Transmigration

On a certain planet in the universe, a devastatingly handsome young man sat on the grass, staring blankly into the distance. This man was our protagonist, Gogeta. But why was he called Gogeta?

Because he looked exactly like Vegito, yet he was not Vegito. He was merely a low-class warrior, exiled to this ordinary planet and left to fend for himself. Since he resembled Vegito, he might as well be a little cocky and combine the names to call himself Gogeta.

Gogeta had been transported here for several days. At first, when he discovered that he had a face that practically screamed invincibility—Vegito's face—he had been thrilled for quite some time. But after awakening the original owner's memories, he realized he was not Vegito, just someone who looked identical to him. Because his battle power had been too low at birth to even register, he had been directly exiled here.

The original owner had spent all his time alone on this barren planet, with no one to talk to. His spaceship was broken, so he could not leave. Having lost the will to live, he committed suicide. By sheer coincidence, the protagonist transmigrated over and took over his body, becoming him and renaming himself Gogeta.

"Ugh, it's been so many days already, and I still haven't awakened a system. Didn't they say every transmigrator got a system? Why do I have nothing? How am I supposed to survive like this?!"

"This body really is useless. I've trained for so many days, and my battle power has only gone up by 1 point. My future looks completely bleak." Gogeta lay on the grass, staring up at the sky as he pondered how he would live from now on.

"Ding."

"System charging complete. Activating now."

Gogeta sprang to his feet in an instant.

"I knew it! How could a transmigrator possibly not have a system?!"

"System scanning."

"Ding. Target is currently in the Dragon Ball World."

"System loading."

"System loaded."

Listening to the wonderful voice in his mind, Gogeta grew even more excited, dancing around in joy.

Once the system had finished loading, Gogeta impatiently asked, "System, what functions do you have?"

"This system will issue tasks at irregular intervals. The host must complete them within the allotted time. Failure to do so will result in punishment from the system."

"What kind of punishment? It won't just erase me or something, right?" Gogeta felt a little uneasy.

"System punishments will not cause the host's death, but they come in many forms. For example: sealing the host's strength and turning him into a dog for one year; making the host impotent for one year; making the host dance 'Chicken, You're Too Beautiful' in public, and so on."

"Holy shit, that's way too cruel! You're trying to make me die of embarrassment on the spot!" Gogeta jumped up and began cursing loudly.

"Host, please do not be afraid. The tasks issued by this system are all simple and easy. Unless the host has his head caught in a door, refuses to complete them, and wants to be punished. Of course, I assume the host is not such an idiot that he cannot even finish a task. Otherwise, I may have to consider changing hosts."

"Bullshit! With my current strength, I'd struggle to beat even a dinosaur. How am I supposed to complete tasks?!" Gogeta continued berating the system.

"Ding. The host's strength and talent have been detected to be excessively trash. A beginner's gift package is hereby awarded."

"Doesn't every system give out a beginner's gift package? You shameless system, if I hadn't complained, were you planning not to give it to me?" Gogeta continued his tirade.

"Open the beginner's gift package for me."

"Ding. Congratulations, host. You have obtained all of Z-era Vegito's strength and potential."

"???!!!"

Happiness had come too suddenly. Gogeta's ranting mouth abruptly fell silent, and then he said with a fawning expression, "I'm sorry, System. I misunderstood you. You're the best and strongest system in the world. No one can compare to you. Please be magnanimous and forgive me."

"I told you it was a gift package, yet you didn't believe me. Hmph. Since you've admitted your mistake with a good attitude this time, I'll let you off. Honestly, with that invincible face of yours, you're as cowardly as a dog. How embarrassing. Hmph! I really don't know why I chose you. Was it because of that face?"

Listening to the system's mockery, Gogeta wore an innocent expression. There was nothing he could do about it. Although the original owner had Vegito's face, his talent really had been terrible. After training for so long, his battle power had barely improved. No wonder he had been exiled to this uninhabited planet. They probably thought that if he went to another planet, he would lose and disgrace the Saiyans.

But fortunately, he had transmigrated here now, and the system had even given him Z-era Vegito's strength. Before Beerus came to Earth, he could walk around without fear. As for what point in time this currently was, Gogeta was not sure. But one thing was certain: if the Saiyans had sent him here, then he had to be around Kakarot's age, perhaps even older.

Gogeta planned to head to Earth in a few days to see what stage the plot had reached. For the next few days, he would first familiarize himself with his strength. The sudden surge in power had left him feeling rather lightheaded.

Gogeta then stood up, intending to catch a dinosaur for tonight's meal. Previously, because of his lack of strength, he had been unable to defeat dinosaurs and could only eat fish every meal. Now that he had strength, he naturally had to treat himself properly.

Before long, Gogeta returned carrying a dinosaur countless times larger than himself. The dinosaur had died in a truly miserable state. Because Gogeta had failed to control his strength, he had blasted several dinosaurs into mush with a single move. This one was the same, though he had tried hard to hold back and had still smashed half its body apart. He could only make do with it.

After preparing the meat, Gogeta chopped down a pile of trees, skewered the meat, and set it over the fire. By the time everything was ready, the sky had already darkened. Gogeta lit the campfire with a ki blast, then sat before it and waited for the meat to cook.

Before long, the meat was done. A gentle breeze drifted by, carrying waves of fragrance that made Gogeta drool. He grabbed the meat from over the fire and began tearing into it in huge bites.

Soon, a pile of bones had accumulated on the ground. Gogeta lay back with a satisfied look, watching meteors streak across the sky as his thoughts wandered somewhere far away.

Suddenly, Gogeta thought of something. He immediately sat up and began searching all around, but after looking for a long time, he found nothing.

"Strange. Does this planet not have a moon?"

Gogeta remembered that he still had a tail. Unlike the Saiyans on Earth, who had all had their tails removed, he could try to see whether he could transform into Super Saiyan 4. Yet after searching for so long, he still could not find the moon.

But it was fine. Since there was no moon, he could just make one himself. It was not as if he did not know how. Having inherited all of Vegito's abilities, creating an artificial moon was hardly difficult for him.

With that thought, Gogeta immediately raised his hand and gathered energy. A dazzling sphere of light appeared in his palm. He tossed it into the sky, and the surroundings were instantly illuminated, no different from daytime.

Halfway up, the artificial moon suddenly shattered into countless specks of starlight. Seeing this, Gogeta felt a little helpless. He still could not properly control his suddenly increased strength. It seemed he needed to familiarize himself with his current power before going out to have fun.