Were The Gods Do Not Tread
Summary: There are many reasons for a Saiyan to be sent to other planets as a baby, being kicked out because you were born with the power level of an average human being was rear. Too bad, nobody saw beyond those unnatural red eyes. How a little Saiyan child changed a whole universe.
I thought I would expand on the 12 universes that are in Dragon Ball Super.
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I do not own Dragon Ball Z.
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Beep.
His eyes opened only to be met with complete darkness.
Where was he?
Why couldn't he see anything and why couldn't he move?
There was something weird stuck to his backside.
The last thing he remembered was drowning in his bath tub.
He know he should have gone to bed before taking a bath but he didn't, he ended up falling asleep while the bath was still being filled up, it spilled over and when he woke up because his lungs needed some oxygen to breath.
He found that he was up to his eyeballs in water and because the door was locked, the water continued to rise and before he could swim over to the door to let the water out.
It was too late.
He had been under water for far too long and his consciousness began to fade.
Then he woke up in a void of nothing.
"Sir!" Someone said as he tried to turn and see, but to his shock saw nothing. "One of the babies are awake!"
Babies?
"Really?" Someone else said, "That shouldn't be possible, they all shouldn't be awake for another hour or so" followed by footsteps coming towards him before disappearing and he could feel eyes. "Amazing, it's true. This child is truly awake but why does he have red eyes? Is he a half breed?"
"No, sir" The previous voice said, "He's Maiz and Arlic son"
"Really?" The person who was clearly in charge said, "Than it must be a birth defect than, surely he has a very high power level unlike no other, since this has never happened before" turning on his scouter.
What he saw shocked him.
"Sir?" The laky said.
"I-It's low" The person in front of him said while the other turned on his scouter. "It's really low, it's no better than a normal human earth child"
"…Your right, sir" His assistant said, in disbelief. "I can't believe my eyes, there hasn't been a baby born with such a low power level in the whole of Saiyan History. Compared to the rest, he has the lowest of them all" looking at other babies in the pods.
"This child will be nothing but a burden to not only his parents but the race as a whole" The commander said, "We are a race that prides itself on our strength, we do not breed weaklings. I will inform his parents of their child. They will than decide if they wish to kill it, abandon it or keep it and live with the shame of producing such a child" and he know this was cold but he had long since lost his heart concerning his job years ago.
Especially when the death rate was so high, that only the strong can survive but even than it was dangerous what with all the low level gods from other universes coming here to relieve some boredom, often killing billions before they left.
"It's a real shame" His assistant said, "I thought this one was special but it might be a fault in his chamber"
None of them, realised that the baby had understood every word they had said and was trying to escape.
"Put the baby back to sleep" The commander said.
Wait.
No.
But it was too late, his pod was already being filled with sleeping gas and he felt his consciousness slipping.
# Several Hours Days Later#
Finally swimming his way to consciousness, he opened his eyes once more but this time, instead of a black abyss like he expected, he was met with a black dying planet, the wind smacked harshly against his face and he found that was wrapped in so kind of blue blanket.
Had he been abandoned?
He looked around and found nothing but rock as he stood up, finding mysterious strength in his tiny arms to do so and began to walk around on his podgy legs, that's when he realised something.
He was hungry and could go for a beef burger or something but how was he supposed to find food?
He didn't even know where he was.
But his stomach kept on rumbling and demanded to be fed and he was suddenly aware of a nice heavily scent through the air.
He followed his noses, he was so hungry, his senses led him to a large cave that lead to underground, at the very entrance was a large stone door with a red eye on it.
He had no idea that he had passed through a barrier that kept intruders out and prevented anyway from seeing the cave, a specially kind of someone would be have to be needed to pass through the barrier.
Red eye?
Didn't he apparently have red eyes? He wondered as he touched the door trying to find a way to get inside and suddenly found himself underground in front a giant sprinkling lake.
Now normally, anyone would be suspicious at seeing, a perfect looking lake under a planet were everything seemed to have either died and just left.
But he was thirsty and his throat was itching, it felt like he hadn't eaten in days and as he leaned over it, minutes later he would have made his younger self read the warning about the lake on a stone not that far away from him before taking a sip.
But he didn't want to die here.
He needed to live.
He took a sip.
Nice cool water danced on his tongue and before he know what was happening, he had already drunk more than half of the lakes content before he started felt funny.
The felt dizzy and suddenly the world changed around before his very eyes until he found himself staring into the face of death itself.
"You drank it little one" the cloaked being said, "Soon the contents will spread throughout your body and I will drag your soul to hell"
What?
"HELL NO!" He shouted, speaking for the first time, surprising the figure. "I've already died once by water. I'm not going to die again! I've already died like an idiot once; I'm not doing it again! If your death than fuck off! I refuse to die by water again!"
The cloaked figure looked stunned before burst out laughing.
"Mortal, not many people can stand up to me" the figure said, clearly amused. "Most tend to cower in fire or resign to their fate. Do you know the history of the water you just consumed? At first the lake was called the miracle water and it was used for healing purposes, it healed any wound and people lived a really long time if they took a swim in the lake… but then the mortals got greedy." Looking at seemly nobody. "They wanted to own the lake and sell it, just to make a quick buck, I warned them that no good would come from it but they were all too blinded by greed. I wasn't surprised when the will of the Lake changed and I was seeing most of them in hell a few months later"
"But I just wanted a drink" He said, pointing it out "That was it, I didn't even know about the Lake so why should I deserve to die?"
