He hadn't been expecting the Majin to bring up Zuqetta's name, and he frowns at the mention. Though he refrains from speaking until Jinx had said all she had to say. His brows furrow at her quiet, coy hinting that he could somehow see the era he suspected was on the rise.
"If by see it, you mean this temporary jaunt into the living realm through some soul travelling ability, don't bother. I'm dead - I'd only become addicted to moving between the worlds, and I am not interested in that kind of existence." Lottus says evenly. "Power isn't my destination either - it's a convenient means to an end. I simply love the thrill of facing challenging foes. And this is the trade off? I hardly see why people fear death if this kind of existence allows me to keep facing warriors indefinitely."
He grins at Jinx.
"Well, you nailed it. That's what the form looked like. I imagine I looked much the same." Lottus chuckles. "I'm not familiar with Kili - I assume it's similar to the Battle Power measuring that Scouters detected. Scouters are more dramatic about the numbers though. You said you measured my Kili at ten? Scouter measurements put it at one hundred thousand, so I suppose I can understand that one Kili is equivalent to ten thousand of the measurement I am familiar with."
Lottus drinks more of the salve before leaning into Jinx's own, making them look conspiratorial.
"But I'll humor you - what do you mean by your little hint?" he asks.
"That sounds about right! Mine can go up to eight with a little exertion, but when everyone's packing some kind of power boosting transformation these days it isn't that impressive" Back in her day, QUADRUPLING one's Kili was a terrifying ability. Now every Saiyan and Alien could blow that out of the water. "You'll find a lot of old folk and Demons using Kili rather than 'battle power'. It's a little less precise but far easier and quicker to digest than skyrocketing into the hundreds of thousands - let alone millions!"
Then came the meat of the conversation. "Nope! No restless soul wandering like a ghost. That's actually harder to pull off than what I'm suggesting anyway." Then again it's not like many people could even pull off revival. It was hard! Failure meant erasure. "Given enough power, bribes or authority, and a healthy pinch of luck there's a chance you could leave this dimension - with your brand new body intact no less! It'll be like you never even died in the first place, and it's so rare that none of the silly Ogres will be the wiser until you someday show up at Yemma's mahogany desk again." If nothing else, the judge had style.
Lottus' eyes narrow at the new information, and he is silent for a few moments. There was every chance that this could just be some manipulation - but he was already dead so what would be the point? No... Lottus has a thought on the matter.
"So... you tell me this in hopes that I will be grateful if I managed to come back to the living realms. A favor would be owed." Lottus remarks rather bluntly. He already owed a favor to Fukushu. Or did he? He died, and since he didn't find the Heran down here, he could only assume Fukushu managed to survive the battle somehow.
Which meant Vocado and Kabe left a job unfinished. Sloppy. Very sloppy.
"Not sure if I want to bite this bait, to be honest." Lottus says after another swig of his electrifying drink. "If what you're saying is true, then there would be hordes of dead asshats clawing their way back into the living realm - which I imagine would piss off the big guy in the suit."
"So you're not telling me something, just enticing me with the hope of returning to life." Lottus sneers at Jinx. "Sneaky - I look stupid, I'm sure. But I'm quite the opposite. I'm willing to bet that if I failed, I wouldn't get a second shot at it. And besides... what good would it do for me?"
Lottus was a warrior - and warriors were only alive to fight, and the only reason to fight was to win. That was their entire purpose. But his people had long since turned away from him, so he had nothing to fight for. Nothing to protect as a warrior is meant to do.
After a moment, another thought occurs to Lottus.
"...Not sure how much time you have, so finish up your drink." Lottus says, suddenly standing and draining the rest of his mug. "Follow me when you're ready. I want to show you something."
"I dunno," Jinx said genuinely. "If that's how you roll, then I don't mind, but I don't necessarily need to extort you for anything." He was some random strong asshole in Hell. To most people having a SUPER SAIYAN owe them a favor would be enticing, but Jinx didn't think like that. "Most of the hordes don't have what they'd need to even try! Beyond needing enough raw power to survive the trip, which I'm sure a Super Saiyan would have, you'd need someone cooperating with you on the other side AND a healthy dose of respect from the Devil Kings further down so they'd grant access to their reality seams. Weirdos stockpile them like jewels."
And let it be known that Devils were distinct from Demons. Demons resided in the Demon Realm, and Devils came from the fringes and leaky reality web of Hell. "Well, just remember it's an option! An option that'll definitely take some investment and PROBABLY not work a second time if you end up kicking the bucket again, but an option!" Jinx shilled out a few more coins to pain for Lottus' last drink, hopping off her stool. "Sure!" Lacking any suspicion, the Majin happily trailed after Lottus.
