Before you ask, why does Cuha look saiyan/human? In story reason, Dr Gero wanted to experiment and so he achieved [redacted]

Out of story? I didn't want to write bugman porn. Writing porn is boring enough as it is for me... (the porn, if I ever get to writing it) will be on QQ and AO3 (when i can be bothered to catch up the updates on AO3...)

A few minutes earlier:

In between heartbeats, Marika appeared in the middle of some human city, Rei next to her.

"W-where are we?" the black-haired beauty asked.

And Marika shrugged. "Haven't got the faintest," she said and turning, she pointed at a gawking woman. "You there, madam."

"Y-yes?"

"Where are we?"

The middle-aged woman's eyes seemed to bulge at that.

"W-what?"

"Our location." Marika said, speaking slowly. "Where exactly on the planet do we happen to find ourselves?"

At that, the woman seemed to relax and scoff. "M-city," she said and turned around, and after seeing nothing happen to her, the rest of the bystanders relaxed and begun dispersing as well.

"Goddamn tourist heroes…" the departing woman murmured, and Marika turned to Sailor Mars.

"That's…"

"On the other side of the planet," Marika murmured, well aware of the intricacies of this world due to the simple fact that her and Rei's husband lived here.

"And he—"

"Is currently fighting for his life in A-city, yes."

"Goddamn company…" Rei murmured, a bitter tone and Marika nodded as they pushed flooded their bodies with power and begun making their way towards Yuha, not that it mattered. For by the time they got there, it would be over one way or another.

Still.

A smile split Marika's lips as she tasted his radiant aura, stretching all the way across the planet.

"Such vigor, such, strength," she purred, licking her lips.

"M-marika!" Rei said, scandalized, and she turned to her sister wife with a blink.

"What?" and then she shook her head. "Oh, you silly little prude."

"I-I'm not prude!" the girl spluttered, cheeks red, and she didn't correct her. For despite what their lives had been like so far, Mars had retained some measure of innocence. One Marika had little interest in destroying.

But still.

Such primal power, and the air of divinity around you…Its unmistakable. Well done husband!

"Two more heaven defying fists?! No. Enough is enough! Go, my herald, the time has come!"

"Ah~! Ah~! As you command oh most holy one~!" the green-haired human looking woman said with a bow and rising, turned around, and as he gestured, a portal rent itself into existence, the universe shuddering at the act and she jumped into it.

"And so…" Psykos whispered.

Present time:

Boros rose on unsteady feet. Blinking as his sight cleared, and he ignored the curious bits of smoke behind Yuha and to Boros' left.

He spun around and sighed, preparing to let go of this state.

For this transformation taxed him greatly and he'd yet to master it.

Not that he'd had any reason to do so in all those years…

"And so it ends, in unceremonious silence…"

After a brief instant of agony, Yuha felt nothing, no pain, no pleasure, nothing.

He had no limbs, no arms, no anything.

Well not quite. He could sense something.

And then he found himself back into that kaleidoscopic void, the one predominantly white and spied a figure, a svelte black-haired figure he'd seen before but—

His ki.

Yuha could still sense his ki as well as well as his Spiral.

And as long as he had a drop of ki. The barest remnants of Spiral Energy?

A pulse and a roar smacked into Boros' and he turned around, both eyes wide.

"What?"

"Not today," he growled and ignored the short-haired woman who nodded with a smile, waving at him. Instead, he focused and he once again could feel as he reformed with a roar, landing on one knee. His trembling left arm pushing against the warm metal as he panted for breath.

"What?"

Yuha climbed to his feet, panting for breath, glaring at Boros' and baring his teeth.

"You…missed…a spot…" he panted.

And indeed, the man, for whatever reason, had not destroyed him. Or at least, not everything. And so, with enough of his cells remaining…

[base power: 700k]

Boros had sealed his doom!

…is what Yuha would've liked to say.

But this move had taxed him.

Recovering from but a thin layer of cells had taxed him greatly.

[Warning! Reserves actual at 47k!]

And while normally such a huge zenkai, a huge boost would mean an easy victory. The stress placed upon Yuha by his forced desperate regeneration meant that his control was shot due to his exhaustion.

