1,000 You quickly learn that the rumors are true and Pybara is not just welcoming but in fact willing to share his people’s secrets with you! The mammoth sized Yardratian warns you that his training focuses upon the spirit rather than the body and to this end asks you to composure yourself, schooling yourself to calmness so that you can begin.
"...and that's why I sought you out." Brisket finished, setting down the tin cup of water her hosts had provided her. Apparently she'd been on the verge of a panic attack from staring at that creepy moon that hung above them. A fate she hadn't been alone in.
Yardrats had been recorded as dying of heart attacks, or growing so paranoid that fights broke out between neighbors and families. Sometimes with fatal consequences.
Pybara nodded as she finished her tale, taking in the entirety of the story with a passive look on his face. His two students, a different type of yardratian than their master, seemed suddenly more concerned by her presence than Pybara did. Understandable given Brisket had described herself as a ticking time bomb.
"I believe…" the mammoth Yardratian began. "...it is possible to teach you to control your gifts without this headpiece….but my training focuses upon the spirit primarily…..something I sense you have a great deal of experience with...as well as a tremendous amount of."
Brisket nodded at that. Every master she'd ever had told her she had some ridiculous amount of latent potential just waiting to be tapped! But if she hadn't tapped it by now, what the hell was going to tap it? Experience though, she could agree with. Extending a hand she opened her palm toward the roof and focused herself. A small white spark flashed into existence within her grip, slowly expanding to the size of a marble. A pale white flame flickered within, the energy that composed it not being entirely one thing or another, but a mix. The basis of her hanwa.
Pybara's students both leaned forward, eyes wide as they oohed and ahed. The large Yardratian himself threw his head back and began to laugh. A hardy rumble that caused his body to jiggle.
"Now that is impressive!" He shouted, clapping his hands together. "Like running before you know how to walk! Whoever taught you that was one driven individual, but without the basics, I'd be surprised if they survived using it." Pybara explained before nodding twice. "Yes...yes I think I shall teach you. In exchange I...we require your assistance." He finished, gesturing to his students. "When your training is done you will easily be the most powerful force on this planet. At that time, please, destroy this alien moon that hangs over our world and makes my people suspect themselves of wrongdoing and suffer the cold grip of dread."
Brisket nodded this time, having already anticipated and planned on performing such a feat when she was prepared for it. Once she could take this stupid head piece off. “I will accept your terms, Master.” Brisket spoke finally, bowing her head. When she rose up she suddenly clapped her hands together.
“Ah!” She sounded as she did so. “There will be another who’ll want to train with you, Master.” Brisket began. “Though I suspect his training will be a little….uhh…..different.”
If there was a way for Karada ki to be used outside of the body, Pybara likely knew it. If there wasn’t….well…..Asterion would be in for a long, boring, bout of study under the mammoth Yardratian.
Pybara raised a hand suddenly, motioning for Brisket to stop? “You are eager.” he spoke, lowering his hand slowly. “For this to succeed, you will need utmost calm. You must discard this eagerness, as well as anger, fear, hunger, lust. You must be open to yourself and at peace to receive my teachings.”
Nodding, Brisket immediately took a seat once more before laying her hands in her lap. Her chest rose with the effort of a deep breath, the half Saiyan channeling her eagerness, anger, fear, and all that jazz into it before expelling the breath. Banishing all from her mind as she did so. What remained in the cool aftermath was everything she deemed needed to succeed. Her skill, self confidence, and willingness to push herself through whatever the Yardrat would throw at her.
"No, Brisket." Pybara spoke, deep voice cutting through her meditation instantly. "All must go. Courage, curiosity, dedication. Banish it all from your mind. Only when you are open to yourself can your spirit be polished." He explained as he tapped a finger against the side of his head.
At that Brisket gave an awkward nod and once more closed her eyes. She'd never attempted such deep meditation before...the principals that Pybara wished her to banish from her mind were the basis of who she was. It was like requesting that she turn her brain off.
Settling again she inhaled, once more channeling everything into her breath before exhaling.
She said nothing and made no motion. Pybara observing his new student for a moment before nodding. In a slow, almost hypnotic tone, he spoke aloud. "All living beings are made up of both the physical, and the metaphysical. The body and the spirit. This is a universal truth…"
Listening to the voice, Brisket's breathing and heart rate began to slow, the half Saiyan drifting into the pitch dark void behind her eyes. The deeper she went the more Pybara's voice seemed to resonate.
