North City - Chapter 2 Event

[The Good Doctor]

North City
Planet Earth​

North City (北の都 Kita no Miyako), also known as Metro North, lit with technological advancements filling the night sky with advertisements, filled with marvels and scenery that attract the young, and filled with the bumbling of everyday business life - North City is the northern trading hub and one of the large metropolis capitals of Earth. It is surrounded by mountains and a forest. It is said that the ancient ruins of Dr. Gero's Laboratory were in the mountains south of the city, before a mysterious corporation reclaimed the area and began to rebuild - dubbing these grounds the "Neo-Ribbon Corps Foundation". A company set to retake their own history and forge a new path and name for themselves. Once destroyed by the intergalactic criminal Frieza, North City owes its current state to its patron saint, Bulma. Despite residing in West City, Neo-Ribbon Corps took it upon themselves to erect a large statue in Bulma's honor after knowledge of her use of the Dragon Balls came to be public information.

Scenery: Enormous Technological city with tubular highways stretching across the mountains surrounding its entirety.

Affiliations: West City - East City - South City, Earth-based Cities/Towns, Multiversal Red Ribbon Base, West Kai - South Kai - East Kai - North Kai
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[YatoruSenpai]

Upon his arrival moments ago, the Valtraxian adorning Tundra's Empires battle armor floated before the city, his silver eyes staring down at the innocent bystanders going about their lives, large towers one with a Red Ribbon based logo with the lettering RR in the ribbon. A scornful disgust sneered across this valtraxian by the name of Judas's face, his white hair fluttering with the gusts of wind that rushed between skyscapers and buildings. With no words to be given, his body propelled forth with an acceleration which seemingly had this man skipping metaphorical frames per minute. His first and foremost action was him tearing through the Red Ribbon corporation structure at its mid sectional floors, destabilizing the structural integrity forcing it to lean, steel beams snapping due to the tensile pressure before alas the top half of the building came crashing down across the streets and buildings. The thunderous applaud of destruction echoed and roared as smoke scattered with death and despair through the streets as many innocent human's and beast like humans were crushed in their unexpected few seconds of life. Men, women, children; crushed between 40 tons to 1,000 tons of concrete, metal and glass. Severed limbs which were lucky enough to stick out once the smoke finally cleared became visible as this Valtraxian began tearing his way through buildings. His body like a wrecking ball tore through structural infrastructures and human's alike.

What felt like hours of terror was merely a few minutes of death, carnage, brutal efficiency and horrors of bodily mutilation. With the Valtraxian grabbing an innocent child by the nape of his neck, using him to slam into a smaller 10 story building splattering viscera and bio mass across the internal build before spinning around as he'd swiftly punch each cardinal corner of the buildings walls forcing it to collapse inwards with him floating as debris fell around him...

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[The Good Doctor]

"Jackpot!!!"



Mazu:
"No..."

What once was is now no more...

Centuries of founded history and reputation...

Reduced to rubble in moments...
Where once stood a proud symbol of his return to Earth, now lay in destruction and vicera, a crude and horrific tomb to those who dedicated their lives to the outward expansions of the Red Ribbon army, under the guise of the Neo Ribbon, to aid in the evolution of current society into that of a true Utopia...

Hundreds of workers and countless civilians visiting the foundation's main building now lay crushed and broken into their smallest viable portions.

The security mechanisms in place within the Neo-Ribbon Foundation grounds sent a constant data stream of the ongoing chaos to the cybernetic interface of the Good Doctor's Optical implants, allowing him to view a live recording of the grounds of Neo-Ribbon Corps as he traveled towards his old homeland from a universe that no longer exists. He picked this place for its nostalgia, different yet the same, and now it was being decimated before his very eyes. His ki began to bloom into a chaotic inferno of malice and distress with every step he took, jettisoning him further and further in his fury. His calculative mind breaking and shifting under the threat of his own history's destruction, his movement became almost primal as his body lowered and flew across the surfaces of West City's buildings before leaping into the air.

~WHOOOOOSH~

His body exploded with Ki as he propelled forth from West City, leaving the Tournament and those within behind as he watched through the flood of information as simulacroms sent their last recorded moments back to the G.I.G.A.S mainframe in hopes of being resurrected later through the Phoenix protocols. Closing his eyes and focusing upon these lost subjects and filing away their personal data, he couldn't help but feel enraged. The blood of his people theoretically on his hands, his lips pulled back into a menacing snarl as he increased his Ki output to amplify his own speed (Speed: 4000 x5 Aterian Gravity Control = 20,000 + 1000 Ki Output = 21,000 Speed- 2250 Ki reserves). With this increase, it would only be moments before he crossed the distance between West and North City...

