After finishing up his steak breakfast at the dinner. He left a sizable tip, and left. Reaching out a hand, he forcibly teared space apart, ripping it apart as if it was cardboard, creating a portal to a completely different location. Stepping through the portal, he suddenly found himself in what looked to be a gym. Complete with punching bags, barbells, and various other objects and machines to aid in working out. This old gym had been Tigers go to spot to workout since he had arrived in dreamworld, and held a special place in his heart. The room itself was modified with extinction dream, adjusting itself to the user’s strength. Because of this, the workouts always remained challenging, regardless of how strong King Tiger became.
“This will be a good place to test out my new ability” King Tiger said to himself.
walking up to one of the punching bags King Tiger pulled his fist back, before launching a full power punch at the punching bag, with enough force to send it flying, even with the rooms added durability.
the punching bag…didn’t budge. It was as if he had never even touched it. It sat their suspended by a steel chain, completely unaffected by a blow that would normally have reduced planets to rubble.
King Tiger smiled and continued to attack the bag, launching his entire arsenal of abilities at the object. And yet….the bag remained still. As if all those attacks were simply gusts of airs from a weak summer breeze.
“Phew, I think I got the hang of it” he said, sitting down on the ground. King Tiger had done it. Developing what he felt to be the ultimate defense. The blows against the punching bag were powerful, more powerful than anything he had used before. Enough to demolish the punching bag and even the entire room around him. And yet….nothing happened. Why?
The answer was causality. Most action can be split into two categories. Cause, and effect. But what would happen if their was no effect after an action? Leaving only the cause? The answer was…nothing. after every blow, every kick, punch, headbutt, and knee that King Tiger performed on the bag, he was simaltiously removing the “effect” of his blows. Reducing even the most powerful attacks he did to nothingness.
King Tiger continued to sit their, wondering if their were ways to increase his defense even further. He knew that while this ability was powerful, their it was guaranteed it would work against the more powerful dreamers, who may have surpassed the bounds of causality entirely. Still though, he was pleased with his efforts and resolved to continue to train himself to reach new heights.
