The cosmic aftermath of the exploded planet left a gaping void in the cosmos, where once a thriving world had flourished. A chaotic mess of darkness and planetary debris sprawled out in all directions, occasionally punctuated by distant stars that twinkled with a rather ill-timed sense of humor. Once teeming with life, the remnants of a bustling city-wide planet now drifted through space like aimless phantoms, carrying the fading echoes of a world devoured by destruction. In the depths of this cosmic desolation, two small attack pods could be spotted hurtling toward the imposing figure of Bojack. A wicked smirk curled on his lips as he recognized these spaceships; they were unmistakably from the Frieza Force.
The galactic pirate captain wondered if they were late to the party or if they were sent for another reason. Their spaceships stopped a distance away from Bojack before opening up. Two aliens slowly floated over to Bojack in his fully powered-up state.
One was blue, the other red, and to Bojack's eyes, they resembled squishy jelly beans. The blue-skinned warrior, Abo, sported a single horn atop his head, paired with two large, pointed blue ears. His physique was encased in the distinctive Battle Armor of the Planet Trade Organization. A violet scouter clung to one side of his face, casting an eerie violet glow as it diligently scanned Bojack's energy. With a conceited grin, Abo cracked his knuckles. Kado, his crimson counterpart, mirrored Abo's slender form, boasting two menacing horns and two large, pointed red ears. He, too, was clad in the Planet Trade Organization's Battle Armor, accompanied by a violet scouter.
Kado couldn't help but chuckle as he cracked his neck. "So, you're our big, bad space pirate, eh?" he quipped. "They sent you two weaklings after me?" Bojack retorted, his tone laced with insult, having swiftly sensed their power levels. "Is this some kind of joke?" he added, a hint of disdain in his voice.
Abo exchanged a subtle elbow tap with Kado and remarked, "I think this bastard's underestimating us, Kado." "It's been a while since we had to resort to that technique," Kado noted with a smirk. "Think he's bad enough to withstand our combined power?" He pointed at Bojack with full confidence in their power.
"I don't have the time to waste on you clowns," Bojack retorted with a clenched fist. "Either move out of my way, or I'll ensure you wish you had, in the afterlife."
Without warning, Abo and Kado vanished simultaneously. Kado materialized in front of Bojack, and Abo reappeared behind him. Both launched ferocious punches at the shirtless space pirate. Their fists collided with Bojack's impressive muscles, but the outcome was nothing. Their attacks were like a gentle breeze against a mountain. “Guess the scouter wasn’t foolin’,” Abo noted. “Yeah, no kiddin--”
In perfect synchronization, they were sent flying, their endeavors in vain. Bojack's elbow struck Abo's face while his knee hammered into Kado's armored torso, sending them tumbling through the cosmic void. Abo crashed against the debris of the annihilated planet, altering his trajectory. The brothers halted their uncontrolled spinning with deliberate movements, spreading their arms and legs wide before locking eyes in a silent, knowing exchange. Subsequently, they nodded in agreement. Their once-singular forms multiplied into a swarm of four, then eight, then sixteen, eventually burgeoning into hundreds of red and blue clones. Together, they surged toward Bojack in the boundless expanse of space. Bojack, arms crossed, surveyed his surroundings without making a move, even as one of the clones closed in, inches away from a swift kick to his face. The clone's fist, along with hundreds of others, passed right through Bojack. His expression remained unaltered.
Eventually, Bojack snatched the real brothers by the throat when they tried attacking him in the sea of clones and started choking them. A sinister grin played across Bojack's face as he held the real Abo and Kado by their throats, their attempts to attack him futile. Their ill-conceived strategy was useless to him, who could sense energy. The sea of clones, blue and red, were nothing more than fleeting illusions, insubstantial apparitions conjured by their technique. Bojack, with the simple but not-so-simple ability to sense ki, saw through the ruse and capitalized on their foolishness.
Abo and Kado gasped for air, their faces contorted in pain. He leaned in, his voice dripping with mockery. "You really thought your childish little trick could work on me? How disappointing." His grip tightened, eliciting harsh, choked coughs from the brothers. The clones dissipated while they were having the life choked out of them. Abo's azure skin glistened with sweat, while Kado's crimson form had taken on a paler hue. They exchanged a knowing glance, a silent communication of their shared resolve. With an impressive display of resilience, they both fired a ki blast with all of their strength, Abo with his left hand and Kado with his right hand. Smoke engulfed Bojack’s figure as the two broke free from Bojack's grip before retreating, putting some distance between them and the pirate captain.
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“Abo, we got no choice now!” Kado shouted.
“Let’s do it, brother!” Abo agreed. This guy’s power was even beyond Lord Frieza’s!
