Majin Khoshai expected to spend the rest of the evening alone, accompanied by nothing other than his own  thoughts...and perhaps the remnant thoughts of that stubborn asshole, Zeno. Little did he know that his newfound "divine Ki" (if it can even be considered that anymore) attracted not just the divine-est of bitches, but also the scum of the underworld as well. And little did he know that Yunzabit Heights would soon become the next stage for the "Khoshai Chronicles: A World of Warfare"


Such a novel title was sure to become a bestseller. 


Khoshai stood upon a high plateau, with his eyes closed and his arms crossed across his chest, seemingly meditating when he heard a strange voice call out from behind him.

"Huh? You're not a Kai!" Something said from behind him.

No shit, Sherlock.


Khoshai remained as still as a statue as the....thing droned on, demanding to know why he had the energy of a Kai, even to the point of near begging the Majin to tell him, despite the fact that the masked creature in question hadn't given the Majin a chance to answer yet.

Khoshai considered ignoring the masked thing until it slinked away into whatever hidey-hole it came from. Yet, there was something else about the creature that caught his attention. Besides the overwhelming stench of decay and death stemming for the creature, he felt an inherent sense of evil, beyond just what one's morality could accomplish. And both Khoshai and Zeno had sensed it before, and both identified what it could be.

"A demon." Khoshai said aloud, while Zeno repeated the same phrase inside of Khoshai's head.

Opening his eyes fully, Khoshai turned to face Sanjugo, looking upon the man's face for the first time. The Majin's first expression was a grimace. A demonic looking mask with strange black fluid dripping from the eyes...the gods above could only speculate what the fuck that was. The rest of his body was unremarkable...except something seemed off about the man, but he couldn't put his foot on it. No matter, he had a feelings things were just about to get interesting.

For he hated this individual more than he had hated anyone in his life.

Khoshai couldn't explain why. Oh wait, yes he probably could. It wasn't his own feelings, it was feelings that stemmed from that damn Shinjin, the Kaioshin Attendant having a deep hatred for demonic creatures, some of it leaking into Khoshai's own prejudice. Khoshai held no hatred for demons, but deemed that this could perhaps be interesting....an interesting opportunity to indulge upon what weren't his feelings....perhaps satiate Zeno's desire to "save the world" and shut the motherfucker up for a bit.

Yes, that sounded good.

Khoshai smiled, looking down on Sanjugo from his higher vantage point.

"My name is Majin Khoshai. Why I have the energy of a God....well, I can't divulge all my secrets to someone who I just met, yes? But you....you are a demon. I can sense your energy from a mile away....nothing in comparison to my own, but something that can grow....yes. You have potential to grow into something more. A God of Creation would wish for someone like you to flourish and live. But no, the God in my head wishes for you to die....oh so very much. His malice almost eclipses yours. How painfully ironic." Khoshai said. Sure, he might of contradicted himself when talking about how he wouldn't divulge his secrets pertaining to his self proclaimed "God status" but at the same time revealed, at least in part, that very secret. But hey, what did he care?

Khoshai yawned lightly, his long tail wrapping around his abdomen as he looked to Sanjugo

"So what about it, child? It would be interesting to test my abilities against someone of the underworld."

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How amusing.


One thing that Khoshai had noticed, was that ever since he had taken on a new form, he had proven a master at pissing other people off. It was an interesting talent that the Majin took extreme pleasure in. It also had a psychological component to him. The more enraged an enemy was, the more effort they'd put into attacking him, only to fail outright and expend their energy too early in the battle.

It was only a matter of time at this rate.

Khoshai only chuckled as Sanjugo proceeded to furiously correct him at dubbing the demon a "child", which apparently was an extreme insult. Khoshai himself was only eight years old, even if his appearance portrayed otherwise. His extreme height (Khoshai currently is seven feet tall) and adult-like build was merely a product of the absorption. Without it, he had the mentality and appearance of a child Majin. But hell, he was still kicking ass then.

But he knew that in most cultures, being called a child as an adult was something of extreme disrespect, and that only spurred Khoshai along to say it more. Eventually, Sanjugo's vehement protests spilled into malicious intent, and the man began to attack. Sanjugo began to charge at him, spitting a small black ball of fluid while simultaneously executing a right hook aimed for the Majin's face.

