[POWER TRIP]
-The User becomes a beacon for their own energy. In the event their energy is wasted, stolen, or used against them, they can use any energy left over to connect with that energy and recover it all back to their source. Exclusive to the Morningstar family. [HEAVEN GLOVES]
-The User's hands glow with their energy. The energy is amplified with electromagnetic particles that react with the nervous system of whatever the energy touches. While the energy at first burns and numbs the victim, it is made up for with a warm and welcoming feeling that induces a feeling of ecstasy to the brain, stimulating endorphins and making the foe addicted to the effect of the energy. They will usually want more and more and be less inclined to evade strikes, allowing more physical damage to occur and damage from the gloves themselves. Exclusive to the Morningstar family. [ABSOLUTE AURA]
-The User's quintessential manipulation of their own ki goes to new measures as even the aura around them is used as a weapon and blanket of protection. Seemingly moving on it's own, one's aura can both attack an opponent and also condense and act defensively to protect the user from oncoming assaults. [STATIC CLOUD]
-The User's energy expands to wide ranges yet breaks down to microscopic levels. The energy spreads around, creating a large mist-like effect, more so a cloud, and conceals the user. While it is able to travel within the cloud, victims soon find themselves unable to see anything beyond a foot away from them and the electrons and protons in the energy slowly but surely begin to paralyze the foe as time passes. Occasionally, small bolts of electricity (like seen on most SS2 warriors) will strike the foe to zap them. [CORONA DRAGON]
-The User's aura comes into play as an energy-based weapon. The tip of their flaring aura begins to form into the head and neck of a dragon of energy. As long as control of their energy is in tact, the user can send their dragon to their opponent to completely obliterate them. The aura can be altered to do other things the user is capable of. Must have Absolute Aura mastered. Exclusive to the Morningstar family. [STARFALL]
-The User sends a star-like ball into the sky, only to have it expand in size as it gains altitude due to gathering energy within itself and from space. At the peak of it's climb, it implodes and shrinks all the way back down, releasing all the gathered energy from it's size increase in a rain of piercing beams from the sky. [RISING RAPTURE]
-The User places their hand(s) on the terrain below them, sending a kiai pulse into the ground, but leaving the actual ground unharmed. The kiai evolves into manifested ki within the ground and rises upwards in a beam like fashion wherever the user sees fit, namely under an unsuspecting opponent. This can be altered into multiple beams either all at once or even in a sequence. [TACHYON CONSTELLATION]
-The User manipulates their energy into manifesting multiple various sized orbs of energy to surround them. Users who have completely mastered their ki can control where the orbs of energy go when released as well as how many at a time go. This attack can also be altered in a homing version. [AETHER BLESSING]
-The User uses their own energy to bond with the energy of another willing participant. The energy can be used to either replenish the lost energy of another, gain access to exclusive abilities, or even rejuvenate health if the two parties already share the same energy. [BANG BOOMERANG]
-The User concentrates their energy around their entire arm (or both arms for the Double Boomerang). Then the user sets their arm at a 107 degree bend for the energy to for keep form. Once the energy has settled in that form, the user slings their arm forth, releasing the boomerang shaped energy at their intended target with the result of slicing and exploding mid-contact. If missed, the trajectory of the throw will determine if the boomerang returns or not. [X-SLASH]
-The User crosses their forearms over their chest in an X formation. Energy begins to form atop their forearms, combining with itself to also form an X. The attack starts off defensive, shielding the foe from oncoming attacks and cutting anything that comes to it, including energy; but when released it becomes offensive and slices the foe into four pieces as well as anything in it's path, similar to the Destructo-Disc. This attack can be altered in a homing version and a repetitive version that requires longer charge and build up. [KINETIC INTERSTELLA]
-The User uses their energy to transport them from point a to point b, and even to further points if more energy markers are placed, by means of a path made by their energy. This is used so that the user does not have to waste any stamina in order to move at high speeds. This can be effective in battle for getting all over your opponent nearly instantly. [METEORAIN]
-The User uses their fluctuating energy to reach out into space. The energy is altered metaphysically to serve as a magnetic conductor to nearby stray asteroids and/or meteorites. Once drawn close enough, the meteorites/asteroids are engulfed in the energy and dropped downward unto the planet. Exclusive to the Morningstar family. [MORNINGSTAR]
-The User sends a small sparkle of energy, no bigger than a dime, out to the opponent. This small beacon of light fades out into microscopic levels, and even seeming to no longer be there. The energy, unbeknownst to the foe, is still traveling to the intended target. Upon destination, the energy bursts into a magnificent star-like orb of energy with a size variant depending on the target and damages the opponent with surges of plasmatic and solar energy, in a nuclear fusion comparable to being struck by a small sun. Exclusive to the Morningstar family.
