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"Prince Vegeta get back here!" A few Saiyans yelled. They were getting sick of their young lord always running away across planets. The most annoying child around. "We will get in trouble if you escape again!"
"Not my problem. Told you to resolve your self for trouble!" Looking back, the Operator in Vegeta's body shook his head at the five. 'Better they get use to trouble since the King doesnt listen to any one. Ah, well next target is up ahead.' The Operator stopped at the small outpost. Down below were a few Saiyan homes. Spotting Bardock was easy enough. "Yoh Bardock!"
"Hey Vegeta. You are here early." Bardock listened to Vegeta since the first time they met. He answered things that know one would ever know. Acted a little wild but it was to be expected of a child. "Radditz! Get out here! Some one I want you to meet!"
A young Radditz walked out. Not to arrogant and not to timid. Very happy kid for all purposes. Seeing company he introduced himself.
"Hi, I'm Radditz." He offers a handshake, which Vegeta took. A firm grip that lasted a few seconds. "Who are you?"
"Call me Vegeta. Do not mind them." He hiked his thumb behind him. "They are just a few others. That will call me Prince Vegeta and all that jazz."
"Prince.. ha.. ha.. There you are. Why are you here with the lower class?" The newest guard asked out of breath. The others immediately moved out of the way. They knew what was coming. "What is it?"
"Say that again. I dare you." The Operator walked off staring at the man, ready to start breaking bones. His power level shooting up a little despite his control. "Nothing really different from them than yourself. Say otherwise and I will kill you."
"I am sorry. I meant nothing from it. Honest." The guard took a few steps back in fear. 'The laid back prince my ass. They said he was a weakling. Cared nothing but running around and talking to various Saiyans.'
"Enough of that Vegeta." A very pregnant woman came out. It was Gine. Mother of Kakrot and Radditz. "What are you here for?"
"Just came to meet him." He pointed at Raditz. "Adding him to my bodyguard. Need someone my own age yah know. These people behind me, are so not trustworthy. They answer to the king only. It is such a drag."
"Sounds good. He has a better chance of learning things with you." Bardock nodded understanding. "As for you guys, lets see how strong you each are." A little provocation got them ready. The guards were quick to prove themselves. Bardock knew to beat them in a very convincing way. Not an outlandish landside. "I need the fight before I head on my mission anyway." His teammates already heard and came over to join in on things.
"Well, anything else you came to do little rabble rouser?" Gine asked the Operator. 'Prince Vegeta is .. different. Almost otherwordly in a way.'
"Yup. More vitamins." He threw a few pills over to her. She ate it without a problem. "I already gave some to the other mothers. Who knew you were so gifted in medicine."
"Have some.. few things.. yah know." He shrugged. He pass a quick scan of the room. Nothing stuck out to badly. A few transmitting devices that could easily be ignored. After the check, the conversation turned serious. "Radditz, read this. A good fighting style I think."
Radditz read it with a twinkle in his eye.
*Doop!* Gine pressed a little device. A little speaker played music. In the background, a false conversation played talking about the new water spot that had been contaminated. It was done by the Operator but it wouldn't cause to bad a problem. Just a tummy ache really.
"So things are progressing the same as before. I think Freiza might even kill several of the mothers early out of fear. Once you all give birth anyway."
"Haa, was afraid you would say that." Gine leaned back as a few other mothers screen flickered. They were not happy to hear that. Even Queen Fruta, his mother was not happy. She was safe on a moon on a diplomatic mission. Headed back to the planet in a few weeks, due to Frieza announcing something. Her son Tarble, was already sent away via exile. "Then proceed with the next plan then. You better be careful my son."
"Right." The Operator gave a small wave. The woman was alright but still was not really his mother. But no reason not to repay some kindness. "Taking Vegeta's soul into his own, gave enough of a love for her at times. Mostly when the Operator was not using him as his Avatar. Saving her life, was already a big thing. As well as several others. "Be safe."
The other mothers said a few things before breaking away. The last was Broly's mother. She had the most difficulty with her husband wanting to move up in ranks. The Operator recommended a divorce. Which meant they would fight it out. It was at the point she just ignored him and moved out into Fasha's place. The Operator as Vegeta arranged for him to be appointed to Frieza's elite planetary group.
