A Capitol of this vast planet it seems as it is a bustling city with people trying to make the best of this broken world. It is run by a council of strong fighters, to dissuade the other settlements from attacking.
Posted: Mon May 03, 2021 5:38 pm
Ronos His feet slowly touched down. The man's arms crossed as his gaze stared down the gate in lue of all the defenses staring back at him. The clouds in the skies opened while he stepped forward. The people of the planet able to see the next challenger step forward. Towards the grandhall. The steps he had echoed while his regal stance did not sway in the presence of what could be the greatest being on this side of the cosmos. He would step closer while his presence made a small gale before stopping midway. He tilted his body to the side while moving a hand from behind his back and tapping the earing that was clipped onto the middle of his left ear. As he tapped it, the vibration would shake the place a bit, and the sky would close all together. ". . ." Once it was receded Ronos lifts his hand and then places it gently on his chest. "It's been many passings. . . Since we've last met." He'd call out while his eyes showed an odd hue. "And it seems, like with the rest of our kind. . . You are bound to a singular point. . .Oh great King." His voice pulled a bit of sarcasm with the title he put upon the being before him.
卐On this lawless planet, there was only one king, one man that the detestable prisoners, ambitious martial artists, and innocent civilians regarded as ruling from the top. Having been raised on this planet and trained by its former king to follow his destiny this four-armed monster challenged warrior after warrior, surpassing all expectations set for him. After defeating his mentor, whom most believed would only lose his throne to time or the Gods above, this Champion chose to take the throne for himself. This was not to rule over the planet, but rather to have opportunity after opportunity to fight strong challengers. To some, it was the burden of a champion, but to this King named Chiron, he still saw himself as a Challenger. He had responsibilities, of course, none of which he cared for if they did not involve doing as he pleased. His being here was one such responsibility, it was a report on prisoner activities from the heads of this settlement. The benefit of this however was hearing of warriors with potential. This report would be interrupted however as a certain individual had touched down on the planet. He knew this arrival well, and already he felt for the most part irritated. Making his way past the leading warriors of this settlement, Chiron stood before Ronos, crossing all four of his arms. "Cut it with the a**-kissing, what do you want?"
Ronos His eyes didn't share a shred of way while staring towards the man himself. Ronos slowly turned his attention to his wrist while frowning. "It's no news that my Destroyer was weaker than what he struts. Though I am unable to defeat him in direct combat. . .Or what was taught to be true to me. I am by no means meager in the stage of mortality. Causing a great uproar in the past few thousand years." Ronos's aura would bleed the violet energy similar to the destroyers while his hand rose infront of his face, the aura reflected his own expression as he sought a slow decrease in pressure while looking to the man infront of him. "And while you may not be. . .Hehe. On my level. You are surely above being here, under the rule of a literal child with no sense of what true battle is." He'd call out while moving his feet to the side. "I'm not here to grovel, nor am I here to, as Miss Burberry said, Beat around the bush." He'd put a hand to his chest while frowning. "I am assembling a team, of the unappreciated warriors of the gods. . .To battle against those who deem us unworthy. . .Or too dangerous." He'd say while putting a hand on his chest. "I've gotten many mortals to rise with me, and many have potential. . .Though in this also I have prepared to ask several other apprentices who have yet to, or were overlooked by their Destroyer." Ronos would offer as the wind would blow through the hall. ". . .And with my vision, I've seen victory."
卐Chiron listened along to Ronos' words, not seeming impressed nor inspired, only annoyed still. He particularly seemed annoyed at his comment on the Asura's level, but he listened still. His offer to some sort of alliance to bring down the Gods, which he huffed at in annoyance. All this talk of battling the Gods and being seen as "worthy" just racked up Chiron's excuses for being annoyed. When he finished speaking, the Asura huffed again, simply staring down the four-limbed warrior. Chiron could admit there was a difference in their power, but he sure as hell wasn’t going to give him the satisfaction of it. When he was done speaking, Chiron clicked his tongue. “So what, want to stir up trouble? For what? Recognition? Sounds more like a you issue…” He was certainly unimpressed by his attempts at recruitment. He cared not for what the Gods thought of him, if Ronos has issues with their opinions then it was on him to change that. The fact he was asking for help in this regard just added more and more annoyance for Chiron.
Ronos His mouth let out a soft sigh while his glow slowly diminished and his hands would go to his hips. The disinterest in his struggles made the young god scoff while he stood before his counterpart. "Well. If that is truly how you feel, then I shouldn't have bothered coming here. I can't find your more. . .disheartened friend. And your puny friend from across the universe seems preoccupied in the mind." He'd complain while pacing and turning back to the four armed behemoth of a being. "Then to not waste my time completely. Allow me to bestow upon you my greatest ability. " He'd say while his eyes glew. His gaze was fermented blue while he blinked softly and held a hand forward showing a silhouette of the warrior with his arms crossed and a golden aura. "A Golden warrior who has made his mark on the galaxy will come and face you. . .Becoming one of the corner stones of your memories when it comes to battle." He'd say while the golden aura and the man would clash. The Yellow Aura would crack slowly seeping crimson while they went back and forth and a man burst from the shell of golden becoming a blinding light. "The Golden warrior will arrive here within the coming days. . .And you . . .Are not prepared."
卐The Ashura listened to his complaints, neither caring for him coming to this world for nothing, nor that he couldn't find his "friends." What they did and what Ronos wanted to do was of no concern to him. So long as he was free to do as he pleased, nothing of what these people did matter to the four-armed king of this planet of prisoners and martial artists. Just as the Ashura was going to turn Ronos away, he began to spout off one of his prophecies. For a brief moment, Chiron's annoyance had been given more fuel but as he listened interest quickly began to drown out his feelings of hostility. The annoying male quickly began to bring excitement out of the Ashura, the four-armed man cracking his four-set of knuckles. "Should've opened with that, dumbass" With that, the Ashura turned on his heel and started making his way back into the building he strolled out of. His interests or lack thereof in Ronos quickly started to fade at this prospect of a new challenge. He was telling this city's council of leading martial artists to prepare themselves for training with him. If he was not prepared for this challenge, he would fix that.
Ronos Ronos's would scoff seeing his interest in the Golden one take presidence over his plan. Though who could help the brutish man as he closed his eyes and let his aura fade and his eyes returned to their normal colors. "First Dor'on, and now you. . . I wonder if this Golden One is as special as my visions say. . .Or as Miss Bur thinks he is." He'd say while turning his back to the Ashura. "Do what you may. When he arrives, underestimating him will cost you everything." He'd say while stepping forward. "I hope that Godly presence you have doesn't wane while you've been a glutton for these prisoners." He'd call to him as Ronos lifted his hand to reveal a cracked ring and a darken ring. The ring of Space and Time. "I've got some other plans. . ." He'd feel his body begin to rise as particles and his eyes looked back with an devious look. "Your last hope of joining me will be when I announce my plan to the gods. . .I feel as though you will have changed your mind by then. . .If you're alive." He'd call before his body became vapor in the wind. -exit-
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