Pendulum Room

Pendulum Room

Hard Quest

Requirement: Must have completed Guardian's Trial.

Reward: 1,500 zeni and +1,400 bonus XP.

After completing his trial, Kami takes you to the Pendulum Room. It takes you back in time to face a an ancient villain, more powerful than yourself. You must survive this encounter to reap the rewards of Kami's special training.
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Yamcha smirked with puar about to go fishing until he got a psychic message from kami. Come to the lookout, I'm having Popo test you for something before i have you do the last bit of training, plus there someone i'd like you to meet.

Yamcha was infront of his house. He then told Puar to stay back and that he'll return shortly. He then gathered his energy and pushed it underneath his foot bottoms as he lifted off the ground and flew upwards. He headed on a diagonal, his scouter telling him where mr popo was. He flew towards Korin's Tower then as he got close to it, shot upwards on a speedy straight.

As he ascended upwards, he noticed Korin's tower above him, he missed the cat hermit but today was special. He had to finish up his training and past Popo's test. He shot past korin's tower and shot right up on a straight, passing through clouds that floated above him.

Soon within moments, he reached the bottom of the lookout. He then manuvered around it and landed on the top. Mr. Popo was there to greet him.

"Hello Yamcha, Kami is waiting for you but before you go there is one thing i have to do." He then walked up to yamcha and plucked one of his hairs off his head. Yamcha then frowned. "Alright, that wasn't pleasent but if this is part of the test then so be it."

Mr Popo then takes out a doll and places the hair on the doll. He then closed his eyes and placed the doll on the ground. His hands started to glow and within moments, the dummy came to life. It looked like Yamcha but with a white mask over his face.

The masked fighter shot forward and preformed the wolf fang fist. The first strike was a sharp jab to the solarplex by means of the right fist that was clenched which Yamcha blocked with his right hand. The second blow was a shot to the liver with the left hand clenched in a clawed form. Yamcha slapped that away too with his knee.

The masked fighter then fired a ki wave at point blank. "Yamcha's scouter beeped as it detected the energy manipulation and he created an afterimage for the blast to go through. He then appeared below the masked fighter and preformed a mule kick which was done by his hands being on the ground, palms gripping the foundation of the tiles below him and launching his feet towards the masked fighters back. But Yamcha hit an afterimage of the masked fighter.

Yamcha then rolled to his left as the masked fighted came from above to nail him with a twin knee drop. Yamcha then used flight to spin around and launched a kick with his right leg towards the masked fighter who just raised his left wrist and blocked it.

Yamcha then shot his left leg to hit the masked fighter in the back of his head. This is the toughest training session i've had, the guardian is no joke... he thought to himself as he felt the hit land to the back of the masked fighter's head.

The masked fighter flew a bit and Yamcha got to his feet and ran at him hard, cupping his hands to his right hip and thrusting them fully forward as the masked fighter got up only to be hit with a normal, non charged super kamehameha wave.

There was no way for him to block the attack in time and as it was launched, the masked fighter put his hands infront of his upper body where his pecks were, making a triangle with his two hands in the center of his chest and discharged a tribeam.

The blasts hit and exploded, but as the smoke cleared, both Yamcha and the masked fighter that looked like him were grappling while standing. Mr. Popo was pleased. "Okay, thats enough. Very good. You weren't overwhelmed by yourself. You are ready for the next step of training."

And with that, Mr. Popo pointed at the masked fighter and he turned into a Yamcha doll. Mr. Popo then picked it up and Yamcha walked to the throne room where Kami was waiting for him.

As he entered the throne room, he saw Kami sitting on his throne, he seemed to be in a deep meditation which seemed impossible to break. As he walked in, his scouter picked up a saiyan fighting power within the lookout.

I wonder who that could be... He asked himself as he waited for Kami to come out of meditation. Maybe he was seeing if Yamcha was patience. If this was the case then Yamcha stood and waited for him.

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Broly was waiting below for the Guardian's other student, a man who was supposedly the strongest human on Earth. Personally, Broly was not impressed. The fact that he was only human spoke volumes about his potential; it would not be as high as Broly's, a potential enhanced by his Saiyan heritage. He knew however, that any student of that wily old codger's would be formidable. After all, Broly himself served an example. His power level seemed to be ever rising, growing higher with every passing day on the pathetic hovel known as Planet Earth. For some reason, this place drew out the true strength in him. Was it the trickery he was being forced to put up with? No. Kami's Trial had not made him much stronger, physically. All it had really served to do was enhance the determination already instilled in him by his genetics. He needed to finish the old man's tasks, he needed to access the Pendulum room. That was why he was so docile, at the moment described.

