Six months came and went in a blur of time. I couldn't in good conscience leave the Mirai timeline behind, without seeing things through. Part of that may have been the fondness I gained for Future Gohan with the memories I received, though a large part of it could be attributed to something much more important.
A busty, horny and loveable milf.
To be quite honest, I could have created my own Dragon Balls and used the wish from them to recharge Shenron quicker so he could be summoned again. But I had time to spare, and with the option of two Bulma's all to myself? That's the kind of thing dreams are made of.
I've grown massively in strength. Yet, If I was actually fully one hundred percent focused, I could have grown even stronger. But the fact of the matter was, I only focused fifty percent of my time on training. The other fifty percent, I spent on relaxing and spending time with the pair of Bulma.
A lot of that time was spent in bed. Especially when they got adventurous enough to take me on together after two months and turned my nights into a Menage A Trois.
The light shining in from the window, illuminating the room with the radiance of the rising sun drew my attention for a moment, before my eyes slid down to the two exhausted ladies slumped over my thighs.
Mirai Bulma as I called her in my head, was slumped over my left thigh, her beautiful blue haired cascading downwards like a curtain and hiding her face from my gaze. But, I would only need to look at my other thigh to see her mirror image anyway. The fruit from the Tree of Might I'd given her, had restored her youth and brought her back to her prime. The same age as the Bulma of my timeline. They were honestly identical in everyway, and the only way to tell them apart was the fact the younger of the two was stronger, and Mirai Bulma's ki felt just a little bit older, a little bit more mature.
Fondness flowed through me and I reached down to gently comb my fingers through her hair, causing her to nuzzle into my palm.
"..It's almost time." I sighed wistfully.
"You're leaving soon huh?" her voice rang in my ears, and I noticed a blue eye peering up at me through the curtain of blue.
"Here I thought you'd be out of it for hours yet." I snorted. I'd been very thorough with her through the night, focused most of my attention on her because it would be the last time. So much so I ended up breaking the bed and had to conjure a new one for us to sleep on...and continue our fun.
"If it wasn't for that fruit you gave me, I definitely would be," Mirai Bulma gigged, "Though, even with that my entire body feels numb, you really gave me it hard last night."
The fruit. She was talking about the Golden Fruit, renamed from King Yemma's fruit. The tree had sprouted from the seed I planted within a few weeks. And since then, It had grown three of the fruit every single month. Oddly though, there were no seeds in the fruit. It made me wonder just where Chronoa got the one she gave me.
...Though, I wish they'd waited. They'd eaten them right then and there to double their power instead of following my advice and waiting until their power had grown much higher for more gains. And when I asked, they just waved me off and smiled at me like they had some secret that I didn't know about.
Oh well. At the end of the day, it wasn't a big deal. Despite how easily they took to learning ki techniques from me when they asked me to show certain ones to them, they were not combatants and had no interest in being so.
"Well, you were kind of asking for it, just look at what you were wearing." I replied teasingly, pointing at the discarded heap of blue tights, black leotard and high heels that went with the hairband adorned with bunny ears.
The younger of the two had let her older self know just how much I adored her in the playboy bunny outfit. And so I got two bunny girls waiting for me in the bedroom last night when I returned from sparring with Gohan and Piccolo. It had taken months of instruction from both myself who had got the information directly from Son Goku and Piccolo who had watched Son Goku assume the transformation in Otherworld frequently, but he'd finally managed it just a week ago. He managed, to ascend beyond even the legendary power of a Super Saiyan, to become a Super Saiyan Two.
"I definitely underestimated how much you liked us in those outfits though," she continued, before adding, "Pyon." with a teasing little wink.
I smirked, god last night was amazing. You haven't lived until you've had two Bulmas dressed as bunny girls worshipping your balls.
"..Still, todays the day huh?" Mirai Bulma sighed sadly, "Time sure has flown by these six months. I don't think I've ever been so happy and content in my life, or if I have been I certainly can't remember it."
I opened my mouth, before stopping and closing it. I didn't want to leave her behind. I can visit this timeline as I please thanks to Chronoa, but I didn't want to leave her behind regardless.
