Abilities: Armament Haki(Equipped), Pillar of Light, Rough Knuckle
Items: N/A
Traits: Tough as Nails, Mithril Skeleton
Skills: N/A
Familiars: N/A
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You know something he realized while flying to that mountain? The fact that he is moving places is because the blood in the other cave could attract predators. And what is he doing right now? bringing in a delicious cooked gazelle-thing to what might end up being his new home.
It seems very counterintuitive if you ask him. But at the same time, he does not want to land to eat this thing. And he realizes that since there is a distinct lack of any predators able to reach him up here... then why should he land? Besides, it's already too dark, and the moonlight doesn't illuminate shit.
This place has several moons, and yet none of them are full. Sure as hell is a beautiful sight to look up and see all the stars and other things in the night sky, though.
And it's not like he needs to eat the whole corpse, just one side of it was cooked well enough for him to eat properly, the rest he can just throw away for whatever down there to eat. He'll have to look for a source of water to drink and bathe himself as well once the sun is up, and all this blood covering his body is not good for several reasons.
The biggest one is that the dried-up blood honestly feels disgusting and weird against his skin. At least he's not queasy about it. "I wonder if I used to hunt back in my previous life. Hm." Bell says out loud as he rips another piece of the gazelle to idly munch on. "Don't remember Belluper ever turning into an Oozaru, tsk. This guy really never went out during the night." Munch, munch. "Gravity here is at least double that of Vegeta's. Nothing evolved around this planet to take flight, and all the animals here are bulkier than those on Earth. Even the Lashers are practically made outta muscle."
He snaps his fingers in realization. "Skull Crawlers! That's what they looked like!" Shit, that was one thought in the back of his mind that was itching ever since he thought about them. practically the same thing, but not bony looking. "Heh, the sky's free for me to take and I'll gladly fill this niche!" Finally, he finished eating what he could of the cooked parts. "Thanks for the meal, alien gazelle... thing." He grabs tightly against the base of one of the beast's horns, and with a grunt of effort, he snaps it off. "You are gonna be a new tool for me to carve shit." His Armament Haki briefly covered most of the horn and nodded in satisfaction.
What is left of the corpse is released, and he releases a sound of surprise at how fast it actually comes crashing down. "Oh, right, gravity is actually really intense. Huh," he wonders how heavy the gazelle actually was, probably a few tons before the upped gravity even hit. "This guy might have never trained a day in his life, but just walking around this planet is a workout."
Bell knows that looking for a safe spot to sleep now is a waste of time given how dark it is. And besides... There is no way in hell he could ever sleep right now. He's waaaaay too full of energy as it is. "Getting placed in this body and healed must have given me a boos- Wait," The Saiyan looks down at himself, tracing the scarred flesh with the hand not holding the horn. "Zenkai. Holy shitballs, I just got a zenkai from coming back to life!"
His palm pressed against his forehead, and a disbelieving smile took hold of his face. "This is- this is why it's so much easier to move around now! It's not just the new skeleton and Tough as Nails working off of each other! I am literally several times stronger than before!" Punching the cave earlier wasn't just a feat of his new Armament Haki, no, his Haki was barely trained and therefore at the bottom when it comes to increasing his power.
That was mostly him. Sure, everything else changed, but... he's just that much more powerful after dying and coming back to life. "Patron, if you were here right now, I would give you a big wet kiss!" And that is not a lie, he would do that shit with no hesitation, even if whoever sent him to this Universe looked like Danny DeVito.
Scratch that, if the thing looked like Danny DeVito he would do more than just a kiss. That man is a sex icon.
Ahem, he's gone off topic. What is important is that he's more powerful in every aspect compared to Belluper. Bell is faster, stronger, smarter... the whole package deal. And right now he ain't tired or exhausted.
So he has no reason to stop and sleep when he can see just how much he can push his body before he feels his endurance take a significant hit. Which, thanks to Tough as Nails... might take a while.
