Once upon a time, deep in the mountains, a young boy with a tail named Son Goku met a girl named Bulma. This fateful meeting began an unlikely friendship that would span the course of years, leading to many escapades that eventually escalated into saving the world — and later, the entire Universe. However, this is not their story...
Kaiōshin Realm — Eons Before Age
The Kaiōshin Realm. Home to the Kaiōshin, the gods who exist in balance with the Destruction God as the 'Creation Gods'. It was their duty to watch over the Universe, with each Kaiōshin in charge of a specific quadrant. To further their duties, they were tasked with the creation of new planets and governing of new species throughout the Universe; a task both aided and abetted by the resident Destruction God, Lord Beerus.
However, Lord Beerus had fallen asleep, and the Kaiōshin had enjoyed decades of peace and prosperity.
But peace was ephemeral. As quickly as it could come, it would go as well. And unbeknownst to the Kaiōshin, in the furthest reaches of the Universe, the mage Bibidi was preparing to unleash an eons old eldritch creature: the demonic being known as Majin Bū.
A soft breeze blew gently through the Sacred Planet of the Kaiōshin. With the Universe at peace, the Kaiōshin found that they too were able to enjoy a brief period of leisure. Tranquility was what this planet existed entwined with. Comrades though they were, the individual Kaiōshin seemed to find amusement in their own tasks. The leader, and the greatest of them all, the Grand Kaiōshin, was relaxing the furthest away from his subordinates, enjoying a lavish meal.
The Eastern Kaiōshin, the youngest and by far the least trained of them all, was buried in a book. An intellectual type, he struggled to keep up with his superiors, and found his leisure was best spent educating himself.
The Northern Kaiōshin occupied himself in a more practical method. As a swordsman, he paid detailed attention to his weapons — specifically created by the Kaiōshin himself — and could be found off near a lake, polishing his prized possessions.
Perhaps the two oddities, however, were the Western and Southern Kaiōshin. Even in times of peace, they preferred to be able to answer the call to action should any threat arise to destroy their tranquil home. The two of them were locked in a friendly sparring match, male and female Kaiōshin dancing across the face of their planet. Both were superb fighters, the Southern specifically.
The two Kaiōshin exchanged brief blows, neither pushing their limits against their own friend. The Western Kaiōshin, a spry young woman, had speed and agility to her advantage; the Southern Kaiōshin, a burly, stocky man, had sheer power at his disposal. Thrusting his arm forward, the Southern Kaiōshin launched a powerful punch; the Western Kaiōshin, using her quick reflexes, pressed her hand to the man's fist, catapulting herself above him, landing on his hand and kicking him into the ground.
Chuckling mischievously, she settled down onto the ground behind him, waiting for her friend to get up. As he did, he was grinning; the Southern Kaiōshin clambered to his feet.
"You're as strong as ever, Western Kaiōshin!" The stocky man replied, unable to suppress the grin on his face. He always enjoyed a challenge, and the Western Kaiōshin was always up for it.
"Never stop training, right, Southern Kaiōshin?" The female Kaiōshin clenched her hand to her side, manifesting a pink sphere of ki in her palm. Thrusting her arm forward, she released the plasma orb towards the Southern Kaiōshin, who deftly moved out of the way, the sphere colliding with the ground, denting it slightly. Smirking at the fact that she was pressing the Southern Kaiōshin, so famous for his strength, and pressed her advantage. With both hands, she generated two spheres of ki, throwing them towards the Southern Kaiōshin.
"Persistent!" The Southern Kaiōshin thought to himself, and once again, he dodged, this time leaping into the air to avoid the incoming bullets of ki. This proved fruitless, however, as the ki blasts turned as if they had a mind of their own, following the path of the Southern Kaiōshin. Sensing their presence, the deity turned on his heel, releasing a kiai from his palm; the pressure wave utterly destroyed the ki blasts.
"I'm over here!" The Western Kaiōshin called playfully from directly behind the Southern Kaiōshin, who turned to see the innocent, smiling face of his comrade. After a moment of silence, the pair began to laugh, raucous laughter that shimmered with the lakes of the planet.