Today was the day that Kami was supposed to let him in there, to experience a brand of training previously unknown to the Legendary Warrior. It was promised to be both exhilarating and effective, two things Broly enjoyed hearing in any description. However, he was still forced to be patient as the old man prepared his task. Right now, he was meditating inside of some throne room, with the other fighter. That fighter was supposed to help Broly deal with his task, but in truth, the best he was hoping for was that this guy wouldn't get in his way. If he was unable to experience the full effect of the Pendulum room because of whatever this guy was supposed to do, he would be beyond pissed off. What would he even be there for? Was their training to be like a spar, or something? Either way, it promised to be an irritating trip for him. Broly was after all, fairly antisocial. He preferred to destroy humanity, as opposed to work alongside it.

As a mental crack sounded in his head, the warrior turned to open the door he'd been leaning against. Stepping inside of Kami's thrown room from the back entrance was something he had chosen to do. Had he wanted to, he could have met the other guy at the front door and helped him with the first challenge of the day, the Challenge of Self. Broly had managed to best himself earlier in the day, but nowhere near as effectively as his soon-to-be ally. Whereas Yamcha had effectively demolished his opponent at the end, Broly had to scrape and fight for every inch of ground, only managing to come out on top at the very end with a devastating, surging hook to the face. The scratches were still clear on his body and blood was still dripping lazily from a few of his cuts, but he did his best to avoid displaying his discomfort. It never paid off to look weak in front of someone you perceived as an enemy. However, as he emerged from around the old man's throne, he could only marvel at his partner for the day.

The man stood with a firm conviction, but to Broly he just looked ridiculous. His hair; who had hair like that? Jaw dropping slightly in astonishment at the man's appearance, the warrior found himself unable to do more than cross his arms and lean against the old codger's throne, which he was now rising from. Kami stood tall, planting his staff on the top step to the throne in an attempt to garner their attention. It was clear that he was addressing Yamcha more than he was Broly, but that bothered the Saiyan little. He fucking hated bugs or slugs or whatever the hell Kami was anyway. Being ignored by such an annoying presence was more of a relief than it was a punishment for him. That wasn't to say that Broly reciprocated, however. He was definitely focused on the older creature's words, as he voiced the pair's task for the day. He was deeply interested in this Pendulum Room.

"Yamcha. It is good to see you, once more. Today, you will be facing a challenge unlike any you have ever faced before. You will enter the Pendulum Room, a chamber that has rarely been used in the past. It will transport you through time, to a moment of great adversity. If you can survive, you will gain experience and power beyond any growth you've ever experienced. You will have learned almost everything I have to teach you."

It was clear to Broly that Yamcha must have learned more from Kami than he had. Snorting briefly, he turned to appraise the man once more, this time in a more inquisitive manner. Yamcha's body was well built, sturdy. For a human, he was very muscular. It was clear to him that he must have been a prospective mate for any human female, because of several factors. Among them, his strength, his obvious natural agility and when paired with his clearly wild nature? He was surprised the man wasn't too busy with all the tail hanging off of him to train. It must have taken a great level of personal control to avoid indulging in the more wild pleasures of the universe and had Broly been a more rational, or giving man, he would have admired that about the warrior before him. Instead, he preferred to ignore any of Yamcha's fine points, focusing more upon any types of fault he could find in the man.

"Broly will be accompanying you to a time he should find familiar. Please, allow Mister Popo to escort you to the Pendulum room."

Though he hadn't said much, Broly could already tell where they were being taken. He had experienced from above, only a day ago. They were being taken to the original Super Saiyan's rampage throughout the first Planet Vegeta. That old bastard was truly attempting to show Broly the error of his ways, then. However, it obviously wasn't having the effect intended. As the old man sat down on his throne, he could have sworn Broly had begun to follow Popo out with a big, flashy grin upon his features. Was it possible that he was excited to deal with the Legendary Super Saiyan? Knowing Broly, it wasn't too far fetched. What else did he live for but for battle? Engaging a superior opponent and coming out alive must have been the biggest reward possible for any Saiyan, but would he think the same way when he experienced the Legend's rampage? Only time would truly be able to tell.

