Hey guys, thank you for the 900+ views! And thank you for liking and following this story. Sorry for not releasing this chapter earlier! But, I'll be releasing another chapter tomorrow as well!

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NOTE: 1) this one is a small chapter and it's all about how Saitama made it to the DBZ universe. And the good thing is, you don't need to be a cosmologist to understand it!

2) There is a new character (of my own creation) that I have introduced in this chapter. If he feels similar to any of the characters you've seen or heard of before, then please let me know if own him or not!

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A few hours earlier:

'Oh, this space thing is so stretchy!'

Saitama looked into the darkness in which he was engulfed, frowning. 'Did Genos not say that I have to reach the sun…? Where is it? Everything here looks black!' He sped further into the vastness of the cosmos, bending space and creating powerful time ripples that were felt throughout his universe. 'If this goes on any longer, I swear I'm going to tear it apart!'

And the moment he did, he hit a barrier, strong enough to stop the One-Punch Man!

"Owowowow!" Saitama rubbed his head. "What the heck!" He looked back; he saw a hole in space, slowly repairing itself, and then it was gone. The only source of light was coming from beyond the invisible barrier. 'Hmmm… so that shiny thing must be the sun. Now I know why nobody reached it yet! It took me more than a minute even though I used a serious move. This barrier actually stopped my seriousjump…' He smiled and took his serious stance.

''SERIOUS SERIES: SERIOUS PUNCH!''

The force behind his punch shattered the barrier and revealed the identity of the source of light. "EH? Where's the sun? And why is there an old man floating around sleeping? Grandpa, what did you do to the sun? Oi, WAKE UP!"

"Shut up, will you? I'm trying to get some sleep." The ancient man replied.

'What in the world? What do I do now?' Saitama watched as the man floated around in nothingness. He had a really long beard that enveloped him as if it were a blanket. He was clad in a white robe and in his right hand, he carried a small pen. The light was coming from him, he realized; he had an astonishing aura that even made Saitama, though momentarily, surprised. "Hey old man, are you the sun? You must be really strong, huh?"

The old man opened his eyes to take a look at the guy who had the nerve to disturb his sleep. "Who're you calling an old man, Baldy? If you don't get the hell outta here, I'm gonna crack you open like an egg!"

Saitama hated being called a baldy, especially by old weirdos floating around in space. "WHAT WAS THAT? You old FOSSIL!"

"HOW DARE YOU!" The old man started to glow, brighter than any supernova!

Saitama covered his eyes, and with a glow of hope he realized he was smiling. He knew that this man wasn't anywhere near normal; in fact, he had a feeling that beating him wouldn't be easy at all. He took his stance and got ready for a fight

But he was not ready for what was to come. He watched as the old man struggled to unwrap himself from his white blanket, wrestling with his hair.

"Once I'm out of this mess, I'll teach you a lesson! I'll flay you alive and—GET OUT OF MY WAY, STUPID HAIR!"

"OK... oi gramps, you need some help?"

"I do not need any help fro... AH...AH...CHOOOOOOOO!" Infinite gravitational waves escaped from the old man's sneeze. Time stopped, and Saitama just stood there, picking his nose.

The old man gave up. His escape plan had failed, and his hair was more tangled than ever. He looked at the bald mortal. 'How is he still alive? And how in the world is he breathing in space? He is not simple at all, is he?' He thought of putting Saitama to the test and cleared his throat. "Ahem, young man, I'm not able to free myself from this peril. If you would be so kind to help this old man out, I'll grant you a wish."

Saitama was confused. 'Did he not want to kill me few seconds ago?'

"I'm not going to kill you. You have my word."

"Oh! You just read my thoughts didn't you! Are you a psychic? Well, ok then, I'll help you out gramps." Saitama walked towards the old man and got ready to work.

'As soon as he touches me, he will be oblitar—' Saitama undid the hairdo so fast that it couldn't be processed. The old man was flabbergasted! "WHAT? BUT HOW? WHO ARE YOU?"

"Alright, done! Now keep your word and tell me how to get to—" Saitama was stopped mid sentence. He ducked and caught the old man's punch and judo-flipped him in space.

The old man was shocked. "Impossible! I'm a god!" But it was futile to mention this. God or not, It wouldn't matter to Saitama. He stopped mid-air—or mid-space!—and turned around. "I already know what you want, Saitama!" He smiled and snapped his fingers to open a portal. "Go through this portal and find your fight..."

Saitama still looked confused. 'Didn't he just attack me? Should I trust him? How did he know my name?'

"Do not worry, young man. I will never go back on my word!"

Eh, he couldn't care less. He had come this far anyway and he had no clue how to go back. He took the old man's word and stepped through the portal.

"Remember one thing; each multiverse has its own laws. So when you find your fight, do not hold back. The fate of the 3 multiverses is in your hands... BALDY!" The old man laughed.

"WHAT DID YOU SAY!?" Saitama bellowed before disappearing in a bright flash of light.

'Be strong Saitama... for you two are our last hope.' The old man thought to himself. He wondered whether the two of them could become friends, then laughed. What was he thinking, talking about flaying Saitama alive? 'I guess I'm getting to old for this job now. Hmmm, I'll ask him to take over after the apocalypse. This pen... I wonder why it started glowing when he arrived.'

The old god was lost in thought, wondering whether the two of them would be enough to save the multiverses.

The next chapter: Featuring GOKU!