Multiverse Conquest: Rise of the Saiyan Empire

Chapter 5: Training and Dilemna

First month:

Marek was heavily breathing his tongue out like a street dog, Vegeta wearing weights in his base form, was looking down on him like he was the most pathetic thing in the world. In this first month, if Marek learned something is that he knew far less about his body than he thought. And worst of all, his power was vicious, extremely vicious to his own sanity. Every time he fought, he felt like he was in a tight rope between the man and the animal. He had a long way to go.

Vegeta who maintained a straight face, was visibly shaken inside:

'What is wrong with his body? This power, this speed. And this overwhelming Ki!! If he knew how to release even a third of it, he would be on par with a Super Saiyan in his base form! What a freak!

If I were to train him more…

As he thought about it, Vegeta felt his blood boiling, as he clenched his fist:

'A worthy foe!'

"Stand up! We are not done yet!"

He stood up:

"Yes! Lets do this"

4 months :

Sounds of punches were shaking the whole dimension.

"You still lack a lot of experience. Your way of battling is more akin to a beast defending itself than a warrior fighting."

The exchanges continued as Vegeta continued to pinpoint the flaws in his fighting skills. Every 10 blows Vegeta would notice that Marek would lose consciousness and act like a crazy person. That corresponded to when his Ki would attain gain momentum.

'His power is difficult to control. This is going to be much more difficult to handle.'

As he adapted more and more to his body, his inane power would slowly appear and occurrences like these were more and more frequent.

7 months:

A half crazy/Half sane laugh could be heard on the depth of the Hyperbolic Time Chamber:

"I finally got you to drop the weight, Vegeta! Lets fight more!

-You crazy bastard…"

Clashes raged in the empty space for about 1 hour before a silhouette droped from the sky. His hair was all over his face as he weakly laughed:

His hair was all over his face as he weakly laughed:

"Ha Ha ha good fight Vegeta.

-You are getting cocky, little shit."

An inquisitive look on, Vegeta continued to analyze this child progress over the last months.

"You know, you could simply ask me…Vegeta. I know my new body intrigues you…hehehe

-Who would care about a weakling like you!

-You know what Vegeta. Lets exchange secrets, I tell you mine, you tell me yours.

-Hmph!!

He only turned his face in the other direction.

-I will tell you mine.

Actually Shenron's wish only made me a low class warrior, it was the limit of his power.

When he mentioned, Vegeta subtly nodded:

'As expected '

He exctended his hand and a red chess piece appeared on his palm:

-This what my people call the King's Piece. Its power is genetic derivation and genetic evolution. Its second power is to elevate the genetic of a species to its highest level of evolution. In the case of saiyans, its what is called 'The legendary super-saiyan' genetics.

For the first time, Vegeta looked at him directly, with anger on his voice:

-You crazy bastard! So that's what you've done! Its crazy! This power is going to consume you, you know that right?

Replying to him, he simply grinned saying:

"If I am not determined enough to wager for greatness. How can I look my people in the eyes?"

He immediately calmed down sighing:

"At this rate, you will die before your people.

-Are you worried about me Vegeta-san? Nooo…That would be so unlike you---AHHH!!

A blast descended on Marek as he cried in angony:

"No! No! Vegeta-san I was joking! Well now that I told you my secret, should I ask you one of yours…hehehe"

He didn't deny. So Marek continued:

"Vegeta-san…Hum…Hum."

Marek could feel that even tho his eyes were pridefuly closed, his ears were waiting for his words:

"What made you fall so hard for Bulm—AAAAH SOORRRY!!!"

Energy blasts started storming as he let out an angry voice:

"It seems you had enough rest! And you even have leeway to spurt gibberish! OKAY! ITS TIME! LETS START GRAVITY TRAINING!"

It was then that hell started.

1 year and half.

In the tapestry of the pure white Hyperbolic time Chamber one big mechanical room floated peacefuly. Who would have tought that inside existed 'The seven hells themselves!'?

The Blood red color, the extreme and unbreathable environment created by gravity that could distord space itself. Laser were shot everywhere as two people were fighting each other for another time. Only this time one of them has yellow color surrounding him.

Yes, Marek, in middle of this hell, has finally pushed Vegeta to the Super sayan realm. But even thought it would be an occasion to celebrate, an ominous aura was oozing out from Marek as he fought half-insane, and his eyes began blurring out. Vegeta had to go SSJ2 to knock him out cold.

"Dam…mit, Vege..ta-san, that was close…hehehe"

He sighed and laughed softly:

"What a crazy bastard!"

"Crazy? Did you see your training? Who is the crazy bastard now?!

"Hmph! That?! Its just Monday afternoon for me, son!

-Vegeta-san is training so hard, you must really care about this planet hehehe…NO!! NO!! No more ki blasts! Vegeta-san!

After destroying the hell out of him, another time, he sighed:

"Vegeta-san's ki blasts of love are getting harder to take…hhhhh

-If you stopped saying stupid stuff every time would I need to kick your ass?

He sighed another time:

"You can't go further than this without going insane.

-I know, I already thought about a solution.