"...Yeah," I nodded solemnly, "There's just one more thing I want to do before I leave and it's just a matter of me using Instant Transmission and beating it into submission."
We fell into a comfortable, if sad silence.
"I don't want you to go." she admitted after a few moments of it.
Well. I guess, if she was going to come out and say it I can bring it up myself, though I'm not going to force the issue.
"I don't want to leave you behind." I replied in kind.
She was silent again for a moment,"...Bulla wants to go with you." she revealed.
I nodded. I already knew that. She'd been badgering me for months to let her come with me when I left this timeline. Especially after her mother outright told her, that she didn't want her becoming sexually active until she was the same age Bulma herself was when she set out on her journey for the Dragon Balls. Meaning fifteen. Still another good few months off.
With how angry she got that day, it was lucky she'd already managed to become a Super Saiyan, otherwise I think she might have just ascended then and there. That one poor island she ran rampant on, I pray it's having a nice time in the afterlife.
"I gave her permission if you said it was okay." Mirai Bulma admitted next.
"And you're okay with that?" I asked in surprise. After all, Bulla had never met her grandparents, and they would be getting wished back soon. As would everyone else, including Son Goku and Vegeta.
"She's just following the advice I gave her, and the same advice my dad gave to me that inspired me to set out looking for the Dragon Balls in the first place," the blue haired mother smiled at me, "He always encouraged me to go for what I wanted as hard as I could, no matter where the wind would take me."
"Dr. Briefs is an interesting guy, that's for sure." I mused with a chuckle. That sounded just like him. He was a very understanding man who doted on his daughter and did everything he could to ensure her happiness. I really liked the guy.
"Yeah...that's why I came to a decision of my own," she suddenly grinned, getting me to look down at her in confusion, "Wanna know why we ate those fruit you gave us last night without waiting?" she changed gears all of a sudden and asked.
"..Humour me." I replied drily I've got no idea what she's up to right now.
"Well, you remember that stupid dance you showed us and tried to get us to do a few months ago?" she asked.
The Fusion Dance? A few months back I'd pounded them both hard, fucked them in any and every position I could think of. I even conjured a strippers pole and bounced one up and down on my cock till she was a drooling mess with her eyes rolled up into the back of her head and had the other one dance for my entertainment while I did so. I'd teasingly showed it to them and said maybe they should fuse together and try their hand at taking me on, see if they could keep up then.
"What about it?" I asked, "Did you guys try out fusing?" Though, I don't see how that has anything at all to do with the previous subject of Bulla wanting to come with me when I returned to my own timeline with Bulma and Dende.
"Yes, something like that," she confirmed with a smirk, her small soft hands pressed against my thigh and she pushed herself up so she could look me in the eyes, my own fell to below her chin where her large, round breasts dangled almost lewdly on her chest, twin pink peak nubs looking incredibly appealing, "And do you remember what we've been mainly wanting to learn from you?"
"Instant Transmission?" I wondered. Because, that was generally the one thing they were most focused on learning, the pair of them. I don't blame them either, it's such an amazing technique.
"Yup," she nodded, her smirk turning almost vulpine with smugness, "And what does learning that let us do?"
"...Teleport?"
"Ugh," she rolled her eyes, "Honestly Kakarot, it's Spirit Control, that thing you've been abusing religiously since you got it from that wish."
"..And what does that have to with the Fusion Dance?" I questioned.
"Oh for crying out loud," another voice came from my other thigh, and the younger Bulma pushed herself up to glare into my eyes, apparently having feigned sleeping to, "We're the smartest bitches you'll ever come across, no matter what timeline you hop to, and you taught us an ability that let us experiment and augment ki." she snapped her fingers in front of my eyes to make sure I was following along, and when I just stared at her bemused, she huffed and got up off of the bed on wobbly legs, her older self following suit.
"And we're scientists studly, so we obviously researched similar things," Mirai Bulma added as they met at the foot of the bed, "Like Piccolo's ability to permanently fuse with other Namekians."
"What that means is," the younger of the two picked up, puffing her chest out and smirking at me proudly, her entirely naked body on full display, "Like the geniuses we are, we created a whole new ability from the dance, using information from Piccolo and Spirit Control."
