21 Commander and the Boy

The abominable fight between Beerus and Gohan was on the verge of expansion, he was still unhinged by the fact that it was the god of destruction he is facing, after all, he was taught well, "once you believe that God doesn't exist upon your life, the living ones die with it" was an odd agenda for training but it worked, a head to head fight was an unexpected one for Beerus, they were high in the sky facing each other and in the instance, Gohan realized that his back up is arriving, how? The clouds were gathering again, he smiled, again, the clouds burst their outrage with thunders, again. There was no one but Livoes standing right beside him after the clouds called for a calm before the storm, by this time Whis realized what has happened, has happened. Grand priest has fallen. The news of it went wide in the voids of many universes so quickly. What could it cost? A major intergalactic outbreak. It did looked like it was about to as well. The work was still by far from finished, there was yet one more target that was going to show up, Zalama. Before that, before the breakdown was the one on two fight, it was one-sided after they cornered him, Beerus knew that he had to face them alone, he did, with all his might and faith he fought them, down on the surface stood Videl, the open book story, she was patient as if Gohan fell, she would snatch the ring, not something full proof but something that is better than nothing. Sure enough, Beerus used his ki burst and while Livoes took minor hits, Gohan fell, she was a quick one since the time she joined high school, with all the rocks, wreckage, and some handful thinking about fighting the god of destruction, he still saw her coming, grabbing her hand was probably useful, but he was not able to do it, paralyzed for the brief moment he saw a staff pointing at him, it was Whis. She took the ring and ran off to the building, he almost levitated him and threw him in right in the fight above the city, perhaps it was his time to join the fight.

Baba stood in the room with shiny eyes, "The machine is as lively as the man" she would say to the progress she saw in Gohan, the progress which got him back to consciousness, the gate of the machine opened and he fell coughing on the ground, his body was aching, while Videl helped him get up, Baba was on some other plan of her own, "Give him the ring, he will take as many of them as possible" she knew it was something only he could do, who knows how devastating it could be if she opened voids? She made Gohan wear the ring, he was still very pale, his body was still drenched in the fluid of the machine, "Look at me" she said getting him up, "You need to go, the world would need you any moment, tell Goku and the others, I tried" she took his hand upright and he opened the void, "Don't you die" he said for the three basic last words, what else could he possibly have said? The void opened at Broly's place, they looked at him and he looked at them, somehow they realized they have lost.

The city was no place to discuss anything at all, so they took her to a not so secret place, they always choose that island surrounded by nothing but water, "So you are going to start or not?" she said to her, she was tied up, "I don't intend on snitching, its not my type" she replied and they saw it coming, so Bulma already had a chair ready, the one she sat on with all the cuffs and a huge helmet, "There are many other ways too-" she was interrupted, "There it is, he is here too, fuck," she said looking about the direction of the city, "Who?!" Chichi asked, "The broken man, Livoes" this was an eye-widening prompt for them, "They call him the broken man for all the disturbing things he has done" she suddenly started speaking, the chair was at work.

