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Dragon Ball Multiverse: The Novelization

Written by Loïc Solaris

Adapted by Kakarotto Ka Power Level Kya Hai? & Team

Rediscover the story of DBM, loaded with more detail. This novelization is verified as canon by Salagir, who also included additions of his own. These have not been seen in the manga, and are therefore a true annex to the comic!

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Part 1, Chapter 1.

PART ONE: A VERY STRANGE TOURNAMENT!

Chapter 1

Translated by MikeysBoner(certified god) and Kakarotto Ka Power Level Kya Hai?


On Earth, a great day loomed in the morning, with the sun shining in a cloudless blue sky. In a simple house in the city, two parents prepared a good breakfast. Once ready, Son Gohan called his daughter, "Pan! Breakfast is ready!”

“Is she up at least?” Gohan’s wife Videl asked, placing one last box of cereal on the table.

Gohan did not have time to answer, as at that moment someone came hurtling down the stairs from the second floor. A big smile lit up the face of Gohan, who readjusted his glasses with a small gesture.

“No doubt, she's awake,” thought Gohan.

The girl, who was fourteen years old, dressed in a kimono and wearing a red stick on her back, was already opening the door to exit:

“Mom! Dad! I’m going out!”

“Hey! Where are you going dressed like that?” asked her mother.

“Grandpa has promised me that today, we’re gonna train with Uub. I don’t want to miss this!"

“You don’t even know where they are,” replied Gohan before taking a drink.

At that moment, the orange juice almost spilled when he felt a momentarily powerful energy. It was too far away to place it accurately, but Gohan could still learn of the origins. And if he could detect it, so too could Pan. Pan fired a mocking nod to her father and just before passing it slammed the door (a little too hard):

“I’m off!” yelled the young Saiyan fighter.

“But... This kid really does what she wants...” sighed her mother.

Gohan sighed with an air of distraction. In fact, he followed the energy of his daughter outside... And followed it with prudence, for about ten minutes.

“Don’t worry, Videl.” Gohan reassured her. “She’ll be with Dad, so she won’t risk anything. Or at least not much...”

“But she has high school this morning!” Videl argued, still upset.

“Don't worry, the classes are endowed, she’ll catch up. And let me remind you,” Gohan said, rising, “that I also missed several years of study when I was younger than her.”

Videl sighed while looking through the window. Pan was going up on a yellow cloud that quickly spun in the air.

“I still think she has too much fun…”

“Videl... Although she misses classes, she is an entire grade in advance. There is no problem. In fact, she’s even more talented than me.”

“It’s a time of peace...” Videl replied “Her priority should be her classes while she practices martial arts in her spare time!”

“Stop,” Gohan said with a smile on his face. “You remind me of my mother.”

“It's just that I want to be sure she has a good job later in life. Fighting should be secondary to her...”

Gohan got up to move closer to his wife, placing his hand on her shoulder.

"That’s just the way it is, Videl. Nothing can be done about it... She's been imitating her grandfather ever since she could walk. Besides, you worry too much. She'll be fine."

“But surely—”

“If it'll make you feel better, father will come over tonight.”

Videl's face brightened. “That's a great idea!”

Gohan gazed up at the clock and realized that he was going to be late for work! Something that had never happened before.

“Go on, darling.” Videl said to her husband. “You’re going to be late.”

In an isolated mountainous region far from any population, loud echoes rang through at regular intervals. Shock waves whose power shook the ground could be felt by simple humans miles away. Occasionally, what appeared to be battle cries could also be heard. The kind of battle cries that push warriors to give their full strength.

The ruckus in the mountains turned out to be an amazing battle between two exceptional warriors. The battle, which was just a warm up match for the two warriors, was simply unimaginable for the average human being. The amount of power given off by the two must have been the equivalent of no less than one-million humans.

After a few minutes of training, the two friends, master and disciple, took a little break and began to talk.

