This story happened thousands of years ago in Universe 7. Old
Kai also appears in this story. But, since he was not old back then,
he'll be referred to as Young Kai.
Planet Salad. Saiyans still live like Earth's ancient (or, in the
best case, medieval) people, since they have not been
conquered by Icers yet, so they have not come in contact
with superior technology (spare me the Tuffles filler bs).
Right now, we see a Saiyan entering an inn. His black hair is
pointy like Goku's or Vegeta's, but it is longer and reaches his
shoulders. He's wearing a brown, primitive garment and boots
the same color.
A group of Saiyans he knows notice him. 'Hey, Yamoshi, come
sit with us,' one of them invites him. Yamoshi goes and sits
at their table.
The other Saiyans are chatting cheerfully and enjoying the
food, but Yamoshi seems lost in his thoughts, which are finally
interrupted by a Saiyan of the party, a red head with a beard:
'Why are you so gloomy all the time, Yamoshi? You should be
the happiest person in the world. Your life is perfect. You are
a Super Saiyan! You have become the one to fulfill the prophecy
about the unbeatable fighter that appears once per thousand
years. You could go to the palace and become a king, have
everything...'
'This is the problem,' Yamoshi slams his hand on the table,
startling his companions. 'Everybody thinks that sitting on my
butt all day at a palace, surrounded by food and women, is
what it takes to make me happy. Well, it's not! I want to
strive to reach greater heights, to go beyond the power of
a Super Saiyan.'
Some of the Saiyans at the table unintentionally spit out
their bites in surprise. 'Beyond the Super Saiyan? Are you
nuts?' a Saiyan with long hair like Raditzes asks. 'In all
recorded knowledge, there is no force in the universe that
surpasses a Super Saiyan. How can you go beyond the
impossible? Beyond the power that one needs to fulfill a
prophecy to achieve?'
'Besides,' the red head with the beard adds, 'even if there
was something beyond the Super Saiyan, why do you want
to bother trying to reach it? You are already invincible as you
are.'
Yamoshi sighs. Without saying goodbye, he stands up and
walks away. 'What business do I have with these animals?'
he thinks. 'What business do I have with anyone? Nobody
understands me.'
And so, Yamoshi decided to isolate himself. He abandoned
his village, he abandoned any organized Saiyan society and
went to live in places such as barren wastelands or snowy
mountains. He trained there for years, living off hunting and
not ever seeing or talking to anyone.
The harsh conditions of those areas, combined with the
planet's gravity, helped him go beyond the Super Saiyan
state.
But he did not train only his body. He also trained his mind.
His meditating sessions helped him accept his weaknesses
(which is why he abandoned the buffed grade forms as soon
as he discovered their drawbacks), find his inner peace (thus
mastering the normal Super Saiyan state) and finally
achieve what was the truly evolved state of a Super Saiyan
(Super Saiyan 2).
One day, Yamoshi reached such a high level of mental peace
that he released 'the god within him'. Realizing that he could
now breath in space, he left Planet Salad and went to a planet
nearby. It was a planet with no sentient beings. Yamoshi
decided to live there for the time being.
Nameless planet. Right now, we see Yamoshi sitting cross
legged on the ground, in an area with red soil and some
tropical life forms of flora and fauna here and there, meditating.
A heap of blood stained bones (obviously the remnants of an
animal the Saiyan ate before) is next to him.
Suddenly, two persons appear before him, seemingly out of
nowhere. Yamoshi feels their presence and opens his eyes.
They're a cat faced, purple skinned alien and a blue skinned
one that looks more like a human than his partner.
'Greetings, Yamoshi,' the purple one says politely, arms
behind back.
'What do you want?' the Saiyan rudely says, not caring how
the alien knows his name.
The cat formed, sentient being places his hand on his chest
and continues: 'Allow me to introduce myself. I am Beerus,
the god of destruction, and my job is to destroy planets.'
'And why am I supposed to care about that?' Yamoshi asks
impatiently.
'Because it is your homeplanet which I will destroy next
unless you pass a challenge I have for you,' Beerus bows.
Yamoshi stands up with an ecstatic smile. 'I don't really care
about my planet, but I love challenges. What do you want me
to do?' he says.
'Fight me,' Beerus answers, pointing at himself. 'Don't worry,
you don't have to win. Just lay five hits on me. If you manage
to hit me five times within ten minutes, I'll declare you the
winner of our fight.'
Yamoshi scratches his head in the confusion of a primitive
simpleton. 'How long is ten minutes?' he asks.
Beerus turns to his blue skinned servant. 'Show him, Whiss,'
he orders.
Whiss materializes a huge hourglass. 'Ten minutes is the time
needed for this sand to fall,' the angel explains to Yamoshi.
'Okay. Bring it on!' the Saiyan agrees. He clenches his fists and
transforms into Super Saiyan God.
For a while, the two warriors are just standing and staring
at each other. Realizing that he might run out of time if he
just waits for his opponent to make the first move, Yamoshi
rushes to him.
The Saiyan throws a barrage of hits, all of which Beerus
dodges, seemingly with no effort. From time to time, the
Haikashin throws a blow as well, which Yamoshi dodges
barely.
Finally, one of the Super Saiyan God's punches grazes
Beeruses face. The god of destruction pulls back. He smiles
and rubs the grazed area. 'Well, that wasn't really a connecting
blow,' he comments. 'But, since I'm a kind hearted person, I'll
count it as one. So you hit me one time! Four more to go.'
Next, he points at the hourglass and continues: 'But, mind,
time is almost up. And, furthermore, I'm gonna kick it up a
notch!'
Beerus rushes to the foe and the battle resumes. Beerus is
now playing more offensively than before; his attacks are
more frequent and most of them are connecting. Finally, he
manages to wrap his tail around the adversary's neck.
Yamoshi falls on his knees as Beerus, with an evil laugh,
tightens his tail's grip, intending to choke his opponent.
Yamoshi cannot remove the tail from around his neck, no matter
how hard he's trying. Also, he's too proud to try to release
himself by biting the tail.
And then... something miraculous happens! Yamoshi's aura
and hair change color and become blue. Even the Saiyan is
surprised. This has never happened to him before!
'Oh ho ho, would you look at that,' Whiss thinks. 'It seems
that, sometimes, power comes in response to need, not
desire.'
Yamoshi removes the shocked god's tail and elbows him in
the abdomen. Two hits!
Then, keeping holding the god's tail, he slams him on the
ground. Three hits!
With a straight kick, he sends him soaring in the air. Four
hits!
And now the fifth hit. Yamoshi cups his hands, aims at Beerus,
who is still unwillingly ascending, unable to stop his course
and correct himself, and charges the gallick gun, one of Saiyans'
attacks.
'Time's up,' Whiss announces, distracting Yamoshi for a
moment.
The next moment, Beerus has stopped his course, gone behind
his opponent at invisible speed and knocked him out of his blue
aura with a knife hand strike in the base of the neck.
Yamoshi reverts to base form and falls on the ground, barely
conscious, mumbling curses.
Beerus crouches in front of him and says: 'So you failed the
challenge. Nevertheless, you were better than I thought.
Honestly, I didn't expect I'd have this much fun. So I'll spare
you this time. But, mind, the next time we meet, you have to
actually defeat me without the handicap I gave you today.
Otherwise, you, as well as all Saiyans on your planet, will
die.'
'You... scumbag...' Yamoshi whispers.
Beerus chuckles, amused at the Saiyan's anger. He stands
up. 'We're leaving,' he announces to Whiss and the two
deities vanish.
Yamoshi slams his fist on the ground in anger, creating a
dent.
Next time, the second part of Yamoshi's story.