Don't Own Dbz, Only The Oc.

'thought'

"Speech"

"Speech through phones and Text via book, notes, or newspaper... when those are around..."

"Powerful Creatures Speaking"

(Mid Chapter Authors Notes)


I sit quietly in the time machine as our protector sits across from me, Wairu's head in her lap.

Leek lets out a sigh. "Damn it... I can't believe I left the two of you alone. That was idiotic."

She looks up. "At least you were strong enough to hold them off until I got there."

We fall into silence for a moment.

She smiles lightly. "So, super saiyan four, huh?"

"Huh?" I blink.

"You probably surprised them with that, right? I almost didn't believe it was you... I'm surprised someone at your age could manage a transformation like that."

'what the hell is she talking about?!'

"Er... yeah." I slowly blink.

"Can... you keep that a secret, though?"

"Hm?" She hums.

"Please?"

"…"

She scratches the back of her head. "I... need to make a report, Brat... I can't."

"Just say that they toyed with me long enough for you to arrive... that's exactly what happened."

She frowns at me, then lets out a sigh. "Fine... you probably have your reasons for hiding this, right?"

I slowly nod.

"Alright. I won't press." The woman sighs. "But I'm just going to say... you did good, Nion. Honestly."

I nod my head.

'I think all she saw was red when she instant transmissioned over and immediately assumed that it was super saiyan four... as kaioken is a 'weak technique' and 'could never be used to that capability' or some bullshit like that.'


I silently sit in the crevasse, boredly looking at my hands.

Leek had told me that she would cover everything regarding the two time breakers report wise... so I've been training. And, well, I don't think it's very cost effective to continue with Kaioken...

I would have normally seen SOME form of increase from my training, but so far it hasn't even increased a tenth of a percent...

The kaioken plus Saiyan Beyond God is enough to carry me along for now. With my current multiplier I am getting almost twice as much as a super saiyan three transformation would give me.

I should work on perfecting Super Saiyan God.

I can skip the earlier forms for now.

I might come back and grab super saiyan one through three, maybe pick up four if I feel like it... but the faster I get god, the faster my power spikes even more...

Super Saiyan God plus kaioken...

Delightfully devilish if I do say so myself.

If I could pull that off, maybe I'd even kick Mira's ass!

They seemed a little spooked about that time patroller as a super saiyan three... so they aren't god-level quite yet. And while super saiyan god might not have been enough to beat them... something potentially ten times as strong as god? I doubt even Mira could deal with that as he is now.

I force myself to my feet and let out a long sigh.

'welp. Back at it again I suppose.'

I stand up slowly

My power spikes as white aura appears around me, then it is practically tripled as I hold out a hand.

A barrage of ki blasts shoot towards the wall and freeze, only to quickly return to orbiting around my body.


I let out a yawn as I prop my head up with one hand.

"So how was your mission, Nion."

"Oh. It was fine... a little boring, though." I shrug.

I notice the pink haired kai sitting a couple levels down twitch, clearly listening in.

"Oh." Basaku frowns. "Viola and I had to steal a healing pod from frieza's ship!"

"We were forced to fight against the frieza force." Erito sighs.

"We beat up Vegeta and Nappa real good!" Note grins, causing Forte to frown.

Note looks over to her. "Oh! Sorry! He's your dad, right?"

"Technically." She states.

"I just had to collect Saibamen... from Raditz."

"Yeesh." Basaku sighs. "That sucks. I wish something interesting happened to you."

I notice the small kai's hands clench slowly. My general flippantness seems to be irking her mildly. Or perhaps Its because I'm shrugging off our potential deaths as 'nothing'.

"Yeah." I sigh. "Same. Looks like it'll be another boring year, yeah?"

"Probably. Beat sighs.

Class proceeds as usual, shit home room and math class, average other classes, sparring class with a teacher who actually seems to care, then it's time for Electives and for me to GET THE FUCK OUT OF THIS SOUL SUCKING HELLHOLE.

I grab my things slowly shoving them into my bag. "Well, I think I'm going to head out."

"See ya Nion."

"Bye."

"Have Fun Training."

I give my friends a wave as I suppress a yawn

I put my backpack over a shoulder and turn around, promptly exiting the classroom.

