[Monkey King]: "Hello, Emperor of Mankind. You looking strong, can you come to my world or summon me to yours so we can have a good fight?"
Goku muttered as he stared at the strange device in his hands. He wasn't the smartest guy around, but he knew what a phone was. The weird part was how it just appeared in front of him out of nowhere.
Then there were the messages—so many people talking, warriors from different worlds, discussing battles, training, and insane powers he had never heard of. His heart was pounding just reading through them.
And then there was this guy—Emperor of Mankind.
Something about him felt different. Goku had fought some strong guys before, but this… This was something else. He had to know for sure.
After a few seconds, a reply came.
[Emperor of Mankind]: "I didn't think anyone would ask so bluntly, but no, we can't fight right now, Monkey King. I already analyzed your body. You wouldn't stand a chance against me at the moment."
Goku blinked. "Huh?"
It wasn't that he was offended—heck, he loved it when someone stronger showed up—but the wording caught him off guard.
[Monkey King]: "What does that mean? I've been training every day."
Naruto's response was almost immediate.
[Emperor of Mankind]: "You've been training, yes. But you haven't been pushing yourself. You aren't human, yet you train like one."
Goku frowned. "Wait, what?"
[Monkey King]: "Uh… what do you mean I'm not human? I mean, I look human, don't I?"
There was a brief pause before Naruto responded.
[Emperor of Mankind]: "Oh… I see. You don't know."
Goku narrowed his eyes.
[Monkey King]: "Don't know what?"
[Emperor of Mankind]: "You're a Saiyan, Goku. A warrior race from beyond the stars. You were sent to Earth as a child."
Silence.
Goku stared at the words, his mind spinning.
[Monkey King]: "Saiyan? What's a Saiyan?"
Naruto took a moment before replying.
[Emperor of Mankind]: "A race of powerful fighters. They live for battle, constantly growing stronger. They have incredible potential, but they also have a brutal past. Most of them… well, let's just say they weren't the nicest people."
Goku sat down, gripping the phone tightly. .
He had always known he was different—the tail, the way he healed so quickly, his unnatural strength. Grandpa Gohan had always told him to be careful, but…
This was something else.
[Monkey King]: "You're saying I'm not from Earth?"
[Emperor of Mankind]: "You were raised on Earth. But you were sent there. Why? I don't know. But you have the blood of a Saiyan running through you, and that means you have potential far beyond what you've been using."
Goku took a deep breath. This was a lot to take in.
[Monkey King]: "…So, what does that mean? What should I do?"
[Emperor of Mankind]: "You should be pushing your body past its limits, breaking it down to the smallest bones, forcing it to adapt. Use extreme weight training—push until your body screams for mercy, then push harder. Fight while weighted. Take on real damage and recover from it. Your healing factor is your biggest advantage, but you're wasting it.
Your combat style is too straightforward. Predictable. You rely too much on brute force when you have the potential to be much faster. Speed is always the better choice. Creativity with your energy use will change everything. You fight with your fists when you should be fighting with every tool at your disposal.
Stop training like a human. Train like a Saiyan."
Goku sat there, dumbfounded.
Not because Naruto was wrong—no, the moment he read it, he knew the guy was right.
How long had it been since he actually pushed himself? Since he trained like he did as a kid, when every day was life or death? When had he stopped pushing his limits, waiting for some external challenge to drive him forward?
Slowly, a grin spread across his face.
[Monkey King]: "Heh. Alright then… I'll do it. I'll train harder than ever! And when I'm strong enough… we're fighting, no backing out!"
[Emperor of Mankind]: "That's more like it. Show me something new, Monkey King. Then we'll talk."
Goku clenched his fists, excitement surging through him.
This was just the beginning.
The sun hung high in the sky, its golden rays shimmering over the lake as the gentle ripples of water sparkled like tiny jewels. A soft breeze rustled through the trees, carrying with it the scent of summer and the distant chirping of birds. It was a peaceful day, perfect for fishing—something Goku and his young son, Gohan, had decided to enjoy together.