"We learned how to make it permanent." Mirai Bulma finished, standing alongside her younger self and just as naked as she was. They were almost physically identical. The only differing between them on that front, is the older of the two of them having slightly large breasts and hips, a bonus from motherhood.
My eyes widened, "Wait..seriously?" I gaped at them, my eyes settling on Mirai Bulma as I processed what they meant, "But what about this time? And your parents, they'll be getting wished back soon."
"I told you didn't I?" she shrugged at me, "Dad always encouraged me to go after what I want. And I want you. Besides, Bulla might be a super tough Super Saiyan now, but I'm not letting my daughter go off on a crazy time jumping adventure without me. And this world will be fine without me."
"Two Bulma's are even better than one Kakarot," the younger Bulma, my girlfriend winked at me, "If our calculations are right, and they are, because when are they ever wrong? We'll be a much bigger help to you and your whole saving the universe from getting erased thing."
"Try not to let your cock get too hard okay stud?" Mirai Bulma giggled, "Just sit back and enjoy the show." she turned to her younger counterpart as she said that, and wrapped her lithe creamy arms around her identical, pushing up against her. Their large, doughy tits squashed against each other lewdly and before I could say anything, they both leaned forward...and kissed.
It was one of the hottest things I'd ever seen. And as soon as they did, their ki surged and they both began glowing a bright, blinding blue that blotted their forms out. It was so bright I had to cover my eyes.
But I felt it without having to see it. As their ki's merged together, becoming a stronger combined might...and then began to shoot massively, massively upwards. It was the largest growth of power I'd ever felt, outside of a transformation like Super Saiyan.
And when the light died down. Only one Bulma remained. But she had the presence of both together. Clad in clingy white pants with slits on the sides, and a black vest with gold shoulders that showed off their toned torso, their beautifully large, yet incredibly perky tits straining against black chest bindings that barely contained her bodacious cleavage.
"What'ya think Kakarot?" she preened as I stared at her gobsmacked, sensually running her hands up her curvy hips, over her torso to the underside of her tits where she cupped them and wiggled them teasingly at me, "The all new Super Bulma is here now, and I'm so hot I make the sun look cold."
...She wasn't wrong. Bulma was always amazingly hot, gorgeous even, one of the most beautiful people I'd ever seen and could make a model stare in envy as she walked passed. But, this fusion of the future and present Bulma? Her skin had a radiant glow to it, the few tiny imperfections she had, like a tiny little bend to her nose, things like that, were all completely gone. Her stomach was tighter, her hips flared out even more amazingly, and I think her tits are even a little bit bigger than either of them had before, or at least rounder with a deeper cleavage.
And her power was insane. Greater even than my own base form, more than double it!
I found myself licking my lips, "I think you need to lose those clothes and get over here," I said, lifting a finger and beckoning her back to the bed with me, "I need to break you and give this new body of yours a test run." already blood was flowing to my groin, my limp dick beginning to rise like Korin's Tower piercing into the sky.
"Oh really~?" 'Super' Bulma rose an eyebrow at me, and a second later, the metamoran clothing covering her form disappeared, "Interesting, isn't it? The clothing is as much a part of me as my fingers or toes. I can make them disappear or reappear at will." she explained when she saw my own eyebrows raised in interest.
Hips swaying mesmerizingly, she sauntered towards the bed, reaching down to grab the discarded pair of bunny ears the younger of the two Bulma's had been wearing last night and slipping them onto her head, before kneeling on the bed and crawling towards me.
For once, I could go all out on my girl without hurting her, even with as strong as she- they had been before, I was still just that much stronger that I had to hold back., but not anymore. I fucked her so hard the entire building shook and I'm sure the city itself began vibrating a bit. It was a good thing West City was a ghost town due to the androids, or there would have been a mass panic.
Still, 'Super Bulma' or not now, and even stronger than me in the base form, she still couldn't keep up, and when she got cocky for a bit initially, well, she wasn't for long when the 'Ultra Dick Form' came into play. I screwed her into a sputtering, squealing mess.