However, he was still too late...

Images of death, carnage, and brutality filled his view as he subconsciously began to prioritize the damage being done to his foothold in these realms, filling him all the more with a burning conviction to end this devastation. His issue wasn't a question of speed; it was an issue of timing. With a tournament distracting the populace of the world from the invaders' incursions, none were prepared for the onslaught that they'd rain down upon the planet. And yet, he felt as if he could only push himself to his limits to meet this invader and show him the full wrath of the Red Ribbon. Bodies broken, his people screamed in horror, and despite being nothing more than his subordinates... As their leader, he was not there...

This would, logically, be his fault...

A failure upon the ledger of the Great Doctor...

This could not be allowed...

Breaching the perimeter of the mountains surrounding North City, a bright golden comet could be seen streaking across the skies of North City, reaching the grounds of Neo-Ribbon Foundation just before a horrid screeching and a loud ~BANG~ could be heard across the city, shaking the very streets of North city and breaking every fragile item, glass window, tubular highway or street lamp in the path of his descent from the mountains afar. His entrance dragged at the resistances of the very atmosphere, tearing apart its integrity, developing three compacted and distinct sonic booms that shatter apart fragile material and send tremors throughout the very airspaces and environments themselves. Citizens who had turned to watch as flames and clouds of debris appeared above Neo-Ribbon, turned to notice the sudden and concussive explosion and the following trail of explosion, never even noticing the sudden incoming projectile of a man aiming himself like a fierce missile toward the alien presence reading out at the centers of were the Neo-Ribbon main building once stood. As the tattered Banner of the Red ribbon fluttered by in the winds of chaos just outside the grounds of the compound, Mazu would snatch the remnant and symbol of his people from the air and drag it trailing behind him - a banner of hope to those within the surrounding buildings that have yet to respond and escape the travesty that arrived upon their doorsteps.

Scanning the building from the moment the Good Doctor entered the building, his target was made clear as some strange, powerless being somehow managed to crush concrete as if a softer limestone, and the creature's awkward aerial ascent through the wreckage and Ruins of Neo-Ribbon Corps had blocked his view of the brutal hell that would soon befall him. Despite the humanoid not currently radiating any form of Ki energy, his anatomy committing to such strange actions made his presence and sins obvious. His name, alliance, or even reasons no longer mattered. He would feel the vengeance of the Red ribbon upon this day, seeing as the moment Judas breached yet another level of the compound, destroying its cardinal constructual weak points; suddenly, Mazu would finally appear, crashing into the building at blinding speeds (21,000).

Mazu: "YOU SON OF A BIIIIIITCH!!!"

Using his Ki-reinforced shoulder to break through the remaining outer wall of the Neo-Ribbon Corps Main Building, Mazu's hands went to grip at the knots tying his Ki-restriction bandages to free them from his forearms. Releasing them as his ki-infused and reinforced body crashed through the building, the bandages fluttered behind him at high speeds, hidden within the rubble of the building, as Mazu came to what appeared at first to be an abrupt stop, skidding to a stop upon the floor of one of the middle levels just feet behind Judas' rising position. His legs slamming into the grounds and exerting Ki to both stablize his own bodily defenses and that of the structure of the grounds themselves, His body leaned backwards before righting, and finally yanking forward as he used his collective stopping speed (22,000) and force of his own strengths (3000) so that he might aim his Ki-restricting bandages forth into the path of Judas in a shape fitting to ensnare his entire frame. Pulling as fast and hard as he possibly could, these bandages, made of Ki-enhanced and chemically altered clothes, became restrictive razors able to both eviscerate and snare a target. Wrapping about the body of the invading target, aiming to envelop him at such blinding speeds that even the air about them seemed to explode and vibrate with concussive pressure upon initial contact. Judas wouldn't just find himself wrapped within the cloth... But constricted with such ferocity that the first layers of this being's skin and all practical muscle groups would pull back, tear, compress, and finally explode under the sudden and immense pressure.

