The Saiyan Saga 7

Y'know, the place is kinda nice, I have to admit as I walked along the bridge leading to a large mansion-like buildings. The sky above is in the shade of burnt orange, almost gold, just like the clouds hovering beneath the bridge.

Maybe I should look into a set up like this in my world? I mean, I gotta be honest, bright blue just is so not my thing. If I'm going blue, I prefer a dark blue, like the colour of the flag of one of my past lives' home country.

It's why Super Saiyan Blue, is obviously trash compared to Super Saiyan four. One has crimson fur with a burnt orange gold energy, the other is a bright, blinding cyan blue….everywhere.

Just thinking of looking out of that kind of aura all around me makes me shudder, it'd like give me a constant headache. Granted, blue looks good on some things, like my sexy sexy awesome girlfriend. Just, not a super saiyan transformation bro.

As I made my way down the bridge, I passed by hundreds of soul wisps of the dearly departed, and many of a blue skinned ogre. Funnily, not a single one stopped me to ask me about something.

Maybe because I have my body they just think I'm free to come and go as I please? Well, whatever, not my problem.

A few minutes of strolling was all it took for me to reach my destination and I made my way into King Yemma's office, the check out station.

My eyes immediately went to the man in charge of judging the dearly departed, god he huge. Titanic even, he had to be a good three hundred feet tall or more.

You'd think he'd be stronger though, y'know with his occupation. But the scouter is telling me, the exact measurement of his battle power is only two thousand, six hundred.

Granted, even a battle power over a thousand is apparently in the top five percentile of Universe Seven, so maybe it's not that bad actually?

….Or maybe Universe Seven is really just that pathetic nowadays. Well whatever, I'll fix that soon.

As King Yemma finished up with one soul and sent them on their way, I skipped the rest of the line and stepped up in front.

"Goku?" Yemma blinked, giving me a confused glance, "What are you doing here? Shouldn't you still be with King Kai right now? Don't tell me you fell down to the standard Hell again?"

"I'm not Goku," I replied, "My name's Kakarot, I'm his clone created by Kami."

"Kami?" Yemma's nose drew up in distaste, "That fool, always doing such stupid things." he grumbled, and began flicking through a massive book beside him.

"Ah, here we are, Kakarot, strictly speaking, you're less than a year old huh?" Yemma mused apparently reading my information off of the book, "You're karma rating is quite good, better than good you're way in the green, heck you already have hero status and will be able to keep your body if you die, good on you boy."

Huh, how did that happen? Like, I've not actually done that much good have I? I mean I murdered Tao and perved on Bulma like straight away, what exactly qualified me for hero status?

"Well, thanks I-

"Oh, what's this?" Yemma's eyes suddenly widened, "You're not under my jurisdiction? Seems you have a connection to a higher power? Seems one of the higher ups have claim for you and the Supreme Kai at that!"

…Wait, what?! I've not even fucking met Shin or done anything that could have clued him in to me considering how ignorant he is. Unless he sensed me when I transformed that first time back on Namek and he sensed me then?

Strictly speaking, back then I should have been stronger than the main timeline Gohan against Cell as a Super Saiyan 2, which was what originally clued Shin in if I remember right.

…Or maybe it's Chronoa? After all, she did tell me all I needed to do was call for her and she would hear me and come.

Well, questions for later I suppose.

"Well, no need for me to worry over you I suppose," Yemma mused, closing the book over and looking back down at me, "So what can I help you with Kakarot? Make it snappy will you? I'm a busy busy man and that punk Frieza just got his jollies blowing up another planet, low population or not, I need to be fast if I want a break at all today."

You know, I really don't envy his job. Ganbare Yemma-chan!

Well, I'll try not to take up much of his time.

"Right, I'll be quick," I promised, "I recently came into a planet of my own, it's connected to my energy and growing from it in a dimension connected to me, I want to become the guardian of it."

"Is that so?" Yemma didn't even act surprised, "Well, I can do that much for you, I just need to get a look at it for a bit."

Well, that was simple enough. I waved my hand and opened up a large portal as high up as he was tall while sitting down, displaying the landscape of my personal dimension. I opened it at random really, so what was displayed was a wide open grass land with many a creature running around.

My eyes landed on one humongous t-rex casually walking across the grass lands and curiosity getting the better of me since I haven't checked on them in a while, I tapped my scouter and checked it out.

11,912.

Hmm, not bad, not bad at all. See, I had a little experiment going on. More or less, I drained a ton of fruit from the tree of might into a bunch of lakes, rivers and the ocean itself that had formed.

I wanted to see if I could let species of a planet growing stronger passively, just by messing with their food and drink supply.

Maybe it'll be worth putting into action soon.

The thing about the mortal level, it was pretty much three fold. Zeno's monitoring of them was on three categories. The overall strength of the universe, the living conditions and the population.

Right now, I could only really deal with the overall strength, but living conditions should improve for a race when their longevity and sheer strength were increased massively, right?

I mean, this T-rex alone, assuming nothing kills it, will probably live a few hundred years.