(10 years Before the Cold Dynasty's Collapse and rise of his son)
The infant's pod burned like a falling curse through the violet clouds of the unnamed world.
Inside the pod, the child did not cry.
His eyes were open wide, dark, and far too aware for a Saiyan barely past infancy.
Name: Broko
Appearance : (dark brown skin, red eyes and black upward spikey hair)
Race: Saiyan (Elite-class, dormant evil bloodline)
Base Power Level (Arrival): 3,500
In the void of his small mind lived a second life.
A former human from earth.
As an old fan,
Someone who had memorized timeliness both canon and fan Manga, transformations, betrayals, genocides, and the eventual extinction of his new people.
And worst of all
Someone who knew exactly why this mission existed.
King Cold's Order
Broko remembered the voice over the transmission.
"Send the saiyan brat ."
King Cold did not waste soldiers on uncertain conquests.
This planet was catalogued only as Xeraphon and was marked with a single phrase:
"Hostile. Unassimilated. High energy readings. No galactic contact."
Scouts had vanished. Drones had gone silent. One low level Frieza Force commander had been torn apart mid-transmission by something unrecorded.
So King Cold chose efficiency.
A Saiyan child.
Expendable. Replaceable. Useful even in death.
If the planet fell, Cold gained a new world.
If the child died, Cold gained data.
Broko understood the truth the moment the pod launched.
This was a suicide mission.
And ten years later… Frieza would inherit the empire.
Meaning he was alone and most likely no rescue or back up was coming.
IMPACT
The pod struck a mountain plateau, carving a smoking trench across black stone veined with glowing minerals.
Broko crawled out an hour later.
The sky above was different, it had three suns, each dim, arranged like a watching triangle.
The air crackled with energy, dense enough that even breathing felt heavy.
He clenched his fists
Good. High ambient ki density.
That alone explained the planet's absurd fluctuating readings.
Broko activated the pod's scanner.
It screamed.
Ambient Lifeform Power Level (Average):
18,000–22,000
His jaw tightened.
Even intelligent warriors and primitive animals were stronger than most Frieza Force elites.
And him?
3,500 and after great ape transformation 35, 000.
But he was still small and Alone.
He didn't panic to much relying on his adult mind to stay rational .
He couldn't afford to start panicking.
Luckily he landed in the uninhabited region of this planet.
Year 1:
Broko's first victory was not in combat against the native intelligent life rather it was in survival.
He learned quickly that brute force would get him annihilated by the stronger creatures, so strategy was key.
The natives could sense ki instinctively and that includes the wildlife,
Every reckless blast was a beacon.
So he dug.
Using controlled ki bursts and raw Saiyan strength, he hollowed out a cavern beneath the plateau deep enough that energy signatures diffused into the planet's strange mineral crust.
This grueling process indirectly helps Broko basic ki manipulation and sensing.
The stone here absorbed ki and surprised him.
That discovery saved his life.
For the first months, Broko did nothing but observe.
The People of Xeraphon (Native POV)
They called themselves the Thyrix Concord.
To them, the planet was divine flesh.
The land pulsed with living energy, and ki was not merely a weapon but sacrament.
Children were taught three disciplines:
Veyra – External ki shaping (blades, barriers, constructs)
Solun – Internal amplification through ritualized breathing and chants
Astrae – Magical ki invocation, binding energy to symbols, blood, or faith
Their religion was absolute.
They believed the universe existed for them and them alone .
All outsiders were heretical distortions.
So when the Star-Demon Child landed,
They felt it.
A wrongness.
A scar in the planet's ki flow.
And they prepared to purge it.
First Encounter – Month 7
Broko was meditating when the cavern wall sang.
A vibration passed through the stone, harmonic in resonance .
He rolled aside just as the wall exploded inward.
Three figures entered.
Tall. Pale-skinned and glowing sigils carved into their flesh.
Thyrix Warrior Monks
Power Levels:
– Warrior A: 19,200
– Warrior B: 20,100
– Warrior C: 21,400
Broko quickly stood.
No screaming no insults or taunts.
Just calculation.
He exploded forward.
Battle Power Levels
Broko (Suppressed): 3,500
5,200 (Saiyan adrenaline boost )
He moved faster than they expected but not fast enough.
