Dragonball: RPG X

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WARNING! READ PLEASE! This is the Chapter 1 repost of the sequel to RPG Rebirth, titled, RPG Xenoverse. That story is finished and can be read on my profile in its entirety.

However, after popular demand, I was asked to repost the entire RPG X story to the end of the original RPG Rebirth Series, so that the entire thing can be read straight through. So, here we go. Welcome, ladies and gentlemen. (If you have already reviewed on RPG X, feel free to copy/paste your review here, or, review all over again. Your reviews push me to go on, no matter what. Thank you so much for all that you've done for me! Once I am done editing, and reposting RPX to the newly named story...I will begin posting the fourth, and final book in Klls journey. Dragonball: RPG Remembrance.

Chapter 1: A whole new world...

I slept for a long time. Space pods are built for both function and comfort, which I'm quite thankful for. Trips within them can take a very long time, going from one side of the galaxy to another, and they came with a feature that I consider a practical requirement. Through some sort of quirk of sound, the pod was able to put you to sleep for a long time, effectively putting you in a coma after several days of listening to the drone. It was that drone that lulled me off to sleep on day three, and so I slept.

Months Later

"Wake up baby…" I heard, just barely breaking through to my sleeping mind.

It took me a few minutes to come to, the drone sleep still heavy in my mind, but once I did I was wide awake, more rested than I think I ever have been.

"We're almost to our new home. Take a look Kll…" She whispered, pointing out the large front glass.

Far far below us stretched out a green planet, covered in white fluffy clouds. We were rocketing towards it at breakneck speed, but the size of the planet was belied by the distance, and we were still quite far away. I looked back up at my mother, wishing I could control my body well enough to speak.

"Such a curious boy." She laughed. "It's uninhabited but has life. Animals, plants, trees, and water. We can live here safely. We're very far away from home...from Planet Vegeta. No one will find us, no one will ever know."

I turned back slightly to watch the planet approach, wondering how this life would work for me. With no longer being on Vegeta, several of my plans would need to be switched around. I couldn't very well befriend Sanna, Bara, or anyone else since I wouldn't be on the Strike Forces. However, from what Omega Porunga had said, and what I had learned in the Tournament, they didn't exactly need me there to survive. Bara would kill Cooler in about 15 years, with the help of Sanna.

'So where do I go from here?' I thought. 'I suppose the first goal is to increase my stats. I know Instant Transmission, but with barely any energy I'm not going anywhere.'

It would be a long journey, but I wasn't averse to that. My last two lives had ended much too early for my own tastes, and I was set on making it right in this life. Mike wouldn't know what hit him next time.

Age 772

"Kll!" I heard from a great distance. "Dinner is going to be ready in a moment!"

I glanced back towards our cabin, before concentrating on the night sky high above me once more. I had been at this for years, trying to pinpoint certain people or locations across the galaxy, but I simply wasn't there yet. I could sense my mother easily, and the few creatures this planet had that could generate energy, but it seemed I was still bound to this planet for the time being, which was a huge drag.

Let me tell you...being a kid sucked. Being an adult in a kids body trying to pretend I was a kid was even worse. I'd been practicing for nearly five years, and even I could tell my facade was flimsy at best. Using words I'd never heard spoken before, laughing at jokes or references I shouldn't understand at my age, a look in my eyes that belied that inside I was not a little boy. It was sad, really. I had long since come to love my new mother, perhaps just as much as I loved my first. To see the look in her eyes when I act out of character, the disappointment...the fear...It cut me deep.

For several years now I had considered telling her the truth, but each time I began to try, I couldn't find the words. There was no way to tell someone inside of a simulation that they were inside of a simulation. That the only real person is me, and that all others are constructs for me to interact with. Not only would I sound mad, but threatening at best. With a huff I turned away from the night sky, blasting off into the air towards the cabin. It was a relatively short flight, and a soft landing in the front garden had me pushing open the door to the well light inside very quickly.

"Hi Mom," I said, as I entered the one-room building.

"Kll, what took you so long? I called you several minutes ago." She said, looking over from the large pot she was stirring. "I hope you weren't too far away. You know I want you to stay close."

"I wasn't mom. Just out thinking." I explain, hopping into the little seat.

"Always thinking...what were you thinking about this time?" She asked, setting a crudely cut wooden bowl in front of me.

"When we're going to train next," I replied, before digging.

"I don't want to push you too hard Kll, I've told you before. I get it, you're so smart, and you're so strong already. Of course, you want to be more and more powerful, just like your father. Some Saiyan adults never even become as strong as you already are." She said, settling in with her own bowl. "I don't want to ruin what little childhood I've been able to give you."

"I know mom, I understand," I replied.

'Truth be told, she wasn't wrong.' I thought, studying her for a moment. 'Legendary Super Saiyan is absolute bullshit. I mean absolute bullshit. Starting with 50 battles was so far beyond OP that it wasn't fair to everyone else.'

