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 *Thats what I was thinking, Goku enjoys a good meal and isn’t really the kind to kill anyone unless he absolutely has to for the better of the world, and even then he was willing to spare Frieza. Vergil would just be fun in general because of his lack of morals as a whole and demonic nature. So I’m going to go with Vergil first.*

 A man in a fright white and blue robe and suit sits down at the table. He has one hand resting on a blade in the sheath at his side. He looks the demon prince in the eyes, grabbing his plate of food, and sliding it over to himself without a word. He then without breaking eye contact begins to eat said food.

 The prince smirks. After the first bite of normal food, Vergil notices that the box is filled with broken glass and rusty nails. "Perhaps you want something a bit less savory? Or perhaps I've finally found my gastronomic equal?"

 Vergil’s mouth becomes more similar to the prince’s, demonic energy coming off his body in waves as he continues to eat the glass and nails, melting the moment they enter his mouth “I’ve eaten worse and I’ll eat worse again. This is nothing out of the ordinary.” 

 Dyshcarist seems unfazed. "Ah, a fine meal indeed. And a friend to share it with, no less! Judging by your little trick, I'm guessing you can mimic the powers of other demons? That's very powerful. I need to eat something before I can copy it."

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 *Thats what I was thinking, Goku enjoys a good meal and isn’t really the kind to kill anyone unless he absolutely has to for the better of the world, and even then he was willing to spare Frieza. Vergil would just be fun in general because of his lack of morals as a whole and demonic nature. So I’m going to go with Vergil first.*

 A man in a fright white and blue robe and suit sits down at the table. He has one hand resting on a blade in the sheath at his side. He looks the demon prince in the eyes, grabbing his plate of food, and sliding it over to himself without a word. He then without breaking eye contact begins to eat said food.

 The prince smirks. After the first bite of normal food, Vergil notices that the box is filled with broken glass and rusty nails. "Perhaps you want something a bit less savory? Or perhaps I've finally found my gastronomic equal?"

 Vergil’s mouth becomes more similar to the prince’s, demonic energy coming off his body in waves as he continues to eat the glass and nails, melting the moment they enter his mouth “I’ve eaten worse and I’ll eat worse again. This is nothing out of the ordinary.” 

 Dyshcarist seems unfazed. "Ah, a fine meal indeed. And a friend to share it with, no less! Judging by your little trick, I'm guessing you can mimic the powers of other demons? That's very powerful. I need to eat something before I can copy it."

 He raises an eyebrow “I am not mimicking anything. I am a demon myself, a demon more powerful than you for that matter. Mimicry is a cheap trick for the weak, an ant does not mimic anything, because it is stronger than anything its size other than fellow ants.”

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An incredibly tall and muscular man enters the dome. His black hair is long and stringy, reaching far past his shoulders, his face aggressive.  He wears a black hakama with his chest exposed, a simple eyepatch with no straps over his right eye. Strangely, his left eye is the one scarred, a long cut running down the entirety of the left side of his face. He radiates an aura of pure menace, those who can see him pause in their tracks, or drop to the ground, as if forced there by some kind of gravity. Lesser men who dare to get close drop dead, likely out of pure fear. Each step he takes causes a crater in the ground, the sound reverberating throughout the entire dome. At his side, he carries a massive blade, similar to that of a nodachi. The blade is chipped and beaten on its edge, as if it has seen centuries of battle, and is barely useable

 *Oh, I want to make a Bleach character so hard but all the good ones have busted Ban-Kai’s so I’ll just have to live with making other cool characters from different shows.*

 *Maybe make Grimjow?*

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 Dyshcarist seems unfazed. "Ah, a fine meal indeed. And a friend to share it with, no less! Judging by your little trick, I'm guessing you can mimic the powers of other demons? That's very powerful. I need to eat something before I can copy it."

 He raises an eyebrow “I am not mimicking anything. I am a demon myself, a demon more powerful than you for that matter. Mimicry is a cheap trick for the weak, an ant does not mimic anything, because it is stronger than anything its size other than fellow ants.”