And so he braces himself and flies. Pushing invisible muscles more and more to get as much of a velocity boost as he can. Every so often he is forced to make a full stop to charge up his Ki again, then he repeats the process. Fly straight forward as far as he can. Stop. Charge. Turn around. Fly as far as he can.
The entire place might be covered in a veil of darkness with only the faint glow of the moons up above, but despite that, he can FEEL that he is getting farther away with every stop. Maybe it is just a couple of feet at the start...
But once he notices that dawn has come, he is definitely moving a yard or so away.
After several hours of flying, he finally stops to rest and flies down to take a seat on a tree branch thicker than his entire body. Even if he lies on it, there would still be plenty of room for his head and feet in all directions. "Phew... I'm beat! Haah... haaah..." His chest is rising up and down at a quick pace, and despite being covered in sweat, he is still smiling like an idiot. "That's a workout and a half right there, if I keep going... Imma def pass out."
Getting used to using Ki is one of his top priorities, and if he finds a way to fly while sleeping, then that is even better. But right now he needs to be able to live with his Ki and use it without actively focusing on it. Ki is in a way like a muscle, he can exercise it all he wants, but that will only increase the quality. If his mind can't control it in the right way, then all he'll be doing is burn away Ki like it's no one's business.
Mind and body have to work as one.
Bell furrowed his eyebrows as he rested, idly drumming his fingers against the tree bark as he thought about the next step. "I need a schedule, just pushing myself to my limit every day is not going to put it. Goku said that too much training is torture, not training," Or something like that. "And Vegeta learned on Yardrat how to meditate to cultivate and refine his Ki."
Training and then Meditation.
Food, water, training, meditation, sleep.
He needs to eat at least three good meals a day so he can stop being so malnourished. Only berries and fruits allowed Belluper to stay alive but that's not enough, Bell needs protein and more food means more energy to burn.
"Eugh, definitely need a bath too." Somehow all that sweat and him flying off had cleaned the blood away from his body, but that didn't mean he didn't feel disgusting with how clammy his body feels right now. "Bleh!"
But he's content with how his first day went. Even now he's not feeling particularly tired.
The Saiyan blinks twice and takes a seat on the branch while craning his head to look behind himself. "A tree house. I could make a tree house instead." He pushes himself up and walks up to the trunk of the tree. "Those things do not know how to climb trees, and even if they manage to force themselves up I will be able to feel it and just fly away to somewhere safer." He raises the Gazelle-thing horn near his face and hums. "A light workout. I'm sure my body can take it." A deep breath is taken, and then after a brief moment his Haki covers the horn again. "Time to make a home."
It's not a quick thing to do since he can't just brute force this thing, the tree's area is far too large for him to carve easily. Then there is the fact that the thing is pretty damn stubborn, and he has no experience when it comes to these kinds of things. The entire thing is a huge learning process for him, and yet he surprisingly finds it relaxing.
Carving away the trunk is a slow process, but he's honestly not feeling impatient with it. He paused during the carving to look at the horn and tilted his head at the sight of the entire Haki covering the tool instead of just most of it. And he found out that if he focuses he can even start coating his hand alongside the tool to diminish the recoil and make the job easier.
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"Guess that's my cue for a break." A much well deserved break, after resting he'll go find some more food and drink water. His lips are starting to feel a bit dry and a bit cracky right now. "Let's see watcha got."
Teeee~aaaaar
[Charismatic Sunglasses]
Common Item
A pair of really cool-looking sunglasses that make you seem more charismatic. Are the sunglasses charismatic because they look cool or do they look cool because they make you more charismatic?
A pair of Oakley Square Wireless sunglasses popped right in front of him, momentarily floating before he snatched them just as they began to fall, a startled yelp escaping his lips as he younked them. "Fucking hell!" Yeesh, the thing would have smashed down and cracked due to the gravity of this planet.
Would have been a pure waste of a roll!
Well, a pair of sunglasses is admittedly not that impressive, but... It's the only other piece of clothing he has besides the tattered thing covering most of his legs and bottom area. And it DOES look cool... and that is why he wasted no time in putting them on and then clearing his throat to make his best impression of Albert Wesker. "Seven minutes, seven minutes is all I can spare to play with you." It is a terrible impression. "Heh."
