Dome in the Void [Rhuba]

Perhaps had Erys and Rhuba met before he had met Pom, they might have become rivals, or at least going blow after blow with each other during this meeting, unlike how it was now. Not just Pom caused this issue, as Rhuba had stopped giving people leeway, he stopped lowering himself to their strength just to give them a chance. Lolo proved to him that it was not a good idea, nor strategy. Why would he give such shallow mercy to his enemy? True mercy is ending them in a massive display. Rhuba paused mid thought, only half hearing Erys' response. The Saiyan caught up in his own thoughts as he tried to steer his brain into what she was saying.

"Perhaps if you felt like you were losing a part of yourself, you might understand." Rhuba scoffed, then laughed loudly. "Maybe not, though. From what you've said, it seems like you'd just go kill things to get your mind off of it." Rhuba only laughed 'cause he had done something similar for that exact reason, not only that, but he responded by coming out here to try and kill whoever it was that called him. He felt like if he did that, perhaps Maxsuz would begin to respect him.

Her story about being a servant hit home for him, and he could feel himself gathering pity for Erys, as others might do after hearing his tale. It seemed it was true, as Parasitix told Maxsuz as well. Tragedy was a constant in this universe, and it had no signs of slowing. Most individuals he had met that were strong enough to withstand his presence had some tragic backstory, him included.

Rhuba looked back on his visions of all the death he has brought on everyone whom he has consumed. He could feel a piece of them trapped inside, like a soul. Rhuba didn't know what to call it, nor did Parasitix, so they both assumed they had consumed a part of the soul of those that they killed. The memories and skills of those consumed became easily accessible to Parasitix, and with some strain, he himself could view the memories.

"Wanna see what it was like when Parasitix was here?" Rhuba tapped his head, as he asked. Rhuba had wanted to try a new technique he had been cooking up, and the new stare he was giving Erys was followed up with a devious grin, as a tentacle slid out of his hoodie, attached to his forearm. It wiggled outside of the hoodie's sleeve, and undulated around as he motioned toward it. "I've done it accidentally to someone before, but I think I can show some of my memories, Parasitix and I have taken down hordes of creatures and Earthlings alike, wanna see?" Rhuba gave an exasperated sighed, and then shrugged. "If not your thing, that's fine," Rhuba had just wanted to show Erys that he wasn't always like this, that this was a strange occurrence for him. "Don't want you going back thinking I'm just a depressed Saiyan." He wanted to laugh again, to emphasize his joke, but he couldn't get himself to actually laugh, so he just exhaled loudly out of his nose.

Wanna see?

WC:   529
TWC: 4,590

Base PL: 88,677

HP: 9%/250% (+0%)
KP: 4/6 (+2)
MP: 6/6 (+1)

Traits: Saiyan Pride (Inactive) | Aggressive Attacker (1/1) | Zenkai (Inactive) | Raw Talent (2/2) | Noble Blood (+20% HP/+30% Critical Threshold)
Items: Battle Armor (Unused) | Battle Liner (Unused)

The two of them seemed pretty similar, but on different paths now. The fact that Rhuba was moving less toward violence was the main difference in this scenario, though it really did seem like Erys was into the bloodlust just as much as Rhuba used to be. "Huh? Is that so?" Rhuba had realized that missing Parasitix meant he hadn't done any killing in awhile, but he could always feel when Parasitix was hungry, it made Rhuba feel starved himself. He's rarely had to eat at all, and he didn't know why. Unbeknownst to Rhuba, Parasitix had found a way to separate from him without his knowledge, and even while they spoke it was feasting on Earth.

The whole void they were talking about, it didn't make a lick of sense to Rhuba. He wasn't sure she even knew what she meant, as she seemed to say something so complicated with such vague words, though the thought that she wanted to keep it to herself made him move on from the thought. Finally! She agreed! It would be a good test run, he had only done this accidentally before, and now since he had someone here that might be able to survive a mishap with his magic, made him feel better. He wanted to show Pom his memories of a child, as it's something he still feels fondly about. Deep down, he really wishes he could go back to being a slave, though he'd never admit that to himself, or anyone else.