Inside of Broly's head, thousands of thoughts were swirling around. He wasn't even paying attention to the route they took, or anything of the sort. He was more focused on what the Human would be experiencing; had he ever watched a rampage of the Legendary Super Saiyan's caliber? He didn't assume so. The Legendary Super Saiyan's assault on the planet had been easily visible from Orbit, his aura a several dozen mile wide series of flames and fires, all of them crackling busily as they consumed the entire planet with their ferocity. For Yamcha, if he was as strong as Kami had claimed, it would be a ferocious battle. For Broly? It would be a rare learning experience. He would be able to see what had caused the older Saiyan to consume himself with power, to go insane. With that knowledge, he could avoid sharing the same fate and find his own form of self-satisfaction. If he was lucky? That already irritating human would meet a swift death inside.

He hadn't even done anything to Broly, so much as said a word; Broly just couldn't stand other people most of the time. Especially other people who were supposed to be mighty.

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Broly's TWC: 1,341
Combined TWC: 2,141 (43% Completion)

Yamcha was in the throne room as the old namekian called Kami got up from his throne and placed his guardian staff while holding it on the ground infront of him, getting his attention. He then spoke with wisdom.

"Yamcha. It is good to see you, once more. Today, you will be facing a challenge unlike any you have ever faced before. You will enter the Pendulum Room, a chamber that has rarely been used in the past. It will transport you through time, to a moment of great adversity. If you can survive, you will gain experience and power beyond any growth you've ever experienced. You will have learned almost everything I have to teach you."

He wondered what awaited him in the pendelum room that he spoke of. He was quite interested in this training of old.He also wondered why Roshi and Korin never told him about this place in kami's palace on the lookout.

Hrm, maybe they never made it this far in their training...or maybe kami didn't think they were ready for it. Either way, i'm going to make the most of this training session that has been presented. [i]

Yamcha then looked around and spotted a big saiyan that looked mean and hard, his muscles bigger then Yamcha's. He pressed a button on his scouter and got a reading on the saiyan.

[i] Holy fuck! This saiyan's strong, one of the strongest saiyans i've ever met...stronger then Bardock! He thought to himself as he looked at the fighting power read out on his scouter's green lense. Kami then spoke once more.

"Broly will be accompanying you to a time he should find familiar. Please, allow Mister Popo to escort you to the Pendulum room."

Yamcha then spoke. "Broly right, well i'm Son Yamcha of Wolf and Turtle. It's nice to meet someone who's as serious with training as I am. I would have done this earlyer but kami saw that i had some weaknesses in me and asked me to work on them before i would gain the privilage of this training."

Yamcha then smiled. "Your big and strong Broly, and Kami said we're going to a time you'd find familiar. He really must want you to learn something then knowing him. But do you want to learn is the question. I just hope you find this experience entertaining as well as educational."

Soon Yamcha followed Mr. Popo from out of the throne room where Kami resided in and went with him to the pendelum room, knowing that Broly would soon follow. He didn't know much about Broly after seeing him for the first time, nor did he ever hear of him terrorising earth or training with his masters. He was more interested in how both of them would work as a team together.

The two then left the throne room together, ready for anything that the past would dish out. Mr Popo spoke to both of them as he got to the door of the pendelum room.

Okay, now remember this is a training exercise. You can't die in here so work hard and work together. It's the only way your going to make use of this training.

And with that, Mr. Popo opened the door. Yamcha and Broly went inside the dark room which had a pendelum on the ceiling swinging back and forth. As the two went in and Mr. Popo shut the door behind him. The pendelum stopped and began to glow with energy as the surrounding began to change. Within moments, their minds were opened by the pendelum on the ceiling and were now on new vegeta in the past.

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The room began to change and shift, the slow ticking of the pendulum fading from earshot with every passing second. It was obvious that the room was beginning to take effect on the pair, transporting them to the Planet Vegeta. The room gave way first to an overwhelming blackness, surrounding the clock face that they stood on. Neither of them would have been able to see past their fingers, much less each other. The world was obviously being prepared, taking them to the optimal moment in the Super Saiyan's rampage. If it picked the wrong moment, they would be sent back as quickly as they had come. Something like that would have best been described as something Broly liked to call, "annoying as hell". The very thought was enough to stir a restless sensation in him, but he fought it back without much thought. He knew things would be getting hot and heavy soon, and if he couldn't even combat his mind, how would he combat this threat they were being forced to face?

