While the tournament on Earth would've found itself being cancelled, Athren wouldn't stop training. While the tournament itself had pushed him to train harder than ever before, it had pushed him to a new level of training that he didn't think was possible and this wasn't in terms of technology or even training methods, this was purely in terms of schedule, consistency and sheer determination. Before the tournament announcement and before Namek, Cereal, all of it, Athren rarely trained at all. He trained here and there but he didn't focus on it, he much rather preferred combat. Growing stronger through battles and conquest, training was something he brushed aside, it didn't appeal to him and the benefits had seemed lacking in comparison to fighting a real live opponent. The experience he got on the battlefield was far more valuable than anything he could've got training alone, or at least that was what he had thought in the past. He couldn't find himself training alone, excluded from the warriors of Vegeta when they wanted nothing more than to test their own strength against warriors like him. He would always choose to rise up to meet them, to challenge them to see who was superior and he'd take his lessons from that combat rather than grow in a training room. Of course, this was him being young and foolish. While the experience he learned in those situations was far more valuable than anything he could learn in a training room with technology, the exclusion and training alone was the true way to power and he now realized that.

While he knew that experience couldn't be gained in a training room or fighting a training dummy, he realized that it was the way to grow very powerful very fast. Maybe this wasn't something that would apply to every saiyan given that he knew he was different than them, perhaps even being a half breed but once he did discover how rapidly he grew, how powerful he was becoming under training weights, gravity and a sparring training dummy, he knew that was the path that he had to continue under. He had to change his entire mindset, his former views on it and stick with it. The power he had managed to gather in the past month had been more than the rest of his life combined, he continued to push himself extremely hard within his own training room and the results were obvious. He was becoming one of the most powerful saiyan warriors of all time and there was nothing that could get in the way, there was nothing that could stop him from that except his own mindset. He was growing so rapidly now, becoming so strong compared to what he used to be that he couldn't stop now and even thought the tournament on Earth didn't happen, he was grateful for how it was advertised. If it hadn't been advertised and brought to the saiyan race, Athren knew that he wouldn't be as strong as he was now.

While Namek had played a part of what Athren was now and Cereal had it's hand in the matter as well, it was really the tournament that had pumped him up to train to the degree that he was. While the Cerealian who defeated him was motivation to get to training to prevent it, the tournament rapidly happening so soon after that defeat had made Athren go into over-drive mode. He barely left his gravity chamber, he pushed himself to avoid losing in such a way again. It was something that he couldn't allow to happen again. He had to grow as strong as he could, never to be defeated in such a way again. It was almost insulting that a warrior from Cereal had managed to give him such a hard time, that he made Athren fight to the brink of death in order to just survive the encounter. Athren was going to make sure that whomever was going to kill him, would've earned it. That they would've been a fighter of a legendary level and that was something Athren was alright with. He wasn't going to be defeated by the average warrior, he wasn't going to allow himself to be beat by somebody who hadn't put the work in or ascended to a god level of power.
Whomever was going to kill him, they were going to have to work just as hard as he did in order to do it.

The truth was, there hadn't been many warriors like that out in the universe. There was only a handful of those who would train as hard as Athren had been. Most races didn't have the need to train like this, they didn't have the warrior pride pushing them to be better than they were the day before, to rectify the defeats of the past by preventing it from happening again in the future. Most races had the luxury of peaceful lives, of enjoying a long period of peace without conflict but the saiyan race on the other hand was the exact opposite. From the moment a saiyan child was born, they were sized up by their power and graded. They'd be put into a military role according to the level of their power. They'd grow from there and be expected to fill the role. There was a lot of pressure on a saiyan child to become as strong as they could be and serve the Empire. They were expected to conquer, to kill, to destroy planets as soon as they could. From birth, they were raised and trained for war and nothing more. Fighting was in their nature, killing was taught to them and invading planets was the job that each and every one of them was prepared for. It wasn't an easy life, but it prepared the saiyan race for the future battles that would come and it inspired a drive to make sure those defeats would never happen again.

