Age 740.

Korge's ship had arrived. He was five now. The pod had put him in a comatose state meanwhile feeding him the proper nutrients to endure the long journey. The saiyan boy was ready for battle.

After taking a few minutes to wake up, Korge quickly sat up. He was alert. Korge scrambled out of his pod, taking some time to analyze his new environment. He was surrounded. All around him were tall, massive trees that towered over him. Their sizes varied and they all were bent over him, as if they each one were looking down upon him. The trees were still, posing no harm to Korge. Korge, however, thought differently. Although the pod's technology had taught him basic knowledge through subliminal means, like the universal language, his mission to conquer planets, and his saiyan genetics, he was still only a child.

He ran towards the trees, and with everything he could muster, he tore them apart. Branch by branch and stick by stick, he destroyed them. Yet, for every tree he destroyed, he spotted another one. There were too many; he was in the middle of a forest, but the little saiyan had no idea. And so, he tore them apart, one after another. That was, until, he heard something.

Korge.

That was his name. His saiyan name. No one on this planet should have known his saiyan name, yet there he heard it, plain as day. And then he heard it again.

Korge, please.

He was confounded by this. Not only did something here know his name, and not only did it beg, but this was different. The noise that he heard was odd. In a way, he felt as if no one was speaking to him, yet he still heard something. It was as if…

It was in his head.

This… This is definitely not normal, Korge thought to himself. I must be going insane. That's the only explanation for this. That means… I'm defective. I've already failed my mission. I need to go back, back to Vegeta. They'll fix me, somehow. They have to fix me, there has got to be a way to-

Planet Vegeta is no more, Korge.

Korge turned around. He looked everywhere, everywhere around him for something, anything. He didn't want to believe that he had failed, and so in a fit of frustration, he yelled, "Who the hell are you?! Show yourself!"

We are all around you, Korge. We are right here. I am one of the many lifeforms that you see around you. You are not losing your mind.

Then he heard another voice.

They are right, Korge. Please, do not harm us anymore. We do not want to hurt you, friend.

This time, it sounded vaguely different from the last one. They sounded similar, as if the two voices had a familial connection to each other. However, Korge didn't care. He had had enough.

"GET OUT OF MY HEAD!"

He ran towards the nearest group of trees and destroyed them, just as he did before. He ripped them apart, one after the other. After destroying the group, he didn't hear the voices anymore.

That was, until, yet another different voice called out to him.

Please understand, Korge. Your home planet has been destroyed. You do not have to do this anymore. We will not and cannot hurt yo-

Korge didn't seem to care anymore. He massacred the trees, over and over again without saying a word. However, deep inside of himself, he had the feeling that they weren't lying. He had not received any messages or signals from the scouter than was kept in his pod, and he had not seen his home in three years. However, he didn't let his feelings get to him. He killed and killed, until he started to get tired. His ki reserves were starting to run out, and he knew that this would happen eventually. The child started to slow down, until, he had passed out. Once unconscious, the trees started to look over him.

…

He is… different… is he not?

…

I… don't know.

He is special. Very special. He has a chance to be different from all the others.

How intriguing.

We must take care of him.

…

He has a chance to be the one to end the cycle.

At last, it was morning. Korge sat up, yawning loudly. Almost immediately after he sat up, he noticed that he wasn't where he was yesterday. He was surrounded by leaves, grass, and dirt that formed a tent shaped structure around him. Underneath where he was lying before, he found that there had been thick, soft leaves planted right underneath his head, acting like what seemed to be a pillow.

Korge was confused. He had just slaughtered dozens of the trees of this planet, yet they provided shelter for him. They never even attempted to harm him, and had actually helped him.

Korge pondered his situation for a while, and then got up and walked out of his tent. As he thought, his situation had not changed. All around him were the trees, bent over him, watching.

Good morning, Korge.

"You… why would you-"

Yes, yes, we understand. Why would we provide you shelter?

"Y-Yes."

That is simple. You are unlike anyone we have ever seen before. You are different.

Yes. You are indeed different. Vastly different.

"Uh… How so?"

Come, Korge. We know that you are curious. Roam around this planet, explore our forest while we explain to you who we are.

Korge stopped in his tracks. He started to think about his situation.

These things… whatever they are, can't seem to hurt me… Well that's from what I know so far… For all I know, they could just be waiting for the right chance to strike. But… They had the perfect opportunity to yesterday, yet they didn't. Could they be waiting for something? For me to do something, or… what? Why would they let me-

It is not very polite to talk about us like that while you are standing right in front of us, Korge.

"I told you to stay out of my head!"

I apologize, as that impossible for us to do. Come, Korge. Explore our forest. We cannot harm you.

Korge stopped, considered his options one last time, and then obliged. He started to walk through the forest.

Good. We thank you greatly for taking our request into account. Now, we understand that you are confused on the topic of who or what we are, am I correct?

"Uh-huh."

We are the Boreans, of the planet, Borea. This planet.

"…"

"That… didn't tell me a lot."

HA! Exactly! That was a funny joke, was it not?

"…Uhm…"

Please excuse Shiza. They are only a very young Borean at the moment, and so they still have a lot of maturing to do. They also should have also known that that joke would literally have not worked in any timeline possible.

