A poisoned mind and prideful heart, The prince had been pleagued with greed for raw strength. He wanted one thing, he wanted to be stonger than Kakarot. He wanted to be the one to save the day for once. He was tired of being in his shadow. He trained constantly and pushed his limits. He trained with one goal, to be strong enough to save his own family without having to rely on that clown for help, he wanted that. He felt as if they only looked to Kakarot to save them. It was on that day that he realized that he was alone in this world. He realized what he had to do, Vegeta let himself fall to the deepest depths of desperation. This decision changed him for the worse. A flame, a dark and painful flame was started in Vegeta's heart. The darkness consumed him once again, he gained immense power that he had never felt before. He felt the power surge within him as he let go of himself to the madness. Vegeta had basically sold his soul to this monster named Babidi. No regrets, only desperation as he had gained the power he needed, but it came at a cost. Was it too late to go back? Did he make the right choice? Would his wife and son be proud of him? All that some what did matter to him but what mattered most was the task at hand. That was to kill Son Goku. With his mind filled with bloodlust and his heart filled with anger, he set out to do what he wanted for so long. He had Babidi teleport them to the World Martial Arts Tournamnet with one intention... to get Kakarot to fight him. He wanted to watch the life fade from Kakarot's stupid charcoal eyes...There was a bright flash of light and one whole side of the world tournament area was obliterated. A yellow scarf drifted in the wind and landed in the ring at the wicked prince's boot. No remorse was felt and there was no human qualities left in Vegeta, only darkness...the prince poisoned with an intense and unholy hatred Kakarot. The prince was no longer a mortal...there only stood a demon...