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I died... and I'm green now?!

A poor boy named Max has not had a good life as a human. Died before 17. Lost his father at 7. Lost his mother at 13 Lost his sister at 16. And killed the guy who killed them. That was fun. Now he is in his favorite show as his favorite character and all he can say now is... Why?! Follow max on an adventure that looks at the more serious aspect of an isekaied man into Piccolo of Dragonball with his own set of traumas and needing to figure out how to live and grow to be better than his old life dictates! Warning: smut, fetishes, dark, dark elements of the human soul on full display, gore, romance between different species, timeline and canon events divergence, and some power level usage for story progress. if none of that works for you then look for a new book. I am going to give this book all my love and effort just like my other works. But please give it a chance if you are up for it.

Silverfang · Anime e quadrinhos
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18 Chs

The second year of training

Max and Goku were really pushing themselves ever since their potential was unlocked.

The other Z fighters were finding new and innovative ways of evolving their own training. But compared to Goku and Piccolos training? It was a warm up.

Goku and Piccolo both pant hard as they lie at the feet of Popo. Who was sporting a bruise or two. But other than that. He was fine.

Piccolo was regrowing a limb while Goku was relocating his knee that had been dislocated from one of Popos kicks.

He was weaker than them physically and ki wise. But he made up for it by mastering his own teachings of the calm sky and lighting efficient strikes.

Piccolo understood the method. But it is hard to retrain the instincts left to him by the previous life of a kid in karate and Jeet kun do. They are not silent martial arts to learn. And while they had efficiency for lessons. They locked the calm sky lessons.

He was having to break a habit then reform it. Much like a baker who was about to bake bread. But realized he needed to use the dough for a dozen doughnuts instead. It is very hard to do such a thing!

Goku was learning fast but was also having trouble with the efficiency part. He could claim his soul down quickly thanks to his simple mind set to fighting. But following through with a quick but deadly strike was something he was adjusting to.

Max was struggling with the first part. Goku the second part. But all together they had made progress.

The sensing was easy for them after their potentials had been unleashed.

They could now detect and shape the ki they sensed into vague shapes that allowed them to see while blindfolded.

Still funny as hell when Piccolo floated off the lookout edge during Goku's practice with a blindfold. And the Saiyan was so focused on his training partner that he forgot to sense where he was. He fell off the edge soon after.

He can fly now. But the fact that Max heard Goku's voice crack thanks to puberty on the way down was so hilarious he couldn't stop laughing for a good hour. And even then the rest of the day was filled with high giggles.

At least until their spar happened.

Goku powered up to his maximum which was way past four times Kamis max power at this point and Piccolo readied his aura to match.

He even went ahead and rounded up to be a solid 1,100 to be just that bit above the Saiyan warrior to push him to the next level.

Goku seemed to enjoy these close spars.

Especially when he was beaten black and blue while Piccolo always ended up with a broken arm or leg as a result. They just laughed off the injuries as Popo healed them.

Piccolo was in deep thought today though... He made the wish for every Z fighters pote trial to be unlocked. And he worried about how the power scaling would be for them in the future...

Eh. Future him problem. And he still needed to work through his traumas.

Popo was good as a therapist. Calm. Excellent listener. Patient with Piccolos needs.

But when the session came. It got messy.

Piccolo was laying back on a couch and talking about how it was for him after the egg hatching. How he tried to trust a fellow human child. And the child eventually revealed he was just using the alien child for popularity and for possible money as the human boy had called the government so they can pay the boy for information and grab Piccolo to study.

Piccolo saw red. And the village ended up being no more

Popo simply nods and coaxes another painful memory for Max... The day he died.

Piccolo played it as he met a befriended a girl shortly after that who won his trust. During his time as his previous persona. This was a trigger to his evilness and hatred towards humanity and how easily they will betray those they cared about.

He played it up as the outsider looking in. But Popo noticed how he would use I and My sometimes. Despite not being part of her family.

Popo took notice and wrote it down to make sure to check with Kami later.

But he listened intently on it as Max finished talking about how he saw red. Tore apart the man who hurt his female friend after violating her. And how he took a few bullets and then went on his crusade to end humanity as king Piccolo before his current life.

Popo nods and talks with him bit by bit.

It takes weeks at a time. But slowly Piccolo is able to work through it. It doesn't go away. But has has a calmer view of it. Is less afraid of losing his cool. And now has effective coping mechanisms should he rage out or go into shut down mode when trying to to make new friends and feel like they will betray him like his human friend or like the girls father.

Piccolo uses this to a great effect allowing him to train with Goku more often and not shut down when certain things Goku says or does trigger certain traumas. They might still activate but he was making sure to put a damper on them to avoid such situations.He was also allowed to use the Hyperbolic time chamber again as Goku was using the dimensional echo chamber to train his ki sensing more readily in combat.

Piccolo grins as the door shuts, he has a full year to train here... But how to improve further and faster? He has a year, and by now his power counter has told him he has risen to 2,500, according to his memories, the hyperbolic time chamber is supposed to be as large as earth inside. He thinks before getting a wicked idea, he grabs a water canteen, and after using his namekian magic, he wills it to turn into a canteen of endless water. With a grin at how his idea worked well, he grabs the canteen and heads off to enact with his plan.

According to some rumors from forums in his old world, since the characters never seemed to go beyond a few miles away from the chamber living quarters so they don't end up lost. This dimension supposedly doubles the gravity you endure every 10 or so miles you head out from it. Time to put it to the test.

Leaving some sheets spread out from the chamber quarters in 1 mile intervals Max sunsures he has a clear way back.

He then makes the final few steps into the 10 mile distance rumor and suddenly feels the gravity double around him. He grins madly as he now has a plan. He will exceed Gokus limits in this series and ensure no villain takes advantage of the battle hungry saiyan's kindness and need for strong rivals. He will be his main rival to force him to be satisfied and to grow stornger to wipe out every threat! He won't risk any of them festering and becoming a problem!

Like his former stepdad! He was left to fester! He was left unchecked! And all because he was treated kindly by others for his 'years of service'!

Well here it won't be repeated! He will ensure this world will have the anti hero it needs to make sure these threats don't become a problem! Or he will die over and over again trying!

With this thought motivating him he roars out and doubles down in his now, 20 times gravity training to make sure he can become the most powerful of all DBZ characters and protect this world from such threats like Frieza, Cell, and Majinn Buu!

Hell might as well add Beerus for extra credit!

Thats right he will break the bonds of the destruction god and become one himself if that is what is needed to defend this new life!

(Meanwhile in his deep sleep, Beerus sneezes not realizing he is in danger of losing his job over the next few decades.)