The winds of the wasteland swept across the desolate land. In the distance a short figure stood on top of a hill gazing towards the sun.
"I am tired of this planet. I have trained long enough." The figure began to hover a few inches off of the ground. "I will take my place as the most powerful being in the universe. I am Ryder! I bow to no king! I am an Icer, and I will claim the title of KING OF ICERS!" Ryder let out a powerful pulse of energy stirring up the ground around him. "It's been far too long that the likes of Frieza and King Cold have been aloud to wreak havoc on the universe. I will reclaim the proud name of my people." Ryder looked at the ground concerned. "I guess I will need to make a couple of friends. I am powerful. Not stupid." Ryder began looking for any sign of someone with any kind of power level. "There. I will go see what is in that direction." Ryder jumped into the air and began flying towards the city looking to find someone to fight by his side. He knew this was going to be a difficult journey. "I have to do this. I will not let them ruin my people like Frieza did!"
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