Planet Cereal

[Story]

Syzoth stood at the center of the ruined courtyard, the fractured stone beneath his feet still humming from the aftermath of his clash with Jean. Dust drifted lazily through the air, illuminated by the oppressive glow of his aura. When Lotren spoke, Syzoth simply stared as if weighing whether the words even deserved acknowledgment. Then, gradually, a low, amused chuckle rolled out of him. His eyes narrowed just slightly in entertainment. To him, Lotren’s boldness wasn’t threatening; it was amusing in the way a child’s bravado might be before a storm. When Bellra stepped forward, Syzoth’s attention shifted fully to her, his grin sharpening at the edges. He tilted his head ever so slightly, observing the faint afterglow surrounding her.
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Syzoth: “Oh? So one of you actually thinks.”​

The moment Bellra moved, Syzoth’s expression didn’t change. To an outside observer, it might have seemed like he reacted a fraction too late, his arm beginning to lift only as she closed the distance. But that delay was deliberate. He let her come in low, let her hand make contact, let her redirect his arm just enough to feel like she had successfully manipulated his movement. Her second attack followed next. The hit landed cleanly against his rib line; and for a split second, there was impact. A ripple of force spread across his body, the ground beneath them cracking faintly from the transfer of energy. Then everything stopped. Not because the strike failed to connect, but because it simply didn’t matter. Syzoth looked down at her, eyes half-lidded, as if mildly inconvenienced. The faint shimmer of her enhanced energy reflected across his chest, but his body hadn’t shifted even an inch.
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Syzoth: So this is your idea?​

he asked, almost conversationally, before his hand snapped downward with terrifying speed. Aiming for his fingers to clamp around her wrist mid-motion, completely halting her follow-up before it could even begin. The difference in power will have become immediately, brutally clear. Without pulling back or winding up, he would drive his knee forward into her midsection. The ground beneath Bellra will shatter outward as the force transferred through her, her body will have folded from the sheer weight of the blow. Yet even then, Syzoth didn’t release her. He then grabbed her neck with his other hand and lifted her off the ground by her neck With a sharp twist, he redirected her momentum entirely and went to slam her sideways into the fractured courtyard, the impact will have carved a deep trench through the stone and debris. Before the dust could even rise, he was already moving again, his larger frame crossing the distance instantly as he followed through with a powerful gut strike.



From within the building, Jean forced herself back to her feet. Her breathing was heavy, uneven, each inhale dragging against the strain of her battered body. Dust slid from her shoulders as she rose to one knee, her head lowered for just a moment before lifting again, eyes locking onto Syzoth. She had seen what he did to Bellra, and whatever hesitation once lingered was gone. Syzoth however wasn't really worried about it, but the corner of his mouth twitched, acknowledging her without looking.
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Syzoth: You’re still moving? Good. I was starting to think this would get boring again.​

Still, his attention didn’t fully leave Bellra, then he would launch her straight towards Jean if she didn't manage to get away. To Syzoth, this wasn’t two opponents regrouping. It was simply a longer fight.

Location: Kings Castle
Order: Zerith (When He's Available) → Lotren → Bellra → Story
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[CairoOnyx]

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Lotren was curious about what her idea was and at first he couldn't figure out what she meant but decided to plat close attention as his own energy began to accumulate around him body like a miniature tornado. His power began to rise steadily from his suppressed BP of 600 to around 1,200. The ground around him slowly broke apart and began to rise into the air as he charged his energy. Within a few moments, Lotren had completely changed his stance and grabbed a hold of his Time Cutter sword. The energy around his then proceeded to get more intense as his energy maxed itself out around 2,000. Though once he saw Bellra get caught he moved rapidly, reappearing just beside Syzoth with his sword already in motion to slice down on the extended arm that had Bellra caught in it's grasp with one hand.
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Lotren: Bellra! - Get your filthy damn hands off of her!​

Meanwhile, at the same time his other hand would be coming out of the air as if preparing to slam down on hop of the energy coated sword. However, just before contact, a second sword formed from the free hand of Lotren. This was meant to add more power to his attack overall in hope of severing the arm entirely from Syzoth.

