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Dragon Ball: Back in Black

Reincarnated into Dragon Ball after an unexpected death, a man must now face enemies and threats that not only endanger the universe, but multiple universes. Given the body of Goku Black and a few other items, this reborn Saiyan will have to transcend his limits time and time again in order to become the strongest. This is the story of a Saiyan who will become the strongest mortal in the universe. In all of the universes. --- Rest in peace to Akira Toriyama, who died on March 1st, 2024. 1955-2024. Thank you so much for being one of the main reasons why our childhoods were so great and memorable. Your role in bringing entertainment to our lives cannot be overstated, and I couldn't be more grateful to you for the work you have done. You will be missed dearly.

OmniSpectra · อะนิเมะ&มังงะ
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Questions

I awoke to a splitting headache, my head pulsing in pain.

"Lila...?" I called out.

After a few seconds of silence, I come to the bright conclusion that she wasn't here.

I sat up, unable to stop the groan that escaped my lips when I did so. Looking around at my surroundings, I saw that I was somehow laying down on the bed of my ship

It takes a few seconds for me to process exactly how I got here, eventually realizing that Lila must have taken me back once I had passed out.

I go to stand, but it's like my body was fighting against me.

I haven't felt this drained since I was a child, and that was only during a brief moment in the Medical Machine after Cooler taken me down.

I push myself to stand up, but the moment I get on my feet I feel my legs give out from under me and I drop to the floor on one knee.

"Zyleth!"

Hearing my name, I look up and see Lila standing in the door to my ship. She immediately rushes towards me, putting my arm around her shoulder and helping me sit back down on the bed.

"Are you alright, what's wrong?" She asks, giving me a once over.

"I don't feel much pain besides a headache, but my body feels weak. Drained." I tell her honestly.

"Well, no surprise there. You've been out for a few hours. I don't know what happened during the... birth?" She says, which causes me to raise an eyebrow at her wording. "But I was sensing your energy throughout the process. Well, through a part of it at least..."

"And?" I asked, wondering what she was getting at.

"And it seemed like that dragon was sucking the life out of you. Seriously, what was that?" She asked, looking at me with a worried gaze. "I get the practical sense of having your own wish granting orbs, but 'Dragon of Death' doesn't exactly sound like a good thing to name the dragon that inhabitants them."

"Technically his name is Bahamut. Dragon of Death is just the title." I said with a weak chuckle.

Looking at her expression, she doesn't seemed very amused.

"If you're well enough for jokes, then I'm going to assume that you feel well enough to start explaining." She said with a stern stare.

"Explain what, exactly?" I asked.

"Explain why a mortal like you knows how to speak the Divine Language." She replied.

"Oh, that..." I groaned, holding the side of my head as the headache refused to go away. "One of the wishes I made on the Namekian Dragon Balls was to have the ability to speak all languages. I didn't want to use a middle man to speak my wishes for me."

"Why not? Seems like a bit of a waste." She said, trying to understand the logic.

"Because I told them that I was there to revive a friend of a friend, which made them think that I was there for purely selfless reasons." I told her.

"And you weren't?" She asked.

"One of the wishes I was planning to acquire was immortality." I told her blankly.

"Wait, you're immortal?!" She exclaimed.

"No." I shook my head. "The consequences of taking it would set me back, so I eventually traded that wish for the knowledge of creating my own set of Dragon Balls."

As those words left my mouth, I suddenly realized that the Black Star Balls were probably still sitting in the clearing.

Almost as if reading my mind, Lila stands up and heads to a storage compartment in the corner of the ship, taking out the Seven Black Star Ball and tossing it over to me.

"Looking for that?" She says, smiling softly. "I figured that you probably wouldn't want them just laying around in the open, so I went back and grabbed them after taking you back here."

I look at the glistening orb in my hand and smile a small bit before tossing it back over.

"Thank you." I said, giving her a nod of gratitude.

Her face goes red a tinge and she immediately looked away, placing the Seven Black Star Ball back into the compartment with the others. Looking more closely, I saw that the model I had made was also in there as well.

Good, I really hoped I didn't lose that. I doubt that I would die, or that the dragon would somehow get destroyed, but I should really make sure that model is properly secured.

Lila clears her throat and walks back over, sitting beside me on the bed, "Okay, so I know how you know the Divine Language, now will you explain why you were using it during the..."

"Please don't say birth." I told her.

I don't have a problem with her referring it as a birth, but it's the awkward way that she said it that made it seem more embarrassing than it was supposed to be.

"I didn't even realize that I was speaking the Divine Language." I lied, which caused her to look confused. "I thought I was speaking English the entire time."

"English?" She asked, looking as though she had absolutely no idea what we're talking about.

"The language we're speaking." I tell her.

"You mean Common?" She asked.

"Whatever..." I groaned.

"Mm." She hummed in realization. "So... you didn't know that you were speaking an entirely different language?"

Entirely different is a bit of a stretch. Isn't the Divine Language just English but in reverse?

"Yeah, that's right." I nodded.

"Do you think that you used it subconsciously because of the Dragon Balls themselves? Like they were influencing you?" She asked.

"I don't know." I shrugged. "Doesn't really matter to me. The Divine Language, English, fucking tongue clicking, I don't care what language it prefers. As long as they were created and I can make a wish, it's fine by me."

Taking out my ring and earring from my pocket, I put both of them back where they belong. I hold out my hand in front of me, palm facing upward, and summon the pouch of Senzu Beans from my ring.

"What the-?!"

"Storage ring. Shrinks down an item and holds it inside until I call on it." I told her, somewhat lying. "Same with my earring."

In my defense, it technically it wasn't a lie. They did hold items inside of them. They just can't hold anything but the pouch and fruit.

Trust me, I've tried.

"Yes, but why do they look like a Time Ring and a Potara Earring?" She asked.

"I have no idea what either of those things are." I lied again.

If I was reincarnated with one of those system things instead of as Goku Black, I feel like my lying skill would be maxed out by now.

Lila looked at me with a suspicious gaze before letting out a big sigh, "Please just tell me that you didn't kill a Kai for those things... Then again, it's not like I can believe a word that comes out of your mouth..."

She shook her head, holding her face in her hands.

I raise an eyebrow and look at her with a curious expression before saying, "I didn't kill anyone for these. They are replicas. Imitations of the real thing."

She looks up at me, seemingly searching my eyes for the truth.

"So you do know what they are." She says.

"I do." I said with a dismissive shrug before taking out a Senzu Bean from the pouch and eating it.

My strength returns to normal and my headache fades. I can even feel that I've gotten a bit stronger than before.

Did that dragon seriously put me in a state of near death?

"Are you going to be keeping secrets from me the entire time?" She asks.

"Of course not. That would be a terrible foundation to build our student-teacher relationship." I said with a lighthearted tone.

She looks at me with a raised brow, seemingly both amused and annoyed by me.

"I suppose that I'm not going to know one way or another." She sighed, standing up beside me. "This is not how imagined spending my lifetime..."

"At least it isn't boring." I replied.

She looks at me and her mouths turns upward into a small smile, "Yes... I suppose that's true..."