"Dad, look! I caught a fish!" Gohan's excited voice rang out as he held up his small but wriggling prize. His dark eyes sparkled with joy, his tiny hands gripping the fishing rod tightly.
Goku, sitting nearby on a rock, turned and grinned at his son with unrestrained pride. "Good job, Gohan! Now catch a bigger one!" he encouraged, his voice full of warmth.
Gohan beamed at his father's praise, but then he noticed something strange. Goku wasn't paying full attention to him—his father was staring down at something in his hands, completely absorbed in whatever he was doing.
"Dad, what are you doing?" Gohan asked, tilting his head in curiosity.
Goku barely looked up. "Talking to someone on the phone," he answered casually.
Gohan blinked. Then blinked again. His father… using a phone? That didn't make sense. His father didn't even know how to use basic technology! He had once tried to use a microwave and nearly caused an explosion.
A sudden, horrible realization hit the young boy.
His father must have been possessed by a ghost!
Without wasting a second, Gohan dropped his fishing rod and sprinted toward their home, kicking up dirt as he ran. "Mom! Mom!" he cried out in panic, his little legs carrying him as fast as they could. "Dad's been possessed by a ghost!"
Chi-Chi, who had been inside preparing lunch, heard her son's frantic screams and immediately grabbed the closest weapon available—her trusty kitchen knife. She burst out of the house, her eyes wild with worry. "What happened? Where is he?"
Gohan gasped for breath and pointed back toward the lake. "Dad was… using a phone!"
Silence.
Chi-Chi's grip on the knife loosened as her expression changed from fear to complete and utter disbelief. Her lips trembled, and for a moment, she looked as though she was about to faint. Then, to Gohan's utter confusion, she burst into tears of joy.
"Finally!" she cried out in relief, wiping her tears. "After all these years! My Goku is finally becoming part of society!"
Gohan stared at his mother, completely baffled by her reaction. "Huh?"
Chi-Chi wiped her eyes and took a deep breath, her previous tension melting away. "Don't worry, Gohan," she said with a smile. "Your father hasn't been possessed. He's just… learning to use a phone! This is a miracle!"
Gohan, pacified by his mother's overwhelming joy, hesitantly nodded. Maybe… maybe his father wasn't possessed. Maybe he was just finally learning something normal for once. That thought alone was enough to make him feel better, so he followed his mother back inside.
Meanwhile, back at the lake, Goku continued to stare at his phone, completely unaware of the panic he had just caused. He rubbed his head, deep in thought. "Weird kid… I don't know who he takes after," he muttered before returning to reading the messages in the mysterious chat.
A new notification popped up.
[Emperor of Mankind]: Good news for you all. I have given my slaves the task of working on hologram technology so we can all meet each other. This will take some time, but before that, I have a skill I can use to meet one person at a time. Just give me a few minutes.
Goku's eyes widened in excitement, and a huge grin spread across his face. He barely understood what a 'hologram' was, but the important part was that Naruto could actually meet them.
[Monkey King]: We can meet and fight?!
He was practically vibrating with anticipation now. It had been so long since he had a real challenge, and if Naruto was as strong as he claimed, then this was exactly what he needed!
A few other messages popped up in the chat.
[One For All]: What do you mean by slaves?
[Ruin Princess]: Yeah, that sounds… concerning.
[Emperor of Mankind]: It's a joke. I refer to my subordinates as such sometimes. Don't be so tight, loosen up a little.
Goku barely paid attention to the conversation about 'slaves' or whatever that was. He only focused on the next message.
[Emperor of Mankind]: I am done, and I will be meeting Monkey King first. The rest of you will have to wait your turn.
Goku's heart pounded with excitement. "This is gonna be awesome!" he shouted, standing up. He had no idea how Naruto would meet him, but he didn't care. He was ready.
A fight was coming. And he couldn't wait.
Issei sat beneath the shade of a tree, his back against the rough bark as he scrolled through the chat on his phone. The usual lunchtime chaos of Kuoh Academy surrounded him—students chatting, eating, and playing around—but today, he wasn't in the mood for any of it. Unlike his usual self, he wasn't busy peeping or trying to get close to the girls. Instead, he was deep in thought, staring at the screen with a serious expression.
