Multiverse Conquest: Rise of the Saiyan Empire

Garp smiled wildly:

"Then, let's get to it!"

A Red King Piece appeared on his hand:

"You all here, members of the Brotherhood, weren't made Saiyans before the Infinite Assassination Test. Why is that? Ezio!"

Ezio smiled:

"An assassin's principal quality is the capacity to kill the strong with the weak. If we became Saiyans since the beginning, we would have lost the opportunity to learn that."

Marek nodded, a wide smile on:

"That's exactly it. Maybe some of you found these examinations tough or difficult but the bitter reality is that in the Astaroth Continent…Freaks at the level of Kurotsuchi Mayuri are legion. They could be found at the top of every Archdukedom and Principality. The bottom power of the Brotherhood needs to at least be able to handle that kind of challenge easily."

He then smirked:

"And the top…Need to be able to easily kill any of the Top Dogs of the Three Forces. Even becoming a Super Saiyan 1 won't allow you to reach that level. Only when conjuring the immense base energy of the High Class Saiyan race with the Ki, Reastu, Chakra and Haki could you attain a level several time higher than your realm, being able to match SSJ2 at Base Form!!"

He then looked at Altair approvingly:

"Altair has already found a way to completely jump in Realm, using his Hakai Transformation."

His gaze then dropped on Killua:

"Killua, you must realize that…In the realm, I wish for you to attain. The Speed of light itself is quite a slow speed, let's not even talk about the speed of thunder."

Killua narrowed his eyes in thought:

"I see, Mentor, so my Nen Transformation is becoming completely useless…"

Marek had an interested gaze:

"Really? Who said Speed of light is the limit of Light? Can't Light goes faster? Normal bio-bodies with energies like Ki go that fast! What about someone with a base speed as fast as yours? Why Light shouldn't be able to? Isn't Transformation's exact purpose is to change properties? "

Killua was surprised before he started grinning:

"Gotcha! Boss!!"

The Red King Piece appeared on his hand:

"Be prepared…It's going to sting a bit."

Suddenly a light came from the tip of the King Piece, landing on each of their bodies, slowly transforming them. Pain was there, yet for them, it was completely negligible, their training was much more painful. They only felt the bliss and the strength hidden deeply in each change of their bodies.

Marek looked over them with a smug smile on his face. Curiously their bodies appearance, didn't actually change in the slightest. But it isn't that hard to understand, the Saiyan genes are warrior genes, at every zenkai boost it remodels the body to it's most optimum form of power. Every one of them had 'the perfect body' ratio for each of their fighting styles, their new acquired Saiyan Bodies already 'understood' that, only changing their race. Well, for everyone but two….

Those two where the Oldest. Yet, in Saiyan age, they should still be able to retain their youth!!!

As Saiyans age slower, and have a longer lifespan!!

Garp's grey hair began to slowly turn back to black as he completely reverted to his youthful self.

But The big Change was Zeno's!!!

Zeno's hunch back began to slowly return to his 'Ripped' prime!!. His natural silver hair spiked up even a notch!! Looking like a shorter version of Vegeta's hair!

His Long Monshu Moustache growing until it landed on his ripped torso!!!

Muscles could be seen as his lean and tall form resembled more that of Illumi's that that of Silva. Zeno grinned wildly:

"Hehehe….It seems that I have still some good years ahead of me. I am going to miss that back pain too."

Although their bodies didn't go through that much of a change, the same couldn't be said about their hair and faces.

Eivor gorgeous blond hair had gone a little darker, as treads of black could be seen fusing with her blond hair.

Her already fierce face became fiercer, yet she still retains a savage beauty, like a Valkyrie about to rule the battlefield (She kind of looks like Lagertha from Vikings)

Kassandra's dark hair got a little wavy…As she grew, her natural beauty was mesmerizing yet elegant. One could see a trace of deep shrewdness in her every move, yet, always with a natural sense of elegance, like British royalty (The style of Marjorie Tyrell from GoT)

Ezio's handsome face got a little bit fiercer, as his laid back air, now had a deep sense of pride in it. A real charismatic leader was about to be born.

Killua had his white hair spiked up, resembling that of 'Zaiko' from DBAF.

Kalluto womanly air was still around, yet he gave a more mysterious feeling, like that of an impregnable fairy.

Illumi still had the same appearance, with his long hair a little spiked up.

Silva's intimidating aura became thicker, his muscle even more vehement than before, his silver air, untainted, but a little longer and with a little more spike! He looked at his limbs and moved his arm around.

The movement with an unprecedented velocity, heaven defying accuracy and hallucinating rhythm:

"It's still not on point, but I will get used to it."

Marek smiled, elation all over his face:

"They are completely different from the likes of Matsuda and Motohama. The amount of Ki they can draw is immense. They already extremely close to the Standard of High Class Saiyans."

