Schools over!
I'm not actually that happy about that. Life's gonna be a bit boring and dull over the summer. One of the reasons I actually enjoy going to school I guess.
Now, one thing I must address is the end of this story. I don't mean I'm quitting the story itself. No, I mean that the current "arc" or "part" is coming to an end, probably in the next 7 or so chapters. After that, I'll post the second story, but I will be taking a little break before I do. If you have read the chapter for ROTB before this one, then you'll know what I'm talking about. For the rest of you, however, I plan to finish this whole story, both parts, by the end of 2021. That's about two and a half years from now.
My main thing I want to say is actually a request. I want someone I can consult for the second part of this story and my ideas that I plan to implement. You see, I have a basic idea of what I want, but I need another perspective on it. However, since it is drawing near, it's something I really need. Since I'm going to take a break, I'm probably going to be having less than that 2 and ½ years though. Probably around 1 ¾ to get the second story finished and 6 for this one with a two month break.
If anyone is interested in being consulted for the second part, please PM me.
Since no one voted anything, which is great, I have to go with the original plan. It's going to be hard because a lot of science will occur here in the next several chapters, whether it be physics, chemistry, or biology. While I do go to high extents in research, I'm still 15 and my education in all of those fields is limited for what I want to do and it's not easy to find something so complicated and specific just laying there. To actually get that knowledge, I'd have to dedicate several dozen hours, which is way to much work for a small part of this story. If anyone here has a high amount of knowledge in any of those fields and would like to suggest ideas or to show mistakes, I would love your help, please and thank you. That said, there are moments where I have to disregard real-life science and I really hope I don't contradict myself. For example, I'm discarding the occurrence of Time Dilation here.
An example of my knowledge will be shown later in this chapter where I go into the strength behind a specific family. I found a lot of their fan lore online and as to not spoil, I'll put where I got it at the end. Anyways, I used parts of that lore, modified of course, and applied a few biology lessons I learned from my Biology teacher. I know that what I have is not complete and I don't know by how much. Biology isn't my field of main interest, Physics is and while I have begun to enjoy it thanks to my teacher, I have not dedicated my time to it as much as physics.
In this story, we are several hundred years ahead of IRL and their will be new theories that I make up for the purpose of the story, such as the above one.
With that being said, let's continue the story.
Negative energy struck at the machine, the force throwing them in an unplanned route.
"Damnit!" Satsuki swore as they were thrown out of the wormhole into the darkness of space.
Piccolo had been quiet—time travel and the physics of the universe clearly not in his field of expertise—but his frustrations were clear.
Now, he finally decided to speak.
"Satsuki, what went wrong, why, and what are the consequences!" he spoke fast, not really believing them to have the time to wait around, a strange thought when they were able to traverse through time.
"Shut up!" Satsuki shouted, her teeth gritted as she tried to stabilize the ship. "Read mind." she finished.
"Computer, reroute power to safety protocols. Time exit further than 770."
"Voice recognized. Proceeding with safety exit." the computers monotonous rang throughout the small vehicle.
Satsuki continued on with her own procedures, making sure to shut down all unnecessary parts and protecting the energy source from being further exposed to the negative energy. The energy interaction was an unknown factor and she wasn't going to risk it.
Piccolo decided to stay quiet, knowing that he was incapable of doing anything to help her. The Namekian was an intelligent being, but he left academics and science to Bulma, Gohan, Satsuki, and Naruto.
Seeing another blast of dark black energy coming towards the ship, Piccolo used his KI to deflect it—ineffective as it simply destroyed the multilayered barrier—but it gave the ravenette enough time to narrowly avoid the blast.
Satsuki felt the computer take control and allowed it to shift them to the edge of the Tipler Cylinder, exiting out of a void of colors as a dark blast of negative energy touched their device at the exit point.
"No!" the woman shouted as her eyes dilated and her body tensed.
The hole closed quickly, but it allowed them to exit from the narrowest gap, the shell of the device.
Their escape vortex was dark as it opened up in space, going directly for the red planet at speeds exceeding light speed.
"Piccolo, try to slow the ship."
The request was quickly followed as they used their energy to push in the opposite direction of the ship. They couldn't afford to lose the ship right now. It contained precious data that they would need to use to get back to their own timeline.
Piccolo began to use his telekinesis, holding the ship in the air, battling against the momentum the ship had built up.
He was assisted by the pushing of Satsuki—she had gone to the front of the ship and pushed in the opposite direction of the ship.