Slowly, the world began to build around them. Pieces of rubble and smoke began to materialize along the floor, slowly building into piles and walls that seemed to have been shattered by something dangerous. Fires slowly sprang to life, noiselessly dancing in the air as things formed. In the distance, darkness gave way to bright daylight. The crazy bastard had been insane enough to rampage throughout Vegeta in the middle of the day? Broly was forced to give him credit. It took some hefty huevos to do that kind of thing, no doubt. It looked as though he didn't even fear the possible repercussions, the possible blow back that could result from tearing through a great portion of the city's urban centers. It was so Broly-like that it almost wasn't funny, but the idea of Saiyans enduring hardship was fucking hilarious to Broly. It made him crack a smile, which wasn't an easy task by itself.

Suddenly, the world roared to life. Buildings could be seen collapsing in the distance, and a chorus of screams could be heard ringing out from ahead of them. Shouts and orders were being carried over the air, as if any true coordination had been abandoned. It was obvious that this was toward the end of the Saiyan's rampage, where he had been about to self destruct. The smell of smoke was heavy in the air, accentuating the devastation that was their surroundings. They had materialized in the middle of what looked to be an elevated and grand plaza, obviously a meeting place for some kind of royals. The main city was visible, sprawled out before them. Broly was briefly forced to wonder why they had been placed in plain sight; though the High Ground was usually a tactically sound advantage, he couldn't say it made him any more comfortable. Being in plain sight of a universally recognized menace was never a boon.

For even though he knew they couldn't die here, he had the sneaking suspicion that they were still able to feel severe pain and mortal wounds. Broly narrowed his eyes as he surveyed the city scape below, searching for any signs of their target. The Legendary Super Saiyan was famous for being extremely destructive; any traces of his path would be easily discernible among the ruins of this city. All he had to look for was the blow back of energy, or the scattering of entire buildings. The man wasn't able to control his energy very well, after all. So why was it taking Broly longer to find him? The answer, though not very surprising to any reader, was hella surprising to the Legendary Warrior from the present day. He had been too consumed in his search to check the most obvious place; directly behind them. It suited Kami to throw them into a burning fire, after all. Why hadn't he considered it sooner?

The man's voice was what had alerted him to his presence. It was gruff, distinct. It forced Broly to turn around at the very sound of a familiar voice. He had heard it once before, inside of the Trial he'd participated in the other day. Though, he had to admit, he hadn't taken the old fucker seriously. Something inside of him had wanted to deny it, wanted to reject the truth that was so very right before his eyes. Was it the hopeful optimist inside of him, or had it been the irrepressible pessimist personality he had come to harbor? Unlike the question of who possessed the gruff voice, Broly was not quite positive of the answer. It could have been any number of things that had caused him to deny the truth. It may have been because he was hoping the old man had been lying to him, in that astral space. Either way, it seemed he had been wrong. That old codger really had been the Legendary Super Saiyan.

"Who the fuck are you people?"

Broly was quite frankly, displeased by the man's tone. The man's appearance was nearly enough to stop him from voicing his opinion, however. He was especially muscular, his head covered in spiked golden hair that seemed too angelic to be real. He wore nothing but a long, brown cloth around his legs, surrounding the both of them. Around him was a fiery aura of heavenly energy, blazing in the breeze; it was easily more dangerous than any fire on the planet. Had Broly been able to sense ki, he would have felt the first stages of fear, a sensation of paralysis. Unfortunately for him, he knew no such emotion. So, he simply glared down his nose at the man, who was easily just as tall as he was. That itself was a first; not many people matched him in height, but he didn't seem to notice it. He didn't care. This old bastard had pissed him off well enough.

To Yamcha, it would have been clear exactly how powerful the man was. Energy was practically dripping off of every pore, falling off of him in lazily lifting waves. He couldn't possibly have kept control of it all if he tried, something that no one could have blamed him for. His energy signature was the only one easily detectable for miles around, signalling to any warrior capable of paying attention that he had decimated the population. The question was, what had caused him to do something so vicious? Broly, ever the word-conscious warrior, spoke with his usual elegance, careful to illustrate his purpose on Planet Vegeta for this enigmatic man.

"The bane of your fucking existence, old man."

His words rose over the suddenly howling wind, but only barely. It seemed to be picking up with every passing second, because of the man's growing distaste for the new arrivals. Whoever these people were, it was obvious that they were either Saiyan Rejects or some kind of alien species. If the latter was true, they had picked a really shitty time to land on planet Vegeta. This was the middle of the Great Saiyan's Rampage, a ravaging the planet would not be fated to survive. As the elder warrior's eyes narrowed, it was obvious that he was locking more onto Yamcha than he was Broly. He seemed more impressed by his might, his strength. Whatever place the shorter fighter had come from, he possessed far more strength than the Saiyan at his side. The Super Saiyan was forced to grin through fanged teeth, ignoring the upstart's comments with obvious distaste.

