Cyril climbed out of the ravine after a few minutes. He was admiring the buzz of ki and life. He heard an explosion not too far away and Cyril ran towards it. He saw a smattering of people and Artik yelling at them. From what he could tell they had been siphoning the pure, unfiltered ki from the Earth. They were a greedy bunch, humans. But it seemed Artik had it under control so he travelled a small distance out of the ravine. “Oh wait a minute.” Cyril delved back into the ravine and found a small, charred clearing. It was the same one he had spotted earlier when learning Galick Gun with Artik. Cyril picked up a small, charred stick and licked it unabashedly, “Ha! I was right.” He dropped the stick and left the ravine once more. Cyril walked along a wilderness with a smile on his face. He cheerfully looked about and took in the beauty of Earth, his Earth. Cyril stopped and took a deep whiff. “There is a new power level on the Earth.” Cyril stuck out his tongue and wagged it about. “Not that powerful but more than the average Joe. Joe, why is it always Joe? Why not Jane? Why not Alex? Alex is a fine name. Average Alex, see there, alliteration! That’s much better.” Cyril frowned and tried to regain his train of thought. “Oh right. Hmm… a Saiyan. Not from Vegeta either, that or he hasn’t been home in a very, very long time.” Cyril resumed his trek unconcerned. Perhaps he would meet this Saiyan soon, or perhaps not. Inwardly he went back to his goal on Earth. While he had brought back Heaven that was only a small part of his goal. There were still the children to get back and his old power level to gain back as well. Cyril mentally went over his old list of techniques that he had learned before he had had to give them up. Suddenly he stopped and smacked his forehead, “Oh God I am so stupid!” He laughed at himself and turned about excitedly. “I’ve completely forgotten the transformations! Haha!” Cyril found the nearest clearing and stopped. “Let’s see… at this point I can learn the basic Power Up and… Kaio Ken. I’ll have to die for that one in this universe though, don’t fancy that.” Cyril frowned as he realized he would have to die to gain that transformation. “Oh well, one step at a time. Power Up first!” Cyril stood in the clearing and breathed in. He could feel the ki of the planet, slowly becoming corrupt the nearer he got to West City. It was funny, Cyril had always thought of the West in a fond manner, but now it was corrupt. Cyril squinted as he tried to remember the transformation. “Ah yes, it’s all in the posturing.” Cyril widened his stance brought his hands up slightly and clenched his fingers together. Cyril began screaming at the air and his ki whipped up around him. “Perfect.”
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