 "If you're so strong, why would you dine with something as insignificant as I? Surely you have better food, company, and scenery at your disposal." He smiles warmly. "But I'm happy if what I've done makes you comfortable."

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An incredibly tall and muscular man enters the dome. His black hair is long and stringy, reaching far past his shoulders, his face aggressive.  He wears a black hakama with his chest exposed, a simple eyepatch with no straps over his right eye. Strangely, his left eye is the one scarred, a long cut running down the entirety of the left side of his face. He radiates an aura of pure menace, those who can see him pause in their tracks, or drop to the ground, as if forced there by some kind of gravity. Lesser men who dare to get close drop dead, likely out of pure fear. Each step he takes causes a crater in the ground, the sound reverberating throughout the entire dome. At his side, he carries a massive blade, similar to that of a nodachi. The blade is chipped and beaten on its edge, as if it has seen centuries of battle, and is barely useable

 *Oh, I want to make a Bleach character so hard but all the good ones have busted Ban-Kai’s so I’ll just have to live with making other cool characters from different shows.*

 *Maybe make Grimjow?*

 *That might be a good one to make, I’ll try.*

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 Dyshcarist seems unfazed. "Ah, a fine meal indeed. And a friend to share it with, no less! Judging by your little trick, I'm guessing you can mimic the powers of other demons? That's very powerful. I need to eat something before I can copy it."

 He raises an eyebrow “I am not mimicking anything. I am a demon myself, a demon more powerful than you for that matter. Mimicry is a cheap trick for the weak, an ant does not mimic anything, because it is stronger than anything its size other than fellow ants.”

 "If you're so strong, why would you dine with something as insignificant as I? Surely you have better food, company, and scenery at your disposal." He smiles warmly. "But I'm happy if what I've done makes you comfortable."

 “Strength doesn’t mean that I am better than anyone to the point on non association. Ants work with other creatures many times, because they are useful. This meal is useful to me, so it is the same.” Vergil’s face never changes from its stone state as he eats.

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 "If you're so strong, why would you dine with something as insignificant as I? Surely you have better food, company, and scenery at your disposal." He smiles warmly. "But I'm happy if what I've done makes you comfortable."

 “Strength doesn’t mean that I am better than anyone to the point on non association. Ants work with other creatures many times, because they are useful. This meal is useful to me, so it is the same.” Vergil’s face never changes from its stone state as he eats.

 "Well, I'm happy my home cooking has finally been useful to someone. Most people can't stand it and refuse to eat." He summons a menu with his pen. "I usually have my minions cook for me so that I can have guests over. I don't think I need to do that here, but it might be nice for you to be able to pick your next course." He offers the red paper. "If you write something down, I'm sure they'll have it."

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 "If you're so strong, why would you dine with something as insignificant as I? Surely you have better food, company, and scenery at your disposal." He smiles warmly. "But I'm happy if what I've done makes you comfortable."

 “Strength doesn’t mean that I am better than anyone to the point on non association. Ants work with other creatures many times, because they are useful. This meal is useful to me, so it is the same.” Vergil’s face never changes from its stone state as he eats.

 "Well, I'm happy my home cooking has finally been useful to someone. Most people can't stand it and refuse to eat." He summons a menu with his pen. "I usually have my minions cook for me so that I can have guests over. I don't think I need to do that here, but it might be nice for you to be able to pick your next course." He offers the red paper. "If you write something down, I'm sure they'll have it."

 He looks down to the red paper, and slowly looks back to the demon prince “I do not seek anymore food. I will be fine. I’d rather simply talk with you.” He finishes the plate before bluntly asking “Who are you, and what do you want.”

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 "Well, I'm happy my home cooking has finally been useful to someone. Most people can't stand it and refuse to eat." He summons a menu with his pen. "I usually have my minions cook for me so that I can have guests over. I don't think I need to do that here, but it might be nice for you to be able to pick your next course." He offers the red paper. "If you write something down, I'm sure they'll have it."

 He looks down to the red paper, and slowly looks back to the demon prince “I do not seek anymore food. I will be fine. I’d rather simply talk with you.” He finishes the plate before bluntly asking “Who are you, and what do you want.”