As the red surface of the unknown planet came closer, the ship began to slow down, thanks to the combined efforts of the Namekian and Demi-Saiyan.
About a kilometer before the ship came into contact with the surface, it was stopped and slowly set to the ground.
The ravenette analyzed the device, inspecting both the inside and the outside.
"The damage is mostly superficial. The negative energy was redirected and only gave us more momentum. The insides aren't damaged, aside from the crystal. It got cracked. We can't fly this thing now."
"Damn. Do you know where we are?" the green-skinned giant asked, sitting down on top of the time machine.
"No. I should check with the computer. It has a UPS and with all the diplomating that Yamcha and Tien have done during the past 7 years, we should be able to pinpoint our location and see if we can reach any organism-containing, hospitable planet near us."
The ravenette turned around to open to large holographic map of the universe. After the Cell Games, Gohan and Bulma has become the de-facto leaders of the Z-fighters and they had decided to take the offensive on any invasive species coming towards Earth.
They had lined the outer Earth atmosphere with satellites whose purpose was to provide a barrier to the planet Earth—a one way exit point without letting entry unless it had previously left the field in which case, it would get one free entry point before that was terminated—a way for the rest of the earthlings to explore the outer reaches of their solar system.
Along with that, Gohan had come up with the idea of interplanetary alliances to allow for assistance in the case a war broke out on their planet against another while extending the same offer to the other planets. There was a trade agreement between the couple dozen planets that they had found within their galaxy with several hundred in the currently explored universe. Thankfully, the energy source for their vehicle allowed for faster than light travel. Otherwise, they would have been unable to even escape the galaxy, which would have taken thousands of years to do.
Yamcha and Tien had been the diplomats, much to the reluctance of the three-eyed man who had desired to stay back with Chiaotzu. Fortunately, the small emperor had convinced his best friend to go.
Bulma had not trusted the emotional Yamcha with the diplomatic actions of Earth, but he had the charisma to get the job done while Tien would keep an eye on him, his bodyguard of sorts. They had made a good pair and had led to the current Intergalactic Protection and Trade Alliance until they had reached all of the known planets in their small part of the traversable universe and came back to Earth about half a year earlier. Of course, Bulma and Gohan had also met them—Gohan's instant transmission had been very useful for that.
Satsuki zoomed into their current section, including the nearest hospitable and friendly planet, which seemed to be Khione, home of the Arcosians—the species that Frieza was a part of—which was around fifteen universal units away, which was around, translated to earth terms, about three hundred million kilometer.
"Computer, identify time period using Earth measurements," Satsuki stated and the reply was near instant.
The computer stated the year to be triple seven, allowing Satsuki to come to the conclusion that they were two years in the future.
"So two years? How far are we from Earth? Can you Instant Transmission both us and the machine there?" Piccolo asked, curious as to the range of the technique that warped time space.
"No. For one, we don't know the current situation on Earth and two, it would take eight years to gain the transmission of any source of information to reach us. If we teleport into Earth, the amount of KI we use would be instantly recognized by the KI scanners we have placed around the major countries. If Gero has taken over somehow, than he will find us and it isn't implausible that he will be able to beat us."
The girl wasn't arrogant enough to believe them infallible—that they would never lose and she lived with paranoia, one that caused her to have concern with the unpredictable future. There was a difference between having pride and being plainly stupid and arrogant.
"Damn. So we are near the Arcosians? How advanced are they?" Piccolo was well aware of the intergalactic alliance, but he had never bothered to learn about the culture and advancements made by the civilizations they had allied with.
He was a mentor to Dende—showing the teenage namekian how to use his powers, what the title granted him, as well as the responsibilities the deity had in the grand scheme of their universe—having been dragged into it through the Earthlings various struggles against their offenders.
However, he left the Namekian to his own studies on the various planets around them and the information that they had been provided.
"Enough. We can't let anyone know that we have a time machine. We need to fabricate a story so that we can use their parts to fix the damage. We also need to find a new power source, the energy disintegrated the damn thing," Satsuki stated, looking up towards the blue skies filled with the movement of several moons.
"And what's our plan after that?"
Satsuki tilted her head, thinking to herself.
"I don't know. We would need information on Earth. Can you contact King Kai?"
Satsuki soon learned that the distance between realms was the same despite the location in one realm.
As Piccolo locates and locked onto the blue-skinned deity's KI, Satsuki grabbed him by his shoulder.
The Namekian allowed her to access in mind, making sure that she also had a connection to their targeted location.
