[This story is about our last saiyan ever race Y/N]
(The plot take place before Boboiboy movie 2)
And any of the video or photo in this story, are not from me, all goes to the credit, Monsta, Toei animation and Akira toriyama.
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Year after year after year and so on, in the future there are no more saiyans, but there is one last saiyan heritage, and it's Y/N.
Y/N is just an ordinary boy {Age 15 btw}, but his is bored, i mean he like training, but it getting boring, when his friends, Boboiboy, Gopal and Fang, Yaya and Ying, go to space, and of course Y/N also wants super power, after Y/N meet his friends, that have super powers, then a few days after boboiboy and his gang left earth, Y/N remembered something, that her mother said, before her mother died, {Btw Y/N's parents are dead} it was about a note in a box, and what made Y/N surprised?, after reading that particular note?, read the story to find out.
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Now remember, that dragon ball was take place in the year before 1000, and this story was in 2028? 2030? Dunno, but, I just make one i suppose? Because in the animation "Boboiboy", never explain what year it was, even we don't know what year it is, i make one so... the year is 2025, so... what I want to explain was, there was no more of frieza army, and all of goku villain, all too far gone, and Y/N parents is gone too... Btw Y/N father have saiyan heritage, but he never knew, until Y/N read the note.
Oh and Yea, about the heritage... Y/N just need to figure out, because it century over century and so on, it's kinda hard to tap in back into Saiyan heritage, now, Y/N just need to learn how to tap in back into his Saiyan heritage.
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.