You died from sleep deprivation, working in a 9 to 5 company rarely getting any sleep or days off. You remember only your childhood as your happiest moments in life. Always watching Dragonball, wishing to be a Saiyan. And now that dream is a reality...
(I'll be following the anime for this chapter. Enjoy!) _______________________________________
Author pov
You and Rimuru are currently sparing, only because you insisted and begged to Rimuru. (On to the sparring match!)
Y/n pov
"Come at me! I'm ready!". I yell at Rimuru. Rimuru: "You sure you wanna do this? Cuz all I have to do is eat up your attacks." He says nonchalantly. "True but what if your unable to take most if it?". I retort. Rimuru: "I never thought of that. Well anyway let's begin!" "Now your speaking my language!". I dash straight to Rimuru and send a fury of punches. Rimuru blocks some of them and sends some punches of has own.
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(You are Goku. Rimuru is Metal Cooler)
I send some kicks towards Rimuru's chest.
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(Imagine the kick Goku lands should be in the chest area)
Unfortunately he turned into his slime form. "Hey, that's not fair! I can't do that. *whispers* lucky". Rimuru: "Nothings fair in a fight Y/n." He then holds me in place with his skill: Steel threads. "Nice try! Kaio-ken!". I yell to break the treads. "Let's skip the warm-up!". I start getting serious. Rimuru: "WHAT DO YOU MEAN WARMUP?!!?" He yells. "Hehe." I then have a serious look on my face.
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