Sadly, I have things I need to do today, so I couldn't waste all my time doing her. So we cut off early, so I could accomplish what I needed to, and so she could get feeling back in her legs quick thanks to her regeneration and go about making sure we had all the things we needed that we were taking into our timeline with us. Like the vaccine for the Heart Virus that killed the Son Goku of this world.
So once I was ready and dressed, I placed my two fingers on my forehead, sensed up to the lookout for a familiar group of powers and used Instant transmission to teleport on up.
As soon as I appeared there, I had to dodge out of the way of a glowing blonde missile. Bulla cursed as she slammed into tiled flooring of the lookout, before immediately pushing back up, ignoring the smashed tiles beneath her, "You're gonna get it th-" she went to say before pausing as she saw me, "Oh, hey daddy." she greeted me, the aggression leaving her face.
"Finally calmed down have you sister?" a smooth, baritone voice spoke up from behind me, "And to think, if I had just called father up before, I could have gotten back to my job much earlier."
"Stop calling me that you dick!" Bulla switch her attention from me to glare over my shoulder at the one talking to her.
I snorted and turned to face him, an incredibly tall pale skinned man, clad in a spotted green carapace, a gnarled wooden staff held within one of his hands, "Greetings father," Perfect Cell completely ignored Bulla's anger to smile genially at me, "A bit late are you not? I suppose you were kept back longer due to that odd, yet incredible surge of power I felt coming from Bulma?"
"You know I'm not actually your father right?" I pointed out, huffing in amusement, "And yes, it seems that they decided to fuse together into a single Bulma permanently so the Bulma of this time can be with me as well."
"What an incredibly unpredictable woman," Cell hummed before pointing the head of his staff at me, the sign of his position and the former staff of Kami, "And, is there a problem with referring to you as my father? Gero made the imperfect, imbecilic Cell that would never truly be Perfect. You are the one who created me from that foolish Cell, the path to true Perfection."
I honestly didn't mind at all to be honest, "Call me father if you want." I shrugged. He only called Bulla sister to rile her up, due to the fact that she'd eaten and devoured the evil parts of his soul.
"Perfect." His smile broadened.
"So mom went ahead and done it, huh?" Bulla spoke up as she powered down, her aura disappearing and her hair reverting from gold to lavender
"You knew she was planning that?" I rose an eyebrow at her.
"Sure, they both told me about it when they okayed letting me go with you if you let me," she shrugged, before narrowing her eyes at me, "Speaking of, you're letting me come right?"
"Obviously," I rolled my eyes, "Honestly, I'd take you all with me if this universe wasn't en-route to get blown to shit without everyone."
"Hmm, yes this Zeno," Cell hummed, nodding his head, "Even in the few meetings I've had with King Yemma since taking up the role of Guardian of Earth, he's been very tight lipped about him. Truly fascinating that even those that oversee the afterlife, the very gods of this world are terrified of this being."
Cell quickly reached his Perfect Form within a few weeks under my guidance. From what Bulma had told me of going through Gero's files, he'd needed to reach a battle power of ten million before he'd been able to reach his Imperfect Form. I'd fed him fruit from the Tree of Might, four hundred and seventy five of them in total actually to reach that stage. And then, once he'd evolved to his Imperfect Form and stayed under the watchful gazes of both myself and Piccolo for a while, I'd went on to let him absorb Android 17 and Android 18.
...He had actually been very hesitant to do so. And had actually outright refused. It wasn't until I done a little something to let him know that only evil ran through those android's bodies, did he comply and absorb them and reach his Semi-Perfect form, and then his Perfect Form.
From everything I'd managed to glean. Cell enjoyed fighting, and he enjoyed his own greatness. But with all the evil within him torn out, he was a kind soul. He honestly reminded me of the arrogance of Piccolo, yet with the kindness and patience of Kami.
And with Dende to unlock his great potential...well, I'm very sure he is vastly stronger than the canon Cell. When I asked of him later, to take up the position of Guardian of Earth, to guide this world and be the holder of the Dragon Balls, he had gladly accepted. That was three months ago now, and since then he had been under the tutelage of not only Mr. Popo, but Dende and Piccolo himself.
