cell absorption yaoi fanfic

In a future where hope has long been extinguished, Trunks the Earth's final defender falls to Cell's ambush. With no one left to protect it, Earth spirals toward its darkest era. Babidi, Dabura, Majin Buu, Cell Max, Broly, Frieza and King Cold, Zamasu, Moro… Enemies from every timeline now converge, as if drawn by an invisible hand. This is the most desperate timeline. A world where all disasters arrive at once. A future destined to collapse. Yet, amidst the ruins, a soul awakens. Levos, a man who reincarnated into this broken world, is determined to find a way to survive. But fate has other plans. His journey begins not as a hero, but as prey. The moment he is absorbed by Cell, his life takes a turn no one could foresee. What is his purpose? Why has he been thrown into this collapsing timeline? And what power sleeps within him? This is not a story of blind domination. It is a story of survival, of battles in the shadows, of outsmarting monsters far stronger than himself. When all paths lead to destruction how will he rewrite destiny?

viajando el el mundo de dragón ball antes que explote el planeta do los saiyayin en el cuerpo de cell

so I've taken your guy's words into consideration and I'm going to be rewriting some chapters so now the synopsis for this is that Jamall the main character MC cell is a fanboy of DBZ but he's always had this what if of what if so achieved Perfection sooner so that's what he's going to be doing while also making his own path in the DBZ world to be better than cell or the original cell also to find my template what I'm building a lot of this off of it's Seeking Perfection by Logan SB it was made in 2018 so yeah I'm just putting my own spin on it also I've decided I don't even go to work on this anymore so if you want to take it and do your own thing with it that's cool all I'm asking is he becomes a Swordsman with the dragon slayer sword cuz I think that be cool but it'd be on your own thing so yeah

He was just an man with no place to go on his life. But his life turned upside down when he desires to have an anime life. Reborning somehow in an capsule full of green fluids, and with a tail, he discovers that he's alone on an strange planet, on a abandoned labor. But he has some things that helps him to get along! ---------- This fanfic was made and uploaded using free translator. Disclaimer: I don't have Dragon Ball Series.

Juan, died in a very tragic way and reborn as cell in dragonball! Watch him dominate the entire dragon ball series and make saiyan and frost demon race submit and be loyal to him! As well as rule the universes with his New Race that he will build! English is not my first language so correct my grammar or spelling if I'm wrong! credit to the author of db series.

Fu Xiaoxiao transmigrates into a book and immediately faces the crisis of being sent to the countryside. As the unloved middle child, her younger sister is the one meant to go — but her mother transfers her job to the sister instead. A disaster of a start. To avoid being sent away, she has to marry within seven days. She meets a few ordinary men and decides she'd rather go to the countryside. Then she runs into a neighbor who's also looking for a spouse — and his conditions are surprisingly good. A dowry of three hundred? Bicycles and a radio? Just take care of the kids, and separate rooms are fine? The others may pass, but she won't. Every day is a battle of wits with the two kids. Life is eventful, she gets a salary every month, and the boss is never home. Absolutely perfect. Except... wasn't this big shot supposed to be infertile? Then why does he keep strutting around naked in front of her? She has professional ethics. She won't be seduced by a good body. Hmph. Men only slow down her sword swing. Lu Feng grits his teeth at Fu Xiaoxiao, who remains completely unmoved by his countless attempts to seduce her, and traps her in his arms. "Boss, let's talk this through. I know forty a month is a bit much — how about... five less?" Trapped in his embrace, Fu Xiaoxiao thinks he's unhappy with her high salary and starts bargaining. "I'm giving myself to you for free." Lu Feng grinds out through clenched teeth. This woman has no heart. "...Can I say no?" Fu Xiaoxiao swallows, staring at the washboard abs so close. "Such a good deal — are you sure you don't want it?" Lu Feng squints, tempting her. "Fine." A fool turns down a bargain.

Three years of devotion. Three years of loving Julian with everything she had. Only to be framed for a divorce and personally sent to prison by him. "I didn't kill her," Evelyn begged. "I didn't kill the woman you love." "I don't believe you." Facing a death sentence with no one to turn to, Evelyn made the most desperate choice of her life — she threw herself at the one person Julian would never forgive. His younger brother. "Get me pregnant. Please. It's the only way I survive." Because pregnant women are not subject to the death penalty. By the time the truth surfaced and Julian realized the woman he destroyed was innocent, it was already too late. He dropped to his knees. "Eve, I was wrong. Give me one more chance." A hand caught his wrist before he could touch her. "She's already my wife, brother."

Before marrying Silas, Joyce had only met him three times. A marriage of convenience, a secret agreement, for a term of three years. She's fresh off a heartbreak — the man she chased for years told her they "weren't a good match." Silas has his own baggage: rumor says he's still hung up on a white moonlight who happens to look just like Joyce. So that's all she is. A substitute. ** In the second year of their marriage, on Joyce's birthday, she drank too much and, in front of everyone, tugged on his tie, pinning him underneath her: "You look... a lot like my husband." The Thorne family's second master, known for being rational and unfeeling, was flustered by her that night. He leaned in close to her ear and coaxed in a low voice, "Be good." The next day Joyce woke up to find her lips were swollen. This… Who did this! When she went to question him, she discovered Silas's lip was bitten. He stared at her and said slowly, "You crossed the line first." ** The scandal leaked. At a party, her ex-boyfriend stepped in: "She's mine. Who dares talk?" Then Silas walked in. The room went silent. "Yours? Since when?" "Joyce, tell me. Whose are you?" So much for the secret marriage. So much for being a substitute. This was supposed to be fake… wasn't it?

Olivia transmigrated from the apocalypse to the modern era. Not only that, her dimension and superpower came along with her. She felt that the good days were about to begin. But before she could be happy for even three days, the internet was flooded with posts slandering her. Advertisers and directors want to terminate her contracts, and her company wants to blacklist her? How could this be? She wanted to use the money to enjoy modern life to the fullest. Without money, how could she enjoy anything? So, who's slandering her online? I'll find you and dig up all your dirty secrets. Who wants to terminate her contract? Terminate it immediately. After termination, she'll go on to endorse international luxury brands instead. Terminating the script contract? Good, that's great! If the contract isn't terminated, how can she film the blockbuster drama of the year and win awards with it? Modern life is so wonderful, eating and drinking every day. There's just one tiny problem. Why are there suddenly two babies growing in her belly? And who is this ridiculously handsome man who appeared out of nowhere, claiming to be their father?

Feng Qing, a top surgeon from the 21st century, wakes up in a body no one wants — married off to Rong Ling, the most powerful Regent in Dayan, a man who makes it abundantly clear: "Do you think you're worthy of marrying this king? Foolish." While he keeps his distance, she keeps herself busy, saving lives with medical knowledge centuries ahead of its time, collecting debts from those who wronged the original body's owner, and planning her exit strategy. Later, he became the New Emperor— "Qing Qing, from now on, you are my Empress." "Not interested."