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Greetings, Reader(s). I dunno who'd read this but I apprentice you putting eyes on this baby of a story.

OKAY!

So - Welcome - The story is in it's starting stages and I hope that you willing to hope onto this crazy story.

And hopefully, folks like our main character.

The Red Saiyan, Chinger.

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Hmm; this will age well.


Age Of 725


Planet Vegeta - Chinger's Point Of View

... Here that they laid down in an Incubation Pods... Babies... WITH MONKEY TAILS!

So - Using my brain-cells from being a guy who grew up with an anime and manga...

Monkey Tails... Warrior... Monkey Tails... Warrior... Celleri... Chinger...

I am a Saiyan.

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That... Or I am fricken, alien, primate creature thing.

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Yeaaaaah - I'll go with Idea 1 for now.

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Yet I digress... Regardless of what I was... Here that I laid in one of those pods. It'd been 10 days since my... Birth... Yeaaaaah; I still don't know if I can process being BORN!

Biology is a fucking mysterious and a curse depending on how you experience it... But here was the thing about being whatever I was... I was developing quickly, very quickly.

My body felt so... Developed... Like... I was getting stronger and stronger with every moment... Growing more... I felt my sense - My sight, hearing, smell for example... I could feel things better for every moment. Perhaps it had to be the Incubation Pods that I was in... With the other toddlers.

Maybe this was the benefit of such things... This technology... I mean... Maybe it's just Saiyans' or weird alien ape creatures being monsters from birth... Well~ Evolutionary Badassary At It's Finest!

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Thinking of that however...

Being a baby at this moment... Sucked!

I had virtually nothing to do... Most of the time... Certain moments during the day, babies were taken out of the Incubation by some weirdos' in lab-coats. Often coming back and being placed away in the pods again after sometime... I haven't been taken however there were plenty of pods and I was amongst the manner.

So... There was really nothing to do... I tried to think about things... Mediate like a master... Yeah... Here is the thing... Mediating... IS ALOT HARDER THAN IT SEEMS!

It's not so easy like in the comic books or movies... Hell - Anime and Manga make it seem somewhat difficult but yeah.

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ATTEMPTING to clear your mind is difficult when your thoughts happen to always be cloud with bullshit and non-sense... Damn. You., Baby-Attention Span.

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But yeah... I... I am kinda...

Hm.

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It's been boring...

Kinda... Boring... Pretty Friggin' Boring.

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...

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Anything?

God or whatever - Will you give me anything?

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No?

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Well, Screw Off.

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Also Chinger is a stupid name... Even for a Saiyan... or perhaps an Alien, primate creature-monster baby-thing...

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Okay - I might have to double-down that I might actually be in the world of Dragon Ball at this point... If I am right... If not; I am a massive nerd.

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Who am I kidding, It's not like anyone is watching me.


1 Month - Chinger's Point Of View

Self-Diary

Self-Journal - My Days have increased... Without any negatives or incidents. I felt better and better - I was getting more mobile... I also could now start feeling my tail... Well, move my tail around 'effectively.'

Trust Me, you think that you'd know how your body works but it can throw you for a damn-loop... Going from no-tail to tail was a massive difference in terms of how you feel... In particular, my innate sense of balance felt off but I managed to adjust the difference quickly... To be honest, I blame being apart of a warrior race.

A side-note: those moment that the other toddlers were taken from the bodies... Welp, they happened to be for something... In particularly actually, today was going to be the day that I was picked up...

The lights in the chamber switched on and my eyes opened to see - Despite the incubation pod normally aiding or pushing the toddlers' to sleep somehow; I happened to be immune or resistance to such effects which my sight caught the tiniest of ports or vents within the pod that emitted some sort of gas.

"Yes... Voca's Boy." A voice came from source that I hadn't been able to see, it must've been some sort of scientist or doctor. Coming into view as my Incubation Pod opened up... I saw a pair of... Gloved hands had reached down and pick me up by my sides'. Lifting up with a huff, the person who was looking at me had been some sort of old Saiyan.

Full grey hairs coated his face in a styled-sense of facial hair whilst the hair atop of his head had been a variant of a slick back but spiky. Wearing a uniform akin to what you'd expect from... A solider?

Or atleast one that you'd expect from the Frieza's Forces. He'd been wearing black plate with brown like Raditz... But he wasn't Raditz, he seemed shorter and more stocky... Also, much, much older given the greys'?