"Good point." The figure said, "I have no real reason to kill you, it's just been so long since someone has visited me personally that I got carried away"
Well, no wonder. I would have ran away. If I know, that what I was drinking would lead me to death. He thought, wondering if he could puke the water back up if he survived.
"Well, at least do you have any idea where you are?" The figure said, turning around and grinning before tilting its head to the side. "That's odd, I can't see your soul, I can only see souls that are tied to me and belong to this plane of existence but you're different. Your soul doesn't belong here…how interesting"
And he said nothing, he already know, he wasn't in his world or any reality he was familiar with after all, there was a monkey tail sticking out of his backside.
"This is Universe 12 of the world your people in your reality call Dragon Ball" The figure said, seeing through his memories.
And his eyes widened.
He was in dragon ball! No wonder he was some kind of freaky child with a monkey tail, the manga, anime and video games were crazy and the death rate was brutal which was made up for made up for by the dragon balls.
But still, people got killed in their millions because of bad guys who kept showing up and didn't know when to stop coming and leave people alone.
"As you might know, there are 12 universes all together and this is Universe 12, the weakest, the lowest of them all" The figure said, sighed. "It wasn't always like this. This Universe used to be a tough place to be in but then the people who made this place so great, bred equally great idiots, their offspring's were dumb bells who brought shame to their ancestor's legacy. They thought that they were plenty strong already and never tried to reach higher and become greater unfortunately this attitude spread like a plague and as result the Universe as a whole, began to leg behind the other's. A once powerful universe became a laughing stock to the other's. Do you know what gods from other universes come here to do?"
Making him shake his head, he had only read about this mainly because he wanted to avoid Dragon Ball Super like the plague because of the overwhelming negative reviews about the show but couldn't help but read up on it.
The first couple of episodes was the retelling of the "Battle of the Gods" what the heck!?
"The gods come here just to kill people, because they are bored." Death deepened, shocking him. "Every single living that comes into existence here, is just simply target practise. They had long since killed the Gods that were created here, to keep the balance of the Universe and the fight was pathetic at best and downright terrible at worst. As it stands, I'm the sole reason why this Universe is still existing today, after all I am death and this universe death rate is the highest out of all the universes so naturally I'm drawn here. I'm constantly at work and I need a serious vacation"
"Vacation?" He said.
"Do you think it's fun to collet spirits that don't seem to even care that they died? The death rate is so high that people expect to die any second! It's rear to collect a soul that doesn't think their death is the most natural thing in the world" There is no fight or flare to live in their eyes and it disgusts me" The figure said, how was he supposed to do him job if everyone is so welcoming towards him when they meet him!? "This Universe needs to get its fire back, it's needs new and better gods, the people in this world need to change period. I'm sick and tired of this place being a laughing stock and I would have gladly changed it but I'm book solid. To many people are dying and it keeps me constantly busy." looking at the Saiyan child in front of him and said.
"Little one, would you like to become a god?"
"What, a god?" He said, he couldn't believe his ears, can he really be that but then again, he never watched the anime so he didn't think or know how a mortal can become a god, maybe they train really hard or are born into the position?
"Well it's more like become a creator for this universe. "Death said, "This place needs a serious re-doing and if I do it, it would alert the other gods from other Universes that I'm here and they might try to seal me here. After all, nobody is more scared of death than a god. Being a god and being an entity are really too different things that mortals get wrong. A god can still die but an entity is someone like me, Death. Most go for being gods because it's a much easier goal and you have a much longer life span however I will still come for you one day. Besides didn't your own parents abandon you because they thought you were a weakling, you can show them how wrong they all are about you" Reminding him.
That's right.
His own parents did abandon him to die on this planet.
In a way, this universe was like him, always being looked down because of his lack of power level, he was judged just because of simple numbers.
But if he had learnt anything from the Dragon Ball franchise is that weaklings can become strong.
He would show them all.
Because in this whole world, nothing is set in stone and the weak can still become strong, if you try hard enough and he looked Death in the eyes.
Well Eye holes and said.
"Do it, I accept"
And he got the feeling that Death was now smiling, it was a good thing that his cloak hid his face so well, because he did not want to see what was under that hood.
"Wonderful" The entity said, grinning. "Just take my hand and let the power flow through you" and he bravely took the outstretched hand offered by him by death.
He was probably going to regret this later.
"And did I forget to mention, that this will hurt?"
What?
"A lot"
He felt like his whole skin was on fire, it was like he had been thrown in a volcano and left to die, the sound of bones snapping and re-growing echoed through the cave along with his pain stricken streams.
And Death just watched, wondered if the little boy would survive the night.
Oh, well.
After all.
What's one more soul?
And scene!
While written this, I realised I can't leave this as a one-shot, I already have three chapter planned out. Chapter 2 will be about him surviving and redoing the universe. Chapter 3 will be about a couple of low level Gods escaping into this universe to relieve some boredom only to find out the hard way that the universe was no longer going to bend over and die for them. Review/Fav and follow!
Author Note: To cope with the loads of stories I've created, I've decided to place most of them on Hiatus. I'll go from story to story, writing them until I've completely each and every one. I've decided to complete 'The Twin's Son' first since I've actually planned out how it is going to end.