The Demon's eyes widened as he looked over his shoulder at none other than Artic. His expression was that of a man who was completely unaware of how someone could have possibly been here. He began to put it all to gather before summoning the strength to stand tall from his chair, and his expression soon hardened. It wasn't that he wasn't glad to see his business partner, but he was beginning to understand he depths of betrayal his companion had gone through.

"Artic... Its good to see you."

Kamae recovered his composure eventually before smiling his way to success as always.

"Well you see... It would appear I have been uh... how you say... Disobeyed and disrespected."

His tone was displeased but it couldn't be helped, he simply stood before the changeling with the look of a man who was defeated. He didn't care truly what was about to happen, he was just ready to accept it.

"Look Artic. We've been had by one of my crew members who I will be sure to decimate beyond any cellular repair when we are finished here. I cannot compensate you for your time, I am afraid I have nothing else to offer you."

Kamae's shoulder's sagged as he just waited patiently for Artic to either explode in rage, kill him or whatever was about to happen. The demon's eyes reflected an unenthusiastic gaze befitting someone who was just losing his purpose continuously. He had no reason to grow stronger, Namek was gone. His orders failed, his goal failed, and he was doomed to be absorbed into some horrible creature. At least if he was recycled he would maybe one day be able to find an escape from that horrible fate, one that chilled him to his core.... But he was unable to go anywhere, do anything, fight anything, or even remotely hope to ever undo the mistakes of the past. So the demon had simply given up completely.

"If anything you killing me would do me a favor at this point haha!"

The demon chuckled coldly, feeling ice run in his veins at the thought of willing death. How low did one have to get before it was finally time for him to just... give up? To hide at the edge of space and do nothing? Yes he felt fantastic enough to live this way forever... 

"Regardless I am deeply sorry for this and its clear I have let loose ends slip in my attempt to disappear..."

Kamae smiled his best attempt at smiling before failing as even his twisted grin turned to dead pan and uninterested once more.

"To be frank, this will be the last we speak, regardless of the outcome. Death by your hand or by another. It matters little. Rule well Artic, I have nothing further to offer you so long as..."

The demon then gracefully gestured to the mark upon his head before continuing.

"The mark remains. I dare say nothing I do or you do will ever remove it. It will remain until it kills me and I am eventually consumed in the after life for my failures."

The demon was rambling now and realizing this he quickly went silent once more, unwilling to continue his sob story. All had their tragedy and bullshit. Artic was not here for that, nor did Kamae want it. He just... was tired. A tired old demon who's tricks had gotten him nothing in the end. His best just wasn't good enough.

Kamae was amused by the Changelings assumption he didn't want to die by his hand, and he was beginning suspect that was seneschals goal. To at least free Kamae in some way, but he wasn't sure how much he enjoyed that idea as he was sure to be hunted when she noticed him being absent... He supposed asking to be immediately soul reincarnated... Yes, that was it... That was what he would do when he died. A Strange smile for a man becoming slowly unhinged further and further in despair.

"Fear of death... My dear Artic... Hehehe.. I don't fear death hehahahaha!"

The demons body beginning to shake violently as he wrapped himself up in his arms, likely hugging himself through he was unaware of the action.

"I have been dead Artic... Hehehahaha! I lived for nearly two thousand years without a body! HAHAHA... gods that was so long ago."

Kamae's eyes trailed off as he began to fill himself slip a bit, only to pull himself back again. His whole frame unwrapping itself as he composed himself once more.

"Damn it. Agh, get it together Kamae."

The demon would slap himself across the head, as if rejamming something unseen back into his head as his eyes hung open wide. He was afraid, and he hated it. He had no purpose... and he hated it... He was helpless..... and he hated it.

"You don't understand Artic... Should I betray her in any way she will know. I cannot put a target on her as much as I want to, and I am not sure it wise to give me hope anymore Lord."

Kamae couldn't help but chuckle, his chuckle however was unhinged. Clearly he was not healthy mentally anymore, the fear of permanent death saturated his very being, and as such he had experienced the ultimate disgrace... Kamae was tired. 

"But I can, her name is Liari. She is a Majin and she had branded him with her magic."

The sound of a male voice rang out as a different minion of Kamae approached, the saiyan kneeling behind Artic and followed by Seneschal. The beastkin standing massively and his ears nearly touched the roof. The modified dog man simply smiled as he looked down at the Changeling lord, bowing gracefully before walking past. Though he was about to die, he had a smile upon his face.

"It was me that called you Lord Artic, in hopes you would save our master. That our lives will be of use to our master."

Seneschal turned to look at Artic, as the very fur on his body began to flake away as if the wind of some invisible force was blowing on it. 

