There wasn't much that Vegito was sure of. Being an amalgam of two distinctly different warriors it made it pretty hard for the being born from their union to pinpoint a particular trait of quirk that was distinctly HIM, and neither Goku or Vegeta. After years of existence as Vegito he still found that aspect of himself rather difficult. That being said, there was one thing that Vegito was entirely sure of - and that was that planet Jigoku was the place to train!
He floated from the dark heavens with a small hint of a smirk pushing at his cheek. His arms were folded as his boots gently touched the only rock that was not currently being bombarded and dissolved by the murky lava that seemed to make up one of the world's many lakes. Vegito had no idea if the planet was populated or not, or even if it were what would that population be like. To him it didn't matter. This was a hellish world where it was all too obvious that only the strong could survive. The environment was devastating, the gravity near unbearable, and the terrain itself was life threatening. A thin aura of white energy popped around the saiyan and enveloped his body. Slowly Vegito allowed his arms to fall from their folded position, switching to a fighting stance as he stared off pointedly at nothing at all.
With blinding speed he threw a series of straight jabs, breaking the monotony with a sudden roundhouse kick that cracked the hot air around him. In a blink Vegito was gone, only to reappear on a distant rock that barely managed to keep above the lava. The toe of his right boot balanced him on the tiny landing as he renewed a barrage of punches. Grunts and shouts involuntarily left Vegito's lips as he continued his shadow boxing - oblivious to the fact that he was being watched.
Having such a terrifying power sure made training hard. Goku always had to be mindful of just how much strength he used in a fight as if he became too excited his madness would overtake him and innocent people could very well get hurt. So when he was invited to take part in this Multiverse Tournament he made it very clear that he wanted a scarcely populated world where he could train without the fear of killing everyone or rather everything on the planet. "This world will do nicely" He said to himself as he overlooked the almost hellish landscape.
Goku was by no means a bad person or at least he never thought of himself as such. Sometimes he just got a little carried away and would lose himself in the heat of battle. He slowly outstretched his right arm and formed a green energy orb in the palm of his hand and within moments he sent the little orb into a nearby lake of lave. The explosion it caused sent what appeared to be a building sized pillar made of lave into the black sulfur filled clouds above. A small smirk pulled at the Saiyans lips as he realized just how liberating it was to train finally without restraint.
Channeling up even more energy and this time pressing his wrist together he released an even more devastating Ki blast. It would be enough to cause some serious damage to a planet but since this place was already a flaming ball of nothingness he did not care about the consequences of releasing such an attack. He was pleased with himself and was going to fire off a few more Ki blast but when he noticed a strange looking man throwing punches and kicks randomly into the air he just had to investigate.
"Hey!" Goku called out as he slowly flew towards the man. "Hey you!" He yelled out as the thick toxic air filled his lugs. "I take it you are here to train too! So you must be strong! My name is Goku! What is yours?"
After a stern uppercut that created a strong gust through the heated air of Jigoku Vegito ceased his volley of physical attacks with a sudden burst of golden aura around himself. Good, the warm up was done now. Vegito flexed, working his limbs in exaggerated movements just to fully test his range of motion in the type of environment that this seemingly inhospitable planet offered. The clothing that had been gifted to him by the God of Destruction Beerus and his angel Whis seemed to have a sort of ethereal glow under the reflecting made by the landscape of lava. Vegito closed his eyes, momentarily indulging in the low hum that was active energy all around him, the crash of lava lakes beating rocks, and the rustle of ash on the breeze around him.
Opening his eyes slowly Vegito held out his arms and began to charge his ki. The pool of magma beneath him reacted by pushing outward from his point on the small boulder. As Vegito charged his energy his aura began to brighten yet fold in on him. A spark of electricity danced around the length of his right arm, until that too began to glow with strong energy. A pulsating light of white ki engulfed Vegito's arm. He had sped through his round of cardio with his blur of punches and kicks, now was the time for something a bit more interesting - and a hell of a lot more fun.
Just as Vegito planned to begin his assault, namely on a cluster of rock formations he'd spotted off in the distance - not much bigger than small cottages to be truthful - he was suddenly jettisoned from his concentration upon the hearing of a voice that sounded a bit too close. It was odd since he hadn't felt anyone approach. Perhaps that was because he was too wrapped up in himself to take note. Or maybe it was...something else entirely. Vegito shrugged mentally.
Letting the glow of his charging Spirit Sword dissipate Vegito gave a welcoming nod to the individual who mistakingly interrupted his training session. Heh, he must be strong indeed. "You could say that." Vegito held a cocky smirk on his face, crossing his arms as he examined the man who looked to share his Saiyan heritage. Vegito's expression suddenly shifted, he became somewhat taken aback, however this too then morphed - into a knowing chuckle. "Goku," he repeated the name. How coincidental.