He had seen all the interactions in the group. The so-called "Emperor of Mankind" was, without a doubt, living the dream. He had a harem filled with unbelievably beautiful women, and if that wasn't enough, more seemed to be throwing themselves at him willingly.
Even if he's just a role-player, he's still a harem master.
Issei took a deep breath, hesitating for a moment before finally typing his message. He glanced around to make sure no one was watching—he didn't want to get bullied for being caught asking the most important question of his life.
[Dragon King]: Hello, Lord Emperor of Mankind, I am an average human and am honored to be chosen. I haven't come across anything special, but I wouldn't mind facing it.
He paused for a second, then continued typing, his hands trembling slightly with anticipation.
[Dragon King]: I see from your statements that you are a big man with many women. I really look up to you and beg you for advice, as I wish to pursue a harem-making life.
There. He had done it. He had asked the one question he had been yearning to ask a true master. If anyone could give him the secret to his dream, it was Naruto.
A reply came almost instantly.
[Emperor of Mankind]: Haha, Dragon King, that request really is appropriate for your name. But I'm not really the kind of person anyone should ask for such things, as to me, it just happened naturally. I didn't seduce girls or anything; I was on the receiving end. I tend to get lost in my own world, and my goal led my life.
Issei read each word carefully, his brows furrowing. So it just happened? He frowned, feeling slightly disappointed but continued reading.
[Emperor of Mankind]: Just follow through with your love and change to accommodate the girls. If your approach is too offensive, they'll be put off. Be sure that you truly care from the depth of your heart. Ask yourself: What will you give up for them? Can you die for their sake? How strong is this attraction, or is it just lust?
Issei's heart skipped a beat. Wait… give up something? Die for them? He had never thought of it that way before. He had always imagined himself surrounded by beautiful women, but he had never asked himself what he would do for them beyond just being their boyfriend.
[Emperor of Mankind]: Try to talk to them and understand them. Love can be cultivated, and love at first sight isn't real unless it's backed by more interactions and understanding. For now, just strengthen your body and mind, and go talk to a girl. Don't show frivolous intentions, and don't act too loose—it's very vain. Unless you have a lot of money and power, that approach won't work.
Issei swallowed hard. This advice wasn't what he had expected. He thought Naruto would tell him some secret seduction technique, maybe some ultimate pickup line. But instead, he was getting what sounded like genuine, practical wisdom.
But then—
[Emperor of Mankind]: Also, here's a gift from me.
A file appeared.
Issei's hands trembled as he clicked on it, anticipation running wild. His eyes widened.
Raw. Unfiltered. Delicious.
The biggest, most bouncy, most perfect pair of boobs he had ever seen.
His soul nearly ascended on the spot.
His lips curled into a perverted grin as he quickly went to his meme folder and attached a response.
[Dragon King]: Noice.
Followed by another one.
[Dragon King]: I see you are a man of culture as well.
He could feel tears of joy threatening to spill from his eyes. Naruto truly was a benevolent king!
But just as he was about to save the image to his special folder, another message came through.
[Emperor of Mankind]: Thanks, but I don't think you'll like what I have to say. You see, those look nice, but imagine them on a fat lard of flesh with a roundish body.
Issei barely had time to process the words before the image formed in his mind.
The excitement drained from his face.
His eyes widened in absolute horror.
His stomach churned.
His breath hitched.
And then—
"BLERGH—!"
Issei gagged and spit out the juice he had been drinking, clutching his stomach as he coughed violently. His entire body shuddered in disgust.
He frantically wiped his tongue with his sleeve as if he could erase the mental image from his mind. "Y-You fiend…" he gasped between heaves. "Never have I encountered such corrupt and foul-minded perversity! Have you ever considered a career as a demon?!"
His hands shook as he quickly exited the chat and turned off his phone, his body still trembling.
He had been enlightened. And he had been cursed.
This was the power of the Emperor of Mankind.