Altair whose dark braided hair became even longer, smiled lightly:

"Finally, I get to look at that realm…!!"

Everyone was enjoying the feeling of power, they felt oozing from their bodies.

Unfortunately, they wouldn't get that chance for long. Suddenly they felt an ominous aura, one like they've never felt before. One could only describe it in one word:

"Evil! Deep Evil"

The aura kept skyrocketing, shaking the whole Chamber as a voice was finally associated with it:

"Now, that you are all…Saiyans. I can stop holding back, can't I?"

The doubled sounded terribly ominous, like it came from hell itself!

The warm and comprehending voice seemed like that of a hungered beast.

He flew up adopting the signature Broly Pose, he looked down on the Saiyans with a smirk on his face, as his hair spiked up indicating that he entered the 'Wrath State':

"Saiyan Training…First Phase. Survival."

The vast power, they felt coming from him was like an unquenchable ocean, drowning them in deep despair. All of them, were about to experiment a much worse training than the one Marek had with Vegeta.

It was then, that the first phase of what they were about to call 'The thing that is worst than Hell' for the thousand years to come unfolded.

For one year straight, they kept getting attacked again and again by the Legendary Super Saiyan, evolving again and again. Their Zenkai Boosts, their instinct for survival, and their resolve to become stronger, made them already bypass the level of High Class Saiyans by a large margin.

And when they finally, could survive, the Wrath State of the Emperor, riddled with wounds, and a little away from death, the Emperor stopped:

"Good, good…you succeeded at the first step. But the second would make you wish, you were fighting to death with me."

He remembered his time with Vegeta as he smiled wildly:

"For now…We will begin GRAVITY TRAINING!!!"

A worst hell was then unleashed. Suffering worst than death, the feeling of the bone crushing gravity.

Yet even that was surmountable.

What wasn't, was what about to unfold.

Suddenly the Blue portal leading to the Hyperbolic Time Chamber had a slight fluctuation and two people appeared in it. They looked at their changed brothers, with a glint of admiration:

'They are already on par with the Fifth Sentence.'

All the people had surprise in their faces. If those two came here, that soon, that means trouble.

Marek had a solemn face, the two bowed:

"Your Majesty we have some news, to deliver, from the council."

Marek who, in his heart, already know who would cause the council to contact him, sighed, a bitter smile on his face:

"It seems…That she acted after all."

He turned around and ordered:

"Fine. Accompany me, so you can report."

He slowly turned around, but he didn't hear them acknowledging his order. Even the people of the Brotherhood were shocked. The man sighed:

"Your Majesty, I think that all the Brothers should hear our report."

Ezio narrowed his eyes. He knew this couple, the candidates for the Bayek and Aya position, the two that should take over the order would he be absent. Although they were brave, they were extremely pondered, cool headed and had an unyielding loyalty for the Emepror. If he didn't acknowledge the order, there must be a reason behind it.

The Emperor laughed with a near silent voice, yet the tone didn't escape, the trained ears of any of them. This laugh was…Powerless. Full with sadness and nostalgia, he smiled with an extremely emotional face, like that's of an old father:

"Sho, Lan…You were so cute when you were little kids, always following me around."

He smile seemed etheral lost in dear memories

"Sho sneaking around in the night, trying to fire Ki blast and copying my pose, so you could show it to me the next day.

"Lan, always complaining about your noise in the night…"

The voice sounded extremely fragile, like that of an old man's. The worlds held an immense deal of affection. Triggering the heart string of those two monstrous killers.

"Sho loved hearing stories about the multiverse…The story of the Quirckless boy, the story of the rejected Shinobi…Everyday you would try to imitate one of them."

Marek had an amused face :

"Trying to impress your brothers. Yet, they would always laugh at you…hehehe…If Lan wasn't looking after you, I wonder how you would have turned out…"

He continued to ramble for a while about the time they spend together, about their childhood and their life.

He then gradually stoped and smiled widely:

"Yet, here you are…All grown up. Trying to protect me."

Sho responded with emotion in his voice:

"Your Majesty…everything is your grace's…And because of that, because of what you are to all of us. I will not relent."

Marek turned and looked at him deeply and then looked at at Lan.

"Sho, Lan or…Bayek and Aya, do you think it's the right choice to make?"

The both of them, had their eyes wide from the surprise. They were 'named'! BAYEK AND AYA, were the last positions to ever be given. Not because of their grades but because of their Importance. The power bestowed upon those were only outclassed by the Ezio position!! Actually, if both Bayek and Aya had the same decision they could even overrule Ezio!! The braveness, the vision to even question those above them is what needed for the title of Bayek and Aya!!

Aya feeling her heart full with bliss nodded:

"Yes, your majesty! I will not relent too!"

Bayek looked at all the confused members of the Brotherhood:

"They need to…Your majesty."

He laughed lightly:

"Then…Let's go…Call the Empresses."