Super God: The Foundation, Starting by Inventing SCPs

For the first time, it let out a whimper.

The sight plunged everyone in the livestream into another eerie silence. Then, as they watched, that strange crimson Dragon Ball...

Suddenly burst with dazzling blood-red light.

The entire livestream turned scarlet. No one could see what was happening anymore.

Fortunately, the blood-red light came quickly.

And vanished just as quickly.

When it faded a moment later, the viewers were stunned to find that SCP-682, the Hard-to-Destroy Reptile, had somehow reappeared near Kame House.

Of course, that was not the point.

The point was that, on the tiny island, Master Roshi—whom SCP-682 had already devoured—was plainly visible.

He was leering at an aerobics program on television.

The only difference was the strange Dragon Ball, now the size of a basketball, floating above SCP-682's back.

Everyone froze.

What the hell was going on?

Could someone tell them what the hell had happened?

Why had Master Roshi, who was dead, appeared again? Why did the aerobics program look so familiar?

And why had those viewers from the Dragon Ball Universe reappeared in the chat?

Judging by their comments, they seemed not to recognize SCP-682 at all.

What was happening?

[King Piccolo: Is this the Super God Universe's trump card? A lizard with a power level of a few dozen? ... What trash! There's no need for the noble Saiyans to lift a finger.]

[Master Roshi could wipe it out, body and soul!]

[Tien Shinhan: Exactly. With Master Roshi's strength, he could destroy that giant lizard in under three seconds!]

[Bulma: Wait! Weren't you all dead? Why are you here again? Weren't you... What happened to the time? Why has it gone back twenty-four hours?!]

[Chi-Chi: @Bulma! What's wrong? Aren't you resting while you're pregnant? Did you have a nightmare?]

[Bulma: @Chi-Chi. You're alive. I