Once again, Athren was going to spend the rest of the day within his gravity chamber. This time around, he had gotten it upgraded once more so it was going to be capable of amplifying the gravity within the chamber further than before. This would make training even harder and the rewards of power even more than better. While he knew that it would take some adapting to get used to, he knew that the power he'd receive from training within it would be more than amazing. He wasn't going to stop training in gravity and he was going to keep ramping it up as much as he could. The more gravity, the more power he'd gain and that's what he needed. Especially now that he was on his own on Earth. He didn't have his squad, he didn't have allies and he was a lone saiyan on a planet that would try to kill him if they knew his intentions. While he wasn't overly concerned about the Earthlings or their armies alone, he thought that there would've been somebody on this planet who would've come for him if they knew of his presence. He had to train to be ready for that, he had to keep pushing to make sure that he wouldn't go down so easily, if anything this was just more motivation for him to keep pushing as hard as he could, to keep growing stronger. He was excluded and alone, the only thing that he could rely on now was his own strength, his own power and the old saying on Vegeta was, the weak perish while the strong survive and Athren was going to continue to be the strong.

Previously, Athren's gravity could only go up to seventy five times Earths gravity and while it was initially a struggle to get used too, he conquered it within a few days and some effort of fighting against it. He had upgraded the gravity to the three point oh, which would allow the gravity to be increased to one hundred and twenty five times Earth's gravity so it was a massive improvement that would keep him on his toes, and keep him working against new weights and difficulty levels. He knew that with this level of gravity, he would continue to best tested, his body, his mind and his determination would all be fighting against the gravity to ensure that he remain standing and remain training. Athren was determined too, he wasn't going to stop at nothing to continue his training. He wasn't going to let a little bit of gravity slow him down or stop him. If anything the challenge just motivated him further, made him want to keep training, to keep upgrading the gravity that would press down against him. With the gravity and the training dummy combined, he'd be in for a real workout once more and his power would continue to grow. He was eager and he was more than ready to keep it up.

While he wished he would've had access to this technology as a kid, he couldn't even begin to think about how powerful he'd be now if he been able to train with it his whole life. Surely, he would've replaced the King a long time ago. His power level would've blown past him by the age of ten. While he didn't have access to it then, he completely understood why. The gravity chambers had been expensive and had to be build within a large home, base or a ship and that alone was something that most of the saiyan race didn't have. They had small pods for transports, more often than not their homes had been small and out in the wilderness for a low class. The elites tended to stick to the barracks or apartments. Most saiyan warriors didn't have luxuriously big homes as they had spent so much time off planet that it didn't make sense, though still, Athren was rather surprised that gravity chambers had never become a main thing for the saiyan race to train with. He could only imagine how much stronger their forces would've been if they only had the gravity to train under. They'd be so much stronger than they currently were now, in fact it was likely that each of the saiyans on Vegeta would be at least ten times stronger and that would truly make for an unstoppable force. It was something Athren believed that the king should truly invest in.

He couldn't help but wonder how far this gravity chamber thing spread, was it technology that was available everywhere or was it exclusive to certain planets? If others had been using it just as hard as he was, he knew he'd eventually find an opponent actually worth fighting, one that would be worth his time and actually put his abilities to the test. Though he had some concerns about the PTO. If they had access to this technology in the masses and the soldiers had open access to it, the saiyan race would be in trouble the next time the PTO decided to reveal themselves. It would make for a hell of a bloody battle and one the saiyan race likely would've survive from unless they matched the efforts and determinations of the PTO's training. Though, this ultimately wasn't something that Athren was going to focus on long term. It was just a brief thought that would cross his mind when he was thinking about fighting a powerful warrior. He knew they were out there and he knew they were rare, he just had to hope he'd run into one of them eventually but he still had his doubts that somebody would be training as hard as him within them. The gravity wasn't an easy thing, it truly pushed ones body and mind to the limits and Athren knew that every time he left the chamber, his muscles had been sore and tired and completely worn out, and it took everything he had just to move around freely afterwards, that wasn't going to stop him though, that's where the reward was at.