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As a writer, it is often tedious to constantly go over different things involving characters. Especially re-imaginings, revamps, and other things. However, such is expected for a universal character; none of the prior bothered this writer, but what he did find to be much a chore was going to different universes to rebuild reputations of glory he held for his character in either other websites or, in this case, other universes. Yet the writer digresses. Type, type, type away.
You know the legacy.
Who I'd like to meet:
-UNDEFEATED- Since '06.
-The Eclipse Child-
The Saiyan-Tuffle war was finally over, circa Age 730. The full moon raised and the Saiyans gained their advantage in a single night and ended the entire war with eradication of the Tuffle Race. When the Sun rose, for some odd and unexplained reason, the moon remained still. For those brief odd hours, it didn't rotate...
It was very rare that a Saiyan with a black tail was born into a family. It was even more rare that one was born under these circumstances... An unnamed Saiyan Elite and his mate gave birth to a strong baby boy, one who's power level wasn't very impressive but had the cry of a hardened warrior. The circumstances of his birth were very shaky, however, considering he shouldn't have even been alive. It's no surprise of the connection between the Moon and Saiyans; They become their true forms, Oozarus, if they look at the full moon. In order for the transformation to take place, the Saiyan needs to have a tail, as the glands responsible for initiating the transformation are located exclusively there. The Saiyan also needs to absorb at least 17 million zeno units of Blutz Waves through the eyes to initiate the transformation. Blutz Waves are found only in sunlight reflected by a moon. If there is no moon, a planetary body will reflect the same amount of rays. The easiest way to achieve this is to gaze at the full moon, making Saiyans similar to werewolves in this aspect. If any clouds covered the moon and/or a planetary body, it would block certain amounts of the radiation. However, if it were the moon itself blocking the light, in the event of an Eclipse, the effects would alter. At that point no light could be reflected off of the moon to generate the waves because the moon itself is blocking the light. Instead, the blutz waves are altered and in most cases, the Saiyan is unaffected, but in the effect of a newborn, the raw energy of altered blutz waves directly from the sun's rays around the blocking moon can be dangerous. The newborn child had no established immune system, meaning the altered energy was the first to touch his body. The energy bonded well with it's body, but soon began to harm the child who was not strong enough to overcome it's powerful pulses. Ironically enough, an alternate timeline in the future took place when another proud Saiyan warrior destroyed the final Shadow Dragon once and for all with the Spirit Bomb. That warrior's name was Son Goku. The Destroyed Dragon was obliterated beyond repair but with his last curses, he went back in time to find the right body to take over and feed off of until ready to strike again. The body chosen? The dying Saiyan who was sure not to even live through his own birth. The evil entity of Syn Shenron possessed the child, only dwelling within for now but giving enough power for the baby to power through the Eclipse. With this slight surge of power, the baby lived at the cost of his mother's life who could not withstand the sheer force her son exerted to survive... The father was both proud and mortified. King Vegeta was instantly informed by one of his elite spies.