The two stood side-by-side as they tossed their scouter away. The accessories slowly floated off into the darkness of space as the two brothers began performing some sort of ritual? Bojack was getting more and more infuriated the longer he watched this mockery. Just before the two could finish their performance, with a fierce snarl, Bojack summoned the energy within him, forming a massive, swirling green sphere of pure destructive power – a Grand Smasher. The energy attack crackled with raw energy as it sailed through the dark cosmos, heading directly for the two about to merge. Their fusion interrupted, and their eyes widened in sheer panic as they realized the imminent threat. But Bojack's aim was unerring, and his timing impeccable. The Grand Smasher struck its mark with explosive force, engulfing Abo and Kado in a blinding inferno of energy. The resulting explosion lit up the void of space, a brief yet spectacular display of destruction.
When the blinding light faded, the aftermath left nothing but two barely living bodies. Abo clutched his unconscious brother as they were both missing large portions of their bodies. With his withering energy, he flew toward one of the slowly floating scouters and clicked the side of it. Bojack's malevolent grin had turned into a sadistic laugh as he watched them slowly die. “What? Are you scanning my power, hoping that I exhausted myself enough for further reinforcement to take care of me?” Bojack's laughter was manic, but it came to an abrupt halt as he witnessed something he hadn't anticipated. A tiny alien figure materialized out of thin air, snatched the two brothers, placed a finger to his forehead, and vanished with all three of them in the span of a heartbeat.
A furious snarl contorted Bojack's face as he was denied his kills. Slowly reigning in his overwhelming, murderous rage, Bojack understood that his relationship with the Frieza Force was far from over. In time, he would show them that the universe was meant to be ruled by him, not by Turles or Frieza, or anyone else! Bojack, the genuine conqueror of the universe, buried his rage, biding his time for the future.
Bojack! The true conqueror of the universe. Bojack floated toward one of the spaceships left behind by the two soldiers. He made his way inside and flew off to parts known in the Planet Trade Organization’s database.
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In the heart of an arid wasteland on one of PTO’s owned planets, Frieza, the merciless Emperor of the Universe, stood resplendent in his final form. Surrounded by the unrelenting, blazing sun, Frieza's icy gaze pierced the barren landscape as he observed his assemblage of training ‘partners’—the Ginyu Force and the Saiyan warriors, Raditz and Nappa. Each one of them, seasoned warriors in their own right, had been chosen to undergo a harsh training regimen to unlock their latent potential and further Frieza’s. As the warriors stood before Frieza, tension filled the air, and the scorching winds seemed to echo their apprehension. Frieza's first words shattered the oppressive silence. "You should all pray that you perform better today than you did at the beginning of the week," he declared. "Lack of improvement won't bode well for tomorrow's session. If there is a tomorrow for you."
With a burst of speed, Frieza disappeared and reappeared behind Recoome. His merciless strike sent Recoome tumbling across the unforgiving desert, a long and agonizing groan escaping his lips. "I'm... I'm okay," Recoome managed to assure his comrades, his mouth full of desert sand. The others could only watch in terror as they prepared themselves for today’s training. Without pause, Frieza turned to Jeice, who had a confident smirk wiped clean from his face. In single wave of his tail, Frieza slapped Jeice away. Burter's pride as the fastest in the universe crumbled as Frieza showed him that his speed meant nothing in the face of absolute power, but his actual speed was always in travel rather than battle. Burter caught Jeice and went over to help Recoome up. Since his speed was nothing compared to Lord Frieza’s in battle, he decided to act as support alongside Guldo. They would save their teammates from blows that would make the rest of this training session absolute torture and suffering for all of them.
Days turned into months as the training continued relentlessly. Frieza spared nothing in pushing his elite soldiers to their limits. Broken and bruised, the warriors endured the harshest training they had ever experienced in their lives. In the end, the Ginyu Force, Raditz, and Nappa lay scattered across the wasteland, their bodies shattered. But within those uncountable defeats, they knew that giving up would be far worse than the pain they felt now. They understood that they needed to rise to a level beyond anything they had ever achieved to survive in Frieza's merciless universe. As they struggled to their feet, Frieza looked upon them with something that was sadistic approval. "This is merely the start," Frieza reminded them, his voice laced with malice. "We won't stop until the Frieza Force stands unrivaled in the universe. Though I alone cannot be strong enough for all of us, you and those who serve under us must be useful as well. Prosperity and the promotion of life…" Frieza recoiled visibly, his disgust palpable. "How abhorrent."
Frieza vowed to become stronger than that monkey, stronger than Lord Beerus, and even stronger than Lord Beerus’s superior! He refused to accept anyone stronger than himself existing in any universe. Only Frieza alone shall be at the top.