Death comes for everyone, for some sooner than expected, and that was the case for young Kayn, who died even before reaching his 20th birthday.
It was just another normal day; the afternoon was beginning, the sun was very strong in the small town where he lived, and there were hardly any clouds to block the bright light from the sky.
Kayn was late for his job as a clerk in a small market, which was no more than 2 kilometers from his house.
He usually walked, after all, he didn't own a vehicle, and all the money was too precious for such a luxury. The truth was that he was very focused on saving as much money as possible to buy a new computer.
Paying his rent and all the bills already left him with almost no money, and he still needed to eat, so his way of saving some money was by giving up his transportation.
He usually planned to arrive 10 minutes early to ensure he wouldn't be late, but this time an unforeseen event happened, and he ended up being late.
Kayn knew what being late meant; at best, he would have a small discount in his salary, and at worst, he would have to look for a job again.
He looked at his watch as he ran down the sidewalk, "Five minutes left, if I run fast, I'll get there in ten... Shit!!" His steps didn't lose their vigor, making a sound as they hit the ground hard.
Sweat was already accumulating on his clerk uniform; that would certainly be grounds for complaints, but it was still better than arriving too late.
As he ran through an intersection, he looked to one side but not the other; he let his hearing take care of the opposite side. Without hearing the sound of any engine, Kayn imagined he had a clear path, so he didn't slow down.
A loud honk sounded from the side he didn't look, and before he could react, he felt the strong impact. Thrown, Kayn's body fell and hit his head hard on the ground.
Blood slowly trickled from him, but he was already unconscious at that point; he didn't even see that the car, the one that killed him, was the same car he dreamed of buying, a new sporty electric car model.
Already lifeless on the ground, while several passersby gathered nearby, the smartphone in his pocket began to vibrate; it was a call from his manager, probably to give him a scolding. In a way, he had avoided hearing some insults and threats.
...
Had his death happened an instant or thousands of years ago? It was impossible to be sure, or rather, time flowed strangely in the space he was currently in.
His consciousness was just a thread of what it once was; he saw nothing, heard nothing, essentially he no longer had a body for any of that.
Somehow, he could still think, but it was as if he were constantly fighting against a terrifying sleep; his consciousness flickered, as if at any moment it would go out forever.
He knew he had died, but he wasn't angry or sad; it was more like something between those two feelings, he was indignant.
His life wasn't the worst of all, but it hadn't been easy. He lost his only family years ago, while still in high school, so he had to drop out of his studies to support himself.
Little by little, he was managing to stabilize himself; finally, he was about to get something beyond the basics to survive, but his life was taken, thwarting all his efforts.
After an indefinite amount of time passed, Kayn finally heard something beyond his weak thoughts, something much more concrete.
"Would you like to be reborn in another world?" The voice was beyond his comprehension. It was almost like a will.
For a moment, Kayn's consciousness became very clear, and without even thinking, he said in his mind 'Of course I want to!'
A sound arose in his mind, resembling a light laugh of satisfaction "Excellent. You will know what place you are in as soon as you are there"
With that, Kayn's consciousness went out completely, not because it was extinguished, but because it was being sent to another place, to a world different from his old one.
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Planet Vegeta, Year 737.
Amidst dozens of incubators, some empty, others with small Saiyan babies inside, there was one with a special baby.
Its rarity did not come from its high power level, since this was actually the area for low-class Saiyans, but rather because of its mind, which instead of having only a few weeks of memories, actually had many long years.
An alien with a mixed appearance of human and octopus approached that incubator, while holding what looked like a technological clipboard in its suction-cupped hand.
With its other hand, it pressed the scouter, which quickly showed some numbers, "Hmm... Radissa had a small increase in her power level, but she's still just a low-class Saiyan..." it said thoughtfully, then looked at its clipboard.
"Her strength reached 26 PL, still not enough for us to keep you on Planet Vegeta; you will be sent to a planet of low interest" the alien said before moving on to the next incubator, casually.
Inside her incubator, Radissa, who was once Kayn, was feeling a relief in her heart; she had obviously heard and understood everything.
'I never thought I'd be happy to be weak' a small smile appeared on her lips, but no one could see it because there was a mask on her face to prevent the incubator fluid from suffocating her.
'Well, it wasn't like I was sent to this world just to die again, so it was obvious I would escape, but it was still quite scary seeing the last moments of Planet Vegeta'
In the few weeks since her birth, Radissa had heard quite a bit about the situation from the aliens who cared for the babies, so she had a brief understanding of the current time.
The fact that they mentioned Prince Vegeta had recently turned 4 years old made her aware that the planet would be destroyed approximately in a year, maybe just a few months, so it was better to be sent to another planet soon.
