Somewhere on Earth – An intense battle draws to an end.
On Earth, a battle raged on. After all their efforts were exhausted, Piccolo; an old villain who paired up with their rival; Goku, had one last trick up their sleeve against a warrior from another world known as Raditz. Goku used his opening to grab Raditz from behind with a Full Nelson, trapping the both of them in place.
"What- You runt! I should have killed you when I had the chance!"
Struggling to be released from the hold, Raditz was helpless to escape as Goku's grip and strength was too much to bear, despite the power difference during the fight. All the while Piccolo had finished charging a special attack.
"Piccolo...! Your attack...! Let's go!"
Piccolo chuckled as he prepared to release the blast, all the while Raditz continued to speak.
"Kakarot, you're a Saiyan! Don't sacrifice your life for these Earthlings!"
"It's nice to know you still care about me."
"Prepare yourself, Goku! It's time!"
Piccolo's attack was now ready as he pointed a super charged finger towards the pair. As the two grunted in reaction, the attack was finally in play.
"Special Beam Cannon, FIRE!"
Releasing a spiralling beam of Ki, the blast connected with Raditz's chest which began drilling clean through! At that moment, immense pain would be felt from the Saiyan Warrior which would then be felt by Goku, as the beam passed clean through and began penetrating through his body! Eventually, the beam bored its way through the pair and out the back; separating them and causing them to fall to the ground face-up. Raditz was defeated and victory was there, however Goku paid the price with his life...
Hyper Dimension – Gamindustri Graveyard
"Is that really all you've got?"
A womanly voice was heard in the distance as Nepgear, one of the only CPU Candidates to accompany the CPU's of Planeptune, Lastation, Lowee and Leanbox, watched as one woman was capable of not only holding them off but besting them in battle without so much as breaking a sweat.
"What?! How?!"
"Stay your hand, White Heart."
"Stay my hand? The freak is that supposed to mean?!"
Purple and White Heart bickered to each other as the woman pointed their large scythe towards the quartet.
"Enough chatter. To think the four CPU's who were born to protect their nations would fall so easily in battle. It's honestly laughable."
"We'll see who's laughing once we take you down!"
"Then please. If you're so determined to defeat me, then try it."
"Oh, we freaking will, we are going to end you!"
"You'll die trying."
As if the woman beckoned them, the CPU's charged the scythe wielder with all their might. However their attempts were futile as she countered the majority of them and knocked them to the wayside, leaving Nepgear vulnerable as she slow-approached.
"N-no... It can't be... Neptune... Neptune!"
"Crying to your beloved sister? You really were weak, weren't you?"
"I can't win... It's the end... Gamindustri will fall..."
Three Years Later . . .
Gamindustri faces a dire crisis.
Shops are boarded up, creators are overworked and starving, and death looms for all Gamindustrimen.
Ever since the advent of ASIC – the Arfoire Syndicate of International Crime, Morality has all but vanished.
As much as 80% of all students have begun to worship a being known as Arfoire. Even the governing bodies have turned a blind eye to this organization instead of crushing it in its infancy, allowing it to grow and expand unopposed.
Gamindustri has fallen into complete and utter disarray...
Those who tire to live in this corrupt world are doomed to wander the depths of the Gamindustri Graveyard, forever lost.
Meanwhile on Earth, the situation was dire for the Earthlings...
With Goku deemed dead, and his son abducted by Piccolo, the threat of the Saiyans was revealed with the last words of Raditz; Nappa and Vegeta.
On their way now after hearing about the Dragon Balls, Goku's soul was supposed to drift to the Otherworld and meet with King Kai; who would be capable of teaching him techniques useful in fending off the incoming threats. However...
Goku found himself in an unknown world, waking up inside an office in a world unrecognizable.
That's honestly pretty messed up, you guys.
*Ahem.
Welcome, to Planeptune...
"Huh...? Where...?"
"Please, do not move so much. You are a very lucky man, to survive a wound that severe."
"What...? Who...?"
A soft voice was heard as Goku wondered where he was. His vision was blurry, making it difficult to see his surroundings or even if anyone was around. Only that he was hearing a voice talking about luck and his wound. Most likely referring to the imprint made by Piccolo's SBC attack. He tried to move but resulted in a spike of pain as he laid his head back again.
"Please do not move! You are still in considerable pain, even after Compa patched you up."
His vision began to reappear to him slowly as the area revealed itself. A room similar to that of Capsule Corporation with futuristic looking walls and chairs, as well as a central desk. Laid on a makeshift bed, a small woman sitting on a floating book was in front of him, looking concerned at the individual before her.
"Oh, a floating book lady... Wait, what?! What's going on?!"
"Please calm down! O_O"
Taking aback by Goku's sudden outburst, the being floated backwards a little in shock.
"Why am I here...? Why am I still alive?"
"Still alive? Whatever do you mean?"
"I mean that despite a massive hole in my chest from Piccolo's attack, I'm here with you, in one piece. That was a very strong Ki Wave used against me."
"I do not know who or what this, Piccolo is, but rest assured that our brightest nurse tended to your open wound. I am just thankful, that you are no longer severely injured."
A small smile formed on the lady's features as Goku slowly lent forward, giving them a wide smile.
"Hehe~ It's nothing. I've handled similar things before, near death situations! But would you mind telling me who you are and where I am?"
"Certainly. I am Histoire, a tome created to record Gamindustri's History, and currently acting as Planeptune's Oracle."
"Nice to meet'cha, Histoire! I'm sorry but I don't know anything about what you're talking about. Certainly never heard of this Game... Industry? Or Planeptu-Planeptunia?"
"Planeptune."
"Planeptune. Got it. That's a mouthful! But I don't recognise anything. Are we still on Earth?"
"Earth?"
Histoire tilted her head slightly as Goku explained himself. He went on about where he came from, and who he was, as well as who he was fighting before now. Listening intently, Histoire was quite surprised to hear about all of these events, as they had never happened in Gamindustri. As she recorded the history of the world, she would know of such things.
"Oh my, you must have gone through quite the ordeal, in order to get to where you are now. However, everything you had said is not in my records or any known records in fact. Not even in any old history tomes and resources, mention anything of what you have described."
"Really? Darn."
"My only logical conclusion, is that you have come from another reality."
"Another what?!"
Taken aback by Histoire's words, he scratched his head and tried his best to comprehend what had happened. It was certainly strange, hearing all this. But even more of a shocker was that he was not home anymore, and there are currently two hostile beings heading to his planet. Without him there, he started to grow worried for the others.
"Oh no, that's right! I need to find a way back home before the others arrive! Urgh..."
Moving too quickly out of bed, Goku felt immense pain as he dropped back down, prompting a concerned Histoire to hold his arm.
"Please do not move around! You are still recovering from your injuries, and that will take some time."
"But how much longer do I need to stay here?! My friends are in danger, I have to help them!"
"I do not know the specifics, but it should take up to three hours."
"Really... Darn it. I guess I have no choice then. What food do you have here?"
"I shall prepare a serving of the best food Planeptune has to offer. Please stay here until then, and do not leave this room."
"You got it, Histoire!"
After seeing Goku flash a smile and leaned back onto the bed's pillow, Histoire floated out of the room's door to look for some delights. Goku however would not stop thinking about Earth, and his friends. He just hopes they can hold their own without him for a while...