The boy’s thoughts where a mess. While his girlfriend had helped centre and calm him, his mind was still in turmoil over the revelations that had been presented to him in his grandmother’s letters to him. He had always known he was part demon, but learning the truth of his mother had still had a significant emotional effect on the boy. It had driven him to try to push away the woman he loved! The youth was grateful that she had refused to run and had instead focused on bringing him back, helping him fight and eventually gain control of the Inner Demon within himself.

But for the first time the boy was questioning his very nature, what it meant to carry Demon blood. And not the blood of just any demon, a Demon Lord of the Demon Realm, not a common demon who traced their heritage to Hell.

Now that he was no longer trying to hide from his darker nature he could feel the urges that side pushed through his mind, the intense urges towards Opherla, the spitefulness towards his mother, the disdain for the dishonourable actions of the Earth government towards the Saiyans. But despite this he still didn’t know what it really meant to be a demon. He knew the stories and rumours, about the inherent evil that supposedly coursed through the veins of all demons.

But Liek didn’t think the urges from his demon side where inherently evil; He loved Opherla, it was only natural to desire her. His mother was the worst kind, only making him to be her weapon. Being spiteful was only natural. And the Earth government’s actions, dismissing the acts of humans as ‘lone attackers’ while painting all Saiyans with the same brush for the actions of a few, where objectively dishonourable.

It was by pure coincidence that, while pondering this dilemma about his demonic nature, that he sensed a sinister power nearby. Honing in on the source the boy decided he may as well check it out; if they may prove a problem, namely a threat to the world Opherla loved, Liek would do his best to deal with it. If not, maybe this new person could give the youth some perspective?

In a flash of emerald light the boy vanished, and in that same instant the boy appeared at the well dressed, but questionably groomed, full demon’s side. After taking a moment to look the being over the youth spoke up with a friendly tone, if he could avoid a fight then that was all the better, “I’ve not sensed you around before. I’m Liek, may I ask who you are?”

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WC: 442
PL: 133,579 -> 33,394.75 (suppressed by SWC)

Zeni: 35,938

Bonuses: Rookie Bonus, Super Weighted Clothes, +7.5% Zeni (looters)


Techniques Used;
[DT3] Furiemshinken: Cloud Fold: So long as the user knows Energy Cloud they can use the energy contained in the cloud to fold space time to effectively warp a short distance in an instant. This can be used in battle and is also usable defensively now. At this level the user can travel anywhere on the planet.

The demonic man’s gaze was… unnerving. The boy had been looked at in a lot of ways since leaving his forest home. Love from Opherla’s eyes, that twisted mentor gaze from Callion, the grandfather gaze from Roshi, and the hate and scorn from the common populace the moment they spotted the tail wrapped around his waist. But the look this Kamae was giving him, that was something new. It was like he was looking through the boy, rather then at him.

And his voice was equally unnerving. But that Liek just chalked up to being a demon thing.

Steeling his nerve the boy nodded, “I am. It’s… something I’ve only recently started to even acknowledge.” He paused, wondering whether he should divulge more to this demon. He knew nothing about him and his energy felt all kinds of wrong. The youth was almost certain that his man was evil based on his energy alone, but accusing the man of such a thing right now would be dishonourable. For all the boy knew the demon was seeking to change his way of life and give up any evil he may have committed before.

Ultimately he decided he may as well tell some of the story, it’s not like it could be used to hurt him or those he cared about, “My mother’s side. She was a real piece of work. Apparently she wanted a tool for her bid to conquer the Demon Realm, and that tool ended up being me.” The boy shrugged and paced slightly back and forth. It was clear that though he was willing to divulge, he found it uncomfortable to speak about his mother.

After a moment he gestured towards Kamae, “What about you? What’s your story? If you don’t mind me asking?” The boy’s tone made it clear that Kamae was under no obligation to answer. If he wanted to keep his secrets then Liek would respect that.

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WC: 442
TWC: 764

The boy didn’t want to judge, his experience with Demons in general was pretty much non-existent, but this guy was giving him the creeps. It was like just about everything out of the man’s mouth was somehow inherently wrong, even the most cursory examination through the Orgone Layer came up with this guy just being off somehow. Humans and Saiyans alike where like beacons in the Orgone Layer, standing out among the background noise of other life, some standing out more then others. But this guy came across more like a dead zone.