"Honestly, I still find this hard to believe," Bulla crossed her arms and rolled her eyes, "I've felt your power at your very highest output, in Super Saiyan Three, if we weren't in your own dimension at the time the amount of energy you were outputting would have probably cracked the planet in half."
That was more due to just how obscenely hard Super Saiyan Three was to control. I'd spent the last six months constantly refining my control over the Super Saiyan Transformations. It only took me a month to get full control over the first form. Thankfully, Son Goku's memories came with a lot instructions and knowledge on the forms, and even Super Saiyan 2 wasn't that hard to gain full control over, the real problem had been the heavily increased aggression. The power output itself was much easier to keep a hold of.
But Super Saiyan Three? It worked on the route of overcharging the super saiyan ki, a lot like kaioken, but at a massively increased scale. The strain on the body was massive, and my entire physical body is used as a conduit for that energy. It was why in that form, my hair extended massively down to the back of my knees. It was a form that needed a tremendous amount of ki generated in the first place to even begin the step of transforming, which was why I suspect Son Goku in the canon timeline initially took so much time to enter the form, and that sheer amount of heavy, dense ki could cause tremendous damage on the surroundings if not controlled. I had a much easier time of it thanks to both my tail that offset much of the energy output I needed and worked as an extra conduit to infuse my generated ki into, and the fact that it was much quicker for me to generate that ki because of my infinite ki generator.
Still, even now while I've been at it for two and a half months, it still takes a bit of time to enter the form and my control in it while decent, still isn't the best. But, I can at least reliably enter it right now without well pulling a Goku and shaking the entire planet, as long as I'm careful. And my temper is a hair trigger in that form also.
"No, trust me, Zeno is so far beyond my strength right now it isn't even funny," I replied, shaking my head, "He could blink me out of existence. Hell, one of his lackeys could."
"Which is terrifying coming from you father," Cell pointed out, "After all, it's not a far stretch to say you could do the same to any single one of us. Well, maybe not blink, but you get my point."
"Eh, I'll believe it when I see it." Bulla shrugged. She may have inherited the same techniques and fighting ability Cell had due to that fruit I had given her containing his evil ki, but it hadn't really changed her attitude at all. At most, it had simply made her a bit more aggressive. I'd made sure to keep an eye on her just in case and was prepared to make a set of dragon balls if the worst happened, but she was fine, as I had expected when I did it initially. "So, when are we leaving?" she asked, changing the subject.
"Tonight." I replied simply. I'd kept contact with people of this dimension to a minimum and had not even went and met the Master Roshi of this timeline. I left ten Fruit of Might for everyone, all of my acquaintances ad even those I hadn't met with Gohan to gift them when they returned to life, to increase their powers and enhance their lifespans massively. If Guru was to believed, a single one of them would allow someone to live five hundred years. So ten of them was basically gifting each and every single one of them a life span of five thousand years.
One hundred and eighty fruit, that was how many I was leaving behind for others to take. Well, some had already taken those ten like the Bulma of this timeline and Gohan and Piccolo. But there were ten fruit each for Bulma's mother, Bulma's father, Bulma's Sister, Chichi, Ox-King, Master Roshi, Puar, Oolong, Krillin, Tien, Yamcha, Chiaotzu, Yajirobe, Launch and even Son Goku and Vegeta.
The ten for Vegeta are merely a thank you gift for the wonderful sexy daughter he left behind, and for the fact that I totally stole Bulma for myself.
"That soon huh?" Bulla grimaced, then nodded. Suddenly, her aura burst into life around her, "Then I'm off to go see Master Gohan and say goodbye, this'll be the last I see him for a while. Later daddy, prick." she said, nodding to me, then Cell and taking off into the air a moment later and speeding away.
"Goodbye Sister, have a safe trip!" Cell waved after her, a chuckle escaping his lips. When she was out of sight, he sighed and shook his head, "Truly, I'm quite jealous she gets to come along. I can almost taste the fun we'd have travelling through all the different timelines defeating villains, growing stronger together and rising up to surpass even these Gods of Destruction you told me about."