Mazu: "HOW DARE YOU--"

Gripping the extended Ki-Restrictive bandaging still fitted to

his hands, Mazu would not be finished with this act of retribution. Stepping to allow his previous kinetic energy to continue forward, the moment the bandages wrapped their way around and compressed Judas' body to their confinements, the Anti-Life Physican would add another variable to this brutal equation. Swinging his body and twisting his core viciously, he would begin to rotate both himself and concurrently Judas into a fevered and deadly rotation, throwing his opponent's body into and through the surrounding environment, bashing and beating the man against stone, mortar, and steel beams in mid-flight. Releasing his rotation only on the twentieth swing, Mazu would slam his opponent into the grounds of Neo-Ribbon Corps with enough force that the very grounds below would explode in a cubic fallout that would result in a crater that would completely obliterate the ruins of Neo-Ribbon Corps. The aftermath of this explosive tirade of emotional brutality would not be ended with the death of one simple invader. Every last one would die at the hands of the Good Doctor. Recompense for their transgressions against the Ribbon.

If successful, Mazu would step from this ruinous crater, calm as a large plume of dust would mushroom into the lower atmosphere at the extent of this devastation. The invader, still contained with the Ki-restrictive bandages, was either completely pulverized or knocked unconscious as the Good Doctor dragged him only a few feet behind him. Within the Good Doctor's right hand, the Banner of the Red Ribbon remains, fluttering in tattered solidarity, clenched and quickly intwined with the bandages that trailed behind him.

His people's honor would be restored....

Mazu: "I... Will... KILL... YOU... ALL!!!"


Max Power Level
17,750
Stamina / Health:
1700 (100 per every 1000PL gained)
Strength / Atk:
3000
Durability / Defense:
3000
Agility / Speed:
4000 (x5 =20,000 Due to Aterian Durability)
Magic / Intelligence:
4500
Ki Reserves:
--- (base: 3250+, Infinite Ki processor: Ki replenishes automatically by 25% every three posts orders)
Ki (signature) Output:
17,750 (??? - 0: Android Physiology makes him impossible to sense)
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[YatoruSenpai]

Falling behind Mazu though Scalli did his best to follow, by the time the Android based human reached the halfway point when a sudden eruption of smoke, debris and scattering energy that couldn't be sensed; Finally catching up towards Mazu it was here that Scalli's eyes widen a fraction; baring witness to the destruction of the one city Aoi made sure it held some resemblance of their old time line. But to see it in such a ruined state, with Aoi standing in a crater dragging a strange armored individual who was unconscious his body battered and brutalized so vastly that one could see the purple bruising skin of broken bones. Utilizing his time skip, where time seemingly froze for 0.05 of a second before reappearing directly in front of Aoi. His blue eyes locked on Dr. Aoi, his hands concealed in his pockets as Scalli spoke with a calm, almost analytical tone,​

"I suspect you wish to bring death to who ever is invading and brought devastation to your beloved city... Pazu, allow me to take this dead weight back to the lab... That way you can fully unleash your wrath... But Allow me to remind you... I live here, do not destroy the planet my friend." ​

Scalli had offered to transport the invader to Ater, so that Aoi may be able to act effectively...
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[YatoruSenpai]

Far above in the Stratosphere, silver eyes staring down upon the vast destruction across the globes major cities, with the minimal damage done to west city and North city, the last Recon scout of the Khan's vanguard army. His long silver hair fluttering to the thin oxygen that still was enough to fill his lungs. Having watched as a man vanished taking his comrade to some unknown location, his face scrunching with irritation, his body shifted his fist aiming towards the Basis of North city, propelling himself downwards with an acceleration that terminal velocity that a membrane of heat fluttered around his body, forming a comet descending down towards the center of North city. Speed increasing to its utmost max of 8,333 a flash erupted upon impact that expanded in a spherical dome of pure kinetic force and heat, buildings this expanding dome of light passed were torn apart and reduced to debris scattering out like projectiles of destructive phenomenon. Buildings tearing apart from heated concrete and steel, citizens vaporized in an instant long before the expanding kinetic dome even reached them. The devastation reaching 600 kilometers before alas the dome faded leaving a crater; with the Valtraxian survivor of the scouting group, Anthos in a kneeling position with flames scathing off his armor. before dampening and dying. His white hair violently fluttering about with the heavy gusts of winds. His silver eyes slowly scanning about to see if he had gotten every living thing in North City.
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[The Good Doctor]

His untempered rage....

Boiling over...

Building into an inevitable and chaotic storm capable of toppling the entirity of Earth's ecosystems, infrastructures, and even orbital rotations...

Accumulating and biding itself with every passing second...

