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Dragon ball: Tuffle reborn

Surviving Tuffles escaped to a far reach of the universe in which they chose to focus on there research of various topics sadly due to there lack of creativity they more or less just improve upon technology already created or commissioned. Making there daily life incredible easy through technology they don't even need to raise there children. Each child is raised in pods similar to that in cloning vats where they are taught all information they teach in there education from the age of 1 to the age of 5, this is similar to the gravity pods that sayians used to train their young to get used to the planetary conditions they live on. Z recently reincarnated by a gold dragon who impersonates the divine dragon places him into the body of a Tuffle infant. Z not knowing who his parents are is normal for Tuffles as the education pods teach them everything from math to language. Z however unfortunately was human and had learned of parents and similar society norms of humans and is conflicted. Not to mention now with his new alien child brain he lost most of his more human emotions controlled by his brain. Later he will solve these problems and finds a inner peace and spiritualism that fixes is inner conflict, lost humanity and emotions and ultimate his conflict with being a father in his past life and unknowingly connects his fatherhood to that of Goku who he deems as a poor father. ----------------------------------------------------------------- Mention about Timelines and Lore, i binged watched all of Dragon ball to current just before writing this, not to mention i've read the manga(still reading the new chapters on DBS), and played some of the games. I also check the wiki and forums to confirm what is possible and not possible for Lore and Timeline and possible canonicity. Sorry if that seems snarky just want to cover everything, I tend to...Overanalyze? Point is I research everything and can sometimes add too much info, as well as respond and give more info then needed. So this is a warning of that and the fact I am very likely to respond to comments and stuff. I am a bit obsessives when it comes to doing certain things.

ZeOwl · 漫画同人
分數不夠
104 Chs

Crunch Bars and Huge Balls(Z3)

-----I couldn't stop giggling at the title, hope the chapter is good.------

With that had happened with my main body. I booked it to the Planet Granolah was on. Since there was a Namekian who made dragon balls there. They would be pretty vital. From what I knew the dragon balls that belong to uh the Cerelians? Cerelian?

There was only two of them and the dragon could only make one wish however with conditional exceptions. How was I even gonna handle this? I kept Broly unconscious for now until I could create a nice chemical solution to his anger. Aka a shit ton of dopamine and numbing agent.

Which left me waiting on my ship. Granolah wasn't on the planet and I knew he was being used by the Heeters. Should I just talk to Monaito? He was the Namekian down there and I could literally see his house. I sighed, might as well locate the lost dragon ball. I had a dragon ball radar and ugh! They would have a unique signature like the Namekian, Super, and Earth Dragon Balls.

Going down to the planet I could see the Sugarian City. It had a sealed dome with a specific atmosphere with quick lock sealant. The thing could go into space and lock to prevent suffocation. Which was odd to me. Why would something like that be needed?

I stepped down onto the front door step of Monaito's home. Knocking on the door I called out. "Hello? Pizza for a Mon-Aito?"

The old namekian opened the door and looked at me. His confusion was clear, but I continued. "Howdy neighbor, I hear you have a lost dragon ball. Would you mind if i find it for you by having my radar here track the unique signature of you balls?"

Monaito just stared at me for a second, "Might I ask who you are?"

"My name is Z, and i'm sorry to say i don't have pizza."

"I don't mind, I don't even know what that is. How did you know about the dragon balls?"

"From Earth, They also got Dragon balls. I'm here to recruit Granolah as well. You should tell him the truth."

Monaito's eyes widened and then closed. "Come in."

I followed him in and he pointed to a seat. I took my seat while Monaito grabbed the 1 star ball and sat down too. "Might I ask how much you know?"

"Bardock the one who spared Granolah, I know his son. He is on Earth and also the sayians were killed by Frieza. Personally I don't want Granolah suffering anymore, specially while he works for the person who killed his mom."

Monaito sighed, "So you know about everything. I won't ask how, sure you have your ways. However i do wish to know the purpose of wanting the dragon balls?"

That wasn't something I could completely explain. However... "If you agree to use the namekian fusion technique before you life ends. I will tell you."

"That technique is not only forbidden, but also only usable for namekians. i do-"

"Not for me, a guy named Piccolo."

Monaito smiled, "I hope it is not for revenge?"

"Trying to protect the universe and more I guess. Point is it will help him grow stronger and your like what 500? That's fucking ancient."

"Ha! True, True. I was there when the Namekian colony first came to this planet. Thankfully it is easy enough to live a long time. Now I agree, age is catching up, please tell me your reasons."

"I want to use multiple dragon balls to copy the power of the original dragon balls, and i don't mean the namekian ones."

The wrinkles on Monaito's face practically doubled. "Theoretically that might be possible. However the original dragon balls, those are just a legend."

"Maybe they are, Maybe they aren't. Can I use them?"

Monaito nodded, "Go ahead, might I ask how you plan on he-"

"Monaito the Sugarians gave me some extra water!" Granolah opened the door and made eye contact with me. I waved, "Yo!"

Granolah was a fucking teenager. He was much younger then I thought. Well he was likely as old as Goku, but Cerelians lived much longer then Sayians I am pretty sure. Granolah set the food and water to the side and took a seat. It seemed Granolah had a lot of trust for Monaito and wasn't completely blinded by terror yet.

"Who is?"

"My name is Z, you are the last Cerelian Granolah correct?"

"I am..."

Monaito looked a little sad and turned to me, "You plan on helping?"

"Helping how? What do you need help with?" Granolah was curious as it made sense.

I nodded however, "Yeah I will help. I want to make the universe a safer place after all."

Monaito nodded, "Granolah I am going to need to tell you a secret i thought I would take to my grave. Z, you may take the dragon ball and locate the other while I..."

"Take as long as you need."

I stepped out of the house with the pebble sized dragon ball. I wasn't out of my mind to think of the irony of these dragon balls. Less then normal, however almost ten times harder to find. Nonetheless I was gonna preform my own magic. Using my scouter I activated my dragon radar and began setting up the means I needed to track its energy signature.

I got a hit almost instantly. That didn't take any work at all. The energy was highly compressed and pretty obvious in fact compared to the Earth dragon balls. These were practically a baseball bat in a hay stack. It might be good to seal these in a container that prevents tracking if I ever need to move them.