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Location: Kings Castle
Order: Zerith (When He's Available) → Lotren → Bellra → Story​

 

[Yozu]

Bellra knew the difference the second his hand closed around her wrist. Not surprise, just confirmation. Her strike had been clean, the timing right, but it didn’t matter. The gap between them wasn’t something she could force through.

Then the knee hit. Her body folded instantly, the impact tearing through her core and knocking the air from her lungs. The ground cracked beneath her, but she didn’t cry out. Just a sharp, cut breath as everything tightened, too much weight and too much force.

When his grip shifted to her throat and lifted her, her body reacted for a moment before going still again. Not submission, adjustment. Her vision blurred at the edges, but her focus didn’t drift. She kept watching him, measuring, tracking. Then the slam came. Stone shattered as she was dragged through it, debris tearing around her. Before she could recover, the next hit landed, deeper this time, driving into her midsection again. Blood slipped past her lips, her body lagging behind her intent.

But her breathing didn’t break. She forced it steady, short inhales, controlled exhales. The pain didn’t scatter her thoughts, it narrowed them. Too durable to break head-on. Too stable to disrupt like that.

When he threw her, she didn’t fight it outright. She let the motion carry her just enough, twisting slightly mid-air to take the impact cleaner. It still slammed her into the ground hard, sending a jolt through her frame. She slid across broken stone before stopping, one hand pressing into the ground as blood dripped beneath her.

For a second, she stayed low. Then she pushed herself up. Slow, deliberate. One leg under her, then the other. Her posture lifted, not fully straight at first, but enough. One arm hung lower from the damage, but she didn’t test it. No wasted movement.

Her eyes never left him. Something shifted, not visible like an aura, but there. The air around her felt tighter, her stance adjusting by inches. Small changes. Cleaner ones.

She spat blood to the side. “…Tch...”

Her shoulders settled, her footing refined. She wasn’t trying to break through him anymore. She was figuring out how to deal with him.

Location: Kings Castle
Order: Zerith (When He's Available) → Lotren → Bellra → Story​

 

[Deleted member 4]

From within Lotrens ship, he awakened, beer cans stumbling around him, his head pounding as vibrations from some distant structure was reaching the ships location. His eyes stumbling open, a groan escaping his mouth as he rubbed his head the Human slowly stood up, stretching his body, with his arms stretching behind. ​

"Whats with all this racket.... Oh... OHHHHHH. So the fighting had already started, and lil ole monkey tailed man just let me sleep through it?! How dare he!" ​

He said amused and annoyed. His legs moving as he slowly exited the ship, utilizing Zero Sign, his presence became that which is invisible in both the view of sight and power sensing as his legs suddenly kicked off the ground of this alien world. Rapidly closing the distance on foot, the winds blowing past his face as the battle raged at some sorta castle, he only made it just after the after math of a royally mean combo being planted on some monkey tailed woman, and the monkey tailed Lotren swinging his sword out of anger. While invisible, Vane began whistling, the sound which seemed to come from every direction is a dislocated scenario. A melody of sorts as Vane slowly walked past this ugly looking alien mother fucker, his hand slightly grazing his outfit letting his ki effect siphon speed, strength and stamina from the ugly mother fucker. The siphon could be felt instantly, but by the time should the guy Syzoth try to swing, vane was no longer behind him leaving him swinging at thin Air.

Meanwhile Vane was closing the distance between himself and the heavily injured tailed woman, his Zero sign still active as his voice echoed through the castle from no direct location,​

"Man oh Man, To think you'd let this happen Lotren. I thought you said you'd become strong enough to defeat that michael jackson wanna be... What was his name... Tank? Good thing I made it here...."​

Clearly mocking Lotren as Vane's hand slowly pressed on the head of Bellra, where she could feel a strange sensation of something on her head then it suddenly began. Vane having quite a high Ki level and level of control, he began utilizing his ability Gift, Transferring his own ki into her which caused his Zero sign to end revealing the human, while simultaneously rapidly healing Bellra granting her, the Zenkai from her saiyan soul on top of a temporary boost in speed, strength, and stamina which Vane had stolen from Syzoth. ​

"Now that's better...." ​

He said a bead of sweat running down his cheek from a mild exhaustion from using his own ki, But as he said this his eyes never left Syzoth, instead he slowly extended his left arm out, invisible threads of ki firing out at high speed, latching to the arm which Lotren was striking at before. Rather than his natural snatch which targets a signature of an item or person, he was targetting the actual limb, which as the threads would latch on his hand twisted, and what was to come next was vile... Syzoths arm would twist violently, bones snapping at the forearm as Vane utilized his Physical Snatch. ​

"Hey Buddy... I think your arms broken..."​

Vane said with a toothy grin, his canines barely showing as he seemed more so satisfied for joining into the fight in his own grandeur way.

