Dragonball M, Chapter 5: Clarion’s Call! The Signal! The Fate of the Universes!

[Cleric of Hell’s Brigade]

Silence reigned for about ten seconds before the fortress above them shook. Koorimaru's energy was at the fore.

Sarada placed Cado in a capsule for safe keeping, then looked up and smiled. "Sounds like the party is already in full-swing. We done here?"

Parsley helped Avoca out of the wall. "Go on without me. I'll catch up." With that said and without waiting for an answer, she began to examine the ritual room. If that was where Cancer's victims were either turned or offered as sacrifices, then there had to be some sort of special properties about the room. If there were, she intended on finding them. She searched the walls, the ceiling, the floor, and what was left of the ritual table.

Observational Focus

Sarada nodded. "See you soon. Let's go." She took off up the stairs, with Avoca not far behind. As she flew, Sarada spread her senses as far as she could to find Cancer.

The room is so destroyed that a yingering traces are too small.

Now, presuming Koorimaru’s actually said anything you would possibly know there are two more intact Fortresses still, each with their own ritual room.

Sarada, you sense Cancer everywhere.

[Cleric of Hell’s Brigade]

( Okay, that was way harder than I thought. Hmm, there appears to be a human inside. I think I might need help with the bars of the rest of these cells, so I'm going to try to wake him up,) Praxat thought.

Praxat walks up to the unconscious human male. Puts her face close to his and then smacks him across the face." Wake up!" Praxat said.

The human appears to have been drugged as well. He will take time to awaken.

Just then the room you are in shudders as an explosion rips through the upper parts of the fortress.

[KingofPie]

Her eyes narrow.

“Oh, more clever than I thought. That……almost…broke the faith of the game. Clever clever……..”

She looks him up and down and a predatory smile lites her face.

“Wouldn’t you like to just show me from there?”

"The writing is too small, even for you. Is me raising it up for you to see a good compromise?"

[grampagen]

Faintly, then stronger still the flickers of Guardians across the universe (especially those returned) touch upon his presence.

‘Yes.’

Meagan, briefly touching against him, assures they are coming. They are coming, and Sakin will see not one more Guardian dead.

Establishing the vectors of the meditation field of Muhen Sekai Keihatsu, Ochazuke extended his sense sublime. There was a roar of living presences at first, and though perhaps a fraction of the masses of energy gathered here in this core world of gods, the resolves of mortals remained ever defiant, and with their hopes rekindled, he could feel their resolve.

It will take time to gather it...*

For now, however, their immediate circumstances put them perilously close to combat. As he gathered the Heka, he felt his perception sharpen as he shed his ego to reach a state of oneness with the Universe.

Though he missed the Binder's sudden emergence, the energies of the godly sphere he had by now committed to memory, as would her presence, which he'd traced through the Rings that bound the Ulthan so long ago.

Within a moment of Satori, the truth would soon be laid bare as he surveyed the Binder's handiwork and the source her spell was drawn from.**

OOC: * Some 100 worlds, if I recall correctly, were just restored. About how many living wills would that add to the Heka Flow, especially in light of them having been on the receiving end of a sort of miracle?
** Whose blood is that?

[Monstrous Bird of Qin, Ou Ki]

One of the other fortresses (not the one the others infiltrated) suddenly booms open as dozens and dozens of robbed figures and vampire Arcosians fly out to meet Totoma and Held. In the darkness they are hard to see, but you can certainly sense them.

Before his bri--offer could be accepted, Totoma sensed a metric crapton of... not nice dudes appear and begin to converge on their position. Oh, that... that was not good. With his techniques being stolen (or whatver) one by one, as well as his power-ups, he really wasn't in any condition to fight this sort of battle. He sighed... alright, fine...

Focusing, Totoma tried to get a read for just how many enemies there were. If he were at full power or even 'just' Super Saiyan 3, he'd feel confident in just rushing in and winging it, but right now, with only the basic Super Saiyan form? Nah, he'd actually have to use his brain for this.

...

Okay, maybe he should lead the braining to held or something.

[bruceleegreyhulk]

The human appears to have been drugged as well. He will take time to awaken.

