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)


My body flails through the mountain as my ki pulses, blood drips from a cut on my forehead as the entire mountain decides that this is the right time to collapse, dropping several hundred tons of rock on my body.

"Owwww." I quietly mutter to myself as a clone splits off from my body and remains in the rocks..

I burst out of the mountain and land in front of Towa and Mira.

"Fufufu." The scientist laughs as she floats on her staff, bringing a hand up to her mouth. "Bloody and bruised suits you, brat. Are you going to appologize or should I have Mira punish you more?"

I give her a half lidded state. "You do realize how this went last time, right? You beat me down, within an inch of my life, then you healed me, I had a tremendous increase in base power, then I promptly kicked his ass."

"You seem to be miss-remembering, boy." The woman states. "Despite your large increase in base power... Mira could have still easily destroyed you."

"Then I came back a year later and beat the two of you easily." I scoff.

"But oh, how the tables have turned." The woman hums. "Did you not train at all since our last meeting?"

Mira reappears beside me, I raise my arms and block his punch, then suddenly his leg rockets up and smashes into my stomach, causing me to gag as I am launched upwards.

He reappears in my path and kicks me downwards, causing me to crash into the ground wth a loud explosion.

His heel crashes down on my spine, sinking me into the dirt and creating a large crater around me.

I hear the clacking of Towa's heels as she slowly walks up, Mira's foot keeping me face down in the dirt. "You did good... it took Trunk's super saiyan three power to put up a fight against Mira as he is now. The fact that you are even still alive right now prooves you are something special. Trunks has had decades to train... you were nothing but a child a mere six years ago."

She pats my head as I let out a weak groan. "hm... I did a lot of thinking after what you did to me during our last meeting... that was incredibly petty. But want to know the best part? It resulted in absolutely nothing. Mira and I simply went a day into the past and collected all that was taken from us and more. Your serious attempt at messing with us... all for naught. Your petty little revenge was nothing more than a small setback."

"Of course it was petty." I scoff as I stand up, Mira shoved off balance as I roll my shoulders. "I was actively trying to be petty as hell."

"Also. the whole patting my head thing isn't exactly putting up a good argument about you being a sexual predator." I state.

The self inflicted head wound seals as I bring my hand to my head, the blood dries and disappears with a small flicker of my ki.

Mira regains his footing and lunges forwards but a swing a hand backwards without even looking, I stop his punch with one finger.

The sky splits as a figure floats down from the sky, he has a blank expression short red hair, and wears a black Gi.

In his hands is a large blue scythe.

Towa freezes at the opressive feeling in the air from the tear in space above us.

Another figure that looks exactly like me lands a short distance away, followed by another and another.

Another falls from the sky in a flying drop kick, snapping Mira's head to the side as a second appears on the other side of him and hammers a punch into his kidney.

I slowly walk forwards as the woman takes a step backwards. "I know what sort of threat you pose... but when I was younger I was foolish. I chose to allow you to leave... to live... when by all means I should have just killed you and have been done with it."

I point a finger at her, a blade of ki that is about as thick as a zweihander sprouts from the tip, it shoots towards her chest in an instant, she flinches back-

It stops an inch from connecting.

"Do you want to know why I was so petty? The reason I let you live?"

Her hands are shaking at this point.

I smile brightly and lean close, whispering into her ear. "It was because I was a hormonal teen and you had nice tits! Now. Anyways. You are under arrest."

I glance back to Mira to see him prone on the ground, being kicked by several clones. "Everything you have done and will do shall be held against you in the court of time law. Please do not resist."

There's a flash of power as I see the demon woman wave a hand in front of herself, the spell seems to flicker out, causing her to let out a shakey breath and do it again, once that fails, she tries it again.

"Sorry, friend, you're in my zone now. No teleportation- but my own- works here."

Several rings of ki appear around the demon and squeeze, locking her arms to her sides and her legs together.

Mira is picked up in a bubble, he is battered and bruised, blood drips down his forehead his arms are broken, but other than that he's just peachy, he silently glares at me.

"How..." Towa mutters. "How did you get so powerful?!"

"I became a god." I shrug with a small yawn.

The rift snaps shut as I clench my fist, causing the two to press against me as I pull out a scroll, with a simple tug we are elsewhere.

I look to Pan-Bra and Chronoa. "I'm baaaaack~"

Chronoa looks over and flinches. "YOU WERE GONE FOR LESS THAN FIVE MINUTES!"

"Ok?" I ask. "And?"