The ravenette felt the mental connection to the KI of the Kai, allowing her to us I.T to warp towards him.
The movement lived up to its namesake and they appeared right before the blue-skinned creature.
The surprised deity startled back in surprise, looking towards the two, confusion filling his features for a second before realization and recognition set in.
"Why are you two here?"
"Information on the Earth and its current conditions as well as any major events that happened," Piccolo stated. If the deity didn't provide information, it would allow them to conclude their win and go to Earth. If he did, they would know the situation.
King Kai opened his mouth and began to speak, providing them with information of what happened to Earth.
"You should go to Grand Kai's planet. Goku and Vegeta are training there at the moment."
"Tou-San?" Satsuki's voice rang out through the dense planet, interrupting the clash between the jet-black haired males.
The slightly shorter male turned, his furious eyes sweeping across the space, stopping as soon as it reached hers.
Flinching slightly at the harsh look that had been in his eyes when she called out to him, she breathed a little heavier.
"Satsuki?" The hoarse voice reverberated lightly across the expansive sky, reaching the ears of its owners eldest.
His lips pursed in confusion, surprised with the appearance of his daughter, someone he hadn't seen in two years.
His gaze studied her form, believing her to be another illusion in this hell that he had been forced to come to—the only saving grace being the allowance of the ruler of the other world to keep the bodies of each Saiyan that had perished in the battle against Gero.
That didn't placate the Saiyan King, his rage could only be contained by Kakarot after nearly three weeks of having gone to hell, releasing his frustrations on the bodies of the Cold family, Frieza was the one who had suffered the most.
His wrath had only grown when he discovered them and had nearly destroyed the realm of hell in his anger.
His eyes flashed as his mind traveled back—the memory perfectly clear.
I opened my eyes, cold anger flowing through my blood, allowing them to gaze upwards at the red-skinned deity.
Despite the haze falling on my mind, I controlled myself, a trait I had worked on—both for my power and my mentality in an attempt to grow.
My mouth opened and I allowed my neutral tone to carry through the corridor after he had finished with my sentence.
It appears that helping that pathetic Supreme Kai allows for the benefit of keeping your body in the after life permanently. I could feel my mouth quirk into a light smirk at the thought of the fear the so-called god held towards the power I possessed.
"Has anyone by the name of Bulma Briefs or Satsuki Briefs been allowed through in the past week?"
"Bulma Briefs was checked in two earth days ago. She is currently a spirit in heaven. Satsuki Briefs has not died yet," the neutral tone of the large ogre reached my ears and I allowed a chuckle at the ridiculous audacity this red skinned otherworlder possessed.
"Pardon?" my voice was low and soft, but I could see the fear that he had held in his shaking form from the venom it held.
"Satsuki Briefs has yet-" I interrupted the ballsy giant, demanding that he repeat his previous statement.
My mate, the queen of the proud Saiyan race, reduced to, in her afterlife, be a floating, non distinguishable floating white cloud of what is classified as a soul?
My daughter, the one I saw die as a large explosion occurred when she used that machine, was not dead?
While a normal explosion wouldn't kill her, Bulma had stated that the energy occurring from the explosion was negative energy—that physical contact would cause immediate disintegration.
This ogre's gal continued to surprise me—his reiteration of my mate's place as a spirit due to a lack of heroic deeds.
"Bulma Briefs is currently in heaven as a spirit-"
snap
The last thing I could see was the reflection off the red-skin's eyes. My own had lightened from their usual black pools into bright teal.
Then, my body and mind acted and I lost conscious.
When I woke up, I was on a large planet with the face of the only other full-blooded Saiyan left shoves into my vision.
As Kakarot explained that he knocked me out with a surprise attack, I stewed in my anger—largely enhanced by the memory of the words of the ogre.
I was able to remain conscious this time, but my body still reacted strongly and I quickly ascended past the legendary transformation of the proud Saiyan race that had been discovered by the clown in front of me.
My mind was set back, logic overcome by the raw emotions coursing through my veins.
It felt as though I was disconnected from my own body, able to see every event through my own eyes, yet my mind and body separated from each other.
Maybe that's why I could see this without the feeling of anger coursing through my body, yet still feel it in my head. Bulma called it depersonalization when I had told her of it a couple of years ago.
My vision was set back to a week ago, when I held the dead body of my mate. The woman who had saved my mind from the insanity that had nearly consumed me due to my death from Frieza. The woman who had helped me the most through the experiences I had suffered under the rule of the bastard.
