My Adventures As The Saiyan God of destruction

Earth:

May 23rd, 2018.

Kade was your typical college student, balancing classes, late-night study sessions, and hangouts with friends. But what set him apart was his obsession with the anime series Dragon Ball. His dorm room was a shrine to the show, with vibrant posters plastered on every inch of wall space and shelves filled with meticulously arranged merchandise.

As he walked across campus with his backpack slung over one shoulder, Kade was lost in his usual daydreams about epic battles between Saiyans and gods. His sneakers scuffed against the concrete as he imagined himself launching a Kamehameha wave, the thrill of battle coursing through his veins. The anticipation of catching up on the latest episode of Dragon Ball Super kept a grin plastered on his face.

But fate had other plans.

The blaring horn of an oncoming truck snapped him out of his reverie, but it was too late. Time seemed to slow as the massive vehicle bore down on him. Kade's heart raced, but his body was frozen in place. The last thing he remembered was the deafening impact and the sound of shattering glass before everything went black.

Outer Realm:

Unknown Day, Age 733

Kade's senses returned slowly. The first thing he noticed was the softness beneath him—a bed far more luxurious than anything he'd ever slept on. His eyes fluttered open, revealing a grand palace adorned with intricate designs and shimmering gold accents. Marble columns stretched toward the high ceiling, and opulent tapestries depicted scenes of legendary battles.

"Where... am I?" Kade muttered, his voice hoarse.

He sat up, his body feeling strangely different—stronger, more powerful. As he surveyed the room, his gaze landed on a figure sleeping peacefully in a bed beside him. It was a woman with short white hair and an angelic face, serene and radiant even in slumber.

Kade's brow furrowed. "An angel? But they don't sleep..."

Confused but intrigued, he gently shook her shoulder. The woman stirred, her golden eyes fluttering open in surprise.

"Oh, you're awake!" she exclaimed, sitting up gracefully.

"What happened?" Kade asked, trying to piece together the fragments of his memory.

The angel, who introduced herself as Aria, tilted her head thoughtfully. "I thought you died in a battle, but maybe you just got knocked out. Since only angels can sense god ki, I was sure something had happened to you when I couldn't detect anything. So I brought you here. If you didn't wake up... well, that would've confirmed you were gone for good. But look at you now, alive and kicking!"

Kade blinked, his mind reeling. "Battle? Wait... what do you mean?"

Aria's expression grew serious. "You're the new God of Destruction for Universe 14. The previous god's soul perished, and somehow, your essence ended up here."

The weight of her words hit Kade like a freight train. He was no longer a mere college student. He had become a god, the embodiment of destruction for a forgotten universe.

As he absorbed this revelation, a mischievous thought crossed his mind. "Aria," he said, a sly grin forming on his lips, "I think we need to make a few changes."

The angel raised an eyebrow. "Changes? What kind of changes?"

"Your appearance, for starters," Kade said confidently. "I want to see something new."

Aria's lips curled into a playful smirk. "Oh? And what exactly do you have in mind, my lord?"

With a surge of energy, Kade focused on the transformation. Light enveloped Aria, swirling around her like a living entity. When the glow subsided, she stood before him in a striking new form—a sleek black dress with a golden belt accentuating her figure, long flowing white hair, and piercing yellow eyes. Her black sandals completed the look, giving her an aura of fierce elegance.

"Do I meet your satisfaction, my lord?" Aria purred, her voice sultry.

Kade's eyes gleamed with approval. "More than you know."

Aria chuckled, her demeanor playful. "Glad to hear it. Now, shall we get to work on reshaping this universe?"

Kade nodded, determination hardening his features. "Let's do it."