"Haaaaa…"

Clenching his arms, his pink, humanoid arms, and crouching low, he focused his power, ignoring the state of his body, suppressing his surprise. For it mattered little right now.

Besides, he could tell that everything about him, aside from his, some would say, improved appearance remained the same.

So…

"Haaaaaaah!"

Groaning, muscles bulging even as they shrunk due to his reactivation of God ki, once again, he felt the familiar twin flames. The soothing nature of God Ki contrasting with the agony and wrath of the Ikari.

'Voomp! Voomp! Voomp!'

And he could at last harness his Spiral Energy. Boros had no hope!

With an effort of will, he roared to the high heavens and stabilized himself.

[boosted lvl: 94 million]

Less than he wished for, but it would have to do, cause with his control so shot, reducing the effectiveness of God Ki and Kaio-ken being all but impossible right out…

Yeah.

It would have to do.

"So, Boros, shall we pick up where we left off?" he asked, a wild grin on his face.

He couldn't wait to be done with this, and then he could ask his girls—

He stilled as memories returned.

His girls—

"You…"

The alien glanced behind him and then Yuha's neck snapped forward once more, and the alien glared at Boros with sheer hate.

Hate, the likes of which he'd never seen before.

Not anywhere but the mirror that is.

Boros took a step back in surprise as power. Power radiating fury, rage, pain, grief, and so many more things slammed into him.

"Ah…"

The suddenly humanoid looking, and quite naked, alien crouched low yet again and flashes of gold burst into existence around the man's aura, overwhelming for brief instants the red and two shaded green clinging to his body as the man raised both arms to the sides of his head.

"AHHHH!"

And howled, the man's voice seeming to echo with that of some creature as Yuha clutched and shook his head, the man's hair somehow standing up even straighter and the purple hair flashing into gold, which flashed into a bluish white before turning black, the process repeating again and again.

"AHHHHHH!" the man's agony filled roar causing Boros to still where the man's terrifying power failed to achieve the same.

For those roars. That agony…

He knew it well.

Were…were those his mates? Oh…oh, I'm so sorry… he didn't say it though, for what would be the point? And as Boros' self hate grew, he didn't move to interrupt or harm the grieving man, after all, the least he could do was sit there and wait for the man to achieve whatever new form this was.

The least he could do for putting someone else through what he too had suffered so long ago…

"RAAAAARGH!"

The flashes came quicker and quicker, and Yuha's muscles seemed to bulge.

It won't be long now… Boros thought, mood soured, for what had started so well, for what had turned into the fight of his dreams. The prophecy seeming to come true…Would now have to end in a sour note.

Even in this, I'm a failure it would seem—

"Wind I re—release you…" a young female voice said, and from behind Yuha and Boros' left, the bits of clinging smoke finally dispersed, revealing a young woman dressed in curious clothes, her long white hair stopping to float as the girl dropped her arms, and as she did, the winds abated, and with the now revealed and dispersing bubble of wind, another, smaller interleaved psychic bubble stood.

And within it—

"Geryuganshoop!" Boros shouted, heart filled with joy as his bleeding subordinate, in tandem with one of Yuha's mates, dropped their barrier, crashing down to the ground and Yuha's head snapped towards them, his golden aura leaving him.

"T-tatsu…F-fubuki…G-grayfia…Kuku?" the man asked, voice small, not daring to hope.

"Y-yeah, idiot. It's us. Don't start crying on me now!" the tiny green-haired one said. "Go kick his butt instead!" the woman ordered as the tall gray-haired one picked up the white-haired beauty in a bridal carry and—

"Shana! Shana! C-come on t-talk to me!" the voice of a frantic young man said, a pace or two behind Geryuganshoop and as the young technician stared away from the non responding woman and towards Boros' with hate?

Boros found himself once again, transported back to the past, back to a much simpler time. Back. Back before they'd started all this. Before they decided to embark on their doomed quest to free up their world and then their galaxy, and he could smell flowers and birds chirping and a voice giggled.

