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@Marcus XVI @olcharlieboi @Zerofighter

As the two man working on the door began cutting though it, the power level behind it would spike, as suddenly, the ship would turn into a fireball, exploding like a bomb. Waves of heat wash over all there, and for the two in the ship, should they not be made of sturdy stuff, may be reduced to ash. Slowly,from the now burning smouldering hole, slowly walks out a creature, his skin an ashen grey, his face hidden behind a skull of a giant goat like creature, that was being worn as a helmet. He stands tall, nearly 9 foot tall. Under his mask, steam slowly rises, smelling of sulfur. Slowly, this creature, seeming to be from the depths of hell itself, turns his head, and stares directly into Mizune's eyes. She could feel his stare. It almost filled her with a dread, not like she'd felt before. She could feel his malice. His anger. His hate.
"........Mizune......" His gruff, deep voice growls out. "...Long time....no see....." He states, before placing a hand on his stomach, onto a place where his skin was a slightly lighter shade of grey. A scar, from a wound long healed. This was a foe from Mizune's past. She'd killed the demon with a rage filled punch, having punched though him. There, he should of been long gone.......but now, he is standing before her again.

And now, behind him, slowly crawling from the wreckage, a alien creature, oddly fish like...this man.
He crawls out of the flames, gasping for air, one of his arms having been lost in the crash. A long trail of bubbling blue liquid trails on behind him, showing how critically injured he was....yet he refused to die. A feat of will, most definitely.
Suddenly, somewhere, a force echoed. Something...was angry. And it was powerful. It decided, this silence, this peace...was to much....

@Tyki
Somewhere, a Drifter wandered, without a home. He drifted to places far and wide, running from a sickness. Running, from something one may even call fate. However, now, as he walked along a dry dirt road, cutting though blazing savannas, he came to a cross roads. Just as he did, a strange insect like man did as well. The two were heading in opposite directions. One, away from fate, and one, rushing to meet it. And, in a literal sense. This strange man saw the drifter, and bowed. He showed respect, to a man he did not know. Mayhap, he could that this drifter, was a warrior. Maybe, he was just polite.
"Hello there. My name is Issac. I see you a traveling from where I seek to go. How fares it?" Issac asks the Drifter, his tone cheery, and oddly sounds a tad like cheeping, like that a cricket. He seems, like an alright sort.
@Zerofighter @olcharlieboi @Marcus XVI
Those that went to discover what the source of the blast was, or those freed by it, would detect a power level not any of the eight of them, and a pillar of smoke billowing into the heavens from a creator in the icy earth. The strange object within looks almost...Dragon like, but was mechanical, thrusters on its underbelly, and its face once might of been the pilots area, as it was a large dome of a glass like material, now shattered and mangled. A ship, maybe? Within this mechanical wonder, two power levels could be felt. One, relatively strong compared to even Mizune, and the other one was fading fast, dying.... They were both within the middle of this ship, and apparently unaware of their visitors.

@Bright_Ops
As he prepares his attack, Shen would no doubt hear a racket from outside, the rustling of leave, and then the sounds of someone moving above. Maybe an assassin, sent to kill him..or...maybe something worse. However, this foe still attempts stealth, as he must be hiding his power level. A foe, ignorant of his own blunder, or counting on it?
Name: Issac Corest: Son of the Swarm.
Age: 15.
Appearance:
Powers: Insectoid Biology: Like his creator, Bug Corest, Issac posseses an acidic biology. Those that spill his blood on him risk being dissolved, should they not be able to withstand the level of acid, which is a scale 6 scale acid, 100x stronger than battery acid, able to break down flesh rapidly, and dissolve bone with no problem.

Trained Swordsman: Issac is an exceptional swordsman, trained since birth by a group of warrior monks he was left with. His style, the violent mantis style, revolves around swift powerful strikes that combos, with many impaling strikes thrown in. With his blade, he is able to sever titanium carbon alloy.

Martial Artist: Without his blade, Issac knows a multiude of martial arts, making him a dangerous hand to hand combatant.

