Fruit for the Soul (Nasu)

Right now… not much was going on in Nasu’s head. He did not even remember the last time he set foot outside the Otherworld. He was not forced to stay here, but after a certain discussion with an individual up here; the man had been left to his own devices to ponder. For his future, and how he wished to guide his life. Whatever it was, it looked like it had completely overwhelmed Nasu, to the point where he did not exactly realize who was around him, nor where he was exactly.

No, wait. He knew where he was. He had come here, after he had been dared to eat one of these fruits. It was not a dare, a bet or a challenge but more like proof. There was no sign of any eaten fruit, so there was to say that he had not taken any, perhaps he had come here, but in the end he just resigned. He was not supposed to, and after all, he did not know if he truly needed further confirmation. With a sigh, he just sat his back against one of the trees and remained quiet, silent even.

This identity crisis found a brief pause however, when he realized someone else had stepped inside. Nasu did not have much trouble getting in, given his position, he was trusted not to pick the fruits. But when he perceived someone else, he became kind of curious and turned only to spot someone in the distance, however he was unable to make out his identity.

“Who are you?”

Thread Power Level: 124,847

WC: 263

Nasu was not exactly a caretaker of this place. If anything he was no less a guest than he was, with the sole exception being that the man had pretty much chosen not to try and fall into the provocation that had first driven him here - because he did not need further proof. He just… kind of knew it already, and right now he was just trying to digest something that was tugging the back of his mind. It would pass, of course. There was no need to be like this. It was just a moment to enjoy some peace of mind, somewhat.

Still the man was known indeed for his manners and of course he did not mind another’s presence, maybe he could at least distract himself a little bit and it would help him somewhat to just kind of think about something else entirely. So, he greeted the Namekian without too much doubt, he did not exactly know him, he had been a little absent from Namek, but he would definitely go visit soon, definitely.

“Hi Gandigan. Yes. I can believe that. I have been on Namek for entire months the past year. It is a lovely place. I am… sorry that you are dead, by the way. I hope you did not leave behind too many people back there at home.”

Still sitting by the tree, he just nodded over his way.

“Well. I have no purpose here. I am just here to chill for a little while until I have to get back to working towards my duties. Name is Nasu. Nice to meet you.”

WC: 270
Total WC: 533

“Yeah. I have more than a few friends back there. Such as Nero, Zhalla, Erebos… a bunch.”

Nasu sat still. Unlike Gandigan he did not feel any rush to stand still and fend for himself. Even when he aimed his hand at him, the swordsman simply stared at him without any feel for hostility or violence. Indeed, Nasu felt more like a Buddha right now than a Saiyan and instead he just looked on ahead at some point.

“Lottus? Ah, you must mean back in Hatchi, that time again.”

The man said and with a few small nods he began to recall that battle. Indeed, it was back when he had just attacked Hatchi again, for what purpose he still did not fully grasp. He said take control of the city, but he did not really believe that. He did not have such a record that he would consider him trustworthy.

“I did not fight Lottus that day. I fought Tsuya and some other possessed Saiyan. As for Lottus, I promised Taori I would let him deal with him. He chose to take him under his wing, whether or not that will work, is Taori’s responsibility and problem. Indeed. The first time I fought Lottus to the death. My sword shattered his shoulder and rib cage. I did indeed wish to kill him. In the end, someone jumped in and finished him before he could bleed out on his own. Now, this second time, even if I chose not to respect Taori’s wish… to be fair, he would have just revived after some time, just like he did last time. So… that is not a solution, unless you have some cage that can contain him forever.”

Nasu looked up, with his head weakly slamming the tree behind him.

“I do not have a solution to evil. But is there… even supposed to be one? Is it not just a running circle? Good and evil. Blagh, I am starting to speak like a Shinjin.”

He chuckled before he turned back to Gandigan.

“I take it you and Lottus are not on the best terms, right? Understandable. I warned him to try and be nice, but I am sure he will not care and attack someplace else. But I have faith in the good people down there that they will stop him.”

WC: 392
Total WC: 925

Hmm. Well. He did feel bad for Taori having to catch shade like that but Nasu did understand what Gandigan meant, of course such a decision would have had consequences if there was not anything that could actually keep Lottus in place for it… not to mention that from an outsider’s perspective especially, it probably felt like there was no reason at all to spare the guy in the first place.

“I believe he wished to use him in some other way. In Taori’s defense he was not much of a conqueror, so it was likely not going to be anything dangerous. But I have not heard much from him so maybe… in the end nothing came out of that idea of his, well… sadly no one could have seen that coming. Especially after a grand battle like that.”

