It began as a distortion.
Not loud.
Not explosive.
Just a clean rip in the upper atmosphere above Earth's forest.
Dura felt it instantly.
Six energy signatures.
Disciplined. Controlled. Trained.
Not wild like Frieza's soldiers.
Not chaotic like Hydra mutants.
Structured.
Military.
Mia froze mid-step outside the forest home.
Her breath hitched.
"They found me…"
Dura's aura flickered once, low, contained, but lethal.
From the Lookout, Kami's eyes opened.
From the mountains, Goku grinned.
"Ohhh, strong guys!"
Patrol Descent
A sleek silver-blue cruiser descended silently, cloaking disengaging only when it touched down in the clearing.
Six Galactic Patrol elites stepped out.
Power levels flared briefly:
Patrol Captain: 4.8 million
Lieutenant: 4.2 million
Four Operatives: 3.5 to 4 million
Disciplined stances.
Energy regulated perfectly.
Dura stepped forward.
His base power: 12 million
Currently suppressed to: 2 million
Mia moved beside him, tail swaying anxiously.
The captain removed her visor.
"Officer Mia Tango. You are officially declared AWOL."
Her tone was controlled but tight.
"Return with us immediately for questioning and sentencing ."
Mia swallowed.
Dura's eyes narrowed slightly.
"Nah she's my woman and She stays."
The situation immediately became tense, then without warning...
The Patrol moved fast.
Not hostile but decisive.
Energy binding constructs shot forward as pure light-based restraint tech designed to capture high-tier beings.
Dura allowed the first band to wrap around his arm.
He tested it.
Dense.
Ki-calibrated.
Interesting.
Goku dropped into the clearing, laughing.
"Whoa! Space cops?!"
Krillin and Tien soon followed, landing behind him.
Yamcha shortly after.
The Z Fighters assessed instantly.
Krillin whispered:
"They're strong…"
They didn't waste time talking as the lieutenant dashed toward Mia but
Goku quickly intercepted.
CRACK!
Their fists collided.
Shockwave blasted the trees flat.
Goku grinned wide.
"You're good!"
Meanwhile, Dura's aura surged slightly.
Suppressed power rising: 2 million → 4 million
The restraints shattered instantly.
The Patrol captain widened her eyes.
"His control is crude but his density…"
Dura vanished.
Reappeared behind two operatives.
Palm strikes.
Precise.
Non-lethal.
They crashed into the dirt, stunned.
Tien joined the fight, using multi-form technique to distract two others.
Krillin fired controlled Destructo Disc's not to cut but to force spacing.
The Patrol squad was elite but they were not killers.
They were here for retrieval.
And Dura was not here to slaughter.
Mid-air clash.
Rapid exchanges.
Goku suppressed but excited.
Captain Tango met him evenly.
"You're another Saiyan?"
...
"Yep! Raised here on earth!"
She frowned.
"That explains your lack of imperial aggression."
Goku blinked.
"Huh?"
Capitalizing on Goku's confusion
The lieutenant attempted a gravity compression field around Mia.
That's when moved.
Aura flared briefly to 6 million.
A single burst of ki pressure flattened the entire Patrol squad to the ground.
Not injured.
Pinned.
Controlled.
The earth cracked beneath them.
Dura stood over them.
Eyes calm.
Not enraged.
"You will leave."
The captain coughed, staring up at him.
"You don't understand what she is."
Silence fell.
The captain forced herself upright.
"Mia Tango is not simply Galactic Patrol."
She looked at Dura.
"She is Pheramonite royalty."
The forest went still.
Mia's face drained of color.
The captain continued.
"Upper-class empathic species. South Galaxy sovereign system."
Krillin blinked.
"Empathic?"
The captain nodded.
"Pheramonites possess perfect ki regulation from birth. Emotional energy translation. Advanced resonance bonding."
Her gaze hardened.
"They are married strategically to stabilize political alliances."
Dura's eyes shifted slowly to Mia.
She looked away.
After their defeat,
The Patrol squad was released.
Dura stepped back but remained alert.
Mia stepped forward.
Voice trembling but firm.
"I ran away."
The captain didn't interrupt.
Mia continued.