Only for both attacks to grasp at empty air.

At the last moment before contact, Khoshai had flickered out of view via Rapid Movement, dodging both the ball of black liquid and the first punch. However, he had only moved to Sanjugo's right flank, appearing right besides the creature. As expected, his opponent adapted quite quickly to such a change in position, and landed a single punch upon the tall Majin's right cheek, causing him to turn away from the impact.

"How interesting of you...you're rather quick to adapt. But, if you even wish to defeat me, you're going to have to try a lot harder than that..." Khoshai mocked before his tail unraveled from around his waist, quickly moving to whip Sanjugo across the face, before the tall Majin bent his knees slightly, launching himself clear into the air. Gaining a bit of ground, Khoshai would outstretch both of his hands, simultaneously collecting a large quantity of pink Ki energy into each hand, creating bowling ball size spheres of Pink Ki with blue electricity crackling along the surface of each. He chuckled lightly as his hands dropped slightly, pointing both spheres in the direction of Sanjugo

"Start off with a bang." Khoshai said before he executed both attacks in full, the spheres condensing themselves into highly compact balls of energy, as small as a pea, before exploding forth into gigantic energy waves, shooting from his palms with great force.



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He's pretty quick...


Khoshai smiled as he watched Sanjugo move about, dodging both of his attacks. The demon was quite capable for his power level, for the Majin's movement, despite holding back the majority of his power, still held a big enough punch to be difficult to dodge, yet here Sanjugo was, proving Khoshai a fool.

Little did he know Khoshai was just getting started.

Once again, Sanjugo attacked him with that strange black liquid. While they were not Ki blasts, this weird concoction was also not water, thus it was deemed dangerous by the Majin until proven otherwise. As such, Khoshai decided it was best not to be touched by that thing. In one swift motion, Khoshai sidestepped the sludge, bypassing the liquid and Sanjugo in tow, dropping in altitude so that Sanjugo would fly upwards (as he flew up to attack Khoshai), and Khoshai in turn was moving downwards to the ground.

"You didn't quite get me....no." Khoshai corrected, pointing his finger straight up to the sky. As he raised his finger, pink energy was released from his fingertip in ripples, as if he had just poked a body of water, and ripples were sent through the water upon contact. As if responding to magic, both energy waves that Khoshai had previously sent to the ground suddenly halted in place, then began to bend before shooting full force in the other direction, heading straight for Sanjugo once again!

"Dance for me a bit more, demon." Khoshai mocked as the energy blasts shot towards Sanjugo. In addition to such a powerful barrage, Khoshai reared his arms back, and pink energy once again was charged into both his palms. As he brought his hands together, he released into two massive energy spheres, shooting forward to create a quadruple threat!


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What an interesting response

Khoshai found himself both perplexed and interested by Sanjugo's reactions. The demon seemed to fancy flying straight towards attacks, preferring narrow evasion to a "better safe than sorry" approach. As a consequence, Sanjugo was, as Khoshai expected, shocked to find the attacks that he had evaded early coming back around for a second visit, this time hitting the man square on. However, using this narrow evasion method, Sanjugo successfully evaded the next two blasts, clearing them and continuing on his descent in an attempt to try and attack Khoshai.

Except there was too much distance to clear, and Khoshai simply saw an attack coming from miles away. As Sanjugo expelled another glob of black liquid from his mouth, Khoshai was struck with a sudden curiosity. What the fuck were these things that Sanjugo was so adamant about trying to hit him with? Such assaults have been tried several times throughout the course of this short bout, and already the demon had utilized such attacks several times. Luckily, they were to no avail, but nonetheless. Luckily, Khoshai's curiosity did not trespass into stupidity, and he made sure to steer clear of the black liquid, swiftly moving out of its' attack path. He was never made aware of Sanjugo's weird ability, seemingly rooted in the demon's ability to draw power from his surroundings. However, that was merely because nothing happened to Khoshai. Perhaps the Majin's aura was too strong, or maybe too divine (given his Kaioshin influence) for the demon to properly absorb into his body. The answer to such an enigma laid beyond both Khoshai and Sanjugo's grasp, and was left merely to speculation on the latter's part. To the Majin, even if he was aware of such an attempt to steal his energy, he wouldn't have cared.