Before long the darkness seemed to abate, Brisket opening her eyes to find herself adrift in a black void lit by thousands of tiny lights. She looked to herself, finding herself standing in the buff on a platform of nothingness.
Her eyes only widened when she took in the source of the light. Across from her, a distance of maybe just ten feet, Sat a blue skinned double of herself, awash in an aura of white flame that pushed away the shadow.
Her arms were wrapped around her knees, and she looked like she was trying to take up as little of her platform as possible….despite it being larger than Brisket's own. Lost in confusion she simply stared at her blue double for a moment. After a few seconds the blue Brisket's aura suddenly flared, the shadow of herself it had formed around gritting her teeth with sudden effort before a large amount of that power was siphoned upward into the void. Brisket followed it as it moved, double taking as it reached its destination.
Hanging loose within the void was a gigantic double, this one yellow skinned, it's hair as long as hers and floating freely around it in the space like realm. it was bound in emerald chains That seemed to hold it in place. It opened its mouth as the white fire reached it, imbibing it without hesitation. Moments later it increased slightly in size.
Unsure what in the hell she was looking at Pybara' sudden explanation was a welcome thing.
"...but some beings have a third state of existence within them. Their subconscious given power and ability that others do not normally have to deal with. I fear you exist in this latter category."
Brisket blinked for a few moments before crossing her arms over her chest, processing what Pybara had explained slowly.
If she was interpreting correctly, the blue and yellow versions of her were her spirit, and her subconscious. Her spirit was just her with glowing blue skin who looked like she was afraid to move and her subconscious was a restrained giant yellow skinned version who floated in some place that looked like space while bound by emerald chains.
Yeah didn’t make anymore sense now than it did a few seconds ago. Her eyes fell back on the blue version of her, the one whom Pybara said his training would focus upon. As they did so it’s aura flared outward again, before once again being siphoned upward and into the yellow version that consumed it and grew slightly larger from doing so. Even if she was interpreting that correctly…...So what was she supposed to do now? Something about polishing a spirit or something? She couldn’t do anything like that with the distance between them. If her spirit would just move toward the edge of the platform, though….
Making eye contact with the blue one, Brisket raised a hand suddenly, stopping long enough to realize her own skin had become red within this place, before beginning to snap her fingers and make clicking sounds with her tongue.
The blue one’s eyes rolled onto her. Brisket nodding and waving her over whilst continuing to snap and click. The blue one leaned forward slightly, making the half Saiyan think she had succeeded in getting it to move before it came to a sudden stop. “Do you think we’re a cat?” it asked quickly, causing Brisket herself to come to a sudden stop.They stared in silence for less than a second before the blue one looked up. “Does she think we’re a cat?” It repeated, looking up to the yellow giant that hovered above.
The yellow giant shrugged, mouth opening as it issued a garbled static, like moving too quickly through radio stations. Due to the size of her, though, Brisket’s whole…...whatever level of hallucination this was, body rattled.
Asterion was still hunting after Brisket up through the mountainside, the large fellow moving alongside Bones with the intent of finding his cousin. She'd gotten spooked by something and then she had just taken off. While it had initiated some level of 'prey drive' within him, he hadn't actually been able to keep up with her- that was pretty common for him and Brisket anyway, but all the same, he felt like he should have been able to keep a better eye on her. His gaze moved around again before he let another inhale come into his nose, and he picked up on the scent of her once more. "C'mon, dude," spoke to Bones, the man moving forward deeper into the mountainside, the brute of a dog just behind him.
"...some beings have a third state of existence within them."
The words came from nearby, and Asterion paused as he listened to the words for a moment. Bones, from beside him gave a 'wuff,' that was to let him know that Brisket was nearby. "You think she's in there?' he asked, and he heard yet another 'wuff' from the dog. Asterion shifted forward then, glancing inside, before he ducked beneath the entrance, about to speak as his eyes adjusted to the darkened room, and he saw Brisket sitting, the woman seemingly in a state of deep meditation. Colors- yellow and blue (with small bits of green, now and then) flickered over her skin, and Asterion opened his mouth, about to ask what the heck was going on, when the man opposite him lifted a finger to his lips to indicate silence.
He ushered Asterion back outside, and the giant Yardratian and Lismian were once more back outside, under the glow of that ominous moon. "So what the hell is going on in there? With Brisket?" he asked, mostly just concerned for his cousin's well-being. The moon beating down on him, however, was making him feel... anger.
