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Dragon Ball Void Warriors

Prologue – Raw Power

[Planet Furuta, Age 767]

“King Durian, sir? Namgo has requested to see you as soon as possible,” a crackly voice said over the speaker on the king’s desk. “He said it’s urgent, and that it’s regarding the twins that were born just a little bit ago. Eeto and Epla.”
“Please send him up. I’m certain it’s important if it’s going to be coming from him,” the king responded, the opposite end of the line going silent after a quick ‘affirmative.’ Durian opened his throne room door out of politeness so that Namgo wouldn’t have to spend a few extra seconds manually opening it. It was little things like these that kept Durian in power- there was no reason for the Furutans to overthrow him because they all liked him, and he did his job well while still keeping his ground and authority. And, within a minute or so, Namgo had reached the throne room.
“Hello, Namgo. What is it you wanted to discuss?” The king asked Namgo when he’d taken a few steps into the large room.
“Sir, it’s about Eeto and Epla’s power levels,” Namgo said. “As you know, the Furutan power-sensing method gives us a guide for our strength. Um… the boys- they already have a single FPU. And following the Furutan power-sensing method, that calculates to-”
“The boys already both have a power level of 5!?” King Durian interrupted, visibly baffled. “So… a-are you implying that they’re already in peak condition?”
“Well… physically, no. You don’t have to worry about that, they obviously both look their age. But in terms of raw power, yes, they are already as strong as any full-grown Furutan,” said Namgo. “I hope you can see why I’m a little concerned, as I am the eventual mentor for the boys.” Durian started for the large throne room’s door, rubbing his temples with a single hand.
“This is just absurd… take me to their Incubation Chambers. I would like to see their current rate of growth to see if this poses any type of threat.”
“Sir. They’re just being put in as we speak. The boys haven’t made any progress yet.” At this, Durian froze. He turned around and stared at Namgo with an expression that was a complicated mix of emotions, somewhere between fear, pride, and wonder.

Chapter One – The Legend Reborn

[Planet Furuta, Age 779]

Off in a building towards the center of Duria City, Eeto and Epla were training hard. They had already set up a routine they went through with Namgo every day.
Stretches and a small warm up, going against punching bags and gradually increasing impact strength, another round of punching against test-dummies with the same gradual increase, the previous two with kicks instead, and then a 15-minute rest period.
Next, an (independent) test against Namgo himself to see if they learned everything, and then a 30-minute cooldown period of Ki meditation. It was rough and took almost two hours including their breaks, but the boys got used to it, and it seemed to be paying off greatly.
“Woah, Epla, I think you went up 4 FPUs today!” Eeto exclaimed after their main training was over.
“Dude. You went up, like, 12 this week,” Epla said.
“And you’ve gained, like, 10 not even counting today. Seriously, don’t be like that, bro,” Eeto replied back. “Namgo, shouldn’t he stop being like that?”
“Yeah, Epla, lighten up a tad. You’re both making progress here,” Namgo pitched in. “Besides, we’re goin’ to try weights tomorrow. I think you’ll like that.” And it appeared he was right- Epla was suddenly beaming. They’d already heard about how weights work and all of their benefits, but for some reason Epla seemed a lot more interested in them than Eeto. It could have been that they had slightly different mindsets.
“So, I’m at a… what, somewhere in the 500’s?” Eeto wondered aloud, closing his eyes and focusing on his Ki.
“Yup, I’d say 502 FPU. Epla, you’re just a little lower- 480,” Namgo said, complimenting Eeto and trying to encourage Epla at once. “Anyways, guys, we should start our meditation.”
The boys nodded, sitting down in place, cross-legged. They both enjoyed this meditation period because it was where a good chunk of their growth came from. As the boys’ breathing slowed and all movement came to a stop, Namgo swore he saw Eeto randomly flinch out of the corner of his eye, but he couldn’t be sure.

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“Hoo boy, these are heavy as crud!” Eeto said, struggling to lift his arms up after the weights had been put on. After a few tries, he could only lift them a mere 2 inches off the ground at most, until exhaustion took over and he couldn’t lift them at all for a while.
“Yeah, they’ll take some getting used to. Y’know, most Furutans never get to this point. And yet, here you guys are, working on the weights to finish off your third week!” Namgo exclaimed. “And that’s to say nothing o…[Read more]