Lottus leads the way out of the hidden bar, and takes to the sky the moment he crosses the threshold. He flies up to the top of the vast plateau within which the unruly city had been carved into, and lands deftly. He waits for Jinx to do the same before speaking his mind.
"Now that you've added Devil Kings and cooperation with someone from the other side to this growing list of requirements, I'm wondering how much is actually true. Or at least, how much would actually be necessary." Lottus says, facing the Majin. "But that aside, I'm curious about something."
Lottus crosses his arms over his chest.
"You said that you're an ancient being - and from the way you talk, you've been suggesting that you've witnessed Super Saiyans in the past. So..." Lottus grins at Jinx. "I want to try something out. I want to know how I compare to those ancient Super Saiyans."
Lottus had not yet tried to transform into a Super Saiyan since his death, and honestly wondered if he could achieve it again. But he knew how it felt, and seized a hold on that memory. If his power was weaker, or even only comparable, then he knew it wasn't enough.
"If I'm going to even bother trying to return to the Living Realm, then I need to know if this form can grow. I need to know if I can defeat the other Super Saiyan - Nasu." Lottus says evenly. He lets his arms drop to his sides, and lets out a deep breath. His feet spread apart, and his hands clench into tight fists. Lottus reaches for the feelings, the sensations that led him to unlocking the golden fury of the form.
Lottus grits his teeth, letting the rage build; tightening his fists hard enough that the fingernails would have drawn blood, using the stinging pain to further fuel his effort.
Lottus begins drawing out his energy, slow at first, but growing rapidly as he pushes himself harder and harder, keeping a tight hold onto the emotions and sensations he had felt when he transformed. The ground beneath their feet begins to quiver, and small loose stones begin to rise off the ground, as if being pushed up by a sudden magnetization.
The quivering becomes a shuddering as his power continues to rise, cracking the ground at his feet. Lottus too, concentrating on bringing forth his energy, was also shaking from the effort alone. His eyes were becoming bloodshot red with the strain, though the coal-black eyes were beginning to shift back and forth from normal to a cerulean glow. His long hair seemed to stiffen, not quite standing up on end, but certainly altering to a harder look as it too shifts back and forth from black, to a golden glow.
Lottus' body - even if it were only a spirit form - was beginning to ache from the strain, which only further angers Lottus. He would not be weak now. Not when he needed to know where he stood in the pantheon of the Super Saiyan Legend. Growling, Lottus continues his rapid power growth, and finally lets it explode!
With a roaring bellow, a blazing gold aura bursts around Lottus, his hair holding the golden glow now. Stones the size of fists hover around Lottus and Jinx both, and a strong wind blows from the blazing aura. Lottus grits his teeth and furrows his brow - holding the form was difficult. But he had managed it once before. Now would be no different.
After a few moments, Lottus looks over at Jinx, the strain of maintaining the form clear in his expression.
Lottus transforms into the Super Saiyan! New PL: 1,980,558
"Good question. Alla those things would make it easier for sure, but as for how much is necessary? It's been so long that I can't recall the specifics. I mean if it WERE super easy and just a matter of battle power, the strongest bad guys would be essentially immortal! Otherworld isn't designed to be escapable at all." Lottus had led her to an empty field, isolated from the hustling hub of Hellish activity that the hideaway had provided. She was curious to what his point would be: eyes widening. To see a Super Saiyan again in the fake flesh?!
Jinx remained quiet, allowing Lottus to take the burden of his transformation. The pressure of his flaring aura was enough to cause her cape to roar as if in a storm. The Majin stayed planted in ace, her battle power temporarily quadrupling to help stabilize her position against the impossible force Lottus exuded. The lightshow wouldn't last for long if the Saiyan's grunts and expression were anything to go by.
"I think you're the type to appreciate bluntness: so I'll be blunt. You're clearly a beginner with this form, both in your control and Kili. I had assumed yours would be in the two-hundreds but you're just shy of reaching two hundred flat. There's room to grow for sure! Maybe even further beyond and into the three hundred range with enough training and mastery."
At Jinx's appraisal, Lottus relaxes his tensed body and lets out a slow breath. As he did so, the golden aura sputters like a dying flame, and his golden hair returns to its normal black coloration. Lottus rotates his shoulders, and lets his neck audibly pop several times as he stretches it left to right.