The Demon was from another realm? That could mean a lot of things depending on the meaning, and without context the man’s words didn’t narrow the meaning down from realm meaning another region of Earth or realm meaning an alternate reality. But being a guest in the world? Liek supposed he could relate to that, ever since leaving his grandmother’s valley he’d felt like he was merely a guest in a world that cared little for his well being.

“Dark and Light, huh?” Liek mused, “Not that is Dark is also Evil. Not all that is Light is Good.”

“I’m considering some poetic retribution on her.” Liek admitted, “She wanted to use me to take over the Demon Realm, so I may just do that…” He smirked, “Fitting, don’t you think? The very weapon she created being the very thing to steal her prize from her?”

“You’re right, mostly. It’s uncomfortable… I only recently learned the truth about all that.” The boy agreed with a nod, “But also awakened a curiosity.” He looked over at the older Demon, “I know basically nothing about Demons and you’re the first I’ve ever really met, let alone spoken to. I know I’m asking a lot, but would you mind teaching me a few things? Basic stuff is fine.” He held up his hands and added, “I’ll understand if you don’t want to, I am putting you on the spot here.”

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WC: 330
TWC: 1,094

Well, the man certainly found his spiteful ambition regarding his mother amusing. Liek wasn’t sure if that was a good thing or a bad thing, but either way the boy couldn’t help but feel a sense of vindication at the agreement the man was presenting him with. And for what it was worth, the man also seemed bitter at his own kind and found the idea of a hybrid showing them all up an amusing detail in itself. It was almost like the opposite of the rhetoric that Salada had spoken, where she had despised half-breeds this man seemed to welcome the idea of one rising to the top.

It made the boy all the more curious as to what motivated this man, though not enough to pry. Everyone had the freedom to keeping secrets, and it was their freedom to choose when to speak those secrets, if at all.

The boy watched the man curiously as he stood up and felt… something… wash over his mind, trying to twist it, but it broke against his will like a wave over a rock. Apparently the masses where not so lucky, the wave of energy sending them screaming in all directions. The youth was left wondering just what in the world just happened.

“What… what did you just do just now?” Liek asked, following behind the older Demon, “What did you do to those people.” He paused and looked around at where the crowds and dispersed and added, “But… I could feel it from the start. You’ve not got the nicest feeling to your ki. And this just now proves you’ve not been the best person… but you didn’t hurt anyone. Just scared them. I don’t know if that’s a sign you’re looking to change or not, but either way, thank you for showing restraint.”

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WC: 304
TWC: 1,398

Showing them things they would flee from? That was probably something Liek could replicate with his Orgone Telepathy if he was so inclined. While evidently extremely effective the boy found the method to be crude and cruel, hardly an idea application of the powers Kamae was demonstrating. But for the time being he kept his mouth shut. No one had been harmed, and while their lives had been disrupted their freedom to live had not been taken away.

The boy watched in wonder as if the switch for gravity was seemingly switched off in the area around the two, something which did have a sliver of an effect on Liek. However, as quickly as gravity stopped effecting him the boy was instinctively in full control of his flight, stopping his rise the moment it started.

“That’s a shame.” Liek sighed with genuine sadness, “If what you say is true then we may end up fighting each other some day.” Though it was clear that the boy had no intention of starting a fight here.

Magic? The stuff of fairy tales and fantasy novels? The boy would have thought the old demon was having a jolly old troll if not for the spectacle he was seeing around him, and the fact he couldn’t sense any power that could have been doing it. He even connected to the Orgone Layer with his telepathy and saw no unusual signs there that could indicate any kind of manipulation of that energy. Whatever Kamae was doing was completely outside what Liek had seen before, leaving him with no option other then to accept this new reality: magic was real.

And he had the inherent ability to use it thanks to his demonic blood. The boy stared at the old demon for a long while as he pondered his words before looking down at his hands, “A force not unlike ki… one I can’t sense. Like Orgone… but not, something different…” He muttered mulling over what had been said, “I need to use ki to draw out Orgone from the environment, so while both can take the shape I desire the same methods won’t work will they?”

“No, I’ll need to draw from within… without tapping into my ki.” He concluded and began focusing on the problem. The boy didn’t want to destroy anything around him, but in a way he figured that was more of a shortcut for Kamae, a dramatic way to demonstrate the technique without expending too much energy. So if Liek instead focused on applying his energy on a single object he may be able to create something ex nihilo?

Focusing his mind he formed the image of the object he wanted to create in his mind, a simple knife made of a single material, iron. Nothing overly complex, simple and functional. After all, why aim for breaking sprinting records when first learning to crawl? Controlling his breathing while holding his hands out the boy redoubled his focus and tried to draw out the energy of magic. For a long while nothing seemed to happen, enough time that any other teenager may have gotten impatient and complained about it not working.

