Spina nodded as Whis departed to the room where Vegetto and Kassava were staying. "The concept of gods. Such a silly concepts I may say." He went to the room that he had previously stayed and lay down on the bed. "Once again, I'm unable to secure my goals. This is going to be hard to work with." He closed his eyes and fell asleep.
The Next Day
The next morning arrived and per usual, the strange black and white birds flew across the skies of the transforming city, letting out a screeching ear-piercing cry. Spina opened his eyes and got out of bed. Scratching his back, he heard sounds of plates and glass being dropped on the floor from the living room. He came out of his room and checked out the source of the sound and see a strange man on a chair eating a biscuit with broken plates and glasses around him.
"What a strange food." the man chewed on the biscuit. "It's a bread, but not quite..." the man had glowing black and greenish tattoos emerging on his skin and a horn on the back of his neck. His skin was pale and his hair was black, with yellow eyes. He's only wearing black pants, white socks, and sneakers. He turns around, seeing Spina. "Ah, did I wake you?"
"Uh... who the hell are you?" Spina questioned.