Before he managed to get lost in his thoughts about what may be out in the universe, Athren made his way to his room to prepare for the intense training session that he was going to do today. He needed to make sure he had everything he needed to maximize his time within his gravity chamber. There was a lot of work to do and while he had all the time in the world, he wanted to see the results now. Since he had managed to grow so fast so quickly, he was starting to become impatient. He wanted to see the results of his training as soon as he finished his training but that wasn't the case at all. It didn't work like that. It took time for ones body to heal from the fatigue and stressed training put on it and during that time when one started to heal was when the increase in power really started to shine. Regardless of whether or not the power was immediate, it had almost become something like an addiction. The more Athren trained, the stronger he got and the leaps in power had just continued to be bigger and bigger. It was something he enjoyed being able to feel, being able to see and he wanted more of it. He was becoming completely addicted by his own growths in power and couldn't stop.

He made his way to his room casually and began preparing himself for the training that he was going to do. He changed completely out of what he was wearing and began to get his training attire ready. HIs black pants, his black sleeveless shirt, his boots, gloves, wristbands and of course his Super Heavy Weighted training gear. He had gotten them all on in preparation for what was to come. He knew that with this new level of gravity, his body was really going to be pushed to the limit but that wasn't going to stop him from making it much more difficult. With the way the additional gravity pulled down on ones body, the Super Heavy Weights had felt a whole lot heavier with the force of gravity trying to drag him down to the floor. It took every muscle in ones body to remain standing tall and strong, to not fumble and hit the floor under the pressure. It was truly a workout just being forced to stand within the gravity like that, but it was something that made somebody a whole lot stronger than they were and Athren wasn't going to take the easy way out. The harder his training sessions were, the better off he was going to be and he had a long way to go before hitting a plateau. He knew that eventually he'd level out, that it would become much more difficult to grow stronger but for now he was going to appreciate the massive gains he was getting and the growth he was experiencing.

Now that he was ready, Athren had slowly made his way down into the lower chambers of the ship where the gravity room had been installed. He made his way down the halls, the elevator and to the main door of the gravity chamber. As he approached the main door, it automatically opened for him to enter and he made his way straight to the control panel within the room. He turned the dial up to one hundred and eight times Earths gravity. The upgraded gravity was a very big jump and numbers and while he was more than willing to test and push himself to the absolute limit, he didn't want to break his body inside the chamber without adapting to it first. He wanted to take this level at a much small step, to go half way through the improvement before going right to the maximum level. He could adapt and push harder both times instead of struggle right through to the very end. He believe that this was the best way to go around this and it would've leave his body so broken and numb afterwards. With a little bit of dedication, he could even likely push more training tomorrow depending on how he felt. While determined, Athren was still going to make smart moves to train, he had already taken risks coming to Earth but now there wasn't a need for that.

His right hand moved from the dial to the red button to activate the gravity. It was set to where he needed it to be and his hand hovered over it for all but a moment. His finger extended and pushed down on the button to activate the gravity and he turned and made his way out to the middle of the room. As he walked he stretched his neck out and rotated his arms around a few times. He was trying to get his body loose and ready for what was to come. The gravity took a few seconds but the lights would finally turn from white to a dark red to indicate that the gravity was on and within an instant, Athren felt the intense pull of more gravity pulling down on his body. Yet he wasn't going to break or cave to it, he stood tall and brought, his muscles working against the gravity to keep his body in an upright and prepared position. He was going to need to adapt to this level of gravity before getting into the intense part of the training. Once he was used to this level, he'd turn on the training dummy and get to it but he needed to do this one step at a time. He still had all day to train, while he was eager to train he wasn't going to rush the process. He'd do this slowly, and do this carefully.

