>>5959805“That's not a problem, I just need a stronger gravity than my ship's got.” you tell her, Towa raising a brow at you. You can tell she has more questions but lets it go, you and Meloka making your way inside. Having spent so much time in Towa's Lab over the years you know the way, making the minute walking journey to the strongest chamber.
“This one?” Meloka asks, a hint of surprise in her tone. “Really?”
“Of course. Fighting Champa's Hakai made me realize how weak I still am. Another few seconds, and he'd have erased me.” you say, walking into Towa's strongest gravity chamber. Your wife slides down off your back as you go over to the control panel getting it ready. Then, before hitting the button you clench your fists, ascending up into your Berserker God form. “You ready?”
“We're going that hard? Alright.” she replies, once more transforming into a divine state. But unlike before, this time she fully transforms into Super Saiyan God. “Let's do this.”
And you hit the button, activating the chamber your alternate timeline daughter used to train while in her Primal form. Pressure, gravity unilke anything you've ever felt before crashes down onto you, knocking both you and Meloka to the ground. Landing on all fours, you struggle to push yourself upright for over a minute. With intense effort you finally manage to rise, Meloka beating you upright by a whole second.
“This. Is. Crazy.” she pants, your wife struggling to raise her arms. “Just how high DID you set this thing to?”
“Dunno. I couldn't read it.” you reply, your wife's jaw dropping as she turns to you. “This is the setting of whoever used it last. Now, let's get started.”
For the next hour or so, you and your wife struggle through the most intense workout of your life. Every action is agonizing, your body feeling as if it is going to tear apart with each movement. But you press on, pushing yourself to finish your usual workout in this ultra-intense pressure. Finally, finishing the last exercise you allow yourself to collapse to the ground, struggling to breathe. Your wife however remains standing, forcing herself over to the panel and deactivating the controls before falling to the ground as well. You both lay there exhausted for several minutes, trying to recover from the intensity of your workout until Towa opens the door, walking in.
“Hmmm, I should have known.” she says, first going over to Meloka and helping her stand up before going over to you, the two of them getting under your shoulders to help your tired body rise. “You have no concept of moderation.”
“I need to get stronger.” you tell her tiredly, barely able to manage a smile.
“Then let me do it.” she tells you, causing you to raise a brow. “I trained Chaya, remember? If you want the best results, leave your training to me for this week.”
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