"He is rather stubborn, and the magic has taken a deep hold. He will kill us shortly, so do try and free him... he could be valuable."

"Silence..."

Those were the words of command that was Seneschals end, the wolf man suddenly turning into a green liquid that splashed across the surface of the lab. Dead organic matter that had rotted beyond recognition, and was so far gone that even the stink of a corpse was gone. It was only a strange acrid smell, similar to sulfur or rotten eggs. Beyond that Seneschal had been turned into nothing but a small liquid of dead organic matter. Ramen's eyes steeled themselves for his coming death as well.

"Liari's mind control is to strong for our master and he is to proud to admit it. We die to say what he cannot. He is a weakling and that fucked mark will kill him if he-"

Kamae didn't even give the saiyan a command, the saiyan seizing up as he felt his insides begin to shift. Kamae couldn't do this to strong people of course, but the weak were so... malleable and flexible... Ramen's eyes would bulge before he too joined his friend in death. The demon simple going silent before looking Artic in the eyes.

"Artic... I planned to feed you to Liari at one point. That plan failed and you destroyed namek. My mission is gone. I cannot betray my master. Not even for you and our deal. As much as I want."

Kamae sighed before turning his back on the emperor, and returning to his seat. His defeated look returned as he went back to his dull workings of dull interests. 

"My master will kill me should I present that I failed to get the seed, or even a fruit. She will then consume me putting me in infinite limbo. I will never be able to die, and she claims to be able to wipe my personality along with it. No returning from that. Even if I do die by your hand, she will sense my release and simply go to where I will be forced to. So Unless you can kill a creature that can ressurect itself even better than "I" can and I can reconstruct myself on the genetic level. This woman... can regenerate at the atomic. Beyond my scopes and scales. She will eventually grow tired of waiting, of my reluctance to see her or answer her calls. She will eventually see who I am. A coward!"

With that Kamae threw his desk across the room into the darkness were it disappeared with a boom. 

"Cornered like a rat! Sick like a dog waiting for the disease to kill me! What a fitting end for the once great demon Sankishin Kamae Ghoun! Revered god of a dead people in a different realm!!!"

Kamae slashed his hand across the surface of his lab, as if clawing the painting of a canvas. The lab beginning to morph and warp into his twisted angered vision. Gnarled trees, dogs of wood and metal from the desks and floor began to claw their way free as he watched on in disgust.

"Bah, you care nothing for this! Find someone else Artic, I am doomed. Leave me to die alone."

Kamae waved dismissively before walking unsteadily deeper into his lab. His sway in his step betrayed the unhinged state Kamae was growing and finding himself in. He was happy when he had fought Liari and she was willing to spar. But then the betrayal... Now he was unable to find reliable places or people. The man owned a whole government division and he couldn't even find a single person to train with. No machines who couldn't push him even if they tried. He could unmake them but with a glance.

No he needed material, organic beings who could not only withstand his attacks, but help him grow. Yet no one was around. He was truly... alone. He had just killed his only two friends in the galaxy, and as he stumbled into the darkness, he was fully prepared to disappear forever and let Artic take whatever he wanted from the station. He didn't care anymore. The demon walked past his jacket as he grabbed hold of his jacket hanging nearby to throw it on. It was going to be a cold night.

Kamae paused as he felt Artic's stare into his back as he spoke, the arcosians words echoing in the empty lab. The demon thought long and hard about how he was about to phrase his words next. Betrayal was denied by the mark, he would need to be careful about how he spoke next... But then again... He had never thought about trying something utterly insane. Yet he supposed if he was going to do it, and risk death why stop now? If all of this was for his existence, then the only gamble option was his very life.

Closing his eyes, the demon would hold his hands up on each side of his head. He was a soul, a portion of a greater whole. If one were to inflict damage upon the other half...

*CRACK*

The sound of bone being pierced as his index finger jabbed into the side of his head, looking as if he had just committed suicide to any sane person. But to anyone with knowledge such as Kamae, they would have noticed he had just pierced the lower end of the skull. He had just damaged his memories with physical force, the brain causing him to seize up as he stood in place for a moment. His mind was a white haze as he tried to remember what he was doing just moments ago. He felt agonizing pain in his neck but the damage was nothing compared to what he had suffered against Liari.

Removing his fingers, the demon turned to Artic as his eyes unrolled from his head. The spell was one that effected the mind, and Kamae had just scrambled his own brain which housed the mind. His eyes were dilated, his nose was bleeding and he was struggling to hold back choking.

"Earth."

