Dragon Ball Semi-Saiyan (revised)

Chapter 1: Airil's Journey Begins

"Are you Kami?" Airil boldly asks the Namekian standing before him. The Namekian's appearance immediately catches Airil's attention - a humanoid figure with pale blue skin adorned with dark blue bulges on his shoulders and forearms. Two antennae above his eyes and pointy ears further differentiate him from a human. Dressed in a white cape and grey robes, the Namekian emits an aura of wisdom and power.

The Namekian gazes silently at Airil before finally responding in a monotone voice, "What would a human want with Kami?" He then begins to walk towards a small structure in the middle of the lookout, urging Airil to follow. As Airil takes in his surroundings, he is struck by the immense size of the lookout and the contrasting smallness of the solitary building that it houses.

Determined and filled with purpose, Airil speaks up, trailing behind the Namekian, "I've come to ask Kami to train me." But before he finishes his sentence, the Namekian abruptly swings, landing a solid hit on Airil, knocking him down. Surprised and caught off guard, Airil protests, "Hey!"

"Do you think Kami will just train anyone? You have to prove to me that you are worth his time," the Namekian declares with an air of challenge.

Shaking off the surprise attack, Airil swiftly rises, ready to fight. Adopting a defensive stance, he watches as the Namekian also assumes a fighting posture. After a brief moment, Airil launches himself towards the Namekian, his speed surprising his opponent. He lands a series of punches on the Namekian's face and body, displaying his dedication and raw power. Demonstrating his command of flight, Airil sends the Namekian soaring skyward before following him, forcefully slamming him back down onto the lookout's ground, causing a visible crack to form.

As Airil descends back to the lookout with resolute determination, the Namekian slowly gets up. Exerting his Ki, the Namekian unleashes a barrage of Ki blasts towards Airil, most of which find their mark, sending him reeling. Gathering his inner strength, Airil amplifies his power and retaliates with his own Ki blasts, successfully landing strikes on the Namekian. As the dust settles, the Namekian remains standing, one of his arms bleeding profusely. "Heh, you're not half bad," he acknowledges with heavy breaths. "What's your name, Human?"

Undeterred and ever vigilant, Airil maintains his guard, responding, "My name is Airil, and I've come to train with Kami."

Curiosity piqued, the Namekian closes his other hand, placing his pointer and middle finger on his forehead, sparks of energy emanating from them. "Why?" he asks, his tone laced with intrigue.

With unwavering resolve, Airil powers up, gathering his energy, and begins charging a formidable Kamehameha Wave. The two warriors stand poised, their auras intensifying, causing the lookout to creak and crack under the immense pressure. Clouds disperse directly above them, revealing a clear sky, as if attuned to the intense energy being summoned.

"Haaa!"

"Makankosappo!"

Airil and the Namekian shout as one, unleashing their respective attacks. Airil's beam, a shimmering blue surge of energy, clashes against the Namekian's slender yellow beam, creating a shockwave that rocks the lookout's foundation. The yellow beam, slightly smaller than the blue one, exerts its dominance, pushing back and distorting the determined surge of blue energy. Eventually, the yellow beam pierces through, striking Airil in the chest with tremendous force, sending him crashing to the ground. The unstoppable yellow beam continues its journey, striking a distant mountain, causing it to erupt in a violent explosion.

Airil swiftly stands up, brushing off the dust, determination burning in his eyes. "Alright, I'm ready to get serious," he declares, once again assuming a fighting stance.

The Namekian remains motionless, contemplating Airil's indomitable spirit. Finally, he speaks with a hint of admiration, "You are persistent. I think you would make a good apprentice."

Grateful for the recognition, Airil lowers his arms, expressing his gratitude. "Thank you."With a warm smile, the Namekian resumes his forward motion. "Come, allow me to take you to him."

Curiosity piqued, Airil voices his long-held suspicion, "You're Kami, aren't you?" Yet, the Namekian does not halt his progress, merely offering a nod. "Come, so we may begin our training," he invites, urging Airil to follow.

Excitement coursing through his veins, Airil eagerly accepts the invitation, venturing forth alongside Kami, ready to embark on a journey that promises growth, mastery, and unlocking the true potential lying dormant within him.