I found the edit on the cover on Reddit by u/brenohtl.
This is a continuation of Limeleech's story in Decendants From Another Land, this is in no way a sequel, prequel or anything like that to DFAL, it's a separate timeline where everything isn't so happy and sweet, think of it as Trunks' timeline, well, it technically is Trunks' timeline, but the Goku Black arc happened in a different timeline.
This story takes place BEFORE Lemogras was in Senior School, so Limeleech is much older than his past self.
If you want to know the other story you can find it here on Wattpad, "Decendants From Another Land".
Limeleech was a wannabe hero turned stone-cold anti-hero after one of his best friends Ria also known as Kiyomi died as a result of fighting the villain named Muscular.
Limeleech, also known as Riamu at the time thanks to the Red Ribbon Armies abusive ways he was turned from a Saiyan to a human mentally, and was brainwashed.
He couldn't do anything about Kiyomi's death, even though he tried, however, he was quirkless and only got in the way.
7 years later, and the world had become futuristic, after so many promises from world leaders, countries, cities, the whole world was technological.
Goku Black, was the leader of the entire world, he illegally pushed past every leader and threatened to blow up the entire planet if the heroes and leaders continue to fight against him.
All this time he wanted control over the mortals, that's what he meant by not underestimating them and changing his path.
So they had to listen, and now every villain has a right to do what they want, and Limeleech and his gang wasn't up for that...
At this time he was still changing his route from Villain to Anti-Hero, but this? this had changed everything...
A Maybank and A Cameron? It's almost like a modern Romeo and Juliet. It's forbidden for them to be together. Could be the end of the world.
The stolen glances, the hidden feelings, the unspoken words, the secret meetings and the obvious hatred towards each other followed by constant conflicts and some hidden past that threatened them but there are always invisible strings tied and pulling them together no matter how hard the tides trying to pull and part them away from each other.