"…" Ban seems absolutely stunned that I could have done anything to the two that gave TRUNKS trouble. She must have thought the whole 'me being able to beat super saiyan four goku in my base form' was hot air... well, I mean, that is a little unbelievable soooo uh... I don't blame her.

I float into the air as I cross my legs and flash Chronoa a bright smile. "Remember that time I fought Beerus in a one on one?"

"Ah." The kai states as she rubs her temples.

She approaches the two Demons.

"Mira. Towa." The kai growls as she crosses her arms and looks down on the two blue people.

"H-Hey Chronoa." Towa pales. "You've uh- got a strong little... time patroller there."

"Towa." Chronoa states as she tilts her head back slightly and glares down at the demon. "Dear god what are you wearing?"

"PHAHAHAH!" I cackle. "That's what I said! She looks fucking horrible!"

"W-Well, I thought it looked pretty nice." Towa states

"Shit taste, hn?" I ask, causing Towa to scowl and Mira to thrash in the bubble.

Chronoa stares at them for a long moment then shakes her head and snaps her fingers, a rip in reality appears.

"For your numerous crimes against the timelines, I sentence you both to a thousand years in the crack of time... please reflect on your actions."

A hand grabs onto the crack as a pale man with spikey red hair and red eyes steps through the portal Chronoa created. "Ah... Chronoa... it has been so long I knew you would slip up one of these day-"

I blast him with a point blank energy wave, shoving him back into the portal, I hurl Mira into the portal, but before I toss Towa in Chronoa holds out a hand. "Wait!"

The portal snaps shut.

I look over to Chronoa, Towa suspended in a horde of yellowish rings of KI.

"I forgot I put that guy in there... hm... it's probably for the best that we don't send a second magician to the Crack of Time."

I gesture to the demon. "Well, what do we do with her then?"

"Hmmm." Chronoa hums as she cups her chin. "With her magic, it's dangerous to keep her in Conton city. But I don't exactly know where we can put her."

She struggles slightly in her binds, causing me to glance at her. My eyes are drawn to a certain place.

"Alright. Enough of that." I deadpan as I point a finger at her. "Clothes beam!"

Her red and black latex suit is replaced with sweatpants, a turtleneck and a labcoat. "Much better. My eyes can only take so much damage."

"Anyways, you said her magic was the problem, right?" I ask.

"She is also just too strong to be left alone."

"I see."

I slash a hole in reality causing a horde of clones to pour out of the tiny, man-sized rift one after the other.

"WHAT THE HELL?!" The fusion shouts.

I point to the clones. "You all."

I point towards Towa. "Watch her."

All of the clones lock eyes with the woman, causing her to flinch. "Don't let her leave."

I look to Chronoa. "I hope you don't mind the rift in reality for a while, I'm going to leave it so she can't teleport."

I give her a wave. "I'll be back soon, I'm going to go be an idiot at a piece of paper for a while and see what works."


I look to Towa looking a little dead inside as one of my clones feet her soup.

I walk over to Chronoa examining the rip in reality.

"Alright I figured something out." I state.

Chronoa flinches and whirls around to face me. "Oh you're back. You shouldn't sneak up on people."

"Payback for you sneaking into my room a couple days ago." I deadpan.

"My my, Chronoa." Towa hums while tilting her head out of the way of the spoon. "So daring. But isn't he like... millions of years younger than you? I didn't take you to be a cradle robber."

"Shush, you!" Chronoa snarls while wirling around and pointing at the demon.

"You're just mad that your little godling said that I had nice tits!" The demon smirks.

"Huh." I mutter. "She's realized we aren't going to kill her and is deciding to make it everyone's problem... I respect the hustle."

"EXCUSE ME?!" Chronoa growls as her head slowly turns to look at me.

"What?" I ask. "I was like... in the middle of my hormonal teen stages. Back then, every woman had nice tits."

"Anyways, I've got the thing to deal with her." I continue as I lift an object, a black ring with four red stars on it, they are towards the front, two on the left and two on the right, in between the sets of stars is a bunch of machinery.

"You're just jealous that I saw him naked before you!" Towa growls.

""You fucking WHAT?!"" Chronoa and I shout at the same time.

The ring clicks open, revealing that it's a collar as one of my clones force feeds the blue skinned woman a spoonfull of soup.

"Bitch! Now I don't even feel bad about making this a collar!"

*Hrk-* Towa chokes on her soup

"A... Collar?" Chronoa blinks.