Light weight: Due to his Insectoid Biology, Issac only weights about 40 pounds. As such, he isn't hurt by long falls, and can easily run along walls, and hold onto ledges.
Weaknesses: No Magic: Issac lacks Magic potential, and training, so for the most part lacks a mystical art. As such, those that are able to withstand physical trauma easily will prove a massive challenge to Issac.

Exoskeleton: While being great for defense, Issac's exoskeleton can be a burden when it is broken. Imagine your skin, as bone. Now imagine breaking it...yeaa....oww.
Bio:TBR.
Theme Song: https://youtu.be/GoCOg8ZzUfg
Dragon, Dragon, rock the dragon, Dragon ball Z!
The dbz world has been a calm, and quiet place for 100 years, after Son Goku and Vegeta acsended to god hood, leaving the earth for the time, as their godly duties were forced upon them, with the threat of earth's destruction should they show favoritism to their former home. Now, however, a century of peace was about to be shattered... It was midnight, on the 5th of July, a month before the next world martial arts tournament would be held. Many of earth's mightiest fighters would be training hard, hoping to obtain victory, be it for the cash reward, the bragging rights, or simply to see how strong they've gotten. However, as they may be either sleeping, doing some late night napping/snacking, a bright light streaks across the sky, like that of a shooting star....before a loud rumble could be heard, and felt. Soon, after a moment as the light vanishes beyond the horizon, an explosion could be heard across a vast portion of it. The location of the explosion, was the glacier at the northern pole. Would the heroes rush to the scene, or blow it off as a simple meteor strike? Maybe someone incased in the ice may be awoken...Who knows? Find out next time...On Dragon Ball: Z!
@Weird Tales
Ok, looks fine! I'mma get to work on an opening post.
Name: The mad king of Zorn, Malakai.
Age: 34
Appearance:
Powers: Owner of the Soul Forge: The soul forge, a device of great and terrible power, is a thing that can warp the very soul into powerful tools. As such, Malakai's armor, and sword, which is a two handed great sword, are exceptionally potent. His armor is able to regenerate, and can withstand mountain leveling attacks. His sword is able to cleave though Sc-fi Super Metals, and the flesh of extremely powerful beings.
Insane: Malakai is insane, and from that insanity, evil has bloomed. He has used children to create his armor, and blade, as their souls hold great power. He is willing to destroy anything, and everything. As such, things such as Asura's madness wavelength will do little to this man, who's mind is already driven into a deep madness.
Weaknesses: Only human: Other than his mystical armorments, Malakai is only human, which means he can be offed in a multitude of ways.
Bio: Malakai was once the king of a proud nation, with a beautiful queen at his side, the love of his life, Alicia. However, a rival nation unleashed upon them a war, and he watched as his queen was raped, and killed by the invading barbarians, before he was cast into a deep pit, along with the body of his wife, into a pit that had opened in the earth, a sink hole of sorts, a place where the kingdom threw that which was unwanted. Trapped down there for months, he was forced to consume the body of his wife, to survive. This broke him. Turned him into a wreak...but later, in the winter months, one of the walls of the cavern broke down, and revealed to him the soul forge, a great anvil that one could shape the very spirit with. When a young boy had fallen into the pit soon after, Malakai knew what had to be done......Soon, after years of people, mainly children, falling into the pit, he re-emerged equiped with a array of weapons, and a full suit of armor, forged from the spirits of those that feel into the pit. Singlehandedly he destroyed the current rulers of his land, the next generation past those that over threw him, and plunged his kingdom into eternal chaos, sacrificing children without homes to create weapons and armor for his armies, as he laid waste to the rest of the world. Now, having constructed a portal to other plains, he seeks to venture though out the multiverse, and claim stronger souls, seeking immortality...
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@Weird Tales
Well, when you get your cs finished, I'll see if I approve it. if so, I'll throw ya into the story.
@Zerofighter
Ok, was just making sure.
@kishin asura
Two days is soon enough?
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