《Breaking Limits: A DBZ Fan-fic》Chapter 27
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Sarada was very happy with herself as she observed the small fireball she had managed to create. She worked hard to finally achieve her goal. She had successfully converted her ki into elemental energy. It took her one full month of none stop training and brainstorming to achieve the tiny fireball she had in her palm. But that was ok. That would change. She added more ki to the ball and watched it grow in size. She was feeling the heat and she smiled. It was actually fire. She held a fireball in her palm. She continued to add ki to the flame and was soon holding it over her head as it grew in size. She was smiling the entire time. Success.
"I need to play with this"
When she said that a clone of herself split off from her. Her clone was the mirror image and was smiling just as bright as her. No words were said as the clone made a distance between them.
"Ready? "Sarada asked as she began to climb into the air. She planned on seeing what kind of destruction she could cause with the ball of flames above her palm.
"Ready" her clone replied as she held a fireball of similar size above her head.
That was all Sarada needed to know as she soon released the ball. It was sent flying at incredible speeds. Her clone had done the same and the flaming spheres were heading straight for each other. Sarada could not wait to see what would happen.
There was the sound of a loud explosion when they made contact. Heat flared across the space as a bright light erupted from the collision. Sarada watched with childish glee. She could feel the heat on her skin. It was hot. The fact that she was standing a very long distance away from the commotion made it impressive.
"Success " she and her clone said at the same time.
"Thanks for the help" she thanked her clone as she dispelled her. Sarada then returned to the ground and looked at her palm. That was fire. She wanted to see if she could create the other elements.
"Time to get to work.
Sarada proceeded to train and experiment for six hours straight. She had eaten a senzu just before training and was sure she wouldn't be hungry for some time. Maybe not a full ten days but it would last. The six hours was more than enough for her to create the other elements. She ended up hurting herself a couple of times. Lightning almost numbed her arms. Earth almost turned her to stone and air almost suffocated her. But she lived and she was very happy. She created five elements. Lighting. Water. Earth. Wind. Fire. She would continue to work on her new ability until she gathered more elements, such as ice, lava and the likes.
She would have to move on from that for some time. She was already six months into her training. For the first few months she had been practicing the basics. She worked on creating her own ki attacks. She trained with her cloud armor and weapon. The interesting and very efficient thing was that she could create clothes out of the nimbus clouds she could create. They would look like normal clothes but be very light and obviously very soft. When she's attacked the cloud acts like a cushion and potects her. And her weapon could be anything she chose. Be it a classic sword. An elegant staff. A sophisticated bow and arrow or a barbaric axe. It was very efficient and she would incorporate it into her fighting style. She should use it more often.
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She had succeed in going giant ape. She had full control of herself. Her mind was tame, despite the primate urges. She could talk and do anything she normally could. While in the ape form she wondered if she could do what Kakarot had done in GT. Of course she could not go super saiyan, but maybe she could keep her primal power,while she retained her humanoid appearance. That way she would keep the super strength and speed of a Great Ape, plus the increased power level. Great ape has a multiplier of ten. It would be better than being a very noticeable target.
That was something she worked on erveryday.
Another thing she focused on was her spirit control. She knew how to use it, but she wasn't a master at it. Her control of it wasn't even in her character sheet. If she gained at least C rank level of control and understanding it would appear. She could easily use instant transmision. She could easily create clones. What she could not do was use the healing technique. That was proof of her low control of the advance form of ki. Learning more control meant that ability would be within her reach. Everything would be stronger if she increased her control over spirit energy.
There was a lot to do
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Sarada sighed as she soaked in her tub. Month seven. It's lonely in the chamber. She could see how others would go insane. It's not the best place for a weak-willed person to spend alone. Luckily she was no such person. And technically she wasn't alone. She had her system and she could relax and watch some anime online if she felt like it.
"Interface, please pull up my character sheet"
The system in her head buzzed and her information popped up in front of her.
Name: Sarada
Bloodline: Saiyan (Yardratian)
Age: 15 (14)
Body state : Healthy
Mind state: Calm
Innate abilities/ Talents :
Magic, Spirit control,?,?,? (Requirements need to be met)
S-cells: ? (Requirements need to be met)
Ki control: Ranked S
Magic control : Ranked S
Spirit control : Ranked B
Ki/ Power level: 25.000 + (35.000)
Magic : 26.000
Skills: Nimbus creation. Nimbus armor. Nimbus weapon. Magic materialization. Magic rejection.
Unique skills:Bloodline transfusion.Elemental Attacks.? (Requirements need to be met)
Sarada was very happy with what she saw. Apparently the requirements that needed to be met for her Elemental abilities was hard none stop training and learning how to convert ki. She was expecting something more serious.
"Interface grant me access to 25.000 out of the 35 " Sarada said as she stared at her character sheet. She would prever the number she had access to be higher than the stored away power.
[As you wish]
Sarada could actually feel herself get stronger as the numbers on her character sheet changed. She now had 50.000 to her disposal. That was how she liked it. She was getting closer and closer to the one million.
"It feels good being this overpowered " she joked to herself as she stared up at the ceiling. At the moment she was stronger than everybody up until Frieza. She's still nothing compared to him. In his first and weakest form he is at a ridiculous 530.000. Why were the bad guys always so ridiculously strong?
