Demi-Fiend rubbed his chin, trying to remember when the Lich said about the trash. His eyes narrowed, snapping his fingers right after he recalled such event. “You’re right, Lich. After I summoned the doll, I tossed it to the trash afterwards.” He turns to the doll, a smirk that yields from being impressed form on his face. “You did all of this just because of that? You got some mighty balls for pulling off a stunt like that. It was quite funny how you were messing with Grandma over there.”
Demi-Fiend patted the doll on the head. “Do it again though and I won’t just throw you into the trash next time.” He went over to the kitchen table and took a seat along with the others. “So Shonen is going to cook us a meal as compensation for the dodgeball game, huh?” He referred Vegetto.
“Hey, Shonen!” He shouted for Vegetto to hear him. “When you took the meat, make sure some of it is rare! I like to taste the blood of the meat when I bite into it.”
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As everyone approaches the table, aside from a few such as Raune to rest up, the Voice floats towards it and sit next to Bernkastel. He turns his sight to Gotenks who asked him a question, feeling cocky after he called him “Supreme Leader”.
“You got some excellent manners, Gotenks.” The voice responded. “I don’t know how you got here, but I assumed you might got the gist of the information, so I’ll just repeat myself here. Welcome to Reality Vortex, a realm where beings of nonexistence arrived. Everything you see is a result of countless realms throughout all possible and not possible realities.” He looks at the young fused warrior. “Unfortunately, Gotenks….” He chuckled a bit. “There is no escape. This realm is protected by a barrier that nullified any form of attacks—but you can try if you want too, but just letting you know, Vegetto tried that and it failed on him, miserably. Even if you somehow escape out of here, the moment you leave this dimension, there is nothing but permanent erasure from existence—you will not go home. Ever.”
Voice paused for a moment. “However, there might be a way around that… if I have my tools that can restore my body. However, the tools are now in possession a man who referred himself as Doctor Doom. He, too, came from another reality and suddenly appeared here a while ago. If you, and this ragtag group, somehow managed to get the tools, your odds of returning home might increase. Lucky for him, the Witch of Miracles, Bernkastel…” The voice pointed to her at the end of the table, sitting on the biggest chair. “Made a deal with Doom. If this group managed to beat four trials and best him at his strongest, he will give them the tools without trickery.”
“You know…” Spina sat down on the chair next to Cuki. “You never really explained the purpose of these tools. I heard rumors about them throughout the realm of their capabilities, but nothing concrete. What exactly does it entails, aside from restoring your body apparently?”
The voice smiled. “Well, I’m going to wait until Vegetto finished whipping out the feast. I want everyone and I mean everyone to be present.”
“Tsk…” Spina responded.
“If you want to chat it up, Spina, how about you explain the others about this realm more since you rudely interrupted me? You been here long enough…” The voice said.
Spina stared at the voice for a minute, before turning to Gotenks. “Reality Vortex is essentially limbo—no one can die here. You cannot age; you cannot be kill from natural causes; not even revival or teleportation can get you out of here. Your best bet is to get use to this place now.” Spina said. “The entire realm is nothing but complexity from all realities… if you venture deeper, you will meet plenty of people down there, but Reality City is the last places you want go right now—I know, since I been here for hundreds of years.”
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"Speaking of realities... you say that we came from realities that doesn't exist..." Demi-Fiend said. "I mean, considering that most Saiyans came from a different incarnation of the same world... what about Bernkastel, Lich and I?"
Voice chuckled. "It seems that you were seemingly erased from existence or through "special means." This realm is strange, even I don't know it's... decision of bringing people here."
Demi-Fiend patted the doll on the head. “Do it again though and I won’t just throw you into the trash next time.” He went over to the kitchen table and took a seat along with the others. “So Shonen is going to cook us a meal as compensation for the dodgeball game, huh?” He referred Vegetto.
“Hey, Shonen!” He shouted for Vegetto to hear him. “When you took the meat, make sure some of it is rare! I like to taste the blood of the meat when I bite into it.”
----
As everyone approaches the table, aside from a few such as Raune to rest up, the Voice floats towards it and sit next to Bernkastel. He turns his sight to Gotenks who asked him a question, feeling cocky after he called him “Supreme Leader”.
“You got some excellent manners, Gotenks.” The voice responded. “I don’t know how you got here, but I assumed you might got the gist of the information, so I’ll just repeat myself here. Welcome to Reality Vortex, a realm where beings of nonexistence arrived. Everything you see is a result of countless realms throughout all possible and not possible realities.” He looks at the young fused warrior. “Unfortunately, Gotenks….” He chuckled a bit. “There is no escape. This realm is protected by a barrier that nullified any form of attacks—but you can try if you want too, but just letting you know, Vegetto tried that and it failed on him, miserably. Even if you somehow escape out of here, the moment you leave this dimension, there is nothing but permanent erasure from existence—you will not go home. Ever.”
Voice paused for a moment. “However, there might be a way around that… if I have my tools that can restore my body. However, the tools are now in possession a man who referred himself as Doctor Doom. He, too, came from another reality and suddenly appeared here a while ago. If you, and this ragtag group, somehow managed to get the tools, your odds of returning home might increase. Lucky for him, the Witch of Miracles, Bernkastel…” The voice pointed to her at the end of the table, sitting on the biggest chair. “Made a deal with Doom. If this group managed to beat four trials and best him at his strongest, he will give them the tools without trickery.”
“You know…” Spina sat down on the chair next to Cuki. “You never really explained the purpose of these tools. I heard rumors about them throughout the realm of their capabilities, but nothing concrete. What exactly does it entails, aside from restoring your body apparently?”
The voice smiled. “Well, I’m going to wait until Vegetto finished whipping out the feast. I want everyone and I mean everyone to be present.”
“Tsk…” Spina responded.
“If you want to chat it up, Spina, how about you explain the others about this realm more since you rudely interrupted me? You been here long enough…” The voice said.
Spina stared at the voice for a minute, before turning to Gotenks. “Reality Vortex is essentially limbo—no one can die here. You cannot age; you cannot be kill from natural causes; not even revival or teleportation can get you out of here. Your best bet is to get use to this place now.” Spina said. “The entire realm is nothing but complexity from all realities… if you venture deeper, you will meet plenty of people down there, but Reality City is the last places you want go right now—I know, since I been here for hundreds of years.”
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"Speaking of realities... you say that we came from realities that doesn't exist..." Demi-Fiend said. "I mean, considering that most Saiyans came from a different incarnation of the same world... what about Bernkastel, Lich and I?"
Voice chuckled. "It seems that you were seemingly erased from existence or through "special means." This realm is strange, even I don't know it's... decision of bringing people here."
