Don't Own Dbz, Only The Oc.
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"Speech"
"Speech through phones and Text via book, notes, or newspaper... when those are around..."
"Powerful Creatures Speaking"
(Mid Chapter Authors Notes)
"Well, well, well," I hum. "Look who it is."
The saiyan with Raditz like hair whips around, a grin on his face. "Nion!"
The others of the group turn to look at me, all equally excited to see me again.
"How was your breaks?" I ask as I take my place in the desk beside them.
"I got a mentor." Forte states. "She put me through the ringer... I'm definitely quite a bit stronger than I was before the tournament. I could beat Ice without even having to go grade two now."
"How's your mastery of grade two coming along?" I ask.
"It's... a work in progress." She states weakly. "I can hold it for longer than I could before, at least."
"Well, that's good." Beat states. "What about you, Viola?"
"Well, after they redid my seals as my super saiyan transformation had weakened them slightly-"
"Did they take away your super saiyan?!" Basaku asks.
"What? No." The girl shakes her head. "They like... wrote around super saiyan this time... the way I was before, they tried to cut off super saiyan entirely. Now they left me with a little bit of leeway... sadly it's about the same as regular super saiyan now... maybe a grade two. I was forced to take a few uh... anger management classes... so I wasn't able to train much."
'That's a shame.' I mentally note. 'wasn't she as strong as a grade three without the decrease in speed?'
"What about you, Basaku?" She asks.
"Erito and I got mentors as well. After they taught us all they wanted, we met up and sparred quite a bit."
"My mentor was a little... lacking." Erito sighs. "what about you, Note?"
"Oh, our break was great!" Note grins. "Beat and I sparred against each other out in the crags practically the entire summer break!"
"I thought I sensed you two out there." I hum.
Beat suddenly smirks. "And we sensed you too... you did it, right?"
All of the saiyans have their attention drawn to me.
"Yeah... I did... but I'm keeping it a secret until the Conton Academy Grand Tournament... from the school at least. I don't want to deal with all the people shouting about how dangerous it is, so I'll just show all of you sometime in the crevasse."
"Dangerous?" Forte frowns. "it's Dangerous for you to do?"
"No, no it isn't. I can say without a doubt that I have THE greatest mastery of the technique I used to accomplish my goal... it's fucking sad. I, not even eleven years old, child managed to figure out a technique that most people consider mastered so prematurely that it's like calling super saiyan grade one the perfected super saiyan transformation and that nothing else could EVER be better."
I rub my temple and let out a long sigh. "I really don't feel like being lectured about something I know better than them, so I'll refrain from using it."
We fall into silence for a moment.
"So uh, why the change to black?" Beat asks, noticing my change in gi color.
"Because blood and dirt is a lot harder to get out of white clothing." I state.
"Ah." The saiyans blink, giving me a look of understanding.
I'm starting to look suspiciously like goku black.
At least super doesn't exist.
Goku black will be copying me.
I did it first.
Not him.
I also did the weird scythe thing first.
I wonder if I can get an alternate super saiyan color... pink looks good with black, but eh, I'm not feeling it.
Orange maybe? Orange hasn't been done before...
Green would be confused with legendary super saiyan.
Blue has been done already. Red is super saiyan god.
Yellow is just regular super saiyan.
Purple is just a deeper rose...
Hm.
Maybe I could do a deep blackish-blue... that sounds pretty neat.
Who knows if I'll even be able to pick the color.
The class is silenced as we watch a saiyan trudge into the classroom.
He yawns as he slumps in his desk. "Welcome class."
'oh son of a-'
"Welcome to the second year of Conton Academy."
Our teacher is a lazy piece of shit! Of course!
He may have a base power in the billions, maybe even be able to go super saiyan four, but it doesn't matter because he has the lazy way of teaching!
My hands blur at my seething anger, deflecting three ki blasts away from me, a red tint on my body.