"I believe this is the first time in a thousand years that you've managed to best me, even by a little," the Southern Kaiōshin's booming laughter died down, it having masked the wind-chime laughter of the Western Kaiōshin. "Your progress is astounding! In another thousand years, you might surpass me!"
"Cut it down to five hundred, perhaps, Southern Kaiōshin," replied the Western Kaiōshin playfully. "My training regimen has truly become solid within the last three centuries. And yet, I didn't expect to make the kind of progress I have."
"Keep moving at your pace and we may finally be able to make the planet tremble, friend!" The Southern Kaiōshin continued to compliment his female companion, still pleased with their sparring match.
Even as the Kaiōshin talked among themselves — of their hopes, dreams, the future — they couldn't feel the evil presence approaching their planets at speeds that would put even the proudest fighters to utter shame. Deep within the cold recesses of space, a rose-coloured demon was descending towards the Sacred Planet of the Kaiōshin like a meteor. Bursting into the atmosphere, the form caught fire; a round, spherical shape shooting towards the planet wreathed in flames.
With an explosion that sent shockwaves through the crust of the planet; the very ground began to quake, the water in the lakes trembled. At the sight of the impact, there was a large crater, smaller, perhaps than it should have been, but that was only due to the ridiculously sturdy nature of the Sacred Planet of the Kaiōshin. As a planet meant to house creator deities, it was crafted by their own hands, the four Kaiōshin in concert with each other.
Smoke wafted from the crater, and as it did so, a shadow figure was emerging. At first, a slightly singed, pink-coloured sphere. But the sphere soon began to contort itself into a humanoid shape; a short, muscled figure, whose face was stern, noseless, and had white eyes with black sclera. Atop its head was an antennae, or perhaps it was a tentacle, and it wore baggy white gi like pants with a black belt, and a yellow buckle on which an orange 'M' was adorned.
As this creature re-assumed a human shape, another figure fell out of it. Short, stout, with green skin, and obviously irritated with having been crammed in such a small space, he looked up at the pink creature, jabbing a finger in his direction. "Majin Bū, what were you thinking!?" Gesturing widely to the crater they were standing in, his raspy voice reached a pitch ever higher. "I nearly suffocated, travelling like that! And you couldn't have even slowed down a little!? That was a crash landing I'll have you k—hey! Where are you going!? Look at me when I'm talking to you!"
But Majin Bū already had no interest in what the mage, Bibidi was saying. It craved a battle. While it was unable to sense ki — a skill that wouldn't help it in the presence of deities anyway — the Majin instinctively knew that this planet was where it needed to be if it wanted the fight of its life.
"Those damned Kaiōshin...!" Bibidi clenched his fists, and grit his teeth. "Trying to stop me in the name of 'peace' and 'justice'? My magical arts are the strongest in the Universe! With Majin Bū, I'll make them pay! Won't we, Bū?!"
As before, Bū was not listening to Bibidi's rambles. But this time, the creature had a very good reason to be distracted. The Northern Kaiōshin, who had been the closest to the impact sight of the Majin, was also the first to arrive. Elderly in appearance, and indeed, the eldest of the Kaiōshin, he was by no means frail. While the Kaiōshin didn't recognize the pink creature in front of him, he immediately identified the man behind the creature as Bibidi.
"Accursed mage! Haven't you learned your lesson yet?" The elderly man snapped in anger. He remembered vividly when they had stopped Bibidi's horrific uses of magic throughout the Universe, but in an act of mercy, had let him live in his shame. "You dishonour the mercy we showed you in sparing your life be defiling our holy ground with yourself and this beast?"
"Did you truly expect me to simply walk away after your shaming me, Northern Kaiōshin!?" Bibidi shot back in irritation. "The great Bibidi will not tolerate being mocked, 'Kaiōshin' or not!" Thinking wildly, he added. "With my magic, I've created this fine specimen you see before you: Majin Bū! Bū! Before you is our first victim! Get him!"