"What are you thinking about, silly?" turning away from the sun peeking through the tree's leaves with a blink, Boros glanced at S'hana kneeling next to him, staring at him with a big grin and her singular eye, just like his, focused on him.

"Just…" he pointed upwards. "Just wondering what's up there," he said as the wind ruffled their hair and the tree's leaves, and brought S'hana's sweet scent to his nostrils, causing him to inhale deeply.

"Eh? Up there?" the long-haired beauty beside him asked, tilting her head upwards, and her scarlet locks swayed in the wind, before she shrugged. "It's the sky, dummy!" she said with a giggle, and poked him in the cheek with a soft finger.

Rolling his eyes, Boros removed his right arm behind his head and, quick as a flash, reached over and tickled the woman in between her ribs, her red eye widening as pearls of laughter graced his ears.

"S-stop!" she said and after a few moments, he did.

"I know that, S'hana," he said. "But what I mean is that I wonder what sort of people live up there. Do they perhaps also look up to their own skies and wonder what kind of people live here? And…" he licked his lips.

"And?"

"Are they perhaps…free?" he whispered, and S'hana stilled, glancing nervously from side to side.

"Boros! That's treason!" his girlfriend whispered in panic. "Not…not outloud!" she pleaded before sighing and rising to her feet.

"S'hana?" he asked as he found a pale, slim palm hovering in front of his face.

"Up, silly, I have something to show you," the girl said, her smile lighting up his world. "I found it in an ancient book!" the girl said as he allowed her to help him to his feet and they begun trudging down the hill, the sun's warmth heating up their backs. "It speaks of something called Cosmo and how a group of heroes belonging to a bigger organization wielded it to save the universe a long time ago!"

"Heroes, eh?"

"Yes!" S'hana nodded as she pulled him along, missing his musing expression. "They were called the Dark Matter Saints, I believe…"

That had started it all. And would eventually lead…

"Shana! C-come on!" the technician urged. "P-please don't leave me. I-I l-love you—"

"Ugh…not so loud, you idiot," the woman in the technician's arms groaned, coming about.

"Shana!"

"Shut up, you fool…"

A bittersweet expression formed upon Boros' lips. For it would seem that by some stroke of luck, he'd managed to avoid inflicting such a horrendous pain on two other people today. For to kill was one thing. But to leave someone living with such a pain…

"Heh, if that's your wish, Tatsumaki, then who am I to say otherwise!" Yuha said, grinning and faced him once more. "Prepare yourself Boros!" he roared and with a nod, he slid into a stance, still holding on to this most strenuous of techniques. Not that it mattered, for soon, it would be over, one way or another.

"Oh yeah! That's my boy! Kick their butts, son!" an elderly voice said, whooping and cheering before calming down and glancing at his companion. "Come on Cell, I've seen enough, I'm satisfied, we're leaving."

By the white-haired partially bald elder's side, a being which bore remarkable resemblance to Yuha as he'd been a few minutes prior rolled his eyes and nodded.

"Yes, yes. I'm coming, father," he said, and with a nod. Dr Gero vanished out of this universe. "As for you, brother. Grow strong, will you? For I long to test myself against a worthy opponent," the bio-android said, and he too disappeared out of the universe with nary a trace.

"The Doom begins…" Psykos mused with a sob.

"Enough is enough! The number of heaven defying fists keeps growing and growing. I've lost connection to the greater whole and now tourists are popping in and out without so much as deigning to grovel before me?"

The endless void churned and supplicants screamed as with a roar the being raised both palms, focused and squeezed and existence shivered.

And the nearby universes connected to this timeline glowed…

"Let communion begin…"

Time: xxxx Location: yyyy

"Ahh… the feeling of a job well done~" Ranni said with a satisfied giggle as she leaned back in her office's chair, reveling in her victory and the fact that at last, Yuha, even if not the Yuha that had saved her back then, was now in her grasp.

And thus, she'll soon be able to save the man and begin repaying her debt. Even if this Yuha was not the one who'd freed her from the hands of the mad turncoat agent…

Still, in the grand scheme of things, it mattered little.