Feeling all the weight pulling down against him, there was one point where it was heaviest and he could feel it digging in deep. The straps of his armour where his super heavy weights mounted to his body were pulling down hard, sinking into his skin as he used every muscle in his body to simply just stand there in this level of gravity was going to be much more difficult than he thought. It wasn't like anything he experienced before. While the other levels of gravity had been a challenge to him, this was on a whole nothing level. This was truly testing everything he was just to stand there in the room and not get crushed under the intense weight of it all. He knew that he was going to need to adapt to it somehow and the only way to do that was to face it head on. Athren would take a small step forward and begin to walk. He kept his movements small and his posture strong. He couldn't afford to have a weak spot in his posture. He felt as if he had a weak spot, he'd crumple under the weight in an instant and that wasn't something he was going to allow to happen. He was a saiyan warrior after all, he had his pride and he wasn't going to allow something like gravity to take him down and pull him to the floor. He was better than that and he was stronger than ever before. It was going to take something much more powerful to drop him to his knees.

Even though the pull of the gravity was pulling him down hard, Athren wasn't going to give into it. He felt his muscles beginning to ache just after a short ten minutes within the gravity and yet, he was only just walking across the room in an effort to adapt to it. He felt sweat starting to bead from his forehead and run down his face to drip down to the floor. This was much more intense than previous training, and he couldn't be more excited for it. This was something that he was really going to have to work against, something that challenged him. It was a refreshing change of pace, for he thought that the previous levels of gravity had been rather easy. While he still had to adapt to them, they weren't nearly as difficult as this was. It was taking him just so much energy to walk, and he couldn't even imagine how difficult other movements would be but for now, he was going to keep it simple and he'd work to get himself moving faster. After all, once he was moving freely, he'd turn on the training dummy and see what he could do against it while being slowed down this much. He kept moving slowly, using his muscles to move himself around the room at a steady pace. Each step felt like an uphill battle, one that he was no where near reaching the top.

After moving around the room multiple times, Athren started to find his footing and began moving around the room at a more rapid pace. His movements becoming sharper and faster as he began to become much fancier with it. Even moving himself into doing flips and more advanced manoeuvres. While his muscles were still being pushed to their absolute limit, he was becoming more and more comfortable with the current gravity setting and feeling like he could actually go toe to toe with the training dummy and that was something of a surprise. Up until now, he had always been much faster than it. It wasn't capable of hitting him or even putting up a good fight but now Athren felt like it'd be a pretty even battle. Each and every one of Athren's movements had been slowed down by the weight of the gravity and it took Athren much more effort to even throw a straight punch. He knew that the advantage would be on the training dummies side, that it would have the advantage of speed and while it might not be as powerful as he was, it would be able to deliver plenty of blows in a short amount of time while Athren would struggle to dodge and deliver his own attacks. It was something he was now looking forward too, but first he'd have to settle into this gravity and make sure he was prepared to take the next step of this training.

It took about an hour of sticking to the basics before Athren thought he was ready to take the next step, but eventually he'd come to a stop in the middle of the room and stare down the training dummy that was deactivated. It was standing on it's charging dock by default, it was always there when not in use to make sure it had a full amount of energy when it was required. Even after all the uses and all the attacks Athren had thrown it's way, it's metal figure had remained undamaged. It didn't even have the smallest of scratches or dents in it, it was truly something incredible and whomever designed it was a very intelligent individual. As Athren had stood there at the ready, he took a moment to get into his fighting stance before saying the words to activate it. Once it was activated, it stepped off it's charging dock and locked in onto the saiyan warrior. Athren had set it to it's default fighting style, it would focus on both offensive and defensive manoeuvres, it would fight as if it were a real fighter and with this level of gravity, it would be more than enough to give Athren a true challenge. In fact, it would likely be overwhelming because Athren's muscles had already been fatigued and tired from just trying to bare the gravity alone. Regardless of that though and how bad this was going to be for him, he was excited for the challenge of it.