That was all he could say more, he was not in danger of ending his own life with the majin mark, but he was certainly struggling to find ways to blatantly betray Liari. He quickly recovered however, the wound at the base of his skull quickly sealing up as he used magic to reconstruct his flesh. He still hurt like hell but rolling his neck he was able to tell he had completely reconstructed his cells perfectly. Wiping away the blood and cleaning himself like a gentlemen, the demon sighed as he closed his eyes. His brain was still recovering as he let his magic work, thankfully he hadn't forgotten that, but he certainly didn't remember the last few moments. He had simply damaged his brain slightly enough to effect short term memory. 

The fact he hadn't gone brain dead in that last moment was a miracle frankly. Sure he had done so with precision thanks to his special eyes and senses... but he had done something incredibly risky for a chance to tell Artic where Liari was. He wouldn't do that again, and he didn't even know if he had told Artic where she truly was. Frankly it was impossible to know where she was at any one time.. Kamae couldn't  for sure but the majin mark had been his only source to know. He couldn't sense energy.

"Thrice damned hells that hurt... HURTS. Agh."

Kamae stated rubbing his neck where his wound had been, which thankfully didn't scar but he had stitch himself together so that wasn't possible... but He always worried. Once the magic finished its touches, Kamae reopened his eyes to stare at the ground.

"Fuckin hell, excuse my language... The only person who has managed to get me to mutilate myself of my own accord was... an old friend of mine. You must really have authority in you to make even me take this chance. Or perhaps I am that desperate to live. Regardless... I cannot give you exact coordinates, the majin mark prevents this. I cannot betray Liari by simply pointing her enemies at her. I am bound to her Artic... But thankfully I am fully aware I'd die if I so much as touched you. Even without sensing Ki I can tell you are far beyond me and death would be instant. So the majin mark cannot make me commit suicide against you. But know that this mark prevents me from aiding you against my master... I am sorry Artic. This is.... an afflection I am cursed with. One I cannot cure. But should I suddenly find myself cured..."

Kamae Looked Artic dead in the eyes, yellow serpent eyes narrowing to barely a sliver of black to his iris.

"I will make you wonderful toys of conquest, and you will have my knowledge at your fingertips till the day you die. I will serve you willingly emperor..."

Kamae felt his shoulders sag however as his energy left him, he was at yet another persons mercy. Goodness how he was pathetic. But he was alive, and that was all that mattered. He was a rat in the walls of the universe currently, and he felt it. Now he was just indebted to someone else, but one day... one day he would be free. Free to explore once more... But what more could he learn?

That dawning realization made the demon pause, his eyes widening in shock as the thought processed. He could alter the worlds about him, heal almost any disease known to mortal kind, reconstruct flesh with his mind and deconstruct weaklings like they were nothing but jelly... What more could he possibly want? He could see the very structure of any living being, and he was strong enough... He supposed when Artic was through with him... He would simply find some place to... disappear. Yes, one final job. He had everything he could possibly want, and if freedom was all he needed... 

"I hope you are not underestimating her, I cannot sense energy nor do I know the depths of you or her power. I have simply been on the outskirts of the galaxy trying to survive. I had allies... but they are gone now. I do not know where they went. So I am at your mercy Artic. I will serve you faithfully till your death."

Kamae bowed gracefully before looking tiredly at the floor.

Kamae said nothing as Artic spoke up and he felt... oddly out of touch with people this days it seemed. Artic spoke as if someone who wished for Kamae to regain his life, yet he wished to conquer the galaxy. Tyrants and emperors sure had changed on him, but he could do nothing but bow. He could think of no other words to say to Artic in that moment, gratitude filled the demon yet some part of him resented this. Had he truly fallen so far? Had he truly let someone else take the reins?

"Thank you Artic."

Someone as proud of Kamae bowing in gratitude to another and meaning it. His stomach turned at his pathetic behavior...  How low had the demon gotten to be so indentured that he would seek salvation like this? Had his life truly come down to someone giving him the right to live? Ahh he supposed the once proud entity known as Sankishin Kamae ghoun had died... Perhaps he was truly losing who he was or perhaps... he was never who he thought he was to begin with. That thought sent a chill down kamae's spine as he thought about that implication. That perhaps he had truly lost who he was in that void and now placed in a realm of monsters beyond Kamae's understanding... He was just a worm for the larger birds to toss about till they grow tired of it. 

"I have much to think upon... Much to reflect on I do believe."

He didn't know what else to say, and he closed his eyes at his own failings. Though he didn't show it on his face, the demons stoic expression showing none of his inner turmoil, he did eventually level his gaze with Artic.

"As you say Emperor."

Anything to stay alive... but at what cost to ones self had Kamae begun to escape death at this point? Only time would tell.