Post by Cello on Dec 12, 2023 1:20:10 GMT -5
Gandigan's power became something unreal as the bombardment of power cam crashing down around him. There was much he could've attempted, and there was more he would've liked to do; Yet he was strength wise, severely depleted. His body slammed into by a torrent of Ki, the epicenter of which was he, as explosions lit up the area around him. He would scream out in agony for but a time, as the damage upon his being seemed tremendous. Soon the gateway to hell would rend open once more, as his strength would soon leave him, so too would his remainder of time. They had done much, in this time, to really push forth a great challenge; and even if this was to be the last he saw of the grand king, he was going to take these lessons with him to his heart, and to the future.
Smoke would billow, debris would cast its wicked gaze upon the land, and as soon as it faded? There would be a result. Lying there, on his back, covered in purple ichor, a cough here, a splatter there. Even now his wounds were knitting back together, but it was clear there was no more fight left in him as the shadows would fade and so too would his tremendous strength leave him. With this, he was complete and a laugh began to expel from him. Contentment in defeat? It seemed so...
There was a smile.
"This...reminds me of the time...when I was but a young hatchling...my master, whom I had thought myself stronger than, had me on my back in a similar manner. He had taught me that day, that true strength comes from ones...willingness to keep pushing forward, to present themselves in a manner, in which they could always act with conviction.."
Slowly, the Namekian would sit up, wiping blood from his lips as he'd struggle to his feet. Eager to embrace the king whom had found and released him upon this world. To once more walk with Namekians and others. TO bring forth with it, a land of change and a considerable shift in the order of the universe. A few Namekians strong, they were, but it was this King whom had brought them all together.
"...and with you and your allies, I believe conviction can once more be found...to those whom bring forth their righteous desire to serve your path.."
There was a smile, And then he'd feel his soul being pulled.
"...I do believe...our time is up my friend;' And I wish it were not so...I do not wish to say goodbye, and I have so much more I wish to speak to you about; So much more I would say...I--I do not know what the path before us present...but I must tell you that it is in my hope that no matter what path we take, it will one day lead us back to you; So that we may once more speak, and journey. I ...wanted to teach you so much of my people, of my time. I feel as if I have wasted so much time, already, and now I wonder if ever there will be the moment.."
This was going to be hard for him; as he didnt wish to leave the man behind. Yet he had to. This was the grand order of life and death, and with it had come the end. He couldnt very well hold it back any longer. So rather? He'd extend his hand, and offer it to the other. A simple gesture, an act of camradarie and brotherhood.
"...so I will simply say; Until...we meet again; Brother."
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Smoke would billow, debris would cast its wicked gaze upon the land, and as soon as it faded? There would be a result. Lying there, on his back, covered in purple ichor, a cough here, a splatter there. Even now his wounds were knitting back together, but it was clear there was no more fight left in him as the shadows would fade and so too would his tremendous strength leave him. With this, he was complete and a laugh began to expel from him. Contentment in defeat? It seemed so...
There was a smile.
"This...reminds me of the time...when I was but a young hatchling...my master, whom I had thought myself stronger than, had me on my back in a similar manner. He had taught me that day, that true strength comes from ones...willingness to keep pushing forward, to present themselves in a manner, in which they could always act with conviction.."
Slowly, the Namekian would sit up, wiping blood from his lips as he'd struggle to his feet. Eager to embrace the king whom had found and released him upon this world. To once more walk with Namekians and others. TO bring forth with it, a land of change and a considerable shift in the order of the universe. A few Namekians strong, they were, but it was this King whom had brought them all together.
"...and with you and your allies, I believe conviction can once more be found...to those whom bring forth their righteous desire to serve your path.."
There was a smile, And then he'd feel his soul being pulled.
"...I do believe...our time is up my friend;' And I wish it were not so...I do not wish to say goodbye, and I have so much more I wish to speak to you about; So much more I would say...I--I do not know what the path before us present...but I must tell you that it is in my hope that no matter what path we take, it will one day lead us back to you; So that we may once more speak, and journey. I ...wanted to teach you so much of my people, of my time. I feel as if I have wasted so much time, already, and now I wonder if ever there will be the moment.."
This was going to be hard for him; as he didnt wish to leave the man behind. Yet he had to. This was the grand order of life and death, and with it had come the end. He couldnt very well hold it back any longer. So rather? He'd extend his hand, and offer it to the other. A simple gesture, an act of camradarie and brotherhood.
"...so I will simply say; Until...we meet again; Brother."
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