"I was arranged to marry into the royal tri-system alliance to strengthen royal ties ."
She clenched her fists.
"For diplomacy and For empire stability."
Her voice cracked slightly.
"I didn't want to be an asset or someone's trophy ."
Silence.
"so I joined the Patrol to escape."
She looked at Dura.
"Then I met you on Rakkasha ."
The captain's voice was cold.
"Your absence destabilized negotiations Mia ."
Mia's aura flickered faintly controlled but emotional.
"I don't belong to them.. ."
Dura stepped beside her.
His voice was calm but absolute.
"She belongs where she is happy and that's with her new family ."
The captain studied Dura carefully.
Measured him.
Calculated.
Then slowly stood.
"We cannot defeat you here without escalation."
A pause.
"The Council will respond differently next time."
Dura nodded once.
"Tell them I will not yield."
The Patrol squad retreated to their cruiser.
Before boarding, the captain looked at Mia.
"You chose a Saiyan over the empire, I'm disappointed.... ."
Mia met her gaze steadily.
"I chose my life and my life is important to me and those that I love.. ."
The ship lifted.
Warped.
Gone.
Goku stretched his arms.
"Man! That was fun!"
Krillin sighed in relief.
"Fun for you bro …"
Tien studied Dura quietly.
Yamcha muttered:
"Space royalty… that's new."
Piccolo, miles away, remained meditating—aware but uninterested.
Kami watched silently.
Inside the House at Night.
Miru lay in his crib.
Eyes open.
Watching the ceiling.
No crying.
No fussing.
His tiny tail twitched.
Then..
A small glow formed above his palm.
A tiny orb of ki.
Perfectly round.
Stable.
Soft green mixed with pale blue.
No wild fluctuation.
No explosive surge.
He rotated it slowly.
Instinctively controlling its density.
Then—
The orb dissolved gently.
No crack.
No burst.
Just disappearance.
Miru blinked then giggled like baby finding something entertaining...
Outside the window,
Dura paused mid-step.
He felt it.
Controlled.
Not chaotic.
Mia stepped beside him.
Soft smile.
"He's different from us."
Dura nodded slowly.
Yes.
He was.
Not just Legendary blood.
Not just Pheramonite precision.
Something new.
Something balanced.
Three days after the Galactic Patrol departed, Goku returned alone.
No grin this time.
No casual bounce in his step.
He landed in the forest clearing with quiet focus.
Dura stood waiting.
He already knew.
Goku spoke first.
"That thing you almost let slip… during our spar."
"That golden feeling."
"I wanna see it."
Mia watched from the porch, Miru asleep inside.
Dura studied Goku carefully.
This wasn't idle curiosity anymore.
This was hunger.
Not for conquest.
For growth.
They stood far from the house this time—deep in an isolated mountain valley.
Dura exhaled slowly.
"You are not ready to sustain it."
Goku smirked.
"Then show me what I gotta aim for."
Dura closed his eyes.
His power level rose.
Base: 12,000,000
Then he compressed it.
Not outward explosion.
Inward density.
The air grew heavy.
Rocks began to vibrate.
Birds fled the area.
A low hum filled the valley.
Then
A flicker of gold.
His hair didn't fully change.
But his aura shifted.
Golden-green lightning crackled along his shoulders.
The ground shattered beneath his feet.
Power level spike: 12,000,000 → 4,200,000,000 (brief flare)
Goku's pupils shrank.
His body trembled instinctively.
The pressure wasn't hostile.
But it was absolute.
Dura opened one eye.
Golden iris burning faintly.
"This is a fraction."
Then he powered down instantly.
Silence returned.
Goku stood frozen.
Breathing hard.
Not from damage.
From awe.
"…That's amazing."
"Teach me."
Dura nodded once.
"Then you will suffer."
Goku grinned.
"Heh. Sounds good."
Five-Year Time Skip
The world changed.
Slowly.
Naturally.
But significantly.
Under Dura's brutal sparring and Kami's spiritual oversight:
Goku mastered deeper ki compression.
Learned emotional control instead of emotional explosion.
Trained his tail reflexively instead of ignoring it.
Increased base power to approximately 2.8 million by age 20.
He never reached Super Saiyan.
But he felt its outline.