"I didn't drop a single bead of sweat, sensei." Said Uub, the younger of the two, who was a brown skinned, twenty year old boy dressed in a red-orange martial arts gi. "I'm not even out of breath..."

"That's the point of interval training." His sensei Goku replied, scratching his head with one finger slightly embarrassed. "The training methods you suggested would put the entire planet at risk."

Uub, now sitting on a nearby rock, observed the surrounding landscape that he and his sensei had been battling in.

"Yeah, the land has already suffered a lot from our training match hasn't it?" Uub wondered, looking at the surrounding landscape.

"Oh don't worry, it wasn't our fight that caused the damage here. Uh... Actually, maybe a little... Ha ha," replied Goku after a quick flashback. "But if I recall, this is the location where Vegeta and I first battled." He said to his disciple.

"Vegeta? Really!?" exclaimed Uub.

The young warrior, reincarnation of the mighty Majin Buu, who nearly destroyed the universe, closed his eyes and took in the landscape, trying to imagine what had been an epic duel, about thirty years ago.

Goku stood up suddenly, clapping his hands. "Alright, inspired yet? Then let’s start again!"

"Alright!" replied the young man with renewed enthusiasm.

"Good. This time, I’m counting on you to exceed your current level! As usual, try to keep up."

Goku took his stance. With bent legs slightly spread apart and fists clenched, Goku displayed his power without even needing to turn into a Super Saiyan. A blue and white aura surrounded him and his hair flowed in the wind that was created around him.

Facing him, Uub began to power up, his cry louder and more sustained. A white aura began to surround the boy.

"Push it, Uub! Go higher! Go further than you–"

He was then cut off by a surge of energy emitted by Uub, who emitted a slightly larger amount of power. Goku smiled, surprised.

"Good, Uub. But can you keep up with this?"

The blueish-white aura surrounding Goku suddenly took on a golden hue along with his hair, and his eyes became greenish-blue. His power had not increased too dramatically, but it put his strength significantly above Uub's, who was only half as strong as Goku at that point. However, his master had taught him a useful technique for these kinds of situations, a technique that he immediately used.

Uub’s muscles bulged and with a roar, he yelled, "Kaioken!"

The white aura surrounding Uub went scarlet red. His muscles took more volume as his blood vessels swelled to allow faster blood flow. His strength multiplied, and before long it exceeded that of his master. Goku, who was not shaken, clenched his fists even harder and began to draw in more power. His hair stood on end, leaving only a single lock over his forehead. His muscles had also increased in volume, and sporadic bolts of lightning crackled through his aura.

"Time for the next level..." Uub thought to himself.

Uub concentrated and drifted through the following levels of Kaioken. “Times three... Four... Five...” He continued stage by stage without rushing.

This time, just as Goku wanted, Uub hoped to reach a higher level than he ever had before. For months on end he had hardened his body to be able to withstand higher levels of power.

Yes... This time... He will finally surprise his master! Just a little more effort and concentration and— "What the hell?" Uub thought suddenly, breaking his concentration and power.

"Grandpa!"

"Hey, hey! I know that voice!" said Goku, who also released his power looking up to the sky at the same time as Uub.

They looked up and saw a young girl of fourteen about a hundred meters above them. The quarter-saiyan adeptly navigated down towards them.

"Grandpa," said Pan, who touched down with an angry look on her face, "you promised that you wouldn't start without me!"

"Sorry Pan! But we were ready and you weren't here... Tell me, why did you come with Kinto'un?"

Pan put her hands on her hips, closed her eyes, and tilted her head back, taking a position which showed that the answer was obvious. "Since I came here to train with you two I didn't want to waste any energy by flying."

"Ah, of course"

"Do you think she can keep up with us?" asked Uub with a smile as he approached.

"Of course I can! I don't bear the Son family name for nothing!" countered the young girl before turning to her grandfather. "Grandpa, I saw Uub using the Kaioken! When are you going to teach it to me?"

