Shortly after being sent off by that damn geezer...Well, excuse my language but that's how I will refer to that old geezer from now since right after I was sent off by him I got a weird notification that goes as followed:´

++Congratulations on your rebirth and thank you for accepting your reincarnation and partaking in our rebirth experiment! We wish you luck and best regards. This is an automated message and does not react to you.++

´I was so mad after I read that. That damn geezer actually lied to me! He freaking lied!! All get to be reborn my ass!! And he even dared to just blatantly go on with it without my consent. Sure I did ask if I get reborn but I sure as hell did not agree to be reborn like this. At least give me another race!´

Eric complained in his mind and meanwhile the whole time one could hear the loud crying of a baby. He was born right at that moment when he vanished from the white room.

It wasn't a really pleasant feeling to say the least. He felt instant pain when feeling the cold air around him as if he was tossed from a warm blanket into a cold ice bath. He was pretty sensitive and never imagined it would feel like that. Most people in other novels described the birth mostly painless or completely ignored the details but here is the ruthless truth.

He didn't like pain at all. But thinking about the World he is in now that could be a problem in itself. To survive he would not only need to get accustomed to the thought of being in the World of Dragon Ball, which means that everywhere death could wait for someone, but he also needs to become stronger for later. And that all as a Human! This race was cannon fodder here!

He could probably only hope that he is faaar away from the timelines of cell and buu or else he could say goodbye to this life. Well, he would revive if the canon story still acts but hell, since he is in this world its basically a new timeline where everything could happen differently because he doesn't belong to this world. And that makes him scared.

Maybe because of him, there is no Krillin or Yamcha or whatever other significant human z fighter.

Anyways, here he is. A newborn babe without any power. He couldn't even open his eyes yet and frankly, he probably doesn't want to since his experience with the air was already nasty. How would the light be?

Still, after some minutes he stopped complaining which made him stop crying and opened his eyes. His blue eyes gazed at his mother. She held him in her bosom and smiled all the while humming to him to calm him down.

He knew what she did but for the love of god, he couldn't see anything. It was all a big blurry mess. So he decided to close his eyes again and try to sleep since he actually is pretty tired.

"What's his name gonna be, madam?", someone asked from some meters away. It seemed to be the doctor or nurse being in charge of writing down newborn names.

´My name huh. Now I am interested what that's gonna be.´, Eric thought sarcastically. He liked his own name to be sure but

"We will call him Darc.", said a soft and exhausted voice. It was his mother's voice.

´Well, I guess from now on I am Darc. Is it written Dark or Dars or Darc I wonder? It does sound like Dars. Well, I will see that later. Don't really have anything against that name. In this world, all names are kinda some mix-ups. Like underwear for Bulma´s family? That is if people have family names here. Some seem to have but others don't. Very inconsistent universe I guess.´

"A good name, miss", another person agreed on the choice. "He will become a splendid young man."

"HA HA! My boy! Let me see him."

It was his father that talked the last and tried to grab him which he instantly denied with crying out loud.

"..." His father remained frozen at that reaction and a sweet chuckle was heard.

"Seems like he doesn't want to leave me. Such a good little boy. Mommy is best, right?"

"Kibini, don't you also be like that. I am hurt...", reacted the rough voice.

"I know, Truff. But you can clearly see he cries out when you try to touch him...I am really sorry but I need to stand by his side on this matter."

"..." Truff looked rejected and went to a chair to sit on it and sulk. His own son didn't like him. What was this?

´Sorry but I do not like being moved around. I still feel some pain.´

The medic team couldn't hold back a little bit of its laughter and encouraged Truff that everything will be okay when Darc becomes older. He got all the time in the world to get his favor.

They gave some advice to Kibini that she should rest for now and if anything was amiss she should call them. Afterward, they left the room.

"He has beautiful blue eyes like you, honey", Kibini said to Truff who was sulking. She kinda got guilty and should at least tell him what she saw when Darc opened his eyes for some time.

Truff immediately got better and rubbed his cheek while looking to her

"Is that so? Then let's hope he has your raven black hair and not my green hair."

Both chatted and laughed about various stuff until Truff left and Kibini slowly fell asleep because of exhaustion.

Meanwhile, in the baby crib, Darc was wracking his brain about various stuff he needs to do and how he should start.

One thing was for certain. He needs to train martial arts to survive. He should start as soon as possible but that will probably take at least 3 years before he can do anything with this body of his.

He also needs to find out which year it is right now to know what events happen when. Best would be to know how old Goku or Bulma is. With that, he could calculate all the other stuff easily.

He may not look like it but he was an immense fan of Dragon Ball when he was younger back in the days...Hell, he is 0 years old right now. Come to think of it he should also think about his age. As a human, he has limited time to get stronger before getting old.

Well, he will wrack his brain about that some other time. First comes first.

he needs to overcome the time until he can walk and speak properly.

....

That's gonna be a loooong time. He hates that old geezer now even more. He really let him be born completely new as a baby. That's so much wasted time lying around, burping and shitting his diaper.....Yes, if he ever meets that geezer again he will strangle him.