Chapter 2: The Cry of a Saiyan, The trouble of a Truffle

Years Ago...

The war between the Saiyans and the Frost Demons wasn't just any war. It was an intergalactic, no-holds-barred, planet-shattering brawl of epic proportions. Cities crumbled, moons exploded, and entire solar systems were caught in the crossfire. Both races, fueled by arrogance and an insatiable thirst for power, believed they could rule the universe.

They were wrong.

Because somewhere in the depths of the cosmos, a certain God of Destruction, Roh, was having the worst nap of his immortal life.

"Those damn monkeys and lizards are making too much noise!" Roh growled, rubbing his groggy eyes. "I swear, if I hear one more planet explode—"

BOOOOM!

Another celestial body bit the dust, sending shockwaves across the universe.

Roh clenched his fists. "Alright. That's it."

And with a flick of his wrist, the majority of both races ceased to exist. Just like that. The once-proud Saiyans and Frost Demons became little more than ghost stories, whispered about in the shadows of history.

But, unbeknownst to Roh, something remained—hidden, forgotten, and waiting.

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Universe 9 – Age 749

A lonely planet floated in the depths of space, untouched by time and war. This was Planet Sadala, the Saiyans' once-great homeworld, now a hushed graveyard of forgotten legends.

Yet, in the heart of an ancient, abandoned facility, something stirred.

Deep within a cryogenic chamber, a baby Saiyan slumbered—a relic of a lost era, waiting for the day he would awaken.

And that day… was today.

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Meanwhile, 10 Miles Away from Planet Sadala…

A small spaceship hummed through the void, piloted by none other than Ruffio, a Tuffle scavenger, and his overly energetic daughter, Cryella.

"Daaaaaaad, are we there yet?" Cryella whined, kicking her legs impatiently.

Ruffio sighed, gripping the controls. "Am I the captain, or are you? Quit yappin', we're almost there!"

"You said that hours ago!" she pouted. "You're worse than Mom when she's waiting for her hair to dry!"

Ruffio flinched. The mere thought of his wife's legendary impatience sent a shiver down his spine.

"Listen, kid. If you don't quit whining, I'm gonna—"

"You're gonna what? Leave me here?" Cryella grinned. "Mom would LOVE to hear about that!"

Ruffio gulped. "... You're evil."

Before Cryella could rub it in further, the ship's sensors beeped.

"Finally!" she cheered. "I see it! We're here!"

Ruffio exhaled in relief. "Alright, buckle up. And listen—once we land, stay close. Got it?"

Cryella rolled her eyes. "Yeah, yeah, stick by Dad or get grounded for life. I got it."

The ship pierced the atmosphere, heading toward an ancient structure overrun with vines and strange, glowing flora.

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Landing Site – The Ruined Facility

The Tuffles had a knack for appreciating old technology, and this place was a goldmine.

Ruffio activated a laser cutter and sliced through the vines entangling the entrance. The moment the doors fell open, both he and Cryella gasped in wonder.

The interior was a blend of ancient Saiyan architecture and mysterious energy-infused plant life. The walls were coated in moss, the air thick with the scent of time itself.

"This place is sick!" Cryella beamed. "Like, in an ancient, haunted, 'we might die' kinda way!"

Ruffio pinched his nose. "Kid, let's hope it's not actually haunted."

They ventured deeper, navigating through narrow corridors and dusty relics of the past. Eventually, they arrived at a large, untouched door. Unlike the rest of the facility, this door looked… new.

Ruffio frowned. "How is this thing still intact?"

Before he could analyze further, the door buzzed to life, scanning them with a flickering blue light.

Then—

Holograms appeared.

Cryella screamed. "GAAAH! GHOSTS!"

Ruffio smacked his forehead. "Relax! It's just a projection!"

The two figures in the hologram were Saiyans—a man with wild hair and a scarred face, and a woman with piercing eyes.

The man spoke first.

"Whoever you are, listen well. I am Kimuro, and this is my wife, Asura. We are the last of the Ancient Saiyans, and if you are seeing this, then fate has led you here."

Cryella peeked from behind her dad. "Wait… those tails… Saiyans!?"

Kimuro continued. "Our race was feared by gods themselves. Once, we stood at the peak of power, but one being… the first of us, Akuma, fought Zeno's father, Gentruz, and disappeared. Since then, the gods turned on us. They slaughtered our people. Only we survived… along with our son."

Asura clutched her chest, tears in her eyes. "We placed him in a cryogenic chamber to protect him… but we do not know what future awaits him. If you are kind souls, please—guide him, not as a barbarian, but as something more. That is all we ask."

Kimuro exhaled. "There is one final message… for our son. Give it to him when he is strong enough."

With that, the holograms flickered and faded.

Silence filled the room.

Then—

A loud click.

The massive doors groaned open, revealing the cryogenic chamber in the center of the room.

Inside…

A baby Saiyan.

He had dark gray hair, a tail wrapped around his waist, and a peaceful expression despite the centuries of slumber.

Cryella's eyes widened. "Dad, we HAVE to take him home!"

Ruffio hesitated. "I don't know… Saiyans are dangerous, kid."

Cryella puffed her cheeks. "If you don't, I'll tell Mom you abandoned a baby. And you KNOW what happens when she gets mad."

Ruffio turned pale. "... Fine."

With a deep sigh, he deactivated the chamber. As soon as the glass lifted—

"WAAAAAHHH!"

The baby screamed loud enough to shake the room.

Ruffio panicked. "MAKE HIM STOP BEFORE HE WAKES UP THE WHOLE DAMN UNIVERSE!"

Cryella rocked the baby awkwardly. "Uhhh… shh, little dude?"

The baby frowned, squirmed… then promptly passed out again.

Ruffio wiped his forehead. "Alright, we got him. Let's get out of here—"

Then he froze.

Because in the distance, a red light started flashing.

And a robotic voice echoed through the ruins—

"ALERT. ALERT. UNAUTHORIZED ACCESS. MULTIVERSE DISTURBANCE DETECTED."

Ruffio groaned. "Oh, come on!"

Cryella grinned. "Heh. This is gonna be fun."

Little did they know, that single cry had already shaken the cosmos.

And across the universe, in realms unknown—gods, warriors, and forces beyond mortal comprehension had taken notice.

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