I begin walking to the front door of the school building.

"H-Hey!" I hear someone shout.

I turn to stare blankly at the twin tailed kai that I was forced to go on a mission with. "What?"

Wairu frowns and looks down at the ground "T-Teach me how to do the kaioken!"

"Why should I?" I state with a small frown. "Just learn it from someone who is legitimately certified to teach."

"But... you are the only person who has ever surpassed the twenty limit... y-you are the greatest Kaioken user in Conton."

"I'm not really seeing-" I begin, only for the kai to cut me off.

"a-and I saved your life! You owe me!"

"…"

'ah. Well. That's sort of fair. She allowed me to get an incredible zenkai'

"I will show you how to do the base form. Then I will give you advice on how to proceed. Past that you are on your own."

She flinches back. "Wh- really?"

"You did save my life; I won't deny that. Follow me. And if you do reveal that you at some point can hold any form of kaioken at all, do not say that you figured it out on your own, say that someone taught you how... someone who wants to say anonymous. I worked damn hard on that and it'd irk me to have all my credit stolen."


"The most important part of kaioken is energy control." I begin as I slowly walk around the pink skinned girl sitting in the lotus position. "You're probably good enough to pull off the basics of the basics, though."

"Gather your energy, take hold of it all." The kai's eyes are clenched shut.

"Now... I want you to take that energy and stretch it, allow it to explode across your body- but don't allow it to escape- like a flowing river circulating your body... then say these words. 'Kaioken Ten Percent'."

The girl tenses briefly. "Kaioken... Ten Percent?"

A red outline surrounds her, causing her eyes to snap open.

"Alright. You've done it." I continue as the red outline fades; the girl lets out several tired pants of exhaustion as she slumps over slightly.

"That is the most basic form of kaioken." I begin as I sit across from her.

"You can lower it more, one percent, half a percent, a tenth of a percent. But at your current mastery it isn't worth it... ten percent kaioken increases your power by roughly five percent. It's a lot easier to learn than the basic times one."

"I- I really did it?" The girl asks. "It seemed so..."

"Easy?" I ask.

Honestly it was... we have been out here for like... an hour.

She silent nods.

"Well that's because everyone is stupid but me." I continue on, she picked it up so quickly because I thought to myself. 'hey, this should streamline things a bit' and told her to start below one.

She gives me a half lidded stare.

"No, I'm actually serious. If people taught you how to do this elsewhere, they would have had you train for like... months or something because they'd tell you to go times one immediately. Can you imagine what it would be like to have ten times the strain you do now?"

Her eyes widen. "Everyone is stupid because NOBDOY THINKS THAT MAYBE THIS TECHNIQUE COULD BE USED IN PERCENTAGES AS WELL!"

"Also, the fact that nobody has tried to master it at lower levels, declaring it a 'dead technique' after they reach the supposed cap of twenty and moving onto something else like mystic or racial transformations."

I rub my temples. "Sorry, just venting my anger at Conton in general."

"Anyways, back to your training... once you get to a point where you are able to handle times fifteen or so... you should be ready to try and master kaioken times one... then you can slowly push it up to a five. As you push the multiplier to twenty, come find me if you meet the times twenty barrier, but you shouldn't."

"But if you do, I'd suggest that you add your strange kai strengthening magic on top of it. But I would start at like, less than half of your maximum kaioken multiplier... That should carry you quite far."

"I- Alright..." The girl slowly nods before bowing her head. "Thank you for teaching me."

"My debt is paid." I state as I cross my arms.

The kai looks down and frowns.

"I'll see you at school, Wairu." I wave as I turn and leave.


It's time! Ohoho! It's fucking TIME! My big debut to the world of Conton as more than just that kid who trained a really strong kaiwaremen!

The rest of the saiyans are practically vibrating with excitement.

This year past swiftly now that I think about it... I honestly just got into the daily grind.

Wake up, eat, go to school, train.

Most of the school year was boring...

I also cleared out all the kaiwareman tournaments... earning myself a good one hundred thousand zeni or so.

The Conton Academy grand tournament has arrived! I am going to KICK SOME ASS!

I've got a good strategy as well!

