The day was finally over as the Breakers retired to their rooms, with the newly recruited adjusted to their new living spaces. In the meanwhile, Spina stared at the ceiling, thinking about what had transpired today.
“3 damn long years. Doesn’t feel like much time had passed…” The Saiyan talked to himself. “And yet, so much things have happened….”
It was an exhausting day. Although the Breakers had plenty of problems with frequent challengers throughout the years, it never escalated to this level.
“Would you watch them fall into the preying hands of a selfish god over and over, or would you guide them towards a life far more liberating than that? Think carefully now."
Those statements ringed in Spina’s head. Did the Breakers do the right thing by informing the arrivals about their situation and then left them to build a society for themselves? Should they have more influence on them with their strength? "Perhaps Ultraman was right about us being so inactive, and letting things get out control. Perhaps that was Voice expected us to do? No... Voice seemingly looked eager to have a population on his own."
Spina thought about the Ultraman battle and their overall reputation. Their reputation is tanking like a sinking stone in an ocean. What would be the appropriate approach on dealing with these kinds of situations? Brachi sprung off and nearly choke Ultraman. Gogeta loses his mind when it comes to battle and goes for the absolute kill. Even Cuki step out of line and snapped.
“When one acts out and they cannot be controlled through reasonable and rational means, you have to dealt with them accordingly with strength. Make them fall in line or break them to do so.”
Spina placed his arm over his head. “Best to get some sleep….”
Morning – Cuki’s Apartment Complex v25
The stars barely risen over the horizon and Spina was already up and ready. He was outside, attending to his garden. Watering the plants to grow beautiful flowers, delicious vegetables (even though he personally isn’t fond of them) and wide range of fruits. When not training or caught up in a scenario, he’s usually at the garden.
“Alright, that should do it…” Spina tipped his sun hat, impressed of what he has accomplished. He heard flocks of crows, the colors of their feathers flicker from one to another instantly. When these birds appears, it will give an indication that morning had come.
The flock of crows opened their beaks wide and let out a devastating shriek; it sounds like a man screaming in absolute agony.
“Morning… better get things ready for the halfwit.” Spina put away his gardening tools in the shed as the crows continues. Heading to the training area building that sits outside of the apartment complex. It was a room that contain the ability to expand greatly on the inside, even when the building doesn’t seem huge when looking from the outside view.
Pressing a button, it turned a regular room into a barren wasteland. Once he chosen the appropriate area, he jumped on a rock and sat there, waiting for Gogeta to show up.
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The crows flung around the apartment, utterly screaming to alert that morning has come. They peck against the windows, so their screams can echo from the glass throughout the house.