Location: Kings Castle
Order: Zerith (When He's Available) → Lotren → Bellra →Vane→ Story​

 

[Story]

A lot was happening within that span of time, as the male who was speaking to him previously finally went on the attack. The timing of his attack was almost good enough for what he had been trying to do, but he will have ultimately been a bit late to help her. As such, this gave Syzoth enough time to act after tossing the woman away. Using his other hand, Syzoth will have thrown a powerful punch right to the gut of Lotren with enough power to stun him and knock the wind from his breath. At the same time he'd be charging a energy blast in his other hand just unleash a large wave to engulf Lotren and send him crashing far away into a nearby boulder which ultimately gets destroyed which would leave the saiyan male on the ground should he be caught by the attack.



Though he did randomly feel the power he had slip for a moment, which made him question if he had accidentally put too much power into his attacks or if he was simply tired in general. He hadn't noticed the human until he was where the woman was; Something was indeed strange, just moments ago she looked to be out of the fight entirely, but now she seemed ready to fight once more. It had to be a bluff, but he couldn't tell since he wasn't able to sense her ki. This only confused him, but regardless there was no way she was going to be able to do anything in her condition; at least that was what he told himself.

The next moment is what really defined everything though which actually angered him. He felt his arm pretty much snap which sent a wave of excruciating pain through his entire body. At the same moment, Jean finally showed up with her own combination of attacks against him. A powerful blow to the face, a kick to the gut, followed by a grab to the very arm that had just been broken with energy generating to make it more painful than necessary; and finally another powerful punch to the gut. This didn't send him flying backwards but it definitely caused him to stagger backwards. But he was also pissed off now, using his hair to wrap around his broken arm and snap it back into place and tightening his hair around it like a cast. Next, a large accumulation of energy surrounded him; burning up and nearly setting fire to whatever was around. With one final scream, a large explosive wave went off within the entire area, growing to at least a radius of 80 feet, obliterating anything within it's range and dealing heavy damage to anyone hit by it. This explosion wasn't slow either, it was fast, extremely. Jean being right in front of him of course was the first to be swallowed up by the attack, as for Lotren, Bellra, and the newcomer Vane. That will be revealed once the explosion finally goes away.


Location: Kings Castle
Order: Zerith (When He's Available) → Lotren → Bellra →Vane → Story​

 

[CairoOnyx]

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The instant the blow landed, the air around them seemed to have warpers outward in a violent shockwave. For a fraction of a second, Lotren’s body didn’t even react; his muscles locked and his spine arched slightly behind the weight of the strike. His breath was ripped from his lungs in a hollow, strangled gasp that never fully escaped, his mouth snapping open as his eyes widened in pure, involuntary shock. A sharp, wet cough tore through him immediately after, dark blood spraying from his lips in a jagged burst that scattered across the cracked ground below. His hands instinctively moved to his abdomen, fingers trembling as they pressed against the epicenter of the pain, but there was no relief to be found. His face contorted violently, every feature tightening at once as the pain surged through him in waves. His brows knotted downward, trembling under the strain, while his eyes squeezed halfway shut, unable to fully close against the overwhelming sensation tearing through his body. His teeth clenched hard enough to creak, streaks of red slipping between them as another broken cough forced its way out. His shoulders hunched forward involuntarily, his entire frame folding around the impact point as if trying to protect itself from damage already done. Even his aura flickered erratically, stuttering like a failing flame, unable to stabilize under the shock to his system.

