Vegeta drummed his fingers restlessly against the arm of his throne. He had succeeded in conquering the galaxy, had millions of saiyans at his command, and had a forcibly obedient slave at his side.

And yet, he was bored.

It had all been too easy. What did any of his conquests really come too? After becoming a god nothing had been able to oppose him. At first he had loved it. He had total domination over anything that moved. But now what? There was nothing to do at all except torture Goku with sexual games but even that had lost its joys. His conquests didn't mean anything! The people under his command meant nothing! He wanted something more! To totally prove his total and utter dominance over the entire Universe! To everything that lived and breathed and moved to tremble in fear of his almighty power!

He stood up, decided. It was time to take his powers to the utmost maximum. And he would do it without his sons. He was about to leave when he remembered Goku. Perhaps if he had someone to see his conquests it would bring him more joy. Or perhaps he would just prove to be a pest...

Hmmm...what to do...