In Age 759, Son Goku and Chi-Chi had their second child, a boy they named Son Y/N. Unlike his brother, Y/N trains with Goku, growing stronger and stronger with every passing day, defeating countless foes alongside his father. After several years of...
Oolong: What now? They've got nobody who can stand up to this guy! Caulifla, Y/N, Goku, Vegeta! All of them can't win against this guy!
Dende: I can go restore their energy!
Esca: Huh?!
Bulma: You sure about that?! Isn't that too risky?!
Dende: Probably, but as Earth's God, I can't just sit back and do nothing! Esca! Lord Popo! Take care of things up here!
Dende dove off the lookout.
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Piccolo and Gohan tried their hand at fighting Moro, but both of them were swatted like flies, Piccolo hit the ground hard and Gohan got sent flying high in the air. Moro launched several blasts at Gohan as Piccolo reached out, grabbing Moro's ankles. Moro aimed his blasts at Piccolo now, but Piccolo held on
Piccolo: I WON'T LET GO EVEN IF YOU KILL ME!
Moro: Heh... You haven't realized that I'm keeping you alive? You people are my meals, you know...
Gohan formed an energy lasso-like attack, holding Moro in place
Gohan: NICE!
Piccolo: Y/N! CAULIFLA! NOW!
Caulifla and I teleport from farther away and land in front of Moro
Y/N: FINAL SPIRIT CANNON!
Caulifla: CRUSH CANNON!
Both of us blast Moro dead on, leaving Moro clouded by smoke. Once it faded away, Moro was left with a missing arm
Y/N: *panting* 'Bout time we landed something!
Moro didn't look phased and walked forward. Moro lunged forward as his arm regenerated, knocking me back. I hit the ground hard
Caulifla: GAH!
Y/N: Damn it... WHAT THE?!
I look up, Moro's regenerated arm punched a hole right through Caulifla's chest
Y/N: CAULIFLA!!!
Gohan: NO!
Piccolo: WHAT?!
Jaco: EEK!
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Caulifla stood frozen as her blood splattered on the ground behind her. Her hair turned from Super Saiyan God red to her normal black, coughing up more blood as she fell to her knees, landing against Moro's knees.
Moro: Yes... Piccolo's regeneration. Did I fail to mention that the abilities Seven-Three copied are now mine forever, with no pesky time limit?
Moro carelessly kicked Caulifla away, causing her to collapse on the ground in a pool of her own blood. I crawl to Caulifla's side, grasping her hand firmly, tears forming in my eyes as I remembered the Tournament of Power, watching her disappear in front of me, now I could lose her again, truly.