"Kind of surprising for you to know the kaioken." Beat states.
"I figured it out on my own." I state as I backflip over a trio of ki blasts, each holding the strength of a times five.
"Is that how you are able to match super saiyan?" Erito mutters
"Yep." I state as I deflect two more blasts away. "I stacked it on my power increased state... I could probably put it on top of super saiyan without any real strain if I really wanted."
"BADASS!" Basaku grins, sitting within super saiyan.
"It also made me feel like everyone who uses kaioken in Conton are FUCKING IDIOTS!" I snarl.
"Why's that?" Note asks.
"Times twenty is the known limit for kaioken..." I slowly state.
I hold out a hand and halt all the orbs.
"Kaioken times twenty one."
A crackling aura of power appears around me, tinting the arena around me blood red.
A moment later I drop the form and return to my kaioken times one mastered state, flicking the orbs back towards me with a twitch of my wrist.
"You figured out to surpass the kaioken barrier?" Note asks.
"Yeah." I deadpan. "Conton has been around for, what, several thousand years or something? How the HELL am I the one to figure it out?!"
Forte sits in the corner, quietly meditating within the Grade Two super saiyan form.
Viola sadly had to go to anger management classes, ah well. She should be here eventually.
"Alright, Class..." Our teacher lazily states. "Today we will be doing something else."
He flicks papers into the air, then suddenly they all shoot towards us.
"You'll be getting in groups of two based on combat ranking. Number one with number two, number three with number four, and so on."
I look to the ranking list.
It has changed a little since the first day of school... I quickly made myself go all the way up to rank seven, one of the kais beat Glace... so that means...
I look to a pink skinned girl with pointed ears, short reddish hair tied up into loose pigtails
She looks back at me with a small frown.
Then looks back to the front of the classroom.
"…"
"Don't just stand around! Group up!" The teacher snaps, causing me to let out a sigh and stand up. "Find your partner and go to the location on the damned papers!"
"…"
What a shit teacher.
A pink skinned girl stares blankly at my back as I look down at the piece of paper in my hands.
"What?" I ask, looking back with a half-lidded stare. "You've been staring at me for the past five minutes."
"Nothing." The girl states as she looks away with a quiet 'Hmph'.
"Do you have some sort of problem with me?" I deadpan.
"No. I do not." She responds in a slightly holier than thou attitude.
"Mhm." I hum. "If you want to say something, just say it."
She frowns and narrows her eyes. "You... perturb me."
"Pardon?" I blink.
"Don't think I don't know about you!" The girl growls. "I heard you and your friends speaking last year! They were afraid that they weren't going to get into the Conton Academy Grand Tournament... then the very next day every single saiyan in the class is a super saiyan?! All except you..."
She looks me up and down. "I don't know what you did... or what secret you are hiding, but I am going to find out!"
"Hm." I lowly hum. "Ok. Good luck with that."
I look around, we are currently stood within a large plaza, large time machines sit upon several raised platforms.
A Saiyan waves us over, causing the two of us to blink slowly.
It's a woman with spikey black hair, coal black eyes, and is wearing a sport's bra and long baggy Gi pants. A blue scouter sits over one of her eyes.
We slowly walk over to her.
"So. You are the two I have to take with me, hm?"
"What do you mean?" My suspicious- of me- partner asks.
"Did- did they not tell you?"
"Our teacher is fucking lazy." I deadpan. "He tossed out papers and practically said 'group up. Fuck off'."
"…"
"You got him this year... didn't you..." The woman sighs as she rubs her temples.
She shakes her head. "Well, I guess I should explain... today for your class you have been sent to a time patroller- me- to go on a simple mission to gain experience. Don't worry, I've picked out something really easy so we shouldn't run into anything too difficult for the two of you. I will be grading you throughout the mission, so please take this seriously."
'Did this psycho bitch just tempt murphy?'
Wairu nods her head. "Thank you for this opportunity I will not disappoint you."
