The Game of Life: Dragon Ball Edition


A/N: "The following is a fan-based work. Dragon Ball, Dragon Ball Z, is owned by Funimation, Toei Animation, Shueisha, Dimps, and Akira Toriyama."


Chapter 20: Leek's Empire

Planet Q13

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I'll check that out later. I ignored the notification in favor of staring forward in shock.

It was surreal to see how many wives and children that Leek had. When we got out of the ship, it was like there was a hurricane of little beings running around him, with Leek being the eye of the storm. They were in all different shapes and sizes. Some weren't even humanoid, which was even more creepy.

The children's mothers all stood a reasonable distance away while the kids squabble for Leek's attention. I could feel the tension in the air even where I stood, some of the women giving dirty looks at each other. It's obvious jealousy. They all want to be number 1. They must not have known that Leek isn't planning on settling with one woman.

From the looks of it, there were more than 100 kids and even more wives. By the looks of it, some of them were still pregnant. Leek is a true player.

While he went about greeting his multiple families, I took off into the sky to examine the castle and the planet that we landed on. The castle was sitting in the middle of a vast desert, not unusual considering that the majority of the planet was desert. It wasn't a huge planet, so the gravity was only about 4x that of Earth's, which was much less than planet Saiyans.

It was right in the middle of the sector, though, which is why Leek had chosen it. That way, he could get to whichever planet he wanted to faster. Considering the speed of his ship, I wondered if that was even necessary. It moved many times more quickly than anything I'd seen before I got sealed. I'm going to have a fun time studying all of the information that the Tuffles have to offer.

"How do you know my father?" A voice caught my attention. I had sensed him coming, but I saw that he wasn't as strong as me.

"It's complicated. Maybe you should ask him instead of me?" I turned to the boy, who was standing with his arms crossed. Four arms? He is the same species as that guy on Frieza's elite squad. So this is what they look like when they are crossbred with Saiyans.

Instead of looking grotesque and monstrous, this kid seemed almost normal, but with blue skin and four arms. He looked slightly more muscular than a normal kid and had a Saiyan tail wrapped around his waist. Interestingly enough, his tail was all white, instead of its usual brown. Same with his hair.

"I already got to say hi. Two minutes maximum. Not enough time to speak to him," He sounded bitter, albeit a little downhearted, "So why do you get to spend time with him when I don't? Are you one of my brothers?"

"Not quite. I'm more like your uncle," I saw the boys eyes widen a little before he bowed in the air. I chuckled at his sudden shift in demeanor, before saying, "Don't worry about that formal stuff, kid. I don't care about it."

He slowly lifted from his bow, a little shocked by my dismissal. When he realized that I was serious, he looked over my features and raised an eyebrow at me. "You don't look like Father."

"As I said, it's complicated," I sighed, before continuing to lift further into the sky. The kid followed me as I ascended. Once we got to the point where I figured a normal Saiyan shouldn't be able to breathe correctly, I turned around and looked at him, "Are you bored or something?"

"No," He seemed conflicted at first, but he pushed it aside, "I want to know more about my Father. My Mom doesn't know much about him, except that he's a powerful Saiyan warrior who chose her to be Queen. Whenever he visits, we barely get to talk. All we have time for is taken up by talking about training, and then he moves onto the next."

I could tell that he was fighting back serious problems concerning Leek. I would, too, if my paternal figure only came around once a while, and even then, I could still barely see him. And Leek was complaining that I abandoned him?

"To be fair, I don't know much about him anymore, either," I admitted, much to his disappointment, "But when I did know him better, he was a fun person to be around. A bit of a pain in the butt, but still fun."

As the kid stopped to think, I looked at him over a few times while using [Observe]. His name was Bleuras, and for one, he looked much older than he was. In Saiyan cycles, he would only be five years old, but due to his alien biology, he aged a bit faster, appearing to be at least 10. Biologically he's 10, but according to the Saiyan calendar, he was only five years ago. Interesting.

Another interesting feature was that he was able to breathe in the outer atmosphere of space with ease. He might have inherited that from Leek, which meant that his kids could inherit some of the Frost Demon DNA that ran through Leek. Which meant that we all had the same DNA from our pseudo-Mom Lizora, running through our blood. So technically they're almost my nephews and nieces. Not just by title, but by blood.

"Hm, can you keep a secret?" I hummed to Bleuras. He looked up at me with curious eyes, nodding his head a moment later, "One of you is going to have a chance to get to know Leek more."

"Who?" His face displayed shocked, before going dark for a second, "How could he possibly choose out of all of us?"

"He's going to hold a tournament between all of his kids. Well, all of the kids who want to participate," I informed him truthfully, "The tournament will be in about a week. The winner gets to come with Leek and me on a special training trip."

The idea was mainly Leeks. He was using this tournament in an attempt to find an appropriate heir, having decided that being the firstborn shouldn't determine such an important responsibility. I thought that it was because Leek had forgotten which alien girl he'd smashed first, but he would never admit it.

