Age 761. Earth.
The Dimensional Chat Group was in an uproar. For the veteran members, this wasn't just another notification; it was the first time the veil between realities would be torn open for a physical intervention. The rewards - 1,000 points and a mysterious gift package, were enticing, but they were secondary to the sheer potential of witnessing a "High-Risk World" firsthand. In a multiverse of infinite possibilities, the chance to observe the laws of another universe was worth more than any currency.
In the Marvel Multiverse, Thanos, the Universe Family Planning Director, sat upon his floating throne, his purple brow furrowed. He had initially intended to claim a mission slot, but the chatter of the "little guys" in the group had momentarily amused him. He was a conqueror of galaxies; he could afford to let the mortals have their fun. With a grunt of indifference, he went offline, his mind returning to the location of the Infinity Stones, leaving the rescue to those more "desperate" for growth.
Meanwhile, in a world where Spirit Qi had returned to a modern Republic, a young man named Leo, known to the group as the Awakening Lord of Space-Time, was struggling to suppress a grin. He sat in the back of a crowded classroom at Haven Central Academy, his eyes fixed on a holographic interface that only he could see.
"Leo! If you're quite finished giggling at your desk, perhaps you could tell the class the three core requirements for a Tier-1 Awakening?" his teacher roared. Mrs. Gable's veins were practically throbbing against her temple as she slammed a ruler against the podium.
Leo stood up, masking his excitement with a practiced, humble bow. "My apologies, Mrs. Gable. I believe the shock of my own sudden Awakening distracted me. I feel the energy surging already. With your permission, I'll head to the testing field immediately to verify my rank."
Before the stunned teacher could offer a snide rebuttal, Leo was out the door. He didn't head for the testing field. He ducked into the privacy of a secluded corridor, and within seconds, his physical form vanished, replaced by a lingering scent of ozone and a ripple in the fabric of space.
Beyond the boundaries of the twelve Universes, in the silent, shimmering Void Realm, a short man with blue skin and a halo of divine light stood watching the ripples in the timeline. The Grand Minister's eyes were deep pools of ancient, terrifying knowledge. He saw the three souls crossing the dimensional barrier, their foreign energies clashing with the natural Ki of Universe 7.
"Another variable," he whispered, his voice echoing through the vacuum. "A ripple from beyond the Great Seal. I hope this flicker of light is enough to hold back the encroaching dark. The balance is tilting."
Deep within the temple behind him, massive chains of order, forged from the very laws of reality, groaned under an unseen weight. A wisp of suffocating, black energy seeped through a microscopic crack in the dimensional seals. It was a darkness so absolute it seemed to swallow the light of the stars.
"Soon," a voice hissed from the abyss, a sound like grinding bone. "The seal is brittle. The intruders think they are the hunters, but they are merely opening the door for me."
Universe 7. The Desolate Island.
The moonlight of the full moon was unnaturally bright, bathing the prehistoric jungle in a silver-blue glow. Suddenly, the air warped and cracked with the sound of breaking glass. Three figures materialized on a jagged plateau overlooking the central forest.
The first was a man with a green bandana and a bare chest, three katanas hanging from his left hip. Roronoa Zoro exhaled, his Haki instinctively flaring as he felt the sheer, crushing density of the world's atmosphere. "Heavy air... and the animals here sound like they've been eating steroids for breakfast."
The second was clad in crimson war-armor, his long, spiky black hair flowing in the wind like a dark cape. Uchiha Madara didn't move; he simply stood there, his purple Rinnegan scanning the horizon with cold, predatory efficiency. The overlord's aura he projected was so intense that the local wildlife, monstrous predators that had survived for millions of years instantly went silent in terror, instinctively sensing a being that sat at the very top of the food chain.
The third was Leo, still in his school uniform, looking like an out-of-place tourist among legends. "Holy... it's actually the Dragon Ball world. The Ki density here is insane. It makes the Spirit Qi back home feel like thin mountain air."
