On the side road just a few tens of meters from the club I went out of a moment ago. I am lying there in my own blood with a military knife inside my chest. Coughing out blood as my vision turned blurrier every second, tears streaming out of my eyes as I started pissing myself in the face of death. Truly pathetic. I just got rejected and now on my way home I'm dying in a pool of my own piss and blood. The guy doesn't seem to care though as he still searches me for my wallet. You could see it in his eyes that he isn't clear in the head, even giggling from time to time. No wonder he didn't threaten me for money and just stabbed me. The money is probably just a bonus.
I can feel my lung filling with blood, but even so there is no pain. Not anymore that is. I hear him talking gibberish as his voice gets duller and more distant. My legs and arms got colder and colder, my sense of touch seems to disappear. I can't hold my eyes open any longer and then nothing. No sound, no vision, no smell, no taste, no sense of touch, no feelings, just my thoughts. Even though I have my thoughts, I do not feel regret of things I couldn't do in life or any kind of resentment to the nutjob who killed me. Even though I always dreaded the idea to be conscious after death for eternity, be it heaven or hell, I don't despair. I just am.
An eternity later or just a moment? I can't grasp time in here. In this place I only had my thoughts, so any scenes that came to my mind be it romance, drama, horror I went along with it, making stories. But my favorite time was thinking back to my childhood heroes and the idea of struggling with or against them. To see them struggle for life, I now see as trivial. All just to pass my time. This is my life now or should I say this is my death now? The darkness and me. An unknown amount of time later a green rift appeared near me. I don't know where, but I know it is there, sucking away everything of this place including me into it.
Am I submerged in water? No, it is something similar but also much richer, more powerful. Although this place seems to be less than a few tens of centimeters large, I feel like I am drowning deep down in the chaotic ocean, threatened to collapse by the pressure or torn apart by the currents. Strangely enough I am not afraid. I am already dead what else could happen, ceasing to exist? Would that be bad?
With time my thoughts seem to become more chaotic, the longer I spend in this confined space. Although the place seems to grow, the chaotic energy grows rapidly as well, and with it the inevitable destruction.
A few months later I began to feel again. Yes, I started realizing that my five senses were coming back to me and with it came the realization that I was an infant but more importantly I seem to have an additional limp, a tail to be exact. A Saiyan! That was the first thought I had when I came to this conclusion, as a fan of the dragon ball series, I obviously became excited. I couldn't help but imagine becoming an invincible being capable of deciding the fates of others. Meeting the Z-Fighters and exploring the universes!
I also seem to be an elite class warrior, as I feel my ki, I identified as chaotic energy at the start, to be rising at an incredible fast pace. It already fills my whole body and pushes its boundaries. No wonder the Saiyan race is so incredible tough, the whole body is strengthened by its rapid growth. Only a few months are left till I get born, but before that I can't be idle, who knows what time in history I'll be born. If Frieza is destroying the planet before I have the time to emerge, I am screwed, but for now I am unable to change anything other than try to increase my strength. I try meditating to see if I can control this irresistible force inside me. I meditated in my past life to calm myself and to overcome the stress in life, maybe it will help me get an idea of ki control.
For the next days I tried to mediate but for some reason I can't seem to empty my mind, even calming down is incredibly difficult. I thought since I didn't have any feelings for a long time it was normal to have this itchy feel to it or maybe because I just hadn't adjusted to my body yet. Thinking back, it's not normal, maybe being a Saiyan makes it more difficult to stand still, after all they are war monger and are always out for a fight, but this is not normal. I am an infant! My violent tendencies shouldn't be that active, right?
Hmmm. Maybe. Maybe instead of calming down I just force it? One way or the other the energy shall obey!
The next months I tried various ways to control my ki and the best way is to suppress it and then control just a tiny part of it. Something like don't control the whole river but only a small stream of it. As time flows my control increases, with the biggest success of suppressing the energy until it feels dormant, only to let it burst afterwards.
Although it appears to be dormant, it's still rising underneath it's calm surface, as it gets deeper, until I let loose again. I think with the burst I can possibly use ki blasts pretty soon. Only have to figure out how to let it out of my body.
And this dormant feeling is probably something similar to what the Z-Fighters are using to hide their ki.
It also looks like there are two ways to rising energy in one's body. First to just let it increase naturally which appears to be an increase of quantity and to suppress it or rather to compress it, to have a qualitive increase.
This is probably how far I will go for now because in just a few hours now I'm finally being born.