Majin of The Sixth (A DB Super OC Story)

The Warrior, Lem! A Nightmare Begins!

Last Time, on Majin of The Sixth...

Within the depths of Universe Six, a gang war between two feuding factions, one of the Saiyans, including Caulifla and Kale, against the members of Crimson Dawn. While the fighting was one sided, the sudden explosion of the Big Zeta Star revealed a strange new being; one called Lem.

Who is this mystery warrior, and what kind of power could he have to challenge such a ruthless foe? The might of Lem is shown...NOW.

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Planet Bean

I stood there, before crushing the mask piece, allowing my aura to burst from my body. An odd feeling really, as if you are burning, yet you're not dying. I have gotten used to using ki over the years, myself ready to kick ass like this shameless display of arrogance.

Speaking of, behind Bramble was a Saiyan chick. Well, chicks, given it was two. One was shorter, with a flared out haircut that I bet was a pain to deal with, but then again, I hear that a Saiyan has the same amount of hair since they were born so...sorry for that lady, you got shafted by genetics. Although, the other one seemed to flinch as I looked towards her, gaining the attention of the spiky haired one.

"Hey! Stop staring pervert!"

"You two Saiyans? Neat," I said to them, as I looked over to Bramble. "Anyway, killing you,"

"W-What?! You can't be serious, even depowered without the Big Zeta Star, we know your max potential is a measly 20,000..."

"Power levels mean jack buddy. I killed a man supposedly worth 300 thousand, and he was delicious!" I said, confusing the other two girls, and Bramble just was disgusted.

"You...ate someone?"

"For somebody running a criminal organization, you think asking about your employee's backstory is a must...and yes, but not really. Rather, just skip to the part where you bend over, and kiss your butt goodbye," I laughed, at him as he whistled for his men to pop up. Individually, they assumed I was weaker simply because I was last detected as having 20,000. Well, technically I could go higher, but I rather not waste my time going all out on scrubs.

"Whatever you are, Crimson Dawn are going to rip you a new one! Boys! Kill that traitor!" Ah, the sound of stupidity. A beam fired across from me, as I moved, the beam striking close to my foot.

"Neat trick...Trick Beam...Imma' take it," I said, pointing upwards, doing the exact same attack, blowing up the guy who shot it first. Yeah, stealing moves I see once is a specialty of mine. Now if I could find a Yardratian somewhere, I'd never have to fly coach again.

Soon, the rest were scampering trying to land a hit on me, as I kneed a guy a few feet forward past the girls, grabbing the guys arm and swinging him around as a meaty bludgeoning weapon. After that, I slammed him on the ground, taking my fist to generate a sphere of red/black energy. Holding that shooting arm with my other as I charged it. With a smile...it flew into the ground, killing the grunt instantly, and maybe causing a bit of collateral along the way.

A few other guys tried to gang up on me, but I simply swatted them, tossing one into a mountain, the one I threw earlier coming back, only to be caught by my arms. And I twisted, crushing his neck, another one dead.

A few puny ones were starting to panic, so I killed them with a few well placed ki-blasts at a distance, before dropping the dead body, and moving to fly up to another set of cowards. Knocking them down, person by person, I swiped the ground, my ki ravaging the land without me having to stand on it. I nodded, satisfied. Turning my attention to Bramble, I shrugged.