Watsumoto walks with reverence toward the group of Ozanians and kneels before them. "I apologize for our actions toward you all."
"Oh, no worries, it was all just a minor misunderstanding," says Mei.
Watsumoto shows his respect by performing a formal bow before them. "Thank you for your understanding," Watsumoto places his hand on the Masked Supernatural's shoulder, giving him a reassuring squeeze. "Although they weren't enemies, you showed great courage defending your clan's planet. Excellent job, my son."
The masked Supernatural kneels before Watsumoto, his head bowed in respect. "Thanks, Father."
"Now, my son, take off your mask and introduce yourself."
"Yes, father," The masked Supernatural removes his mask, revealing features that closely resemble those of his father, but with the addition of a long, black ponytail. "Sorry for the trouble. My name is Chonozori, son of Watsumoto."
Navar walks up to Chonozori, grinning and extending his hand for a cordial handshake. "My name is Navar Okayasu!"
Chonozori grins back, feeling Navar's firm grip as they shake hands. "Nice to meet you."
"Your clothing looks mangled. I can tell you all have been through a rough couple of days. Why don't you all stay with my clan until you're rested," says Watsumoto.
"Really!?" they say in unison.
"Of course, I would, and besides, I owe the Ozanian Empire a lot for what they have done for my clan throughout the years. Now come on, follow me," They walk through the Shizonian Tribes Forest for forty minutes, until finally arriving at a wooden gate guarded by two Shizonian tribal men wearing leafed clothing and wooden masks. The guards bow and open the gates for Watsumoto, revealing a bustling community of Shizonian people living in tree-house style homes and enjoying the many attractions of their forested society. As the Ozanians continue their walk, a bevy of stunning Shizonian women approach them, each holding out a wooden cup. "Here you all go, drink these and tell us what you think about the taste."
"Wow, I'm going to enjoy staying here for the next couple of days," Seiju thinks to himself.
They take a sip of the offered beverages, and their faces light up with pleasure at the delicious juice taste. "Wow, these taste amazing!" says Navar.
"These drinks are made from plants grown on the grounds of this planet. I'm glad you enjoy them," says one of them.
"Follow me, and I'll show you where you'll stay for the next few days," Watsumoto takes them to a cozy tree house furnished with multiple beds, chairs, and plenty of food.
"Thank you very much," says Mei.
Watsumoto turns his head and looks over his shoulder at them as he walks toward the room's exit. "If you all want to partake in our celebration ceremony, which happens every five sunrises, you're more than welcome to," Watsumoto motions over a tribal man to place down a box with the clothing. "If you are to join, you all must wear these. For it's a tradition for our guests to wear our attire."
"Show of hands. Who wants to attend this party?" asks Mei. Everyone raises their hands. "Good, we'll spend about an hour decompressing, then we will go to the ceremony."
"Yes, Ma'am!" says everyone. After an hour of relaxation, Mei rises to her feet, drawing the eyes of everyone in the group. "Ok, guys, let's put those clothes on so we can go to the ceremony."
Seiju's face twists into a lecherous grin. "I get to see Astran and Miri undress. Oh boy, what a time to be alive!" Seiju thinks to himself.
Mei catches Seiju's lecherous smirk and shifts her gaze to Chitose. "Because of my pervert of a little brother, do you have a spell that can create a changing room for both guys and girls?"
"Of course. There are men and women in the same room of a home. Please allow us to be covered so none of the private parts of our body are exposed Magic Spell Sorcery: Changing Rooms!" Two changing rooms with "Male" and "Female" appear. The females adorn themselves in a grass mini-dress with open sleeves, while the males don lengthy grass-textured pants with no shirt. "Is everyone ready to go?" asks Mei.
They all nod in unison, then leave. As soon as they step outside, Shizonian Tribe men with masks appear before them. "We'll escort you to where you need to go," The tribal escorts bring them to a lively area where the Shizonian tribe people cheer and dance with great enthusiasm.
Navar's eyes light up with excitement, and his mouth forms a wide grin. "Wow! That's a lot of people! This will be a hell of a party!" Navar thinks to himself. The tribal men escort them to the top of a tree house, where they see a formidable group comprising Watsumoto, Chonozori, a child, and five other Supernaturals with powerful energies.
One creature is an Advanced Creature: Advanced Human older woman with deep brown melanin skin, donning a full-length open-sleeved leaf textured dress and sunglasses. She has black hair styled in an afro wrapped in a vibrant green scarf, and she carries a Mage Stick adorned with countless leaves at the tip. Her name is Mz. Ivy, The Shizonian Clan's Mage.
Another Supernatural stands at an impressive height of 220 centimeters with a noticeable difference in the fur color on his front and backside; the back is brown, and his front is white. Razor-sharp talons and claws complement his owl-like face, and his large brown wings adorn his back. The prominent features of this creature identify his race as a Winged Creature: Owletagon. His name is Ralzhon (pronounced Ral Zon).
Another is a creature with an impressive muscular build, towering at 388 centimeters, with green fur, primate-like facial features, and piercing yellow eyes. These prominent features identify this creature as a Golem: 'Ong 'Ong Archetype. His name is Guwongo.
Another is a creature who stands on Guwongo's shoulder, a smaller brown-furred creature, only standing a minuscule 78 centimeters. His outfit comprises green leaf-textured briefs and a large, colorful mask that obscures his face. These miniature features classify this creature as a Mite: 'Oyk 'Oyk Archetype (pronounced oke oke). His name is Waku Waku, "The Rabid Creature".
Another creature is a bountiful Advanced Creature: Shizonian male standing a towering 210 centimeters with balding black hair in a ponytail and yellow eyes. He wears leaf-textured briefs and has a long Jian sword with a green-colored hilt latched to them. His name is Toyan.
The last creature is a young, burly Shizonian male. He stands tall at 200 centimeters, has long locs of black hair, and wears pants with a leaf texture. His name is Yimono.
"The people before you are my five chiefs; Waku Waku, Toyan, Mz. Ivy, Ralzhon, and my Head Chief Guwongo. The two younger people are Yimono and my son, who you've already met. Say your greetings, you all."
"EEE OOK!" says Waku Waku.
"Hey, darlins," says Mz. Ivy.
"Wassup!" says Toyan.
"Greetings.." says Ralzhon.
"Greetings..." says Guwongo.
"Pleasure to meet you all," says Mei.
"Now that the introductions are done! Let's party it up!" Toyan's face lights up with joy as he leaps towards the group, his excitement and radiant energy palpable. "Yeah! Come on and join the party!"
For five hours, the Ozanians party with the Shizonian tribe until the event ends. They now go back to the tree house they were in five hours ago. "Wow, that was so much fun!" says Navar.
"Yeah! We sure know how to have fun and party!" says Toyan.
Watsumoto approaches them, his brow furrowed in concern. "Guys."
"What is it?" asks Mei.
"I need a favor from you."
"And what would that be?"
"I need you to get my brother out of the Land of Beasts on this planet. However, this might be too big a task for you all, considering he is… Phyton, One of The Four Supreme Beasts within the universe."
"Why can't you defeat him yourself?"
"I'll tell you everything, but you might be here for a few hours, so get comfortable."