It's called... pull a Goku black from that one really cool animated 'What if'.

Man... I'm taking a lot from Goku black now that I think about it...

Ah well. Fuck that dude. I'm doing it first.

"The brackets have been decided!"

The crowd's attention is brought up to the jumbotrons as a list begins to slowly scroll.

Fight 7:

Second Year #7, Nion Vs Third Year #3, Treble.

I narrow my eyes at the screen. 'why does this feel-'

"OOOOOh!" Basaku cheers. "Nion got that bastard from last year that fought Viola!"

"You? Legendary?! Bullshit! You are utter garbage!"

Ah. I remember him.

A smile grows across my face.

'Thank you, lady luck... I had forgotten about him.'

"Ohoho this is going to be great." I chuckle darkly.

"Think you can take him?" Beat asks.

I slowly turn to look at him. "Can I take him?"

"Well, you are sort of the weakest of us, right? Barely above three hundred thousand, right? Plus that guy can go super saiyan." He begins.

"Poor, Poor innocent Beat." I sigh as I shake my head.

"He was hiding his power." Forte deadpans.

"She got it in one." I smile.

You're holding back? Just how much are you hiding?" Note blinks.

"Enough."

"Ominous!" Basaku grins.

"You'll see soon enough... I bet my power is high enough that even if he had Super Saiyan two it would make no difference."

Viola blinks slowly. "He beat me in my hulked out mode, y'know..."

"No, a teacher or tournament advisor beat you in your hulked out mode... he would have died if someone didn't intervene."

I grin with poorly hid bloodlust. "I have been waiting for a chance to let loose for so long...


I stand with my arms crossed, a muscular boy in a green gi stands across from me, a confident smirk on his face. "Well damn, I didn't expect to get another easy fight!"

"Mhm." I state.

He smirks tilting his head back. "Ugh. Your power level is pathetic. Trash."

"Why are you so arrogant? You're nothing special." I shoot back.

His eyes narrow considerably as he glares.

"What's that?" I ask. "You talk all this shit but the second someone shoots a couple verbal jabs back you get all pissy? So childish."

I shrug and smirk. "Honestly a little pathetic, dude."

His fists clench.

"Begin!"

He lunges forwards as I glance to the side I smirk at my friends as his fist rockets into the side of my face, causing me to take a step back.

I slowly turn my head, back towards him, causing him to widen his eyes as his hand is forced backwards, I am completely unharmed.

I catch his next attack with one hand, my power spiking to meet his own.

"So, you hid your power, huh?! You're still nothing to me!"

He whirls around and launches a spin kick towards my head, I block it with one forearm then blankly sweep his other leg with my foot, causing him to fall flat on his ass as I put my hands in my pocket and walk past. "Like I said. You're pretty damn arrogant for someone so painfully average."

I turn around just as he hurls a hand forward, launching an energy wave at me.

I remove a hand from my pocket and draw a hand back, then I unleash a punch that splits the beam in half, the two halves passing around me without causing any damage to me, they arc into the distance where they create two fairly large craters in the soil.

I twist my body to the side, avoiding a punch to the back from my opponent, he had used the beam as a distraction to leap up above me.

I keep my momentum and lash out with a kick that smashes into Treble's crossed arms, launching him across the arena.

He lands in a crouch, arms twitching slightly.

He stands up, raising his hands to blast me, but I am already right in front of him, arms raised in a boxing state.

Two jabs and a left hook smash into his face, the third hit snapping his head back with a brutal crunch and a spray of blood.

He staggers back, clutching his with face with both hands as I cross my arms, he peers through the gaps of his fingers, he slowly lowers his hands, revealing an absolutely shattered nose.

"You know..." I hum. "A broken nose looks good on you. You should keep it."

His fists clench as his hair spikes, a golden aura appears from him as his eyes turn teal.

"HRAGH!" He roars as the transformation completes, his hair transforming to a yellowish gold.

"I am going to rip you in HALF!" He roars as he blurs forwards.

A white aura crackles to life around me as I block his punch, my arms shaking slightly.

His eyes widen.

"What?" I ask. "You didn't expect me to be able to match you like this or something?"

I hop backwards as his other hand swipes through the space my head was moments before.

