Multiverse Conquest: Rise of the Saiyan Empire

300 000 Light Years away!

Saharos Empire. Capital Yasrib.

A silent starry night was looming over the Peaceful Yasrib, unknown to it, that it's whole fate was about to be rewritten!

In the silence of the night, one gorgeous silhouette was standing atop of one of the 5 Great Buildings of the capital.

She seemed ethereal, as her signature smile seemed to hold much more meaning than her usual deep affection for this city.

At the top of the Imperial Knights Abode, a beautiful knight, was standing, a large mesmerizing smile on her face.

Her heart beating widely in her chest. She sighed:

"Such absurd power."

She may have put a front of the other knights…

But herself knew best!

Let's not even talk about the Emperor! Just the people hiding in his palace were of her level!

'Good…'

The excitement she has been longing for her whole life was finally here.

'Marek Vega, huh.'

She sighed as she looked up, trying to communicate with the beyond:

"You were right until the end, Father."

"Not killing that boy was a big mistake."

She lightly grazed her sheathed sword.

"One day…This sword shall reach you, Marek Vega."

A fierce expression appeared on her face:

"In the meantime, I can't allow you to talk like that about the Empire, can I?!"

" Little Malé!"

She jumped in the air!! Endless power in her bright shining eyes.

The simple impulsion of her feet on the ground, shook the whole Capital! Alerting all the Higher Up!

This the power of the First Sentence!! The Last Rampart of the Empire!

Slowly everyone saw a white light penetrate the Starry Night of the Capital!

An extremely familiar white light!

Recognizable in an instant!

Yet it was a light they would only have the honor to see in the battlefield!

The ray of light propelled itself Higher and Higher in the Silent Night!

As all the Higher Ups looked up, a solemn air on, they all thought.

'The Heavenly Lotus is about to graze the ground air again.'

In the Office.

Four People were sitting in seats more luxurious than any Emperor could have in this continent.

As equals, the four of them represented the authority only second to the Imperial Family.

A man seemingly bored to death was playing with an axe on his hand, as he suddenly noticed a very familiar outburst of power:

"Oh…Finally! Something interesting is happening today!"

Another lean and good-looking man stopped reading the book in his hands. As it landed on the table, it's title became clear for everyone to read:

'Bed secrets' by Mazeana.

He spoke, his deep and graceful voice on:

"Aeleis is moving. This is weirdly out of character."

The only female member of the Four was polishing her spear, like she was cajoling a new born baby.

"Ugh…More trouble."

She lifted her head addressing the only member who was still silent:

"What do you think is happening?"

Sitting in the most luxurious of all, his eyes deep, and mysterious, he spoke with an indifferent voice:

"Let's sit and watch. Although, she still needs to grow in some ways, Aeleis is not the type to act meaninglessly."

Propelling herself in the air, she slowly unsheathed her sword. Reminiscing about the man she would have to face sooner or later, she felt something break inside her.

A Barrier she has been itching to break for a long time now.

As her whole body shone brightly like a new born sun.

The whole Capital was enlightened. Her Shining sword flickering like a mesmerizing illusion. It slowly moved imbued with her lifetime of sword meaning.

It's power doubling with time, growing as her light turned the starry night into a waking day.

The Four at the Office who knew this state of mind, like the back of their hand, smiled an interested expression on their face.

The Woman particularly was quite thrilled:

"To think she would get a second enlightenment, at this age."

" She really is a genius, isn't she?"

The mysterious man nodded in acknowledgement:

"It seems she discovered her deep truth."

She took a deep breath, in deep contemplation of her new found state.

Her shinning aura slowly decomposed as her light dimmed out.

The tip of her aura slowly turning slightly purple, it fragmented into little floating petals slowly landing on the Beautiful Yasrib, like a blessing from Heavens.

Some kids got out, laughing and playing in the bliss of the weird phenomenon. All the citizens looked up worship and deep respect in their heart.

They've heard of the Legends of the Flower Rain of the Heavenly Lotus.

They never thought they would get the honor to see it in person.

The Petals descending in a slow dance, giving a mystical feeling to all the Capital.

All the Higher Tier Experts could just by touching a petal, feel her devotion and love for this place.

The Beautiful spectacle, the raining petals, the flowery smell, the light of enlightenment.

At this moment, Aeleis…

Was the Embodiment of Beauty.

She sighed as she moved her sword again, her flowery sword, seemed to flicker between reality and illusion.

Sometime it seemed to fragment into lotus petals, sometime it seemed to return into its solid state.

And like a hymn to all the other petals.

The Flowery Rain on the Beautiful Yasrib stopped in its tracks, all heading to the call of its mistress.

A flowery cyclone formed at top of the Peaceful Yasrib.

