At the edge of the galaxy lay a desolate planet. There was no life here, only eternal silence.
Dense layers of seals shrouded the entire planet, radiating an aura of God Ki.
Whoosh!
A green figure descended onto the planet. He looked around, raised a hand, and fired an energy beam at the seal.
"Crack, crack..."
The seal, radiating an aura of God Ki, began to tremble violently. Cracks spread across it until it finally exploded with a deafening blast.
A bottomless rift split open across the planet's surface. A cold, sinister, evil aura surged out madly, sweeping across the heavens and earth.
Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh!
Five figures shot up from the rift, like five demon gods. They let out long cries, releasing the resentment they had harbored for thousands of years.
"We're finally out!"
All five had blue-green skin and belonged to the Hera Clan. Their leader wore a blue cape and was tall and broad-shouldered, with a scar stretching across half his forehead.
"Bojack, do you want revenge?" The green figure's gaze was sinister, and he looked full of schemes.
"You broke the seal. Who are you?" Bojack eyed him warily, looking him up and down.
"If you want revenge, go to this planet called Earth. The strongest person there will lead you to the North Kai."
The green figure didn't answer him. Instead, he handed over a set of coordinates.
Long ago, Bojack and his gang had wreaked havoc across the North, South, East, and West Galaxies. They were the most vicious bandits in the universe.
Later, the four Kais of the North, South, East, and West united to seal them away on a planet at the edge of the galaxy.
"You seem to know a lot about us, but I don't take orders from anyone." Bojack sneered arrogantly. He wasn't the sort to feel grateful.
His four subordinates understood at once. They spread out into a battle formation, surrounding the green figure.
"You overestimate yourself."
The green figure teleported in front of Bojack. His index finger pointed at Bojack's brow, less than an inch away, a tiny yellow light flickering at its tip.
Bojack's body went rigid as he felt death looming. The light was a terrifying energy compressed to its absolute limit. He had no doubt it could pierce his skull.
"I... I'll do as you say." Faced with superior strength, Bojack immediately backed down.
He couldn't understand it. Back in the day, he had been invincible across the four galaxies, far stronger than those Kais. He had only been sealed because he'd fallen into a trap.
This powerhouse had suppressed him with ease. Where had he come from?
Bojack took the coordinates for Earth, then took off with his four subordinates. They crossed the universe at incredible speed using their own bodies—a testament to just how powerful the five of them were.
"Son Goku, Trunks, I'll make you savor the deepest despair, bit by bit."
The green figure wore an amused smile. The next moment, he disappeared from the planet.
In Age 764, Trunks wore a blue jacket and carried a long sword on his back. He traveled from twenty years in the future to the present-day Earth in the Time Machine.
"By my calculations, Uncle Son Goku should be arriving soon." Trunks stood in the wilderness, gazing up at the sky.
His purpose in coming was to tell the Z Fighters that two terrifying androids would appear in three years.
Son Goku would die of the Heart Virus, and Trunks had brought a special medicine from the future that could treat him.
As Trunks waited, five immense, evil auras suddenly descended upon Earth, filled with a brutality that threatened to destroy everything.
"So strong!" Trunks instinctively gripped his sword hilt, breaking into a cold sweat.
"Could the androids have appeared early? But androids don't have ki!"
He could feel that even the weakest of the five auras was on par with Android 17 and Android 18. The strongest was far beyond them.
"What happened in the past? Did my arrival change history?"
According to Bulma, they hadn't encountered such terrifying enemies in the past.
As Trunks stared in alarm, the five aliens seemed to know exactly where they were going, plunging straight toward him.
They made no earth-shaking noise. Bojack and the others had complete control over their power as they eyed the boy before them with amusement.
"Are you the strongest person on this planet?" Zangya was a very cute girl with long, wavy orange hair that fell to her shoulders.
"Who are you?" Trunks was on high alert, his sword already drawn.
"Take us to the North Kai." Gokua also carried a long sword and was tall, lean, and strong.
"What North Kai?" Trunks looked bewildered. He had no idea who that was.
"Looks like he isn't the person we're looking for." Bojack folded his arms across his chest, his gaze cold.
Gokua stepped forward, leaving a blue-green afterimage as he drew his sword and slashed.
Boom!
Trunks didn't hesitate. Golden flames erupted around him, his hair stood on end, and he instantly transformed into a Super Saiyan.
"Clang, clang, clang!"
Their swords clashed, sparks flying as the sharp clang of metal on metal rang out, painfully loud.
With every clash, Trunks' arms grew more numb. His opponent's sword was too heavy, crashing down like an avalanche as the ground beneath Trunks' feet continued to crumble.
"Ho, ho, ho!"
Bido was short, with a purple turban that never left his head. He stretched out both hands, and energy threads as fine as hair instantly wrapped around Trunks' body.
"Ah!"
Trunks cried out in agony, and the sword fell from his hand. The energy threads bit into his flesh, greedily draining his power.
The golden aura of his Super Saiyan form faded before his eyes.
"Shhk!"
Gokua's sword slashed across Trunks' body, from his left shoulder to his right abdomen. Blood poured from the wound, which was deep enough to expose bone.
"Ah..."
Trunks cried out in pain and collapsed heavily to the ground, returning to his normal form. His purple hair clung wetly to his forehead as his vision slowly blurred.
"Mom..."
Trunks felt he had let Bulma down. If he died in the past, the androids would surely kill Bulma in the future.
Gokua looked down at Trunks, lying in a pool of blood, and smiled cruelly. He raised his sword high and brought it down hard toward Trunks' head.
"Clang!"
A figure suddenly appeared and caught Gokua's descending sword with one hand. No matter how hard Gokua strained, he couldn't pull it free.
"Trunks, you're safe now." Son Gohan smiled as he turned to look at the boy on the ground.
"G-Gohan!"
Seeing this younger version of Son Gohan, Trunks trembled with excitement. Tears streamed from his eyes, pattering onto the ground.
He wasn't crying because he'd been rescued. It was as if he could see the Son Gohan who had a scar on his face and an empty left sleeve—the one who had been killed by the androids while saving him.
Trunks choked back a sob. "Gohan... I'm so glad... you're alive..."
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