-Moon Dweller-
After hearing of this phenomena, King Vegeta demanded to see this newborn child and the surviving father at once. Needless to say the father willingly brought his child to his king without contested questioning. King Vegeta saw promise in this child, and ordered him to be trained by the Elites at the time of his first steps, for he would soon serve as a weapon for the Saiyan Empire, and as a personal assistant for Prince Vegeta, who was expected to be born within the month. Until that time, the newborn was named Parz (Pun on Parsnip), but later known as the blessing in disguise and given the nickname Mircea, meaning "Peaceful Glory", because he was sure to end all wars the Saiyans had with a glorious victory that would provide peace for his people. In his later adult years, Mircea wouldn't just be a desired named given by his father, but later his official name. As the years went by, the young black tailed fought and trained vigorously, constantly striving to be the best. He trained with the young Prince Vegeta under the supervision of Nappa, proving to be even a match for him, let alone the Prince. The next morning the Saiyans went to battle at a distant planet, ruling it in just a night. They all transformed into their great ape forms, but it seemed the Black Tailed Saiyans were harder to control, even acting ravenous towards the brown tailed Saiyans and attacking them. Some of which were even killed. King Vegeta began to worry about this, raising suspicion of another Saiyan overthrowing him, so he sentenced all Black Tailed Saiyans to exile on the moon, including Mircea who would be still called in for missions, but become a resident of Planet Vegeta's moon, so that way he, nor any other Black Tailed Saiyan could transform and destroy the castle. For a full year Mircea lived in the slums of the moon, finding it hard to live in the harsh and cold environment. The following year, Broly was born and King Vegeta's suspicions got the best of him and he immediately ordered for the death of Broly and Paragus. At the time of Broly's summoning to the throne room, Mircea was forced to sit and watch the murder of the infant, as King Vegeta used Broly's death as an example to all who would ever oppose him or even pose a threat. That same day Frieza came to destroy planet Vegeta The ship of tyranny dawned over the horizon. Lord Frieza made his arrival to the planet as the citizens watched in surprise. His arrival not only was unannounced and unexpected, but it was very abrupt and seemingly eerie. The moon dwelling black tailed Saiyans watched from their new home. It had seemed that Frieza was unaware of the exile they had been placed under, or seemingly didn't care at all. Almost immediately, King Vegeta's pod, along with few others came to greet Frieza's party. To everyone who noticed, it was just another meeting. However, it was a planned attack by King Vegeta and his elites. One of the Black tailed saiyans used a bootleg scouter to watch and figure out what was going on. It was he who narrated the events coming to play. Once he had stated the power levels of the king and some of his men rising, everyone had known a fight had broken out. The short lived fight came to an end however. Frieza's power level was picked up and the King's dropped to 0. Seconds before it was announced, Mircea felt the drop in the power, and he had a bad feeling in his heart. Once the saiyan with the scouter announced it, Mircea began to realize he could sense energy. Before long, a small figure could be made out flying towards Frieza's ship at incredible speeds. Mircea, along with the rest of his kind watched in amazement. Soldiers by the hundreds, no, the thousands started to pour from the ship in an effort to stop the oncoming warrior. Alas, it was to no avail. They all watched him charge forth, and even though they did not like their fallen king, the blacktailed saiyans rooted and cheered for this courageous warrior whow as identified as a low class warrior: Bardock. The pride of their heritage showed as they all cheered him on, up until Frieza himself emerged. The final showdown had started. Within seconds, Frieza sent planet Vegeta's invitation to it's demise, with no one noticing but the heart dropped race that was to be exterminated. In a scramble everyone rushed to their pods but more than 90% of the population would not make it. The Black taileds scrambled to pods they managed to keep and some escaped, but others could not. The young Mircea fought and killed one of his own to acquire a pod, only to be stopped dead in his tracks by a piercing beam through his chest, dropping him nearly dead. Everything got cold, but a voice spoke to him. "Get up... I need this body strong." The burning light of Frieza's devastating attack shone like the bright sun, coming for the planet at it's own leisurely pace. The magnitude of it's power was enough to cause the small stones lying around to levitate as well as Mircea's lifeless body. "Get up!" The voice yelled once more. The blast came in contact with the planet, destroying the crust in a singing burn with ease. The planet began to fall apart as the ruptured core reacted to the blast and the entire planet became engulfed in an explosion, coming right for the moon. "I SAID GET UP!" Mircea's head shot straight forward, uncontrolled by himself. With his eyes rolled into the back of his head, he still managed to look at the planet and roar out demonically. His body curled up and then released energy as the planetary explosion came for him... but was it really him? He had blacked out...
