13.) Vashjai's Mission.

In universe 8, there was a small Empire that courted a galaxy. Essentially, making it equivalent to a civilization known as a Nation. And just like an acting Nation, there was a huge pike through the center of the galaxy. This is where the research happens for this estranged, garbage excuse for a "Nation". The leaders were despicable... they were tyrants who were planning to spread their control to the ends of that universe and then the next. Within their ranks were a few capable of blowing up a universe. As such… they did just that in order to spread a "Message." Vashjai has come to destroy that same "Empire."

Within this Nation were many solar systems and planets that housed a numerous number of malicious Gods, Non-Mortals, and Mortals. All under the control of the "Mighty" Three Kings. Speaking of which, these three and their main vanguard were stationed on a large planet with multiple metallic rings surrounding it. It's funny to say it looks like Saturn, considering it's equal to it in size. On that planet was a gas shield that a figure draped in black bashed through as they descended onto the planet. The figure entered the atmosphere at the perfect angle, for this angle's way of entrance was just above a gigantic fortress made of some sort of odd stone. It looked as plain as the castles built in medieval times, England's medieval times. It was at the back of this very fortress that our speeding black figure landed in silence.

*Fwishkk* *Step* * Step *

The figure takes off its silhouette cloak. And as that name implies… it's a cloak that embraces one's body, making them look like a 2D silhouette figure. Best suited for missions in the dark. The figure turned out to be Vashjai himself. He was dressed in a black dress suit with black, matted gloves. Vashjai took out a thick rubber band and used it to place his white dreads in a ponytail. He put the rest of his things in the backpack he brought just before putting on an earpiece.

Vashjai: "I've made it, Tristan. I'll start the infiltration and destruction of its central control planet. Their Three kings will die today."

Tristan: "Right. I'll join you when I finish over here on my end. Their second galaxy faction will fall. They only have a few solar systems left. I'll end it now."

Vashjai: "Copy. I'll get with you cuzzo, over and out."

Tristan: "Roger."

Vashjai scopes out the area as he looks for the best place to enter from.

Vashjai: "Ah, that's perfect right there. Challenge time! I'll finish this before this song ends. But… what to choose? Hmm… yeah, this'll do."

Vashjai pulled out a small device and began to scroll through a huge list of songs he had shown there.

"This young "Shorty Wit The 40" is a straight banger, bruh. 4 minutes is more than enough! Let's MOVE!"

Vashjai kneeled down into a position used by professional track stars. He took a few deep breaths while clearing his mind. The song begins to play, and it is then that he completely cleared his mind and calmed his nerves.

"Ah, much better… now then. I'm just gonna let this hoe get to the beat drop and its game, set match. These people are horrible, so I'll have to end 'em. Plus, they have the info I'll need in order to find HellBlazer's base in Universe 9. Heheheeee."

Random Guard: "Aye? HEY! Who th- AYE! Get your ass over here!"

Vashjai: "I'm the "end" to your meager and pathetic life!"

Vashjai dashes forward, completely draining the guard and 5 more after. He dashes through the side hole found in the fortress. He takes a right down a hall leading directly to the Kings' Keep. Every guard fell in his quake.

Vashjai: "Hmm? I can sense a power scale nearing my own in this form. I'll crush em swiftly. Their skill will definitely pale in comparison to my own."

Vashjai says just as he makes a b-line for the room he could sense the presence from. He ran down a long corridor before reaching a flight of stairs with a man at the top.

Royal Guard, Hamu: "So you're the intruder?! I'm impressed you got this far within just 20 seconds of entering our fortress… but it ends here!"

Vashjai stares with what one would usually think of when they say, "Bland face." He simply stared at the man just before raising his right arm…

Vashjai: "Le Famine De Grando"

Hamu: "What the fuck is-?! My power!!"

Vashjai: "Y'all skill really is lacking…. No! You're a false Royal. Pathetic!!"

Hamu: (Damn, that was… too faaaast.)

*THUMP*

Vashjai: "The real ones should be strong then. Err…. I hope so."

Vashjai dashes down a long hallway with many rooms on each side. It seemed as though each room held a nobody in them. Vashjai ignored them and rushed towards the Kings' Keep.

"Seems as though this fortress isn't full of incredibly strong beings afterall. What a let down man."

Vashjai burst through a large door found at the end of that long hall. On the other side of that door waited a top tier God. One of the few that can decimate a universe.

Royal Top Guard, Setus: "Who the hell are you and why the hell are you here boy!?"

Vashjai: "Oh you'll know who I am once the fighting starts. Just look at my neck tats bruh."

Setus looks closely at Vashjai's neck and notices he has the symbols of Gahwardia tattooed there.

Setus: "Son of a…. There's just no way in hell I'm letting you escape Gahwardian scum! Prepare to die! Lunaaar Quazaaaaar!"

Vashjai: An attack like that does nothing when starved of its energy source. Grand Rapid Famine.

Setus: What the. The attack is being… drained of it's…. Source of energy! But how?!"

Vashjai: It's quite simple Sir Setus.

Setus: What?!

The room began to spin and distort as Vashjai's energy swelled. Setus could sense that they were cut off from their normal reality.

Vashjai: "I used my element to cause a sort of "Famine"... to your attack. Starving it of its energy source, your chi to be exact."

Setus: "Screw that noise! I'll come at you full force!!!"

Vashjai: "Hmmm."