"Yep." I nod. "A collar. It'll only unlock for the person who locks it- or if they are just strong enough to break it which is unlikely for her- it seals not only their magical ability, it also stops them from using any and all teleportation abilities... plus it functions as a gravity belt going all the way up to times one thousand times earth's gravity... and it is controlled by this little remote right here."

I lift a remote with my other hand.

"Why a collar?" She asks

"Y-Yeah!" Towa growls. "Why a collar?!"

"If it was a bracelet she could just cut off her hand to get it off... same with an anklebracelet but with her foot." I explain. "each of those are survivable... plus she could come back with a hook hand or a peg leg! And those would make her even more menacing! I'd like to see her try to survive without a head though."

Chronoa slowly smiles, amused by the fact that we are about to 'collar this bitch' only for said smile to fall as she points to the very front center of the collar. "What's with all the machenery right there?"

"Oh. That's supposed to have a piece of metal covering it." I hum.

"Then... where is the-"

While she is speaking I slip the remote control into my pocket and pull out several flat silvery pieces of metal, words are written on the front of each.

She looks over them all with wide eyes a grin forming on her face. *Pfft* "Oh my god! That's awesome!"

"Take your pick." I state.

"Property of Chronoa"

"Prisoner of The Time Patrol"

"Partaker In Time Breaking Shinanigans"

"Demonic Bitch"

"Do Not Free"

"Time Breaker"

"Chronoa's Pet."

"Into BDSM"

She cups her chin and lets out a long hum. "There's two that I REALLY want to pick. But I'm not sure which I should go for."

She promptly picks up the 'Property of Chronoa' and the 'Chronoa's Pet' tags and shows them to me. "Which do you think looks better."

"ooooh." I hum. "That's a good question. We could always flip a coin."

"Wait... what about this?"

With a flick of her finger she engulfs one of the tags with white light, when the light clears there's a newly engraved tag standing there... written in beautiful cursive are two simple sentences.

"Chronoa's Pet Time Breaker Prisoner"
"Do Not Free The Demon BDSM Bitch."

"I liked them so much I decided to have them all!" The kai grins.

"Would you like to do the honors?" I ask.

Chronoa's eyes slowly side over to the white haired demon who freezes like she's a deer caught in headlights.

"Yes, yes I would. How do I work this?" She asks.

I show Chronoa a small slot in the metal. "Slide the tag in here with the words facing outwards, then channel some ki into it as you close it. If for SOME reason you ever want to open it, you do the exact same."

I hold the remote as Chronoa slowly approaches the Demon with an impish grin.

"Sooooo, you've spent the four hours annoying me, correct? It's only right that the demon gets her due, riiiight?"

"S-Stay back!" Towa shouts as she squirms within the galactic doughnut prison.

The kai turns the collar around to face Towa. "looky here! This is now your official title!"

"Don't you dare Chronoa! I swear if you put that damned collar on me I will-"

*Click*

"Oops." Chronoa states as she clicks it around her neck. "What was that, Towa? Were you saying something?"

The demon woman freezes in shock.

I stop holding her back with the the rings, causing her to fall to her knees with a blank expression.

She looks up slowly to Chronoa smirking victoriously, glaring venomously. "I hate you."

Chronoa pats her head. "Don't worry, I hate you too."

Towa rockets to her feet, going to punch the kai in the face.

I turn on times two hundred gravity, causing the demon to drop like a sack of potatos.

"This is what you get for saying mean things to me!" Chronoa growls.

"Jeez, Chronoa. I can't tell if your ego is gigantic or really fragile." I state.

She turns and pouts at me.

I give her the remote, then walk away with a yawn. "Anyways, I've got a ki signature now. I've saved time itself. Not once, but twice today- as that guy coming out of the portal probably would have done some crazy shit- I'd say I deserve a reward! I'm off to hang with some friends for the first time in a month! Maybe get a burger! Damn I could really go for a burger."

"Hey! Nion!" Chronoa calls out. "I decided to reveal that you were a Saiyan god... so you could have left even without a ki signature. I didn't really want to give everyone a weak lie like a Kaioken transformation."

"FUCK." I curse before shrugging. "Ah well."

I turn back and wave. "Byyyye Chronoa! Don't torment Towa too much. But considering the fact she's apparently seen me naked and made it so I'm unable to marry, I don't care all that much!"

"Damn. Being immortal really limits my romance options." I mutter to myself as I scratch my chin and turn away. "I basically have no choice but to choose some form of long living race like Kai... maybe demon?"