But Liek had spent ten years figuring out how to materialise Orgone, what was a few minutes doing the same for magic? And that patience paid off, after nearly thirteen minutes of trying it started working, a dull iron knife slowly forming between his hands. As it finished forming the boy caught it and looked at it in surprise, mostly had having managed to pull off the task.

The knife was crap, very ugly and utterly unfit for purpose. But the boy figured that for someone who had never done this before, and forming it without any materials to convert, this was a pretty good start all things considered. It was better then his first attempts at Energy Materialisation at least.

A proud smile on his face he held up the ugly knife for Kamae to see, “I’d say I’m off to a decent start?”

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WC: 674
TWC: 2,072
-1TP to learn [ST1] Magic Materialisation

At the old demon’s confession of being disillusioned with bringing harm and torment the younger hybrid nodded, “I glad to here that. You may not be seeking redemption, but as far as I’m concerned being willing to stop doing evil is enough.” The boy explained his perspective, “Everyone has the right to choose how they live their life, in my opinion. So long as they aren’t bringing harm to others then that’s fine. But if they are then it’s my freedom to choose to intervene.”

He then laughed, “Yeah, I know. My philosophy is naive and childish.” He practised what Kamae had taught him, forming another knife, this time better looking and more quickly. Smiling at his progress he added, “But it’s part of what informs my actions.”

“If I held everyone’s past actions from before I met them against them I’d just end up tired, bitter and resentful myself.” He knew he was being slightly hypocritical with his words, since he was resenting his own mother for exactly what she did in the past. But in his defence, her actions where deeply personal.

The boy practised the materialisation a third time as the old demon made himself a new seat and took his place on it. When the old man asked the youth about his plans after taking over the Demon Realm the boy pondered for some time, long enough for a forth practice, before replying, “Honestly, right now even finding my way to the Demon Realm is a long term goal. Though I suppose rubbing the salt in my mother’s wound may be on the agenda, I may reform the Demon Realm into a place where no one ever thinks to create a child for the same reason my mother did.” He paused then looked over at the old demon before saying, “I also want to ensure the preservation of the culture and history of the Fury, especially the Furiemshinken.”

With a sweep of his arm the boy demonstrated, with a surge of ki forming an absolutely massive throne of crystal in an instant before taking a seat on it and leaning back. He knocked on the crystal and said, “This is Orgonite, formed by using Energy Materialisation to draw out and mold Orgone. It can be used to make any structure I can imagine and empower my ki attacks. It can even be controlled remotely allowing for multi-directional attacks.” The boy smiled proudly, “And I’m one of only two living people able to manipulate it.”

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WC: 418
TWC: 2,490

“Yeah, it can be. It tends to explode if not handled carefully.” Liek agreed, letting the implications of the fact he was sitting on the throne of the stuff hand in the air. It probably wouldn’t take a lot of imagination for the old demon to realise the level of master and control the teenager had over Orgonite to not only create but maintain such a structure. To a less jaded or experienced mind the boys age would probably be more staggering then the control itself, but the old one had likely seen that kind of skill hundreds of times before.

“Don’t worry, it’s a well guarded secret. The only other person who can use it needed me to literally guide them through manifesting it.” Liek agreed with the old man, what he wasn’t going to tell the old man was that Volda and Basireous, the Gods of the Fury, where so intrinsically tied to the Orgone that they could literally withhold the energy from any who sought to use it. He and Opherla could only because the Gods allowed it.

The youth watched the old man’s demonstration of the rot. Such a terribly destructive power, indiscriminate in nature by Liek’s reckoning. He assumed that if Kamae chose to wield at it’s full potential he could reduce verdant forests to wastelands in minutes and level cities at a whim. The boy grew ever more glad that the older demon was tired of such things and had chosen to retire from such endeavours.

“We each live by our own choices.” Liek repeated before nodding, “I can agree to that.” The youth offered the old man a smile, “I sincerely hope we continue to make choices that avoid bringing us into conflict. But you did say you didn’t want to live that life anymore, so the chances of that are very slim.” He then chuckled, “Who knows? You may take up helping people as a form of entertainment in your retirement?” His tone made it clear he didn’t expect the old man to agree, rather he meant it as a joke. But at the same time he would be happy if the old man considered the option.

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WC: 365
TWC: 2,855