-Saiyan Conqueror Quest 248 Epilogue-
AGE 780, NULL REALM
“Good grief.” you mutter, disengaging for a moment from the fighter you'd been fighting, glancing over to seeing your allies attempt to rescue Thor thwarted by Jiren interfering. Knowing they need your help now, if ANY of them are to be saved now that that monster has begun to participate.
“Eyes forward, assassin!” the young man with bird feet you're fighting shouts, but you've had enough of him. So, with a Time Skip you dash in, landing your fist straight to his solar plexus, or whatever equivalent his race has, dropping him. Dropping him to his knees, gasping desperately as he can't breathe.
“You're not worth my time.” you say, putting your hands in your pockets as you Time Skip away from him. You are Hit, the legendary assassin of Universe 6. Wielding the unstoppable Time Skip technique- Or, at least the previously-believed unstoppable, as after your fights against Universe 7's Saiyans, you had to rethink your technique's invincibility. Not only improving the duration of your Time Skip, but widening the arsenal of skills and techniques you've derived from it.
Walking through the fighting stage, which was damaged by Kale's power-up, you maintain your Time Skip, avoiding a dozen fights before you gen close. Where you see Kale rushing Jiren, Caulifla punching the barrier of another ineffectually. Toppo, Universe 11's second-strongest is down, seemingly weakened by fighting Thor. Who, you see is with Cabba, and still clearly has plenty of fight left in him. So, you draw your right back, and the instant your Time Skip ends, slip through into your own dimension, the Tides of Time while drawing your right back. And with a grunt fire your special phasing energy attack from your fist, the invisible blast firing out of your special dimension into the real world, then slipping into what feels like ANOTHER dimensional space as it strikes the pink haired woman hiding behind her shield in the guts. Knocking the wind out of her, dropping her to her knees as her shield fails.
“You're mine!” Caulifla shouts, kicking her from the ring as her fiery divine aura blazes. Only for a MASSIVE wave of air pressure to slam into you all, everyone turning to see Jiren's the cause. He punched. Sending Kale flying, then gathering his energy to eliminate her. Dammit, this isn't going well! And right as he fires, right before you intervene, the Asgardian does first. Firing a bolt of lightning, detonating in in a massive fiery blast. Seems you can remain unnoticed a while longer.
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“I can't accept this unilaterally. I'll have to bring this offer before those in charge.” you tell him seriously. “I'll pitch it to them, put my support behind this plan of your universe as well. It does seem to be a great plan to ensure we all survive.”
“I agree, which is why I agreed to deliver the offer.” he replies, hands still casually in his pockets. “This tournament... The stakes are far too high to leave things to chance.”
“Yeah.” you reply, the two of you standing there in the early morning dawn, the sun slowly rising behind the assassin. Neither of you saying anything, perhaps Hit is sizing you up.
“I'll take my leave, to let you discuss this with your superiors.” Hit says, turning his back on you, then looking back over his shoulder. “But, for what it's worth, I hope we don't come to blows until the end of the tournament.”
“Me too. Good luck, Hit.” you tell him, the assassin nodding. Then he's gone, vanishing like he was never here. Leaving you standing alone on the beach. For several moments you just stand there, breathing in the morning air, considering who to reach out to first. But the answer's obvious, your mind expanding as you think out to the king of the universe and father of the emperor, King Cold. “King Cold. We just had a visitor. And he brought an... Interesting proposal.”
Ten minutes later you're gathered on King Cold's planet with him and his son Freeza and nephew Arctus, the Kai-in-training Kars, and the apparently fully recovered Tanya. Laying out the offer before all of them, as Hit had told it to you.
“It's obviously a trap. He knows his universe cannot beat ours, so wants to not be eliminated early-on.” Freeza says, crossing his arms as his tail flicks once behind him. “He's going to double cross us.”
“Obviously. However, this arrangement does come with several advantages.” Tanya fires back. “First and foremost, not having Hit taking out our physically weaker and/or distracted fighters. At least in the chaos of the early tournament. And, only being outnumbered three to one instead of seven to one will greatly increase our chances. Making it through the early chaos of the tournament will be the second most difficult portion of the entire tournament. That, and the finale, where the strongest, tired warriors of the universes left will compete in battles of power and stamina, see who gives out first. Having ten fewer competitors to worry about in the early stages, and being more fresh going into the endgame of this tournament will be a great boon.”
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“I can't accept this unilaterally. I'll have to bring this offer before those in charge.” you tell him seriously. “I'll pitch it to them, put my support behind this plan of your universe as well. It does seem to be a great plan to ensure we all survive.”
“I agree, which is why I agreed to deliver the offer.” he replies, hands still casually in his pockets. “This tournament... The stakes are far too high to leave things to chance.”
“Yeah.” you reply, the two of you standing there in the early morning dawn, the sun slowly rising behind the assassin. Neither of you saying anything, perhaps Hit is sizing you up.
“I'll take my leave, to let you discuss this with your superiors.” Hit says, turning his back on you, then looking back over his shoulder. “But, for what it's worth, I hope we don't come to blows until the end of the tournament.”
“Me too. Good luck, Hit.” you tell him, the assassin nodding. Then he's gone, vanishing like he was never here. Leaving you standing alone on the beach. For several moments you just stand there, breathing in the morning air, considering who to reach out to first. But the answer's obvious, your mind expanding as you think out to the king of the universe and father of the emperor, King Cold. “King Cold. We just had a visitor. And he brought an... Interesting proposal.”
Ten minutes later you're gathered on King Cold's planet with him and his son Freeza and nephew Arctus, the Kai-in-training Kars, and the apparently fully recovered Tanya. Laying out the offer before all of them, as Hit had told it to you.
“It's obviously a trap. He knows his universe cannot beat ours, so wants to not be eliminated early-on.” Freeza says, crossing his arms as his tail flicks once behind him. “He's going to double cross us.”
“Obviously. However, this arrangement does come with several advantages.” Tanya fires back. “First and foremost, not having Hit taking out our physically weaker and/or distracted fighters. At least in the chaos of the early tournament. And, only being outnumbered three to one instead of seven to one will greatly increase our chances. Making it through the early chaos of the tournament will be the second most difficult portion of the entire tournament. That, and the finale, where the strongest, tired warriors of the universes left will compete in battles of power and stamina, see who gives out first. Having ten fewer competitors to worry about in the early stages, and being more fresh going into the endgame of this tournament will be a great boon.”
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