The Majin turned to look at Bibidi, evidently thinking something — did it think? — but it silently turned towards the Northern Kaiōshin, and its face cracked into a wicked smile baring sharp, white teeth. The Northern Kaiōshin barely had time to react before the creature's entire body had stretched, closing the distance between him and itself within moments, using the momentum from its movement to hit like a slingshot. Stunned by the blow, he was unable to deflect the creature's incoming next punch, which sent him careening across the surface of the planet.
Despite his age and size, the Northern Kaiōshin flipped back onto his feet, and with the simple wave of a hand, created a sword through magical means. Without even waiting, he gripped the blade with both of his hands, channeling his divine ki through his trademark weapon. He swung the blade with all of his strength, and from the tip of the weapon was expelled a blast of ki. Gargantuan in size, it traveled along the arc of the swing, creating a crescent.
Majin Bū's eyes widened as the blast split him down the middle, and continued to travel well past the target it hit, exploding in a brilliant display of light.
"Bū!" Bibidi cried out at the sight of the eldritch creature having been bifurcated. "No! Not now! My Bū!"
The Northern Kaiōshin felt relief flood his body; whatever this strange creature was, his blade had felled it. Drawing himself up to his admittedly unimpressive full height, he was about to proceed towards Bibidi and finish the job they'd started before, only to be to stopped as a pain pierced his body. He looked down at his chest to see a gaping hole, steaming from fresh ki. Spluttering, blood dripped from his mouth, and with the last of his energy, he could see that the Majin's hand had risen, still sliced in two from the head down, to fire a ki blast at him.
"I-Imposs-..." Unable to finish this sentence, the Northern Kaiōshin fell to the ground, still gripping his sword despite having died.
Majin Bū quite literally pulled itself back together, forming as if being cut in half was of no hindrance. At first, there was silence, and then, without warning, the Majin began to howl and beat its chest.
Bibidi, was, in the least, surprised. He had never seen this creature pull itself back together like that; it had never been wounded in such a manner where he figured it could. "That's amazing, Bū!" Bibidi crowed, jumping up and down. "With powers like those, destroying these pesky Kaiōshin will be easy!"
"No...we're too late...!" The voice of the Western Kaiōshin caught the attention of the attackers, as she and the Southern Kaiōshin had just arrived. Her face blanched at the sight of the fallen Northern Kaiōshin; she could no longer feel his ki, something she had hoped earlier meant that her powers were faltering. She knew now it was something more. When her eyes fell on Bibidi, and the creature next to him, she put two and two together rather quickly.
"Bibidi! You again!" The woman's voice was a snarl.
"It would appear letting you live back then was a mistake," The Southern Kaiōshin replied, equally angry. "That is a mistake we will rectify here! Western Kaiōshin, slay that blasted mage! I will handle this monster he's brought with him!"
"Don't do anything reckless," the Western Kaiōshin warned the burly man, rushing towards the mage, who was about to make his own move, when the figure of Majin Bū materialized before her, its finger-less hands extended towards her stomach. With surprising reflexes, the Western Kaiōshin deftly stepped back, before back-flipping back to gain some distance.
"Southern Kaiōshin! We might need a change of plans," the female Kaiōshin took a stance, and Majin Bū began to beat its chest again.
"Is it protecting the mage!?" asked the Southern.
"I don't think that's it. It simply wants to fight. And it wants all of our attention."
"Then lets not disappoint!"
Without hesitation, the two Kaiōshin rushed towards Majin Bū, and began a rapid exchange of blows with the creature. Despite their conflicting sizes, the Southern and the Western Kaiōshins worked in nearly perfect concert with each other. To them, fighting like this was akin to dancing with each other, and they knew the steps very well. The only issue was the malleable body of the demon they were fighting. For each blow they struck, Majin Bū proved to be able to wind his way around them, slipping and avoiding physical blows to the point that one would find it pointless.
