*Chapter 1: The Void and the Seed
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Darkness. Cold. Endless.
He should have felt fear. But instead... he felt clarity.
He floated in a place without time, without matter—without meaning. A pure void. Yet his mind was awake. Every memory—every moment of his Earthly life—remained crystal clear.
> "So this is death…" he muttered, or maybe just thought. "I was supposed to go to the afterlife. King Yemma. Snake Way. Goku... right?"
No response. Just endless black.
Then, something shifted. Like a ripple in waterless space.
A figure emerged—tall, robed in flowing fabric that shimmered like stardust. No face. Just a flickering mask of gears and shifting light. Its presence bent the void around it like gravity.
> "You are not supposed to be here," it said. The voice echoed in every direction at once—male and female, mechanical and ancient.
> "Rod…" the man said, surprised at how he knew the name. "You're... real?"
> "Only where I must be."
The figure extended a hand. Floating above its palm was a seed—but not one of flesh or earth. It pulsed with radiant energy, constantly changing color, its core a prism of stars. It burned, not with heat, but potential.
> "You are a being from beyond this world, and yet you remember it. Your memories are intact. You are... unique."
> "I watched Goku fight Jiren like it was church," he said softly. "Never thought I'd end up in their world."
Rod tilted its head.
> "This world is not as you knew it. Gods have fallen. Timelines bleed. The fabric of the multiverse unravels. Zeno sleeps. The Time Patrol is lost."
> "Why are you telling me this?"
Rod moved closer. The void itself seemed to recoil from its presence.
> "Because I need a weapon. A will. A new Force."
The seed pulsed. The man felt it call to him—like it knew him.
> "Take this," Rod said. "And begin your metamorphosis. Become the first mortal to rise beyond godhood—not as a warrior... but as a Force."
He hesitated. "What happens if I take it?"
> "You will awaken in Universe 7. A body not born, but forged. Power you must earn. And knowledge... that will shatter you."
He took a deep breath—whatever that meant in a place without lungs.
> "Then let's shatter the world."
He reached out.
The moment his fingers touched the Seed of Ætherion—it imploded into his chest, searing every cell, memory, and emotion. He screamed. Light tore through the Void. Rod watched, unmoving, as the man's soul ignited.
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Somewhere far away...
In a broken corner of Universe 7, beneath a red sky and ruined moons, a crater smoldered. A body lay inside—new, reborn, forged by the Void. Eyes snapped open, glowing with a strange light. The ground cracked beneath his breath.
> "I'm back," he whispered.
> "But I'm not the same."
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[TO BE CONTINUED...]
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First time writing