This anger was refined, crafted, and honed into a threatening needle-point aimed like a blade at the throat of an entire species. The atrocities committed upon the grounds of Neo Ribbon Foundation sent his mind spiraling and his blood coursing throughout his body at speeds that would cause his artificial majin epidermis' appearance to begin to seemingly and gradually begin to darken... He would find and kill every last one that lay across the entirity of existence, and he would not stop until he felt the bloodied ichor of their elders, women, and children dripping between his fingers into the crude analytic vats that would contain their biological histories until the very last lights of the cosmos flicked and faded, leaving only the darkness to remain...
And of course, those ruinous deviants who welcomed this darkness ...
With his every aggravated step from the pulverized crater of ruin where once stood the immortal Red Ribbon's foundational building, his devotion and resolution only grew and festered. His captive - beaten, battered, and unconscious - was but the first of many that would learn of the depths of his malice and the brutality held within the torturous personality that hid beneath the flowery title of "The Good Doctor" and his "Investigative Studies" ...
But first...

They would know despair...

They would all come to know his name...

These invaders would come to fear "The Good Doctor"...
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Scalli: "I suspect you wish to bring death to whoever is invading and brought devastation to your beloved city... Pazu, allow me to take this dead weight back to the lab... That way you can fully unleash your wrath... But allow me to remind you... I live here, do not destroy the planet my friend."​

The voice of an old ally, a distant friend, and one of the last remaining colleagues he carried over from his original universe, despite the bloodlust beginning to overwhelm his artificial anatomy, he would clearly take notice of the man whom suddenly appeared before him. Forming instantly from what appeared to be thin air, the Cybernetic optics of the Good Doctor noticed clear traces of temporal energies radiating out from the blackened jacket and basic attire that clad his dear comrade. His piercing blue eyes stared directly into the Mandarin Orange irises of Mazu's own, showing an unwavering disposition unwilling to back down even in the face of this rampaging typhoon that would seem to billow out from this place and out across the surface of this planet, weeding out every invading alien carrying the same genetic code as his current captive. The fellow android known as Scalli was what was commonly accepted as soothingly handsome, stoic even, yet...

Not even Scalli could bring calm to the beast that stood opposite to him...

Their appearance almost resembled the old lore of the souls of Yin and Yang. One calm and apparently unbothered, the other filled with hate and rage. Both assassins from a differing timeline, just on differing paths to the same objective. Death to the Omni...

Mazu: "Tch... For a man with the ability to manipulate time and space, how do you always find yourself late? Must be the Saiyan DNA within you acting up again... Move aside, Scalli..."


Reaching an arm up to the side of his dear friend, he would either motion towards or gently push to remove his ally from his path. Not even his relationship with Scalli would prevent the retribution he had in store for the alien invaders. The Good Doctor's eyes stared out towards a new target already, floating down from within the stratosphere and causing Mazu's own head to snap upward during his conversion slightly to continue tracking the trajectory of this invader as he attempted to gain speed while crashing back down towards North City and its inhabitants. If allowed to continue, the devastation unleashed would equate to hundreds of thousands, if not millions, of unsuspecting casualties - leaving the survivors with a new bloody tragedy to traumatize their collective history. Despite his normal villainous nature, this was not something that the Dark Emperor could stand for. He would not stand by and allow the legacy and birthplace of the Red Ribbon to be tarnished any further. He would not allow this invader to continue to destroy the home of his subordinates and the Multiversal Ribbon Army's public-facing home base. While his true laboratories lie deep within the Arctic, this was the social foundation of his stake upon Earth as both philanthropist and minor celebrity, and without it, he would be forced back into obscurity. It was the fame of this company that allowed his contributions to society, to build wealth and power, to grow into the star whom the juvenile public mistakenly thought of as a possible "Hero of the People"...

If only they knew the truth...

The biological horrors that were spawned within the Labs of Ater...

And it was now, in this very moment, that Judas would come to know of them...

Mazu: "...Open."

Using the same hand he'd use to motion or lightly press against Scalli to remove him from his path peacefully, Mazu would further extend that hand as if reaching up towards the sky above his opposing shoulder, before ripping his hand back down across and through the space before him until his hand rested back at his side - cleaving space and time itself through use of his own Magical and Ki based abilities applied to create a Vice shout... However... Despite being, in almost every way, a variation on the original Vice shout technique, there was something about this version that made it special and unique to the Anti-Life physician alone. As if melding his words with Ki and magic, it was the phrase itself that rended space, not his strength, but pure will itself. This was the beginning of a magic never before seen in any of the known or unknown universes, something special to this prime universe. A gift, or perhaps an eventual curse, this was an ability that was born within the realm and creation of the Omni. This, unknowingly, was the birth of this Majin android's very own "Word Magic (Speech-Craft)".