So that basically meant Lottus was free by now and roaming without any restrictions, which was not good. But there was not much Nasu could do about that at the moment, he could only wait for the guy to betray himself pretty much. He looked over Gandigan briefly and just nodded.

“Yeah. He is not the first to come back from the dead either. That is why I was not surprised. There are ways out of this place, they seem to vary. What worked for another likely would not for another, and I doubt it can work twice… but both of them pretty much managed to gather enough strength in one way or another to break free. Likely with the help from the denizens too. Anyone strong can find a way outside, however, no matter the method, you just gotta try.”

He exhaled from his nostrils, he… did not agree with Gandigan. Tsuya was insane but he believed her, he had nothing to serve against her ideology, indeed there was a cycle at place that allowed different kinds of people to return to the living world.

“I am afraid not. Perhaps the only way… is killing them until their soul is too consumed to revive. But that is also a theory. A way to make them accept death.”

The man saw the last of the Namekian’s statements as some kind of provocation, like it was meant to get under his skin. It did not, but of course the thought of having a world lost was not exactly enticing. Nasu stayed silent for a little while, his expression remained engraved in stone, fixed and motionless until he finally spoke again.

“It was not meant to turn out like this. I am upset, but there is no use in stressing now. Fury is best left to fester in the depths of your stomach, to be unleashed only when you need it, lest you become its slave.”

The Saiyan pushed himself up to his feet… his passion and fighting sense somewhat renewed now, or perhaps ‘burning’ would have been more appropriate, and then he eyed the Namekian with a little bit of a smile.

“Besides, the way I am now I would not be much of a match. I have got to step up my game once more. What do you say we fight each other, Gandigan?”

WC: 536
Total WC: 1,461

Gandigan did not look like he was in the mood for much conversation. But he did not really fault him for that. The Namekian had his reasons for hating Lottus there was no doubt but Nasu could not bring himself to share and revel in that hatred, instead he looked yet quite detached from his case; stone cold, some might say. Lottus would pay, but he was not going to spoil his day with the toxic feeling of angst… after all, he could not just spawn Lottus here and smack him. All in due time. Right.

“Perhaps so. In either case they will get what is coming for them. So long as you stay focused, you can seize the anger you feel and use it with purpose.”

Surely he agreed with Gandigan. A free Lottus was not a good Lottus, which was why he chose to trust Taori in the first place; that was what he proposed, but apparently the promise did not hold up. For one reason or another he did not know, he had also been busy himself. Now all he needed was that the order of things were much different, right now what he had to do was retrieve his fighting sense… or at least the motivation rather.

“Fight, spar, whatever you want to call it.”

Nasu agreed. This spar would have been beneficial to both of them… probably Gandigan first and foremost. The Saiyan could not predict whether he would have fought Lottus first, but he had no doubt the Namekian would go for another shot at the mad kinsman. That being said, he was also the first to begin. Indeed Nasu had not seen a Namekian this powerful before, it had to have been just like he had anticipated; other species would soon adapt to this level of power, perhaps even surpass it.

“Good. This will be new.”

In a heartbeat, his hair turned a weak blonde and his eyes a vivid green; he tapped into the Super Saiyan without too much of a hassle, and now he focused his gaze upon the Namekian’s technique.

His body burned away into ashes, before the technique even hit, as the man once more appeared in front of the Namekian, almost as if he phased through the technique and with one hand on the handle of his sword, he was currently coming for him, piercing through the air at high speeds when he pulled upon the might of his sword and brought it forth. Nasu would once more appear right behind the Namekian, almost as if nothing happened, but a moment later, Gandigan would have to deal with the aftermaths of strikes that could be considered ghastly, almost as if they hit a second later in quick succession.

Power Level: 2,247,246
HP: ▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰ 250%
KP: 2/6
MP: 3/6
OOC Notes/Items Used:
Nasu transforms into a Super Saiyan.
Nasu activates Raw Talent, ultimately gaining 3 MP.
Nasu uses (M. Evasive) Short Flame (1,797,797) to evade Gandigan's attack. Spends 3 KP.
Nasu uses (L. Offensive) Triple Force (449,449) against Gandigan. Spends 1 KP.
WC: 461
Total WC: 1,922

Nasu did not seem to have any trouble when it came to ascending. Indeed he could say he was quite confident with the transformation for a while now, he did come a long way since the days where he struggled to power up once more in front of Amara when she extracted the essence of his power to try and figure out what it was exactly. Which made him wonder what exactly even happened to any of that… but well, to be fair he did not ever hear about her about this in the end. He wondered what happened to her, but if he had to guess, she was likely taking a break after giving Taori the throne.

“Figured that would be the case.”

