Flashback:
The ley-line beneath Broko's hidden base was dead.
That was why... he had chosen it.
No flow of mana and No pulse of energy and No spiritual resonance for the natives to track.
A perfect place to set up a base ....
and a perfect nest for a young Saiyan sharpening himself into a weapon.
That was the theory he had in mind.
The truth was that Khar'eth's elders did not rely solely on ley-lines.
The elder was old, ancient enough that his skin had hardened into something closer to stone than flesh.
His glowing sigils were faint, nearly extinguished, deliberately suppressed as he....
With many years of experience..... He realized that the boy has techniques that may allow him to sense energy fluctuations.
He moved slowly, deliberately, as if every step was a ritual to the world itself.
He had waited three years for this moment.
Broko was gone, training in the upper atmosphere,
pushing his body against the planet's gravity, tearing muscle fibers apart and forcing them to rebuild stronger.
Broko Power Level during atmospheric training:
31,200..
The elder slipped through the dead nexus like a ghost slipping into a corpse.
The Saiyan base was crude but efficient. Reinforced stone, scavenged alloy plating, and their native runes crudely repurposed using a different language unknown to the elder.
The elder scoffed .
The escape pod lay dormant at the heart of the chamber.
The elder approached it with reverence and hatred.
"So... this is the womb that birthed our extinction," he whispered.
From his sleeve,.... he withdrew a flat, translucent rune-disc,....
etched with spiraling symbols that bent the eye. This was no traditional spell.
It was experimental.
A forbidden convergence of Veil Arts, spatial collapse theory, and sacrificial mathematics.
A wormhole rune.
Not a mere portal.
A forced displacement anchor.
It would not activate immediately.
It would wait.
Wait for sufficient energy, sufficient stress, sufficient cosmic alignment.
And then
The elder pressed it against the underside of the pod.
The rune sank into the metal as though it were water.
There was a slight electric discharge but that was it.
No further sound.
Only a faint distortion in space itself, like reality inhaling.
The elder smiled for the first time in centuries.
"Run, little ape ," he murmured.
"Let another universe finish what we could not."
He turned to leave.
He never noticed the record vault behind him already empty.
Nor did he sense the faint echo of a Saiyan mind watching through ki perception from orbit.
What Broko Stole,.... was his now.
Broko never confronted the elder nor did he care to check what he did.
He didn't need to.
He had already stolen what mattered.
Over the years, he had quietly gathered scrolls, crystal matrices, memory-engrams, and forbidden texts from fallen temples and shattered cities.
At first, it had been curiosity.
Then survival came.
Then ambition took over.
Magic, he learned, was not so different from ki.
It was will given structure.
Healing Art: Breath Reversal
Required internal ki circulation + external ambient-energy absorption.
Slow
Painful
Inefficient compared to Namekian healing
But it worked for me and the more I'd use it,
The better I got at using it.
Broko practiced on himself, again and again.
resetting fractures, closing organ damage, reversing aging.
Healing Magic Efficiency:
~15% of Namekian baseline
(But scalable with ki control)
Mind Control: Veil of Quiet Command
domination was minor and could be resisted.
Influence was the goal this magical technique.
Subtle suggestion implanted during eye contact was the method used.
Dangerous but unreliable at times.
But terrifying when paired with an evil Saiyan's aura of intimidation.
Combat Magic:
Ki-Sever Threads – this magical technique disrupts enemy ki, magic and any energy flow momentarily.
Afterimage Phantoms – illusionary doubles with ki echoes for physical attacks.
Gravitic Bind Sigils – short-duration movement suppression, can be used for training purposes as well.
Broko never relied on them fully.
He integrated them into his way of combat.
Blended them to the best of his capabilities.
Turned faith-based sorcery into weapons-grade utility.
And unknowingly…
He trained himself for a universe where ki on his level was rare if not unheard of but general power was not.
The Rune, long placed by the forgotten elder pulsed...