"What's our mission?" I ask.
The saiyan smirks. "Hold your horses, little guy. Introductions first, then work."
She places a hand on her chest. "My name is Leek."
"I am Wairu." My partner smiles.
"Nion." I state.
"Well, Wairu, Nion... we are taking on ripple mission."
Wairu opens her mouth and takes a breath.
"A ripple mission is created when something changes in the main timeline, typically we must take care of the ripples before pulling out the source."
Wairu closes her mouth.
Leek scratches her chin. "How should I explain this..."
"Alright. Take this for an example. Have you read the cell sections of the history books?"
"I have." I nod.
"I have as well."
"So, imagine if Android nineteen and twenty managed to actually defeat goku and the rest of the z fighters... this is the root of the problem. Yet because they did this, they have caused ripples across the timelines, now the world is being ruled by dozens of androids, all of which must be dismantled before the original root is taken out."
"Why?" I ask.
"I... am not exactly sure." The time patroller shrugs with a sheepish smile. "This is just how Chronoa told us to do it."
She scratches her chin and lets out a low hum. "If I had to guess, it's because we actually collect supplies from these ripple timelines- which is what we will be doing today- to sustain Conton. Once the root is pulled, the ripple timelines disappear as well. But if we loot the ripples, we get to keep everything within. In this case, it would be mechanical parts to help repair our mechanical residents and for Capsule Corporation to create new marvels for us."
"Okay." I shrug.
"Now! As for what we will be doing today?" The saiyan grins, pausing for a moment to allow the suspense to build.
"Saibamen capsule collection." She states.
Wairu's smile falls briefly. "Seriously?"
"Yep!" Leek grins. "At least the resident Kaiware-champ doesn't seem all that displeased about this."
"A job's a job." I shrug.
"That's a good outlook to have!"
"Will we be getting paid?" I ask.
"In class credit." The Saiyan answers.
"Fuck."
The three of us slowly float down, a saiyan pod sits within a large crater, door open, two charred marks sit outside the crater.
"In this timeline, Raditz killed both Goku and Piccolo... then went on a rampage across the earth... he still is, actually... but his power level is so low that none of us need to worry about it."
'SHE DID IT AGAIN!'
Leek gestures to the pod. "There should be some saibamen capsules in there along with some saiba-growth serum... the serum is far more important than the saibamen. So be careful with it."
"Now..." She continues. "You two hold down the fort. I'll be back in just a moment."
She blasts off into the distance, breaking the sound barrier and ruffling both mine and Wairu's hair with the force of her flight.
"…"
I stop flying, allowing myself to fall the short thirty or so feet to the ground.
My Kai compatriot follows along.
I walk towards the open attack ball.
"Let's see here..." I lowly mutter.
I open the first compartment I can see, revealing a broken scouter.
The next compartment to see a folded suit of armor that looks like it would fit on a five year old.
I grab it and pull it out.
"Armor." I note, giving it a small stretch. "Stretchy saiyan armor."
I open a final compartment to see a plastic bottle with two halves, one part has dozens of small green capsules in it, and the other half has a blue-ish fluid in it.
"Found it." I state as I show it to Wairu.
"Hn." She hums disinterestedly.
I pause as I feel something make its way into my sensing range.
"Hn?"
Wairu turns around as well, so I assume she senses it as well.
"It looks like Raditz is coming back." I mutter as I slowly begin walking away from the attack ball.
"Do you want to hold these or should I?" I ask as I gesture to the saiba capsule.
"I'll take them." The girl scoffs as she swipes them from my hand.
I cross my arms and wait.
A man with extremely long hair bursts into view, I almost mistook him for Basaku, but... there are far more important things to take note of instead of 'hahahaha he looks like Basaku.'
His armor is shattered, eyes bloodshot, his body is bleeding profusely, blood drips from his forehead as he looks past us, he doesn't even seem like he sees us, eyes zeroing in on the attack ball behind us.