The "rift", or portal, created by Mazu's speech-craft appeared to at first cut into space itself and manifest a cracked spatial sliver between realms for the user to slip through and travel from one space to another -regardless of physical distance, interfering with magical barriers, or trespassing dimensional restrictions. However, as Mazu neared this "rift", this sliver would continue to grow to sustain itself, as the edges visibly cracked, shattered, and peeled back as if being sucked through and into the darkness that lay beyond. A pure blackness, a dark that seemed to absorb the light which fell through the growing rift, leaving nothing to be seen in the space beyond. Expanding from a diagonal slash of a gateway, the broken fragments of space would round themselves into a human-sized stabilized wormhole to a purely black planet within "The Universal Abyss" dubbed as "Ater Ankoku", orbiting a shaded obsidian star in the darkest spaces of the Southern Quadrant. Through this temporary gateway, the gravities and atmospheres of Ater would seep through, as dense Destron gas spilled out onto the grounds the Good Doctor approached, whilst the loose debris and ruins of Earth were yanked away by the high pressure caused by the atmospheric differences between the two worlds.

Mazu: "If you want passage to safehaven, follow this whelp... Otherwise, I can't guarantee this planet, and you know that... What does it matter anyway?"

Gripping tightly to the bandages hung from his forearms and dragged behind him as a capture tool of his latest opponent, Judas, he would quickly wrench his body again into a spinning rotation - sending the unconscious valtraxian into orbit behind him. Before the two could complete a full 180-degree turn, Mazu would finally bring his body to a full stop, standing fixed at the center only six feet from his portal's entrance. The bandages, used as both Ki-restrictive training devices and deadly flexible weapon/tool, would appear to begin to retract as the physician balled up their fabric within his clenched palms as he spun and violently released the broken body of his prey, forcing their anatomy into a brutal spin. Entering the vicinity of this portal, the unconscious body would fall prey to the gravity of the world waiting beyond, accelerating even further as he neared the gateway's edge before finally falling past its gapping maw and disappearing beyond its lips. Whether Mazu had sent the body into the dark expanses of Ater's interspace orbits or directly into a darkened room of his laboratory, none but Mazu and those upon the other side of this portal would know the truth. However, seeing as he'd just invited Scalli to follow his new trophy, it was obvious between the two that there was no threat lying upon the other side.

Mazu: "All of this will change once the Omni falls... Close."

The opportunity was short. The invitations' only stipulation being that of time, seeing as the new threat only loomed closer as this new invader broke the cloud-line and became even more visible to Mazu - atmospheric friction took hold and kinetic motion of elements caused combustion of the very air about him. While existing as a being without Ki, Judas' life-force was undeniable as the only being capable of such feats of speed and flight outside of those of the Red ribbon or other known fighters. Witnessing the intentions to further destroy his beloved city, Mazu's own frustration only bolstered. Born without Ki emissions or signatures, normally, this would make it that much harder for Mazu to distinguish and locate these new threats. However, with the genetics of Judas now registered within the G.I.G.A.S databanks, after the optical analyses of the Good Doctor during their brief exchange and the feedback given off by the nanomachines now permeating the invader's anatomy - studying and recording the chromosomes and amino acids that distinguish the valtraxians from human genetics - there was no place that one of these invaders could hide upon Earth that Mazu could not now locate. His internal systems going as far as outlining and shading the figure of this new threat with a deep red outline to further pinpoint his exact locations while Mazu's own cybernetics magnified and shifted to maintain the Majin Android's targeting. Snapping his fingers, only a mere two seconds from the moment the "Rift" had initially appeared, with this action, the spatial gate would suddenly appear to regenerate itself - shards of space flying back towards their origin point and reuniting themselves into a seamless and near-perfect pocket of atmosphere. Bending himself forward into a runner's stance, aligning himself with his targeting systems just as this new threat neared a quarter-mile from the tops of the highest skyscrapers still standing within North City - his vengeance was near. If Scalli had chosen to, in fact, not trust in Mazu due to his current state and remain here, present to the brutality that would soon take place, the Dark Emperor would not mind. His goal was simple. The eradiation of those whom threw the first stone...