There's not too many of those in Conton as like ninty nine percent of them work for the dark empire. I did have a classmate one, though... she was pretty hot.

"Ugh. I guess I could use the dragonballs to give someone agelessness like me." I frown.

"Ah well, no time to worry about this now. food time."


"Saiyan sized order, please."

The majin behind the counter gives me a strange look, then shrugs as he turns around, his arm splits into four and flows around his workstation, flipping burgers rapidly with one hand and squashing hunks of meat into flat disks with another, the third arm is preparing the buns, placing onions, ketchup, mustard, pickles and lettuce within, and the final one is working the register.

Eventually he finishes cooking my food, I pay him, and I take a seat nearby to start eating.

"Nion?"

I glance to the side to see a short haired woman with sharp black eyes, She wears a blue and yellow cheongsam dress that stops at her waist with a yellow belt, white saiyan boots and black shorts that match her black undershirt. "Is that you?"

"Viola?" I ask. "Well, what a surprise. I was going to call everyone after I finished my meal, but I guess it's lucky I found you."

"It is you." The girl blinks wildly. "I thought you'd still be in the time nest."

"Today's the first time I've left in about a month. What about you, Viola?" I explain. "Anything interesting happen?"

"I'm going to go meet with the others for some sparring." She states. "But I wanted to grab a quick snack beforehand."

She gestures to the three burgers and a large fry.

Small snack.

Saiyans are ridiculous.

"Why don't I join you, then?" I ask.

"I'm fairly certain we'd like that." The girl smiles.


"Woah! Is that you, Nion?!" A shirtless saiyan with baggy white pants asks, he has long spikey hair that goes to his lower back and a brown tail that lashes out behind him.

"Yo, Basaku." I grin with a small wave.

A saiyan girl with a ponytail and wearing simple saiyan armor glances over, her black eyes widening slightly as she spies my new appearance.

Two Saiyans step over slowly, one has longer smooth hair and the other looks like he is perpetually in super saiyan, they both wear red and yellow, the girl has a shirt that shows off her midriff, while the boy has a yellow scarf around his neck.

The android seventeen-like boy in the back looks over in confusion. "Is that... the red form?"

"Oh? So you remember that?" I ask.

"Red form?" Basaku asks slowly as he look over to the blue wearing boy.

"Saiyan god." I cut in.

"Huh?" Beat and Note blink as they both look at me.

I look to the numerous platforms around, some are currently taken, people of all ages are sparring upon them, we are paused in front of one as well.

People tend to hover around this place, because frankly they'll get to see free fights.

You can rent these as well, and luckily they're a lot cheaper than the time chamber.

"It'll take too long to explain, so why don't we have a little six v one? That'll explain far better than I ever could."

"So you're confident in defeating us, hm?" Basaku asks with a grin.

"Yes, yes I am." I nod as I float off the ground and land in the arena. "It's been a while since we've done something like this, yeah? So let's go all out."

"Well, if you're offering." Basaku grins as he steps up into the arena, followed shortly by Forte, and Erito.

Violoa and the twins are the last into the arena, they each take up a spot around me in a rough circle.

Forte turns and clicks a button, causing a hard-light barrier to surround us then takes her place around me, Basaku enters super saiyan four with a grin a Viola assumes super saiyan two, Note and Beat both assume their grade five super saiyan transformations as a white crackling aura of power surrounds Erito.

The same happens to Forte, causing me to glance over as she staggers backwards, eyes wide.

'is that-'

Her hair lengthens and shifts in color, changing to a light blue color as her eyes narrow.

'saiyan beyond god...'

"We shouldn't hold anything back." She slowly states.

'I don't have the heart to tell them that I'm only going at about ten percent of my base...'

Red crackling kaioken auras surround the twins as they each enter combat stances

I gesture for someone to attack me as I lower my stance.

Basaku appears in front of me with a grin, fist rocketing towards my face, but it is easily avoided as I tilt my head out of the way of the attack.

Erito slides across the tile floor as he goes to sweep my legs.

I backflip over the attack, stepping off Basaku's chest to push myself backwards.

He stagers backwards as Note and Beat look on with wide eyes to the left and right of where I just was, energy blasts in hand.

Forte reappears behind me as Viola appears in front of me, Forte's fist aiming for the center of my back, I twist forwards and slam a kick into her toso, sending her flying into the barrier around the arena, I continue my flip and slam a kick into Viola's crossed arms, crashing her down into the arena floor below.