My facial expressions tilted however at the name... Voca? Like... Shorten Avocado... Holden... How do Saiyan names work? Is there a difference between male and female names?

"Oh? You're a bright one, eh?... And Incubation Pod can't even keep you asleep?" What - My eyes' focused on the voice. It was a rich one - Well-seasoned to be blunt like It has been spoke much but little at the same time. Every word hung on this guys' lips.

"General. Iceber - Sir, You cannot be within the Incubation Chamber!" A voice shouted off from the side which was SO LOUD!

Fresh Ears Suck!

My face grimacing in the pain as my head tilted to the side as a way to muffle it but it didn't work!

Even reaching up and putting my hands on ears didn't help!

"Hush, Whelp. None Less The King May Command Me." A firmness had caused the shoutie to shut their mouth with a muffled gulp where I turned over to see who it was... It was... Another Saiyan?

I saw the monkey-tail behind them which swiftly wrapped around their waist... They were also on the slender side and... Wearing a doctor's gown... Wait, what... Aren't Saiyans' a warrior race? Why the hell is thi-

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You know what... Question things, you will either get slapped or humbled.

I doesn't matter what it is... But I focus on the guy who was holding me.

General. Iceber - He had... An interesting appearance... Also General?

That was something... But what the heck is this guy doing around me?

Also - Who is Voca?

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Was it that Big Lady who was holding me or was she just big cause I am a baby.

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Or was that my Dad?

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Any way, where's my Dad anyway?

Don't tell me he went to go get 'milk' and never came back? Hehe... Okay, absent father jokes aside... Can this guy put me down?!

"Is the boy to be tested today, Sabi?" The General asked whilst putting me down within the Pod once more which I shuffled about in my spot. Made a good spot, too. It's cozy and nice and... Okay; I can't justify it but It's my spot, damn it!

"Y-Yes, Sir... He's amongst the number for Generalized Testing." This 'Sabi' fellow was male but more wiry in tone as he was lacking in presence. Well, it would seem that the difference from 'regular' Saiyan and 'warrior' Saiyan was apparent... He seemed very... Human in comparison... It was like comparing your average joe to a top-class athlete or soldier in terms of body type and overall size.

"Good. Inform me of his Battle Power when ready." Battle Power? Is that Power Level? Or Levels... Wait, Why not just do it now? WAIT.

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Where's the old-man's Scouter?

Where is this 'General. Iceber' character's Scouter or some shite... N-No... Don't tell me... Am I... Not in the right time?

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Hold On.

W-What Year is it?

So wait... Am I Goku?

... Or Vegeta?

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Don't tell me that I'm the same age as Nappa!

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IF I LIVE LONG ENOUGH, I DON'T WANNA BE A BALDING MINON!

GOD'S DAMN IT!

"...Scary." Oh... Right, Sabi or whatever their name was... It didn't matter to me... Guy just looked plain funny in comparison.

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Oh shit... I probably should've watch alot of the newer stuff for Dragon Ball...

The smaller and 'weird-looking' Saiyan came over to me and peered into my Incubation Pod with a slight-droplet of sweat on the side of his face as he looked me... Before sighing to himself in an unnerving way.

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We-ir-do.

Plain and simple.


Third Person Point Of View


As expected - The Saiyan Birthing Facility was always busy. After all, the Saiyans' held greater benefits than many other races within the wide-spread universe. One being their abilities to reproduce and refuel their numbers, often or 'strengthen' the great Saiyan as some took to the concept with great-gutso.

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That was more of the lower-class which the higher-class held a more 'noble' approach to it. Regardless of what the purpose or event, Saiyan children were born and kept her. Saiyans' typically didn't spend much with their flesh and blood unless they were of the highest caliber... Hell - Plenty of female warriors' openly ask when they could resume missions whilst in labor.

A tough sort.

But Saiyans' children were always being watch and monitored to see what sort of developments in their growth. It was endorsed by the New King; he was in a way smarter than his brute of predecessor yet retain just as much strength... A good trade in the sights' of the Saiyan army... After Join the likes of the Planet Trade Organization was profitable... Despite Lord Cold's Son.

Advancements in technology were passed as outdated tools to the Saiyans despite being amidst the plenty whom were sent on hundreds upon hundreds of missions in comparison to other forces.

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Even willing to dub the organization the 'Frieza Force' or atleast what the young Frost Demon held rulership over... Egotistical Fiend He Was.

