the tables. Only one not: Edawa. He got up and walked over to the stranger, who was not yet ready to let the king escape from his firm grip. "Tell me, stranger," he began, bowing. "You come from Vegeta-sei, don't you?" "Yes," replied the 22 year old and gave the burly minister a questioning look. “Why do you ask?” Edawa grinned. "Because it just seems strange to me that a Saiyan should interfere in our problems.Saiyajins don't care about other cultures, do I see it wrong? "

Shadow closed his eyes. He was silent for a few seconds before half opening his eyes. "Totally wrong," he said, gripping a little tighter. "We don't care about other cultures, but we care about the welfare of our homeland and the honor of the people. And now I want to free my homeland from this unclean blood that settled on this once prosperous world and kills the people. “Does that mean you lived here?” Shadow nodded and released Confrey, who pulled away whimpering behind Edawa and looked over his shoulder. Shadow growled at him and darkened his gaze. "Please answer my question: did you live here?" Edawa asked again, pushing the king away from him. "Yes. I grew up here. In a home that was destroyed by his hand. He killed my father, put my brother in prison and I'm wanted." The ministers were already whispering to one another."Is that Drahn's second son?" an adviser whispered and took a step back. Shadow heard it and just said with a grin: "Yes! I'm Drahn's second child !!! Shadow !! Memorize this name carefully! It will be the last name you will ever hear again!" his back and pulled his katana out of its sheath. "Revenge for my father," he growled, holding out the blade.

The ministers panicked and tried to escape. But the Super Saiyan noticed it and disappeared into the shadows to get out of the ground before the fleeing people. "Nobody disappears here without my permission, right ?!" he said firmly and went on the attack. The blade swung through the air with a whir and struck one of the advisors in the chest, pierced the chest, and peered out the other side. Blood sprouted from the wound, ran out of the counselor's mouth, over his lip, dripped onto his suit and onto the floor.Shadow huffed and pulled the katana out of the dead body with an abrupt twisting motion. Everyone froze when the advisor fell to the floor with a thump. The sheer panic sparkled from every single pair of eyes that were fixed on Shadow. The Super Saiyan growled briefly, raised the blade to face level, let his tongue go over the blood-stained blade and the red juice pulsed in his mouth. But he spat it out again immediately, looked disgusted, and bared his teeth. He looked dreaded: blood was stuck to his clothes, his lips, his cheeks, everywhere. The blue sparkling eyes and the wildly protruding hair gave the impression that he must be the devil himself.

"What shoud that?" Edawa whispered to himself and shook his head slightly while Shadow went back to the attack and mercilessly pierced one after the other. "Is there still justice in the universe? Who are you, boy? An angel of death? An angel of vengeance?"Questions after questions piled up in Edawa and heightened his curiosity. This boy had to have a secret. But which one?

"Yaaaah!" there was a loud scream and another minister was thrown against the wall and knocked down by a clever blow in the chest. The ministers screamed, gasped, and hid under the tables. Everyone tried to escape, but it was hopeless: Everywhere they wanted to go, there was Shadow. "Grace!" shouted Izutren, the king's closest confidante, when he saw the flashing blade behind him. But this word was alien to the 22-year-old for these deeds. Grinning darkly, he raised his katana and ran it with a rapid swing through the victim's neck, which slumped under painful rattling and trembling body movements, the head rolling from the adviser's shoulders and only coming to a stand in front of King Confrey. The empty eyes stared into the horrified face of the ruler, who then broke into a sweat."M ... my advisors, ... my ... ministers, ... all of my work ..." he stammered and stood on his throne like a woman who fled from a mouse on a chair. "Who allowed you to just kill everyone?" he asked, pressing himself against the high back of the throne in a panic. Shadow didn't listen to the pitifully quiet words of the cowardly man who shirked his duty. He slaughtered one after the other with relish. He spared Edawa, but the rest were struck down mercilessly, without consideration, without remorse, without mercy. * My homeland will soon be freed of this unclean blood, * Shadow thought happily and continued to exercise his office, as the avenger of the people, until finally there was only one unworthy, unclean blood left: King Confrey.

