Dragon Ball: I, Frieza, Am the Original Transformation Master!
Chapter 2

A Trip to Planet Yardrat

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"Has the story started? But I'm not the Frieza I used to be!"

Feeling the surging power within him, Frieza felt like laughing, "Hohoho!"

That habit wasn't good. He had to break it!

Maintaining his full power at all times, he returned to the throne room in just a few moments.

Looking at King Cold seated on the throne, Frieza sneered.

An old man with no ambition had suppressed his power to his first transformation. It was precisely this sort of behavior that had gotten him killed by that useless Trunks the moment he appeared!

What a disgrace!

Family love?

It didn't exist!

Just because they were related through a little asexual reproduction, he thought he could earn the Frost Demon Race's affection? What a joke!

Not only had the original Frieza constantly planned to take his place, but he couldn't accept having another dad!

But King Cold's actual power was no small thing. Even in his first transformation, he had nearly 150 million in battle power. That was the main reason Frieza had held off on attacking him.

"Frieza, why did you suddenly transform into your strongest form? Your body won't be able to handle it!"

Frieza gave King Cold's words a disdainful smile.

Those words had kept the original Frieza's power from advancing. He could barely even transform into his strongest form!

He wouldn't be fooled by such lies anymore!

"Hohohoho~ Damn! What do you want with me?"

Frieza was utterly speechless at his uncontrollable, obnoxious laughter.

"Planet Parame paid tribute with some top-quality red wine. I know you like it, so I set aside plenty for you!"

Frieza's eye twitched. If he weren't considering the fact that he couldn't beat King Cold just yet, he would've given him a good thrashing!

The bastard had enjoyed a comfortable life for so long that all he cared about was indulging himself!

Cooler had already built an empire larger than King Cold's, yet this guy didn't have the slightest sense of caution.

Not that he had none at all. At the very least, King Cold had always wanted to kill his unfilial son, Cooler.

But he hadn't done it, because he couldn't win~~

"Just give it to Dodoria. I'm off! Hohoho~"

Good. This time, he'd only laughed twice!

A disc-shaped spaceship hurtled through space. This time, Frieza's destination was Planet Yardrat!

Its techniques were every bit as good as Earth's, and its people had a meticulous grasp of ki. They also had a great way to get around: Instant Transmission!

Frieza couldn't stand this slow, plodding space travel. It was a complete waste of life!

He spent an entire month aboard the spaceship, constantly trying to sense the existence of ki.

With his incredible talent, once he understood the concept of ki, mastering it would be easy!

But without systematic training, he could only suppress his own ki to around 60 million for now.

"King Frieza, we've arrived at Planet Yardrat. Should we exterminate the natives?"

Dodoria once again felt the mercilessness of the emperor of the universe. A single glance from Frieza left him trembling.

"Return to base. I don't need you here anymore!"

Frieza paid no attention to Dodoria's response. He blasted another hole in the spaceship and flew straight off into the distance.

He didn't care that the ship now had a hole in it, or how they would get back.

That wasn't Frieza's problem. He'd been in a foul mood ever since he crossed over.

Looking at the red-skinned Yardratian before him, Frieza decided he was rather easier on the eyes.

"Hohoho~ Are you the strongest person on this planet?"

Husu broke into a cold sweat at Frieza's laughter, but he didn't dare show it.

"King Frieza, we welcome you to our planet. On behalf of the people of Planet Yardrat, I thank you for sparing our lives!"

"Hoho~ Huh! I never said I wouldn't kill you!"

Smack!

Frieza lashed his tail against the ground. A bottomless fissure opened up, stretching across half the planet.

"But if you can teach me how ki works, along with Instant Transmission, I might consider sparing you! Hohoho!!"

Damn Frieza!

Stay calm. I can't let him see that I'm upset. He's the cold-blooded Frieza, after all!

"No problem. I'll teach you everything I know, without holding anything back!"

"Ki is everywhere, and every living thing has ki. All we can do is control it..."

Three days later, Frieza had successfully lowered his ki to the bare minimum. His Scouter showed his battle power as 5!

"Hmm. I've become a weakling with a battle power of only 5!"

Those words made Husu break into a cold sweat!

If you, the emperor of the universe, King Frieza, are a weakling, what does that make us?

Bacteria?

"Next, I'll explain how Instant Transmission works..."

As soon as Husu had finished explaining, Frieza vanished!

Husu: ???

Frieza reappeared!

"Any other special moves? Give me something more challenging!"

"How about Star Transformation?"

"Tell me!"

A day later, Husu watched Frieza, his whole body glowing purple, and sweated profusely!

He was too powerful!

"This way of increasing power is very similar to Kaio-ken, but it doesn't put any strain on the body! Not bad, not bad!"

"Hohohoho!!"

"Anything else?"

"N-no! This is the strongest technique I know. I haven't even mastered it myself!"

Husu didn't mention that Star Transformation was only a legendary technique. Its creator had merely imagined it!

Frieza vanished once more, reappearing in space outside Planet Yardrat, where a sphere of purple energy gathered at his fingertip.

Planet Destroyer Bomb!

Husu sensed death looming over him, but he couldn't offer the slightest resistance.

A few minutes later, the terrifying pressure vanished!

"I'm a new Frieza. I shouldn't kill so recklessly. Even if Son Goku has learned Instant Transmission, I'm still confident I can defeat him!"

Having found a good enough reason to spare his underlings, Frieza left with Instant Transmission.

His next destination: Namek!

He wasn't going to sit around like an idiot and wait for the story to unfold. If he had the advantage of knowing what was coming, why not make good use of it?

On some unknown planet, an old, frail green-skinned man sat on a stone stool, sighing.

Slug was miserable. He didn't have much longer to live and desperately wanted to regain his youth. But then Frieza suddenly appeared before him, and cold sweat ran down to the soles of his feet.

"Hohohoho!"

Smack!

Frieza knocked Slug away with a flick of his tail and felt rather troubled.

He sensed the Namekians' ki, but could only sense Slug's. He was just about to say something when that damn laugh came out again.

The moment he got angry, he sent Slug flying, leaving a long, deep furrow in the ground.

"Hmm. This must be Namekian ki, no doubt about it. It's similar to Slug's, but it doesn't feel evil!"

Only Slug remained, knocked unconscious by Frieza's tail. Frieza had already disappeared.

Whoosh!

Nail's hoe stopped just 0.001 centimeters from Frieza's head.

If Frieza had been even a little taller, he would've been the first transmigrator ever to get hit in the head with a hoe!

Nail was the strongest person on all of Namek, and even his hoe packed quite a punch when he swung it to work the fields!

Nail swore that this petite, delicate-looking person was the first ever to run straight beneath his hoe!

"Hohohoho!"

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