He tried to inhale, to recover, but each attempt came out shallow and uneven, his lungs refused to cooperate after having the air violently torn from them. Syzoth didn’t give him time to recover. As Lotren struggled to draw even a single full breath, a sudden, suffocating glow began to build directly in front of him. At point-blank range, there was no space to react, no distance to escape and only the growing, blinding intensity of a ki blast forming in Syzoth’s palm. The light illuminated Lotren’s face from below, casting sharp, unforgiving shadows across his already contorted expression. His eyes widened again, but this time not from pain, but from realization. His pupils shrank, reflecting the expanding sphere of energy as it swelled to full power within inches of his body. His lips parted slightly, as if to speak, but nothing came out until the blast officially erupted.



The explosion engulfed him instantly, a violent eruption of energy that swallowed his entire form in a roaring column of light. His body jerked violently within it, silhouette barely visible for a split second as the force overwhelmed him completely. His expression in that instant was frozen in something beyond pain; a mixture of shock, disbelief, and raw agony as the ki tore across him at point-blank range. His mouth opened in a scream, swallowed by the blast, his features stretched and distorted under the sheer intensity of the energy consuming him.

As the blast continued to roar, the ground beneath him gave way, collapsing inward under the sustained pressure, cracks spiderwebbing outward in every direction. The surrounding air trembled violently, heat and force distorting everything within range as debris was lifted and obliterated in the wake of the attack. Lotren’s aura, what little remained of it, flickering once then vanishing entirely beneath the overwhelming surge of Syzoth’s power. The energy didn’t just strike him, it consumed him entirelt, leaving no room for resistance, no space for recovery. When the blast finally dissipated, the battlefield was left scarred and smoldering, the air thick with heat and drifting ash. At the center of it all, where Lotren had stood, there was only the charred ground, and fractured stone of where the saiyan once was. However, in the distance he was layed out beneath a boulder with his body semingly smoking from the attack. His energy was still there, barely but definitely still alive; just severely wounded.​

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Location: Kings Castle
Order: Zerith (When He's Available) → Lotren → Bellra → Vane → Story​

 

[Yozu]

Bellra felt the shift before the explosion even went off. The air tightened, pressure building in a way that made it obvious what was coming. Her hand snapped out and caught Vane’s wrist as his energy settled into her, just enough to steady him for a second. “…Thanks.” No extra words said, but she appreciated the save.

Then she moved. The blast erupted and she pulled him(Vane) with her, cutting across it instead of trying to outrun it. It still caught them. Heat tore across her side, forcing her to turn into it just enough to keep it from hitting both of them clean. They cleared the worst of it in a quick burst, landing just outside the main radius.

She didn’t slow down. Her head turned immediately toward Lotren. His energy was faint, buried, but still there. That was all she needed. Bellra pushed off again, closing the distance fast. The boulder came into view and she didn’t hesitate, dropping her stance and driving her hand into the cracked stone before ripping upward. Not lifting it clean, just breaking it apart. The rock split, chunks tearing loose until there was enough space to see him underneath. Alive. Barely.

She dropped to a knee beside him, clearing the rest of the debris quickly. One arm slid under his shoulder as she pulled him up against her. “Stay alive.” That was it. The ground was still shifting, heat rolling through the area, but she didn’t wait. Bellra pushed off again, carrying him with her, adjusting her balance without breaking stride.

Another wave hit from behind. Her body jolted forward, a sharp grunt slipping out, but her grip didn’t loosen. She forced herself through it, using the momentum instead of fighting it. They cleared the worst of it just as the energy started to die down.

Bellra slid to a stop across the broken ground, lowering him carefully instead of dropping him. Quick glance. Still breathing. Good. She steadied her breath and stood. The energy Vane gave her had settled by now, not flaring, just there. Her stance adjusted slightly, tighter, more efficient, her tail going still behind her.

“…Don’t die."

She didn’t look at him when she said it. Her eyes were already back on the battlefield, once the dust had settled from the explosion, she was going to make her move.