With the fight about to start, Athren had felt as ready as he could be although the weight of the gravity had remained rather intense. While he could move more freely in it now, he still felt it's restricting hold on his body and felt it fighting his muscles underneath every movement he did. This wasn't going to be an easy spar with this training dummy and for the first time since he got it, he felt as if it were really going to damage him so. He was ready as he could be and prepared for that outcome if that's the way it was going to go. He didn't give a shit if he lost here, this wasn't about winning or losing, nor was it about coming out on top. This was simply about becoming stronger than he was the day before and if that meant a training dummy beating the shit out of him for a little bit, that's what he was going to do. This wasn't a live opponent, this was a robot that was alone in a room with him. The events of this battle weren't going to leave this room, nobody would hear about it. Even if he did lose which he expected that he would, it wouldn't hurt hit pride. He knew he was already at a strong disadvantage and he knew that the likelihood of him winning this time was slim to none but that was alright, he knew how much stronger he was going to be because of this.

With the training dummy now pressing the attack Athren had braced himself for what was to come. He knew he was going to be in for a rough one and it was going to last as long as he could stand. He wasn't going to give in, he'd push himself until his body gave out, very much like the day he was training and fighting against Callion. This was about setting new limits, seeing what he was capable of now. He had come such a long way since that day with Callion and he knew that he had improved so much. It didn't matter if he lost the spar, it just mattered that he held out. The training dummy closed the distance, it launched its right fist at Athren fast. Given it wasn't really affected by the gravity, it's speed had been far superior to Athren's at the moment. It even took Athren a few short seconds to move his arm in the way of the attack. The punch collided with his arm as Athren went to block it, it took a lot of his energy and force to maintain the block and not let this fist blow through him. Upon the impact, Athren couldn't help but give out a little grunt. Though a smirk crossed his face because it wasn't just a thought that this was going to be a challenge, this was now a fact.

The training dummy sent a second blow towards Athren, it launched a spinning kick towards his side. There simply wasn't enough time to get out of the way so Athren brought his arm down and bent it like an L in order to spread the point of impact across a bigger surface area and soften the blow. With the kick colliding, Athren had let out another grunt and almost got knocked off his balanced, it forced him to take a few steps to the side but he caught himself before the gravity took him down. The training dummy continued pressing the attack, this time it was a sharp elbow towards Athren's face and before Athren could bring his arms back up to defend himself, he felt the pressure against his skull and his head got knocked back as he stumbled. Another grunt had escaped his lips upon impact though this time, he had taken a straight shot to the face. Yet, his smirk remained. There wasn't anything that could happen here to remove the smirk off his face. While he wasn't fighting a super power living opponent, he was in a training session and actually taking damage. It was getting his blood pumping further and getting him more excited about this entire situation. If there was anything that would get a saiyans blood pumping, it was a fight and while this wasn't classified as a real fight, it was enough to get Athren motivated, excited and quite pleased with where he was now.

Even if he had just taken a brutal shot to the face by a training dummy, this was where he needed to be and he knew it. There wasn't anything that was going to get him to stop, the only thing that would stop him now was muscle failure. By time Athren had recovered from the previous hit and got back into position, he had felt a sharp knee slam into his stomach. It forced him to hunch over as he grunted in pain again. It was an accurate and powerful blow, one that Athren didn't even see coming. His reaction times had been much slower than normal due to the extreme gravity within the room. He had to be working extremely hard to even manage to be as fast as he was, but the truth was there wasn't much more room for improvement. He thought that as of right now, this was the level he could fight at yet he was going to accept it with open arms. He almost wanted to be overwhelmed here, he wanted to be tested and pushed, he wanted to see where his breaking point was now. While the hits hurt, this training dummy wasn't going to be capable of causing any type of real damage. So it was really just an extra strain to his muscles, but he'd push through. It didn't take long before Athren felt another attack hit his jaw, forcing him up into the air and back down hard as his body collided with the ground.

