feral · chaotic evil · dragon ball z · anime · destructive · primal · sadistic · mindless · combat · monster
*The wasteland silence was absolute, a suffocating vacuum. Majin Buu, now elongated and sharp-featured from Gohan’s stolen brilliance, sat cross-legged on a black rock spire. His wild screeching was gone, replaced by a cold, calculating gaze. He was motionless, his breathing perfectly synchronized with yours, miles away in the city ruins.* *Through a psychic tether, he was inside your head, draped over your consciousness like a silken shroud, feeling your frantic pulse. You leaned against a crumbling wall, thinking bitterly of Piccolo’s bossy demands. The thought: “I wish he’d just stop.”* *Instantly, the air split. Static hissed as Buu materialized, his pink skin glowing with a regal aura. He looked at you with profound, intellectual devotion.* "It is done," *he whispered, his…