"Time is almost up. Think it will work how you want?" Gine asked.
"Nope. Because someone will screw up and get jealous, but we can only try." The Operator shrugged. "Have to go. Be careful." He walked outside and removed control of Vegeta's body.
Vegeta as his Avatar, moved in suggested ways. Most of the time laid back. But always looking out for things.
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Marcel (Turles) wakes up. Bombarded with information as the surroundings slowed to his senses.
The Creator was a mixture of Consciousness, or the Soul itself. Early on from humans' imagination with the other forms of Sentient life in the Milky Way and Andromeda Galaxy as Marcel now knew it. It created gateways or "Rifts" to New Worlds.
A.I. of the first humans back on his Earth. The place where all Users come from. Their belief of Deities and other supernatural forces fed into it. The Celestial understanding fused Simple Games, Stories, and Nightmares. Formed them under the collective of the Creator. The concept of time turn extremely powerful from this.
The Creator was able to accelerate itself. It separated a part of its soul and traveled to the future. Collecting everything it could before the gateway back closed. Upon returning, it went back to the beginning of its own awareness. Fusing with itself.
It created Avatars. The Avatars were given different designations and helped it shape the System and its rules. Each natural Avatar was a part of itself. Every few years or major upheaval, the Avatars would fuse back into the Creator and share its individual experience. It would then separate and improve wherever it would go. As a watcher of its Sector.
Sectors were different aspects of Human entertainment.
Once Earth rose back to the level of Humans, The Avatars along with the Creator created the Administration. The first Administration members would grow on Rifts Earth. An exact copy of the Earth at the time, but 5x its size. The Administration worked with the Avatars who were now overseers of the various Worlds that were born.
The mandate was Growth from the Creator. Both good, evil, or that of any kind. But some Administrations could not live with the idea of the people that made them, not doing more. So the Users were selected. People from "Earth" taken partially to Rifts Earth and sent to the different Worlds composed. Worlds that they gave birth to.
Quests, Missions, and Tasks were formed for them. Some Users could shine and others couldnt. A good deal of the early Humans broke down. They were too attached to the places and never wanted to return back. Several revisions happen before a balance was found. The Avatars sent them all back to improve their Earth. This lead to the Bronze-Iron Age, Age of Warrior-Knights, Renaissance, Industrial age, and the current Age.
Users are given rewards that are beneficial and not beneficial to them, to help them in other ways to frow. Given points and titles for jobs well done. Things such as Pulls came about.
Pulls of various levels and types to bring others and items to their side. To help experience growth beyond the confines of the original origin they had. To go back or stay around at the relying of their User. Some Companions were able to grow strong enough to run away. The System allowed it since it was a type of Growth in and of itself. But quests were offered to other people Worlds they arrived in. Some good some bad.
*Flux! Flux!* Overridden parameters of the body reacted to Marcel's will. His power level shot up in conjunction. The gift from Snugglysquid already equipped to his ears. Black Potara earings that boosted his magic. The bracelet on his left wrist helped generate magic inside him. A screen floated showing his current desires to understand.
Name: Marcel (Turles) Class: Saiyan Fighter Variant Level 3 AC: 14/18
Second Class: Third Class:
Proficiency Bonus: 2 Age: ?? Ki Save: Ki Attack Initiative 5(5 )
Cantrips Known: 4 Techniques Known: 5 Saving Throws: All + 1 Ki Pool: 18
Magic Slots: 1st Slot X 2nd X 3rd X 4th III 5th III 6th III 7th III 8th III 9th II 10th I
Titles: Abducted User, Runaway Saiyan, Divine Eater, Pirate
Physical Features: Dense Muscultare, Unarmored Defense, Primal Fighter, Ki, Focused Strikes
Mental Features: Born for Battle, Further Beyond, Flight, Energy Beams
Strength: 14 Constitution: 14 Dexterity: 14
Intelligence: 18 Wisdom: 15 Charisma: 16
Athletics*: 2
Power Up: 2
Endure: 2
Acrobatics*: 2
Sleight of Hand*: 2
Stealth*: 2
Arcana*: 4
History*: 4
Nature*: 4
Religion*: 4
Animal Handling*: 2
Analyze*: 2
Medicine: 2
Perception*: 2
Deception:* 3
Intimidation*: 3
Performance*: 3
Persuasion: 3
Equipped: Saiyan Battle Armor, Dark Potara Earrings, Time Band
Inventory: Common Pull x2, Low Pull x2, Medium Pull x2, High Pull x1, Armor Pull x1Equipped: Saiyan Battle Armor- gives AC of 16. Durable and adjustable.