"It would be fun," I agreed. I can almost imagine the horror of popping up in a timeline within the Saiyaman Saga with Cell at my side. The chaos that would cause would be legendary, "I really want to see if you can reach that golden form thing Frieza does later down the line."
"I definitely will be attempting it, we have much preparation we need to do to avoid getting erased by the Omni-King," Cell nodded, he clapped his together around his staff then, "Speaking of preparation, that reminds me father. I, alongside Mr. Popo looked over Korin's tower and found a few of these, I believe you should take one." magic swirled in his palm, and suddenly a pot was in his hand, filled with dirt and a tiny little green sapling sprouting out of it.
"What's this?" I asked, accepting it from him.
"A sprout for growing Senzu Beans," Cell grinned at me, gesturing his arms out broadly, "It seems, at least according to Mr. Popo that the more ki enriched area they are grown in, the quicker and more abundant they can grow. The Earth it seems, does not have a lot of ambient ki, and Korin's tower is an area designed to stimulate that ambient ki. But, your personal dimension does not have that problem and should be capable of growing them abundantly."
"Oh!" My eyes widened. That explained so much. "...Honestly, at this point I may as well give up being a warrior and become a farmer instead." Seriously, two Tree of Might, Yemma's fruit tree and now I'm gonna be planting Senzu Beans too.
Actually, that might actually be fun. There's like a ton of mystical fruit and such about the Dragon Ball Universe. Where would I get my hands on that crazy demon fruit Garlic Jr had?
"And you'd still be far more productive than Dr. Gero," Cell grinned, he went to continue but the sound of heavy foot falls coming from his new home alerted us to an approaching someone. And a moment later, a towering behemoth of a man clad in green armour stepped out, "Hello Sixteen, come to watch the birds?" he greeted the android pleasantly.
"Good day Super Kami Cell," Android Sixteen inclined his head in greeting, "And yes, I am." after saying so, the android walked passed us both, though he paused and eyed me thoughtfully for a moment before continuing on.
Well, his whole programming used to be about killing 'Son Goku' before my Bulma got to reprogramming him alongside the other four, Androids 13, 14, 15 and 19. All of the reprogrammed androids are actually living up here on the lookout and are under Cell's command, as force of good to protect the planet.
"Super Kami Cell?" I raised an eyebrow at him, a grin tugging at my lips as amusement filled me.
"Mr. Super Kami Perfect Cell actually," Cell grinned as he corrected me, "But for you father, you can just call me Cell."
"Learn that from Dende did you?" I asked.
"I thought it only fitting, after all I'm at least partially Namekian, and part Piccolo and Kami specifically, and I'm Guardian of Earth." he pointed out.
"Well, have fun with that then." I shrugged as I opened up a portal to my personal dimension - I should really name it actually - and placed the potted Senzu Bean inside it for safekeeping for the moment. I'll plant it later.
"Oh, I plan to," Cell chuckled. He rode out his amusement before his face turned serious, "Are you ready to do it now father? I found it last night and have been tracking it. It is a ghastly thing and if left unchecked will surely lower the Mortal Level of this universe vastly."
"Yeah, it's the only thing left to do here." I nodded. It was an idea that had come to me a few months back. Something to both help this timeline if it was actually a thing, and promote the growth of my personal dimension.
"Very well, place your hand on my shoulder father, I will show you where it is," Cell nodded, before biting his lip, "A word of warning though father. While monitoring it, I felt an incredibly powerful and evil ki within it. For the most part, it was only a bit above a third of the strength of my own full power, but at random intervals it spiked massively to even surpass my own. While not a match for your full power, I am unsure if this is extent of their power."
There's actually someone that strong out and about in this universe? It's a good thing I'm still here then before they inevitably find their way here to Earth, like every massive power in the universe usually does.
"I'll be careful, don't worry." I promised him, then placed my hand on his shoulder.
As soon as I did, I felt my vision shift as I allowed Cell to direct what I saw. My vision was carried deep into the plunging black depths of space, stars and planets whizzing by in blurs.
And suddenly, my vision was filled with the view of a gargantuan, white mechanical sphere, easily the size of the Earth's moon.