Within the Facility, around a dozen or so rooms contain numerous Saiyan toddlers. All of whom were being moved from corridors' after time as a way to both monitor the developing youths' growth.

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After all; Saiyans' grow stronger after time... Most certainly within the chambers given the unqiue Incubation Chambers that allowed for a smoother adjustments... Or atleast, the likes of the lower-class children against the naturally intense weight of Planet Vegeta.

But today was an occasion - Over time, the children were being monitored and even tested for their physical characteristics. Some children held more unqiue traits that need to be examine... And amongst the many...

Chinger.

One of rare kind. Born Of An Elite & Third Class Coupling... Something of a rarity... Even amongst Rarity - Especially the woman, a natural-born Third Class Warrior who was expectational warrior... But had also managed to ascend to the strengths of a Second Class in swiftly!

Voca - A titan of woman who was a powerhouse physically... But only matched by her temporary partner.

Onnio - An elite who has come from long-line of powerful warrior Saiyans - Elite Class.

Their meeting was swift; a mission that involved two different squadrons... Passion was swift between the two as well... but the result happened to be this child. A male baby whose traits were some what... Primitive... However he was exceptional gifted... Atleast... Physically.

The Saiyan youth's Battle Power was yet to be checked but his birthing group held plenty of Elite-Class Births... Perhaps he may be amongst such numbers. Afterall, the whelp was born under a full-moon, a grand sign and symbol of good-luck in Saiyan Myth... It also occured that plenty of greaty Saiyan Warriors had been born under such Full Moons in the past.

The Head Scientist & Doctor Tasked With Observation, Growth And Development had been an old Saiyan woman; having lived her times' on the battlefields' but her mind was so, so much more than the likes' of her comrades but she'd always held a nature of a comforting rather than stoic or blood-thirsty in comparison to other Saiyans. An ideal fit for overseeing the next generation - Her name?

"Mrs. Zucchi! Chamber #7 has reached the finalized Incubation Period!" A voice shouted out within a large office-like room where another came out. "Mrs. Zuuchi, the recorded Battle-Powers of Chamber #4-1 Babes is listed within this kiosk." All of it spun around busying bodies' and shuffling feet tapping on polished, sparkling white floors beneath them which large panels revealing information according to this high-quality yet alien technology could provide... Or much more high-tech in comparison to the likes' of Earth.

Behind it all - A woman with short, spiky locks of greying hair. Her face starting to take on the wrinkles from age yet her body was still as fit as fiddle... If anything; she was more akin to a skeleton than someone who was innately lean. Like others; she wore uniforms of one cold expect from a scientist however she donned a chest-piece similar to the armor of Soldiers from before. It held some bulkiness to it in comparison to the sleeker designs of the newer age.

"ENOUGH!" A swift shout quelled some of the demands for her attention as the woman came to rubbed her temple in annoyance as a tick-mark formed on her forehead, cocking her head to the side and speak up with a coarse sounding voice for a lady which the female Saiyan said...

"You all can do somethings for yourselves!" Barking up towards the scientist around her which some of those underneath her nods or quickened "Yes, Ma'am!" only to sigh to herself. 'Of all of the things, being around all of these pansies as my retirement wasn't what I had in mind!' A firm scowl appearing on her naturally-soft facial features however all Saiyans could occur one mean glare at a moments' notice.

Looking after Saiyan Children was Zucchi's idea of fun... Her own 'spawn' left an impression during their younger years... Even Triplets would take it out of a Saiyan woman but she digresses where the numerous Scientist were working away at hundreds of things.

Babies required constant attention - Afterall, this was the future generation of workers and warriors. Both vital to Planet Vegeta's future as was the previous.

"Hm... Oooooo~, Interesting." Looking at one of the panels which held a digital display which the lady grinned to herself for one reason.

Writing in the Saiyan Language - A script of harsh, squared or lines connected into forming symbols from ancient times was listed closely together.

It read out...

'Chamber #2-7'

Zucchi remember - Several Elites' offspring were placed into this chamber for Incubation... But she remembered that one amongst seemed to have been born under a Full Moon... Always a sign of good-luck however that particular babe showed some primordial traits unlike the others'.


Moments Later On


"Enough crying, Shalot." Looking over an Incubation Pod as Scientist lifted up a crying baby-boy who was being placed back as they sighed tiredly which they looked down at a tablet-sized pad which their gloved hands poked about as if to mark something off... But looking over, they noticed the likes of Pod near this one.

