A Bizarre World

() Earth... the world of three-dimensional human life...

On a quiet night... some people went about their lives as usual...

Some residential complex...

Inside a rented apartment...

"Ah..." A young man lay on the sofa, feeling miserable. He stared drunkenly at the ceiling, his left hand shielding his forehead... as if trying to drown his sorrows in alcohol. He kept muttering, "This world is so damn boring... Whether it's going to school or playing on the computer... Is there really no more exciting world out there? I feel like I don't belong here at all..."

Thinking back over everything he'd done and all his memories... the young man seemed worn down and helpless. In this modern age, money was the only thing that mattered... Whether you wanted a girlfriend or wanted to make something of yourself, if you had nothing of value to offer, there was nothing to discuss... In circumstances like these, there was often a special group of people... the "losers," scorned by the high and mighty...

But even so... there were casualties... and the young man was just one of them... He was only nineteen this year, yet he'd already had more experience than that red-haired basketball-playing monkey.

The young man sat up again, then gazed drunkenly out at the starry sky, his mind wandering. His eyes were a little blurry as he looked into the darkness. He walked to the window, where a cold gust lifted his long fringe and cleared his head a little...

At the same time, a streak of light suddenly flashed across the starry sky. The young man watched it, furrowing his brow slightly before relaxing with a smile. "A shooting star? Heh. I wonder who came up with the idea that shooting stars can grant wishes... People still believe in that childish nonsense even now... Hic... hic." After speaking, he let out a few disdainful burps, then gazed thoughtfully into the distance...

"Whoosh!"

Another cold gust blew past... The young man's face turned a little pale, and he sobered up slightly. He opened his light golden eyes and looked up at the stars, thinking, If you really can grant wishes, then I hope you can change this world... He paid no mind to the mockery he'd just voiced and instead began to pray.

As soon as he'd made his wish, the young man shook his head and chuckled at himself. "Sigh... I drink a little and end up losing my mind. What a mess. Whatever, time to sleep. There's no way such an unreasonable wish could come true." After speaking, he immediately lay down on the sofa and fell fast asleep, not even worrying about catching a cold in the dark of night...

"Hey, the little prince has been born!"

"King Vegeta, what should the little prince be called..."

"How's his battle power?"

"Well... it's 300 points lower than the eldest prince's was at birth... but much higher than the second prince's..."

"Hmph. Not bad. He'll be called Betkas!"

"Congratulations, King Vegeta!"

As a cloaked man with the imposing air of a king discussed the child lying on some kind of device with one of his subordinates, the sleeping child suddenly opened his small eyes... He looked around and remained silent for a long time...

The baby stared blankly at his surroundings and muttered, "Where the hell is this?" But the words that came out were incomprehensible to everyone else; to them, he was simply babbling...

"The little prince is awake..." The subordinate standing nearby immediately spoke up when he heard him. But the imposing, cloaked figure beside him showed no sign of moving. He only said coolly, "Leave him there. Once he's old enough, train him. If his personality isn't suitable, send him to a garbage planet! Just like Tarble."

"Understood, King Vegeta!" The subordinate, who wore a scouter, immediately replied with a smile...

"Vegeta? King?"

Hearing the strange words, the baby was stunned. As far as he was concerned, he thought he could just about make sense of the names and speech from the animated shows... But this language made him a little uncomfortable. It was difficult to decipher. Though he could understand some of it, he already felt exhausted... He simply blinked a few times, then fell asleep again...

Several days later...

The baby who'd been named Betkas woke again several days later. He opened his small eyes and curiously looked around, thinking to himself, I can't believe I'm still in this awful place... Betkas felt a little helpless... He'd originally been a loser from Earth. He'd had a drink because of relationship troubles, then stood by the window in the cold breeze, saw a shooting star, and, somehow, ended up wishing for the world to change... But he hadn't expected the world to change... so completely. He'd become a baby, born in some bizarre place.

And this place was a complete joke. He couldn't understand more than a few words, and even figuring out the language was a problem. He knew that transmigration had been popular in recent years, but he'd never thought it would happen to him... And he had no idea what kind of place he'd transmigrated to. There wasn't even a maid or anyone like that... Just a bunch of men carrying him around while they stared at him through some kind of glass screen and fiddled with things. It really annoyed him...

He knew he was kind of handsome, but he hadn't expected to be attractive enough to charm men... So he couldn't help hoping that he would grow up soon, so he wouldn't always have to be carried around by men...

The thing Betkas liked most was that he still had his light yellow hair and light golden eyes from his previous life. They made him stand out a little... especially among a race where everyone had black hair... If he didn't have such high status, he would've been treated as a freak long ago. This wasn't a charity...

Meanwhile... no one noticed the wisps of invisible vapor coiling around the baby and drifting through the air, as if protecting something. After circling the baby for several dozen minutes, the vapor suddenly slipped into his body, and everything fell into an inexplicable silence.

At that moment, the baby's skin looked a little pale, but he himself didn't notice anything, as if nothing had happened. The people around him hadn't noticed the vapor either...