The mysterious men observing the happenings, all had solemn faces. The man who was reading the naughty book, had a more solemn face than the others:

"Her Sword Meaning…This attack is not a simple one."

The woman nodded:

"The Sudden Enlightenment too…Prepare yourselves…."

"Some interesting news might be coming our way."

The man who was playing with an Axe smirked:

"That would surprise me…Something interesting in this Boring Continent?!"

The man who was sitting in the most luxurious chair of all, had narrowed eyes:

"You are right…Her Sword Meaning seems…More complete."

Behind her back the petals seemed to form something akin, to flowery wings.

She looked more and more like an archangel!

And as she felt the power in her sword grow mighty enough.

She locked her sense 300 000 Light Years away, feeling the Humongous power of 'that man'.

The wings behind her back slowly retracted, turning into a magnificent shut Lotus!

She took a deep breath and as she moved her sword, the Lotus Behind her back slowly began to bloom. Enchanting the world!

In Front of her, Enormous White Slashes appeared distorting space itself!

This Slashes seems to flicker between the dreamy petals, and real sharpness of the attack!

It seemed somehow be fleeting and quick at the same time.

The space itself seemed distorted. Time seemed to have lost all its meaning.

As it slowly disappeared from the Capital, violently shaking Time-Space itself!

Moving at a speed dwarfing the speed of Light by many superlatives!

Eating away at the 300 000 Light Year of Distance like it was nothing!!

She smiled elegantly:

"Receive my little gift. Marek Vega."

Saharos Empire. Yasrib.

The Office.

All the four nobles used their transcendent senses to follow the magical attack.

The Woman spoke first:

"Such a mesmerizing strike. It may not be her most powerful, but it definitely her most accomplished one."

Even the arrogant axe wielding man nodded in confirmation:

"For this woman, to deliver this kind of strike…"

The Handsome gentleman who was back reading his book:

"It's something beyond just a martial move."

He smiled elegantly as he sipped some tea:

"If I were to compare it to something."

"It's akin to a maiden's love declaration."

The woman seemed annoyed by his wording:

"You don't have to be so gross about it!"

The silent man added:

"This certainly is interesting."

Saharos Empire's Imperial Castle.

Harem Palace.

A Handsome young man, with an angelic face, you would believe is harmless to all the beings in the world, knocked on a Luxurious yet somehow sober door.

The Craft akin to Spanish was quite beautiful.

The door opened up by a handmaid. He humbly greeted the servants, and advanced just to stop in front of a Blonde young woman who seemed no older than him.

She was at the balcony admiring the returned night of Yasrib.

He spoke in a respectful manner:

"I greet Elder Sister."

The woman smiled lightly as she nodded:

"To what do I owe the pleasure of your visit? Third Prince."

The man chuckled lightly:

"Can't a brother pay respects to his Sister, at the end of his day?"

The woman turned around. Her beautiful ocean Spanish robe, only accentuating her Country Toppling beauty.

"He can and I would encourage him to do so more often."

She still had a knowing smile:

"…But that's not what he came to do, did he?"

He laughed sheepishly, his hand on the back of his head:

"Nothing escapes your eyes, Elder Sister. Hehe.."

She extended her hands and grazed the Falling Petals. The Prince advanced behind her admiring the Lotus Rain.

He sighed:

"So Beautiful."

The blond woman narrowed her eyes:

"If you came here to fish for gossip…I don't have any."

" I really have no idea what she is doing."

The blond man laughed lightly:

"You are so harsh my sister…I didn't come here for gossip."

He sighed, as an intense light appeared on his eyes:

"I only came here to seek your opinion on the matter."

"She is your childhood Friend, after all."

The woman smiled:

"There is one thing I can tell you."

His ears perked up.

"She seems to be having fun."

The Free Federations of the Scientific Citadel.

Virtual Council.

A warning signal kept flickering, in the Bases of the 2356 Federations of the Scientific Citadel! The Warning Signals had different color codes.

The Purple meant that Federal Menace!

The Green meant that it is Regional One!

And The Red one meant that it is information pertaining to National Security!

But Weirdly The Warning Signal was Golden!

A signal only the Higher Ups who held the decision-making powers of the whole Federations knew the meaning of!

Although this Warning is national, it is only destined to 20 People in the whole Solar System Sized Federations!

In the Virtual Council. Those 20 People appeared one after another.

Knowing what the Golden Warning meant, they were all quite tense.

The Chairman of the Virtual Council was the first to speak:

"Our Satellites tasked with the surveillance of Yasrib detected an Abnormally High Energy spike."

Golden meant that it is information pertaining to the Saharos Empire!! Something they wish they had nothing to do with!

"Most likely someone launched an attack."