-The Pirate, The Boy, and a Dream-
Drifting in space, the lifeless child was left for dead. His body was damaged beyond any point he had previously endured and it was a miracle he was alive. However, in his current condition, he was sure to die. After some time, a ship cruised by, stopping by his body. It had appeared someone on the ship spotted him and the captain of said ship came out and rescued the boy himself. He awoke surrounded by a band of Pirates. Ones of different races but still unified within their diversity. Accepting him as one of their own, Mircea too became a Space Pirate and adopted their surname, Morningstar. Not only was he adopted by their brigade, but by their leader as his son. He had officially became one of the Morningstar Pirates. Here, Mircea would travel the sea of stars and journey amongst the cosmos. It was as if life was so simple now. This was a simpler time for Mircea, and one he'd grow to cherish, even in his teen years. He had a family, finally. A father, an older brother, a care taker, and a brigade of Pirates who'd lay their life down for one another. This was what he always wanted and needed. Around the age of 16, he met a woman named Ama. Aside from a few other members he traveled with, he had thought all the Saiyans were dead. The meeting of the two was quite the ironic one. Mircea had robbed the treasury of one of the planets they had invaded and Ama was sent after him to track get the treasure back. It was a game of cat and mouse for the most part, yet their game came to an end when Mircea got cornered. He placed the bag of gold and jewels on the ground next to him and moved onto the next phase; fighting his way out. The woman showed much promise in her hand-to-hand combat skills, so much that Mircea himself was impressed. After underestimating her, Ama came out on top. Literally. Mircea found himself pinned to the ground by a victorious boot pressed against his chest. For some odd reason, he couldn't help but grin, even after her threats of death and her grants of giving him his final words. This was confusing to the female, naturally. Why would one smirk at this time of all other times? It confused her enough that time was bought for one of the more experienced fighters of the brigade to come get Mircea. The jewels, however, were left behind. It wasn't too long later until Mircea would try again, this time, it was he who chased her. This chase didn't last as long as the other one, however. When Mircea got close, Ama immediately retaliated with combat, initiating their second fight. Yet again, Mircea didn't take the fight seriously, causing more error in his technique. He seen it more like a second date than an actual fight, and once more his carelessness got him in another predicament. This time, however, he had his own way out. He grabbed hold of her tail and brought her to her knees. The female was unaware that Mircea's black tail didn't have that same weakness as other tails. She tried to grab Mircea's in retaliation, but her mistake left her open enough for Mircea to land a quick knock out chop. Victorious, he grabbed the jewels and proceeded to walk away. He stopped, however. Something prevented him from just leaving her there. With the roll of his eyes, Mircea turned back and walked to the woman, picking her up in his arms. Here, he'd walk back to where he stole the jewels from initially, to return her to safety. This of course, seemed like suicide... However Mircea felt as if he needed to do it. Trying to be as quiet as possible, Mircea snuck in through the window where he could lay her in a bed, but was caught by armed guards that immediately surrounded him. Taking him prisoner, his execution was scheduled for the morning. He was immediately dragged out, turning back and looking at the waking Ama as he was dragged away to his death.
-Escape-
Mircea was restrained with chained katchin shackles by his wrists against the wall. Gravity pulled the rest of his body to the ground, letting his knees bend slightly as his rest of his body was hanging below his ascended arms. He thought he would've just had to sit and wait for death, but someone else greeted him beforehand. Looking up between the tresses of his black hair, Mircea made out the visage of Ama standing before him. It was clear to tell that he had been beaten and tortured. His body was covered in scratches, bruises, blood and sweat. Ama wanted answers to why he saved her, and in all of his honesty, he couldn't tell her. Fed up with him nearly instantly, she was ready to leave. At Mircea's request, however, she stayed with him and they talked. They got to learn a lot about one another, and even grew fond of one another. They discussed how if situations would've been different, they would've even been close friends. In that night, Mircea impregnated Ama. Both of them seen it as the last time they'd most likely ever see each other, so all the cards were on the table. The next morning came and Mircea woke up, alone in his cell. The guards came and apprehended him once more, dragging him to the square for his public execution. Mircea was to be decapitated right in front of everyone. With his final gazes, he looked to the sky, hoping to see his father's team... but nothing... He looked off to the side and seen Ama watching. He could tell she didn't want to see this. For some reason, he smirked to her. It was the very same smirk he gave her when they first fought. The kind of smirk that would tell you everything would be alright, no matter how grim things