Just then the room you are in shudders as an explosion rips through the upper parts of the fortress.

( This looks bad. I have to get all these people out of here fast,) Praxat thought. Praxat grabs the human male with her tongue and hops out of the cell with him.

Praxat then focuses her Bio-Electromagnokinesis on manipulating the bars of the rest of the cells. ( It was taxing enough doing this to one set of bars on one cell, but now I have to do it to bars on the rest of these cells,) Praxat thought.

[Cleric of Hell’s Brigade]

Establishing the vectors of the meditation field of Muhen Sekai Keihatsu, Ochazuke extended his sense sublime. There was a roar of living presences at first, and though perhaps a fraction of the masses of energy gathered here in this core world of gods, the resolves of mortals remained ever defiant, and with their hopes rekindled, he could feel their resolve.

It will take time to gather it...*

For now, however, their immediate circumstances put them perilously close to combat. As he gathered the Heka, he felt his perception sharpen as he shed his ego to reach a state of oneness with the Universe.

Though he missed the Binder's sudden emergence, the energies of the godly sphere he had by now committed to memory, as would her presence, which he'd traced through the Rings that bound the Ulthan so long ago.

Within a moment of Satori, the truth would soon be laid bare as he surveyed the Binder's handiwork and the source her spell was drawn from.**

OOC: * Some 100 worlds, if I recall correctly, were just restored. About how many living wills would that add to the Heka Flow, especially in light of them having been on the receiving end of a sort of miracle?
** Whose blood is that?

About 22 billion living wills.

The blood is her own. Thus, she can renew it whenever she desires.

[Cleric of Hell’s Brigade]

"The writing is too small, even for you. Is me raising it up for you to see a good compromise?"

“Not at all, but don’t you think tossing it to me will suffice?”

[Cleric of Hell’s Brigade]

( This looks bad. I have to get all these people out of here fast,) Praxat thought. Praxat grabs the human male with her tongue and hops out of the cell with him.

Praxat then focuses her Bio-Electromagnokinesis on manipulating the bars of the rest of the cells. ( It was taxing enough doing this to one set of bars, but now I have to do it to bars on the rest of these cells,) Praxat thought.

One by one, slowly, carefully, after the first few you find a good method and pace and start working them open. By the end of it, you’ll get all two dozen out but you’ll be exhausted.

[Cleric of Hell’s Brigade]

Before his bri--offer could be accepted, Totoma sensed a metric crapton of... not nice dudes appear and begin to converge on their position. Oh, that... that was not good. With his techniques being stolen (or whatver) one by one, as well as his power-ups, he really wasn't in any condition to fight this sort of battle. He sighed... alright, fine...

Focusing, Totoma tried to get a read for just how many enemies there were. If he were at full power or even 'just' Super Saiyan 3, he'd feel confident in just rushing in and winging it, but right now, with only the basic Super Saiyan form? Nah, he'd actually have to use his brain for this.

...

Okay, maybe he should lead the braining to held or something.

There are about 100 of them.

[Sub-Zero MKA]

The room is so destroyed that a yingering traces are too small.

Now, presuming Koorimaru’s actually said anything you would possibly know there are two more intact Fortresses still, each with their own ritual room.

Sarada, you sense Cancer everywhere.

Nothing. Everything was destroyed, so Parsley could glean nothing from her observations. However, she knew from the Icer that there were two more fortresses aside from the remains of the one she was standing in. Meaning there were two more ritual rooms for her to examine. With that in mind, she turned to the drone that had been lingering in the ritual room the entire time. "I'm going to check out one of the other ritual rooms. If there's a weakness for the vampire goddess, I'll report back."

She flew out of the ritual room and quickly made her way out of the fortress. "What in the...," she muttered. The fleshy and blood-ridden moon was somehow... surrounded by a golden ring. No, not a ring. A... hoop?

Lantro.

Thanks to him, she learned far more whatever the hell "basketball" was than she would ever have any practical use for. However, his ridiculous abilities had their uses. The light from the hoop illuminated the moon, showering the landscape in a majestic golden glow. With illumination came shadows. She grinned and gathered the shadows for future spells, then extended her hand toward the second fortress. "God Bomb." A bright teal sphere of God Ki formed in her hand and was immediately fired on the fortress.