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'Great, It's the Prodigal One.' They thought and came ov-

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The baby was staring at them... Didn't... Aren't the Incubation Pods supposed to encourage or endorse sleep within the children however this one... Awake and alert... Very, Very Alert which those eyes' were now examining them like a predator... Saiyans' developed fast but this one was... Mature?

Personality-wise, perhaps and this fast?

Looks like this boy was a quick-bloomer by Saiyan standards.

Gulping to themselves - The scientist reached down and lifted up the child who was heavier than he looked... Wait... His hair was... Really, really brown... Almost red... And his tail was the same... Or actually; was it a bit red to speak of it.

"Oooh~?" The infant tilted to their head to look at the scientist with a curious look and open mouth; a naturally-harden expression gave them a more mature face but those expressions' were very child-like.

"Well - It is time for your test, Chinger. *Hmph* Up You Go." Adjusting their hold, they brought the child along as they exited Chamber #2-7 with this baby-boy in tow.

Unknowingly to the infant Saiyan; her prehensile-like tail sway even when a blanket-like-cloth was wrapping him up in it to keep him warm in comparison to the normally cool environment.


Point Of View Change - Chinger

Hold On... Looking at this scientist-looking person... Okay - I actually cannot tell if they were a guy or a gal... Hm; clothes are a wonderous thing but they also had super short hair... Like a buzz-cut which has grown out a tiny bit to provide the spikiness of a Saiyan's usual hair-texture/structure plus those weird googles.

Whatever - They seemed to be nervous around me but they brought over to a place that I have never seen before... Actually - I haven't seen much aside for a handful of people but still... New places.

It looked like... An examination room or something of the like which all kinds of high-tech stuff around!

Sort of Cool!

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But... Was I being examined?

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Yet a sparkle appeared within the corner of my eyes for a moment that made my eyes' wince from the odd source of light only to see something... Weird.

[System Update & Download Completed]

[Initiate 'The Warrior' System To User Code: #C100232-06]

Wait... What?

'The Warrior?'

System?

What is all of this?

The sparkle was converted into something of a screen, numerous icons and the like suddenly began to appear within range.

In particular - It showed... Pie-Charts?

As if they held varying statics alongside labels?

[The Warrior Chart]

{Strength: C | Agility: C | Vitality: B | Intelligence: D- | Wisdom: C- | Charisma: B-}

{Potential: Medium To Extremely High Threshold}

{Battle Power: Extremely-Low To Low}

{Perk Allowance: 5}

Behind the image of this diagram... It showed it...

Son-Fuckin'-Goku - Smiling at me with grin and a thumbs-up in the classic orange gi... Was... Was diagram supposed to represent him?

I mean... It seemed... Somewhat balance aside from Intelligence being the lowest however nothing was below the likes of a D-.

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But there were pluses and minuses as well... So there had been... to the sides of the Chart.

So... There were other choices... So... That was good... As good as Goku is... No Universe should ever have TWO Gokus'.

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What were even the other options?

[The Successor Chart]

{Strength: D- | Agility: C- | Vitality: D+ | Intelligence: A- | Wisdom: B+ | Charisma: C+}

{Potential: High Threshold}

{Battle Power: Low To Medium}

{Perk Allowance: 7}

Holy Shit! That was a massive differe-

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Okay - That's an image of Son-Gohan...

Also in all of his relative phases from Kid To Teen to Adult... And nothing after that... Yeah, He should be much

But thing was... The physical stuff like... So crappy in comparison but the more mental things were... Exceptionally Intelligence!

An A- in comparison to a fricken D... This seemed extremely focused however... I have more options where I reached out with my little hand to tap something to scroll.

[The Royal Chart]

{Strength: B- | Agility: B- | Vitality: A- | Intelligence: B | Wisdom: B- | Charisma: F-}

{Potential: Medium To Extremely High Threshold}

{Battle Power: High}

{Perk Allowance: 1}

Royal?

I'm not a Ro-

Wait... Royal... Powerful... Overall - Low Charisma... Who was a douchebag that was strong when he was revealed...

Prince. Vegeta.

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As tempting as this was... Perhaps... I should check... I mean... Charisma is a F- - That is kind of off-putting... Perhaps there was rankings of the pluses and minuses... Wait... Does the Minus look abit weirder than normal... Oh... Oh boy...

I got to see everything because this'll effect alot of things.