"So fast...!" The Western Kaiōshin thought to herself as the Majin contorted into the strangest shape to avoid her blow. Gripping her palm, she generated a sphere of ki, and the Southern Kaiōshin, realising as well that striking physically would amount to nothing, mimicked his comrade. Both of them extended their palms, thrusting their blasts towards the Majin; the ki spheres combined into a single blast, forming a globe of glowing that would crash into Majin Bū.
With a panicked shout, Majin Bū felt the blast overwhelm him, and carry him away from the sight of the battle, far across the planet of the Kaiōshin. In a brilliant light show that one could mistake for the fireworks of celebration, the ki sphere exploded violently. The two Kaiōshin watched from where they stood; neither could sense the presence of Majin Bū anymore. Had the creature been eradicated?
"Bū!" Bibidi's high-pitched voice could shatter glass with his shriek. Without Bū,he was defenseless. "Come on, Bū! Regenerate like you did before!" The mage thought desperately.
For Bibidi, things were made only worse, perhaps, by the arrival of yet another warrior to the battlefield; and unfortunately for him, this was not merely 'another' warrior. The rotund, portly figure of the Grand Kaiōshin had flown in, landing heavily next to the Southern and Western Kaiōshin. With his stern, yet kind face, he looked over at his elder, the deceased Northern Kaiōshin, and his compatriots, the Southern and Western Kaiōshin.
"Grand Kaiōshin!" The Western Kaiōshin spluttered. "My Lord, you're here!"
"What of the young Kaiōshin, my lord? Of the East?" The Southern Kaiōshin asked in earnest.
When the Grand Kaiōshin spoke, it was not a voice that one would expect from the leader of the deities that governed the entirety of the Universe. And yet, his comrades knew it well. A gentle voice, slightly soft, answered the Southern's question. "When I sensed the incoming threat, and the passing of the Northern Kaiōshin, I implored that the young one hide himself. He's far too inexperienced for this. I would have given you two the same warning...but I don't think I'd be able to keep either of you away from the battle."
"Of course you wouldn't," replied the Southern proudly. "The Western Kaiōshin and I have honed our very skills for a day like this! Even if it had been a direct order, my Lord, we wouldn't have heeded it!"
"This knucklehead could have phrased it more delicately, but he's right," replied the Western with a smile. "While the young Eastern Kaiōshin should indeed preserve his life, we've lived long enough to lay down our lives to eradicate a threat like this, haven't we?"
The Grand Kaiōshin sighed. As admirable as their devotion was, he felt a twinge of regret. "The young, always so ready to give up their lives. But if you insist, then we shall fight together. Now where is the beast? I felt a powerful ki only moments before I arrived."
"The Southern and I blasted it away with a combined ki blast," replied the Western. "But we can't feel its ki anymo—"
She was silenced, however, as a pink beam of ki shot directly past her, landing squarely in the chest of the Southern Kaiōshin. His eyes widened, reminiscent of saucers in their size, and the beam pierced his chest entirely, shooting through him like a plasma spear.
"Southern!" The cry came from the Western Kaiōshin first, followed by their superior. The Western Kaiōshin stared, stunned, as her partner could only look down at the new view in his torso before falling to his knees. She could feel tears in the corner of her eyes as she turned violently to see Majin Bū emerging from a column of rising smoke. Her black eyes burned with a kind of fury that the female Kaiōshin didn't know was possible.
"Oho! Good shot, Bū!" cheered Bibidi gleefully. "If only you'd blasted off the head, you'd have scored twenty points!"
While the Majin could ignore this, the Western Kaiōshin felt a vein throb in her temple. To see her closest friend be killed before her eyes, and then for this accursed mage to further shame him through mockery...it was far more than she could stand. Turning away from her fallen comrade and her leader fully, the Western Kaiōshin felt her ki began to rise. An aura began to emanate from her body, her ki expressing itself outwardly.
The Grand Kaiōshin, however, could feel the woman's emotions overtaking her judgement, and a bead of sweat dripped down his skull.
"Western Kaiōshin, please, don't act rashly!"