"But you don't need it, Pan. I only taught Uub because he can't turn into a Super Saiyan."

"But neither can I!" Pan said nearly whining.

"You can." replied Goku. "You just need to put in more effort."

"But... With the Kaioken I wouldn't need-"

"Okay, okay," said Goku, trying to change the subject, "we'll see later. For now let's take it slow with a small energy rise."

"But we just did that!" Uub interjected.

"I don’t need to do that!" supported Pan.

"Don't be silly," said Goku. "We'll train seriously, don't worry about that, but for now let's start with a little run."

"Okay..." sighed Pan and Uub simultaneously.

They were ready to follow Goku's lead when he suddenly stood up and began scanning the sky. He had felt something approaching their location. It didn't take long before they saw what had puzzled Goku. A strange little robot was flying straight in their direction.

"What is it?" asked Uub.

"It looks kind of like one of Bulma's machines." Goku replied curiously.

The robot, which looked like a rocket propelled sphere with very short legs and one eye, came to a stop in front of the puzzled Earthlings. The craft emitted a low metallic sound and began to whistle like an old television. The single eye suddenly began to shine, and a hologram image displayed between Goku and the robot, the image of a Namekian.

"Mr. Piccolo?" asked Uub, who was surprised by the image.

"No, not him." Goku said, suddenly serious.

"Warriors of the Earth," began the Namekian, "you have been chosen because you are the strongest fighters in your universe. We invite you to participate in the biggest tournament that you can ever imagine."

"A tournament?" said Pan, obviously very interested in the idea.

"I wonder..." began Goku before the Namekian continued.

"We look forward to seeing you at the palace of Kami-Sama."

When he finished, the hologram blurred before revealing the image of Piccolo.

"It's not easy to explain," said Piccolo, "but it's not a joke. I knew you would be interested, Goku, so I allowed them to contact you. See you there."

The image disappeared, and the robot left as quickly as it came.

"Was that message intended for only the three of us?" asked Uub.

"I don't think so," replied Goku, turning to his two disciples. "He spoke of the strongest fighters in the universe. Surely he will also contact Vegeta and Gohan."

"This is serious, isn't it?" asked Uub.

"We’ll see. We shouldn't waste any time. Hold onto me, we'll pick up Gohan and the Briefs family along the way."

Uub placed a hand on Goku's shoulder while Pan clung onto his belt. Goku placed two fingers on his forehead and sought out Ki from the location of his son's house. He immediately felt Videl’s ki signature and instantly beamed to that location, taking Uub and Pan with him. It took Goku only a minute to realize why he didn't feel the Ki of his son, which was almost one thousand times stronger than that of his wife. Gohan was away...

"He's at work, as usual." said Videl after Goku explained the situation quickly.

"We just have to pick him up, Grandpa!"

"Wait!" said Videl. "I want to come with you."

"Sure, come along!" said Goku. "I can feel Gohan's energy now, and he's on the move... Wow, even without training Gohan's speed is impressive. It's pretty surprising."

"And Vegeta?" asked Pan.

A smile quickly spread across Goku's face. "I'm sure this story will interest him. We should get Goten and Trunks, too. They're both at home."

Pan sparkled with joy.

"Yes! It's been a while since I've seen Grandma! Hey! Should we get Grandpa Satan, too?"

"I'm sure Buu got the message too. Otherwise we'll see. Hold on!"

This time with Videl, Goku teleported everyone to Chichi. There they found Goten and Trunks, who was visiting to avoid boredom at the Capsule Corporation. Goku briefly explained what little he knew about the situation to the two young fighters. Goku told everyone, along with Chichi, who insisted on coming along, to hold onto him. With a quick flash he then teleported everyone to Dende’s palace.

Unbeknownst to everyone, a small spherical robot appeared at the house of Goku only minutes later to bring the message to Goten and Trunks. The robot would return empty-handed...

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