He lunges forwards as fast as he can, frankly extremely slow to us, he is almost moving in slow motion-
A blue hand grabs onto his shoulder.
"My my, you have my thanks for leading us here, searching this planet would have been annoying." A female voice hums. "But now you have outlived your... usefulness."
Raditz head is promptly cleaved off in a shower of gore, his headless body collapsing in a heap before us.
Wairu flinches back as I silently glare up at the person who just killed Raditz.
He has short, spikey white hair, blue skin, and red eyes, he has pointed ears. He wears a red suit with a black undershirt that has red buttons, the topmost one left unbuttoned, he has black trousers, red and black shoes, fingerless gloves, and a golden belt buckle with a broken infinity symbol upon it.
On his face is a frown, two black lines under each of his eyes, trailing down to his chin.
Floating on a staff up in the air, just behind him is a woman with white hair that goes down to her lower back, she has light blue skin, lighter than her compatriot's, she wears a lab coat with a black turtleneck underneath, she has latex red and black leggings and wears red high heels, a hand is raised to her mouth as she lets out a quiet laugh.
"Oh? What's this?" The woman asks. "A couple of children? A kai and a Saiyan?"
"Wairu. Get lost." I deadpan.
The woman looks down at us with a calculating expression before looking away with a scoff. "Tch. Just weaklings."
She looks to my companion then narrows her eyes.
"GET THE FUCK OUT OF HERE WAIRU." I snap over my shoulder.
"Is that any way to speak to a lady." The woman chastises. "Mira... if you would."
I whirl around to see the blue skinned man in front of me. I didn't even hear or feel him move.
His fist is cocked back, he swings it downwards as I power up.
I catch the blow with one hand, a crackling white aura surrounds me as my feet sink into the dirt.
"Oh?" I hear the woman ask. "Well, he's got quite a bit of power. In-ter-es-ting~"
Mira's leg smashes into my side faster than I can move to block it, I am launched to the left where I meet the side of the crater and bounce upwards off the natural ramped surface.
I twist through the air and swing a hand in front of me, creating a sharp arc of ki that shoots down towards my opponent.
It passes cleanly through him... but he fades a moment later. An afterimage.
A large hand grabs the back of my head, then the next thing I know my body is in agony, my face smashed into the dirt.
"He should pose a decent test for Mira I suppose." I hear the woman state. "This is how it is going to go, little girl."
"I just had Mira break every bone in his body. You are going to heal him... otherwise... he'll die. And you will shortly after that."
I hear sniffling as the pain begins to lessen, if it's because I'm leaving this mortal coil or she Is healing me I'm unsure...
"Good girl." I hear the woman hum, clarifying that it was the second.
I can see my kaioken mastery shooting upwards, my zenkai is apparently incredible.
"Now, Mira if you would." I hear the woman hum.
I feel his grip weaken, so immediately I spin around and smash a kick into his stomach, rocketing the six foot man away from me.
I slowly stand, wiping the blood around my mouth.
"Ah. A glorious zenkai! Your power has increased tenfold!"
"It has... and I'm about to show you why that was a mistake." I slowly state as I tilt my head back and forth, earning a satisfying crack in each direction.
"How cute... he as an iota of pride." The woman hums.
Mira stands up and brushes himself off, completely unscathed.
"I will smash it." The man declares, speaking for the first time since I saw him.
"I have a reason to be prideful." I state with narrowed eyes.
'These fucks just played right into my hands. As long as I interest Towa she'll allow me to live.'
I give a savage grin to Mira. "I can tell you are hiding quite a lot of power. So I don't know if this'll beat you... but I bet it'll surprise you."
"Kaioken times..."
The woman quirks and eyebrow.
"Twenty."
I blast forwards as a crackling red aura appears around my white one, Towa smiling as Mira blocks my punch with a single arm. "Well, well, you are full of surprises, aren't you."
"Forty."