~BOOOOOOOOM~

Like a round of military-grade artillery, Mazu body shot forth at blinding speeds, launching the majin android high into the air after only a few gaiting trots so that he might suddenly leap into the air and explode with an almost visible shell of artificial Ki so that he might take flight. The concussive shock of him reentering the aerospaces of North City sent tremors across the grounds of the destroyed Neo Ribbon Foundation, as the air shook and ruptured, again, leaving three distinct shockwaves before the following terrible audible sounds that followed. His strength grew with his passing victory over the previous invader; his body moved even faster than before (25,000 speed). Instead of transferring his Ki this time into a new technique, it was his Saiyan and artificial genes that gave him the strength to grow stronger with each conflict he faced. However, this was not the only way in which the Majin android could gain a sudden burst of growth and strength. There was another, a more primal method. One he found most suitable to dispose of the foe whom thought to wipe North City from the face of the Earth. His trajectory aimed directly within the flight path of the alien foe. Mazu's own cybernetics would observe this enemy and allow for the Physican to weave about buildings and disguise his stealthy approach. Nearing a path in which the two could only now meet if Mazu ventured upward, higher into the atmosphere above the cities, it was now that Mazu sadistic plot would begin to unfold, much like that of his very own anatomy.

Sailing upward, twisting and elongating his elastic physology into an almost needle-thin frame, Mazu's new form would sail upward to meet this opponent head-on. Stretching and contorting his body, flying at speeds that proved all the more deadly due to the lack of air resistance against his minimized surfaces - it was nearly impossible for those onlooking to identify or notice this weaponized form at first glance or without knowing what to search for. Getting closer, nearing dozens of meters, to just a few, to just feet from the invader's face - at the speed Mazu had been going, the sudden action of his body's expansion into a fluttering tarp-like shape would no doubt shock the creature as it would suddenly be enveloped. Though incredibly unlikely, the expansion of the Good Doctor's body would continue in each direction to cover a 12-foot expanse within fractions of a second. Slamming into the Majin Android's flexible body, the invader would find himself instantly surrounded by the entirity of this new material, before feeling it completely enclose about his body as Mazu constricted and contracted himself as if a thin cellophane wrapping invading every orifice and covering every limb. As the man's fingers aimed to reach forward and drag this fleshy material from his face, torso, or limbs, he would feel as his fingers would slowly begin to snap backwards, followed by his wrists compressing backwards into his forearms. Bending and snapping bone, the man's legs would succumb to the intense pressures of this technique as well, contorting them at first before crushing and grinding them upwards into the torso. A wordless and silent scream could be seen from behind Mazu's skin as the two fell, safely, between the skyscrapers that were first meant to receive the invader's brutal attack. As Mazu's own body reformed, legs taking shape in place of the invader's own, arms wrapping about his body as if to contain or add pressure to the one nestled within his bosom, the smile on his face told of the joy he felt in his cruelty.

Flipping himself backwards and into a steady 360 rotation, Mazu would ensure that his landing was simple and without further damage to this precious city. Allowing his feet to hit the ground first, he displaced the gravitational pull with a sudden burst of Ki, a single hand reaching down to touch the ground to steady his landing before bringing himself back into an upright standing position. In the center of the man's painted chest, the face and head of his captured foe still sat, wordlessly mouthing words of excruciating pain and unending sorrow into the void that was that Majin Android's flesh. Glancing downward as if only now noticing this new inhabitant to his body, a look of annoyance crossed Mazu's face before he lifted his right hand and forceful brought it crashing down upon his own chest - directly in the center of the invader's face, crushing the facial features into a pulverised mulch before the sickening popping of the invader's corpse could be audibly heard from outside of the Good Doctor's body. Minimizing, condensing, and now being utilized to restore and empower the one whom bound this invader in a new hellish eternal imprisonment - his torture was not at its end. Within the Majin android, this invader would in fact be replenished, only to be used as an unending fuel source and biodata repository. A White blood cell factory, meant only to boost the powers of his own murderer. Glancing over to the setting sun as his body adjusted to this new meal, Mazu's tirade was far from finished...

Mazu: "That's only two... There are more... There is still something, or someone, in West city... More blood for the--"


Max Power Level
18,750
Stamina / Health:
1700 (100 per every 1000PL gained)
Strength / Atk:
3000
Durability / Defense:
3000
Agility / Speed:
5000 (x5 =25,000 Due to Aterian Durability)
Magic / Intelligence:
4500
Ki Reserves:
--- (base: 3250+, Infinite Ki processor: Ki replenishes automatically by 25% every three posts orders)
Ki (signature) Output:
18,750 (??? - 0: Android Physiology makes him impossible to sense)
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