Nightmare Mode (Dragon Ball Z Gamer SI)

Doom (86.2)

Game

Thoughts

"Talking"

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Where the hell... am I?

Gray groaned as he pried his eyes open, his head throbbing. His body felt exhausted from using so much energy in the blast, and his eyes were burning from staring into the bright light that came from the beams colliding.

I felt I moved, even if I couldn't see.

Not much time had passed, as just seconds ago, Gray had been shoving all of his strength into his Kokuyo. He'd been forced to squeeze his eyes shut as a massive light formed from the collision, and he was about to go with his backup plan of the two Dragon Balls he'd purchased, but he hadn't gotten the chance. He felt his body move, and as he blinked rapidly, taking in the sight in front of him, he was certainly right.

"That's... not supposed to be there," Gray said dryly, his eyes slightly wide as he stared at the Hero Association Headquarters.

I watched it get destroyed. Hell, the windows shattered right when the fight began.

But, as Gray stared up at the towering building, it didn't look destroyed in the slightest. The windows were intact, the walls were fine, and it was as if multiple bodies had never been thrown through it. In fact, as Gray glanced around, the entire planet around him looked fine. The flowing lava, massive craters, and debris flung all over were gone. Instead, the surface of Harro looked normal. It looked peaceful.

"Oh, hey. You did this?" Gray blinked, glancing to the side as Saitama was casually standing there, the bald man giving him an awkward thumbs-up, "Good job. I couldn't breathe in space, so I thought I was going to die. Close one, haha."

You could act a bit more concerned about almost dying, y'know?!

"Me either, that was a good save." Behind Saitama, with his usual outfit covered in holes and dust, was Blast, "Though, I have a strange feeling right now..."

Well, I know where he and Blast were now.

"No, this wasn't me," Gray shook his head lightly, glancing around the untouched planet with narrowed eyes, "But... this place was definitely destroyed."

"Yup," Saitama agreed unhelpfully, leaving Gray to think on it.

This whole planet was fucked, and now it's perfectly fine? There's definitely some bullshit going on here, but I don't know what...

"I-It was... me... grah..." Gray blinked as a familiar face appeared out of thin air, and Shin was looking far worse than the last time Gray had seen him. He was breathing heavy, clutching at his chest, and stumbled forward with a gasp, before slumping onto all fours next to Gray's legs.

"Whose that?" Saitama asked casually, looking down at Shin, "Nice hair."

To be fair, when you were the baldest man to ever live, everybody had nice hair.

"The fuck happened to you?" Gray raised an eyebrow at the Supreme Kai, who let out a pained cough as blood flew from his mouth, "You said you had a plan, but... what the hell is this?!"

"A-A... different... timeline," Shin groaned, his arms giving out as he abruptly fell onto his stomach, "I-I... no time... explain... too much... ki..."

Shin tilted his head upwards, his eyes shining with fire, as blood flowed from his mouth, "I'm... dead... Saiyan... Listen carefully... I can't say it... twice... I'm leaving... the universe... to..."