 "My name is Dyscharist. I'm just a demon prince. There are so many of them that it doesn't really matter what I'm the demon prince of, so I won't waste your time with that. I saw all these lovely monsters and decided to follow them with the hopes of finding food. I found some. And fortunately, I found a fellow demon who seems to have taken a liking to me." He smiles again at Virgil.

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 "Well, I'm happy my home cooking has finally been useful to someone. Most people can't stand it and refuse to eat." He summons a menu with his pen. "I usually have my minions cook for me so that I can have guests over. I don't think I need to do that here, but it might be nice for you to be able to pick your next course." He offers the red paper. "If you write something down, I'm sure they'll have it."

 He looks down to the red paper, and slowly looks back to the demon prince “I do not seek anymore food. I will be fine. I’d rather simply talk with you.” He finishes the plate before bluntly asking “Who are you, and what do you want.”

 "My name is Dyscharist. I'm just a demon prince. There are so many of them that it doesn't really matter what I'm the demon prince of, so I won't waste your time with that. I saw all these lovely monsters and decided to follow them with the hopes of finding food. I found some. And fortunately, I found a fellow demon who seems to have taken a liking to me." He smiles again at Virgil.

 “A liking is a way to put it I suppose. I will not claim that I dislike you, because if I did you would simply be dead. You yet to do anything to make me dislike you regardless, although you do remind me vaguely of my idiotic sibling.” He says, not frowning at them, but not smiling either.

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 "My name is Dyscharist. I'm just a demon prince. There are so many of them that it doesn't really matter what I'm the demon prince of, so I won't waste your time with that. I saw all these lovely monsters and decided to follow them with the hopes of finding food. I found some. And fortunately, I found a fellow demon who seems to have taken a liking to me." He smiles again at Virgil.

 “A liking is a way to put it I suppose. I will not claim that I dislike you, because if I did you would simply be dead. You yet to do anything to make me dislike you regardless, although you do remind me vaguely of my idiotic sibling.” He says, not frowning at them, but not smiling either.

 "I'd rather be an all-hungry idiot than someone who brings harm to others on a regular basis. Shame I have to be both. Comes with running a corporation. There are billions of people beneath me who all have good ideas of their own, but they'll never grace my ears. And then there are people who have bad ideas that I do hear, and I often act on them because I don't know any better. But all-in-all, while my life is miserable, I know for a fact that I have it better than I deserve, and that's what makes me happy. People have tried to put me down all my life, so your hostility is nothing new to me. I can tell you have some good in you, and that's something I don't often see working with my underlings. It's so nice to meet someone outside of the company."

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 "My name is Dyscharist. I'm just a demon prince. There are so many of them that it doesn't really matter what I'm the demon prince of, so I won't waste your time with that. I saw all these lovely monsters and decided to follow them with the hopes of finding food. I found some. And fortunately, I found a fellow demon who seems to have taken a liking to me." He smiles again at Virgil.

 “A liking is a way to put it I suppose. I will not claim that I dislike you, because if I did you would simply be dead. You yet to do anything to make me dislike you regardless, although you do remind me vaguely of my idiotic sibling.” He says, not frowning at them, but not smiling either.

 "I'd rather be an all-hungry idiot than someone who brings harm to others on a regular basis. Shame I have to be both. Comes with running a corporation. There are billions of people beneath me who all have good ideas of their own, but they'll never grace my ears. And then there are people who have bad ideas that I do hear, and I often act on them because I don't know any better. But all-in-all, while my life is miserable, I know for a fact that I have it better than I deserve, and that's what makes me happy. People have tried to put me down all my life, so your hostility is nothing new to me. I can tell you have some good in you, and that's something I don't often see working with my underlings. It's so nice to meet someone outside of the company."

 “I don’t do business, find no point in it honestly. When you are so strong you can take anything you want with little to no issue, money becomes entirely pointless. Either way it doesn’t matter in the end.” He stands up from the table “You are a strange fellow for a demon. Strange indeed.”