A blade of condensed Veyra ki carved across his shoulder, bone exposed.
Another monk struck his chest with a Solun-enhanced palm.
6 ribs shattered.
He flew through stone.
Pain was absolute.
But to a saiyan it was fuel.
Broko laughed in pain with blood in his mouth.
"Good".Broko said.
This is how it starts.
He focused not on winning but on enduring as much as possible until he get away.
Thirty seconds dodging attacks, relying on his small stature , he manages escaped deeper into the tunnels.
Barely alive but excited at what was happening with his body.
Zenkai Awakening #1
Broko healed in silence for weeks eating weird bugs and lizard type creatures he found crawling around in his current hideout, using controlled ki circulation, trying to mimic Kakarot when he fought zamasu.
New Base Power Level: 10,800
Not enough win, Not even close but still an increase in survival.
Years 2–3:
Predation
Broko stopped hiding.
He hunted selectively.
Lone young warriors, injured Scouts returning from hunts and Ritual pilgrims who live a semi-nomadic life.
Never cities.
Never large strong groups.
He learned their ki patterns, how Astrae magic slowed reaction time, how Solun breathing left micro-pauses.
He turned their arrogance against them.
Each battle nearly killed him.
Each recovery forged him harder by the end of the second year he's power had gradually grown stronger at around 12,300.
Notable Engagement – Year 3
The first few months into the third year my first single opponent.
Opponent: Thyrixo the Blade-Seer
Power Level: 24,600
Broko (Pre-Battle): 12,900
Broko (Mid-Battle rage boost): 15,382
He won by breaking an arm by ki overload and using to pierce his arm into the chest of the thyrix native after he arrogantly dropped his guard, thinking battle was over.
His injuries Regenerated through Saiyan biology and a combination crude ki healing 1 week later...
Year 3 came to an end, his power level was around
14,200 base.
Year 4: during this year he completely avoided contact with the natives and focusing on training his ki sensing, this planet's environment was perfect for that.
With in three months of ki manipulation by creating different sized ki balls and trying to dodge them blind folded to get used to feeling his own energy first, he managed to increase his ki control and sensing to a level where I can sense ki in a 50 kilometer radius.
Towards the end of the year I started hunting powerful beast and watched and learned how they fought and used their ki to fight.
By the end of year 4 my power level was 18,700.
Year 4 End:
By Year 5
Broko could finally stand against an average Thyrix warrior.
Barely.
Native Perspective –
The Thyrix Concord panicked.
Their scriptures did not account for an enemy that grew stronger through suffering.
Their prophets declared Broko a Living Blasphemy that should be purged with ruthless efficiency.
Entire orders were formed to hunt him.
Temples burned as common people panicked and fear replaced arrogance.
And the planet's ki… responded.
Year 6–8: War of Attrition
Broko established a surface fortress built from ki-hardened stone and salvaged saiyan tech from his damaged pod.
He trained relentlessly:
Gravity training using compressed ki zones across the planet.
Self-inflicted damage cycles for controlled Zenkais against beasts equal to his base.
Combat meditation under hostile ki generated storms by the planet itself.
Major Battle – Year 8
Thyrix High Exarch: (Astrae Master)
Power Level: 31,000
Broko (suppressed Base): 22,800
Broko (full power ): 29,500
The battle lasted six hours, changing the landscape and even destroying sacred parts of the land.
Mountains collapsed.
The Exarch died screaming as his magic failed to contain Broko's saiyan adaptation and mid battle raw evolution.
Having experienced countless magical attacks from both the planet and it's inhabitants Broko's saiyan physiology adapted and grew immune to certain levels of magic.
Final Year:
The Planet was basically throwing dying tantrum.
By Year 10
Broko's Base Power Level: 38,600
He no longer hid.
He walked into the capital city.
Alone.
The Thyrix gods did not answer their prayers.
Their weak magic failed them now .
Their belief shattered.
Broko did not smile anymore, this world has shaped him into a cunning but savage saiyan, his ki was now crimson, a reflection of his evil nature.
He remembered King Cold, who was now probably retired.
Frieza was In power by now.
Planet Vegeta would fall in the near future.
As the last temple fell and the grand mage along with his secret order set their final plan in motion , Broko looked to the stars.
I survived your suicide mission.
End of Chapter One