He commented. As of the moment the man was quite detached from the living realm, for a short time as he had several impediments to attend in the Afterlife. Business? Kinda, not really, in the end he believed he had figured out what he had to do, but this was neither the day nor the place to discuss his own problems. Rather, he figured that it was about time he would kick his own ass back in shape.

“No problem, though. This spar will be useful to both of us I am sure.”

The man struck through, indeed, while it might have looked like he had been caught in the fire, instead he became fire itself and vanished through what some could perhaps describe only as the thin veil of reality only to reappear shortly after, almost as if the ashes recreated the figure of Nasu out of nowhere.

He held his breath tight and once more appeared to defy the laws of physics when he swung that massive weapon of his at Gandigan multiple times in such a short instant that it felt like nothing happened at all until a few seconds later. Nasu stood behind him and simply looked at him, having fallen to his knees. He stayed silent however and observed, until Gandigan came at him with his fists, his face was shoved back when they connected and his body floated back ever so slightly.

Eventually his expression slowly turned back to face Gandigan, a neutral stoic expression, with a thin trail of red running down his lip. When he tried to go for his back, a ghastly dark arm came out of his back and would close itself around Namekian's knee. At first glance, it looked like a monster’s arm; it looked like it belonged to a Great Ape and yet had the claws of a dragon. The ghastly arm would proceed to pull back, holding onto Gandigan tight and then attempt to launch him into the ground. All the while Nasu would cleanse his lip with the back of his fist.

“You are definitely the strongest Namekian I have faced thus far. When did you acquire this kind of power?”

Power Level: 2,247,246
HP: ▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰ 250%
KP: 4/6
MP: 4/6
OOC Notes/Items Used:
Nasu uses [Utility] Spirit Body for non-KP combat.
Nasu recovers 2 KP and generates 1 MP.
WC: 490
Total WC: 2,412

Indeed.

Swinging around a weapon like that - for it could not truly be called a sword - was by far a foolish thought. The one thing that made up for it was a number of things: firstly Nasu was a Saiyan warrior, and second he was quite literally built for this. He packed enough strength and trained with swords bigger than himself for so many years, that arguably a fist would hurt more than his actual sword. And yet that was exactly the trick. In a way, the sword was indeed deadly, but it was also almost like a training weight for the man.

But, after the events of the past few years, now Nasu could do something even better. To make up for any and all weaknesses of his style, he would just incorporate both ki and magic to his service, to try and leave as few openings as possible during his strikes. While it did sound like quite the powerful concept and idea, in the end it was like a blank canvas with every single color at your disposal - only you could make the most out of it. As of now Nasu still attempted to do his best, of course he had very few metrics.

Once Gandigan had been slammed and kept quiet by the ground through the use of his beastly dragon arm, the man began to once more gather his strength, for the next attack, but in the meanwhile he looked as well versed for a conversation.

"Unlike most Saiyans you might have met by now. I was neither born nor raised on Plant. I come from a galaxy far away, where my ancestors took refuge when our ancestral home Sadala was no longer inhabitable. Most of these techniques you see were developed on my homeworld, for my people struggled in a war against dragons ten times their size. We developed techniques and weapons capable of slaying monsters."

Of course, there was more to his magic than meets the eye. Dragon blood, darkness and more that he had mastered only recently. In the end, Nasu indeed fought differently than most Saiyans but that did not mean he was not capable of that savage fighting style himself - rather he had to be pushed that far until he would resort to that. Or maybe even worse. When the arm was far too tight for Gandigan to find an escape, he resorted to the mouth blast that caught Nasu off guard and had him simply take it right into the face.

The arm indeed freed Gandigan, and smoke wrapped Nasu, however the first to come clear of that rubble was instead his sword that ascended up with its tip upon the skies. The man held it tightly between both hands, and eventually the man appeared, with his face now featuring the leftovers the blast, ashes and some burned skin but he did not look to be in pain, rather he was focused onto his next move.

"This, for example, is a... remaster of an old classic. A recreation."

While it would normally be a cleave taught by his late grandfather, in truth the sword began to glare with an intense fury, visibly clear through the darkness that enveloped the sword through with particles of power that resembled blood. And when Nasu cleaved the sword down, rather than a physical strike, it acted more like a flamethrowing cannon as the dark fire shot through directly at Gandigan and on impact, it would expand into a massive hellish ball around him... but it would not burn neither the sacred ground nor its trees. For Nasu's magic was darkness born of light, incapable of hurting that which was pure, unless he willed it so.

Power Level: 2,247,246
HP: ▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰ 209%
KP: 0/6
MP: 0/6
OOC Notes/Items Used:
Nasu suffers 41% damage.
Nasu uses [Sparking M. Offensive] Shadowhunter against Gandigan. (2,696,695)
WC: 621
Total WC: 3033