História Dragon Ball Eternal Saga - Legacies of Steel and Blood...

In the vast and shimmering stellar mosaic, Planet Vegeta glowed with fierce intensity, a reflection of the Saiyans’ unwavering determination. It was a world where nights were illuminated by ki energy auroras, and the expansive plains bore the scars of ancient battles.

King Vegeta III, a warrior of towering stature and piercing gaze, had solidified his reign with a resounding victory over the cunning Tuffles. This epic battle, destined to echo through the ages, was won through cunning and brute strength, elevating the Saiyans to the position of supreme rulers of the planet, now named in honor of their leader.

Yet, hidden behind this grand feat, a sinister plot unfolded. Frieza, the icy despot, whose smile was as cold as the vacuum of space, was devising a malevolent scheme. The Saiyans, natural-born warriors with hearts inflamed by battle, were reduced to mere pawns in Frieza’s cosmic game. They would conquer worlds, no longer in the name of their lineage’s honor, but to satisfy Frieza’s insatiable greed.

Among the Saiyans stood out Bardock, a warrior of keen perception and fists that spoke the language of destruction. His companion, Gine, possessed a gentle spirit, an anomaly among her kind, yet equally fierce when provoked. Together, they brought forth Kakarot, a child destined to soar the skies, whose cry echoed as the harbinger of a new era. Meanwhile, the young prince Vegeta, at merely five years old, already bore the weight of a millennial legacy. His eyes shone with the promise of supremacy and conquest, a drive that would be shaped in the forge of destiny. The twilight of that day witnessed the birth of Kakarot, an event many overlooked due to his low class, but which marked the beginning of a journey to surpass the limits of the Saiyan warrior race.

— Bardock, do you feel it? — Gine asked, her soft voice contrasting with the harsh environment of the incubation room.

— Yes. — Bardock replied, his eyes fixed on the slumbering little warrior.

— There’s something different about this one. He may be low class, but his potential…

— He will be like you, strong and fearless. — Gine interrupted, a proud smile adorning her face.

— Or perhaps… he will surpass us all. — Bardock murmured, a rare note of admiration in his voice.

As the parents pondered the uncertain future of their son, far away, in the opulent chambers of the palace, young Vegeta trained under the watchful eye of his father.

— Faster, Vegeta! — the king commanded, his voice echoing off the stone walls.

— I will be the strongest, father. I won’t stop until every star in the sky recognizes the name Vegeta! — the young prince exclaimed, his determination as fierce as that of his ancestors.

And so, amidst dreams of grandeur and dark schemes, the fate of the Saiyans began to unfold, weaving a tapestry of triumph and tragedy that would extend far beyond the stars.