[Cthulhu_of_R'lyeh]

Ruination Ishtar simply absorbs the Hakai and converts it to Ruination all the while staring at her.

“You.”

Orange energy rolls off her as she powers up.

“I was promised Revenge and my kingdom back. I was promised Ishtar, than Inanna. But you…….you are something new.”

She smiles bitterly.

“Is this it than? What was denied to me? Our final form? Our final freedom?”

There is no sign of Remnant so far.

"No... this is the result of a comedy of cosmic errors spanning one-hundred thousand years." Efrideet replied.

Not bothering to wait for her opponent to power up, several runes illuminated the backdrop of stars as several shards of ice coalesced and shot toward Ruination Ishtar. "If it is of any consolation, you and Inanna both were never meant to be."

[KingofPie]

“Not at all, but don’t you think tossing it to me will suffice?”

"I can't toss anything in space, it'd just drift away," Durive answered with a shrug. "Surely there must be some solution to this?'

[grampagen]

About 22 billion living wills.

The blood is her own. Thus, she can renew it whenever she desires.

To sense their presence on the spiritual level, each individual, sapient will passed over and through him.

In time, they will reach us to know the way.

Where he reached out and felt in the space before him, a battle of gods raged outside.

The Binder means to make us victim or spectator. Cheh.

In the interplay of the residual energies, he felt her presence, brushed in a figment upon the Gotengo and the EDF escort vessel where Kenshiko and Pantaloon joined them. The blood was her own, and traces of her unique presence caused this interference.

Invoking Satori, he would have to undo this subtle matter by attacking the very matter of the sublime.

“Not at all, but don’t you think tossing it to me will suffice?”

"I can't toss anything in space, it'd just drift away," Durive answered with a shrug. "Surely there must be some solution to this?'

It began as a faint itch at first, then perhaps a feeling of panic and urgency.

Then, a burning need to speak with all haste, as if the opportunity to craft a proper query would pass.

Targeting Lady Binder's very spiritual presence, Ochazuke sought to immolate her influence by binding the spectral flame of Karura no Kaen upon her very soul.

He himself had no words, nor the desire to participate in her paltry game, and yet she claimed their vessels for her own; eventually, only the truth would remain, and the rest, he left to Durive...

[grampagen]

The first fortress vanishes under the Death Ball, lit up as it is by Lantro’s net and its own glow. The only two areas left are the ritual room and the basement dungeons, both far under the ground.

Nothing. Everything was destroyed, so Parsley could glean nothing from her observations. However, she knew from the Icer that there were two more fortresses aside from the remains of the one she was standing in. Meaning there were two more ritual rooms for her to examine. With that in mind, she turned to the drone that had been lingering in the ritual room the entire time. "I'm going to check out one of the other ritual rooms. If there's a weakness for the vampire goddess, I'll report back."

She flew out of the ritual room and quickly made her way out of the fortress. "What in the...," she muttered. The fleshy and blood-ridden moon was somehow... surrounded by a golden ring. No, not a ring. A... hoop?

Lantro.

Thanks to him, she learned far more whatever the hell "basketball" was than she would ever have any practical use for. However, his ridiculous abilities had their uses. The light from the hoop illuminated the moon, showering the landscape in a majestic golden glow. With illumination came shadows. She grinned and gathered the shadows for future spells, then extended her hand toward the second fortress. "God Bomb." A bright teal sphere of God Ki formed in her hand and was immediately fired on the fortress.

"Really...by my count, that's only two of your Saiyalings rescued," the disembodied voice cackled back, "Suppose that will have to do. My, whatever shall you tell Totoma, that his lower-born children required the same royal disposition as his brother-"

The light and force of the God Bomb exploding the second of the three fortresses elicit only laughter from Koorimaru once he beheld it.

"No, I suppose it matters not. Perhaps you've finally decided to do what is necessary."

Regardless, Koorimaru pressed on, flying in formation with the other five drones, tracing the path down to the sequestered basement and surveying its makeup.

Yes...I remember taking this path once before...retrace the steps...