"From where have you come, boy? You're no Saiyan, I can tell you that. Come at me, and prove to me your might!"

At this, Broly became visibly enraged. A pillar of energy shot up around him as he suddenly blasted forward, his body exploding from it's resting position to soar over the cracked ground beneath him. The old Saiyan didn't even turn his head as Broly came in to attack, still focusing upon Yamcha; he was curious as to what type of man he would prove to be. Would he be wild and unrestrained, or reserved and calm? He supposed he would find out with the next few moments' worth of action. Still grinning as Broly's strike came, the older fighter raised up his right hand and more or less bitch smacked the fighter to the side, paying no heed as he went flying into a pile of rubble to the right. He was not the interesting one in the pair, obviously. Why would he care about some puny Saiyan?

Never before, had Broly been thought of that way.

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Broly's TWC: 2,782
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Yamcha looked around the planet vegeta, the gravity was stronger then earth's gravity but yamcha always trained in high gravity so this was nothing. He then looked into the sky to see a full moon covered by clouds. He remembered what happened to the child he babysat when he looked at the full moon and smirked. no moon, no problem He thought to himself.

Yamcha saw the legendary saiyan speak and laughed. "Your the one we're fighting, your powerlevel is so low.." Yamcha then thought to himself Stop. Don't get cocky, first find out how much of his power he's hiding then make your move

Yamcha sensed his spiritual pressure coming from the old man's spiritual pulse and yelled. "Broly watch out! He's stronger then he looks! I sense a deep well of energy comming from his spiritual pulse!"

He then gathered his spiritual energy and braced himself with his arms across his chest in an 'X'. The wolf master then yelled. "Ahhh!!!!" His energy went inside his body and his violet aura came about his body, wind was being pushed every where about his physical citizen as he powered up to his maximum.

Suddenly his hair started to flicker silver in and out as he began to transform. His physical body bulked up quite a bit, his biceps, triceps, glutes, thighs and even his shoulder blades began to increase in size. His eyes which were black were now turning silver along with his hair. Ontop of his hair, little ears that looked like fox ears started to develop. His hands turned into claws. Everything around him started to lift up from his shear power.

After his transformation was complete Yamcha shot forward and with his new power, and yelled. 'Wolf Fang Fist' and what appeared to be a wolf swiping the legendary saiyan was Yamcha in his transformation slashing him with percision towards the old saiyan's chest with his right clawed hand. As the saiyan got slashed, he drew blood. This made yamcha crazy since his transformation made him part beast.

Yamcha then rushed forward with a shoulder thrust which should have pushed the legendary saiyan back but he punched his shoulder, displacing it out of the socket. Yamcha then fired a ki wave from his left hand which was aimed at his gut. The blast exploded on the legendary saiyan and yamcha got onto the ground. He then put his right hand on the ground and with a thrust from his upper body, put his right arm back into the socket.

The legendary saiyan got mad and roared. "You human...no...you not human...not no more." Yamcha then got up and dove feet first towards the legendary saiyan, still using wolf fang fist to focus his ki into his thighs and launch numerous kicks to the chest of the saiyan who just stood there and took all 10 kicks. Yamcha then backflipped after the last kick, his right foot nailing the chin of the legendary saiyan. Sending him airborn. THe legendary saiyan then stopped in mid air and looked at the moon which made him transform into an ozzaru. His clothes ripped and a giant ape like monkey landed back on the ground roaring with rage.

Yamcha in his transformed state, put his hands infront of him in a triangle facing the ozzaru and yelled. "Kaioken...times 14!!" Suddenly a ruby red aura came about his body and fueled him with power.

Yamcha then discharged a MASSIVE Tribeam at the ozzaru who was running towards him. The massive tribeam hit the oozaru and sent him flying away from both Broly and Yamcha. The ruby red aura then subsided from Yamcha

Yamcha thought that this would be the end of the ozzaru, but as he was on his back, he then roared and started to gain more power. Yamcha's scouter was beeping loudly. As he got the reading he yelled. "Holy fuck! This is insane, i've never dealt with something this strong before!!"

The ozzaru then got up to his feet and began to transform once more. Soon the legendary ozzaru turned gold with spiked hair on the top of his skull and a gold tail. The ssj ozzaru then ran forward towards Yamcha. Yamcha then yelled out. "Kaioken...times 10!!" and pumped his arms with his palms facing the ssj ozzaru, firing numerous blasts at the beast which pushed him back a bit. The ssj ozzaru then roared and the planet started to shake.