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Location: Kings Castle
Order: Zerith (When He's Available) → Lotren → Bellra → Story​

 

[Deleted member 4]

As the Saiyan woman Bellra Pulled him away, shielding him from the blast, once the over all explosive force had ended, Vane and Bellra had approached Lotren, there Vane spoke with a slightly more amused tone,​

"Little Lady. Go handle the opponent for me. Buy me enough time. I'll treat Lotren here. As for you Lotren... You look like shit."​

He said as if dismissing Bellra to fight the opponent alone, though unaware to vane Bellra had gained a significant strength boost to one v one the opponent and hold her ground. As such Slowly kneeling beside Lotren, Vane placed his hand onto the tattered clothing of lotren's shirt, pressing his hand against his chest as he began utilizing Gift once more, pouring the rest of his high ki level into lotren Gift began mending and repairing the damage down to the saiyan. The charred flesh clearing up, broken bones reconstituting, bruises fading away. Still due to Vane's lack of Knowledge of Saiyan Biology he was unknowingly Giving Lotren the Zenkai of the opponents Power Level (10,000). And by doing so would ultimately allow both fighters to keep pace and deal significant damage to the opponent. One his treatment of Gift was DOne, Vane sat down completely winded as he spoke calmly,​

"Well I'm Tapped out. Ya'll gotta take it from here. Till I can regain some strength, and stamina. So don't go getting yourselves killed ya hear!."​

His voice almost melodic like as he sat prepared to watch the battle unfold, letting his body naturally regain its lost Ki and stamina.

Location: Kings Castle
Order: Zerith (When He's Available) → Lotren → Bellra → Vane → Story​

 

[Story]

By the time the smoke had cleared from his explosion technique, there was nothing left but a large empty crater and very little of what remained of the Cerealian Castle. Syzoth stood in the center of it all with a smirk on his face, feeling proud of the amount of destruction he had caused even though he was in pain. Though, there was something wrong. The energy signature of Jean seemed to be completely gone. Added Tank will have been rocketing towards the group out of nowhere heavily damaged along with Zorkon; But his energy was depleting, slow but it was still noticeable.
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Zorkon: The hell are you doing Syzoth. Stop wasting time on these idiots and get it over with. Don't make a habit out of doing things the hard way because if you accidentally destroy the planet... We're going to have a bigger problem on our hands and I rather not deal with that.​

With that said, Syzoth scoffed and the both of them floated into the air and began gathering Ki in their hands pointed directly towards the group.
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Syzoth: It was fun while it lasted, too bad I can't play around with you a little more.​

Zorkon: Nothing person, it's just business and you just so happened to be in the way of it.​

Finally, the two rain down a flurry of Ki blasts onto the group to vaporize them as a whole. Each ki blasts that hits the planet simply creates small craters and dust clouds until nothing is left but a large hole as if a large meteorite collided with the area.




Location: Kings Castle
Order: Zerith (When He's Available) → Lotren → Bellra → Vane → Story​

 

[CairoOnyx]

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Lotren was had been on the verge of death after taking the Ki blast to the face the way he did with the amount of power that was used, he hadn't even realized that Bellra was the one who saved him from being caught up in the blast. However, he heard a familiar voice speaking to both him and Bellra but he didn't have enough energy to respond in that moment. Shortly though, he felt the hand of Vane on his chest and healing him back up to normal, but he felt a new power within him, one that was much stronger than he had previously. He looked at his hands and constantly closed/opened his fists as the surge of energy lightly revealed itself. After which, he finally decided to step in front of Vane, but facing Zorkon and Syzoth as they were speaking.
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Lotren to Vane: You saved my life, human. I owe you. I'll put in a word for you to my father.​

Lotren gazed up at both Syzoth & Zorkon and as the two of them rained down their Ki, Lotren produced a strong and large Kiai which will block out and blow away their incoming attacks with his own Ki while it also forced the both of them back a bit, but staggering Syzoth the most. Just as their attack would end, Lotren wasted no time in his next move. He glided forward, using Rapid Movement to land a flurry of invisible blows on Syzoth specifically, and appearing behind him while he is stunned.



After which he'd turn to deliver two hard knees to the back of his head/neck, finishing the preceding rush with a backflipping kick.
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Lotren: You two won't be leaving here. And you especially... You hurt Bell, so you're going to die first.​

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Location: Kings Castle
Order: Zerith (When He's Available) → Lotren → Bellra → Vane → Story​