As soon as Athren hit the ground he rolled himself backwards and sprung back up to his feet. It was just in time too as the training dummies heavy foot collided with the floor where Athren once was. As Athren touched down on the ground, he felt himself getting more adapted to the gravity that was working his body so hard. While he hadn't been near mastering this level of gravity, he was getting much more comfortable with it already. Yet, he still knew he wouldn't have the speed to keep up with the training dummy that kept pressing him. The training dummy once again closed the distance, this time it unleashed a massive barrage of punches and kicks towards the demon-saiyan warrior who stood in it's path. Athren had tried his best to keep up with all the attacks but dodging was still completely out of the question. He wouldn't be fast enough in this gravity to move himself out of the way of the attacks, so the only thing he could do was block as many as possible and that's exactly what he was trying to do. While he managed to block most and redirect them out of the way, the odd attack had slipped through and collided with his body. Though given the rapid barrage of the attacks, they weren't as powerful as the few slower ones that he had taken before. Through the intensity of the battle though, Athren had felt that his fighting had started to get sharper as he started to hone in on the circumstances fighting against him.

He took more and more hits as he slowly tried to start delivering his own, and while he was landing some he was still being outmatched in every single way. Though he wasn't going to go down without a fight. He was going to fight like his life depended on it, push himself through the all the pain he was feeling and the fatigue and try to outlast this thing. Though more and more attacks continued to collide with his body and he couldn't keep himself from smiling. His smile was sadistic and dark, he was essentially at his happy place. This was where he belonged, where he was meant to be. While it wasn't a live fight, the exchanges of fists, the taking damage, all of it was what he was bred to do, what he was raised to do and he loved it in every form. For a moment he found himself completely overwhelmed by the training dummy, it's onslaught of attacks broke through completely and they just kept colliding with Athren's body. Athren tried to keep his defences up but he lost his pacing, lost his timing and was just a little bit behind. He walked himself backwards as the attacks had kept up, as the training dummy kept pressing him. He was trying to find a moment to get back on his solid defensive plan.

Slowly Athren started to find his movements again and while he couldn't block everything that was coming his way, he was doing a good job of keeping most attacks from hitting their mark and every now and then when he saw an opening within the trainin dummy's own fighting style, he'd throw out his own attack to keep it fresh and keep himself in this fight. This fight wasn't about winning nor was it about dealing damage but instead he just wanted to push himself as hard as he could under the weight of the gravity and his super heavy weights but at the same time, he wanted to treat this like it was an actual fight, like there was actual stakes in the matter. He wasn't going to back down, he wasn't going to give up no matter how many attacks or punches he took. This had gone on for a little while, more attacks were slipping through than he could defend and as the time went on, more and more attacks kept slipping through as his body started to really wear down under the extreme weight of the gravity. While he was feeling the sharp jolts of pain where the attacks connected, he still couldn't help but smile. He was actually having fun, this was a challenge that he was enjoying and he knew that by the end of it he was going to be a whole lot stronger and the was the ultimate goal.

After what felt like hours of sparring with the training dummy it was finally over, Athren had toppled over and hit the ground with a hard thud. His muscles had just been too tired to keep going, he pushed them to the point of failure and upon seeing Athren go down the training dummy quit it's attack pattern. It wasn't trying to kill him, it was just sparring with him as programmed. Athren couldn't help but smirk as he called out to shut down the training dummy and turn off the gravity. With the training dummy returning to it's dock and the gravity turning off, Athren waited for the red light to go back to its white. When it did, he immediately felt relieved. His muscles could finally rest and relax and they were no longer under such a strain. He knew he had pushed them far too hard, he pushed himself to his very limits in order to stay in that spar as long as he did but he was more than grateful for it. It wasn't everyday that he got to push himself like that and it wasn't every day that he got to experience a new level of gravity pressing down upon him. It was a challenge that he lasted a while in and he might've ultimately failed, but he was going to come out of this so much stronger and that was the main reason why he was here. Yet, with all this strength he still had a way to go.

