Extreme Exchange With Bojack And Cell?—Renkai’s Might Resurrects Hope Amid Cosmic Reckoning

The storm-wracked plateau shuddered under a sky torn by lightning, Bulma clutching little Trunks as two Shenrons loomed—one a towering golden behemoth, the other a green dwarf of Earth. Renkai, hundreds of meters tall, puffed a massive cigar, ash raining as he grinned wickedly at Earth Shenron. "Get lost—vanish from my sight."

"Simple enough," Earth Shenron snapped, scales bristling—then froze, realizing the wish came not from Bulma but Renkai. "You treacherous snake! I'll be back!" it roared, dissolving into seven golden streaks that scattered across the horizon.

Renkai flicked his claw dismissively, middle finger raised to the fading lights. "Good riddance to the pest. Now, Bulma—your wish, to me." His tone softened, though his draconic smirk lingered.

Bulma jolted from her stupor, Trunks whimpering in her arms. "You—you wasted my shot at Earth Shenron!" she shouted, fury cracking her voice. The child's wails pierced the air, amplifying her outrage.

"Calm down," Renkai rumbled, cigar vanishing as a slab of gum—scaled to his size—appeared. He popped it in, chewing lazily. "That runt's weak sauce. I've got the real power—any wish, I'll make it happen."

Bulma inhaled sharply, steadying herself. Earth Shenron was gone, its wish spent on Renkai's whim. He was her only card left. "Fine," she said, voice trembling but resolute. "My wish—"

A sudden ripple cut her off—four figures materialized, their divine auras clashing with the storm. The Kaios—North, South, East, West—descended, halos glinting save for King Kai's newly restored form. "Shenron!" the Western Kai barked, her voice sharp. "Seal BoJack's gang and that android Cell—now!"

Renkai's golden eyes slid to her, unblinking, his gum-chewing slowing to a deliberate pace. The Kaios froze under his gaze, sensing the weight of something ancient and unyielding. "Can't do it?" King Kai ventured, unease creasing his brow.

"Not can't," Renkai corrected, voice a low growl. "I'm no Earth dwarf—any wish is mine to grant. But sealing BoJack and Cell? Your life alone, Western Kai, won't cover it." He smirked, sizing her up. "Pick one—trade the other."

Bulma seized the pause, her shout piercing the tension. "Resurrect all the good souls Cell killed—do it, Shenron!" Trunks' cries fueled her desperation—Earth's survival hung on this.

"Easy," Renkai said, snapping his claws. Light flared, the ground trembling as souls surged back to life. Goku blinked into existence, grinning. "Hey, King Kai—alive again!" He paused, frowning. "Wait, I died before—how'm I back?"

"Bulma's wish, my power," Renkai replied, nodding to her. Goku squinted. "You're… different from Shenron."

"Not Earth's runt," Bulma cut in, voice tight. She recounted Renkai's trickery in clipped tones, the group—Goku, Vegeta, Gohan, Piccolo—absorbing the tale with widening eyes.

Renkai shifted, shrinking into human form—a handsome man in a Capsule Corp jacket emblazoned with "Dragon." "First meeting, folks—I'm Renkai," he said, smiling at the familiar faces. Goku waved back, cheerful. "Hey, Renkai!"

Vegeta bristled, arms crossed. "Dragon or not, you irk me. Saying I can't handle Cell—or this BoJack rabble? Absurd!" His pride flared, nostrils flaring.

"Oh, Prince Vegeta," Renkai teased, stepping closer. "If I'm wrong, how should I deal with Cell?"

"Me—only I can crush Cell and these mystery goons!" Vegeta jabbed a thumb at his chest, smirking with unshakable confidence.

Renkai's grin sharpened. "Down you go, then." His form blurred—too fast for even Piccolo's eyes—and a fist slammed into Vegeta's gut. Boom! The Saiyan rocketed backward, cratering a house in a spray of rubble. Dust settled as he clambered out, pride bruised more than his body.

"Think I can handle Cell now?" Renkai asked, brushing his hands as Vegeta flew back, glaring but silent. Inside, Vegeta seethed—stronger than Perfect Cell, no doubt—yet he swallowed the retort, sloping off to nurse his ego.

Goku's eyes burned, fear mingling with excitement. "That punch… you're unreal!" The Z Fighters nodded, awed by the casual power. King Kai laughed, relieved. "Renkai, with that strength, BoJack and Cell are toast!"

"Nah," Renkai said, waving him off. "They're not worth my hands getting dirty." He paused, a glint in his eye. "Tongzi—send my mecha unit."

The Kaios exchanged glances, hope flickering. Bulma clutched Trunks tighter, the resurrected warriors steeling themselves as the air hummed with unseen forces converging.

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