Immediately shatter invaded the whole room.

Interrogation! Wondering! Fear!

Why the detached Saharos Empire would suddenly launch a strike on the Astaroth Continent?

A pissed off voice sounded as someone crushed his desk!

"Those Damn Arrogant Bastards! Acting this recklessly in the continent!!"

A much calmer female voice resounded:

"Do you have any idea who launched the attack?"

The Chairman had a solemn voice:

"Seeing the nature of the Attack, it's probably The First Sentence."

The moment her name was brought up. Everyone shut up, as everyone seemed to have lost its tongue!

A 'Harmless strike' is on thing, but for the 'That thing' to attack herself?!!

What the Hell is happening?!

Did An Ancient God come back from the dead?!

As a little scared voice was heard:

"Oy, oy…Are you sure?"

"This woman could obliterate half of the Continent alone, you know?!"

Another wondering voice sounded:

"Just who in the hell is she even attacking? The Magic Union, The Martial Mountain…Us?!"

They all knew what it meant for the First Sentence to Strike!

If it wasn't one of the Great Powers of the Continent, it will be obliterated!

No question asked!

This is the absolute truth they learned facing this person again and again!

The Chairman took a deep breath:

"It seems to be heading to the Oriental Region. We cannot pinpoint the exact landing point."

"Her strike is bending time-space itself; this estimation is already the work of all the Gravity detectors we placed all over the Continent."

They all sighed rendered, once again powerless by the Saharos Empire's geniuses.

"Wasn't it them who proposed the Oriental Region Pacification Treaty?"

"Why are they suddenly launching a strike there?!"

The Chairman sighed as he lit up screen, watching the live presentation of the Incoming strike:

"Keep in mind, 70 percent of this, is image reconstruction. We can only use recordings of different drones we have."

The woman narrowed her eyes:

"Didn't the Fifth Sentence took off in a diplomatic mission to the Orient recently?"

The Chairman nodded a suspicious expression on:

"But it was only to collect the Exode Tribute."

The woman tilted her head, worry in her face:

"This is weird. Why would you even send such a big shot for such a mission?"

"And now this?"

Magic Union.

Klatos

Great Temple.

The Great Country born from the Union of Ten Great Races. A pact that will be passed on as:

'As all equal under one.'

A quote that will become the Motto of the Whole Country.

Why would it be named like that?

It means that...!

This Union, that lasted for millennia since the Downfall of the Ancient Unified Empire was only possible because of one existence!

A Beautiful Sunset was downing on the Majestic Klatos. The Oldest Country in the World.

And at the Highest Peak of the Adorned City.

A gorgeous black-haired mature woman, was meditating as she did mysteriously for the last weeks, on her lap....

A Gigantic Trident!

Behind her, a cute young girl was looking at her, worry written over her face.

The woman smiled kindly; her eyes still shut:

"Speak your mind, Osina…"

The girl a little rattled took a long time before she spoke:

"You've been at seclusion for 3 Weeks now. The Elders are getting worried."

Levitating on air, in meditation, her abyss black hair descending like an endless waterfall, the woman sighed, the beautiful red tribal marking on her cheeks, combined with her wild traits, gave her a rather fierce look.

Yet the people who knew her, all knew of her gentle motherly character:

"Those children…How long are they going to keep depending on me?"

The Young cute maid responded:

"You can't blame them. You've never been this absent before."

Pride and worship appered on her cute little face.

"You are after all the Soul of the Nation."

All equal under One?

What does this actually mean?

It means that the existence of one Person created a Solar System Empire!

The Oldest Country to exist!,

From the time The Vega Dynasty was still in power!

This woman has been the leader of this Nation for all the time!

Hailed as the Longest Reigning Ruler.

But More Known as….

The Woman who, with her might alone, ensures the Balance between the Three Great Forces!!

If you asked all the people in the Continent why is the reason, that the Saharos Empire didn't conquered all that lived, yet?!

Why do the Mighty Sahaaros Empire think that the Conquest of The Continent will weaken them to the point that Foreign Forces could take advantage?

8 out of 10 People will mention one Being! One Existence!!

Known by the Saharian Dynasty as the Scourge of Astaroth!

She sighed :

"I still need some more time. There is still some more investigation to do."

The young maid pouted:

"You've been talking about this Investigation for weeks! Is the Orient Really that interesting?!"

She laughed lightly, still a maiden at heart:

"The Orient is maybe not only the most interesting place in Astaroth…"

"But the Whole Primordial Realm."

Suddenly a Magic Circle appeared in front of her, as a terrified voice came out of it!

"Great Priestess! Great Priestess!!"

She smiled with affection:

"Calm Down."