The end of Flashback :
Present time :
After killing the scouts sent by king cold, Broko didn't immediately leave as planned.....
Instead he decided to train one last time on this planet.
Short time skip :
Broko had just finished a ten-day training cycle of starvation, vacuum exposure, and controlled near-death combat drills against summoned magic constructs.
He returned to his base bleeding, victorious, exhausted.
Power Level (post-training) :
49,200 in base form.
Great Ape : 49,200×10= 492 000 battle power.
Evil saiyan aura :49,200×30=1 476 000 battle power.(can be stacked on top any transformation)
Great ape ×Evil saiyan aura:
492 000 ×30=14 760 000 battle power.
As he stepped toward his pod and finally entered and put in Namekian star systems coordinates and his pod shot into the sky,
his new battle power was still stabilizing, fluctuations happened from time to time due to his evil aura flaring up.
Space then folded.
Folded, like paper pressed between fingers.
The rune ignited.
Broko barely had time to snarl.
"What the F"
The world inverted.
Color became directionless.
The Ai system screamed warnings.
And then
Silence.
Elsewhere :
Marvel Universe – 2001
Outer Space – Near Mars
A small distortion bloomed between Earth and Mars.
No warnings just an anomaly....
No detectable energy spike by conventional standards.
But to instruments sensitive enough…
It was a scream if reality unlike anything sensors had picked up before today.
A spherical object burst out of nothingness, trailing warped spacetime like shredded cloth.
The Saiyan pod stabilized instantly,.....
ancient technology overriding cosmic confusion.
Its trajectory adjusted.
Automatically seeking a life bearing planet.
Earth.
NASA – Jet Propulsion Laboratory
Alarms bared like screaming birds.
Technicians froze not sure if it were a drill again.
A junior analyst stared at his screen, sweat pooling at his temples.
"That's not a comet," he whispered
.
"What is it, what is the object!! ?" someone demanded.
"I... I don't know.
It didn't exist five seconds ago."
The object wasn't broadcasting.
Wasn't emitting visible propulsion signatures either .
Yet it was accelerating towards the planet quickly.
Deliberately.
POV switch
The Pentagon – Deep Observation Wing
General Thaddeus "Thunderbolt" Ross stood rigid before a projection.
"This thing appeared inside the solar system sir ," an officer reported.
"No entry vector. No burn trail."
Ross's jaw tightened.
"is it Alien?"
"Unknown."
Ross slammed his fist onto the table.
"Track it. Scramble everything.
And If it lands—"
He paused.
"I want boots, drones, and a kill option ready."
......
Other Eyes Watching.
S.H.I.E.L.D. (Proto-Phase)
A young analyst named Maria Hill stared at classified feeds.
"This isn't Russian," she said quietly.
"And it's not ours either, get me the director."
A Hidden Sanctum – New York
An ancient man opened one eye.
Space had… twitched.
"That should not be here," the Ancient One murmured.
A Stark Facility
A certain billionaire glanced at a readout and frowned.
"Huh," Tony Stark muttered.
"That's new."
Africa – Edge of the Sahara
The pod screamed through the atmosphere like a falling god.
Heat from re-entry,
failed to breach it the advance saiyan technology.
The desert below trembled.
Then a large crash was heard by no one.
Impact so heavy that it generated a localized earthquake.
Sand turned to glass.
As deep, 30 meter crater bloomed in silence.
Inside the pod, Broko's eyes snapped open.
Systems rebooted and the ship began planetary scans.
While that was happening....
He felt the surroundings and instantly he knew.
The air.
The world.
The absence of familiar ki density.
"This isn't—" He paused.
"…not my universe."
The pod hissed, hot steam leaking into the air .
The hatch opened.
Broko stepped out into the African night.
He was Scarred.
Older around his mid teenage years(16).
And much Stronger.....
but he chose to hide his power for now.
Current Power Level (suppressed):
6,000
He looked up at unfamiliar stars.
And smiled slowly.
"…Interesting."
End of the chapter.