Growl!
Aaaaand now his stomach is rumbling again. Who would have thought that flying around and then carving a hole into a tree could make you so hungry?
Anyone with two brain cells to bounce off of each other.
"Resting time's over." He looks around the hole he managed to carve thus far and scratches his chin in thought. "Good enough for today, I'll continue tomorrow for a few more hours." This tree is even more resistant than the damn rocks around the cave he woke up in. But that means he'll have a sturdy place once it's all done.
Still, he has enough area to comfortably stretch, and even while standing up he has a bit of headroom to spare.
He's made good progress, nothing to scoff at, no matter how he looks at it.
The horn he used as a carving tool is gently placed on the floor of what will be his new home, and then he begins to stretch to loosen up his muscles. "Can't neglect doing this, stretching keeps the body healthy and ready." Also helps him rest a bit more before he starts flying.
He's going to look for another group of these Gazelles, they usually are in groups, so it's not all that hard to spot 'em, especially now that the sun is already up and blazing down. "Almost feels bad doing this, but hey, a man's gotta eat. And this man is pretty damn hungry." Bell did the same as before as he began channeling his Ki into a new Pepper Bomb.
Ki gathers as the teal light pops between his hands faster than his first attempt. Looks like flying around and focusing on his Haki on the horn made his energy control jump leaps and bounds with just what must have been around twenty-four hours of difference. "Belluper, you really are one sorry son of a bitch for neglecting your body this long." His arms raised up above his head, and what was a beachball-sized attack the last day almost tripled in size. "But don't worry, I'm gonna take real good care of it. Pepper Bomb!" He threw the attack down with gusto right between a large group. And this time the attack didn't even take most of his Ki, just around half of it, even though it is more powerful than the last.
And just as expected, it became an inferno down there as the sheer force of the fiery explosion knocked down the gazelles who were further away from the explosion radius. Alive but no doubt just a tad concussed.
The ones nearer the blast were not as fortunate. Mostly charred corpses, but there are a few amongst the dozen killed that are perfect for eating. Bell pursed his lips and lowered his newly acquired glasses to give the sight a good and long look as he floated down. "Too overkill, and I wasted more Ki than I needed. Tch, who the hell am I showing off to? Myself?" Yes. Absolutely yes.
Come on, wouldn't you also do the same? You suddenly wake up after most likely dying in your past life and you are now a Saiyan. Just how cool is that? And to top it off you have a whole system that lets you draw from what seems like an endless list of things.
Sure, being all alone and most likely forgotten on a completely different planet is not optimal, and he is definitely keeping himself busy as a way to cope with the new abrupt change with as many things as possible.
So why not? Why should he not go nuts and enjoy what he can? Can't remember shit about who he was, but he knows every single fucking thing Belluper felt and thought. Every waking moment of terror and the nights crying alone.
Every
Little
Detail
Nothing is spared. All the most intimate thoughts of someone who was basically just a very big overgrown child. It's not fair to talk shit about him when he never asked for this. He wasn't sent here to conquer, he was sent here to die.
Because his parents deemed him a waste of space, something to bring shame to their name.
Belluper, Bell. It doesn't matter how or what he calls himself, this is who he is now.
He turned to face a body of water that the gazelles were drinking from and walked up to it, his steps heavy in more ways than one. The Saiyan knelt down and looked at his reflection in the water.
Long spiky black hair, it almost resembles some form of mullet in a way. He swept back his hair to get a better look at his face. A face that is lacking fat due to being malnourished, hollow cheeks and sunken eyes. A long scar crosses his nose. Black eyes, too. All in all, he looks like what a Saiyan should look like.
Despite everything, it's him. "Hey, finally nice meeting ya face to face." All he had were his memories to go after, and as accurate as they are, he wants to see his reflection with HIS own eyes. Bell smiled, drinking in the sight for a little longer before he remembered the fact that he actually needed to drink for real.