Setus charges straight at Vashjai throwing more than 150 punches within the first decasecond. They were thoroughly blocked and dodged by an unimpressed Vashjai.

Vashjai: (Wish he would've waited for my explanation. My Study is going to have him shook.)

Setus: "Your reaction speed and hand to hand skill are quite admirable young Gahwardian."

Vashjai: "Is that right? Huh. Lemme show you something then Setus."

Setus: "I still wonder as to how the bastard knows my name."

Vashjai quickly vanishes during Setus' vicious flurry of punches.

Setus: "Huh!? But h-how!? Where'd… the bastard go?"

Setus suddenly feels more than 20 blows to his body all at once.

Setus: "Gaaagh!!!"

*FWIP*

Vashjai: "You're not gonna get anywhere in close quarters. You lost when you came this close to me."

Setus: "What!?"

Vashjai: "My famine never stopped. I've been eating your energy, chunks at a time. At the fraction of a millisecond. We did that exchange for exactly one minute."

*THUD*

Setus suddenly falls to his knee. He felt as though he'd just fought a battle for 1,000 years straight at full power. He was almost completely drained.

Setus: *HUFF* *HUFF* "D-dammit. These… techniques and nature. You're… Vash...jai aren't you?"

Vashjai: "Indeed my good sir. It was a good brawl. Rest in peace warrior. Black Lunar-

Setus: "Now that's… a surprise kid."

QUAZAAAR!!!

The dimensional rift opened by Vashjai was competely destroyed along with Setus' body. His soul however, drifted into the realm of the Risen. He was deemed that destiny by Gaia herself.

Vashjai: "I'm low on time so I've already drained the other two. I know their locations so… WAR SPEAR!!!"

Both the other High Royal Guards were pierced at the heart, completely drained and helpless to resist the death before them. They too, rose up to the Risen.

Vashjai: "R.i.p men. Sorry to rush this chapter along, but "Shorty Wit The 40" already at the part where they rob big homie."

Vashjai rushes to the royal chambers where the three kings await his arrival. His speed picked up as he closed in on the massive doors with essence ready and charged in his fist. He crashes clean through the door and their 50-layer barrier. Ready in waiting was the third king in his royal battlesuit.

Vashjai: "It seems I've found my targets. You'll all be dying here! Nothing personal, my brothas. Just gotta get a job done… and some info out of your first ruler of course."

Third King, Rolan Luther stares Vashjai down as they weigh each other up.

Rolan: "I am the third King of the Galaxy Empire, Catheramahl. As you can probably already tell, the power of any of our Royal Guards pales in comparison to ours. Now!... Have at thee!"

Vashjai: "Huh!? Oh my bad, let me cut that off then. Say that bullshit one more time please, Rolan."

Rolan: "How did you know my name boy."

Vashjai: "With my study I can use my senses to identify a person and look into their life and past. I know all about you three. Next is your powers. Lets run it up!"

Vashjai dashes forward at Rolan. Rolan readies himself and enters his royal hand to hand stance. Vashjai throws a rapid 50 punches within the first decasecond, to gauge Sir Rolan.

Rolan: "You're quite impressive, boy! Lets see what you got! KYAA!!"

Rolan parries the onslaught and releases a heavy swing that forces Vashjai back.

Vashjai: "Woah-hoooo, WOWZA! That was incredible Rolan!"

Rolan: "Don't be impressed yet, BOY! The real show has just started. CONTROL!!!"

Vashjai: "What!?"

The room began to bend and fold to the whim of Rolan. He flicked his wrist and all the walls came crashing in on Vashjai in almost an instant!

Vashjai: "AAAAAHH!"

Rolan: "Heh! *FWOOP* *FWOOP* *FWIP*

Vashjai: "Ngh!.... Aaaaah!!!"

Vashjaj was being bounced around like a ping pong ball with no end in sight.

Rolan: "What's wrong boy? You seem to be having quite the struggle getting out if this one, eh?"

Vashjai: "Tch! BLACK KEEPER'S CONTROL!!!"

Rolan: "What!? But how?"

First King: "Ooh?"

Vashjai: "You'll be dying now Sir Rolan! *FWOO* *FWIP* KEEPER'S CATCH!"

The black turned room reached out from every corner. Becoming transparent and hollow as they close in rapidly on Rolan's soul.

Rolan: "I can't seem to gain control of the room! Dammit!!"

Vashjai: "Rest in pea-"

First King: "Break."

Vashjai: "Hmm. I thought so."

Vashjai's attack was decimated by an unseen force sent by the First King. Seems they won't sit by and watch each other fall. It's a three versus one scenario.

Vashjai: "Guess we're not runnin' ones no more eh? For sure."

First King: "I am First King Kula Kaiser III.

Second King: "And I be Rramus Rios Morner II.

Rramus & Kula: "We'll all be crushing you here and now peasant trash of Gahwardia."

Vashjai: "Tch! Yeah… riiiight. We'll see Trio de puny, we'll see.

Rramus: "Grr. Bastard bitch!" *PEW*

Rramus rushes like a laser to crush Vashjai. No holding back has been sensed. He's going for the kill.

Vashjai: "Hehehahahahahaaaa! Guess I'll have to break you weak Kings. Be humbled before… Grand Control Broker Break!"

Vashjai releases a devasting attack meant to completely destroy the zone and empire they're fighting in! 38 days remain until Death's Revival!!!

Next Chapter: I Know Where Haydes Lies!