"That's about what I figured." Lottus remarks, his heart still pounding from the adrenaline of accessing the form. Would it have come to him so relatively easy if he were still alive, Lottus wonders silently to himself. "Still, that doesn't quite answer my questions."
Lottus looks out over the edge of the plateau at Hell's landscape - or at least this particular level of Hell.
"You did answer whether or not the form can grow, so for that I should assume to have been true regardless." Lottus continues. "I still want to know where I stack up when compared to the historical Super Saiyans."
Lottus raises a fist, looking hungrily confident.
"Surpassing the power determined by the past Super Saiyans is the first step. Once I put them in my dust, I can focus on aiming to stay ahead of the other Super Saiyan in the Living Realm." Lottus grins. Nasu was a wall he had now crushed himself against twice. There was now a score to settle with that Saiyan. "I've never been one for ambition, but I'm starting to feel a way about it."
Lottus walks over to Jinx, grinning down at the Majin.
"Since you were the one who told me there was even a possibility to return to the Living Realm, I'll have you help me figure that out." Lottus tells the Majin. "You seem to know more about it - if you know that there are Demons and Devil Kings that know these reality tears and their locations, that means you're intelligent enough to have at least guessed at the locations, if not at least a few of them, yourself. You're just trying to see if I have anything to offer before giving me the juicier information."
Lottus' eyes flash hungrily.
"So let's make a deal - you'll help me figure a way out of here without becoming indebted to some Devil King." Lottus says. "In return, I'll owe you a debt. I don't really give a damn what you want - I'm particularly good at spilling blood. Figure out what you want in return, and I'll make it work out."
"Huh?" Oh. She had already told him that her memory was faulty! ...Right? "You're asking me to recall the number of spots I saw on a ladybug eons ago. If estimates are what you want, then I'd wager you're roughly around their level already, if not a bit weaker. Super Saiyans and others like them didn't last very long... Which is weird! You'd think the all powerful planet razing beings would have more staying power than showing up for a couple legends and then vanishing into the wind." To be fair, it wasn't like Jinx had established mich notoriety with her appearances either.
"If there IS still another Super Saiyan still alive... There's a big chance they're gonna try and spread the power around. For whatever odd reason, I've noticed power works like a series of corks. Once one or two manage to slip past to the next level, the cork loosens and allows for a flood of more imitators. That isn't to say the entire galaxy will be teeming with Super Saiyans or their Alien equivalents - but I wouldn't be heckin' surprised if there were more when you manage to make it back." Challenge begets challengers.
"Guh?" HER help HIM? Jinx had just been mildly curiously about seeing the newest Super Saiyan, making small talk and whatnot! "Well I know more about it than you cuz' of my projections here and library of memories. I wouldn't say I've looked into it all that well..." The man's strong assumption that Jinx was out to gain something from him was entirely unfounded. Had she been a Devil or Demon, Lottus would've been right. "I'm not really into that sort of thing - tricking and stuff. I don't mind sharing what I know with you!"
And then of all things, a deal. "Oh. Hmm... I can't exactly promise to show up consistently! My mind randomly decides when it wants to project and I'm pulled along for the ride. That being said there's plenty of places to do research in the living realm. Could turn over some books, hit up a few Devils. If that sounds alright with you, I'm OK with taking the blank cheque you're offering!"
Ah, so the Majin was mostly bark and less bite when it came down to it. Plenty to say, little to act upon. Unfortunate, but it was still workable. If she could do some necessary research on her end of things, then that would be sufficient for the next time they could potentially meet. It was the maybe meet again aspect that was the problem.
"That sounds fine - and since you mentioned that Devil Kings and certain Demons down here know a thing or two about it, I think I'll take your advice and seek them out." Lottus grins. He had no intention of becoming indebted to demons of devils or what have you - but he did know that they are alive. So, where did they go when they died? Right back here?
Why ask or beg for information that he could get easily enough if he simply beat it out of them? And if any were strong enough to give him a fight? That just meant he was going to have fun with the situation. Jinx warned him a few times about fighting with them, but all that had done was give Lottus a challenge to overcome. He wasn't a coward that shied away from dangerous enemies.
"At least now I have something to look forward to if I do happen to find a way out of this place. More Super Saiyans and other powerful warriors? That's just more excitement and fun for me to have!" Lottus barks a hearty laugh.
"Sure! That's prob a good place to start. Even if you don't find 'em, SUPER SAIYANS passing through are so rare that somebody is bound to approach you first!" Mainly to try and strike exploitative deals with his soul and its latent power. Lottus had unknowingly 'lucked out' on finding Jinx, willing to help primarily out of curiosity. He could've always accomplished it on his own, of course, but the Devils, Demons, and wayward souls of Hell would have made things terribly slow and contrived. "Even if you end up having to, y'know-" She'd slice a finger across her neck, making a small choking noise. "-They'd basically just respawn back in Hell. Probably pissed that they can't go back to the Demon Realm anymore, but hey."