"She is confused. Lost, along her way. Things have not been unfolding as they should, and this has caused her great duress, which has thus led to her current... situation," he spoke, and Asterion frowned, looking away. "There is no shame in this. There is nothing that could have been done to assist her. Do not blame yourself. There is only one who can truly help her now."
"Her dad?" Asterion asked, frowning. "You?"
"Herself," the man responded, seemingly not at all put off by the fighter's animosity. "There is only one who can truly help her now, and that is she. "Similarly, she mentioned that you were, too, looking for help."
"Me? I don't need any help," Asterion responded, far more waspish and annoyed than he was truly feeling. He sighed slightly after he had a second to reflect on the words he'd just snapped out, and lifted a hand to scratch at the wild mane of hair. "Sorry, dude. I didn't mean to be an ass. We're here to help Brisket, that's it. If she needs the help, then I don't want to bother you in taking time out to help me, y'know?" the man responded, a bit quieter and softer than he had been speaking.
The Yardratian nodded. "I understand. However, I would ask that you at least allow me to try. I fear that you are in a similar boat to your cousin. And that perhaps if I can help you, then you may be able to assist her further," the man commented, and at that, Asterion hesitated. That was a hard offer to refuse. "I will not take any attention away from her. Currently she's-" the man began, when, seated as she was, Brisket began to click her tongue and snap her fingers. "...she's learning to communicate within herself."
Asterion glanced past Pybara to Brisket, before he looked back at the fellow, arching a brow. "That's some weird training, dude."
Pybara nodded, but gestured inside. "I have a second space where I can work with you as well. You can still be open to suggestion and hear one another should you meditate within the same room. I would ask that you be in a separate location," Pybara offered, and Asterion thought about it for a moment but agreed, moving in after the fellow. He didn't quite know what he was going to experience in here, but at the same time... if this could somehow help him to be able to help his cousin, he would be all in on whatever he needed to do.
Inside, they passed by Brisket, who was still clicking her tongue and snapping, as if she were trying to call to a cat of some kind, or maybe a small dog? He wanted to know what she was seeing in there... but he supposed he'd be seeing it soon enough. Entering into a second room, Pybara gestured to Asterion to sit, and the giant of a man did, and Pybara nodded. "You must first enter a deep meditation. Let go of any thoughts. Positive or negative. There is no success or failure. There is no power or weakness. You must strip away each layer that protects your core 'you'," the man spoke, and Asterion exhaled slowly.
That was easier said than done.
Still, he closed his eyes, and under Pybara's direction, who was somehow able to sense what was still blocking him, he steadily entered a deeper and deeper state of meditation, until he reached a point where there was no sound, no vision, no... anything really. He couldn't even smell anything, and that filled his entire sense of being with a primal fear that he wasn't able to handle for a moment. "You... how interesting. How strange." Pybara's voice resonated within the void that he found himself in. There was nothing that he could see for what felt like miles around, and he turned, looking this way and that.
"All beings exist of Body and Spirit. This is a simple, clear truth to this universe. However..." the man spoke, the voice resonating once more. "Yours coexist in the same space. I have never seen a creature as yourself. However, there is more to you. Look, and you will see."
Asterion didn't know what the hell the guy was talking about, and he turned this way and that in the emptiness, before he finally caught sight of what he was supposed to have been seeing. "...Dude." The single word was all that he could get out as he looked upon the things hidden way within him.
Not nearly as big as Brisket's own, but instead, there were two. A bipedal wolf and an oozaru both floated in the nothingness, the same yellow coloration that Brisket had seen in how own subconscious. Similarly a chain wrapped around them- albeit this one was dark, with red flickering throughout its length. It restrained them, but tied them together. He swallowed- he knew what these were. They were the two things that were constantly being forced back.
Both sides of his heritage that were in as much opposition with him as they were one another. They were the reason he struggled so much to bring his full power to bear against anything- he didn't want their destructive energy to actually harm someone or something he cared about. And with both sides vying for control of his actions, it was...hard. Not that either of them would actually take control, but they could (and had) influenced his responses to things. He imagined that the moon outside was why he had been so irritable and angry. And where the prey drive had come from. Both Oozaru and the Lismian wolfen followed the moon... and he had it twice as bad as either side of his heritage.
"I'm going to check on your cousin. Introduce yourself," Pybara's words came in, before the man's presence faded entirely from his mind.
Asterion glanced up to both of the beasts, their gazes down upon him. "Uh. Hey dudes."