An unknown time ago, people in the cosmos were still on the verge of blooming in discoveries of things like time travels, light speed, supernovas and many more, there lived a subtle, out of talk and a very eschew planet, it was colored purple as its lands, oceans, and nature were the same too, some said that the color is the curse to the people living there, purple too, long, nothing for use tail, huge claw-like feet and somewhat smaller than feet, hands, mouth so spouted that they completely replicated a cat, they lived, hustling and rumbling as a society, they lived. Most of the time a lot of them were taken to slavery, they weren't a huge fan of fighting but they were fast, faster they could go if they trained, if they ran. Those slaves were to be taken to different overlord planets to make a part of rogue fighting, amusing whichever overlord was to be amused, it wasn't until some generation later that they finally understood, they needed to stand up, they need to run. Freeing themselves from several cosmos overlords they offered a hand, "Suffered ones know the suffering better than anyone" was an agenda banner over which their race decided to help other, minor, eschew planets and races to grow, some centuries later, they became a beacon of sovereignty and equality, it was around this time of the history that the little boy was born alongside fellow others of his strength his was still superior, the old committee of the sovereign court gave names to these fellows born, the boy was given a name behind the pioneer of the revolution some millennia ago, "Beerus it is, after the great lord Beerus" the old committee member said, the boy was however weak by birth, some even feared that amongst his generation of power and strength, he may not last long, he was thinner and light weighted on compared to his cousin, Champa, double of his weight by birth. "They are to be trained anyway" old committee decided, "If he won't live, let him be, pray the gods, take the child to you" his father would say, "I pray the gods, let the child live" his mother would say. Though the gods only listened to his mother, the boy lived, healthy as he became, later on, feasts upon feasts his mother would do, "Keep the boy healthy" she would pray, the training was on the verge and he was able to speak by now, but the propaganda also stated the most feared 2 words of the book written by Lord Beerus himself, the two words of fear that shivered through the boy's body when he saw everything with his eyes, "Nothing Lasts" was the words compelling the scenario, a genocide almost completely wiping his planet, his father, mother, and loved ones are all gone, the generation of fighters he belonged to were to be sent to a refugee planet, before that he saw the horror, only a single entity could do something like this? It was a single entity, he was about to enter the ship, he looked straight into it as it stood to gaze upon the cloudy sky and it rains heavily at that moment, it rains like it was calling thunders before it struck, he saw the entity, a red glowing hair, eyebrows crossed he roar upon the rain who was late for his thunders, his body had several wounds and a torn training outfit he wore, the aura, the tail, the hair, why was it all red? It ran in his mind as he was pushed in the ship, the ship officers bruised the child, his right thumb was bleeding with the cut of the knife hanging on the right of the officer's belt, though the color of his blood didn't match, when he wiped it with his clothes, running his thumb over his right leg several time, was the same figure, the same shape, with the aura too, it was as if he was looking right in the child's eye, "The red Saiyan" he called it.

"The red Saiyan!" he called again when it ascended on earth, Livoes, his hair was red so was his tail and aura, he was gripping his fists and grinding and clenching his teeth, the clouds were on time, they opened a huge whirlwind for him to descend upon, "so, you are the last of them?" he met him before too just not this tense, no magic spells like Destruction would work on him, what was the solution? What more could he have done rather than going on a fight? "Let the boy live" mother's words would ring his ear bells, "Let the boy live" she was mentally unstable after having to have a baby such pale, weak yet, she hustled, "Let the boy live" Livoes repeated, his clenching increased, he could go on destroying planets upon planets with this much anger, should he? Whis created a void, opening in a world Beerus used to train as a newbie or the next God of destruction, opening upon the world, only Livoes and Beerus entered, the gravitational pull of that planet was immense, about a millionth of that of Earth, yet unhinged they stood, gazing and enjoying the calm, "I've waited for my entire life for this" Beerus said as they rushed into each other, punches or kicks, one could not say what was what in the flashes that rained, just the void and them, fighting madly, brutally.

Livoes was a good lad in his early days as the book lore of Saiyan history suggests, he fought for his faction, Patrol, he was born in, though the death of his father snapped something in him, he still managed to achieve the platform huge enough for his family name, he was appointed the commander of the forces lead by Patrols into several wars around the universe, though as unoppressive as one saw the Patrols, they weren't any of it, in reality, the planet needed resources, they emptied their side of the galaxy, juiced all the resources they could, this was making the people of the Purple planet worry, nature was one aspect other was the fact that there was no stopping them. The real fight sparked when one of the garbage satellites crash-landed on the Purple planet, killing hundreds, the war was short lived the observers said, though one-sided, that to be noted one-sided for Saiyans, leading the army alone since the civil war, Livoes denied all conditions and talks, one of the spies of the purple speedsters broke through the castle security and burned all supplies of the patrols, this was a complete outrage considering that the civil war could've been in the bags of patrols if it didn't happen, furious, raged he grew as once and for all he descended and slaughtered millions, but how? Was he truly alone? No. He got helped, helped with the deal he was offered while he took his supposed last breaths stuck in a space ship whining about King Vegeta and the Rogues, his first target was the Purple speedsters, Dilla offered him time travel, he went in the past and there is where he slaughtered the race to almost extension, he saw a boy, scared, heavily breathing looking at him he could only see fear and vengeful eyes of his as he faded amongst the crowd, his second target, King Vegeta was spared until the deal is over, if it was not for him, the timeline which shaped Beerus wouldn't have taken place, the battle of gods, tournament of power, the blue form, all of it was his cause, he was the pioneer of two eras, reading the books from Dilla, he started project Legendary Saiyans, killing the speedsters he sparked the shape of the storyline leading to what it is now, the cost? He was to leave his people, planet, faction, and his lover behind, "Thou who swore shall abandon" he left.