That is incredibly ru-

"Shut up! I wanted to know more about you, and you make jokes?! Just tell me what I need to know or I'll blast you all to oblivion!"

Shiza, Doresshingu. You are both out of line. Stop communicating with the saiyan child.

Aw, man.

I am very sorry about that. My name is Kuruton. Like Shiza said, we are the Boreans of planet Borea. And as you could tell, we have the ability of telepathy.

"Yeah, about that… What the hell were you talking about when you said Vegeta had been destroyed? What's with the lies?"

Yes, yes. Those were not lies. Us Boreans… We are somewhat omniscient.

"What?!"

Indeed. When we are young, we only know a few things. As we grow older, we absorb more and more information. The past, the present, and the future of the multiverse is within our knowledge. That power grows as we grow, and we start discovering the mechanics of fate, and the wonders of the future.

"That's… incredible. But that also means… that…"

Yes. Planet Vegeta is destroyed. However, you barely know anything about what your race was like. The only details you know are that your race is a warrior race called the saiyans, and that you have to conquer planets. Am I correct?

"Yes. It doesn't bother me."

… Good.

"…You know it bothers me, though, don't you?"

…That is correct. I will teach you about what your race was like, and everything that you will ever want or need to kn-

"No! That's… not what I want right now. What I want to know is how are you all so powerful? This huge amount of knowledge… is there anywhere that comes from?"

Actually, yes. Just keep on walking to find out.

Korge didn't even realize he was still walking. He was so enticed in their conversation that he forgot that the other trees, Shiza and Doresshingu had told him to walk in one direction for what he thought was no reason.

"Wait a minute. Did you- did Shiza and Doresshing- they knew that if I walked-"

Yes. They knew that if you had walked in this direction, you would find your answer to your current question. Nigh omniscience is pretty neat, is it not?

"Yeah. Wait… So you guys are all the trees, right?"

That is correct.

"But I've been passing through so many of them… Which one are you? Why aren't any other ones talking to me?"

That is simple. I am the tree that was to your far left when you first got out of your tent. I actually made the tent for you by controlling the plants around you. You are welcome, by the way.

"Oh… thanks."

Do not mention it. To answer your other question, we are all talking to you. We are all talking to you through me. We are all linked beings, and we possess, in a sense, a hive mind. They all hear you right now, and we are all saying the words that are being said right now.

"That's amazing. But, they all can talk for themselves, right?"

Yes. Actually, just for you, we shall do this.

And all at once, simultaneously after Kuruton had finished, Korge heard more than a billion voices say "hello" to him in his head.

Sorry if that was too loud. I just wanted to show you.

"No, don't apologize. That was pretty incredible."

"By the way, is there anything that keeps you all linked? And why do you all have such similar sounding voices? That's what really confused me when I came here."

Yes. And just as I predicted, your answer to this question and your previous question from minutes ago is in front of you.

Again, Korge had not been paying attention. However, what he saw in front of him amazed him even more.

It was a tree, however, it was far from ordinary. It was huge, almost as large as a moon. It's leaves and branches covered the sky, as if it became the sky itself. Korge was dumbfounded.

Greetings, Korge. It seems as if we have not formally met, yet I feel like we already have. I am Sugi, the Heart of Borea. I am the link that connects every single one of my children.

"… Sugi, huh?"

Korge came down on one knee. He started to cry. "You probably already knew, but I want to tell you formally. Ever since I met Shiza and Dorresshingu, I've been feeling horrible for killing so many Boreans. I want to apologize and make amends. I swear on my life and everything that I have left that I will make it up to you."

Saiyan child, do not be in anguish. We all knew of your coming, and we all knew of the necessary sacrifices. We have already accepted your apology.

"Th-Thank you. So much." Okara wiped the tears off, sniffling. "So, how are you linked? How does it work, exactly? You called the Boreans your… children?"

Yes, of course. Every day, many of my leaves fall off of my tree. The wind of this planet is naturally strong, so the wind blows my leaves across the entire planet. If you look around right now, you can see leaves throughout the air, flying.

My leaves contain my seeds inside of them. After some time, the leaf decomposes, leaving the seed. The seed contains a certain amount of my infinite knowledge as well as a link, and so as it grows, so does the knowledge. Throughout a Borean's entire lifetime, it will always be linked to every other Borean, and me.

"Fascinating."

Korge thought to himself for a while. After about fifteen minutes, he decided to speak.

"Is it possible for me to become a part of your planet, or your family? I want to prove to you and make it official that I'm no longer hostile in some way. I want to make it up to all of you."

Oh, Korge. You do not have to make anything up to us. There is a way, however, that will only lead to disappointment, saiyan child.

"No. If there is a way, I have to make it up to you. My saiyan honor won't allow me not to, and you know that."

Korge, do not take my warning lightly. Becoming ingrained into our family will only give you problems in the future. I will not stop you, but I want to make something clear. Are you really willing to carry that burden?

"Always."

Then so be it.

Please, if you will, come down on one knee.

Korge followed his advice immediately. He then bowed his head.

Korge, saiyan child. You have asked permission to become a part of this family, to become a Borean. Your offer is accepted. You are now one of us. You will keep your saiyan roots, however, you will now have our roots, Borean roots.

No longer will you be Korge of the saiyan race. I now name you Okara, the child of the Borean and saiyan race.