She seemed to have a rather complicated face:

"Lanrir. You are now the Leader of your Clan. You are not a little child anymore…"

"You can't still act like that."

Lanrir's voice seemed to calm down, yet, dread was still in it:

"I am Sorry. Great Priestess."

She continued:

"Now…Tell me what happened."

The Dread in his voice was still apparent:

"The Saharos Empire…They…They've launched a Strike!"

"And it's the First Sentence! Herself!"

"What the hell that Freak is even doing?!!"

" What do we do? Is it targeting us?! We should prepare!!!"

"Lanrir!!"

A stern voice came out of her! A scolding one that was brimming with despotic arrogance!

"Why are you this rattled? Are you really afraid?!!"

"Do you think this Strike could cause any damage to us?"

She opened her eyes, her dark green reptilian eyes, as she smirked with deep arrogance:

"I am here! What is there to worry about?!!"

Lanrir immediately calmed down:

"Yes…Great Priestess."

His voice contained deep confidence and worship.

The thing this woman knew how to inspire the most!

As The Incontestable Strongest Being of the Astaroth Continent!

As The Continental Martial Saint!

As The one who have been holding to this title since the days of Lorengar Vega!

As even The Founder of the Vega Dynasty had to concede that title to her!

The Pride of the Strongest!

In front of her! Even a hundred of these strikes from The First Sentence were meaningless!!

Her stern face then turned back to her previous relaxed one, as she shut her eyes again. A knowing smile appeared on her face:

"Don't worry. This strike is not meant for us."

Lanrir had an inquiring voice:

"Do you know where it will land?"

She chuckled, an amused face on:

"The most Interesting Place in the World."

She took a deep breath as her senses landed on the vicious strike going at full speed.

'Aeleis, that brat, has become stronger again…'

At the same time she focused her sense on a county sized little Empire, an enchanting smile on:

'This time you have no choice but to show some fangs, do you?'

Someplace in the depths of the Astaroth Continent.

Marital Mountain Range.

At the Top of the 10 Highest Peaks.

10 Sanctuaries were built. In each one of the 10, one person was living in seclusion.

Detached from Wordly affairs.

Or as they would want the Continent to perceive them!

One rather uninhibited old man was Drinking his 50th Bottle of Wine this day, as he laughed:

"The Knight Girl is quite wild this morning!"

One another more reserved voice laughed:

"Hahahaha…They really do as they please. Don't they?"

A female voice on another peak, interrupted them:

"Just who in the hell is to receive such a monstrous Strike?!"

Another arrogant voice stopped them:

"Monstrous? I, the Fifth Hermit would stop her strike with my little finger!"

The obviously annoyed female voice retorted:

"What a Shameless Old Bastard! Take care of your descents first!"

" Or are you going to let your sect lend last on the next Martial Tournament again?!"

The Fifth Hermit triggered raged back:

"Don't be too proud! You are barely above me! Or do you think now that your Sword Sect have that Brat Kosem, you could arrogant in front of us!"

The Seventh Hermit didn't retort back only a 'Hmph' in return.

The previously drunken man, laughed as he took a big barrel of wine and threw it in the sky, like he was painting the world with it!

"Let's see what the fuss is all about!"

The liquid suddenly solidified as it transformed into a Mystical Mirror. Showing the Advancing Strike!

The Ten Legendary Hermits.

The Leaders of the Martial Alliance,…

…. immediately forgot about their internal little grudges, as they solemnly watched the scene relayed by the Mirror!

Oriental Astaroth.

Atleasian Empire.

Imperial Castle.

The all-knowing eyes of the Emperor registered the Happenings of the World. He smirked. Silva who sensed the incoming threat, smiled:

"She has quite the character, I have to admit."

Zeno sneered:

"Credits is given when it's due, she is impressive."

By his side, a red-eyed enraged young man appeared, thick killing intent hovering his whole being:

"Your Majesty, give the order. And I will bring you her head!"

Marek laughed lightly, as he patted his head:

"Don't be triggered by her. Her head will certainly fall. But not now."

His eyes fell on Linaella, as he smiled:

"Only when I deem the time is right."

"We don't want to start war too early, do we?"

His smile turned into a cruel one, as his eyes moved faraway:

"But that doesn't mean we can't take little jabs!"

He spoke:

"Killua!"

In front of him appeared a detracted handsome, silver haired young man, a long innocent smile on his face. Marek grinned:

"The whole continent is watching, we can't leave them disappointed now, can we?"

He laughed childishly as if he heard the most amusing thing in the world, and as he turned into lightning, he left the words:

"Gotcha! Boss!"

He reapered on the Sky of the Atleasian Empire, thunder hovering around his body, grinning as he accumulated his Ki:

"Let's Have Some Fun."