My red aura begins to grow to ridiculous sizes, tearing violently into the surroundings- only to shrink rapidly as grab the raging aura and force it back around me.
Towa flinches.
My leg lashes out and strikes Mira in the chest, shooting him backwards like a bullet.
I let out a low hum as I observe my hand, red crackling aura nearly completely obscuring it from sight. "I see... looks like I've gotten the hang of times forty. I bet I could even combine it with super saiyan at this level!"
I look up to where Mira's body dug a trench through the earth.
The planet begins shaking as the demon scientist stares at me with wide eyes. "Times... forty?"
Mira reappears in front of me.
"Times fifty!"
I narrowly avoid his attack
A sword of ki appears in my grasp, a legitimate sword, not a hand blade.
I twist and slash upwards, but the blue demon steps out of range.
He narrows his eyes slightly. "Hm."
I lunge forwards and continue my attack, he blocks my spiral kick, I raise a single hand, but he just tilts his head around the point-blank wave that nearly took off his head.
I quickly grab the sword with both hands and slash downwards.
A scythe-like blade of ki appears at the tip of my tail as he blocks my sword slash with a forearm, ki forming around the limb.
A small cut appears on his cheek as my tail lashes around.
He flexes his arm, launching me away from him, I whirl around and with a single slash of my sword I send several darts of ki for him.
"HRAAGH!" He roars as a barrier appears around him, it absorbs the attack easily, barely cracking under the flurry of attacks, the landscape around him being absolutely riddled with holes about four inches wide.
"Times Sixty." I whisper.
I reappear before him and shear through the barrier with one slash, he punches the blade, narrowing his eyes slightly as his fingerless gloves gain a deep cut.
I flip around slashing thrice, but he blocks each attack with a punch of his own, suddenly he is on the offensive, I twist around a punch, tail blade arcing for his throat.
He powers up, shoving me away from him.
As I fly through the air, I hold out a hand and shoot a trio of distructo-disk-esque blasts at him.
He punches through each with easy as I land on one foot and blast forwards once more.
"Times Sixty Seven."
My speed increases as I lunge forwards, slashing upwards with all my might, ki crackles around the edge as I pump more and more power into my attack.
My attack actually connects, a sharp beam of power arcing across him from hip to shoulder.
His hand smashes into the side of my blade as I shift the ki construct to block, the blade shatters into motes of light as the fist continues into my chest, that punch alone wasn't enough to cause damage due to my timely block, but I am slid backwards, creating two large trenches in the crater.
"Times fifty." I whisper.
The man frowns down at his shirt, it now has a large cut in the front of it.
He is completely unscathed, though- wait! There is a small purple scratch on his chest!
He seems to notice it as well considering how his eyes narrow considerably.
Pieces of rubble begin to slowly rise as his fists clench, I feel as if the weight of the world crashes into me, his power... I-its suffocating! I haven't felt anything like this since the Imiteman! But it feels soooo much worse... back then, the gap between myself and the Imiteman felt at the very least manageable... this guy's power its absolutely monstrous... I'd never be able to deal with something like that... even if I went oozaru, he would kill me.
There's no chance of victory...
I doubt I'd even be able to touch that even if I pulled out the full potential of super saiyan god right here right now.
I get that they are the main villains to xenoverse but- why are they so powerful?!
Wairu faints behind me, and I don't blame her... I'm feeling light headed myself, it's getting hard to breathe.
"W-Well." The demon scientist begins, trying to hide her shock and to defuse the situation. "That is quite impressive power for someone at your age."
She gives me a small golf clap. "You have definitely impressed me~ but with that super saiyan three transformation happening on the other side of the planet... I suppose this is where we shall have to bid you adieu."
"I shall be watching you... boy." She states as she floats next to Mira.
There is a flicker of dark power, as Towa whips an item off the ground, quickly retracting the arc of black magic.
It's the saibamen capsule set.
