"Okay," You say after only a brief pause. "I'll do it."

Cui smirks. "I thought you'd see things my way! Hey, look at it this way: Your life expectancy just increased! Ha ha!"

"So what happens now?" You eagerly ask. Even though your world was upside down moments ago, you're starting to realize that a whole new world of possibilities could be open to you now. It may not be the worst thing in the world to be in with this "Frieza" guy... if what Cui says is true, then Frieza is the baddest guy around and by joining him you're staying ahead of the power curve.

"Now," Cui shrugs, "I escort you back to Planet Frieza #79. Like I said before, he wants to meet you. If he decides he can use you, then you're in. So I suggest being on your best behavior! Haha! Because if he decides he doesn't..."

Cui doesn't finish the sentence. He doesn't need to. Despite this, you're not worried at all. You're actually curious about this guy, who's supposed to be the ultimate power.

"So, let's go then."

"Fine," Cui says. "I assume you came here on a space ship?"

"I have a ship, yeah."

You do indeed. You stole it from a car show on your home world. It's a veritable "space hot rod".

"I doubt it'll be able to keep up with my Space Pod... but don't worry, you'll have one of your own soon. I'll give you some coordinates before we take off."

The two of you walk to Cui's space pod, and after a moment of punching in buttons on one of the panels inside, he tells you he's broadcasting the coordinates. So you depart back for your own ship and download the data into your on board computer.

"Just one more thing," Cui's voice crackles over your comm unit. "If you try to break away and escape, I'll hunt you down and promptly kill you for wasting my time. Remember, I have a scouter, so there's no way you'd be able to hide!"

"Yeah, yeah," You respond tersely. You REALLY don't like this guy.

And so, the two of you lift off and blast into space. Your star cruiser can more than handle its own and you keep up with the space pod easily. Your civilization may have been a bunch of weaklings, but at least they could build a space ship! The trip takes about two days. Cui goes into some kind of stasis-sleep in his own pod, after informing you that his computer will wake him up automatically if you go off course. You have no such fancy sleep technology, so you simply wait the trip out.

And before you know it, the two of you arrive at "Planet Frieza #79"

-Act 1 End-

Achievements:

Secret Transformation: You completed the first act without revealing your true form. Your transformation multiplier has increased from x1.25 power level to x1.50 power level.

Attitude: You trash-talked Cui, Personality Profile updated. Your decisions will alter the story to reflect the current Personality Profile of your character.

Easiest Way Out: Personality Profile updated.

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Planet Frieza #79

You look around as you follow Cui down a wide hall. This base is much bigger than the one you attacked. It's filled with tons of the same types of soldiers you slaughtered before. They're bustling about, keeping busy. As Cui passes them, they stand rigid with their arms against their sides and their head and eyes straight forward. Obviously, it's some kind of military custom. Moreover, they look nervous, almost as if they're expecting Cui to turn to them and blast them on a whim. Then as the two of you pass, they break the stance and rush, more urgently now, back to work. You're amused by this.

"You may or may not have guessed this by now," Cui says to you, "but this world wasn't always called 'Planet Frieza #79'. We recently conquered this place from a group of stubborn natives who just wouldn't submit to Lord Frieza. Guess where they are now?"

"Where?" You ask.

"Dead! Ha! We destroyed every one of them. Frieza loves collecting planets... it's almost like... a hobby for him. Eventually he'll get bored with this one and move on. In the meantime, we get to live like kings here! That's life for us, and if you're lucky for you too."

"As long as I get to do my fair share of the 'destroying'," You tell him, "it sounds fine to me."

"You'll see," Cui says.

Finally, he stops. "Here," he mutters to himself "Meeting Room #3."

He reaches his hand to push a button; apparently that opens the door, but then pauses. He turns back to you and regards you harshly. "Don't screw up," he says, and then pushes the button. The two of you walk in.

You look around. The room is plainly decorated, with a large view port on the far wall. It overlooks a huge forest with strange trees. The sky is black like night, but you can see the dimly lit sun. Your attention is drawn to the occupants of the room. There are two humanoid aliens standing next to a strange floating device. One of them is a huge, round, pink guy with spikes. The other is a lanky green man with long hair. They both turn towards you and regard you sternly.

Then the weird pod-like thing between them begins to rotate around. It's some kind of hover chair, and sitting in it must be Frieza. You're a bit surprised by what you see. He's so tiny! He may not even be five feet tall. He has short, scrawny arms, and a large tail hanging lazily off to the side. His head looks like some kind of Christmas tree ornament to you, two horns and a shiny jewel-like formation over his forehead. He stares at you with an expression of mild curiosity and a slight smile.

"So you're the space pirate who's been causing all the uproar in the gamma sector," he remarks. You're surprised by his calm, soft-spoken voice. "Tell me, what's your name?"

"Ganthra," you tell him.

"Ganthra..." he repeats quietly.

You don't know why, but standing here looking at this guy is starting to creep you out a bit.

"Hm. You have the look of a warrior to you." He turns his head slightly towards the fat pink man, although not enough to actually look at him. "Mr. Dodoria." He simply says.

The fat guy, Dodoria, presses a button on the scouter he's wearing. It beeps a few times and you can make out some kind of display flashing across the screen.

"5,000 even," he remarks.

"I see," Frieza says calmly. "5,000. Most interesting. Tell me, Ganthra; are others of your kind as powerful as you are?"

"Not at all," You answer. "I wiped most of those weaklings out a few years ago."

A twinkle seems to enter into Frieza's creepy red eyes. "I see," he says again. His smile widens a bit.

After a moment of awkward silence, Frieza continues to speak.

"I understand Cui has already filled you in on the basics, sir. I'd like you to work for me. Your power level makes you unique compared with most beings in the universe... and Mr. Cui here tells me you've got some fighting talents. So for the sake of formality, I'll ask you directly: Do you indeed wish to join the ranks of the most powerful force in the universe?"

You nod your head.

"Good, good!" Frieza says. "I think you'll find the experience rewarding! As Cui may have mentioned to you, I've set my sights on the sector of space you call home. Once you've been formally integrated into my forces, your first assignment will be to go to the densely populated star system we've found in your sector and... Shall we say, 'do what you do best.'"

You smile, "You want me to kill everyone?"

"I like your style, my friend. But actually, make sure you leave some survivors. Crush their military forces, and slaughter any "champions" they may have... but leave most of the civilian populace intact. Destroy one or two cities at the most. And make sure those who are left receive this message: They now belong to me. Do you think you're up to it?"