Like standing at the edge of a cliff, sensing the drop.
Dura did not abandon his own training.
His base power grew steadily:
12 million → 24 million
He refined controlled Legendary state duration.
From hours…
To half a day.
Mia maintained her strength at 9 million, focusing instead on Miru's development.
And Miru…
Miru was different.
Flashback — Miru's Training (Age 3–5)
The forest clearing.
Miru, age four.
Teal skin glowing softly in sunlight.
Small but muscular frame.
Tail wrapped tightly around his waist like a belt.
Dura stood before him.
"Again."
Miru clenched his tiny fists.
A small green orb formed in his palm.
Perfect sphere.
Stable.
Dura flicked a pebble at it.
The orb shifted instantly, absorbing the impact without exploding.
Mia clapped softly.
"Excellent control."
Miru beamed proudly.
Power level at age 5:
Base: 420,000
Already surpassing most adult humans.
But what shocked Dura most,
Miru's aura never raged.
When Dura entered controlled Legendary,
Miru's ki adapted.
The boy wasn't inheriting the curse.
He was instinctively stabilizing it but only difference was that he didn't have legendary super saiyan just it's potential and raw power once he mastered it in the future..
Five years after that first golden glimpse—
Goku burst into the forest house without knocking.
"DURA! I'M GETTING MARRIED!"
Mia nearly dropped a plate.
Miru blinked from the table confused but sensing Goku's happy emotions he also smiled unconsciously..
Dura looked up slowly.
"Married? . Like married married? ."
Goku nodded excitedly.
"Yeah! And Chi-Chi's pregnant too!"
Mia gasped softly, her hands on her cheeks.
"Oh my…"
Goku scratched his head.
"You gotta come! All of you!"
Dura looked at Mia.
She smiled warmly.
"We should."
Miru tugged on Dura's sleeve.
"Can I meet more fighters?"
Dura smirked faintly.
"Yes."
Mountains decorated.
Food everywhere.
Laughter.
Earth's simplicity contrasted sharply with galactic politics and Saiyan extinction.
Dura stood tall but restrained.
Mia wore elegant flowing garments, teal skin glowing in the sunlight.
Miru clung to her side curiously.
Goku ran over excitedly.
"Everyone! This is Dura!, Mia! And Miru!, their new to earth and have been living near Mount pauzu for some years now".
Bulma
She walked up first.
Blue hair swaying.
Sharp eyes analyzing instantly.
"Another Saiyan? Great. As long as you don't blow up the planet."
Dura replied with a playful smile :
"No current plans of world domination."
Bulma blinked.
Then laughed playfully .
"I like him."
Master Roshi
He squinted at Dura.
Then at Mia.
Then at Mia again.
Nose bleeding slightly.
Krillin smacked him.
"Behave master !"
Roshi coughed.
"Strong energy… very strong…"
He looked at Miru.
"The boy's even more controlled than his father."
Dura respected him immediately.
Old and perverted but perceptive.
Krillin bowed slightly.
"Heard you helped my friend Goku train and get stronger "
Dura nodded.
Yamcha sized him up nervously.
"So… you're not evil like that one raditz guy?"
Miru answered childishly .
"Nope my dad is one of the good guys ."
Yamcha blinked.
"…Cool as long as you don't blow up the planet by mistake, I'm good."
Tien
Tien approached seriously.
Third eye focused.
"Your ki is refined yet Dangerous like a growing storm."
Dura nodded respectfully.
"As is yours ."
Mutual understanding grew between them,tien sensing that Dura may have killed before...
Later, Dura stood alone at the edge of the celebration.
Watching.
Laughing humans.
His half Saiyan child playing with Goku.
Mia talking warmly with Bulma and Chi-Chi.
This was Earth.
It was fragile.
But alive.
Goku walked up beside him.
"Pretty great, huh?"
Dura glanced sideways.
"yeah it's not bad, very peaceful compared to the rest of the universe.. ... I see why You protect this."
Goku smiled softly.
"Yeah."
Dura looked back at the crowd.
"Then I will help you, especially now that I have friends and family."
Goku grinned.
"Heh. Good, I'll need a sparring partnerto get stronger anyway hahahaha.. "