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A few days after receiving the news of Gohan being carried away to permanently dwell in the Sacred World of the Kai’s, Chi-Chi, Goten, Videl, Piccolo, and all the rest of the Z team and friends finally got to see Gohan one last time. Supreme Kai and Kibito teleported them to the bedchamber where Gohan was now in his eternal slumber. Chi-Chi and Goten patted his forehead as they held back tears, while Videl blew the sleeping half-Saiyan a kiss when no one was looking. Piccolo gave a small smile, he had to admit that Gohan looked more peaceful than anyone had seen him in years. After everyone said their silent good-byes to the half-Saiyan, Supreme Kai and Kibito returned them to Earth, naturally. A few months passed, and some major changes took place. Chi-Chi and Goten moved into a small house next to Capsule Corp. Their home on Mount Paozu brought back too many painful memories, and now with both Goku and Gohan absent, the mother and son pair not only needed a fresh

You’re a slimeball, Yaser Said. You truly are a prick. You’re as sweet as rotten meat, you’re as charming as a tick, Yaser Said. You’re even nastier than the world’s biggest expired cheese stick! You’re a scumbag, Yaser Said. Your heart’s a hollow hole. Your brain is full of cobwebs, you’ve got ice in your soul, Yaser Said. I wouldn’t touch you with a fifty-nine-and-a-half foot pole! You’re a nasty one, Yaser Said. You have the world’s creepiest smile. You have the pleasant attractiveness of a giant dung pile, Yaser Said. Given a choice between the two of you, I’d choose the giant dung pile! You’re a monster, Yaser Said. You’re worth less than a penny or a dime. Your heart is made of dirt, your soul is full of slime, Yaser Said. The three words which best describe you are as follows, and I quote: “Freak, scum, grime!” You’re a vile one, Yaser Said. You would make the devil himself freeze. Your heart’s a heap of damp fur infested with fleas, Yaser Said. Your soul is a sickening

Genie deflected the bolt of dark magic. “No!”, yelled Mozenrath as he ran, attempting to escape the bolt of his own magic. The handsome sorcerer ducked down on the floor, and the magical attack blasted the wall, leaving behind a huge hole and trail of smoke that quickly cleared. Aladdin hurried over to the gaping hole in the palace wall. Just as the hero expected, Mozenrath was hanging on to the side with his gloved hand, while the other dangled at his side. The street rat quickly knelt and reached one of his own hands toward his long-time nemesis. “Take my hand!”, Aladdin cried. Mozenrath obliged, reaching his pale uncovered hand toward the hero. He gripped Aladdin’s arm, who then squeezed on to the sorcerer’s wrist. The handsome villain pulled himself up toward Aladdin, and declared, “I’d much rather…take your life!” Before Mozenrath could pull his enemy over the edge with him, Aladdin hastily grabbed the young sorcerer with his other hand, then gave

Plight of woman, unfair treatment and discrimination since the dawn of time. Even when civilizations seemed to be at their prime. Denied power, education, and independent careers. All due to misogynists' ignorance, insecurity, and fears. On average, physically smaller and weaker. A major reason for being seen as inferior. Monthly bleeding, such a major pain in the rear. Also an inconvenience and humiliation, that should be clear! Able to give birth, what a trait. But viewed as only purpose and fate. Culture and religion used to justify abuse and discrimination. Sometimes claimed to be care and protection. Fight and speak up for freedom and rights. Always will have ignorant haters give verbal bites.

Supreme Kai turned Gohan over on his side, facing him. He gave the mortal a warm smile, then a kiss on the cheek, followed by another kiss on the lips. The half-Saiyan nearly let out a gasp as he turned redder than before. Next, Kibito slid his arm over Gohan’s side and rubbed his large hand over the smooth bare chest. The taller deity slowly traced his fingers down the hybrid’s abs, and over his navel. Both divine beings silently snickered when Gohan began panting. The trio continued laying there for a while, but didn’t fall asleep. The deities merely held their beloved mortal close as all three relaxed. Finally, Supreme Kai and Kibito exited the bed and put their outer clothing layers back on. The pink deity took Gohan’s hands and pulled him to his feet, then draped the dark blue satin around his shoulders. Kibito didn’t give the fabric an appearance of a robe and/or tunic this time, but merely a large towel wrapped around Gohan’s entire body. The two divine

