4 My new hell

You'd think becoming crown prince would mean I get to chillax and live life on easy mode. No. It's nothing like that.

Currently I'm being lectured by my father about how I'm 'blessed' to inherit our ancestors' special abilities. The Lazer beam eyes I have only appear once every 10,000 years or so, according to my dad.

Once upon a time, our entire race had these abilities, but we slowly grew more independent from the yellow suns and accumulated power into our very atoms.

Ever since my powers awakened, I'm no longer purple-skinned. My skin tone has changed to a light white with a purple hue; my hair also grew from a short buzz to wavy black hair hanging to my ears. I look a bit less my age, but I'm still 5.

"Son, what you have inherited is no short of a blessing. In this universe, might is right, and with your potential, you will be the strongest Viltrumite by the time you're 20." Sighing at my father's yapping and his glazing over my potential, I blow my hair out of my eyes as he begins talking about training.

"The Viltrum King cannot be weak; that's why I will be leaving your training to one of the most successful and notable Viltrumites." On cue, a large man with a balding hairstyle, a metal arm, and a smile on his face floats forward.

Staring at my father's back as he leaves the room, I stare at Conquest for a moment. "So... When do we start training?" I decide to break the silence. "I'm going to beat you to within an inch of your life until you can beat me. The Empire's future king shall NOT be a pitiful weakling. Follow me." Floating behind the serious old man, I ignore the churning in my gut as he leads me to a clearing on the planet we reside on.

Looking at his yolked form floating in front of me a distance away, I have to yell to reach his hearing, "So when are you going to-" I can't finish as the moment I blink, I feel all air leave my lungs as spit flies out my throat. My stomach feels like an elephant just stepped on it.

Feeling my body fly backwards against my will, my eyes widen as I feel my perception slow, but it does literally nothing as conquest closes the distance almost instantly. But this time, I'm not off guard. I twist my head and barely avoid the man's massive fist. I throw a kick that he takes to the face.

Eyes widen as conquest doesn't even get scraped by my kick. I feel my outstretched leg get yanked so hard I'm sure I sprained my ankle. I'm thrown into the ground. It folds under my durable body. I can't even let out a scream of pain before I get the air stomped out of me by conquest.

"This is the person that will lead us? You? Pitiful... You are an unworthy heir to Lord Thragg's throne." Feeling anger surge through my body, I grab the massive foot pressing against my gut and twist with all the strength my 5-year-old body could possibly muster, a yell escaping my throat.

Throwing conquest off me, I snarl as my eyes beat up before a beam shoots at conquest. Him blocking the beam with his metal arm before closing the distance and punching me.

I think I briefly lost consciousness as my world blackened. Next thing I know, I'm above water with blood pouring down my nose. My previous injury's slowly but visibly healing under the rays of the sun.

Hearing a whoosh, it is all the warning I can get before I block a blow from conquest with the back of my arms, letting out a gasp of pain as my arms fracture under the might of the seasoned viltrumite.

Recovering quickly despite the pain, I move towards conquest faster than I ever have before. Anger flowing through my veins as I yell with my arm cocked back.

Feinting a punch to conquest's chest, I spin with the momentum built, going for a kick aimed to the man's face as I fell my blow connect. This time, I feel something as his nose shifts under the might of my kick.

"Hmmm, not bad, not bad. Maybe you will be strong enough to entertain me in the future, but for now..." Gasping as I spot an overhead fist soaring towards my head, my vision darkens as pain explodes from my face.

(Unknown amount of time later)

Waking up in a bed I lean up with a gasp, remembering how I got here. My body exploding in pain as I gasp.

"Devo, don't move your body, sweetie. You took quite the beating!" A familiar voice calls to me as I look to my right. My mother is staring at me in worry.

Even though my mom is absolutely hideous, she's still my mom, so I accept her affection and worry, considering I'm freaking five.

"I'm okay, mom. It's just a few bruises." I try to soothe my mother's worries as she smiles at me sadly.

Hearing a bang as someone barges into my home, I weakly lean forward and spot the guy responsible for putting me here.

"Tomorrow is day 2 of training, no time for recovery boy. Remember until you beat me you will be getting 'trained' every day as per orders of your father." Shaking my head at conquest, he flew out of my home, ripping a hole through the roof.

'To think I awakened my power last week...' The beating conquest gave me was humbling. I saw myself invincible due to inheriting something that happens once every 10,000 years, but now I realize that my age isn't a mislead in power. Compared to most adult viltrumites, I'm weak. My brothers weren't very strong at all, but they were also young. All the adult viltrumites are 100+ and our race gets stronger with age.

(The next day)

I have resolved myself for the ass whooping I'm gonna be getting today. But I have steeled myself to at least make conquest bleed.

Getting into a fighting stance, both my fists guarded my face. The one closest closed into a fist, while the one farthest was an open palm.

There is no foot leverage hundreds of feet in the air, so fighting styles are much harder to use, but I have been staring at multiple scrolls of my mother's race's martial arts. It requires me to have arms like her, but I more or less incorporated it to fit my more human body.

Slowing my perception to the max, I barely duck under his initial jab that would've left me dazed. Going for a guy punch, the guy shrugs it off before kneeing me in the head. My vision bursts into stars as I feel blood leak from the chin.

Instead of stopping myself from flying backwards, I abuse the momentum built from his blow to fly backwards at speed that wouldn't be possible for me normally.

Eyes burning, I shoot out twin beams of devastation that heat up the air and whisp at speeds that would've been impossible in my past life. Gasping as he powers through my eye beams, closing the distance slowly, I halt all my momentum much to his shock.

Capitalizing on that shock, I grabbed Couquest's outstretched arm and spun around before throwing him down, my strength and his momentum shooting his body downward at speeds far beyond sound.

"Day 2 and you can't keep up, old man? Maybe you should consider retirement." I taunt as my blood freezes at a creepy chuckle from the hole in the ground.

"You may have entertained me yet..." Eyes widen as he shoots at me with his elbow posed to strike my temple. I can only get out a few words.

"OH SHI-"