How Gods Are Made May 13, 2022 21:11:07 GMT -5
Post by Deleted on May 13, 2022 21:11:07 GMT -5
Though the populace had been content to leave Kamae to his own devices, he had occasionally come across the Namekian warrior who wanted to 'dispel' or remove his presence from their planet. A mistake they would soon regret as being taught a lesson was a painful experience from Kamae. Thankfully most warriors who were on the planet were nothing to write home about. The Sankishin was able to dispatch them with ease, though he never killed them. Kamae didn't want the namekian people head hunting him just yet, and as such simply letting them go seemed to confuse them as to his true motives.
The demon had stuck to the outskirts of most settlements and yet his research had drawn much attention. A stranger digging a hole in the ground with machinery scattered about? It was hard to not notice something such as that given he had been there several days now. Yet the populace thankfully didn't seem to cause to much of a fuss beyond the eager warriors. The demons work had not been without progress stoppers, as the warriors took it upon themselves to destroy his equipment to get a rise out of him too.
Naturally Kamae punished this behavior as well during their spats... but now he was simply resting. Well resting as in working diligently on the machinery to repair and fix everything. He couldn't stop his hands from creating new things, developing, and making things better for the sake of the future. One day, he was going to have his old body back... and then he would be whole again. But for now he was content to be patient. All he had to do was wait...