seemed. The executioner held up his ax and prepared for his strike, as Mircea prepared for his goodbyes. Out of no where, a cloaked figure threw off his garbs and blasted a hole clean through the executioner's torso. Mircea's father stood tall with smoke rising from his palm. Turns out the team was there all along. The rest of his father's men removed their disguises and began attacking the authorities in an all out battle to the death. Mircea's primary caretaker grabbed him and took his damaged body to the ship where his older brother would look after him. When his caretaker left to resume the battle, Mircea and his brother could only watch from the window. One by one the team was decimated by the elite warriors of this planet. One of them broke into the ship, confronting Mircea and his brother who was also just a teenager, only 3 years older than him. His brother was nothing to shrug off, however. A master swordsman with perfect precision and impeccable accuracy, his brother was poetry in motion when he picked up any blade. Seemingly effortless, Mircea watched his brother slay the Elite warrior with a single stroke. He could barely tell his brother moved with how fast it was. Another forced his way in and attacked the brother from behind. Blocking the oncoming strike, the brother held the edge of the sword out with a sharp slice upwards. Mircea struggled to stand and help his brother, but was immediately denied. With his free hand, Mircea's own brother blasted him lightly, just enough to throw him back into his chair forcefully. He couldn't allow Mircea to hurt himself any more than he already was. With another stroke of his sword, the second Elite fell. The third Elite came in from the back, holding a sword of his own in his hand. The two swordsmen commenced in combat, while the helpless Mircea looked off to the side to try and help his father. He struggled to stand and stumbled out of the door, entering the battlefield. Mircea's name was called out by one of his team mates, but by the time he could look, the man had died right before his eyes. Yet again another had fallen... and again... Was this hell? Slowly yet surely, his amber eyes looked to his father, taking on an entire platoon of men, but being overwhelmed. His father reached out to him as Mircea struggled just to reach back. Before he knew it, his father slipped from his visual and also from his own life. Mircea just watched his father die. He dropped to his knees, trying to catch his heart that just fell into his stomach. He was robbed of his lifestyle once more. The large shadow of the Elite Swordsman loomed over Mircea's knee bound body. He looked behind him and met eyes with the swordsman. The swordsman raised his sword to Mircea but stopped. A quick crescent shaped slash of light was all that was seen whipping around the swordsman's body. Blood began to drip from his torso diagonally until his separated body fell apart, segregated from his top and bottom halves. Mircea seen his older brother standing triumphantly in the doorway, stepping down unto the battlefield. He grabbed Mircea by the shirt and threw him into the ship. Autopilot was initiated and the ship took off, whether Mircea liked it or not. The last thing he could see was the final survivor of the pirate crew; His brother... against over a hundred more of the planet's fighters. He looked off to the side once more, and seen Ama's face slowly getting smaller as the ship took off. He was certain that was the last time he'd see either of them... He sat and cried.
- The Nightmare Awakens-
Days... weeks... months? Who knows the amount of time that passed by... He was running low on fuel, food, and patience. This type of cabin fever would've drove any sane man mad. Finally he had come to a star system with planets. Hoping at least one of them had life supported on it so he could possibly get some food and fuel. The planet seemed quiet at first and barren, but there was definitely life. The ground was dug up where it looked like crops were ready to either be planted or have already been picked. Either way, some sort of conscious being did this. Wandering forth for several kilometers, Mircea finally made way with a town of creatures that were small and peaceful. None of them, however, spoke his native tongue. This made conversation difficult and by extension, his request for food and fuel. Chance just so had it, however, that a sentient being who did speak his language was around. The native creatures all pointed to a small hut that was just like all the others, except it's door was almost always shut. This was where Mircea would find his answers. He came to the door and knocked lightly, only to be told to leave this planet and never return. Stubborn as he was, Mircea continued to knock only to have that very door forcefully pushed from the hinges and onto his body which was now propelled backwards. A silhouette stood in the doorway and spoke to him, telling him to leave once more with a final warning. Mircea wasn't having it though. The door came off of him and he hopped to his feet, growling in anger. The mysterious man told Mircea he knew exactly what he was, and Saiyans weren't allowed on this planet. The man turned and went back into his hut. Mircea turned and walked to his ship. He'd wait until morning to leave. That night a strange phenomenon happened as the moon went full. Mircea's eyes sprung open as he heard a loud roar. Rushing out of his ship he came to the forefront of where everyone was, seeing the towns people run