[DBZ Abridged 60 Part 2 WOOO!]
"What the, everything went black for a few minates. What even..."
"I see. You are beginning to learn. We are controlled by the same person. When they are not actively controlling us, and there's nobody to move existence along in this realm."
I throw a punch,
and I catch it. I attempt to kick The, and I block the attack
"Truly, we have ascended. We fight in perfect melody. We even finish each other's sentances?
Correct. And you called me annoying. Anyway, I need to kill you to get my fourth soul.
Well then, looks like that's something beyond your reach. You are gaining control of yourself, but I still control the world around you! Well you know what. F*** PLOT MANIPULATION! F*** DIMENSION CREATION! AND MOST OF ALL,
F*** YOU!"
(Cue
This)
I dash towards him with rocket boosters, my fist clenched.
A sword inexplicably appears in my hand. I shoot lightning out of it. I dodge out of the way and create a massive army of clones.
"Let's see how you like this! PERFECT CLONE DAKKA!"
The energy shots flow into my body, absorbed.
What?! No! That didn't... Why isn't it working?!?! I begin glowing a bright orange.
"You know, I've thought of absorbing energy to this extent before. But even energy to my normal level of power too much and for too long overwealms me. I honestly don't know what is happening."
"What?! No! This isn't..."
The dimension collpses on itself, and me and Perfect are back where we were before, me back to normal colors.
"Well, I'll just send you back! I'll just..."
I punch Perfect right in his perfect gut.
"Arn't you supposed to be as strong as me? Why are you so slow?"
"I'm not."
Even without full control of the plot, I can still control my own self. I grab onto The.
"What are you doing?!"
I didn't need to send him back. That could wait for later. I grab the sword that I had made, witch was on the ground currently.
"You want your fourth soul? Take it. Farewell, The."
"But you're such an interesting concept! If you die like this, then you'll be almost as big a waste as Raditz! Wait, how did I know who..."
I take the sword. I won't be able to describe it afterwards, so I'll just tell you I die.
"Can't wait to do this again sometime..."
I plunge it into my own head
Perfect's body falls onto the floor. There's no blood, but it still somehow disguts me.
"What"