Sarada started to recall every overpowered bad guy she would run into. The only ones she she paid close attention to were the villains of the main arcs of dragon ball Z except for Raditz and Vegeta. She was already past them. There was Frieza. Sarada had to give it to the guy. He was persistent. He was the main reoccurring vilain in the series. And he actually came back stronger each time. It would be beneficial to have him as an ally but that would never happen. First of all Frieza will never change. And second, Sarada despised him. He destroyed an entire race out of fear. He killed her father. He had no remorse and would gleefully murder children. Sarada Could never forgive that and for that reason she would make sure Frieza suffered.
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Sarada moved on to the androids. A lot of opportunities could be found there. Gero could be made a good guy. He was only human and had not yet completely fallen off the deep end. If he did not want to turn to the light Sarada could easily handle him and prevent a lot of trouble. Then again, if she did that there would be no 16, 17 and 18. They were valuable allies that she respected very deeply. Another part in her wanted her to prevent their creation. They were human before Gero decided to be an evil bastard.
And then there was Cell. Sarada had to admit she liked that guy. She really did. She didn't know why, but she actually liked Cell. She wouldn't mind having him still become a reality. The only problem would be keeping her cells away from him.If he got her cells there was no telling what the hell he could do. She didn't even know what she could do. Cell would be on another level of overpowered. But he would make a fantastic ally. Maybe he could be turned. He possessed the cells of the earth's heroes. Most were good guys. Maybe he could be convinced to go against everything he was created to do.
And lastly Buu. Now Buu. What in the world is Buu? Sarada remembered king Cold warning Frieza to stay away from Majin Buu. There were two people Frieza was warned not to go against. The first was Beerus. The second was Majin Buu. The fact that Buu scared the hell out of the frost demon race really meant something.
Though Shin says that Bibidi made him, in truth Buu actually has existed since time immemorial. He cycled between rampages and long hibernation. During numerous iterations of this cycle, he absorbed the evil elements of mankind, becoming steadily more violent. The evil wizard Bibidi merely knew the means of calling Buu from out of his long slumber.
So while she did know something about him she still knew nothing. How the hell did he even come to existence in the first place? She Understood how he became the evil child she knew but where in the world did he even come from? Was he possibly normal in his first years of life? Was a good? Could he have been good?
Buu was one of the biggest dragon ball mysteries to her. When the time came she would make sure to be stronger than him. She would find a way to seal or immobilize him and then proceed to happily experiment on the creature. The fantastic things she could discover. It brougt a smile to her face.
Sarada went back to Gero. She would let him be. She would find a way to keep him off her or maybe she wouldn't. She didn't think about it too much. Not yet. The reason she wanted him to go down the same path was so that sixteen, seventeen and eighteen could exist. But next to that she was thinking of android twenty one. She was one of Sarada's scientific interest. Android twenty one was in all honesty her favorite. Well, her good side. She liked her motherly nature and her high intelligence. She also found it interesting that she said was only around ten years old.
Twenty one was the mix of every Z-fighter, plus Frieza, Cell and Majin Buu. The original Majin Buu. She was powerful. Impressively powerful. She would make one of the greatest allies, as a fighter and scientist.
Due to her biology, Android 21 has a natural, compulsive instinct to feed, which grew out of control due to cells in her body going berserk. Like Majin Buu, she prefers sweets and confectioneries, her favorite being macarons. However, she has no control over her hunger and constantly fights to keep herself from turning others into treats and devouring them.
If twenty one does come to be Sarada would work on getting that under control. It was because of her insatiable hunger that she manifested a dark side.
Her hunger is so great and painful that it has led to Android 21's psyche being damaged and manifesting a split personality. The longer she goes without feeding, the more the evil side of her gains control. Her true persona is that of a caring mother. When she gets hungry she is ruthless. When her evil persona is in control, she becomes a sadistic and power-hungry sociopath, wanting to "devour" all the powerful fighters, drawing to the point of near insanity.
So, she needed to get rid of her personality disorder. With that out of the way she would gain a powerful ally.
That is if the video game characters exist in her timeline.
"Alright, enough of that. Time for more training " she hopped out of her bathtub and manifested clothing in the form of her gi. She had five more months of training. She would work hard. She liked how she could do anything in the chamber. It helped her grow a lot.
"I should bring Bulma here, she would love it" she muttered to herself during stretches. She was missing the girl in just one day. It got worse as the days in the chamber went on. She never thought she would miss her so much. She must have grown attached. She sighed. Just six more months in total and she would have her fight loving scientist back, with a few changes of course.
She felt kinda bad about the fact that she didn't miss her brother as much Bulma. It's not that she didn't miss him. She did. She missed the idiot. She missed him very much. She missed his goofy attitude. His interest in everything she creates. She misses how he would grumble when she asked him to be her lab rat, but he would do it anyway. She misses how he would always challenge her to a fight. How he would shout about beating her. How he would ask her about his father and brother. She missed the adorable guy. He was her baby brother and she loved him. She would die for him. She wanted nothing but to see him grow stronger.
But she found herself missing the scientist more.
She didn't know why.
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