But the woman was already beyond the point of listening now. The blood was thundering in her ears, and the Southern Kaiōshin's final moments were flashing across her eyes again, and she began to think they would be permanently plastered there. He had been her friend, confidant, and teacher. And this creature had destroyed that. As long as she was breathing, it wasn't something she would let slide.
With a mighty cry, she launched herself forward, speeding along the surface of the Sacred Planet of the Kaiōshin, and slamming a fist violently into the stomach of the Majin. She had forgotten that physical attacks had done nothing to it before, and didn't react in surprise when her blow stunned the demon; she had already brought her knee up to its chin, sending the Majin spiraling backwards.
As the Majin tried to regain its composure, the Western Kaiōshin charged a pink sphere of ki, lobbing it towards Majin Bū. The sphere made contact, exploding and entirely erasing its torso. But the Western Kaiōshin wasn't done yet, and fired another sphere of ki at the legs, which were just beginning to fall. The sphere exploded like the previous, reducing the legs to only a few pink pieces.
Bibidi could only gasp as he witnessed the eradication of Bū yet again. He didn't know the extent of his creature's regeneration. What if it couldn't get back up?
As the small globs fell to the ground, the Western Kaiōshin turned towards Bibidi. With his creature out of the way, he would be left defenceless. "We showed you mercy last name, mage. This time, you won't be so fortuitous." Forming a sphere of pink ki, she lobbed it directly towards Bibidi.
"Bol erirac leti bemopo nih tot atienitiec!" The mage cried, and in doing so, the ki blast was nullified. "Do you think I'm defenceless without my Bū!? I'm Bibidi, the greatest mage in the Universe!" Despite his boasting, the mage was feeling very fearful. His magic, for all its power, wasn't the most useful on the offensive side. He could only play defence and hope to find some way out of this.
A vein throbbed in the Western Kaiōshin's beautiful forehead. She had seen more than enough of Bibidi to last her for the next three thousand years, and his magic was doing little more than prolonging her irritation. "If blasts won't work, then I'll strike you down myself!" Advancing on the mage with stunning speed, she raised an arm, swinging it down towards the cowardly mage, who began to prepare another spell ("Amih seya etoc—") but found her arm impeding by a mass of pink slime covering it.
Horrified, the Kaiōshin tried to back away but found herself unable to move. "Is this a product of Bibidi's magic...!?" Her first thoughts were to fittingly blame the mage, but realization hit her the moment she saw the pieces of the Majin that she'd blown to bits had taken on a life of their own. "No! It's that creature!" The slime that had encased her arm was creeping up the rest of of her body, until it simply washed over her like a wave of goo.
"Western Kaiōshin! No!" The Grand Kaiōshin had no idea what this creature was doing, but it appeared to be trying to smother his comrade. Worse, if he was to attack, he could accidentally kill her, a grief he couldn't bear to live with.
"What's happening!?" The Western Kaiōshin tried to struggle, attempting to push the slime off of her body but it merely wrapped around her in ways she didn't believe material could bend. Her vision was repeatedly obscured, and then cleared, and obscured once again as the goo kept fighting to keep its hold over the Kaiōshin, having finally immersed her entire body in the slime.
Her cries began to become muffled, and the rose-coloured goo began to tighten and constrict over her body; eventually, it changed from the amorphous blob it had been to a feminine form, struggling to regain shape. Electricity began to crackle around the material as it began to take a proper form again; first, all pink, but then colour began to apply itself to the clothes that were forming.
Majin Bū had been reborn.
There was a stunned silence between the Grand Kaiōshin and Bibidi. This was a phenomenon that neither were familiar with, but it had only taken the Grand Kaiōshin a moment to piece it together. His comrade, the Western Kaiōshin, had been absorbed by this demon, and the result was standing in front of them.
"Majin Bū?" Bibidi's voice quavered. "I-Is that you, Majin Bū?"