Hours later, Gohan groaned and slowly opened his dark eyes. He attempted to sit up, only to discover that he was practically being held down by Supreme Kai and Kibito. The Saiyan hybrid tried to slowly move their arms off him. Success! Gohan slowly flew up and back on the floor in front of the bed. Supreme Kai and Kibito did look peaceful when they rested. The teenager then went over to the window, and realized it was a glass door to a balcony. Gohan opened the door as quietly as possible, and stepped outside. The balcony had a lovely view of the surrounding area! He leaned on the railing, admiring the moons, sky, and everything else in this sacred world. But then, Gohan started to get anxious. Why did these deities bring him here? When were they going to take him back home? Were they even going to take him back home for that matter? If not, what would become of his mother Chi-Chi, brother Goten, and girlfriend Videl? How would they carry on with their

The superhuman teenager fell to the tiled floor. A couple brutes who constrained and viciously attacked him smirked, then flew off into the sky. The announcer and every member of the audience could only look on in shock and bewilderment. The poor boy could only lay there, pale, sweating, exhausted, and on the verge of passing out. In front of the arena entrance, a short purple man with a white mohawk held his arm out in front of the others behind him. This man was the Supreme Kai, a deity who guarded and watched over the universe. “Don’t move!”, Supreme Kai commanded to the folks behind him. “All of you stay where you are! Kibito will take care of Gohan now, he has no need of your assistance.” “At least tell us what you’re going to do with him,” requested Goku, who was Gohan’s father. Supreme Kai was a bit vague, stating he had to follow Yamu and Spopovich, the energy thieves, and Goku and the others could follow if they wanted. With that, the deity

The anticipated exhibit finally arrived at the city museum. Numerous folks were anxious to see the sarcophagus and mummy of Prince Snefre, an Egyptian prince who lived and died approximately 4,000 years ago. At last, the exhibit was officially open, and a crowd flooded in to see the deceased prince. The sarcophagus was painted in gold and covered with hieroglyphics indicating the prince’s name, title, and other necessary information for his journey in the afterlife. The mummy was bound tightly in gauze and uncovered from the shoulders up. The facial features were withered and dried, but well preserved. The nose, lips, and closed eyes were in ideal condition for a 4,000-year-old corpse, even if it had been thoroughly embalmed. Guests and news reporters flashed their cameras at the mummy and sarcophagus. After a couple hours, the museum’s top curator who was also an Egyptologist gave a presentation for the reporters and the rest of the crowd. He had read the

The unseen entity slowly flew over the streets of a medieval city. He was widely feared and hated, despite providing a necessary service and bringing most mortals to eternal peace and joy. This entity was Death himself. On this particular clear and quiet evening, Death was approaching a huge elaborate mansion belonging to an influential high-ranking family. Upon arriving on the premises, Death floated to the backside of the large building, going to the living quarters of this lord and lady’s daughter. She was their sole surviving offspring, and famous throughout the land for her beauty, charm, innocence and purity. She was known as “the maiden with the body and intellect of an adult, but the loving heart and personality of a child.” Finally, Death arrived at the lovely woman’s balcony. Inside her chambers, a few female servants were tending to the maiden, who was filled with joy and excitement. Tomorrow she was to be married to the son of a local count. The couple

So many years ago, I became desperate in the freezing cold. And resorted to actions which are too horrible to be told. Any and all signs of my humanity slowly yet quickly went away. Because due to desperation, from ethics and morality I was led astray. I am depicted in several forms, the most well-known being a tall, pale, and lanky human corpse and a skinny undead deer. The mere mention of my name and the sound of my unearthly shriek are known to cause great fear. Don’t be fooled by my gaunt malnourished appearance, for I am unnaturally strong, agile, and fast. Even the most highly trained and talented athletes I long ago surpassed. I always crave and desire the taste of raw meat, particularly human flesh. It is most satisfying when the winter snow is new and fresh. Alas, no matter how big a meal my hunger is never satisfied. With wildlife and humanity I regularly collide. I dwell in the north where there are freezing winters, ice, and snow. I am Wendigo.