Lottus seemed pretty open and non-violent (to her) despite being an evil Super Saiyan sent to Hell with a penchant for bloodlust and challenge. "What happened with the Saiyans anyway? Last I checked they were living on a decaying Sadala and mostly isolationist. Next I hear they've invaded a place called Plant and fought some Tuffles to a stalemate. The other Saiyan I asked didn't really wanna talk about the sitch at all and I can't understand why!"
The idea of angering Demons by killing them and preventing them from moving freely back and forth makes Lottus chuckle. In other words, killing them is more about an act of spite than anything else. When Jinx brought up the Saiyans situation, he barks a louder laugh.
"Someone was too mentally injured to explain it, were they? Pitiful. Then whoever you talked to was not a proper Saiyan - cowards shy away from violence, even if only a bad history." Lottus scoffs. In his mind, the current Saiyan society was a pitiful shade of their former glory. "Sadala was rendered inhospitable after a long time of waging a civil war. Some Saiyans in smaller numbers took off to various planets where they could avoid being hunted down by the stronger faction. Sadala is a wasteland dump that's barely worth remembering past the fact that we Saiyan's evolved on that world."
"A proper war should be that way. What's one planet in a universe of billions?" Lottus chuckles at the notion. "The stronger faction reformed and became the Saiyan Kingdom. They invaded Planet Plant some fifty or so years ago. When they landed, they renamed the world to Planet Vegeta - though some of us still call it Plant, since the war never ended with us taking full ownership of the planet."
Lottus' grin cracks a bit.
"Had the Kingdom had any backbone, the Tuffles would have been exterminated and Plant would have been properly colonized. But they failed." Lottus spits on the ground in disgust. "Saiyan commanders making strategy plays as if they were Earthing dirt Generals. Because of that, the Tuffles were able to invent weapons actually capable of harming us, even in our Oozaru states. Their weapons at the start of the war couldn't even scratch a normal Saiyan, never mind an Oozaru. The leadership dragged their feet until Rosemary took power. Then the war slowly became a Cold War, and then Rosemary was replaced by the coward King, Taori."
Lottus' lip curls.
"Taori invaded the Tuffle capitol in a swift stroke, and even took down their leader. But instead of wiping the little Destron wielding pests, he opted for a peaceful agreement." Lottus grunts. "He had the Tuffles by the throat, and he choked. He should have exterminated them, but no - he wanted to use them as a living example. Pitiful. There's no honor in leaving your enemy to live in shame, in paranoia - it would have been better to just finish the job and wipe them out, and take full custody of Plant."
"Call me old fashioned, but I prefer to end my enemies permanently, not leave them squirming and plotting for the future." he adds bitterly.
"Oh geez. That's a lot to take in. Y'know, last time I saw Sadala, the Saiyans there weren't embroiled in war. Not a FORMAL war at least. The whole place had a bunch of local leaders and chieftains who formed bands of close allies and family, and they fought rival groups nearby for resources and just to hone their skills. Seems like a lot of different ideals splintered when they were forced to leave the planet, and the MOST most conquesty formed the Kingdom and decided to take Plant. I kinda wonder what happened to the other groups? It's not like a Saiyan to just die off."
She didn't really have a stake in it all. Plant was the failing of the Saiyans, and if Lottus was displeased with their King flexing on a lifelong enemy and sparing them out of - presumably - a desire to humiliate them, she could only imagine what sort of misdeeds he'd get up to when freed from Hell. There were definitely warning signs that she shouldn't continue helping this guy escape at ALL if she valued stability in the galaxy... but what were the chances that he'd pick Konats out of every other planet in the universe to attack?
"There's something I don't really get. The Tuffles invented Destron - from what I hear, it's some kind of uber-deadly gas. From how you spoke it sounds like there's a personal, uh, grudge? Or vendetta. What's so bad about a weapon? Isn't it just another tool of war?"
"The Saiyans you met back then sound like they were just primitives. Chiefs and roving family clans, feh!" Lottus chuckles dismissively. "Frankly, I don't care what happened to the other groups. My people fell off from the proper warrior's path, preferring comforts over the thrill of spilling blood over their hands for the warmth."
Lottus crosses his arms over his chest.
