The Origin

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Saiyans used to have it all - conquering worlds for payment... killing those who opposed them... & feasts fit for our king as we are welcomed from our travels. It wasn't honest work, but it was enough to keep the planet entertained.

Conquering planets made us feel like we were on top of the world. It was great, until it wasn't. I was on his spaceship when the frosty tyrant Frieza destroyed my planet. From the window, I could see one of my people rebelling against Frieza, but then...

It was like a nightmare I couldn't wake up from. The thought of someone stronger than the Saiyan race never crossed my mind. But that fear had become anger & that anger became revenge. With a mighty need to stop this from happening on other planets, I decided to go AWOL. All of a sudden, some of Frieza's soldiers on board spotted me. They chased & tried to kill me, but I held my own.

They said I would be allowed to live if I aligned with the tyrannical menace, but after seeing my race die, well... Let's just say, they were K.I.A.

Leaving the bodies to the other meatheads, I fled to the escape pods in order to warn other races of their extinction.

Locking the door to the escape pods before anyone could enter, I found the controls for the pods. Putting my emotions aside, I went about my cosmic journey. Regardless of previous coordinates, I went into the escape pod & shot into space, thinking of what the planet would be like. But until then, all I had was a photo; a memory of my family living their lives before Frieza came around. On the way to the planet, I screamed in sadness, as I was all alone.

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