Majin Bū ignored Bibidi, and was overlooking her new body in relative silence. She had taken on an entirely feminine build, slender around the limbs with an averagely proportioned bust; her face had become smoother, and her eyes rounder. Normally bald, she now had additional head-tentacles that framed her face in a manner similar to hair on other species, and flaps of similar coloured skin went past her neck to give off the same effect. These were all physical traits gained from the absorption of the Western Kaiōshin, but nothing intrigued her more than her hands.
Clenching her fists, she found herself amused with the fact that she now had fingers; her previous hands had been devoid of them, but she now possessed ten thin digits. Her attire was not at all to her liking, as she now wore the tunic of the Western Kaiōshin over the pants and boots she'd originally had, but this was something she'd deal with later.
Finally, when she decided she wanted to break the silence, Majin Bū answered Bibidi's question. "Yes. I am Majin Bū. And you're Bibidi, aren't you?"
This surprised Bibidi. While he had asked the question, he hadn't expected an eloquent answer from this beast of instinct. But perhaps this would be fortuitous for him. If it could speak, then perhaps it could take orders better as well. "How do you feel, Bū?"
"New," replied the female Majin simply, before continuing. "In fact, I feel positively renewed! I haven't been this awake and aware in eons!" Turning on the spot, she observed the planet. "The sky, the ground, the air...this is what it's like to take everything in in full, isn't it, Bibidi?!" A smile broke out onto her face, a smile that the Grand Kaiōshin recognized with a heart wrenching pang was the Western Kaiōshin's.
"Um...yes..." Bibidi was deadpan, even surprise was failing him now.
Turning back to face Bibidi, her smile didn't waver. "I'm more awake now than I've been since you awoke me from my slumber, Bibidi. I do wonder how long that must have taken to discover just the right string of words to wake me up. And I will forever appreciate that." Still smiling, she raised her hand, and before Bibidi could even react, released a pink blast of ki with such intensity he was erased without so much as a gasp of pain. "But how much longer will it take before you find another string of words to put me back to sleep? So carry my gratitude away with you to the Afterlife, Master."
"You're a monster...!" The Grand Kaiōshin hissed. "You kill my comrades without hesitation, devour their souls, and even betray your own without a thought—"
"On the contrary, my Lord," replied Bū in a manner eerily reminiscent of the Western Kaiōshin. "I put quite a bit of thought into whether or not I should have killed him."
The Grand Kaiōshin had no words to say, nothing he could convey with emotions anymore. They were beyond this creature, who killed so callously without any regard for the feelings of others. The deity leaned back, inhaling deeply, before expelling a thin blast of ki from his opened mouth.
Bū's eyes widened, taking in the scene with relish; the idea that this attack could convey danger to her brain was still so exhilarating, she only managed to dodge at the last moment, having been drunk on sensation. The blast cut a thin line where it hit and proceeded to move, slicing into the crust of the planet but doing relative little damage. Majin Bū giggled; the idea that an attack of that magnitude could hurt her was laughable.
"My Lord, if your comrades couldn't best me before, what chance do you have now, when one of them is a part of me?" She asked, smiling brightly. Still getting used to this new body and strength, she only knew one thing for sure; she could win. Her bright smile turned sinister as she formed two spheres of ki, one for each palm, and they connected into a line. She released the energy blasts, which combined and converged into a single blast, overwhelming the Grand Kaiōshin.
"I have to admit though, even I'm surprised by how far I'm come with absorbing the Western Kaiōshin," admitted the demon woman, shrugging as she advanced on the Grand Kaiōshin, who was standing up once more. "Though it wasn't like I was giving it much thought when I jumped on the opportunity, I just—" She was cut off as a barrage of ki blasts were unleashed by the Grand Kaiōshin, one of them succeeding in ripping a hole through her stomach. Using her hands, she deflected the other blasts, sending them careening off the planet, and some out of orbit. With a look of irritation on her cute face, the Majin continued coldly. "It's rude to interrupt people, my Lord." With a simple thrust of her body, she regenerated the wounded spot, clothed and all. Vanishing so quickly she may have simply been materializing from one spot to another, the Majin appeared in front of the Kaiōshin, and placed a hand towards his face.