"I hope you don't mind me taking these~" she smiles as she winks and blows a kiss.
There is shrill squeaking sound as a woman with extremely long hair appears next to me via instant transmission, I don't even see her move as she blasts across the crater towards the two demons, she just reappears over there...
The blue man raises a hand and blasts her point blank with a one-handed beam that splits the sky, the force actually causing the super saiyan three to cross her arms to block it.
She explodes out of the side of the beam and whirls around-
The two time breakers disappear before she can land a single blow, but her punch carves a trench of destruction that goes on for about a mile.
I fall to my knees, dropping out of both kaioken and Saiyan Beyond God.
I almost died...
AGAIN!
FOR THE THIRD TIME!
I let out a long breath, allowing myself to collapse.
"ARE YOU TWO ALRIGHT?!" The super saiyan three shrieks.
I stare blankly ahead.
Holy shit.
She flips me over, causing me to flinch and look around. "What?! What is it?!"
"Are you alright?!"
"I ALMOST DIED! TWICE!" I snarl. "I'M STILL VERY MUCH IN SHOCK! LET ME PROCESS THIS!"
I let out a long breath as I watch Leek- still within super saiyan three- warps over to Wairu and check on her, letting out a sigh of relieve as she is still breathing.
I sit up slowly.
And look around at the absolute carnage.
I suppress my power.
I'm going to hide this massive increase.
It would make my friends feel INCREDIBLY inadequate.
I stare ahead as my skill list floats into view.
Kaioken Level 134 (54.4%)
The kaioken, a technique developed by the North Kai to double the user's power, yet he could never master it. Goku got considerably closer, drawing out more power from the divine technique, yet who knows if he truly reached the Kaioken's full potential.
1: you may perform the Kaioken technique, your maximum 'Safe' level for the Kaioken is x67
(Maintainable Kaioken: x50)
5: The strain of the kaioken within your 'Safe' levels is 20% less.
10: Your Kaioken lasts 20% longer before you are hit by the backlash.
15: The strain of the kaioken within your 'Safe' levels is a further 40% less.
20: Your Kaioken lasts another 40% longer before you are hit by the backlash.
25: You may maintain any kaioken under a x2 with no strain to yourself at all.
30: The level of Kaioken you may 'maintain' is equal to 1/4 of your maximum 'safe' multiplier.
35: your Kaioken counts as if you had called out a number 1 higher no matter the output you call out without the strain or backlash increasing at all.
40: you may efficiently use Kaioken within a transformation, however, the strain is multiplied by the multiplier of the transformation.
45: the strain of using Kaioken within a transformation is reduced by 50%
50: The level of Kaioken you may 'maintain' is equal to 1/2 of your maximum 'safe' multiplier.
55: Within transformations with 'calm' power, such as Mastered Super Saiyan, the multiplier is treated as 1/2 as much as it normally is for how much strain the kaioken places on your body. (And perhaps even less for certain forms)
60: your mastery of Kaioken allows you to draw out more of its potential power without causing strain to yourself, it now counts as if you had called out a number 3 levels higher no matter the output you call out without the strain or backlash increasing at all. (This does not stack with Upgrade 35.)
65: Within transformations with 'calm' power, such as Mastered Super Saiyan, the multiplier is treated as 1/4 as much as it normally is for how much strain the kaioken places on your body. (And perhaps even less for certain forms)
70: the level of kaioken you may maintain is now 3/4 of your maximum 'safe' multiplier.
75: Kaioken may now be used in states which would normally cause you to lose focus, such as Ikari and a lower mastery super saiyan.
80: The kaioken skill is now uncapped. You will not gain perks every 5 levels, yet as the level of kaioken increases your total safe level of kaioken increases.
100: for 20 seconds a day, no matter the form or transformation, you may tap into kaioken equal to 1/5 your mastered amount for 20 seconds.
'jesus christ! What the fuck is this?!'
'ONE HUNDRED AND FUCKING THIRTY FOUR?!'
