Chapter: You know its all beginning / To feel like its ending part 2

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Review (40 years ago on VEGETA)
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Two young sayajins are having an impressive fight, they are both wearing blue suits with no chest protection. It would be difficult for a viewer to tell the two apart, as they are of very similar stature and of course both have black hair. You could almost think it would be two brothers who compete against each other on a huge meadow. "Give up, you have no more chance!" Resar pressed Shior with his arms and legs on the floor, it seemed to look really very good for him this time, his opponent would not be able to free himself from this grip. "Ha! What do you mean, why are you suddenly so much stronger than me? Because I've been training completely different things lately." In the next second Resar learned painfully what his opponent had meant by that, an AI beam left Shior's wide-open mouth and blew up his opponent a few meters, then the young Sayajin fell stunned to the ground again. "You rat!"groaned Resar. He was partly disappointed to have lost again, partly amazed how his friend somehow always managed to win their fights. Shior's features relaxed again, he was incredibly dogged when he fought." If you if you want, I can teach you this attack, it is very helpful when you don't have a hand free "" Sure, but not now, I have to go to the academy. " "I see. "Shiori's mood suddenly deteriorated. In the academy, the strongest children of the Sayajins were trained to become elite fighters, including Resar and Shior. Shior hated going there, but he had no choice, it wasn't a decision but a duty due to its huge size innate strength. It wasn't the training that bothered him, no, he loved fighting, it was the ridicule he had to endure there day after day. His father Nimos was badly injured in an attack by the Sayajins on the planet Vender. An inhabitant of the planet had sneaked up on him and tore deep wounds in the sayajin's back with his claws.The injuries were of course quickly healed in the meditank, but a poison had spread in Nimo's body that the Venderian had secreted through his claws. The medics failed to find an antiserum and Vallis was deprived of his powers. He did not die, but he never recovered, he lived ailing in his four walls and was dependent on the support of others. In the hierarchy of the Sayajins it took the last place, it was no longer worth anything. Even Shior no longer felt any respect for his father today, as a little boy he had been his great role model, but now he felt hatred and disgust when he came home and met his drooling, whimpering father in the apartment. He envied his friend Resar, whose father had died a heroic death ...
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