In the meantime, she saw few adult Saiyans come to see the babies, but every time one appeared, she prayed it wouldn't be Bardock, because that would mean the destruction was coming.
Luckily, Bardock hadn't appeared until today; Radissa wasn't sure, but she thought Goku hadn't been born yet.
And to her no surprise, her parents in this world also didn't come to see her. The reason was simple, Radissa was a low-class baby, born to two middle-class Saiyans; she was basically a failure in their eyes, and they preferred to continue conquering planets instead of following their daughter's growth.
This was also lucky for her, after all, that was the only way for her to be sent on a suicide mission, going alone as a baby to another planet; of course, this would save her, but only she knew that.
'He said my power level is 26 PL, that's higher than 12-year-old Goku, but it still puts me at the bottom of the low-class Saiyans... How abnormal was it for Goku to have only 2 PL as a baby?' she thought, almost shocked.
A low-class Saiyan baby had an average of 30-50 PL; there were those with less and those with more, but that was the average.
From what Radissa heard, if a baby, before turning one month old, reached 120 PL, it became a middle-class Saiyan, so she assumed that being born with more than 100 PL would be the same, since in the first few weeks, power increased very quickly; she herself had 19 PL at birth.
As for the high-class ones, Radissa had no idea; she had no contact with them, and her destiny was completely different. It was also very likely that there was a tiny number of these babies on the entire planet, so it was natural that she wouldn't hear about them trapped in that incubator.
Besides listening to other people's conversations, since there wasn't much to do in that situation, Radissa tried to train her Ki in some way.
Since she knew the whole story, from when Goku joined Bulma in the search for the Dragon Balls to the defeat of Majin Buu, her knowledge of Ki was vast; she only lacked the practice.
She believed it would be more effective to train Ki after having a large amount, after all, with a large amount of energy, even if some was wasted due to her inexperience, she would still be able to perform techniques and everything else.
If she were on Earth and already able to move freely, she would first do physical training to increase her strength, then try to fly and do Ki attacks, but it would be a waste of time to wait to start training.
So she began to try to feel the Ki, at least what was in her body, which was simpler. It took many long days for her to start feeling something real, still very weak.
Ki was something that only existed in this new body of hers; when she was Kayn, there was nothing like it, so despite her knowledge, she wasn't much ahead of the other babies.
It was as if she had to learn to walk; she had seen it done, but her body simply didn't respond as she wanted. Despite this, over time she improved a little, which also helped to slightly increase her power level.
It wasn't something extreme, but combined with the accelerated growth of Saiyan babies' power, by the end of her first month of life, she reached 32 PL, which, starting from her 19 PL, was an increase of over 50%.
For comparison, most other babies in their first month of life have a power increase of 15 to 25% of their initial power. This percentage increase was very standardized, which is exactly why babies are already divided into classes, since a baby born with less than 100 PL has a very small chance of surpassing 3,000 PL at their peak when they grow up.
Radissa's greater evolution was something rare, but even if she maintained this higher pattern, she would still have a lot of difficulty becoming someone close to the middle class of Saiyans, so no one paid much attention, merely noting this evolution as something unusual and nothing more.
More days passed, then weeks and months. Radissa was getting anxious; after all, in her first weeks of life, she had already been told that she would be sent to another planet, but until now she was still there.
She no longer knew how much time she had until the planet's destruction, and every day she wondered more if her reincarnation wasn't a cruel joke.
She was almost seven months old when that same alien came again, something that happened every two weeks.
"105 PL, already keeping up with the others, even surpassed some average ones... If she continues at this pace, she'll be able to reach a level close to those of the middle class, I think her genes just took a while to bloom... Unfortunately, a planet has already been chosen for you to conquer, so I won't be able to know the outcome of this, unless you manage to dominate that planet" its voice was wistful.
The look in that alien's eyes had an expression that showed dissatisfaction; it was as if it were about to throw away something valuable.
It had made calculations based on other Saiyans that had already been studied until adulthood, so it concluded that Radissa could potentially reach the level of a middle-class Saiyan, one of the strong ones to be more specific, but that was upon reaching her peak, around 21 years old.
Unfortunately, she wouldn't have time to show if it was right.
It didn't pity the probable death of that baby in front of it, but rather felt a sadness for not being able to confirm its theories and calculations.
"You will leave today, I hope you can complete your mission" it said before walking to the next incubator.
'Finally!!' Radissa shouted in her mind; her eyes gleamed with joy.
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{ Author's note: The translation will never be perfect, but I'll pay more attention when I'm creating new chapters, but the first 4 or 5 chapters, which I already have written, will be a little worse in this regard.
I may rewrite these first chapters in the future, as they are part of a mini introductory arc, but leaving that for the distant future is unlikely }