It went further back to a previous time where I witnessed to explosion of the device that held the Namekian and my daughter, surrounded by the red flames—the black bursts of lightning swirling around it adding more to the chaos.
My mind, similar to this moment, had snapped under the anger and I had set out on a rampage, attempting to torture the abhorrent bastard who had killed my Bulma.
I could see my body fly down towards the deep pits of hell, looking for any ogre to beat up—a fitting punishment to the giant ogre who must learn his place in this realm.
My vision came across the red and blue forms of two ogres along with a cell.
A burst of speed came from my body, fully intending on killing them—it would deeply spite the fucker who had caused this—but I was dodged and my momentum continued towards the cell, breaking it open, the bars bending before shattering as my body that I was slowly regaining went through it.
My eyes focused again, the light daze from hitting the indestructible wall fading, and I saw Frieza.
Wait what? That ogre said that only those who were great heros or those who helped save their planets or more were allowed to keep their bodies.
My lips twisted upwards as I realized that I had the three members of the Cold Family in front of me. Cooler, Cold, and Frieza.
I concentrated my power and tensed my muscles. KI erupted around me in golden flames surrounded me, whirling around dangerously as it spit out light tips of gold.
I could see the fear blooming in the tyrants face—my face had twisted into a gleeful smirk.
The cold family could clearly see the sadism I was summoning from within.
I threw my hand forward and pierced it through eldest child of Cold—when I took it out and looked at it, the purple blood of the heartless creature was vaporized quickly.
A quick blast to the head instantly killed Cooler. My moment of joy was quickly interrupted by Cold, who took advantage of his son's death to quickly attack me.
I saw his mouth move and allowed myself to listen to them.
I would deeply enjoy breaking their spirits and their body, especially Frieza.
Kakarot thinks what Gohan did to that overgrown cricket was bad? If he could see what I was about to do next.
My light chuckles seemed to start the sentence that Cold cockily voiced.
"My my, Vegeta, it seems that you've grown some balls. Don't think that because you killed someone as weak as Cooler, that I will go down so easily."
When he finished speaking, I moved towards him, unseen by the arrogant mutant.
I turned around in the air, my hand flying out from the sides to backhand him into the wall that had previously contained them, forcing spider webs to form with his body in the center.
"Do you think you are strong?" I grabbed him by the horns, glaring up at him.
"You are weak!" The punch to his face left his nose broken and purple blood flowed.
"You are pathetic!" His knees were both hit, breaking them, the Arcosian's legs twisted unnaturally.
The scream of agony awoke a deep feeling in my chest. My arm felt lighter as I continued my assault.
Soon, his joints were broken—shattered to the point of no healing, his limbs flopping uselessly to his sides.
His eyes were dripping with fear and pain.
"No, please, just kill me." his pathetic stuttering brought me another sliver of pleasure, but it was nothing to what Frieza would give me.
Cold had done almost nothing to me except giving Frieza my planet.
"Your life is forfeit," I stated before blasting him into non-existence.
I slowly turned towards Frieza—the 'Supreme Lord of the Universe' had been frozen by my display of power—his shaking testified his fear and I took it gleefully.
I slowly walked towards him, a cruel smirk plastered on my face.
Frieza's leg shook as he stepped back in fear, trying to rush further from me.
My right arm went forward and grabbed the smaller creature by the head and squeezed down. Hard.
A scream of agony tore through the Arcosian's mouth, his voice hoarse—painful—as the head because to collapse in.
"I'm not done with you yet."
I dropped him into the ground, watching him scramble back quickly, trying to get away from me, forgetting his ability to fly.
The sound of bones cracking filled my ears as I looked down upon his red eyes mercilessly.
"For every time you forced your underlings to hurt me, I will break a bone. The average Arcosian has 289 bones. A Frost Demon has 304. 1 down." As I continued to break his bones, I remembered when I had begun my research on Frieza's race ever since he began to torture me. I had come across interesting information when I, along with Nappa and Raditz, had first gone to his home planet.
Frieza, along with his family, besides his brother, were mutants of the Arcosian Race, dubbed Frost Demons by the residents of Khiones.