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 "I'd rather be an all-hungry idiot than someone who brings harm to others on a regular basis. Shame I have to be both. Comes with running a corporation. There are billions of people beneath me who all have good ideas of their own, but they'll never grace my ears. And then there are people who have bad ideas that I do hear, and I often act on them because I don't know any better. But all-in-all, while my life is miserable, I know for a fact that I have it better than I deserve, and that's what makes me happy. People have tried to put me down all my life, so your hostility is nothing new to me. I can tell you have some good in you, and that's something I don't often see working with my underlings. It's so nice to meet someone outside of the company."

 “I don’t do business, find no point in it honestly. When you are so strong you can take anything you want with little to no issue, money becomes entirely pointless. Either way it doesn’t matter in the end.” He stands up from the table “You are a strange fellow for a demon. Strange indeed.”

 "Yes, all three of my fathers say that about me. I do business simply because it allows me to use my power to create instead of destroy. We all know how to break things. That's easy. Fixing things is harder, however. Mortals value money, and I'd rather not kill anyone who shows me any resistance. Eventually, I would run across someone stronger than me, someone like you, for instance, and I would die and have to start over again. Even Machiavelli said that it's better to rule by love than fear." He remains seated. He animates a little ball of soot into a sprite and plays with it absentmindedly.

Kenpachi is still wandering 

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Kenpachi is still wandering 

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Kenpachi is still wandering 

 *Judging by your intro, my characters would die from proximity to them, so... I guess I'll bring in Dyscharist, who can come back from that.*

Dyscharist waves them over from his dining table, surrounded by mountains of bones.

(I think it's worth mentioning that since he's using a different power system, Dyscharist likely could not damage the guy lore-wise.)

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 *Judging by your intro, my characters would die from proximity to them, so... I guess I'll bring in Dyscharist, who can come back from that.*

Dyscharist waves them over from his dining table, surrounded by mountains of bones.

(I think it's worth mentioning that since he's using a different power system, Dyscharist likely could not damage the guy lore-wise.)

 *The only people who would die would be a strong person by regular dnd standards, level 15 or so, but like max level would be fine. Absolute terrified, but alive*

”Huh?” He walks over, disappearing and reappearing at the end of the table “Who are you?”

*You never know. But I don’t think he would be able to stand up against him very well*

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 *The only people who would die would be a strong person by regular dnd standards, level 15 or so, but like max level would be fine. Absolute terrified, but alive*

”Huh?” He walks over, disappearing and reappearing at the end of the table “Who are you?”

*You never know. But I don’t think he would be able to stand up against him very well*

 The fiend leans back in his skeletal chair. "Oh, no one special. I'm a Demon Prince, which doesn't mean jack around here. But my name's Dyscharist. Nice speed by the way. I can do something similar, but it takes a combination of different techniques so it's not the same. You hungry?"

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 *The only people who would die would be a strong person by regular dnd standards, level 15 or so, but like max level would be fine. Absolute terrified, but alive*

”Huh?” He walks over, disappearing and reappearing at the end of the table “Who are you?”

*You never know. But I don’t think he would be able to stand up against him very well*

 The fiend leans back in his skeletal chair. "Oh, no one special. I'm a Demon Prince, which doesn't mean jack around here. But my name's Dyscharist. Nice speed by the way. I can do something similar, but it takes a combination of different techniques so it's not the same. You hungry?"

 “Eh?” He doesn’t seem to have processed most of that sentence “Demon Prince? That mean your strong or something? And I wouldn’t mind some grub. Can’t fight on an empty stomach.”

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 The fiend leans back in his skeletal chair. "Oh, no one special. I'm a Demon Prince, which doesn't mean jack around here. But my name's Dyscharist. Nice speed by the way. I can do something similar, but it takes a combination of different techniques so it's not the same. You hungry?"

 “Eh?” He doesn’t seem to have processed most of that sentence “Demon Prince? That mean your strong or something? And I wouldn’t mind some grub. Can’t fight on an empty stomach.”

 "Yeah, I'm decently strong." He summons a menu and slides it over, along with a pen. There are a variety of foods from various planes, and also a place to write what you want. "Basically I run a pretty big realm of evil spirits and keep them in line. It's no big deal around here, though, as I said."