The HBTC only had supplies for two people at a time, but that didn't mean that only two people could go in at a time. I didn't necessarily need to eat or drink, so apart fro me, there was still room for two more people.

In this family, the heirship was going to be fluid. The strongest child would always have the right to be the heir. This was just the first installment of many tournaments to come.

"I see," Bleuras didn't look very confident as he turned to look down at the planet underneath us, "That's not going to be easy."

"Well, what if you had an advantage over the rest?" I flew beside him and placed my hand on his shoulder, covering it completely. He looked up at me, curiosity flickering in his eyes.

"And by that, you mean?" He asked me, but by then, I already knew that I had him convinced. I grinned down at the four-armed boy, a sense of purpose flowing through me.

"A personal trainer."

7 Days Later

The air was brimming with excitement and energy as the tournament sped through its first round. On the edge of the arena, the wives of the children, the other citizens of Leek's sector, stood and watched. Once the tournament had been announced, people from all over Leek's empire came flying over in an attempt to see the competition between royal blood. It was indeed a spectacle.

Leek and I sat on thrones, which were levitated at an odd angle so that we could see everything correctly. Said tournament was set in a massive crater in the middle of nowhere. We had to create it ourselves because no natural cavity that big existed on this planet.

"So, Sub, what do you plan on doing from here on?" Leek asked while leaning back on his throne. His eyes didn't leave the battlefield where his kids battled viciously for his approval.

I'd thought about that question a lot over the last few weeks but hadn't been able to come up with a decisive answer. Kll warned me ahead of time about the tournament, and that Beerus would eventually come to test me, so I had to be prepared for that. The game had updated recently and improved the increase that my third form gave me, but I still needed more. I needed to become as strong as I could, and that required strong enemies, reliable training partners, and good training facilities.

Frankly, Planet Saiyan and the Saiyan Empire had all of that. Endless powerful training partners and the occasional enemies, as Sal demonstrated. Plus, they had an abundance of Gravity Chambers. However…

I don't feel comfortable staying with the Saiyans. I realized this after meditating on the idea. I couldn't put my finger on it. Still, between Broly's intimidation, someone being sent to kill me, and the Saiyan populace's general attitude towards Frost Demons, it wasn't the most appealing place to be anymore.

But on that same note, I needed to get some sort of income before I go off into the Universe. I didn't plan on giving up my inventing and would be taking full advantage of the [Engineer] special feat I'd gotten so long ago. And for that, I needed money. Okro had given me some, but that wasn't enough for the things that I had planned.

I thought about being a teacher, but I wasn't sure. Would I teach in Saiyan schools or go to another planet? I didn't particularly want to make the Saiyans any smarter then they were becoming, so probably not. Or I could be an inventor, selling my inventions. That would prove to be a little bit of a problem though, considering that the Tuffles were practically merged with the Saiyans, so Tuffle technology was all across the galaxy.

For me to be successful, I need to be smarter than the Tuffles. If the game could allow me to gain strength at such unprecedented speed, I knew that if I focused on improving my intelligence stat, I would surpass them in no time.

I also couldn't leave Leek again so soon. He'd hate me this time. Either I'll have to convince him to come with me on my space adventures, or I'll have to suck it up and stay on or near Planet Saiyan for a little longer.

"I'm not sure yet. I'll figure it out eventually," I casually told him, "And you?"

"I'm enjoying life the way that I'm living it. No reason to stop," Leek replied with a small grin on his face, "Building my empire has been even more fun than I originally thought it would be."

"I can imagine," I chuckled in response, "I've met quite a few of your kids. They all remind me a little bit of you when you were younger."

"Yeah, I'm proud of all of them," Leek leaned back in his throne and crossed his arms over his chest, "It's a shame that some of them might die during this, but the threat of death is a powerful motivator. The ones that live will only get stronger from the battle."

"Shame indeed," I sighed as I looked back down at the battlefield.

"Sub, what made you want to train Bleuras?" Leek's question came as a surprise, but I didn't show it.

"He reminded me of you the most," I told Leek, who raised an eyebrow and momentarily turned to me.

"What else?" He asked curiously, seeing right through my cover.

"I once fought a member of his mother's species, and they have an interesting ability to double their power level when they are enraged," I told him with a deep sigh, "I was curious as to how that ability would work with the Super Saiyan transformation. Besides, he was the first one that I met."

"I see," Leek turned back towards the battle, a small smile on his face, "I knew of the ability, which is why that planet was one of the first I'd visited. They're a species with a lot of power warriors."

"Good, I thought you'd be angry," I nervously chuckled.

"Oh, that you're trying to replace me? No, not at all," Leek's tone switched momentarily, sending a shiver down my entire body. In a second, it was back to normal, with him jokingly saying, "It was only for a week anyway. If he wins this tournament, I'll be taking over his primary training."