"Alright, I have to sync our minds. Close your eyes, you'll feel my magic in your head, just let it happen." Rhuba scooted closer to Erys, and grabbed her shoulder gently. As soon as he did, he managed to find her brain. Blocking out the want to snoop, he connected their minds and pulled Erys into his own mindscape. Rhuba had to make sure

As soon as Erys' eyes adjusted to the difference in lighting, she'd find herself in a long corridor. She couldn't visually tell it was a corridor, but something in her mind told her the blackness she looked into had edges and corners, forming a wall, even though it looked as if it were a forever void. Up ahead was a clearing, 4 corridors meeting together to form a clearing, a bright light illuminated the intersection, but the light did not extend to any corridor even.

A light sprung on, shining down on Erys like a spotlight, following her movements. If she were to look up, she'd be blinded by the light, and if she could see through this light, there would be no source visible for it. Rhuba manifested in an explosion of magic in the clearing ahead of her, the light that followed him was teal colored, something that wouldn't strike him as odd. Rhuba quickly shifted the corridors in his mind, pulling Erys into the center of the clearing at the intersection by just shifting the walls and lights.

"There." Rhuba snapped his fingers, an untitled white and red book appeared in his hands. Opening it, he started reading, nodding his head as if he had found the right one. "Here we go." Rhuba pointed his finger at a word at the top of the page, and held it out for Erys to read. Upon connecting with the word his finger indicated, or any other word, she'd be pulled into Rhuba's body, her body autonomy stopping entirely unless she panicked and tried to free herself from his magic, which would cause her to open her eyes and be back at the dome. If she let the memory play out, she'd hear and feel everything Rhuba was experiencing, excitement, bloodlust, and hunger.

Rhuba had just landed in a small village, shapeshifted into his Parasitix form, void-like tentacles undulated out of his body as he walked around. The village itself was just a residential area, a far distance from the nearest city. Erys could feel how Parasitix would communicate with Rhuba, felt as if someone else was thinking thoughts for her. It was hungry, starving, like it had never eaten before. Rhuba had just gotten Parasitix, and upon finding out what it could do, promised to feed it so they could both be strong. It was getting dark, and the sun was lowering, just a dark crimson color on the skyline as the clouds and horizon consumed the sun.

Though not in Erys' vision during the memory walk, Rhuba was accompanying himself in the memory, taking in how he used to be. The person he saw now in front of him was not the Saiyan he is now. Pom had changed so much about him in such little time, it was as if Rhuba was never supposed to be a bad guy. Since his past life had gotten in his way, he would likely always want to cause some sort of destruction, or get into some kind of fight. Walking in the memory, he circled himself as he got ready to initiate the attack on the village, for some reason this felt different for him, but with no way to know why or how, he just continued watching.

Feast. Parasitix was unleashed, and Rhuba joined in immediately. Cackling, he'd use his Lightspeed technique to burst into a nearby home, ripping the door into shreds with his body. A couple Earthlings stood there in disbelief, per Rhuba's speed, before they could even scream Parasitix shot forward with two giant mouths using it's void-like skin, and took them both in it's mouth and began viciously chowing down on the two. Rhuba's laugh bounced around the living room he now stood in, excited by the brutal display, his childhood indoctrination to blame for his enjoyment.

Rhuba could sense another energy nearby, no, above. Jumping upward, he slammed through the ceiling. Wood, stone, and debris broke apart and stuck to him as he ascended. He now found himself in front of a wall, and the energy he sensed panicking behind it. The Earthling behind the wall began screaming due to the massive sound and shaking from Rhuba's destruction. Rhuba floated toward the wall just as Parasitix shot a tentacle through it, cracking it down the middle. The energy was now descending to the first floor, it had ran down the stairs in fear. "HAH! It's running!" Rhuba began cackling again, blood stained void-like tentacles and skin shined as the light above him flickered.

Rhuba slammed back down into the floor, and then through the first floor ceiling again, creating a much larger hole now. "Mom, dad!?" The voice spoke, it was a young adult, old enough to have likely left home already. The young adult was afraid, the living room he had walked into had blood splatter all over. What if this was Pom? Rhuba asked himself in thought, after having followed his memory into the building. He remembered this moment, he didn't think anything of it at the time. What if this was his Pom, though? What if he didn't know at the time and caused this kind of thing to Pom? What if he had been hungry when he met Pom? Why does that idea hurt so much? Rhuba fell to his knees, hands in his hair in confusion. His chest was hurting, pain he's felt quite often since he met Pom, but it had first started after he punched that little Majin girl.