I stop my backwards momentum and quickly step forwards, swinging two punches at the teen.

He manages to block both.

He steps past, smashing an elbow into my back, I twist around as he does, he holds out a hand and shoots a ki blast at me, but I respond with one of my own, canceling it out with a large explosion.

I hop backwards as he lunges forwards.

"YOU AREN'T SO TOUGH NOW!"

He looms over me, I catch both punches with a wince, but he grins sadistically smashing a knee into my chest, I hear my ribs cracking as my breath is knocked out of me.

I am slid backwards as he holds up a hand, creating a human-sized ki blast, it rockets forwards, but with an upwards, flick I cleave it in half, Treble appears behind me, fist rocketing towards my back, but a yellowish mace head smashes into his cheek, knocking him aside.

I whirl around and blast him point blank with a ki wave, rocketing him backwards.

The ki construct around my tail fades as I re absorb it.

I grin as I bring a hand to my chest, the pain lessening.

'one rib.'

He slowly gets up, wiping his nose with a glare.

'two ribs.'

He lets out a roar as he charges forwards.

'three ribs and sternum. Perfect.'

I duck his swing and respond with my own, my fist smashing into his shoulder and causing him to take a step back.

His foot crashes into my cheek as my head is snapped to the side.

I stop his next punch with a barrier the size of a buckler.

With simple gestures I move it in the way of his attacks as I regain my bearings

I bring a hand to my face, my cracked jaw slowly feeling better.

"HRAGH!"

With a couple of flicks the shield continues absorbing attack after attack, only now gaining small cracks. I place a hand on it as my jaw finishes healing, then re-absorb it as I lash out with a kick, collapsing the super saiyan like a folding chair as my heel makes contact with his stomach.

He flips across the katchin tiles as give my chin an experimental prod.

'Jaw. Meet Zenkai.'

My hair is ruffled backwards as the saiyan lets out another shout of rage, his power spikes dust blows outwards in waves as he glares hatefully at me, his hair is spiked upwards, a single bang falls in front of his face.

"Super Saiyan Two, eh?" I state. "Well, I guess it's time for me to get serious as well."

"HAAAH!" I roar as I activate a kaioken... a kaioken so minute and small that it doesn't even give me an aura... yet with my kaioken perks, it draws out a further times three multiplier, my aura crackles briefly before settling down.

The super saiyan two glares. "You trash... you have Mystic... don't you."

"Nope." I grin as I enter my boxing stance. "I call this... 'Saiyan Spirit'."

He reappears in front of me, but I easily duck out of the range of his attack, I weave through his flurry of punches much like a boxer would, then land my own crushing blow on his sternum, launching him away from me.

He stops his momentum by placing a hand on the ground and sliding on his knees.

I reappear in front of him, he lunges to the side barely dodging a kick.

I backflip over his leg sweep and shoot him with a ki-blast point blank, creating a small smokey explosion as he lets out a shout.

He lunges to his feet, fist pounding against my blocking arms, I suddenly twist and reach up, grabbing the saiyan by the throat.

With a spin I hurl him towards the edge of the arena.

He flips and tries to land, but I fling a single hand down as I take a step forwards, as if throwing a baseball.

A blue bolt of lightning arcs from my hand and smashes into the saiyan as his feet touch the ground, blasting him further.

He lands at the very edge, panting, battered and bruised... while I only look a little dusty.

I spit a glob of blood to the side.

I'm perfectly fine. That had been from the earlier kick.

The legendary transformation... reduced to a pile of garbage.

At least now his physical appearance matches his personality.

Trash.

He hops to the side as I hold up a hand, an invisible kiai wave washing through where he was standing a moment ago.

"Oh, I am not doing this with you."

A shoot a watermelon sized ball of ki outwards, he hops again to avoid it and begins charging what appears to be a kamehameha.

With a flick of my wrist the orb comes back around and smashes into his calf, tripping him and causing him to fall backwards.

It slinks around him and rockets towards his chest, it detonates, swiftly becoming about twenty grape sized ki spheres that pelt his body shooting him down into the dirt surrounding the arena.

'I should really name that move.'

I raise a fist.

"Nion Wins!"