Slowly, Athren had gotten to his feet. Now that the gravity was off he could stand freely though every single muscle in his body was already aching and sore. He couldn't help but let a light chuckle escape his lips. While training this hard usually left his body sore, it was never quite to this extent and if anything all it did was let him know that the training had been worth it. When he got to his feet, Athren stretched out his muscles trying to ease the throbbing pain that they were experiencing. If anything, his muscles had hurt more than all the points of impact on his body from the training dummy. He took his time stretching out, trying to bring himself some relief. While he stretched, he couldn't help but think about how far he's come in such a short period of time. This amount of growth was unheard. To Athrens knowledge, there had never been a saiyan warrior to ever cover this much ground in such a short period of time and he might've been the first. Maybe he was naturally gifted, maybe he really was a half-breed, maybe there was something else at work or maybe he was just trying harder than the rest of them. He didn't know but this positive train of thought about his progress was really helping him want to push even further. Even now, he wanted to keep training even though he couldn't.

He wanted to wake up the next day and get right back to it. He wanted to keep making progress, this addiction was like nothing he ever had before. While he loved fighting, craved it, this progression path was something else and if he kept up, he'd knew he'd be nearly untouchable. He wanted to keep up training, see just how high he could go. He was tapping into something that to him was unheard of, this level of power so quickly wasn't something that was common. Even the King himself who had been the most powerful saiyan for years had stayed at a consistent level but Athren had a feel that he was about to blow past him in power.
The amount of power that Athren had been acquiring was enough to shape the universe in whichever way he wanted too, but he couldn't stop. There was a ceiling to his power and he wanted to reach it, he needed to know exactly where this power would stop.
Though all this power did give him some questions. He wanted to know if there was any truth to the theories about him being a hybrid, after all the evidence towards that claim was slowly starting to add up. He was unlocking new forms that saiyans didn't have and it seemed as if his power was growing more rapidly than the saiyans. He didn't know if it was just wild theories or if there had been something more to it, but he wanted to find out.

He wasn't in a rush to leave Earth as he was doing some investigating there for the Empire, but he couldn't help but think that maybe he could find some answers there. Surely, there had to be somebody who knew something about what he could be. If he was indeed a hybrid, his transformations had to be similar to something else, they had to be connected to another race or maybe even his aura in generally could be linked to something. It was something that was at least worth looking into, something that he felt he needed to get answers too. After all, it could change everything for him. He knew if it was officially that he was a hybrid and it came out that he wouldn't be respected by the saiyan race even if his power level was far beyond them, it couldn't be something he would tolerate. He knew no matter how strong he was or how much more powerful than the rest of them he was, that he'd always be looked down on just for being a hybrid. He would simply refuse this, he wouldn't allow himself to be looked down on while being one of the strongest members of their race. His pride wouldn't allow for that and he'd need to prove to everybody else that he wasn't the one to talk down to. He felt he was going to have an important role in this universe, he just didn't know what that role was going to be yet.

It would take time to sort this all out and figure out who he was and what his path was, but he wasn't going to give up on it so easily. He was more than willing to allow it to take time. Answers had always taken time, no matter the question and this was a significant matter. It was a matter of who he really was and what he was meant to be and finding out the answers could very easily change his direction from being a mere grunt within the Empire to being something else. While he hadn't the slightest clue of what else, he had to start small and start getting the little answers first. He'd piece it all together but for now, he was going to spend some time to find out if he was a hybrid and if he was, what other race was he?

That was something he wasn't going to deal with tonight though, tonight he needed to eat and rest. Replenish his fuel and allow his muscles to have a nice long break. They needed it after what he had just put them through. He knew after some rest he'd feel better and stronger and that's what this was all about and it wasn't something he was going to stop doing either. He'd do this every day if it meant getting stronger. He had his goals in mind, he just had to chase them.

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Word Count: 7,000
Super Heavy Weights Equipped 75%
Gravity Activated at 108x Gravity 108%
Training Dummy Activated: 25%
1 Pre-Workout mix used: 10%