"Members of Frieza's family are abnormally strong mutants with an abnormal level of cruelty. While the Arcosian Race has two genders, females and males, Frost Demons, as we refer to them, began from Chilled, the ruler of one of the three dynasties, renamed to Burr after his son, Prince Burr. For some reason, it seemed that Chilled didn't need a female to reproduce and we suspect that it is because he is a hybrid. However, due to this, it seems as though Frieza's family members have mutations that run rampant. Through research into anatomy, we have found many things different from a normal Icean. Two things that stand out the most is their cruelty and their unbelievable power. It is because of a smaller Lobe in their brain that is responsible for making judgements based on morality and kindness. It is far smaller than those of average. Their strength is factored to the cells their skeletal muscles are made of. It seems that their cells are able to absorb sunlight, similar to plants, allowing their cells to allow far more energy than normal, maybe dozens to hundreds of times. It also makes their muscles stronger due to this energy. Terrifying is it not?"
I had asked about Frieza and his family in hopes of information that I would be able to use it to my advantage. I learned many things about them and what makes them so strong. I also learned many of their weaknesses. Their mutations were not limited to their cruelty and strength either.
Evolution is a master manipulator, but it is not perfect. After all, the Supreme Kai's are in charge of all life across the universe as I had learned from my daughter who had began to, along with her mate and Gohan, study under the Kai is pursuit of knowledge, an obsession—shared by my wife—that I will never understand.
"The life of the Arcosian race had began when a demonic dragon had escaped from Makai and went on a mission of destruction, obliterating entire galaxies in his wake. The Supreme Kais challenged the monsters and were able to destroy it, but fragments of the demon still remained, and could not be destroyed. The Kais decided to bury the pieces on a wayward, lifeless snow planet at the very edge of the universe, knowing the monster's powers would spawn life. The Kais hoped that by mixing their own divine magics into the chunks of forgotten flesh, whatever creatures spawned from the planet would be benevolent and merciful. It obviously worked and I personally believe that when it was destroyed, the malevolent parts fused with the benevolents and became one. However, the benevolence overpowered the other side, which soon became dormant. It is likely that when Chilled was born as a hybrid, the other species traits laid foundation on which the benevolence was overpowered and malevolence came forth. Now, since they no longer had to reproduce with another member of their race, it stayed."
As I had learned from my mate, the reason incest was biologically a horrible decision was because genes could change, mutate, subtract, not activate, or several other occurrences. With the other partners genes however, those changes were mostly diluted due to the backup.
When people with the same genetics reproduced, the offsprings either died right away or gained the curse of horrible genetic bottlenecks. The same thing occurred to those born of asexual reproduction, such as the Frost Demons.
Namekians didn't suffer from this due to a lack of necessity of genetic diversity.
"265," I stated as I took his long tail and shattered the entire thing my slamming my leg into it.
All of the bones that weren't vital to his life had been broken. This was only the start of his pain. I once again took his tail and held it up to his eyes, broken yet meeting mine with a look of horror.
"Do you remember Frieza, what you did to me when I had my tail? Do you remember what you did with yours?" I asked as I remembered how my tail had been trained to resist pain.
The bastard and all of his underlings had played with my tail, squeezing at it, pulling it, all under the pretense of training while wearing sadistic grins.
Frieza himself had choked me with his tail while mocking me.
"Prince of all Saiyans? Don't be ridiculous. The only ruler here is me. Now heel!"
The KI burning around my hand gave Frieza another jolt of terror as he realized what I was going to do.
I began at the bottom of his tail, burning it off little by little, no blood due to it being instantly cauterized.
Another scream came through his mouth, along with purple blood due to his crushed ribs.
"This is my retribution. This is for every Saiyan you have ever destroyed. Now, perish in eternal damnation!" I threw him up by the arm and allowed a large blast of KI to gather at my hands.
"Galactic Crash!" Through my arms tore forth an enormous amount of energy, traveling straight for the Frost Demon.
It tore through the mutated Icean and went straight through the golden clouds that entered creatures into hell.
Moments after, I myself rushed through the clouds, heading straight for the station that the giant ogre lived in.
"V-Vegeta! W-What are you doing here?" the fool's stuttering caused me to scoff, adding to my rage.
"You lied. You stated that only those that were great heros were allowed to keep their bodies. Yet, here I am, having just finished killing the entire remains of Frieza's family."
"They were damned to hell and their punishment would be worthless without their bodies to experience it!" The ogre shouted.
I narrowed my eyes at him, flashing my aura into my eyes, causing them t have a golden tint.
Soon I left, too fast for them to follow, but the scream of pain that erupted from the ogre as he held his severed fingers brought a smile to my face.
I had left back to hell in an attempt to further release my frustrations.
Soon, I could see a valley, protected by two high rocky structures.
"WHY!" my anger rushed forth, as did my sorrow and grief. My tears cascades down my face as I continued to release my powers.