'Grapeshot blitz perhaps?'

'hm...'

I turn and walk off the arena, dropping out of my enhanced state as someone teleports onto the field and warps the super saiyan two away as his hair begins to turn back to black.

The crowd's cheers are infectious, a small smiles appearing on my face.

I wonder who I'll be fighting next!

I return to my seat my friends staring at me in awe.

"Badass." Basaku whispers.

"WHAT THE HELL WAS THAT?!" Note shrieks.

I smirk.

"I did some pretty good training."

"Enough to fight a super saiyan two in your BASE FORM?!"

"It wasn't his base form..." Forte slowly states as she cups her chin.

"Yep. I tapped into some more power from... the thing."

I glance to the side.

Super Saiyan God: Level 5: (56.6%)
You have managed to become a super saiyan god! The only downside is that your body wasn't strong enough to maintain it for more than a couple moments... however in those moments, your body got a taste of divine ki! You feel as if you would be able to assume the form on your own now if you got lots of training.
1: you may briefly tap into a small iota of power granted to you by the Super Saiyan God ritual, while in this state, you gain the ability to sense divine ki. This form, however, does not grant you god ki, and only multiplies your power level by 10
5: Your 'Saiyan Beyond God' state now multiplies your strength by 20 instead of 10.

'five percent in a single fight? Well now... Goku black's method has some merit... and I just got a couple love taps from that.'

"That's ridiculous for you to be able to beat a super saiyan two's ass like that..." Beat frowns.

"Damn right. The zenkai I got last year carried me all the way here."

"Zenkai?" Forte slowly repeats. "When did you get a-"

"The time patrol mission." I cut in.

"…"

"You got beat up by Raditz?" Beat blinks.

"No, it wasn't him." I ominously state. "It was someone... else."

We fall into a silence that lasts for about ten seconds.

"Who?" Note asks.

"Alright, I'm trying to be ominous on purpose, and you are really ruining that. It was some blue dude with white hair traveling with some sort of witch girl with blue skin and white hair. They needed our little protector to turn super saiyan three to even slightly spook them."

"oh. Oh fuck." Note whispers.

"Aren't most time patrollers super buu level in strength on average?" Erito asks.

"I thought it was more along the lines of Super Perfect Cell to be honest." Viola weakly states.

"Nah, there's a couple lazy pieces of shit here and there who can barely get above fifty thousand power level despite having two years to train." I hum.

Our group slowly looks to the green namekian sitting a few rows away. I know for a fact that he heard me, but he doesn't show any reaction.

I look back up to the tournament brackets. "Hey... Note... your fight with that sixth year is slowly coming up..."

She lets out a long groan. "Don't remind me... please..."

I give her an impish smile. "You might get a pretty big zenkai depending on how hard you get beaten... it worked wonders for me!"

She rolls her eyes.


Welp. Most of our class got absolutely destroyed...

Beat won... because he had to fight a first year...

Viola won because she had to fight Erito.

My poor student got unlucky and fought a fifth year...

But she did rock that kaioken times fifteen. Honestly a little impressive, her base power really shot up... she's now within spitting distance of me...

Having her life in someone else's hands must have really made her up her training.

Honestly at this point, she's nearly clawed her way up to a point where she might be able to take the number five or six spot from Note or Beat. Really impressive.

I slowly step out onto the open; the crowd goes absolutely wild. I give a shy wave as I step up onto the arena.

There's a squeaking sound as my foe steps up onto the arena across from me.

It's a bulky little thing, bluish in color with large black gems across his torso, he has a form of crown on his head, two large spikes pointing upwards around a large black gem atop his head.

A long whip-like tail swishes out behind him as he smiles.

"Hello there." He rumbles in a deep voice. "My name is Mitos."

I smile and wave. "hi! I'm Nion."

I give him a small bow. "Please give me a good fight."

"What's this?" He asks. "Weren't you so arrogant before?"

"Oh. That wasn't arrogance, that was a vendetta. He really rubbed me the wrong way so I decided to embarrass him publicly by defeating his super saiyan two form while remaining in my base. You haven't done anything to upset me, so I'll be keeping my respect to you until that moment."

"I see... are you going to transform into a super saiyan, then?"