And so he cupped his hands and gathered the water, bringing it to his lips where he drank it down. It took several of these for him to sate his thirst before he felt satisfied. He wiped his lips with the back of his hand and turned back to gather the two gazelles that weren't fully burnt to a crisp and hauled them into his back.
The trip back to his place didn't take too long. Well, didn't take too long to reach the trees. Certainly took more than he wanted because he didn't have the place fully committed to his memory, and some of these trees sure look the damn same.
It's a nice view from up there, and thankfully the gazelles being cooked as they are didn't bleed all over the place. He adjusts his sunglasses after setting the bodies down and then rubs his chin. "Gotta make some sort of bucket or barrel. Don't wanna keep going back and forth to fetch water every time I'm thirsty." He's been talking out loud a lot lately. He briefly wonders if it is because there is no one around to talk to.
"Ah dang nabbit, just noticed I didn't get any feats from the multikill, tch. Guess I need to kill more for it to actually be a feat." He grumbled to himself while chopping the desired parts of the gazelles in pieces. Who the hell needs a butcher knife when you've got Haki? "Not too shabby, I'm no butcher, but this is already looking better than just tearing it off to eat." And he's also pretty satisfied with his Armament Haki actually reaching up to his elbow when he manifests it to cover his hand.
After a hearty meal that left his stomach practically bloating, he discards the undesirable leftover pieces down the tree. The teen stretches while yawning as the feeling of tiredness and sleepiness finally catches up to him. Bell looks at some darker clouds off in the distance and then grins. "Bell, you're a goddamn genius, I don't need to get vulnerable for a bath if I can just fly through some clouds." He reckons it oughta be good for gathering drinkable water, too!
But he's feeling fairly tired now, so he can do this thing tomorrow once he wakes up. Well, can't go to sleep before refining the inside of the carved tree trunk before the daylight begins to completely die down. And so he grabs the horn and begins carving once again, humming songs he heard before to pass the time. He didn't even notice the content smile on his face as he continued to work.
Once the night falls upon this part of the planet once again he falls down on his butt and sighs while wiping some sweat before it falls into his eyes. "I'm done." He forms a teal Ki sphere into his palm to illuminate his surroundings and smiles at the fruits of his labour. "Not too shabby. Not too shabby at all for a complete rookie." And then nods to himself while letting the Ki sphere die down, leaving him alone in the darkness.
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His eyebrow shot up in amusement at the words on the glowing screen right in front of him. "Not that alone after all, huh?" That's right, he might be the only person here, but that doesn't mean he's completely alone. Got the system right there to keep him company.
Fingers snap, and the ticket is torn in half.
[Adept Massage]
Rare Skill
You are as skilled as a seasoned masseuse, being able to give a variety of massages that help get rid of exhaustion, recover stamina, revitalize the body and mind and even invoke sexual pleasure. Few would leave the massage bed unsatisfied.
Knowledge is downloaded directly into his brain. Everything he needed to know about how to work and relax several different muscles, and how the body works. Not just how to be a masseuse with years of experience under his belt.
So many different techniques. So many uses.
He experimentally started to massage himself, any spot he can reach with his hands is not spared. "Holy shit. I feel like I have been standing up for my entire life, and I just sat down for the first time." This is great! Who could ever think just a massage could have this huge of an effect on him?!
Sitting up and now massaging his legs and feet, a groan of satisfaction and pleasure echoes in the newly made room as his eyes roll back and a silly smile pops on his face. "Y-yeah, I deserve this." That is exactly what he needed to finish off a good day of working and self-discovery.
And so he lies down and closes his eyes.
Sleep doesn't take long to take hold, and so he slumbers with a belly full and relaxed. No worries in his mind. Only dreams.
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Abilities: Armament Haki(Equipped), Pillar of Light, Rough Knuckle
Items: Charismatic Sunglasses
Traits: Tough as Nails, Mithril Skeleton
Skills: Adept Masseuse
Familiars: N/A