Have you ever felt the pain of being burnt alive? Or the pain of being eaten by piranhas? Well, the pain I'm currently experiencing is a combination of these two, multiplied by a million with the worse point being that I have no power to resist. Death came like a sweet kiss, leaving me cold, refreshed and relieved...Then the pain started again, only this time, evidently because I was more acutely aware of the previous pain, erupted even more painful and devastating. It was this moment that I knew I had entered into Hell.
I don't remember how many cycles of Hell I went through, but at some point, I gained enough awareness of the period of deathly cold that I woke up. Consciousness seemed to open up like a hefty door, with an even heavier pressure pushing me down. Due to this being the first new and most importantly, not hell-painful experience, I refused to back down from it. What followed was a constant tug-of-war between my consciousness and the heavy drowsiness which seemed to seep into every possible area that I could detect and feel.
As if reminding me that it was there; the hellish burning pain came again only this time, it entered my consciousness too. It did this with the most intense light, which strengthened my consciousness far beyond what I was currently capable of and transcended the amount of pain I had previously endured.
The death this time came swift but also spat me out into a conscious state almost immediately. I didn't feel stronger, nor did I feel any difference from anything except the stream of awareness linked to my mind and something else that I couldn't quite fathom. My attention quickly shifted to what my immediate surroundings were, my own form and status. Everything was still dark, but I could feel and sense stimuli around my form. Memories of a time before hell, which I have very little recollection of, provided enough knowledge to guide my thoughts.
For example, I knew that I was in the form of an infant child of unknown age. The appendage from behind strongly suggested that I was a Saiyan infant, which added onto the growing collection of data which concluded that I was in an incubation pod. The constant hell, was, in fact, Frieza destroying Planet Vegeta along with myself. In truth, my hell was caused by something beyond the universe, which seemed to retain my soul and fuse it into this body at an unknown time. This created a time loop, which was my literal Hell and the only way I could conceive of exiting this hell, was to somehow survive Frieza's attack, the vacuum of space and any other deadly threat, because even in the rare event of my escape occurring, if I died, I wouldn't know if I'd loop back, end up in the otherworld or be removed from all existence.
It was clear that before even thinking about escaping this Hell, I must be able to gain every scrap of data about my body, my pod, and this universe if I had any chance of escaping.
(Many cycles of Hell later)
Awareness. This was the key to everything. His rock, for which hope derived from. Because only when he was aware of everything, could he then be able to survive everything.
At this moment, I was relieved to gain a complete awareness link into every single cell in my body. I don't just mean a wave of awareness flooding every cell, but also individual threads of awareness, which come to my soul centre as a hub of all information. I haven't done anything consciously yet, but have instead focused upon gaining a complete understanding of myself. Because of this discovery, I am now confident to say that I am immune from sleep, unconsciousness, and any hindrance to the entire nervous system. Not only that, but I can confirm that the time from the loop start to the loop end 24 hours exactly. Finally, I have deduced that my body would have been ready to exit the pod any day afterwards, making me 3 years old.
On the pain side of my Hell, I'm afraid that this has only become more and more acute however what has also been growing is my Will and resistance to pain. My mind also has a huge array of information from the huge amount of cells that aid in compact-mentalising exactly what the signals of pain reveal. Now, each hell is an extremely slow show of cell destruction by a seemingly indestructible force of heat, light and energy compressed in such a dangerous and chaotic way that one touch course nigh-instantaneous cell death.
A silver lining came after gaining full access to every cell because I was able to have a front-stage seat to the workings of zenkai. I began to see what exactly it was in its most raw, able to see what kind of coding created such a powerful bloodline and also consider ways in enhancing them and spreading its influence further. Along with the zenkai research, there was also the bestial power of the Oozaru which I discovered was part of a kind of physical-spiritual effect.
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