"Well, I actually can't." I shrug with a small grin. "But could you fuckin' imagine if I could?"

I enter my Saiyan beyond state and increase the power further with a subtle kaioken, then I enter a fighting stance. "But I'm going to take you one hundred percent serious from the start."

He nods his head, a small smile crossing his lips. "Then I will do the same... I had thought you were going to be an unbearable brat, but you have my respect. Not many at your age can reach that power level... without super saiyan at that."

A goldish aura surrounds him as he powers up, I lower my stance slightly. He is stronger than me... but it's not that great of a difference. Not more than my base saiyan beyond god state was against my previous foe's super saiyan.

"BEGIN!"

I lunge forwards, the biomechanical android meeting me head on.

My fist clashes against his forearm, the sheer force of the attack causing a monstrous thunderclap to explode across the arena.

I whirl around, ducking under a kick as I go for a spinning uppercut.

My fist makes contact with the large cell-like being's chin as his tail smashes into my side.

We are shot away from each other at high speeds.

We both blur forwards again, out fist clashing with loud booms as we flip throughout the arena, a blow to my torso here, a weak blow to the android there, it's clear I'm losing this clash, every blow he lands causes my body to ache, and it looks as if he can barely even feel most of my strikes,

I flip back and use Vegeta's trademarked technique of ki blast spam, my foe quickly deflects most of them away, but the remainder explode on contact.

They slowly begin curving around as I lunge forwards, he busts out of the dust cloud as I meet him head on, my hand smashes into his chest, and with a burst of ki he staggers backwards.

I suddenly lunge to the side as a ki blast arcs through where my back was moments before, it explodes into a dozen smaller orbs that pepper the semi-perfect being as I step around and smash my knee into his face, snapping his head back.

An orb rockets towards my side, but I slap it forwards, detonating it on his knee.

The remaining orbs strike him all at once from many angles.

I cross my arms in front of me and create two ki blasts, I un-cross my arms, the number of ki blast multiplying to five.

I shoot them all at the smoke cloud in front of me, causing a grand explosion that rockets the android out of the cloud.

He lands with a crouch, he brings a hand to his forehead and reappears in front of me with a snarl, his tail lashing out towards my face, but I catch it with both hands.

A five punch combo smashes into my chest, my ribs creaking as I am blasted back.

I land and let out a low growl, placing both hands together, I slowly pull them apart to reveal a purplish line of ki, the line extends as I grip it with both hands and give it more power, a long blade extends on one side as I shift my grip and wield it in one hand.

There is another squeak as he reappears beside me, I twist the scythe around and block his punch with the back of the curved blade and the tail with the pommel

I twirl the scythe around, hooking his leg and tugging it out from under him, the android's tail smashes into the side of my head, without missing a beat I hurl myself back and slash the scythe through the air, creating dozens of tiny ki blasts.

A cascading explosion rips across the arena, but it doesn't strike my opponent as he instant transmissions behind me and knees me in the back.

'alright, now you're just pissing me off.'

I whirl around and slash behind me, but he teleports behind me again, grabbing the back of my head and smashing me face first into the katchin floor.

I twist, slamming a foot into the bug man's side, causing him to let out a wheeze as a blunted spike of ki smashes out from my heel.

I hop to my feet, blood pouring down my forehead and raise the scythe.

There's an ominous feeling in the arena as I prop the scythe on my shoulders, the blade ripples, ki igniting along the edges as if it were on fire.

'you and your teleportation bullshit asked for it.'

"HRAAAGH!" I roar as I swing the scythe downwards.

A wave of ki, easily twenty feet across washes across the ground like a tsunami.

The bug man brings a hand up to his head, only for his eyes to widen, in a last-ditch effort he crosses his arms in front of himself and creates a ki barrier around himself.

An explosion ruffles my hair as I smile, standing at the very edge of the arena is the android, looking worse for wear, purplish blood drips down his body as he stands there, armor scuffed.

Overall, he doesn't look like he has any critical wounds, only superficial wounds.

However, what draws everyone's attention is the oppressive feeling radiating from the arena. A literal rip in reality has formed... edges rippling as if they were water. The inside looks like a white shifting void of clouds of various shades, white ones, grey ones, even a couple black storm clouds.