The realm of hell trembled from my power and soon, I could feel it rising to levels surpassing even the Super Saiyan 3 that Kakarot had achieved, yet not ascending to that level.
My scream died after several minutes and I fell down, leaving the realm of consciousness, exhausted from the use of my power as well as the mental and physical fatigue.
Vegeta's trembling hands softly landed on his daughter's cheek, still in shock from seeing someone he had believed to be dead and forever lost in the realm of death.
The ravenette looked sadly at her father, understanding the shock he was going through. After all, she had traveled two years into the future and that meant he hadn't seen her.
If the negative energy that had hit her was similar to her theory, it was possible that she was believed to be dead due to the destruction it would leave behind.
The girl wrapped her arm around her father glaring at the others to go away, knowing that her father hated showing affections to anyone and wouldn't want anyone to see it happening.
"What happened?" his question snapped the girl out of her thoughts and she looked at him.
"The time machine never failed. The negative energy probably made it look like the machine was destroyed, but it wasn't." her answer was quick, assuming what his question meant correctly.
"Dad? W-what happened?" she asked, knowing that the subject was a little sensitive for her father. "And where are the rest of us? Naru, Gohan, Trunks, Goten, mom-" the girl was interrupted by her father.
"Only 'great heros' are allowed to keep their bodies in the afterlife."
"Then what about Naru and Gohan?"
"'Those that commit suicide commit the greatest sin,'" Vegeta quoted the words of King Yemma.
"..and those that commit suicide can't keep their bodies…" the girl trailed off in shock, her eyes wide as she fell to her knees, only to be caught by her father.
"Naru?" her voiced trembled as she whispered her lovers name. "Not again…" her words trailed off as she began to tear up.
"How? How were they forced to commit suicide?"
"Gero's androids weren't all weak. There are seven more. Not as strong as I am now, but far stronger than we were before. They killed us all."
And we are finished with a cliffhanger!
A few things to address.
One of the things I mentioned in the upper A/N was the lore of a certain family and their power. I hope by now that you realized that I was talking about Frieza's family. I looked it up through two links on google. One was Frost Demons and the other one was Frieza's race, which I got to by using Frieza's Fanon page. Neither information belongs to me and I would like to give credit to the original creator.
I did modify some of the information that you will see if you compare the two so that it could fit my own needs. By now, if you haven't realized, I think it's obvious that Frieza will not be joining the Tournament of Power, if I even do it in the first place. And yes, that is a hint to future changes. After all, what could change to cause it to happen or not. Remember, Goku is different from canon, as are all Saiyans of universe 7.
The main reason I wanted to show so much emotion was to give a greater window into Vegeta and how his personality is. I don't know how to do a perfect Vegeta and I couldn't do him proper justice no matter how hard I try. However, I hope that I showed that he is still a Saiyan and how that, along with Frieza's influence, has shaped his personality to be like this, as well as the impact of Bulma and Satsuki into his life. It shows just how much love Vegeta has for his wife and daughter. I also wanted to show that due to early influences, that Vegeta has PTSD and that parts of that has been shown here.
The main purpose of this chapter was to, in the beginning, get information along with establishing something that I hope to use in the future in part 2, but I also added in Vegeta's development.
I added a few things that I know weren't the subtlest, but I placed it inside something heavy and made it brief as to make people ignore it, pardon the pun.
I really hope that all of you are able to read between the lines to see what is going to happen in the future.
I will give you a few hints. Take it as you will.
There is a reason I chose seven.
There is a reason why I've stated multiple times that Satsuki, Naruto, and Gohan want to make sure that their younger brothers don't enter the battle to save the world.
There is a reason why Vegeta and Goku are much stronger than before, and I will say it here through a subtle hint. I have watched parts of Super and I've also seen many of the memes, enough to know the entire plot line, but not the specific details. Now, this hint is "Kai"
There are your three hints. If you can properly place it together, then message me and I'll tell you if you got it.
Good luck!
UPS stands for Universal Positioning System. You know, like a GPS (Global Positioning System).
I decided to add Chiaotzu as an emperor. In one of the DB movies, he was a emperor and I decided "why not? It could be useful in the future."
Just know that there will be times when I use terms that doesn't correspond with public terms. For example, teleportation is instantaneous in public eyes, but that's not true in physics.
As for all the contradictions on the time travel, remember that Bulma herself has never traveled through time, nor has she actually experienced negative energy. While math and theories can come close to reality, it isn't always correct.
Ps: No, that Arcosian Race part wasn't a rant. It was to give a little more insight into DB lore.