The Big Gete Star. And sharing my senses with Cell, I could feel the dark, rage filled and evil ki he warned me of.
I mentally thanked Cell and locked onto that ki signature. And a split moment later, I left the Earth and the Lookout behind as I shifted through space and time to appear above the titanic metal sphere.
"..Way bigger than I thought it would be." I whistled. I really am impressed by this thing.
I took a moment then to just luxuriate in the feeling of being in space, and capable of breathing thanks to the traits I picked up from King Cold, and even talking as if I were back on Earth.
God, I'm fucking awesome.
I observed the Big Gete Star for a good little while. It was obscenely big, but due to my speed it was quite simple to fly and orbit around it, looking it over and searching for a way inside that didn't require me blasting it open.
I could probably wipe it out in one shot if I want with my full power. But no, this thing will be incredibly useful to me. Not only for increasing the Mortal Level of whatever universe I'm in, but also for optimizing the NEET life I so desire.
But no, it's shut tight. I'm gonna have to blast it open I gue-
*Shhht*
I was cut off as one a part of it slid open revealing a hallway illuminated by lines of lights engraved in the walls. A moment later, a shiny, metallic silver humanoid figure walked into view. The first thought I had, is that they definitely aren't Cooler.
No, it's someone I really wasn't expecting.
A massive muscular build, ragged white pants, gleaming golden adornments. And even with a metallic body, somehow glowing golden green hair and whited out eyes.
"It's yoouu! I knew iiit!" Broly hissed, pointing a massive metal finger in my direction. That ki I felt through Cell, so he was the one. "Kaaakaaaarooooooooootttt!" a raging green aura burst into existence around him and the metallic behemoth threw himself at me at blindingly fast speeds, a giant meaty metal fist outstretched towards me.
Golden light surged around my form as I entered Super Saiyan and a shockwave that could demolish a mountain erupted as his fist met my palm. But I didn't budge at all. He's strong, really strong. But really, not that much stronger than Bulla in her own Super Saiyan form.
"Broly, didn't you get retconned?" I asked with a snort.
He roared angrily putting all his strength into his fist to try and overpower me and I felt his power beginning to rise, "Kaaaakaaaaroooo-"
"None of that now," I tsked, letting go of his hand and stepping out of the way and allowing his own strength to carry him by me, "Bye bye Broly." I wrapped my arms around his neck as he went passed me, dug my fingers in hard and then ripped his head off of his shoulders.
His body went limp and began floating there in space while I held his head between my hands. I eyed his metallic face, frozen into a snarl.
I raised an eyebrow when wires began squirming out of his decapitated neck on both ends, reaching towards each other to try and reconnect, "Yeah, but no." I snorted and fired a double handed ki wave through the head down across the body and wiped them both from existence.
The Legendary Super Saiyan. A being who can get stronger indefinitely in that form. But see, as long as their power is lower than yours, it still takes them time to ramp up, the bigger the gap between you both the longer it takes. That is what I learned from the memories I recieved.
And there's one simple way to deal with that kind of thing. Kill them before they can ramp up. In the Super Movie, if Goku and Vegeta had just taken things seriously from the start, they could have easily killed the much superior version of Broly before he got the chance to ramp up and overtake them.
"Now-" I turned to the Big Gete Star, only to sigh as I saw dozens of same kind of hatches sliding open and very familiar giant metallic bodied behemoth's stepping out.
"Kaaaaakaaarrrrooooot!"
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"Kaaaaakaaarrrrooooot!"
"Kaaaaakaaarrrrooooot!"
"Yeah, I know my name you fucking autistic rage tard." I rolled my eyes. I completely forgot the Big Gete Star can do that.
With a sigh I eyed the gathering of basically cyborg Legendary Super Saiyans and got ready to murder them all. Though a thought occurred to me, if his body is metal, why the hell are his clothes you know not...and why the hell does he have actual hair?
Anyway, again, shameless Pa-atreon plug. I've got one, go by the same username on there, easy to find and all that jazz. Support me if you want, it'd be swell, but don't feel pressured lads and ladies, I'll be uploading my stuff outside it regardless and not keeping it all behind a paywall or anything like that.