Post by Nasu on Jan 24, 2022 15:15:26 GMT -5
Another fine morning, on this planet. It was actually kind of nice when somebody was not trying to cause havoc and beat the life out of its people. He would have liked to watch it for a longer time but a most important fact was that Nasu had finally retrieved his memories and control of his body. There were still loose ends to tie, however, such as the guest up in his soul but there was not plenty he could do himself on the matter. But he had seen some strange stuff before in his time, he was sure he would find something. Not to mention he had a literal demon helping him out.
How strange. He was sure someone like Tiamat would probably scold him for that but he got a good feeling from Erebos, plus he had also seen him trying to spare an obviously evil guy. It was plenty enough for him to give him the trust necessary to cooperate.
"(Ah, right. She was here too. But I can not sense her energy here any longer.)"
He asked himself. Right, even if he was out, he could still sense and perceive what was going out here most of the time. He remembered pretty much all, even if there was weird stuff going on with his soul the brain involved was still one and therefore all the memories he made during that time were still there for his own pleasure to access. Not that they were any pleasing. He was only glad memoryless Nasu was clueless enough not to know what to do, or really where to go, or that the Queen had disappeared.
Much could have gone wrong and Nasu could have had regret planted in his heart forever had something unrepairable taken place during his forced slumber. But he did not really hurt anyone, so he was not too battled over it. He did feel a little bad for the Namekians. He went as far as finding that one guy he headbutted and offered him food from his ship's storage, only to find out that these people did not eat. Damn. But he managed to sort of get away with it, nevertheless. The Namekian understood, for the most part. They were spiritual people in a way and therefore even possession was not something one would write for novels or media.
Oh, right. He wondered if the Shinjin was still somewhere but she was not, so he guessed that he could just move on from the planet at the moment. Too bad, he could bet some of those guys could probably do something about demons. He did meet another but he was just a tailor, and doubted they knew much else.
"Well, time to go."
Nasu wanted to walk his steps out there for a while. For the most part he really just missed bouncing from planet to planet, surprisingly he actually figured out that traveling was one hobby of his besides fighting and all that Saiyan stuff. Perhaps he developed it during his time as an exile after the tragic outcome and end to his world, but there was no denying that he had grown to like it rather than seeing it as a burden. Nasu could not do much for Namek right now. Not in his current state, either. He needed to grow stronger and learn more, and he could only do it if he met more people and became better.
Even more so, he needed to find a way to remove this thing from his body. Perhaps there could be some sacred item out there only waiting to be picked up by some guy that needed it and he only had to find it. But of course things would not be that simple.
Yet, there was little discussing it now. For now all Nasu did was step outside the cottage, perhaps word of his leaving could have already reached around, he did mention it to the poor Namekian villager. But either way, he could only step outside with a nice change of clothes, which he did not have, and therefore he had to dress up like one of them. Nothing much other than a long, blood crimson top that reached all the way to his knees. The top itself did not cover both shoulders, only one, revealing one side of his torso. The pants were baggy and obsidian black, and completed the attire with a pair of wooden-like, Namekian-style shoes.
He felt odd but it would have had to work. It was either that or going out with the old clothing that had been brought to a poor condition because of the battle, so he did not have much of a choice. His outfit could feel strange to him but he was quite fine until he could find a replacement.
The Saiyan departed from the cottage and was ready to head out to the place he left his spaceship. A nameless one at that, he had to give it a name probably. But by now, he climbed the hills and while he wished he could have done more for Namek, he swore to himself he would be back would they ever need assistance.
WC: 869
Thread PL: 72,054
Active PL: 57,708 (Suppressed)
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