Dragon Ball Roshi

"You..." Gemini's full-powered strike, descending from the heavens, had been effortlessly caught mid-air. His heart filled with shock.

His plan had been simple: crush the annoying adversary into paste with this one strike. In the process, this planet would nearly collapse under the force, and he could leisurely return to his spacecraft and leave.

But reality had shattered his expectations. Not only had the planet survived unscathed, but his opponent hadn't even been scratched! The attack, powerful enough to destroy the planet, had been entirely absorbed by Taro, who didn't dodge, flinch, or falter.

This wasn't evasion or trickery—it was a true and direct block, withstanding the full force of Gemini's attack.

How could this be possible?!

Just moments ago, this opponent could only harass him with evasive tactics—annoying, yes, but hardly threatening. Gemini had assumed that Taro's energy consumption, as the weaker attacker, would far outpace his own, considering Gemini's regenerative immortality.

Yet now, in the blink of an eye, Taro had not only managed to face him head-on but had also neutralized his strongest attack.

As Gemini's expression shifted from shock to frustration, the white energy claw gripping his right palm began to spread. The luminous substance crept along his arm, gradually enveloping the entire right side of his body.

This wasn't flesh or conventional matter but a solidified form of pure ki! The materialized energy extended from the blazing ki flames surrounding the black-haired young man, forming a beast-like claw that now held half of Gemini's body firmly in its grasp.

It was Taro's Nine Tomoe Rinnegan ocular ability, shaping ki into tangible constructs—a colossal ki claw.

White flames burned around Taro as he floated upward, carrying Gemini away from the massive crater that was now flooding with underground water.

"Damn it!!" Gemini roared, thrashing desperately in an attempt to free himself. Yet the enormous claw, though made of energy, was incomparably sturdy. No matter how fiercely he struck or struggled, it didn't budge.

Taro's expression remained cold, watching Gemini's futile resistance.

At that moment, the energy coursing through Taro's body had surged to an astonishing level—five or six times stronger than it had been just a minute ago.

Power gushed from the depths of his being like an endless river, bringing with it a primal euphoria. The sensation of overwhelming strength stirred a dark whisper in the recesses of his soul:

"Look at this immense power. With it, we can do anything! We could conquer planets, rule over countless lives. We are gods! The fate and lives of others lie at your whim! This is what it means to be a true hero, a true great man…"

But Taro's will remained resolute, as though his consciousness had detached itself from his body. Observing the surge of greed and desire within himself with cold detachment, he maintained his inner clarity. His emotions settled as quickly as they had arisen, his spirit returning to a state of tranquility.

To Taro, becoming a slave to power was no different from being a walking corpse.

On the other hand, this sudden surge of strength brought an immediate consequence: the Muken was no longer usable. The explosive increase in energy disrupted the delicate balance required to execute it effectively—a limitation Taro had anticipated.

The foundation of the Muken was precise control over every thread of ki within the body. But with his power suddenly multiplying by six or seven times, Taro couldn't hope to master it fully in such a short time. At least not to the level required to perform the Muken properly.

During his earlier training on high-gravity planets, Taro had always balanced his growth with refining his control. He never allowed himself to be consumed by the pursuit of raw power alone. Instead, he meticulously honed his ki, ensuring it was fully under his command. After all, what use was a massive reserve of power if it rendered the Muken—his most potent technique—ineffective? That would only diminish his overall combat ability.

Even if such an approach would slow down the rate at which his power grew\...

Still—

That only applied to the Muken.

When the Muken became temporarily unusable, Taro still had access to its origin: the ocular techniques of the Nine Tomoe Rinnegan!

Complete control over internal energy—"Yuki"!

The ability to maximize energy utilization—"kaki"!

The manipulation of energy into physical forms—"Niki"!

These abilities were innate to his bloodline, an inherent gift that required no training. Once awakened, they could be used instinctively.

It was like those who possessed the Mangekyou Sharingan. None of them formally studied the technique Susanoo, yet upon unlocking their eyes, they naturally knew how to wield it.

When Taro activated the power of his eyes, it didn't matter whether he had perfect control over his ki reserves at that moment. He could forcibly use Yoki, Haki, and even Niki regardless of his mastery.

In the past, his inability to combine the Kaio-ken with his ocular powers was due to the chaotic nature of the energy Kaio-ken unleashed. Trying to control such violent energy with his eyes risked spiritual backlash, potentially harming him. It was dangerous and ultimately counterproductive.

"Die already!!"

Gemini's face twisted with rage and fear. Unable to break free from the massive ki claw constraining him, he lashed out in desperation. With his free hand, he unleashed wave after wave of colossal energy blasts directly at Taro—at point-blank range.

BOOM! BOOM! BOOM!

The explosions erupted in rapid succession, engulfing the area in smoke and shockwaves.

Yet when the dust settled, Taro remained motionless, untouched. The white ki flames still enveloped his body, and his expression remained as cold and indifferent as ever.

