A Legend Lived On, a Dragon Ball Z fanfic

Disclaimer: All events, places, and names that show up in this story are entirely fictional and based on/taken from various aspects of the Dragonball Z universe. Its creators are sheer geniuses, and we’re all hopelessly inferior to them.

Author’s Note: Greetings and welcome to my first DBZ fiction. This page used to look a lot different, as it was the first fiction I ever wrote and was thus of such quality that it made me puke. That’s why I’ve decided to completely redo it. Or redo the first few chapters of it anyway.

Summary: Right, I’m not too good at these, but I’ll give it a try. This story focuses on my own original character, who happens to be a Saiyan. But not just any ordinary Saiyan, he is, like Broly, a legend. But how? After all, there can be only one. Well, mine was born 3000 years ago. That’s right, another fic focusing on the original Super Saiyan, the one that started the myth. You’ll find my story to be quite a bit different from most though. Interested? Read on…

Prologue: A Legend Lived On

The Saiyan race had prospered for many years, its influence stretching across the galaxy, its warriors reigning supreme. But that was years ago, many years. Over five hundred years ago, to be exact. It was then that the unthinkable happened. The one Saiyan that had brought the race its prosperity, the one that had made them rise to the top, had unwillingly caused its downfall. Five hundred years ago the legendary Super Saiyan blew up himself and the planet he was on, along with all its inhabitants, in a fit of uncontrolled rage. Of course, nobody knew for sure if he died in the explosion, but no one had seen him since so all presumed he died. But how much of that is true? What is the true story? It all started not five, but six hundred years ago…

When he was born they already knew he was different. Powerlevels of ten thousand weren’t exactly normal amongst children, let alone newborns. But as he grew so did his power and he soon surpassed all warriors including even the King. Everybody knew Saiyans could transform, but his was unheard of. He hardly grew in size, grew no fur at all, and his powerlevel didn’t tenfold. But the most striking features were his black hair turning golden, and a similarly colored aura radiating from him in that state. It was as if he had evolved to a new level, a ‘super’ Saiyan.

With his power as support, the Saiyan Empire started to grow. Soon it covered whole systems, and it continued ever onward. Nobody could challenge his might, not even the most powerful warriors in the galaxy combined. A power they had trained so hard to achieve was eclipsed by a power he had been born with.

But something strange happened in the years following. Shortly after he reached adulthood, he visited a dark and sinister planet. It was a visit that would forever change his life. After spending the day on the planet, trying to find some form of life, he gave up and left. However, it was from that point onward that he stopped aging. Attributing it to his super powers, life went on as usual. For the next hundred years the Saiyans would rule supreme.

There was one catch though. His tremendous power had given him almost legendary status, and warriors from all corners of the universe traveled to him to challenge his might and call themselves the most powerful being in the universe. To him, they were but bugs to be crushed though, which is what he frequently did. He did it again, and again, and again. After years of the same process it grew tiresome and it sickened him. So he devised a plot to throw them all off.

One night, under the full moon, he looked up and proved he could transform like any other Saiyan. Were it not that his fur turned golden and the planet shook of his tremendous ten folded power. As he completed the transformation the animalistic side took over and started tearing apart the planet piece by piece. Eventually the super power grew too much for the planet and it exploded. As the planet disappeared from view, and his power faded, everyone believed his power had finally driven him insane and killed him. But among the floating debris a figure stood, a glowing orb of energy surrounding it, shortly before it vanished.

Arriving on a faraway world, the Super Saiyan continued his training, determined to master every bit of potential he possessed. Undeterred by brave warriors willing to die, he could do so for what was starting to look like eternity. For five hundred years he trained, until the silence got to him. At first he complained about the abundance of fodder, and now the lack of it. His desire to battle overcame his common senses and he set off to find worthy opponents. His search turned into a killing spree as nobody could give him the challenge he longed for. It caught the eyes of the Kais.

The battle was even for a while, and he seemed to fight only for the thrill of battle. Just as the Kais thought he wasn’t such a threat after all, something changed. The Saiyan’s power increased, not by much, but enough to tip the scale, and he swiftly started to destroy Kais. In a desperate act, knowing they could not stop him, the remaining Kais locked him in a crystal, hoping some day someone would be strong enough to finish it. That day never came, and the crystal was all but forgotten…

AN: I hope this version is a bit better. I’m thinking of keeping the original up for reference purposes, but on second thought, maybe not. The next few chapters will get the same facelift, so keep an eye out for updates.

WeirdDutchGuy

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