Although he appeared to be joking, I wasn't wholly convinced. Ever so often, he'd retort and make comments that made me believe that he still hadn't forgiven me fully. It worried me, but I pushed it to the back of my brain. It's Leek; he'll forgive me eventually.

"And that's the end of the first part," Leek broke my concentration, bringing my attention to the fighting below. The first part of the tournament was done in brackets until half of the participants were eliminated. For the second part, it would be a battle royal.

Leek lifted off his throne and flew off to announce a break and then the beginning of the battle royal. I watched with a vested interest. One thing is sure; this game doesn't fail to be entertaining.

Outerspace

Several humanoid people stood around in a large room, examing a board of sorts. They bickered with each other, going back and forth until one relatively large person stepped into the meeting room. The room silenced up immediately as the man walked into the center of the room.

"Report," His voice was loud and commanding. One of the other men stepped forward, hands at his side.

"This sector of Galaxy H-18 has a high concentration of powerful species," The man informed the commander, "One planet, in particular, has a plethora of powerful warriors on it."

"Saiyans?" The commander asked calmly, even while his hands tightened into tight fists.

"It would appear so. It looks like this filthy species are beginning to multiply on this planet," The informer said, "What are your orders, sir?"

"Ready up the troops. Tonight we'll liberate this planet from the Saiyans first and then expand to the rest of the sector," The commander ordered as he turned on his heels and began to walk to the door.

"Sir?" One of the men called out, causing the commander to pause and look over his shoulder, "No Saiyan prisoners?"

"No Saiyan prisoners," he replied, a thin grin reaching across his face, "Kill them all."

Planet Q13 - Sub

"They sure are determined. I thought that they would have given up a while ago."

Leek sat at the edge of his levitating throne and stared down into the pit. I did the same, watching as the last 3 participants continued to battle. Many bodies, mostly unconscious but some deceased, lay scattered across the arena. They'd put up a good fight, but the amount of power being thrown away by the last three was by far the highest out of all of the others.

Bleuras had survived up to this point with an impressive display of strength. He wasn't the fastest or smartest, but because of his durable body and ability to double his already remarkable power level, he was the strongest. None of them had gone Super Saiyan, which I found slightly disappointing.

The last two were trying to double team Bleuras, who was handling them quite well. A not-so-humanoid figure flew at Bleuras, intent on attacking. This one looked more like white goo in the shape of a humanoid body. When they attacked, its arm extended like a spring. Bleuras barely dodged it, before cutting up quickly and slicing off their gooey arm.

"I'm almost scared to see what that one's Mom looks like," I briefly looked at Leek, who chuckled to himself.

When I turned back, the other combatant appeared behind Bleuras, already swinging a kick at Bleuras's head. This one looked much more humanoid. Her long hair was black with a single white streak, and she had pointy ears. Apart from the ears, she looked like an ordinary Saiyan. Weirdly enough, she looked like a fully grown woman, despite being one of the youngest.

Her kick was caught one of Bleuras's left arms. He threw her body violently at her gooey partner, causing them to collide and go tumbling away.

"They won't give up," Leek noted proudly, "Despite Bleuras' higher power level, they're still trying. They're true Saiyans."

"Yeah, but it looks like Bleuras's is going to wi-" I paused midsentence, my eyes narrowing into slits as I watched the fight. "Uhhh, what's she doing?"

The female combatant, known as Dragula, was leaned over her gooey siblings with a finger lodged into his neck. I watched in surprise as he began to shrivel up slowly, and her aura began to grow.

"Her species is an interesting one. They can absorb other people's ki through their fingers. When they do, they absorb that person's life energy until they're on the verge of death," Leek casually informed as he watched one of his sons shrink until he was about half his original side.

Is that why she looks older than she is? I watched silently as her power grew and surpassed Bleuras'. She dropped her unconscious brother's body on the floor before her fight with Bleuras continued.

"Dragula is faster and a little stronger now, but Bleuras can take more of a beating. Plus, his extra arms give him a bit of an advantage," Leek's tail flopped erratically on the handle of his seat, "Oh, what's this?"

Dragula seemed to be getting the upper hand when suddenly, Bleuras's aura flickered from blue to burnt orange. His white hair began to levitate, taking on a darker tint. Not quite a Super Saiyan yet.

That didn't matter though, because, in his False SSJ form, he completely obliterated her. The crowd went wild as he stood over her unconscious body, and his aura went back to normal.

"I'll go congratulate him and bring this whole event to a close," Leek stood up and began floating away, "We'll meet you back at the castle."

I picked up my datapad while taking off. Now we can train.

I had no idea what awaited me when returned.


I hope that you guys enjoy this chapter :p Let me know what you thought. The next chapter is basically finished, but would you guys prefer if I just published it now, or made it even longer? Like I said, next chapter is where the story is going to pick up insane speed.