Even the layer of energy surrounding him hadn't been breached.

A surge of despair welled up within Gemini. Life's ups and downs had come too swiftly, leaving him utterly overwhelmed. Helplessness weighed heavily on him like a suffocating shroud.

Taro's gaze sharpened. With a single thought—

A steady flow of mental energy surged into his ripple-patterned, tomoe-etched eyes, activating the ocular powers within. He directed the massive ki claw extending from his aura, tightening its grip on Gemini with relentless force.

"AAAAAAHHHHH!!!"

Gemini screamed in agony, his face turning beet red. The ki claw, which had engulfed half of his body, suddenly clenched tighter—

CRUNCH!

In the next moment, a faintly visible purple mass of mangled flesh and blood could be seen within the glowing white claw.

With the crushing force applied, Gemini's body was violently ejected from Taro's grip. His remaining form flew backward, trembling and drenched in sweat. He stared at Taro with wide, terrified eyes, the arrogance and confidence from before completely erased.

Gemini had been battling Taro for so long that his ability to sense his opponent's aura had sharpened through the intense conflict. Now, he could tell—

Taro still wasn't using his full power!

"Damn you!!" Gemini roared in fury, unleashing a powerful palm strike that sent a deep purple energy wave hurtling toward Taro. Without waiting to see the result, he turned and bolted, his body enveloped in violet energy flames as he streaked toward the location of his ship.

Run! Escape!

"I cannot die! Not yet!"

"I still haven't found a way to kill that bastard Frieza! How can I die here?!"

The hatred and anguish of his annihilated race gnawed at his soul day and night. The memory of kneeling before that demon, offering his heart in a pathetic plea for survival, filled him with boundless sorrow and rage.

I must kill Frieza! I must have my revenge! I cannot fall here!

A violet streak blazed across the sky, and within it, Gemini's half-destroyed body was rapidly regenerating.

Almost there... just a little more...

He could see the impact crater left by his spherical spaceship in the distance. Relief flickered across his face as he accelerated.

"You just wait...!!" he growled through clenched teeth, his eyes bloodshot with desperation. His body was whole again, but his mind was consumed with a single thought: escape.

But then—

Seven white streaks of light shot after him, closing the distance in an instant!

Gemini gritted his teeth and tried to dive toward his ship, but the seven white figures intercepted him in midair. His face twisted in frustration as he recognized them: the Ki clones Taro had used as distractions earlier.

"Out of my way!" he snarled, attempting to force his way through.

One of the ki clones met Gemini head-on, raising its leg in a fluid, powerful motion. The kick tore through the air like a dragon's roar and struck him squarely, sending him spiraling backward.

Gemini tumbled through the air, flipping uncontrollably until he finally steadied himself.

His lower jaw had been obliterated by the impact, leaving a grotesque, jawless face dripping with violet blood.

Particles began to gather at the wound, reconstructing his jaw bit by bit until his face was whole again. But Gemini's expression was anything but calm.

These constructs, which he could easily disperse with a single punch earlier, were now so strong that they could overpower him?

And there were seven of them?!

What... what has that man become? How did he grow this powerful in such a short time?

Gemini's mind was a storm of despair and envy.

If only I had this strength... If only I could evolve like this... If...

A voice, cold and detached, suddenly echoed from behind him:

"So, it's one of those cases where every cell must be obliterated to finish the job, huh?"

Gemini spun around in horror.

Taro stood in midair, his hands cupped at his side, energy surging and spiraling between them. He glanced at the seven ki clones surrounding Gemini, and as if responding to an unspoken command, they moved into position.

Gemini's heart sank as he saw the clones mimicking Taro's stance, their hands glowing with the same energy.

"Mu... ken... Kikoho..."

Blinding light filled the sky, carrying with it the heat and intensity of a miniature sun. The scorching radiance engulfed Gemini, trapping him at its epicenter.

In that final moment, as the overwhelming light consumed him, Gemini thought he saw a vision—a planet, once beautiful and full of life. Its inhabitants, a peaceful race with strange and wondrous abilities, lived in harmony...

Before he could shed a tear, everything evaporated.

When the dust settled, the seven ki clones dissipated, their energy expended in the combined attack.

Taro exhaled sharply, his breath ragged. Exhaustion gripped his entire body, a searing pain burrowing into his muscles and nerves as though countless ants were gnawing at his very essence.

His body began to fall, but a crimson bird appeared out of nowhere, catching him mid-descent.

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Far away, in the Northern Kai's realm, King Kai yawned lazily, having spent another uneventful day dozing.

Suddenly, he remembered—he hadn't checked on Taro in years. Had that guy made any progress with magic?

Standing on his lawn, King Kai adjusted his antennae to locate the magical star where Taro was training.

And then, his jaw dropped wider and wider as he saw the spectacle unfold.

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