"I," he thumbed himself in the center of his chest, making something of a show of it, "am Vegito! Pupil of the God of Destruction! Destroyer of the weak! Heh." Smirk reattached to his face Vegito allowed himself to drift slowly closer to this Goku. "Are you here to give me a fight? Here's a hint: your answer should be 'Yes'."
It had been a long time since Shivre agreed to train so she could achieve her 'ultimate evolution'. Most frost demons were not capable of training. And it was all apart of her belief, the frost demons might have been strong but their ego was atleast twice as their own power. It also leads to their destruction, such as king cold, cooler, and the constantly deceased Frieza. She stopped as she landed, picking up two power levels..they were DEFINITELY high enough for her to challenge, and now Shivre was slightly excited. "Hello? Anyone there? I'm looking for some amusement..a FIGHT." Shivre said.
Okay so this Vegito character was a little cocky and maybe there was something about that smug look on his face that annoyed him but deep down he could sense this warrior's terrible power and that alone was enough to get the blood rushing. "Vegito huh...?" Goku said with a clear look of confusing on his face. In his universe he was one of the last Saiyans and never before had he encountered someone with the name Vigito. Goku silently wondered just how many universes this fighter was in and if so have they ever traded blows? Regardless Goku was just happy to find someone whom should be able to provide him a decent challenge.
A large grin appeared on Goku's face as he broke out in a sudden fit of laughter. Just who in the hell was this guy? "I hope for your sake you that you can follow up with a nasty bite after all the howling" Was this going to be a friendly fight? Maybe, maybe not. Both warriors seemed to be rather close in power and when two people so evenly matched agreed to fight anything could happen. Still if he could help it Goku would rather not injure this guy too badly.
As Goku was suddenly about to charge up his Ki his attention was pulled away from Vegito as he heard the faint calls of someone screaming in the distance. "Seems like this situation has gotten a little more interesting" Seriously just who were these people?
Ooh, this guy was going to be fun. But of course he was, it didn't matter what universe a guy was from, if his name was Goku then that meant he was going to be a force to be reckoned with. Vegito was pretty much gushing at the chance of a fight with him. "Guess we'll find out, won't we?" Vegito smirked and jerked backward to great a tiny bit of distance between himself and Goku. He widened his legs and lowered his center of gravity, bringing his bet arms before his face with his fingers slightly curled. He was ready for the encounter, the anticipation inside of him was reaching its boiling part as the Ki within him burned and charged. He was ready for Goku to make the first move, because of course he was. Vegito needed to see what the other man was all about, what type of strength, power, and skill he had in store. Once he got a good look at how Goku stacked in combat he was going to retaliate and let the other Saiyan see what he was all about.
However plans were suddenly dashed - at least for the time being to some degree - with the arrival of a third party. Sure this could mean more fighting partners and more odds to stack against him, but Vegito had really been looking forward to a clash with Goku, he was almost disappointed that another person would suddenly show up and trample all over those dreams. Almost.
This creature was not like the other two gathered there on Jigoku, in a number of notable ways. Firstly, this new comer was female...though with her people's general aesthetic it was a bit difficult to discern. And second of all she was a goddamn frost demon! One of Frieza's kind. Briefly Vegito wondered if she was like some sort of inverted universe's Freiza, where the genders were flipped. Thus was this some other version of Frieza or just one of his kind? Vegito blinked, he supposed in the long run it didn't really matter, either way he could almost guarantee she was strong. He remembered when Frieza came back in his new golden duds and issued a challenge. Slowly a smile crept its way to Vegito's face. Maybe this would be fun after all. "Heh," was all Vegito said before suddenly disappeared from view. He appeared a split second later charging at Not-Frieza's backside, spewing a volley of Ki blasts forth from his gloved finger tips. His speed sent him on a sharp curve as he suddenly renegotiated targets and aimed a sharp roundhouse for the mouth of Goku.
Shivre had began to notice the two, the first one she saw was a saiyan-wait no, they were both saiyans. The first one looked to be wearing some sort of fitting gear, with a cocky grin and reddish hair. But the saiyans of her universe had black hair, could this be a descendant of the king vegeta she killed? The next one was more..tame, but was also different than the others. Shivre had then growled, she closed her as she heard the red one speak, before she was suddenly bombarded by several attacks. The frost demon felt it, before regaining her composure and reappearing in the air. Shivre then blinked, an aura forming around the female as she created what looked to be some sort of lance made out of purple ki. Shivre then dashed forward, attempting to slash at the saiyans backside.