[The Traveler Chart]

{Strength: C- | Agility: C | Vitality: B- | Intelligence: B+ | Wisdom: E+ | Charisma: C+}

{Potential: Low To High Threshold}

{Battle Power: Extremely-Low to Medium}

{Perk Allowance: 2}

So... This one looked like it was all-across the board... Strange?

But Traveler reminds me of something - Perhaps it had to be... The one and only; Trunks?

Time-Traveler Hero.

Still liked that guy; he was that boy... But... Maybe; I mean - It wasn't as bad as some of the other charts... Buuuuut~

There are plenty of options... I hope so where I tapped the pointer for the next.

[The Soldier Chart]

{Strength: A- | Agility: B+ | Vitality: F | Intelligence: B | Wisdom: B- | Charisma: E}

{Potential: Medium To High Threshold}

{Battle Power: Extremely-Low to Low}

{Perk Allowance: 4}

Soldier and Whoa - This was a Glass-Cannon~ Like - Breaks easily...

Wait a minute? Soldier? Whoa was that?

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Looks like Goku... But more Ta-

Oh God, That's Bardock. Welp - If you are gonna hit like a truck... You do with one-chance or you gonna get smacked in one hit... And have future sight... Which really, really sucked.

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Also have two kids... And ignore both of them.

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Why did I think that?

... Next.

[The Brute Chart]

{Strength: A | Agility: C- | Vitality: C | Intelligence: C- | Wisdom: C | Charisma: C+}

{Potential: Extremely Low}

{Battle Power: Medium}

{Perk Allowance: 3}

Brute? That was a name! I lik-

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Why do I see Raditz and Nappa standing back to back like badasses?!

THEY FUCKIN' SUCK SHIT!

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Also alot of potential mi-

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Shit.

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WHY EVEN PICK THAT CHART?!

Screw this!

[The Soldier (EX) Chart]

{Strength: B | Agility: A- | Vitality: C- | Intelligence: B | Wisdom: B- | Charisma: E }

{Potential: Medium To Medium-High Threshold}

{Battle Power: Extremely-Low to Low}

{Perk Allowance: 4}

EX?

I mean... What did that mean? Wait... The character?

It looked like Bardock... But different?

Why was his armor looking so damn wack?

And... Better? Or was it a different drawing-style... Very, Very Detailed.

...

Maybe?

[The Crusher Chart]

{Strength: C+ | Agility: B- | Vitality: E+ | Intelligence: B | Wisdom: F- | Charisma: A-}

{Potential: Medium Threshold}

{Battle Power: Low to Medium}

{Perk Allowance: 3}

Crusher... Crusher... Is that supposed to be Turles?

Like... Very Non-Canon Character Goku-Looking Turles - From a Movie... Evil Goku... The Original Kakarot-Looking Bastard.

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Welllll... Shit.

Maybe... Being a someone with a brain would be nice as shit.

[The Legend Chart]

{Strength: B | Agility: B | Vitality: A | Intelligence: E | Wisdom: F- | Charisma: C-}

{Potential: Extremely High Threshold}

{Battle Power: Extremely High}

{Perk Allowance: 0}

WHOA! WHOA! WHOA!

Look at that!

Physical stats are nice! Vitality is massive as we-

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Why is the mental side so awful... And no perks.. And... Why is everything extreme?

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Okay... This might need some thoughts and such going on.

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WHO IS BIG MOTHERFU-

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BROLY.

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Yeeeeah... Potentially being insane might not be... The best thing... And powerful... And getting killed by a Deus Ex Machina... OR BEING STABBED... SOON!

[The Legend (EX) Chart]

{Strength: C+ | Agility: C | Vitality: C | Intelligence: F- | Wisdom: F- | Charisma: C-}

{Potential: Low To Extremely High Threshold}

{Battle Power: High To Extremely High}

{Perk Allowance: 10}

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Okay - Who is that?!

Why does that guy look like Broly?!

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Is that also a girl?!

Is that female Saiyan... WHO IS A SUPER SAIYAN?! LIKE THE LEGENDARY SUPER SAIYAN?!

WHAT THE SHIT?!

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Hmmmmm.

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...

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Oh No... There were so many choices.

What are the Perks?

What does Battle Power Mean?

What do these 'Stats' actually mean?

Are Numbers better than Letters?

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This can actually go fu-


A Saiyan's Rise

By Nightmare Guy.