Three figures descend from the rip and land in the arena, they wear a black martial arts gi, have short spikey hair that is a bit lighter than my own, they are fairly pale, on their faces are blank stares with a frown, arms hanging limply at their sides.

The most noticeable thing... is that every single one of them looks exactly like me!

"…"

Suddenly white auras surround them, each growing to about twice my base power, then it becomes six times my base power as they all blast off towards my opponent.

I smile as I re-absorb the scythe, then blast forwards, easily catching up with them- and surpassing them- in an instant.

The android decides to meet me head on, my fist crashes into his own, I duck his tail as my first clone appears and knees him in the face.

The second shoots a ki blast into his side, and the third slashes a ki blade across his side.

The only things that appear to have done slight damage is the knee and the slash, a small cut now drips purple blood.

He lets out a growl and punches the one that just slashed him, causing it to poof into white mist.

I take the opportunity to land a brutal right hook into his cheek as my two remaining clones shoot his legs with death beams, barely even breaking the skin.

I step to the side as one of the clones rush forwards with two ki blades enveloping his hands.

The destroyed clone reforms as I dodge a punch, several cuts forming on the android's body from slash clone, he lashes out and grabs its head before crushing it, reducing it to white smoke.

The two clones still alive hook a scythes around the android's ankles and pull, ripping his feet out from under him and flipping him back.

I hit him as hard as I can, launching him off the platform.

He flips over, looking like he is about to fly back into the arena-

The two clones step in front of me, standing back to back as they hold out their free hand and shoot the falling android with twin energy waves, it stops him from coming back for a moment, but it doesn't really hinder him as the two beams wash over him.

A third joins in, but there's not much change.

I hold out a hand and flick downwards, causing the android to smash into the ground outside the arena as he is surrounded by a bubble of ki.

The clones stop shooting as I let out a long breath.

I turn to the rip and snap my fingers, causing it slam shut, causing all three clones to dissipate into white smoke that disappears.

"…"

"N-NION WINS!"

And the crowd goes wild!

I roll shoulders and smile over to the android. "That was a good fight!"

He sits up slowly as I drop out of my transformation.

He nods slowly and looks down at his hands. "You are strong. Good luck. You will need it."

I wave and turn back to my arena exit, then step through to the other side.

'I wonder if anyone's going to seek me out about the whole 'ripping a hole in reality thing'?'

'Ah well. It was cool. Any problems that come from this is for 'in an hour' Nion.'

'Beat's fight against the sixth year that beat Note should be coming up... I wonder how he is going to do?'


WELL! It seems like we have gotten ourselves another time skip! Nion has completed his goal of beating the shit out of someone, and he even beat up an imperfect cell! Talk about progress! He barely even needed to use Kaioken...

That's about to change.

A lot of people assume that Nion's base power level went over 1 million last chapter, but it didn't it only went up to like 900k, Towa was just rounding up.

As for the relationship votes, number 3 is winning by a landslide! 2 has a couple but it's honestly no contest...

Also there was that one psycho who chose #1, but we don't talk about him.

Anyways, now onto the power levels!

Nion: 1,179,781 (Pre Mitos Zenkai)

Nion: Saiyan Beyond God: 23,595,620

Nion: SBG+0.001(Ish) kaioken: 70,786,860

Treble: 644,993

(SSJ): 32,249,650

(SSJ2): 64,499,300

Mitos (Semi-Perfect Form): 78,124,557

Now for the guest reviews:

Guest 001: I hadn't copied down 'Super Kaioken' to Nion's skill book, that was a last minute edit so when I copy pasted I missed that it was 'regular' kaioken. And they might show up in conton soon.

Guestyperson: His saiyan genes are VERY dominant, he lucked out in the genes department. Most non-full saiyans don't even have tails!

Guest 002: What the fuck do you mean 'No'? Nion's not Asexual. You are telling me if you were in his position... with DOZENS of hot women in your city, you WOULDN'T try to romance even ONE of them?!

Guest 003: it looks like it's going to be 3.

Cruzn: Thanks! I'm glad you liked it!

Some Guy: eh, true.


ANYWAYS! I'll see you all next time!