I land just as Basaku launches another attack.

Before it can even land, my fist is embedded into his stomach.

He is launched away from me, crashing into the barrier on the far side of the arena.

The twins appear in front of me and shoot two ki blasts at me, I hold out a hand and halt both effortlessly, allowing them to hang in the air, with two punches, the ki blasts rocket back, one flying in between the two as it zeroes in on Erito and crashes into him with an explosion, while the other smashes into Note, then bounces off her and hits Beat before exploding.

I turn and weave through a flurry of punches via Viola, Forte leaps over her and kicks downwards, but I block it with one arm, I twist my hand around and grab her ankle, I spin around and use her as a weapon to bludgeon a swiftly aproaching Basaku, sending the two collapsing to the ground as my tail lashes out and begins blocking Viola's punches.

*CRACK*

My tail smashes into her face and sends her sliding backwards, eventually tripping over an uneven tile.

My friends lay beaten and bruised, strewn across the arena.

Basaku shakily gets to his feet and grins as he wipes his hand across a cut on his cheek. "Is that all?"

Viola slowly stands. "I knew you'd be strong, but to think you'd outclass us this much."

Basaku bulks up slightly and grins as his power increases by roughly fifty percent.

Erito in the background stands, his mystic aura flairing around him as his hair flicks upwards and turns yellow.

His power skyrockets, turning him from the weakest to easily the strongest out of my friends. Hell, it even meets about two percent of my full base power!

Forte's power grows swiftly as well, doubling what she had originally, allowing her to actually overtake Erito's first place power wise.

"Times fifty!" Note calls out.

"Times fifty one!" Beat echoes.

It's a little strange that the weakest here is now the legendary super saiyan.

"This is the part where I'd go super saiyan three." Viola calls out. "But that'd cause damage to Conton. So I'll stick with two."

Well now, they've certainly grown...

They all rush forwards at once.


I let out a yawn as I slowly sit up I look to the blue skinned woman sitting on the foot of my bed.

"AAH-" I sit up only to freeze.

"Why hello!" She smiles far too sweetly.

I sharply inhale then exhale.

Chronoa put Towa in my home because 'it's not like she could hurt you. And even without magic I really don't want to let her walk around unopposed.'

I shouldn't have fled when she offered to cook me something and took the food poisoning- and potential death- like a man.

Hell, I could have even met king kai!

Anyways, she has been here for the past three to four days... but overall she has been a prisoner of the time patrol for like a year? Probably a little less to be honest.

"What do you want, Towa?" I deadpan to the woman as I stand up.

"Freedom, The ability to kill your boss, Mira back from the void."

"I mean, the fact that she even left you alive after all of your shenanigans is sort of surprising."

Towa falls forward to the floor.

"I really want to kill your boss." She states.

"Wait... has she been turning on the gravity at random intervals? My god that's petty." I mutter.

Towa silently glares as she forces herself to her feet.

"I would rather be dead then face this constant torment. At least then I'd be able to go home."

"She could have tossed you into the void with that creepy red haired pedophile guy."

"Did you just call THE demon god Demigra a pedophile?" Towa deadpans.

"Eh, that was sort of the vibes I got form him." I shrug. "Also I am the saiyan god. You know Beerus? The strongest god of destruction? I fought him to a draw. Demigra can go fuck himself for all I care."

She stares down at me. "My god... you were actually being serious about that, weren't you?"

"Yeah." I nod. "What do you want for brekfast."

She narrows her eyes slightly. "How did you get so powerful?"

"Hm?" I hum as I walk past her. "Oh. That? I was already this powerful. If you want an idea, back during our meeting on planet Vegeta I could already turn into a saiyan god. But all I used against you was base super saiyan and kaioken... however during the four or so years since then... I've permanently become a god. Can't go back even if I wanted."

"So, anyways, I'm thinking pancakes." I state as I walk past her. "Do pancakes sound good to you?"

She lets out a quiet sigh. "Yes, pancakes sound alright."

"Neat."

I walk out of my room and calmly make pancakes, ignoring the sounds of Towa's head making contact with the dining room table at high speeds.

"You think Chronoa does it so often in the morning is because she hopes you'll faceplant into whatever I feed you?" I slowly ask.

*Thunk*

"I hate her. Hate her so much."

"To be fair, you have been causing a lot of chaos, used your blue guy minion to beat literal children within an inch of their lives, killed quite a few people as well... it's just karma."

