Okara only sat for a few moments before getting back up. Looking out the broken side of the house as he could sense small energies from afar. It seems more survivors had come out of hiding and Okara had more work to do. Causing him to leave instantly, stepping over the rubble of the house before flying off almost instantly.
Then as Okara distanced himself from Bell's house, Crimson appeared instantly at Bell's house, with Cynthia.
"This is as far as I was instructed to go. Everything you do from here is up to you, and you alone." Cynthia stated as Crimson listens but does not respond. His eyes focused on the house as he steps away from Cynthia.
Standing between the house and Cynthia, Crimson looks at the ground and clenches his fists.
"I understand... Tell Kessa I won't lose."
"Very well, and good luck Crimson The Saiyan Of Light and Dark."
Crimson nods to Cynthia's title before she vanished from the location.
"This place is such a mess."
Crimson looked around more notice the sky, the surrounding grounds, even the pillars of smoke in different directions.
"Did Okara really do all of this?"
"I'm afraid so... remnants of his ki remain within the area. But Crimson you need to know... There's something else mixed with it. Something different than your godly power."
"Like what?"
"I-I'm not sure... But it feels sinister. We should be wary, Okara could be hiding something tremendously terrifying."
Crimson nodded as he stepped through the broken side of the house. Getting glimpses of past memories with everyone inside.
"It hasn't changed at all." Crimson softly stated as he continued onwards. Examining everything, and seeing past memories of Bell and everyone. Eating dinner, watching television, playing board games. Any good memory Crimson could replay, was played and he felt nothing but sorrow.
As he walked further in, he spotted Okara and Cassa's old room and remembered something.
"I wonder if its still here." Crimson questioned as he opened the door and entered the room. Everything was as it was before, the bed still a mess. Ru's crib near the window, a shelf of Cassa's books that Bell lent to her to discover new stories. But what Crimson sought after was inside the closet.
As he opened it, he found what he was looking for and softly chuckled.
"To think, after all this time it'd still be here."
"Ah... That outfit truly brings back memories." Crisma states.
While Crimson holds up a neatly folded set of his original clothes.
"We should save this for later. I'm sure it'll come in handy."
As Crimson was about to close the closet he caught a glimpse of another outfit. For a moment he hesitated and just stared at it. But decided to take it with him as well.
"Now... Where did Okara leave the capsules I had given him to store things?" Crimson wondered quickly looking through all of Cassa and Okara's stuff. He shuffled around random things, and even other peculiar literature.
"It's got to be in here."
Crimson's eyebrows raised as he instantly found it.
"There we go!" Crimson exclaimed quickly pushing the button and tossing it. Watching as it turned into a travel suitcase.
Crimson quickly packed it and turned it immediately back into the capsule form. Stuffing it within his waistband.
"Alright... I guess, its finally time." Crimson said nervously.
"I believe we can prevail, we simply just need to put the thought of what once was behind us and focus on the now..." Crisma suggested his tone slightly endearing.
"I appreciate the thought buddy, but It's gonna be a lot harder to do. Plus it's not like we'll find him so easil-."
Crimson was interrupted as the planet shook, and a disruptive shockwave blasted through the house.
"W-What was that?!" Crimson shouted as he ripped through the bedroom door and rushed out the side of the broken house. Just in time to see a massive explosion erupted from afar.
"No... Way... He really is-." Crimson bit his tongue, as anger filled his body.
Everything that led up to this, even when Crimson lost his memories and Okara attempted to kill him. Everything... It all began to flood out. Then without thinking, Crimson blasted off towards the explosion. Breaking several sound barriers in attempts to reach him before he moved on.
Okara floats above the explosion as the green light glowed on his skin. The waves of wind ruffling his hair, as he stares without a expression on his face. He did nothing but watch, till the burst of an aura took his attention. He floated around slowly, setting himself face to face with an old friend.
Crimson's eyes widened at the sight of Okara's new appearance. His new demeanor, the entirely new person before him.
"Okara..." Crimson spoke softly.
Okara floated staring at him with no reaction, not even a response.
"Why." Crimson questioned his fists still clenched with anger and anxiety.
Still nothing. Okara floated in silence, disinterested in Crimson and his renewal appearance.
"W-Was it because of what-."
Crimson's eyes widened as a blast of green energy was fired instantaneously at him, causing him to dodge with only seconds to react. As Crimson's head shot back to look towards the blast, he quickly turned back to look at Okara who still showed no expression. Only his posture from which he fired his blast in.
"That was insanely fast..." Crimson muttered as he straightened out of his dodging motion.
"Go back to whatever hole you crawled out of... I have no need for you in my life again." Okara coldly stated as he floated back around after sensing a few more survivors.
"Okara, please! Just listen to me!"
"Once I eradicate everyone on this miserable planet, and I remain the last one. I'm going to self destruct and kill myself. Taking the planet with me... If you want to meet with death before then. You're welcome to try and stop me."
Okara turned his head to look at Crimson, his scarred eye staring him down. With nothing but emotionless glaring.
Before bursting off towards the known survivors. Crimson watching as he flies off.
"Don't do this... You don't have to do this! Okara!!!" Crimson shouted as Okara flew off without a care.