones that go into the fire to unite the Empire. All you cared about is hiding yourself here. You say you are the second leader under Azoth. You stand here with the spine of a sheep. I have amassed Allies while I was gone from here. So much so that I can unite the Empire and it’s glory better than Azoth could ever have done.

You will be replaced as the second head and you can defend the city from the attacks we may receive. I will go to the forefront lines again. Gather my allies and help save the Empire.”

Blizzard simply looked at the man. The way he just casually sat on the throne like he owned it. The way he chose to act like he was in power this whole time. Blizzard shook his head as he began to walk away.

“You could never trust a word that I have said. Yet I wasn’t the one to immediately sit on the throne after finding out the news so casually.

You want to see me as the enemy. Yet I have always walked away from our conflicts while you chose to engage. If I wanted you dead I would have done it long ago. You see the world like everyone is a criminal.”

He stopped at the double door frame of the throne room with a 3/4 turn.

“You say I came here with my tail between my legs. I just came here to do the right thing and relay the information. I would never kill him. I wouldn’t stoop to the level that he did when he fought Hibernal.”

He had walked away again. Showing that Mint was the one who couldn’t be trusted. He would head to his ship and make course for Earth in his grand ship.

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