I flick the pan back, watching as the pancake does three slow flips an lands perfectly on the other side.

I slowly turn to look at her. "Wait... is this even fucking karma anymore? You are living here rent free, you get fed three meals a day, and I practically don't give a fuck what you do. You are fucking mooching off me!"

"You make a surprisingly good pancake." The demon hums, forehead sweating slightly at the fact I am blatantly calling her out right now.

She turns her head to the side as her face smashes into the table again. She's incredibly durable despite apparently being a 'noncombattant', so honestly it doesn't seem to do much more than annoy her. And ohohoho. It's annoying her.

Towa nods her head. "I have decided. Once I escape I will allow you to live despite the fact you brought me here in the first place. That was simply a retaliatory attack from that time I broke your bones. Yet since I have lived here you have been incredibly pleasant, and-" *CRASH*

She sits up again a moment later. "Any annoyances haven't been caused by you. Just your bitch boss."

"Good luck with escaping." I shrug as I take a long sip of my orange juice.

The door just out of view is thrown open. "NION!"

I look to Chronoa as she steps around the corner, in her hand is a time scroll.

"You..." Towa seethes.

Chronoa wordlessly points a small black controller at her and-

*THUNK*

Promply smashes her head into the table.

"Hehe." The kai giggles darkly. "Call my cooking shit will you?"

She looks back to me, mood changing immidiately. "It's bad! Goku and Vegeta aren't a threat against Frieza! In the original timeline they both had super saiyan god! But here they both chose to go for super saiyan four! You caused this mess! You fix it!"

"What the hell?" Towa mutters. "Frieza defeating two super saiyan fours-" *Crash*

'ah, that's right. She knows nothing of the super timeline.'

"Fiiiiine." I sigh as I bring a hand to my head and turn off the stove. "Be right back, going to go kill the sadistic lizard man."

"Please! Do not leave me with this Sadistic Psycho Bitch!" Towa shrieks.

"What did you just call me?!" *THUNK*

I turn to look at Chronoa. "Alright. Stop it. At first it was a little funny, but now it's just sad. Also if you break my table I'll be pissed."

"You're table?! What about my forehead?!" Towa shrieks.

"I'm still a little bit mad about the bone powdering event." I state.

"…"

"Ffffffine." Chronoa pouts. "I'll stop... for now. Here take this scroll-"

"Now, I have to go take this." I state as I eventually lock on the power signatures. "Good thing they're super saiyan fours..."

"Wait... don't you need the scroll to go there-" I hear Chronoa ask.

With a shrill squeak I disappear.


Well! Nion now has his own little pet demon! That's fun!

Plus it looks like he'll need to take a pit stop in the super timeline to stop a galactic warlord from murdering his people!

Power Levels:

Erito Power level 400,889,160
Mystic: 200,444,580,000
Flawed Mystic Super Saiyan: 2,004,445,800,000

Viola Power Level 327,210,853
LSSJ2 Mastered Grade 5: 736,224,419,250

Forte Power level 186,551,774
Mastered SSJ3+ Saiyan Beyond God 3,357,931,896,000

Basaku Power level 185,648,221
Super Saiyan 4 Grade 5 (Unmastered) (1,113,889,326,000)

Note: Power level 161,636,840
Mastered Super Saiyan Grade 5, Kaioken x50: 905,166,304,000

Beat: Power level: 160,644,540
Mastered Super Saiyan Grade 5, Kaioken x51: 917,601,612,480

Guest Reviews:

connor j. fowler: Huh... I didn't know blue berzerk was a thing... I knew vegeta's evil blue form was a thing, but not berserk ssb... yeah that's pretty much what the aura looks like.

Guest 001: at the end of the chapter he realizes that he can just pop over to the world's current timeline at any point. So he'll definitely pop in every now and then to keep the Z fighters strong.

Alta: They fare... not well...

Guest 002: eh, true

Guest 003: Yeah, there are SOME situations where his skills grew without being the focus, primarily with kaioken, but the rate of growth really wasn't worth it. He'd have never been able to push the kaioken above level 20 without the systems help.

Guest 004: Done.

Guest 005: That's a little... too much... that's 'oh yeah, I 100% know the future' levels of bullshit.

Guestyperson: probably not the five man fusion... MAYBE if nion starts leveling the fusion dance skill, but he has no idea if the two fusees will share memories after fusing... he doesn't want people aware of the system or of his future knowledge.

Guest: 006: TRUE.

Guest: 007: Probably.


Anyways, I'll see you all later!