Chapter 1: A New Beginning

When you start reading this novel, you might think the main character (MC) is hilarious, stupid, or even an idiot. Many other thoughts may come to mind, but I want to let you know that many of your questions will be answered in future chapters, especially regarding why the MC is acting this way. These answers are revealed after the Dragon Ball journey concludes.

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As the sun dipped below the horizon, casting a warm golden glow over the mountains, Goku found himself in a situation that felt oddly surreal. He had just fallen from a mountain—his body sprawled out on the ground like a discarded toy. But this wasn't just any fall; it was the fall of a lifetime. Goku had been reborn into the world of Dragon Ball, and he was now in the body of his favorite character.

Gohan, Goku's kind-hearted grandfather, hurried down the mountain after hearing the commotion. He was filled with worry when he saw Goku lying there, paralyzed and staring blankly into the sky.

"Goku!" Gohan called out, rushing to his side. "Are you alright? What happened?"

Goku, still dazed and confused, could barely process his grandfather's words. He was ecstatic to be living the life of Goku, the iconic hero, yet terrified at the thought of the villains he would soon face—Frieza, Cell, Majin Buu, and others. "Is this real? Or is it just a dream?" he pondered, reaching behind him to grab his tail.

As his fingers wrapped around the furry appendage, an overwhelming sensation surged through his body. It was like electricity coursing through his veins. "Wow! This feels amazing!" Goku thought, but as the shock subsided, he suddenly felt paralyzed, unable to move.

"Goku! Are you hurt?" Gohan knelt beside him, concern etched on his face. "You need to get up! I can't lose you too!"

After a few moments, Goku finally snapped out of it, realizing that he wasn't dreaming at all. He had genuinely become Goku. "This... this is real!" he exclaimed, his eyes wide with excitement. "I'm really Goku!"

Gohan sighed with relief. "I was so worried. You fell from quite a height! You've got to be more careful."

Goku chuckled nervously, still trying to wrap his mind around the situation. "I'm just... trying to remember everything. I think I might have lost my memory."

"What do you mean?" Gohan asked, raising an eyebrow.

"Uh, I just... don't remember much. It's all fuzzy," Goku admitted, scratching his head sheepishly.

Gohan frowned, sensing something was off. "You really don't remember anything? Not even your training?"

"Training? I guess I should know something about that," Goku replied, trying to piece together his thoughts. "But right now, I can't remember any of it."

Gohan leaned in closer, concern growing. "Maybe you just need to rest. Come on, let's get you back home."

As they began to walk, Goku's mind raced. He thought about all the transmigrators he had read about, those who had systems, golden fingers, or cheats to make their lives easier. "Come on, system! Status! Anything!" he shouted in his mind, hoping for some kind of response.

But nothing happened. After a few seconds of silence, his heart sank. "What if I don't get a system?" he worried. "How am I supposed to survive against all those villains? I'll be toast!"

Feeling discouraged, he remembered the Dragon Balls. "Wait! The Dragon Balls! They could be my golden finger if I use my brain properly." Goku's spirits lifted slightly at the thought. "If I can gather them, maybe I can wish for some incredible powers!"

"Goku, are you listening?" Gohan's voice broke through his thoughts.

"Uh, yes! I'm here!" Goku replied quickly, shaking his head to clear his thoughts.

"Good. I want you to focus on your training. There's a lot for you to learn, and I can help you with that," Gohan said firmly.

"Yeah, training! I need to get stronger ?" Goku wondered aloud.

Gohan nodded, "It's important that you can control your power."

"Right! Secluded location, full moon… I got it!" Goku said, determination flooding through him.

Suddenly, a cheeky idea popped into his mind. "But first, I need to practice one of my secret moves!" He grinned, walking over to a nearby lake.

"What secret move?" Gohan asked, genuinely curious.

Goku looked at his reflection in the water, focusing on his face. He struck a cute pose, puffing out his cheeks and making wide, innocent eyes. "It's the 'Cute Face' technique! It works wonders on old people!"

Gohan couldn't help but laugh. "That's your secret move? You think it'll get me to train you?"

Goku shrugged, grinning mischievously. "Hey, it's effective! You know you can't resist this face!"

As Gohan chuckled, he watched Goku with fondness. "Alright, you little rascal. If you keep that up, I might just train you myself."

Goku's eyes sparkled with excitement. "Really? You mean it? I can be the best fighter ever!"

"Yes, but it's going to take hard work," Gohan replied, ruffling Goku's hair affectionately. "And remember, you have to focus. No more falling off mountains!"

Goku laughed, his heart light. "I'll try my best, Grandpa! No more falling!"

As they walked back home.