"Holy shit Broly! I think i got him mad, he's hurt though so i think we can beat him, or better yet, make him beat himself." He yelled. The ssj ozzaru then roared louder and louder, the planet starting to break up and crack. Yamcha shot up into the sky and started gathering spiritual energy with his hands in a triangle shape close to his upper body.

He was glowing with power. "Don't worry, i'll save us both!!" Yamcha began to collect energy which went right into the triangle shape he formed his hands into. He then yelled. "Kaioken...Times 20!!" A raging ruby red aura then came about Yamcha giving him even more power.

Yamcha with all this power, aimed towards the ssj ozzaru and yelled. 'Neo Tri-Beam!!" Soon a Tribeam was launched, hitting the ssj ozzaru, followed by another and another. This volley of Tri-beams continued until Yamcha coulden't fire any more and the ozzaru was roaring in pain from each one. With each roar, the planet cracked and shook even more. With the last Tri-beam, the planet exploded from the ozzaru's rage, killing Yamcha and Broly at the same time as well as the legendary golden ozzaru.

Yamcha and Broly found themselves back in the pendelum room, unmarked and alright. He then turned to broly. "That was fun, scary but fun. It was good working with you, we should make a habit of it." He said, awaiting Mr. Popo to let them out of the pendelum room

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Broly awoke on the cold floor, his body in shockingly perfect condition considering the bitch smacking he'd just endured. Though he remembered the feel of the pain across his cheek, connecting with his face like a crack of lightning, he could only imagine the battle he had experienced with Yamcha. Silently, Broly pushed his body up off of the clock-face themed floor with his left hand, glancing around the room for confirmation of their return. Popo was now standing before the pair of them, staring intently while they regained their bearings. It wasn't clear to the Saiyan whether or not he was pleased, what with the eternally contended grin that the bastard wore. For all he knew, Popo could have been storing a hidden powder keg of rage, that was never to be seen by anyone in neither his, nor Yamcha's natural lifetime. He could only imagine what stresses living with a creature like Kami could have induced, but none of them that he imagined were very bearable.

Personally, he'd have rather stabbed himself repeatedly with a plastic spoon. At least the plastic spoon would eventually break. Shaking his head free of the disorientation that the pendulum room had brought him, Broly stood up cautiously, turning a black eye to Yamcha to assure himself that the warrior had returned alongside him. Even though he knew now that one could not die in the Chamber, he wasn't altogether certain that someone could have actually made it back from the explosion of a planet. The explosion itself drew a blank for the warrior, but he knew that was how the battle had ended. There was no other way for the fight to have concluded, in honesty. He doubted Kami would have sent him to the planet just to experience the middle of the rampage. They had likely been sent in at the end, toward the conclusion if anything. Hell, maybe they had been the force that stopped the rampage and forced him to blow up the planet. Yet, he still refrained from asking Yamcha about it. He didn't need to.

Turning his attention to Popo once more, he followed the little genie out after his signal to do so. Mister Popo led them back to the throne room, a walk that was both boring and completely illusion breaking. For such a trip as the pendulum room, he was displeased to be revealed to the bland reality that was life on Earth. For some reason, the vista of Old Vegeta was still stuck firmly in his head. He had never experienced his home planet before, much less his race's origin. What had life been like, on Vegeta? Was it a harsh desert world as he had assumed, where the strongest were the only survivors? Or had it been an oasis world, where the Saiyans were actually at peace as opposed to fixed permanently at war? Shit, Broly couldn't imagine growing up in a society filled with artists and pansies. So, that experience was ruled out completely. Still, the thoughts of Planet Vegeta lingered on his mind, reluctant to leave him.

What was it, that left that sub-par vista ingrained in his mind?

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Yamcha was on his back laying on the ground sweating bullets from the explosion of the planet. He then remembered his training from korin to clear his mind from all stress, and that fight was pretty stressful. He shut his eyes and cleared his mind, concentrating his inner powers. Soon the sweat lessened and after a few moments, he stopped sweating entirely. Yamcha felt his body once more and got to his feet.

"Wow, that was extreme Broly, i had to go all out to beat him...sorry i stole the show from you. But now you know my true power and i hope we don't have to come to blows on opposing sides. I woulden't like that. Find peace in earth culture my friend and remember. I know you."

With that, Yamcha then followed Mr. Popo out of the room and went back to see Kami in the throne room.

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