DRAGON BALL MASTER: NEXT GENERATION SAGA
Welcome to AGE 804 an alternate future in a cosmic era, our seasoned warriors venture into space, unveiling ancient secrets. Meanwhile, Earth's new protectors- Goten, Bulla, Pan, and Uub-trained in diverse...
Kōjin's grin widened, undeterred by the threat. "Sure, whatever helps you sleep at night, boss."
Ignoring the taunt, Anahlock's focus returned to the monitors. The machines continued their analysis, scanning the vast reaches of space and time to locate the Saiyans. He would find them, no matter where they hid, and when he did, there would be no escape.
Yet, as the machines whirred and the data streamed, a seed of doubt took root in Anahlock's mind. These Saiyans, these warriors who had defied death itself, were proving to be more than mere obstacles. They were becoming a threat-one that he could no longer afford to underestimate.
In the hum of the machines and the soft, mocking laughter of his lieutenants, Anahlock's mind was a storm of calculation and strategy. He had come too far, sacrificed too much, to be thwarted now. The universe would bow before him, and these Saiyans... they would learn the true meaning of fear.
GRAND KAI'S PLANET
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The Grand Kai's planet thrummed with anticipation, the sky a swirling canvas of vibrant hues-deep pink, whites, and golds-reflecting the electrifying energy of the spirits gathered to witness the epic clash. Billions of warriors, spirits from across time and space, filled the ancient arena, their cheers a thunderous roar that reverberated through the very fabric of the cosmos.
In the center of the arena, Goten stood firm, his purple aura blazing like a darkness, casting long, flickering shadows across the ground. His eyes, burning with a fierce determination, locked onto his opponent-Gunna, a grotesque fusion of man and machine. The Neo Machine Mutant towered over Goten, his body a nightmarish amalgam of metal and flesh, his eyes glowing with a cold, malevolent light.
"So, Saiyan," Gunna growled, his voice a deep, resonant rumble that sent shivers through the crowd. "This is where you choose to fall? Do you think these spirits can save you?"
Goten's lips curved into a confident smile, a spark of defiance in his eyes. "I don't need saving, Gunna. I'm not here for protection. I'm here to end this."
Gunna's sneer widened, revealing rows of jagged, metallic teeth. "End this? Fool! I was designed to annihilate your kind, to erase every trace of Saiyan blood from existence. What chance do you have against me?"
Goten's smile never wavered. "You're right-you're not the first to try. But unlike those before you, we were trained by legends. By gods. By those who believed in my father, who believed in us. We're not just Saiyans-we're the future of our race, and we're here to protect our legacy."
For a brief moment, uncertainty flickered in Gunna's eyes, but it was quickly swallowed by arrogance. "Legends and gods?" he mocked, his voice dripping with disdain. "Myths and fairy tales won't save you. In the end, only power matters, and I possess more than you can imagine!"
Goten's aura flared brighter, the golden energy crackling around him like lightning. "Power is nothing without purpose," he said, his voice steady. "And my purpose is clear-to stop you here and now, for everyone who believes in me, and for the legacy of the Saiyans."