Crunch, scream, it's over. Rhuba opened his eyes, and upon his kneeling position looked up to see the young adult was no longer there. Rhuba's memory form was laughing, cackling, the scene in front of him gruesome, not a single shred of the family left aside from the splatters that would unfortunately be found much later by law enforcement. Rhuba didn't care to take the door out of the house, he moved through the wall nearby and began slaughtering more innocents. Rhuba still kneeling, watched as his memory left with a huge smile, excited, happy, so much fun was being had. Why?

After his slaughter was over, Rhuba stood breathless, stained with blood atop a nearby hill at the outskirts of the village. None of them were a problem, but there was a lot of runners. Rhuba gleefully slaughtered them and fed them to Parasitix when they did. Rhuba, had walked in behind all the destruction. It didn't make him sad to think those people had died, the only thing he cared about is that he might have caused Pom strife if he had kept acting like this. He finally reached his memory self, who now stood atop a hill after chasing down each Earthling in the village and consuming them. No longer hungry, he left like nothing happened.

There, the memory ended. Only having lasted a very short time, Rhuba didn't think to check the time, but he believed no more than a few minutes had passed in real time while they spent much more inside it. "Woah, it worked without any issues this time!" Rhuba was fine, Erys looked fine. "How was it?" Rhuba would not mentioned the conflicting feelings he had during the entire thing.

Can you cackle while you eat?

WC:   1,518
TWC: 6,108

Base PL: 88,677

HP: 9%/250% (+0%)
KP: 4/6 (+2)
MP: 6/6 (+1)

Traits: Saiyan Pride (Inactive) | Aggressive Attacker (1/1) | Zenkai (Inactive) | Raw Talent (2/2) | Noble Blood (+20% HP/+30% Critical Threshold)
Items: Battle Armor (Unused) | Battle Liner (Unused)

Being jabbed was not a surprise, as he wasn't even sure both of them would make it out of there the same. Taking the hit to his arm, he laughed nervously. Luckily the testing he had been doing with the technique alone had helped him, so he was on the right track in learning how to use the Mind Walk Parasitix would use when draining memories. Given more practice, he might be able to do more with it. "Oh, no reason, just the last person I did this with accidentally never woke up again." Rhuba smiled, rubbing his head, before leaning back and sliding away from Erys.

The question caught him off guard, the moment she said it... How did she know what he was thinking as he went through the memory? Stupid, Rhuba! He wasn't good enough to block out things like that while also putting Erys in his consciousness, that let everything he thought bleed into her! It wasn't so bad though, he relaxed, looking Erys over once. They're cool, they seemed to understand him. "Pom's just a magnificent Dragon I know." Rhuba tried to add a fun twist on it, by telling without telling. His voice came out playfully, as if he was being interrogated in a more playful way. It was obvious what he meant, even the most daft if they thought on it long enough could put two and two together.

Adjusting the watch on his hand, he would float a foot or two above the ground, waving to Erys. "I gotta go. Sorry, your power was just too much for me," His smile genuine, with a tinge of fear swirled in his eyes. Rhuba didn't know if this was all a good idea, but he felt close to Erys after sharing everything he had, giving himself another person to lean in, someone even more unhinged than he was. Understanding where she was coming from was a big part of what made him feel close, the parallels while not exact, were there.

Rhuba turned, and headed back to the Dir-T Cruiser. It opened up as he got close, and let him in. Parasitix allowed him to travel through any harsh conditions between him and the Cruiser whom parked a little bit aways. As he entered, it shot off headed back to Earth. Rhuba couldn't be away from Pom long as it was, and talking about him made Rhuba miss him that much more, which while on the journey home made him uncharacteristically think his judgment trusting Erys with any information concerning Pom was a foolish move. Though, as usual, he shook his head of the thoughts and headed back, not to his large manor, but to the Dragon who stayed in his guest house.

Rhuba exits semi-abruptly!

WC:   446
TWC: 6,554

Base PL: 88,677

HP: 9%/250% (+0%)
KP: 6/6 (+2)
MP: 6/6 (+1)

Traits: Saiyan Pride (Inactive) | Aggressive Attacker (1/1) | Zenkai (Inactive) | Raw Talent (2/2) | Noble Blood (+20% HP/+30% Critical Threshold)
Items: Battle Armor (Unused) | Battle Liner (Unused)