For now, it was time for retaliation. Once more, Khoshai stuck his pointer finger out, his finger hitting the air above him and sending pink ripples in a small radius before him. The two attacks from before began to bend, redirecting their trajectory and readying themselves for another go. At the same time, Khoshai stuck out both his pinkie fingers, one on each hand, and began to charge energy into both fingers, pink light emanating from them. In addition for the two energy spheres now rapidly hurtling back for round two with Sanjugo, Khoshai fired two broad finger beams from his pinkie fingers, intent on overwhelming the demon with the sheer quantity of attacks coming at him all at once.

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How perplexing this individual was. When faced with danger, one would usually try to avoid it, not rush to it faster. Yet this demon seemed to rush into what could or could not have been a hit, and then avoid others. It was a rather strange response, and one he didn't exactly understand. Yet, no matter what, he was getting what he wanted, or at least he perceived that he was.

Little by little, he was whittling his opponent down, through indirect attack patterns. His opponent was impressive in his speed, able to narrowly avoid some attacks, but choosing not to avoid others. Was this demon toying with him? It was difficult to wrap his head around, so he did the only logically thing he could think of. He didn't try to wrap his head around it. He would beat this demon into the dust, and move on with his day.

Khoshai's reason for fighting the demon at all was rather simple. He blamed his reason for wishing to fight on Zeno's innate hatred for the demon. Sure, the feeling was overwhelming present, but Khoshai's actions were never dictated by Zeno's emotions, they were merely a part of him. No, his real reason was to test this power of his against various enemies, and to learn to control his energy more, and to adapt to his newly attained divine energy. His battle with Jadus back in East City was a fine display of what could happen if Khoshai expended too much energy in a short amount of time, along with the limitations of his access to Zeno's true power. He needed to remedy both predicaments.

As Sanjugo drew close, Khoshai bent his knees, ready to move out of the way. However, there was a slight miscalculation in his retreat, and when Khoshai moved back, Sanjugo fired another large bullet of black ooze. And for the first time, he was struck by the black fluid.

And fuck, did this shit burn.

It struck the center of Khoshai's left arm, right at the elbow joint. The Majin grit his fanged teeth, and howled, turning his head up to the sky, his scream of frustration and pain echoing through the heavens. For a moment, Khoshai's power level skyrocketed as a pink aura enveloped him. His power level continued to climb up and up and up, reaching a high point of around thirty thousand before it rapidly began to drop back down to four thousand. Grimacing, Khoshai pulled off that entire left arm, throwing the limb aside, the acid having eaten through half of that arm. With a profound popping sound, Khoshai regrew that arm.

""How impressive....I did not expect something like that to cause so much pain....tsk!" The Majin spat before take a deep inhale, his stomach ballooning outwards as oxygen filled his body. As he did so, pink colored electricity began to crackle along his skin, a visible representation of the Ki the Majin was charging. Finally, in a rather overdramatic exhale, Khoshai released his energy in a violent gust of wind in the form of a scream, sending shockwaves rippling in front of him.





The wind, sent in a pressurized stream, rocketed outwards with the gale force of a hurricane, making it so that if it came into contact with Sanjugo, the impact force would be similar to being hit by a truck, and would most certainly knock him for a loop.

But, of course, it wouldn't be a real battle if that was the only attack he was willing to dish out, right?

No, of course not. As he drew close, Khoshai's hands forming snakeheads, his own Ki enhanced melee attacks a blur of movement as he aimed to unleash precise, overwhelming impact force upon the demon's pressure points. Finally, Khoshai would move to unleash a finishing attack upon Sanjugo, only to vanish at the last second, flickering out of the way via Rapid Movement, conducting a masterful feint. Khoshai would appear again behind the masked demon, charging a tiny, compact pink Ki sphere in his right hand, the sphere about the size of a pea in size, with the electricity stemming from the pea sized sphere filling the rest of his palm. However, when the sphere burst, it unleashed a vicious broad energy wave upon Sanjugo.


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