about wildly. Large stomping sent tremors along the ground and caused the smaller huts to fall and collapse. Mircea couldn't believe his eyes when he looked at what made the stomping. It was an Oozaru... That meant there was a Saiyan present. Mircea leaped into action, taking the great ape on head first. He had no concern of the towns people, but his ship was another story. After several futile attempts of trying to bring the beast to rest, Mircea found himself damaged and beaten. He couldn't turn Oozaru himself, because then he too would lose control. Not only was fighting this ape quite the task, but to avoid looking at the full moon that watched over them made it even more difficult. Mircea had bitten off more than he could chew, and prepared for death. BOOM. A loud stomp was heard as the giant ape forced it's foot down on top of Mircea's helpless body. It began to twist and grind it's feet into the terrain, digging Mircea deeper into his grave. Once the foot was lifted, Mircea's defenseless body laid in the wake of the destruction, partially covered in soil and stone. He was certain he was about to die. He even felt his heart beat fading and knew every bone in his body was broken. The large Oozaru leaned in and opened it's mouth to forcefully exhale a large stream of energy from it's mouth, engulfing Mircea. This was the last thing he remembered. Everything else from this point to the rest of the night has forever since been outside of his memory, but it does tell how he survived. The smoke raised from the lifeless body of Mircea and the Oozaru snorted with a grunt of accomplishment and continued on rampaging about. The lifeless body soon began to levitate in the air on it's own as an eerie aura surrounded it. His body pulsated and the aura rippled around each and every inch of his body. Just like with the destruction of planet Vegeta, a loud roar came from Mircea's body. As if all his wounds were never even present, he landed gently on his feet and walked towards the giant ape with the color of crimson covering his entire eye in both sockets. A malicious smirk formed on his face as he confronted the beast once more. The beast swung it's hand at him full force but missed. Mircea's body leaped up and not only landed a quick jab to the ape's face, but put little to no effort behind it and still got exceptional results. The large beast was sent flying backwards at high speeds with Mircea's body pursuing with haste. The beast was halted and caught by the tail. It only took a quick pivot, but Mircea flipped the ape around and slammed it down onto the ground with a large thud. Moving to the base of the tail, his feet were planted firmly on the ape's back. He yanked one good time and completely ripped the tail from the great ape. He cackled maniacally and threw the severed appendage to the side. He turned behind him and grinned wickedly at the towns people. He wasn't the same visitor looking for help, he was a monster. His hair was spiked upwards, his eyes were red. His teeth were fanged. He was out for blood. He wasted no time rushing out and attacking the villagers mercilessly. He sent various blasts at all the huts and fields; destruction blossomed everywhere. The oozaru body shrunk down to the original form of the Saiyan who transformed, revealing it to be the very man that told Mircea to leave. He regained consciousness and noticed something was amiss. He wasn't the only one who regained consciousness. Mircea too was beginning to wake up from the inside, trying to stop himself. What was going on!? "Get out of my head!" he cried out, staggering left and right to maintain balance. Nothing seemed to help. Mircea yelled for the rest of the villagers to get away, something that the unnamed Saiyan seen and what was the primary reason for him to lend his own helping hand. He rushed over during this opportune moment and delivered a chop to the back of Mircea's neck. When his lifeless body dropped, his vision went black once more. He woke up the next day in the stranger's hut who introduced himself as Kayne, a rouge Saiyan who chose to protect this planet as his very own. He expressed his gratitude and also expressed how he hoped that not only Mircea, but the townspeople would forgive his acts last night. As thanks, however, he gave Mircea a rundown of what happened and he gave him a name of the person who could be the best of help: Ultima Kai.
And there he was, leaned up against one of the many buildings stretching throughout the city of South Central. A place he referred to as his home, also a place where majority of his history had taken place. Now in this moment however it was just another boring day of inactivity for the lackadaisical Android. With his arms crossed and his back leaned against the wall he watched as the civilians of Central City live out their daily lives like they usually do.
What of Sohans motives these days? Well, there was hardly anything entertaining enough for him to take part in. Theses humans were painfully boring and ultimately coexisting with them dumbed down his former reckless arsonist self. While leaning against the wall, a familiar signal intercepted his receptors. His eyes widen briefly in response to this interception, partly due to the fact anyone capable of reaching him in this manner, particularly his Android kin, had been long gone decades ago.
“Hm?” The android murmured while pulling himself away from the wall, looking up at the sky at nothing in particular as his curiosity peaked interest to the now familiar signal.
