(??? POV)
At a home, a couple in their mid twenties and a midwife were awaiting the birth of their child... unbeknownst to them, the world would not be prepared for this child.
"Almost there Ma'am, just a little further." Said the midwife, as the baby's head was beginning to peek out.
Haruko Itsuka, the Matriarch of the Itsuka Family and the very pregnant mother in question, violently gripping her husband's hand so hard one could hear actual bones begin to crunch.
Tatsuo Itsuka, the Patriarch of the Itsuka Family, silently took the pain alongside his wife in silent resolve whilst praying for a healthy delivery of their child.
For what felt like hours, the final stage of the birthing was gruesome; Haruko's screams as her child was being pushed out of her, more bones being crunched, and a midwife trying to ensure a safe delivery.
... Success, the child was born. However, this child was no ordinary one; this boy was born with defined muscles, a red tail (thicker and longer than typical Saiyans), a full set of spikey red hair with a visible aura surrounding him, and not touching mentioned the boy was about the same size as a 4-year old straight out the womb.
For the boy, however, the moment he escaped his mother's womb, sensory overload of every type was inflicted onto him. Voices from the other side of the planet, the air feeling breezy against his skin. But the other three senses were what really got to him. His young mind could literally taste/smell/and see this unhealthy world, even while being indoors. So he did what any born child would do... he cried.
That's when the Disasters started. The moment when he cried out, the skies darkened; Heavy Rain in mere moments, Magnitude 10 Earthquakes shifting the tectonic plates into one single landmass once more, Blizzards that once froze the entire world had come again, F-5 Hurricanes spawned out of nowhere with Massive Tsunamis feeding into them, followed by Thunder and Lightning the Entire World has never felt/witnessed in its inception. All these apocalyptic disasters blanketed the Whole World, purifying this filthy world for this young child to live in.
As if that wasn't enough, the boy was the epicenter of some sort of invisible pressure. What did this pressure do? Simple... it lifted E.V.E.R.Y.T.H.I.N.G. high above ground. It's as if Gravity obeyed the boy, keeping the planet's residents safe as the Disasters remade the World anew, or perhaps reverting it back into Pangea once more. Even more outrageous is that entire Astroid Belts were being pulled to form new sediment for the planet.
Tatsuo, our newly appointed father, "swam" toward his floating, crying new born in an attempt to secure him safely in his arms amidst all this chaos. With his son in his arms, he then "swam" toward his wife and the midwife in an attempt to group together.
Haruko then reached out towards her baby boy, wanting to hold him in her arms. The boy, despite still crying, unconsciously recognized that this person was his Mama and the one who had him before was his Papa. Unconsciously, the boy then started using Senjutsu to rejuvenate his weakly Mama, all while still crying.
Something of Note: the louder the boy's crying, the stronger the Disasters outside became and the faster the Entire World was cleansed of filth. This proceeded to last for an entire week of non-stop crying.
Finally, when the new week rolled around was when the World was built anew. Scientists revealed that the Continents formed back into Pangea, the Earth was vastly bigger than before, the gravity of the planet was ten times greater than it once was, all of the garbage and nuclear waste in the oceans were cleansed, there are now new undocumented continents, and global warming is now gone.
For the world's residents that lived through this apocalyptic experience they have unanimously called this week, "Rebirth of Super Earth Week".
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(Haruko POV)
This entire week has been an surreal experience. As soon as my sweet monkey-tailed baby boy was born, he started crying and every type of disaster just spawned. Not only that, I finally got to experience actual flying for a week. As fun as that was, that isn't what I found to be weird.
"Mama~"
Tsor Itsuka, my little baby munchkin, was floating toward me with his little arms out to hug me. Seeing him fly toward me lovingly put a smile on my face as I cradled him into my embrace. I didn't even question that my little boy can fly or that he can form words at just a week old or the fact that he was born with a full set of hair and a tail with this soothing aura surrounding him.
No, what I found to be weird was that when we were deciding his name, a voice so ancient and godly rang into my head specifically with a message: (Tsor... his name is Tsor). Its as if a God was personally naming my son before I could give him a name. The nerve this guy!!
"Atleast the name fits my baby boy." I say as I rub my cheek against Tsor's little cheek. The room is filled with playful giggles as my husband returns home from his errand.
" *Chuckle* How's my baby boy doing." Tastuo said as Tsor comes soaring towards him and landing on his head stomach first.
"Papa~" said Little Tsor as he giggled a storm while spinning around ontop of his papa's head.
Suddenly, this floating phone just popped into existence next to my little Tsor, hovering around him as Tatsuo tried to get the phone away from Tsor after everything that happened to us.
Then a notification was played outloud for everyone to hear.
[Ding]
[Congratulations user Tsor *******, for becoming the Group Chat Admin specifically designed to hunt system anomolies. The next notifications can wait until Admin has grown a bit.]
Then the phone proceeded to turn off and just orbit around my Little Tsor as he just giggled and watched the phone orbit him.
...Maybe I should take a nap after feeding Tsor.