Entrance to Paradise

The TARDID materialized in the middle of space. Riza waited for Cyril to appear.

Cyril's glowing cloud of a ship materialized and out stepped Cyril.

Riza looked at Cyril. "Here we are. Wait a second while I unseal it." Riza began drawing a symbol in the air with his energy. Suddenly a similar symbol appeared in space. Suddenly the symbol disappeared revealing a tear in the universe. "After you."

Cyril dragged Ryuzaki from the ship and walked into the tear with him.

On the other side of the tear lied a lush green world. When Riza stepped through he was suddenly embraced by a woman with long orange hair. "Master! Your back!" Elucidia smiled and stepped backZ her normal attire was replaced with a long white dress. She noticed the seraph that walked through. "Hello again Cyril. It nice to see you."

Cyril waved, "Hello."

Riza motioned for the group to follow him. "As you can feel this planet has a natural aura that calms those who are on its surface." Riza led them through a small town. "There aren't many of us on this planet. We only have a population of 12,350." Elucidia chimed in. "Actually now there is 12,351. The Areins had their child." Riza smiled. "We'll then we must go congratulate then later. But for now we have buisness to attend to." At the end of the road lied a strange looking building. "Here we are."

Cyril approached the building with trepidation, praying for no more bad news.

Ryuzaki was there.

Riza opened the door and walked inside. In the center was a wall like the one on Nova Roma, onlyuch larger. "This is the wall I spoke of." He pointed to a spot on it. "As I said, the two warriors of light and the warrior of darkness. There is also another part I feel we need to look at." Riza moved his hand to a prt with a gigantic battlefield. "Here, in the midst if battle lie three figures. Two with seemingly draconic wings, and one with angelic wings."

Ryuzaki searched for a part with a Asian-British at home with tea.

"Hmm. Can you and Ryuga grow wings? Or perhaps more of your draconic friends? And..." here Cyril squinted carefully, "Is that only one pair of angel wings? Is that an aura or where the paint of the other wings smudged? Ugh, they really ought to have just written it down. Art can't be the best medium for prophecies!"

Riza pointed to one last bit. " here it speaks of a male from a young species...but hen I found it someone seems to have deliberately scratched it out."

Cyril examined this too, "How can you tell if it's young without knowing what species it is? Wouldn't it be easier to just say the name of the race?" Cyril muttered under his breath. He had a habit of critiquing everything when closely examining stuff. "I suppose that'd be you Ryuzaki. Wonder why you're scratched out."

Riza nodded. "All this has led me to the conclusion that the ancient solar saiyans are dicks."

Ryuzaki pointed to a drawing of a penis signed 'Artik Rulezzzz.'

"Seems pretty reasonable."

Riza looked at his demonic companion. She had been fidgeting this whole time. "Is something wrong?" Te succubus blushed. "No-uh not at all master." Sarah' eyes suddenly started to glow. She walked over and touched El. "She's pregnant."

Ryuzaki had a feeling things like this happened a looot.

Cyril elbowed Ryuzaki for having such an impolite thought, "Seems pretty reasonable." He said in response to the pregnancy.

Riza shrugged. "I knew." The demon looked hocked. "You...knew?" Riza nodded. "Yeah I've known for awhile, I'm excited about it." He suddenly slammed Riza into the ground. "You idiot I was so worried about what you were ping to say!" Riza got up and brushed the dirt off his clothes. "Jeeze I'm sorry." Elucidia calmed again and grabbed him by the shoulder. "Just do whatever you need to do and come back to me. I want you to meet our child." Riza smiled. "I promise." The two kissed. Riza broke the embrace and looked at Cyril. "So, I believe we have something to go do now?"

"A Christmas dinner to attend, yes." Cyril whistled and his ship engulfed Ryuzaki and himself. It took them to Artik's little party.