I hadn't considered how hard it would be to build muscle and endurance as a child. I had thought I would max to 49 both before I was even three years old, but of course, the best-laid plans never last. I had managed to build 28 strength and 19 endurance. The lack of experience meant I hadn't leveled at all. The 50 battles, however, plus the small starting bonus to my energy modifier, and at five years old I was at 180,880 Power Level. I didn't break 100k until I was closer to twelve in my previous life.

"How about this...Tomorrow morning we can spar a bit, and see where you're at, alright?" She asked, smiling down at me.

"Yes! Thank you!" I replied.

The only experience I could get on this planet was from fighting her, and she didn't treat it seriously at all. I was barely getting any experience at all, and that was holding me back drastically. Hopefully tomorrow I could push her to take me seriously.

Next Day

It was almost noon when all of our daily chores were done, and we had a chance to spar. All the gardening, water collection, and prep for the day were done, leaving us free to do as we pleased. Thankfully my mother was a full-blooded Saiyan, so she felt the thrill of battle just as strong as I did.

"Alright Kll, show me what you've got!" She ordered. "I know you've been off training on your own. Has it helped at all?"

I flooded my body with power, my white green Aura sparking into existence around me. I settled down into the fighting stance she had taught me, ready for her to make the opening move. She studied me for a moment before her own Power Level jumped up to match my own. It wasn't a perfect match, but it showed my mother was capable of sensing energy in some sense.

'I'm guessing she'll be surprised regardless.' I thought, preparing myself.

She jumped forward, a kick meant to miss me by a hair rocketing past my defense, a follow-up jab crashing against my open palm as I block. I redirect as best I can, our size difference helping her much more than it helps me, pulling her forward and rising up for an attempted knee. She moves to block it, but I push another 30k power into my system, smashing through her defense and catching her right in the chin. It's not near enough to actually damage her, but it definitely causes some alarm in her motions as she turns up the heat.

'Yes, that's it!' I thought, as I just barely dodged a punch that cracked the ground beneath us.

Back and forth we went, me continually pushing more power into my system, forcing her to react in kind. I was nearing 120k when I saw an opening, a ball of blazing white energy forming in my palm as I push to max power level. A look of startled revelation crosses her face as I launch the attack, her own Power Level rocketing up and over my max, as a beam of energy from her mouth collides with the ball of power. I realize almost immediately that I've pushed too far, and try to use Instant Transmission to move out of the way, but I was completely out of practice with it. The combined attack slammed into my small form, washing me away in a blinding flash of light.

The Next, Next Day

I awoke to the normal icons telling me I was healed, quickly swiping them away. My body was wrapped in several layers of gauze-like material, my mother trying her best to heal me from what must have been a lot of damage.

"K-kll?" I heard whispered from the front door.

"Oh, hey mom," I reply lamely.

She quickly moves over to me, turning my head to face her, studying me. She begins pulling at the gauze, pulling more and more off of me, her motions getting more and more frantic.

"Mom, what are you doing?" I ask, only be ignored.

She continues pulling more and more off, till it all lay on the floor, and the bed, pooling in a bloody pile. I see it then, the fear, the loathing.

"How?" She asks, looking at me. "How is that possible? You were burnt nearly to a crisp. I nearly killed you! I-I-you!" She exclaimed, starting to sob, dropping to her knees.

"You were almost dead!" She sobbed, clutching her knees.

"Mom, it's okay, I" I start, reaching for her.

"No!" She exclaims, backing away from me. "That's not normal, none of that is normal! You are a five-year-old boy! You...you...What are you?!"

I'm startled by the question, silence filling the room broken only by her sobs.

"I'm the Legendary Super Saiyan," I reply, breaking the silence between us.

"W-what?" She asks, startled at my response, looking up at me.

"You've always wondered at my progress. How fast I've gained strength, how smart I am. That's the answer. I am not a normal Saiyan child." I explain at last. "I'm an anomaly, exiled from my homeworld by my father, the king."

"How could you possibly know that?" She asks, stunned. "How do you know that word!

"I was there. I remember everything from the day I was born." I reply. "I remember being pulled from my pod, held once by my father before we left Planet Vegeta never to return."

"H-how is this possible?" She whispered, not even looking at me.

"I'm sorry to hurt you like this mom. But you deserve to know the truth." I tell her, sitting back on the edge of the bed.

"You've never made sense to me...your power growing by leaps and bounds, the way you speak, the way you learn...the way you look at me sometimes." She replies, sniffling a bit.

"I am who I am. Your son." I tell her.

"I just wanted a normal little boy...Oh god, I'm sorry, I know how that sounds." She says, suddenly looking up at me.

"I don't blame you, mom. Me being born this way has ruined your life. I can't imagine what you've given up to keep me safe." I say, looking down at the floor between us. "I would leave if I could, so you didn't need to suffer anymore."