After all, as the humans of some timelines liked to say, "Rome wasn't built in a day, Ranni. First this Yuha, then the one that bitch with good taste, Yotsuyu stole and then, at last, my ~beloved~…"

At last, everything is coming up, Ranni!

Yes. And soon—

Alarms blared all over the room and the wider office in general, and as emergency holograms sprung into existence without her input, Ranni paled as she read.

"No…"

For Yuha's universe, and the rest of the one punch man universes connected to the timeline he'd been inserted into. The universes the man had…appropriated for the company? They'd been locked up.

Locked up by, if the data were to be believed, an entity even gods would be weary to deal with. An entity that if the data-logs were correct. Had decided to act due…due…

"No…"

The creature having been spurred into action by Ranni's latest stunt when, according to the analysts projections, if things had proceeded as the precognitives had perceived before her…intervention, after Yuha departed from this timeline soon after, things could have been smoothed over after they sent the proper representatives and—

The klaxons all over the office grew louder as new data came in and the gathering of universes, for lack of a better word, plunged deeper into the wider multiverse, and, for the most part, aside from the most basic of communications, beyond the company's reach.

Beyond her reach.

For the creature had synced up with its counterparts across each line it could still reach as it decided to deal with what it perceived as a problem.

"NO!"

Yuha took a deep breath, his rage only equaled by his joy at the fact that his girls were still alive!

"Boros," he said with a scowl. "Prepare to pay for what you've—"

The sound of glass shattering to his left made him pause, as did the horrible power crashing into him, but beyond even that, Yuha's eyes stretched wide as a green-haired, yellow-eyed beauty clad in an office yellow suit and short skirt skipped through the portal, the woman's peeking black bra, black arm covering cloves and thighhighs all covered in floral patterns.

"Ah~! Ah~ There you are~" the seeming beauty giggled and threw her cargo.

And in between Yuha and Boros, the mutilated form of Blast landed.

…from the waist up, that is.

"Kishibe Rie…" he said with horror and the woman blinked towards him with a smile.

"Ah~! The abomination knows of me!" the woman said with a giggle, grabbing the edges of her criminally short skirt and bowing. "I'm honored, tee~hee~!"

He made to reply, but Blast coughed weakly.

"Yuha, Boros…s-stop her…Stop, stop 'God'…" the man ordered and Boros' gazed at the dying S-rank with surprise.

"You know me? And did you say 'God'? What does he have to do with anything?!"

Despite his imminent death, the man snorted and pointed weakly with a finger at the closing portal behind the woman, the portal which contained numerous downed figures. One of them familiar, if still quite dead.

"Of course I know you…" Blast whispered. "Or at least another you…protect this world my friend, it's what S'hana would have w…anted…" Blast said, and with a terrible rattle, the number 1 hero. Died.

"Ah~! He dies~! How sad~!" 'Rie' said, clapping her hands and bending her left foot behind her as she tilted her head and stared at both Yuha and Boros. "Now then, abomination, heretic, ready to meet your end at the hands of one of our glorious and most merciful lord's four heralds?"

A voice seeming to come from everywhere and nowhere slammed into every living thing capable of thought throughout the whole universe.

"Hear me, oh heretics of Earth, and know that thy time of judgment is at hand. Repent and rejoice for your end comes. It comes in seven of your months."

As the voice faded, Rie shuddered, the horrified expression on her face equaled only by the woman's mad joy contained in her voice.

"Ah~! Ah~! Our glorious lord has decided! Be glad~! Now~" she smiled at Yuha. "Will you die for me, Abomination~chan~?"

"T-trefor wait!"

"Be silent, mother!" he roared as he picked up speed, roaring as he shifted and swam through the magma, heading towards the surface and towards where he could feel the new Earth King fight something which bore a familiar stench.

Days until the end of the world: 30

No, this isn't a digimon crossover, even though, 'Kishibe Rie' is who you think she is. As for what's going on?

You'll see...

pl crap:

Cuha after zenkai: base power 700k.

usable power at the moment 47k

due to shoddy control caused by exhaustion, kaio-ken innacesible.

God ki: multi back down to 100

wrath stage multis the same.

Boros after farting out that big energy blast, and the strain of "SSJ3": hovering in between 90-104mil