Age 732
On Planet Vegeta, a boy was born.
When his power level was first measured, the scouter displayed 10,000—but within seconds, the number abruptly dropped to 2.
That child was Broly.
Broly remained inside a Nursing Capsule for an entire year before being sent away in a space pod. As the pod launched, he saw a female Saiyan standing outside. Somehow, instinctively, Broly recognized her voice.
She was his mother.
Her name was Liora.
Through the pod's speakers, Broly heard her whisper a desperate wish for his survival. In response, the infant spoke calmly, as if it were the most natural thing in the world.
"Don't worry… I'll be safe. I'll come back once the mission is finished."
Liora had been the only one who truly cared for him. While his father, Paragus, wanted Broly removed from the Nursing Capsule early, it was Liora who stopped him and protected her son during that fragile year.
Before departure, she explained everything.
"The planet you're being sent to is called Planet AI. The native life forms don't have much raw power, but they're extremely advanced technologically. They've created Androids with power levels reaching 5,000."
She hesitated before continuing.
"You won't be alone. Two other Saiyans are being sent with you—twin girls, the same age as you, with similar power levels. The journey will take six months."
As the pod entered deep space, Broly slipped into hibernation—but not before checking his Status Panel.
Status Panel
Name: Broly
Age: 1 year
Race: Saiyan
Template: Monkey D. Garp (33.33%)
Power Level: 2
Six Months Later — Planet AI
Three space pods crashed into a dense jungle.
Broly's pod opened first. He stepped out slowly, using the pod for support as he began learning how to walk. Moments later, the other two pods opened, and the sounds of crying filled the crater.
Broly checked his Status Panel again.
Status Panel
Name: Broly
Age: 1 year, 6 months
Race: Saiyan
Template: Monkey D. Garp (49.99%)
Power Level: 2
After ten minutes, Broly carefully walked toward the nearest crater and pulled one of the girls out of her pod.
"Stop crying," he said gently. "I'll arrange food later. First, let's check on your sister."
Hearing his calm voice, the girl stopped crying and held onto his hand. After guiding her to safety, Broly returned and rescued the second girl.
Broly soon found rabbit-like creatures nearby. He hunted them, cooked the meat over fire, and fed the twins. As expected of Saiyans, even children their age already had fully grown teeth.
While they ate, Broly asked their names.
"Kabi."
"Kabae."
One was quiet and observant—the silent type.
The other was energetic and expressive—the playful type.
After the meal, Broly set a single rule.
"You will listen to me in all situations."
Kabi and Kabae agreed without hesitation.
"Rest now," Broly said. "Training starts tomorrow."
Kabae tilted her head. "When do we conquer this planet?"
Broly answered calmly.
"My power level is 3. Yours are 5. The native life forms range from 2 to 500, but their Androids reach 5,000."
Both girls frowned.
"We can't conquer this planet alone," Broly continued. "My plan is to find a scientist, build a new spaceship, and escape. We were sent here to die."
Kabae grew angry. "Why?"
"Because we're weak," Broly replied. "And because we serve Frieza—the enemy of the Saiyan race. He fears us, and soon, he'll destroy our people."
Silence fell.
"We'll train here until we're three years old," Broly said firmly. "Then we'll hide our space pods, find a scientist, and trade them our technology to build a ship. We'll leave before other Saiyans arrive."
"Why not just use our space pods?" Kabae asked.
"Frieza likely installed tracking and listening devices," Broly replied. "We won't use pods or scouters."
Tears welled up in Kabae's eyes. "If we're weak… how will we ever leave?"
Broly placed a hand on her head.
"Don't worry. I'll make sure we do. For now, our goal is training—and I'll train both of you."
Kabi finally spoke. "But you're weaker than us."
Broly smiled.
"You'll understand tomorrow."
The Next Day
Kabi and Kabae stood opposite Broly.
"Push-ups. Squats," Broly said, demonstrating.
Kabae frowned. "What's this? I thought we'd fight."
"We can't afford injuries," Broly replied. "This builds strength safely. You both promised to listen—so follow me."
Broly began counting.
After 100 push-ups, sweat poured down his body. Despite inheriting half of Monkey D. Garp's strength, his body had never been trained. He collapsed after 120. Then came 200 squats, after which he sat down, panting heavily.
Watching him push past his limits, Kabi and Kabae finally understood.
They followed his example.
"Keep your body straight," Broly instructed.
"Kabae, adjust your posture—like Kabi."
"Arms fully extended."
"Inhale on the way down. Exhale on the way up."
They continued until exhaustion.
"Good," Broly said. "Now we rest. Strength grows after recovery. We'll increase the numbers slowly."
Eighteen Months Later
Time passed.
Broly taught them body-weight exercises—pull-ups, burpees, endurance drills. When Kabi and Kabae turned two, their power levels rose from 5 to 60.
He taught them Wing Chun, emphasizing control and precision. He introduced meditation, and later, Ki Sense, but only after he himself mastered it.
"Injuries slow growth," he warned them constantly.
By the time Broly turned three, his Monkey D. Garp Template fully unlocked.
He gained access to:
Rokushiki
Observation Haki
Armament Haki
Conqueror's Haki
Garp's full combat experience
As a mutant Saiyan, Broly's power level finally broke its limit, rising from 2 to 192, while his physique surpassed 100+.
Broly was aware of what he was meant to become. He knew that he was supposed to be a Legendary Super Saiyan, a Mutant Saiyan feared for uncontrollable power and violent emotional outbursts. However, things were different for him.
Because he had been reincarnated as Broly and retained memories from his previous life, his soul might have been far stronger and more stable than the original Broly's. That could explain why he did not suffer from the same uncontrollable rage or mood swings. Another possibility was the influence of the mysterious System, which might have been stabilizing his mind and suppressing the instability usually associated with Legendary Super Saiyans.
Now, after three years, his power level had finally begun increasing in the way it was originally meant to. Instead of remaining locked or fluctuating wildly, his growth had become steady, controlled, and far more efficient—something that should have been impossible for someone like him.
Kabi reached 160.
Kabae reached 155.
And their real journey was only beginning.