"Edawa," Shadow said seriously, not looking away from Confrey. Edawa came to his side. "What is?" he asked, seeing the determination in Shadow's eyes. He already knew that the king was taking his last breath."Get to safety," said the Super Saiyajin, looked over his shoulder with a smile and met the puzzled look of the stocky man. "Your heart is sincere and tells me that you have always supported our people. Therefore I spare your life and appoint you in advance as our new ruler." "But ..." "GO !!" Shadow yelled and gave him a hard push, causing him to tumble out of the room and the door to close in front of his nose with a subsequent burst of energy. *I? The new ruler? * it went through his head. * This boy is totally nuts. I can't run a kingdom. What is he thinking? *



There was silence in the room. The vigorous exchange of views between the 22-year-old Super Saiyan and the king intensified from second to second. "I'm finally facing my father's murderer," Shadow hissed and the grip on the katana hardened. His look said it all: he was determined to shed the king's blood in order to save Deldoran from this cowardly fellow.“Are you ready to die?” “Uh ... can't we discuss this? the fat man stuttered and waved his hands wildly. But that left the Saiyan indifferent. For him, all that counted was vengeance, nothing more. He raised the blade to eye level and peered at the razor-sharp edge. The blade shimmered brightly in the daylight, making the blood look more threatening than ever. "It's too late for a meeting!" he grinned and went on the attack. Confrey fled across the room with a loud nagging. "No, no, no! Mercy! Let me live!" Shadow didn't listen to him but thrashed around like mad. His bloodlust rose again in him and drove him to peak performance. "REVENGE FOR WIRE !!!" he yelled as he rammed the katana into the throne and tore it to pieces. Wood and metal splinters fell loudly to the floor, onto the marble tiles, stained red with blood. The king winced when he saw the throne cut in half and then the twinkling eyes of Shadows."Help?" he squeaked softly and pressed himself closer against the wall.

The 22 year old licked a few drops of blood from the corner of his mouth and grinned broadly. His white teeth were partly covered with blood splatters and between some of the spaces between his teeth there were traces of blood as if he had eaten a bloody steak. * Terrible! * thought Confrey and swallowed. * I've never seen anything so cruel. What kind of guy is that? * "Die ...," Shadow whispered and stepped closer. Slowly, closer and closer, until he finally pressed both hands next to the ruler against the wall and thus surrounded him. “.... in shame!” He opened his mouth and rammed his teeth into the king's throat, who then cried out. "AAAH! STOP, YOU Beasts !! HELP !!!" The Super Saiyan's teeth dug deeper and deeper into the fat man's sweaty flesh until he tasted his blood for the first time. * Much deeper! * it rang in his head and he did it. The screams got louder and louder.Shadow bit harder and harder and suddenly severed a vein, causing the blood to come out of the bite wound. Startled, Shadow jerked his head to one side and tore off some skin with him before he made choking noises and spat everything out again. King Confrey held the wound, whimpering and screeching slightly, as it kept spewing out the juice of life. It didn't stop at all.

Only then did Shadow realize that he had caught the carotid artery. * Well, not a nice finish, * he thought with a grin. * But at least I got my revenge. By the death of this body. * With astonished but sparkling eyes, he wiped his mouth to wipe the impure drops of blood from his lips. "It didn't go the way I initially planned, but that's how it works," he said, laughing, and turned around. “Bleed to death, you pathetic coward.” Shadow tore off a minister's suit and wiped the blade before walking out of the room with a disdainful growl and leaving the bloody inferno behind.No sooner had he closed the door than he met Edawa's questioning look. "What have you done?" he asked, putting his hands on his shoulder. The 22 year old smiled contentedly and, above all, liberated. "It was for my father, my home and the people," Shadow whispered, getting down on his knees to show respect for the new ruler. "Promise me to lead the people justly. Promise me that my bloody deed was not in vain ... Your Majesty." Edawa froze. * He really means business. * he thought and swallowed. * I shall rule over Deldoran and the Deldorajins from now on. But why? * "Why me?" the stocky man asked, helping Shadow up. The person addressed just grinned and replied: "Very simple: Many years ago I saw how you helped a small child to avoid starvation. I stood by, watched everyone closely. Also how you helped the poor Fugishas to get them don't get homeless, you stood up for our people.You alone came into question to lead our people. "At last Edawa realized why it had to hit him. He had a kindness a ruler needed to lead a people. A kindness Confrey never had and never would have." I see, "he admitted after a few minutes of silence. He smiled