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Lucifer chuckled at Cross’ comments. “Oh, how you humor me. Keep it up.” He went upstairs, hearing the sounds of the drunken Breakers sleeping throughout the night as Cuki attempts to aid them at someway. “Rest assure, Cross, dealing with the concept of necromancy is no small feat.” Lucifer paused and decided to leave the sentence unfinished as he heads to his room for the night.
Next Day: Morning
An enormous groups of crows have taken residency on the rooftop of Cuki’s apartment complex. A numerous of crows pecked at the window, outright shrieking in rows full minute each.
Spina opened his eyes and risen from his bed. “Oh man…” The old Saiyan said. “What the hell happen…?” He noticed a couple of pills on the table and a glass of water. “Man, I’m drenched for water.” He chugged the entire glass in a second. Although Cross’ spell improved his mobility massively, he still couldn’t remember a thing. “Last thing I remember… was being slammed around… yeah, Cuki did that. I think.” He went towards the window and shutting it closed to drowned out the noisy crows, not realizing the abundance of it. “Damn birds are a lot more active now.”
He headed downstairs to the main lobby and turned on the television. “I wonder… what’s on.” He flipped through the channels, until he landed on the Reality News Network channel.
“As reported, we are still recovering from the massive damage that was done to the city once again. It is estimated that it will take years to fix the city, and recovered as many people as we could, although there were reports that they have went missing as well. Once again, the Breakers’ reckless behaviors have increased rapidly.” The woman said. She turned, hearing that they finally obtained the footage. “Thank to one our kind citizen, they managed to film the brief encounter of the battle.”
Spina narrowed his eyes upon seeing the footage of a drunk Gogeta fighting against Broly, whom the latter was unfamiliar with. “….what the? What the hell was this?! All that happened last night?!”
“Actually, it happened three days ago.”
Spina’s eyes widened. “Three days!? We were asleep for three damn days!?” He turned around, seeing Lucifer sitting on the stool chair, drinking juice.
“Fufu, you and the blue brothers were completely wasted on that wine.” Lucifer said. “Who knew you guys can’t handle high quality wine?” He took a snip of the juice. “Cross even had to waste his energy to sober you up, and you still couldn’t get up after that. I say, I didn’t expect to be that high tier… I was able to handle it just fine.”
“….Where the hell were the others?” Spina said.
“Dunno, haven’t seen Panich after she found out the person, she was looking for wasn’t exactly the one. Brachi and uh, Bara, I believe… probably off somewhere. Cuki? Probably killing time.”
Spina grabbed his head, seeing the blue flair of light smashing against the city like fireworks. “Oh man… what did that dumbass do….!” He was irritated by the sounds of screaming crows. “Oh shit… and the crows…!”
“Pretty sure the nice news lady explains that the city got turned into a hell-zone.” Lucifer joked.
Three days have passed since the encounter with Panich and Hart. After Hart’s revelation about the world post Doom, she claims to have a way to get those that perished back. She had informed Panich to returned to the Breakers in the meantime (important note: no one knows about this part, so don’t outed Panich, this is critical for the story), and she’ll be in contact soon. “Return to the Breakers for now, and simply gather some intel. Ultraman and I will continue to do the heavy work from here”.
On the other hand, Ultraman was on the rooftop of the tallest building, still seemingly in ruins due to the Gogeta’s latest attack on the city. He was on the edge of the building, his eyes becoming dull as he seen the residents doing their best of piling rocks on the streets. Such a sight flash a memory before his eyes:
[memory starts]
“So you’re finally here Superman. I guess they chose the best of us to represent this world, eh? Two greatest heroes, and we will see who truly stands on top!” Ultraman said to Superman.
“No. You can have that title, Ultraman.” Superman said. “I don’t need it.”
Ultraman narrowed his eyes. “….What?”
“I finally free to do what I wish, something I never had time to do. I was so busy with hero work, so busy with making sure everyone’s lives is okay, that I put the needs of others than my own. I love being a hero, and absolutely love the people…but I want to express myself for once. And this world, provides such stimulus. So I’m heading out to see what this world has to offer. Such title as a hero…” Superman shook his head. “is no longer a valuable option for me. You take it. I’m going to find a man called Vegetto.”
Ultraman narrowed his eyes. “That bastard…!? He didn’t even look me in the eye. Why would he care about you?! You willingly going to throw all that away… for that!?”
“Because he was the greatest challenge I ever took on, if I stick with him, who knows what amazing things I get to explore.” Superman smiled. “Farewell… I hope you also don’t get stuck into the path of heroism. It's a tireless job, and I don't think you're even qualify for that. Give that up and find your own identity without chasing me…”
[memory ends]
Ultraman looks at his hand. “My identity… without him, I’m nothing… and apparently, Doom doesn’t even consider me a Superman. The Breakers don’t even take me seriously. Who am I?”