"Look up the Super Saiyan that helped kill me if you want that kind of information. Nasu. Says his sect of Saiyans colonized on some planet in another galaxy apart from the one the Kingdom stayed in." Lottus tells the Majin.
His grin immediately vanishes as Jinx brings up the subject of Destron. His coal black eyes almost seem to flash with a momentary passing of bottled up rage, but he keeps the lid on that. There was a time for that, and this wasn't a situation that warranted the release of his pent up fury.
"Call it a grudge, I could care less." Lottus growls, his mood clearly having soured. "As a weapon, it is very efficient. But it's also a stupidly sloppy weapon."
Lottus grinds his teeth as he considers what to say.
"It's one thing to fall in battle; it's another matter entirely to be killed by a sloppy, cowardly weapon like Destron. There's no honor in that abomination." Lottus tells Jinx, his rasp low in tone. "If it targeted something, killed it, and then that was it, then that's fine. That's war. But what Destron does to beings unfortunate enough not to die immediately to it? The permanent and continual damage it tolls on a planet? That's stupid design. Rather than accept their possible defeat, the Tuffles used Destron with no understanding how toxic it would be to their own planet."
"I don't mind razing a planet - burning down civilizations. But even razing a planet still allows for something to grow from the ashes eventually. Destron doesn't. It keeps killing, and warping the landscape for decades. Maybe centuries, if it isn't somehow dealt with." he continues. Rapini's face, blood streaming from every orifice, flashes in Lottus' mind, but only briefly. "I have a personal grudge with Destron's producers. Acting on it is what landed me down here, after all. Suffice to say that if I find any Tuffles here in Hell that had something to do with Destron's creation and distribution, well... I'll find creative ways to torment them for as long as their souls persist."
"Nasu, huh? He'll either be the easiest man in the galaxy to find or the hardest. Did he seem the type to flex and revel in his new power?" If not, he'd likely be hiding it. Hiding himself, if extra paranoid.
Destron. "I see. I have encountered horrendous weapons in the past - neurotoxin gassed, nuclear bombs - but even those fade and flicker with time. A deadly poison that permanently spreads contagion over a planet? Even when they were on the cusp of being eradicated, surely the Tuffles realized how BAD that stuff would be. ...Maybe they did, and just decided they'd rather use Destron than allow themselves to be wiped out." She wasn't justifying it. Or the Saiyans invading, for that matter.
"Most species have changed drastically over time," Jinx mused aloud. "Warrior culture and bloodlust was supplanted with law and enforced peace as agriculture afforded larger population and more trade. Many species lost the 'fangs' they used to have in favor of thick scruff. Saiyans and Herans seem to be some of the last holdouts of that old way of thinking - and even then, as you've said, it seems even the Kingdom that had formed for conquest is also mellowing out. I mean with a Saiyan like you alive, there's bound to be others that share the same ideals. Even if only vaguely. Maybe you should splinter again?"
"They knew. They would rather have killed their own planet rather than let its resources be used by anyone else. In the face of extinction, it was their last resort - at least until they created newer technologies that enabled them to fight us more efficiently. Then Destron Bombs became smaller internal dispersal weapons used by their war androids." Lottus remarks bitterly. "But by then, it was too late to undo the damage they had already done. So for decades, the planet has been slowly dying. There's no clean bodies of water, maybe one forest left on the entire planet. Everything else is barren. So if they had won the war, they'd still be dealing with the death of their home planet, just as my people had done. Then they would have to leave, and the process starts all over again."
Lottus snorts derisively.
"They had no hindsight." he remarks, smirking again. "And that's what it does to a planet - after the war, I had the joy of having survived being sprayed with it. Almost daily migraines, psychotic episodes, multiple minor aneurisms that made my eyes and nose bleed? Fun life, that. Blowing off steam started to be the only way to mitigate the symptoms."
Lottus then gives thought about Jinx's supposition - was forming another Saiyan civilization even possible? If he returned to life, who would follow him, really?
"Unlikely. In life, I was known as just another stupid, trecherous monster. Saiyans are warriors, not beasts - none would follow me with that kind of reputation." Lottus shrugs. "Death at least did one thing for me - I don't have those Destron induced episodes anymore. So, I don't know - maybe some would, but not nearly enough to build on it. And even if I did - I wouldn't build it on that dying dirtball of a planet. I'd choose another planet that actually has a thriving ecosystem and resources. And, if I'm being pragmatic - a population that can reproduce with Saiyans. If I was to build a new Kingdom, I'd need future generations of Saiyans. Hybrids would be the only real option - unless the Kingdom itself accepted me. Which would never happen."