/soy/ - Soyjaks

its a 27

You will never be a real Saiyan. You have no tail, you have no black hair, you have no zenkai boost. You are a homosexual human twisted by senzu beans and Saiyan-human crossbreeding into a crude mockery of Kami’s perfection.

All the “fighting” you get is two-faced and half-hearted. Behind your back people mock you. Your parents are disgusted and ashamed of you, your “sparring partners” laugh at your Earthling appearance behind closed doors.

Saiyans are utterly repulsed by you. Thousands of years of evolution have allowed Saiyans to sniff out frauds with incredible efficiency. Even half-Saiyans who “pass” look uncanny and unnatural to a Saiyan. Your bone structure is a dead giveaway. And even if you manage to get a half dead Saiyan to spar with you, he’ll turn ape and devour you the second he gets a whiff of your diseased, half-breed monkey tail.

You will never be the strongest. You wrench out a training session every single morning and tell yourself it’s going to be ok, but deep inside you feel the depression creeping up like a heart virus, ready to crush you under the unbearable weight.

Eventually it’ll be too much to bear - you’ll gather the Dragon Balls, wish for more power, and be told to fuck off by Shenron before jumping into the cold abyss. Your parents will find you, heartbroken but relieved that they no longer have to live with the unbearable shame and disappointment. They’ll bury you with a headstone marked with your racial background, and every passerby for the rest of eternity will know a half-Saiyan is buried there. Your body will decay and go back to the dust, and all that will remain of your legacy is a power level that is unmistakably a human’s.

This is your fate. This is what you chose. There is no turning back. Zenkai power.