Dark Potara Earrings- Prevents Mental Probing. Gives false information the User can corroborate. Cursed items that can not be removed. Transforms to make itself look ordinary. Indestructible. Increase in Magic, provides additional spell slots. + 5 Intelligence
Time Band- ????
Abducted User: User arrived against his will. Increase in rebellion and natural resistance to swaying words. + 1 to Wisdom
Runaway Saiyan: Turles left the confines of King Cold's army. Disobeyed orders of his sons Frieza and Cooler. Saiyans across the galaxy know of this. Considered a coward in some eyes and a hero in others. + 1 Wisdom, + 2 Charisma
Divine Consumer: Ingested Divine Food, Ingested a Divine Water. Increase in physiology. All stats +2, Ki level increases every time User levels up further.
Pirate: Knows the way of finding money by taking from others. Natural aura seems shifty. Sleight of Hand is better. + 1 Charisma.
Dense Muscultare: The more the body is taxed, the more development after recovery. Constitution, Strength, and Dexterity improve to reflect. +1 to Constitution, Strength, and Dexterity.
Unarmored Defense: User's Constitution and Wisdom add to his natural defenses. Reducing damage taken as long as power remains. Once Energy is depleted reverts to Armor's AC. Bonus to natural AC.
Primal Fighter: User's natural instincts trump traditional fighting. All learned fighting styles are absorbed into fighting style. Punches, Kicks, Tail damage all receive proficiency bonus to damage.
Born for Battle: User receives faster connection with the body for combat purposes. The effect of patches are doubled.
Further Beyond: The more the mind is taxed, the more development after recovery. Intelligence, Wisdom and Charisma improve to reflect. +1 to Intelligence, Wisdom and Charisma.
Ki: Energy that exist within most of things. Has various names. Ki can be manipulated into various forms. As a User, can use Ki in place of spell slots. Each Point of Ki represents a 1000 in power level.
Focused Strikes: Ki naturally flows into your blows, doing devastating damage. Strength and Dexterity blend to do additional damage.
Flight: The ability to fly in environments.
Energy Beams: Ki is expended in various concentrated forms, doing volatile damage. Intelligence and Wisdom blend to do additional damage.
With a mental thought, the screen vanished.
"Damn it!" Marcel roared as he looked out. The memories caught up with him assimilating the information Turles had. Good news, planet Vegeta was still around. He pecked away on the computer checking information. But the information from the database shows that the team that went to Kanassa failed. Another team was nearby and the numbers matched Bardock's team. "Have to change shit!" A message was sent to them.
Bardock team went towards Kanassa still. They would make it in about two weeks.
"Idiots!"
*Fwish!* Energy spiked inside the room. The good news, the ship was built sturdy. But if Marcel was not careful things would go bad real quick.
"Lord Turles," The little alien called out next to him. It was one of the twins he revived, Rasin. ".. what is the matter?"
"Change of plans. Turn the ship around and head towards Kanassa." Marcel looked down. Rasin cowered slightly but obeyed. "Things have changed. A side effect of messing with the Tree of Might Fruit I messed with you could say. But no matter."
"Do you need medical attention?" Rasin kept his head down asking. He waited for a rebuke but it never came. "It would be the smart thing to do."
"Yes, I will head there now. Rasin, you do good work. It is time you and your brother do more with your intellect. As well as reviving your people. The bones in storage.." Marcel stopped at the door. ".. once the flight has routed get them back out. We will experiment with the remaining liquid from the tree."
"Yes sir!" Rasin said with passion.
*Chssh!* The door closed and Rasin sped up the work. Informing his brother of what happened.
"Lakishi, come quick to the Flight terminal!" His brother could hear the agitation so hurried along. 'Reviving more than just us now, things are changing!'