"What? Kll, no!" She exclaims, getting to her knees and shuffling over to me. "You're my son and I love you...I...I may not always understand you but that doesn't change that."

I don't say anything for a moment, just studying her for a bit. "Thank you. I'm sorry that I startled you. I'm sure my healing like that was a big surprise."

She nods, before saying, "Yes, but I'm glad you're healed. I was worried I may need to contact one of the local inhabited planets for help healing you."

"Do you understand why I've never been bothered trying to have a childhood?" I ask, wondering if I can turn this situation to my advantage.

She nods, before finally getting to her feet. "You want to be stronger, and apparently can heal at an extremely fast rate. You're feeling held back."

"A little, yes," I reply, nodding.

She nods as well, before smiling slightly. "Do you remember what your father said before we left?"

"I do. He said I could one day be the strongest of us all." I answer.

She smiles fully now, a fierce look on her face. "Let's prove him right, shall we?"

Age 774

Things moved quickly after that. With no reason to hold back, and my injuries healing every single day, my power grew quickly, leaps and bounds, leaps and bounds. Then too, as my power grew greater than hers, so too did her power grow. Not quite at my pace, but the synergy of two Saiyans, both with great potential, pushing each other to new heights, was a thing of true beauty. If changing the landscape just by powering up was beautiful to you, that is.

"Alright mom, let's do this!" I announce, flooding my body with power.

The ground for miles around me cracked, shattering, breaking down into dust that filled the air. After two years of hard work, I was approaching nine hundred thousand Power Level, and I still hadn't leveled up yet. My mother was lagging behind now by a good amount, but I was able to help push her forward easily enough. Opposite of me, her own light blue Aura flared, kicking up its own dust cloud. Almost immediately following, her fist was slamming into my crossed arms, knocking me back, but nowhere near out. I righted myself, boosting back into attack range, my hand grabbing ahold of her arm to pull her to me, a hard left slamming into her cheek to follow up.

It's interesting to note that hitting my mother with a punch that could crush stone didn't feel wrong to me anymore. It seemed that after so long being a Saiyan, a combined 18 years at this point, fighting was second nature. A blast of energy from her palm catches me slightly off guard, lifting me into the air and away from her. I sense her circling left, her kick crashing against my arm as I defend my head, returning with a hard punch to her gut, doubling her over. I try to follow up with another hard punch to her face, but she manages to rotate enough that I miss, opening my side for a jab that sends pain shooting through my body.

'Probably gonna piss blood all day till my kidney heals tonight.' I think, blocking a second side shot with my forearm.

I move, my left arm shooting out to again crash into her face, blood spurting from her broken nose, but she ignores it in favor of a kick that smashes across my face, knocking me to the ground. It goes to show that even though I was nearly twenty-five percent stronger than she was, her body size in comparison to my own meant her hits simply hit harder at times. It was of course at this moment that our peaceful lives would end.

"Stop!" I yelled, snapping my head high to the left.

Far far above, I could sense two high Power Levels breaking through the atmosphere, heading for the ground. Two energies that I was familiar with, and two energies that gave me real worry.

"Kll?" My mom asks, landing next to us.

"The Saiyans have found us, mom," I tell her, pointing towards the two pods that are just now small white dots glinting in the sun.

"Take the pod and run, Kll. I'll hold them off long enough for you to escape!" She orders, turning to face the oncoming threat.

"No, don't be dumb. Together we can hold them off." I tell her.

"Kll, please. I'm your mother, just do as I tell you." She pleads.

"Absolutely not. They would kill you, and I'm not going to let that happen." I reply, standing my ground.

She glares at me but knows she can't force me to do anything, and so we wait for the threat to reach us head-on. It only takes another minute before both pods crash into the ground a few miles away, and two figures rise from the craters, rotating till they are facing us, and heading our way. A moment later the two Saiyans land before us, before glancing at each other.

"I think that's them...Looks like you were right after all." The first one says, laughing. "The King will be pleased."

"I agree. Traitor, anomaly! At this moment you are wanted dead, or alive. If you come with us, you will face trial. If you resist, you will be killed! You have only one-" The second one starts, but I interrupt him.

"How did you find us?" I ask, studying them both.

"What? Our ships can sense energy. An uninhabited planet with two high Power Levels? That requires a looking in to." The second answers.

"Do you know who I am?" I ask, looking between them. "I am your prince, yet you come to my planet planning to kill me? Some places call that treason, which is punishable by death."

"Kll...shhh." My mom whispers, looking startled that I would speak to them at all.

"How dare you, scum!" The first yells. "You are nothing but a broken genetic freak! You dare pretend otherwise?"

The second one looks bothered by the firsts outburst but doesn't say anything in response.

"Fine, so be it. Bardock, Raditz, let's do this."

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