It was a saiyan saga technique... yet...
Dear god how much was that zenkai worth?!
I grin splits my face as I look down at my hand and clench my fist.
A zenkai gets you within spitting distance of whatever put you in that state if I recall correctly...
Now I could take on all of my friends... giving them a challenge even in my base form.
'How much energy does kaioken even require to level up now? How much was my zenkai?'
Those poor bastards have no clue what they did...
I wonder how much money I am going to get when I pull off a times fifty in the middle of the tournament at the end of the year... they'd have to pay me for figuring out how to improve the kaioken technique, right?
I slowly and shakily get to my feet; the time patroller has dropped out of super saiyan three and is now trying to rouse the unconscious kai.
I slowly walk over and look down at the girl.
I let out a quiet sigh.
She was bitchy... but she still did save my life.
I look to our care taker. "They were after the Saibamen capsules... they took them."
"I don't care about the saibamen capsules!" The woman snaps. "I'm just glad the two of you are okay!"
"I would have died if it wasn't for her." I state.
Leek pauses. "What?"
"She healed me... they broke every bone in my body just to give me a zenkai."
My power quickly flickers upwards then back down. "It worked... perhaps a little too well. But if she didn't heal me? I would be dead right now."
The time patroller bows her head. "I am so sorry for leaving you on your own."
"It's fine. Nobody died in the end..." I respond with a quiet sigh as I sit down.
"She should be fine." I state as I sit next to the kneeling saiyan. "She just fainted after experiencing the full monstrous power of that guy... can we go now?"
Leek reaches over and pats my head. "I- yeah... we can go... you did good work, Nion."
Well, Nion is fucking BROKEN now... but don't think for a minute that his power level is in any way decent. A majority of the legitimate time patrollers- even freshly graduated- range from like 80 million base power to in the billions (For the Frieza Races and such). Nion is by no means a big fish. fairly big for the school, sure, but people will start to catch up eventually. People in this universe train all the better when there is a legitimate goal in mind...
Like how Tien, Krillin, Chaotzu, and Yamcha all managed to go from absolute weaklings who couldn't hold a candle to pre-Raditz Goku- all the way to being able to take on Raditz in a 1v1 if they wished.
Now for Power Levels!
Nion (Pre Zenkai) Saiyan Beyond God: 1,140,340
Mira (Toying with Nion): 26,100,000
Mira: Unknown percentage of power: 515,000,000
Leek (Base Form) 260,554,000
Wairu: 421,450
Now it's time for the Guest Reviews:
Guest 001: Technically Grade 4 super saiyan is weaker than grade 2, it just removes the stamina drain of base super saiyan entirely. Good idea on the speed thing, that's actually a good idea.
Guest 002: Sometime, it's just a small break.
Yeet: Probabably not Ikari.
Guest 003: Finally someone sees the raw potential of his system. Some of that potential was shown in this chapter when his kaioken leveled up to ridiculous levels.
Keep in mind that this is a SAIYAN SAGA technique, and there are better options out there, that's why it was so quick to level up.
If Nion was attuned to SSG at most he would have only gained like 10 levels from that zenkai- at which point the same amount would only be like 3-4 levels. He wouldn't even have gotten anything interesting from those 10 levels. Just a slightly stronger 'Saiyan Beyond God' state... yet kaioken now costs about 3 times the power level to level up than level 1 SSG...
Guest 004: Potentially, but that's some naruto bullshit I really don't want to get into.
JustAFan123: it'll probably take a while for him to 1: sense outwards while in SBG, and 2: have Chronoa actually be there. As for the pairings? Honestly I'm undecided. So far I have three options, 1: A toxic one-sided relationship formed out of self interest, 2: a classmate 3: the seventy five million year old loli.
TheOnlyMax: Probabably not.
Guest 005: Yes. Eventually.
Well, here. Have another chapter! I hope you all enjoyed!