"It's been a pleasure working with you; the Western Kaiōshin sends her regards."
From her palm was expelled a blast of ki, pink in colouration. The strength of the blast was immense, and it entirely blew away the Grand Kaiōshin's head, leaving only a torso to fall to the ground. Having finished the job, the cold look vanished from Majin Bū's face, and she smiled brightly once again.
"The annoyance is out of the way," she mused to herself, immensely pleased. "Though I feel conflicted. This was what Bibidi wanted, wasn't it? The extermination of these Kaiōshin? And is this..." She used her new-found intelligence to try and place a word to what she was feeling. "...guilt? Perhaps just a little...it might be the Western Kaiōshin in me."
She cast a look at the bodies of the people she'd killed; the Northern, Southern, and Grand Kaiōshin. Her gaze lingered particularly on the body of the Southern Kaiōshin, and she sighed. "Fallen enemies or not, they don't deserve to be displayed like this." With a wave of her hand, she created a dent in the crust of the planet, a makeshift grave, and began to place the bodies of the Western Kaiōshin's fallen comrades in the hole. Sealing it away with dirt, she frowned. It was still incomplete. Gently levitating a rock with telekinesis, she placed it over the grave; her antennae began to glow, and she fired a beam towards the rock, turning it into a makeshift gravestone.
In a strange language, it marked who was buried, and served as the grave-marker for the fallen Kaiōshin; a way of both immortalizing what she'd accomplished, as well a way to assuage the guilt she felt for killing the Kaiōshin that the Western Kaiōshin had held so dear.
"I suppose there's nothing for me left to do here," the girl said to herself, rising into the air. "With the Kaiōshin gone, the whole of the Universe is mine!" With an estimated septillion planets in the Universe, she had so much awaiting her to keep her occupied.
But as the Majin rose into the air, flying away from the planet, a detail had skipped her mind, and in essence, it ensured the Grand Kaiōshin had the last laugh this day. Hiding, the lone survivor out of the Kaiōshin that were meant to guard the Universe, was the Eastern Kaiōshin, watching the newly created Majin leave his planet with a mixture of anger, grief, and fear.
He had managed to survive. But what would he do now?
A/N: So here it is. Beyond The Erased Chronicles and The Heart of Adventurers, this is going to be my third little pet project. This was an idea I couldn't exactly let die, but also couldn't turn into a one-shot either. So this story is going to be my first work that has a villain protagonist, specifically, Majin Bū — or as I will call her from this point on in the author's notes, Miss Bū. I'm actually very excited to do this story, because it reminds me of a story my friend Demod20 does — A Predator Among Us, which is my favorite story he's written and I highly recommend it to to any BLEACH fans who like Aaroniero Arruruerie. He's also doing a story that focuses somewhat on Majin Bū called Buu on You; while I haven't looked at it yet, it seems to be very popular as well, and is a crossover between the DBZ series and multiple American superheroes (the Joker is in it, that should tell you quite a bit).
I do hope this story is well received. I intend to update it every few months, hopefully just enough so that it doesn't interrupt The Erased Chronicles, which I know is very well liked and I love writing it. Before I close out, to anyone wondering what's up with this battle between Bū and the Kaiōshin, remember that the manga, which is what I abide by, technically never showed anything. It gave mention to it, and mentioned the Southern and Grand Kaiōshin were absorbed, but that was it. I did delve into the filler just a bitfor the designs, but that was all. So this fight was entirely my own and I think it was alright. Majin Bū — and later Miss Bū — is just that much stronger than these guys that it didn't mean much, expanding would have simply been fluff. On a final note, Bibidi's incantation is quite literally gibberish. I consulted a gibberish generator for it.
So, I hope everyone enjoys this little project of mine, and to answer the final obvious question, no, this is not a prequel to The Erased Chronicles. That would not be fair to...literally everyone involved on the heroes side. Let's thank Demod20 once again for giving this story the proofreading treatment, and I'll see you guys in a few months!