"So," Zoro said, his hand resting on the hilt of Shusui. "Where's this 'Saiyan' we're supposed to save? I'll lead the way. I can smell blood to the north."
Madara cast a sideways glance at Zoro's feet, his expression one of bored contempt. "Your name in the group ends with 'Directionally Challenged.' For the sake of the mission's success, you will stay exactly three paces behind me. I have no desire to spend my night searching for two lost souls in this primitive forest."
"Tch. Big talk for a guy wearing a red dress," Zoro muttered, though he followed as Madara began to walk.
As the trio moved through the jungle, the scale of the world became terrifyingly apparent. A rhinoceros the size of a two-story house charged them from the brush, uprooting ancient trees in its path. Zoro's hand twitched toward his sword, but Madara didn't even slow his stride. He simply glanced at the beast, his eyes spinning.
"Fire Release: Great Fire Annihilation!"
A wall of roaring, blue-tinted flame erupted from Madara's mouth, instantly vaporizing the rhinoceros and incinerating a hundred yards of jungle in a single, scorching breath. The sheer heat turned the forest floor to molten glass.
Leo swallowed hard, adjusting his collar. "Note to self: Don't piss off the Uchiha. My 'Awakening' doesn't cover being turned into a charcoal briquette."
Suddenly, the ground beneath them didn't just shake, it buckled. A roar, more primal and deafening than anything they had ever heard, tore through the night. It wasn't the roar of a tiger or a dinosaur. It was something deeper, a sound that vibrated in their very marrow, a cry of pure, unchecked power.
"Up there!" Leo pointed toward the central valley's highest peak.
A massive silhouette stood atop the jagged rock, framed by the silver disc of the full moon. It was a Great Ape, twenty meters tall, its fur matted with the dried blood of a dozen kills. In its massive, hairy hand, it gripped the mangled remains of a giant tiger. The beast's eyes were glowing orbs of pure, mindless crimson.
"Is that our guy?" Zoro asked, his expression sharpening as he drew a single blade. "He doesn't look like he needs saving. He looks like he's having a midnight buffet."
"No," Leo whispered, his face turning pale as his meta-knowledge kicked in. "That's Jack. He's in his Oozaru form. He's lost his mind to the primal instincts of his race. In that form, his power is ten times his base level. He's not a victim anymore; he's a mindless engine of planetary destruction."
The Great Ape sensed the three intruders. It dropped the tiger carcass and turned, its massive chest heaving with a rhythmic, thunderous breath. It didn't roar this time. It opened its mouth, and a concentrated sphere of sparking blue Ki began to form between its fangs, crackling with the sound of a thousand lightning strikes.
"Get back!" Madara's eyes widened as the Rinnegan perceived the sheer, terrifying volume of energy being compressed. "This is no longer a rescue. It is a suppression!"
The Great Ape unleashed a Mouth Cannon, a beam of blue aurora that tore through the atmosphere with the scream of a jet engine. It didn't just travel; it erased the space in front of it, turning the jungle to ash.
Madara didn't hesitate. His chakra flared into a violent, sapphire supernova.
"Susanoo!"
A skeletal ribcage manifested instantly, followed by corded muscles and a towering suit of samurai armor made of solidified, divine energy. The Perfect Susanoo stood forty feet tall, its ethereal blades crossing to meet the incoming blast.
BOOM!
The collision sent a shockwave that leveled the surrounding forest for miles. The blue beam ground against the Susanoo's shield, sparks of Ki and Chakra flying like celestial shrapnel. Inside the safety of the energy giant, Madara's lips curled into a fierce, battle-hungry grin.
"So this is a Saiyan?" the Uchiha laughed, his voice echoing through the valley. "Excellent. I was worried this world would be a waste of my time!"
On the peak, the Great Ape Jack pounded his chest, his crimson eyes fixed on the blue giant below. The rescue mission had just become a fight for the very survival of the island.