Thirty-six years. He had looked forward to this day for thirty-six whole years and sacrificed so much for it, only to be reborn in the Future Timeline. How was he supposed to accept that?
Yes, the moment Earth appeared, he knew he was in the Future Timeline—in Future Trunks's world.
The fact that he hadn't destroyed Earth on the spot already showed remarkable self-control.
"What kind of sick joke is this?" Reke's tears streamed down his face.
"Ah!"
Reke powered up. His hair turned golden and stood on end, tiny arcs of electricity flickering around him. The entire planet began to shake.
The martial artists on Earth sensed Reke's energy. The Androids, however, couldn't sense ki, so they had no idea what was happening.
Son Gohan stopped on his way home, a complex look flashing across his eyes. He gritted his teeth, then flew toward Reke.
Reke unleashed his one hundred billion in battle power without restraint. He was about to go on a rampage.
That was right. Over the years, Reke had not only achieved Super Saiyan 2; he had also raised his base battle power to one billion.
Just as Reke was about to destroy Earth, he spotted Son Gohan. He took a deep breath, forcing down the rage inside him, and powered down. There was still hope. Bulma was still in this world, and she could build a Time Machine.
And if all else failed, he still had the Dragon Balls to make a wish. He could still survive.
Yes, the reason Reke had nearly gone on a rampage was that he'd remembered the Future Timeline would be erased by Grand Zeno, and that he would die too. His emotions had gotten a little out of control.
But his instincts had kept him from letting his ki