Dragon Ball: Yamcha's Rebirth

Previously On Dragon Ball: Z, Yamcha had just received the most painful beat down in his existence as he'd seemingly exploded into shrapnel's of electricity, now find out what has happened to our protagonist. Now on... Dragon Ball: Z

"... Give me enough might to shatter that which I find useless, insignificant and merely a rope of attachment to these useless ideologies... GIVE ME SUCH STRENGTH... THAT I CAN CLEAVE THROUGH EVEN THE MOST FICKLE OF FATES... I WILL CLEAVE THROUGH THE STARRY SKIES... I WILL CLEAVE THROUGH THE RED ROPE OF FATE, I WILL CLEAVE THROUGH DESTINY AND... I'LL CLEAVE THROUGH EVEN THE MOST POWERFUL KARMA..."

Saying this Yamcha turned his crippled body as his torso began to sizzle up even more as blue lights sizzled up all around him.

Yamcha turned towards the heavens, as he stared at them with the most hatred capable in this world.

"I WILL SHOW YOU THAT EARTHLINGS ARE STRONG AND RELEVANT, just watch as I CLEAVE THROUGH all the universes and SHOCK EVEN ZENO, with my strikes..."

"RAAARRRGGGHHH, YOU HEAR ME- just wait I'll Cleave Through You All!!! RAAARRRGGGHHH!!"

"RAAARRRGGGHHH... I WILL CLEAVE THROUGH THE STARRY SKIES..."

"I WILL CLEAVE THROUGH THE HEAVENS!!"

"💥 BOOOM... 💥BOOOOM!!!"

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After that day Yamcha had seemingly vanished out of existence taking with him even the mighty Dragon Balls, though truly where was he.

The teenager now was lying on a footpath as in the night he'd fallen through from the skies as the world thundered down the evil spirits.

He'd fallen into someplace called Pigsty Alley, home to people of all sizes as the rent there was lower than most places, it was as you'd expect full of different types of people.

And the thing was when Yamcha fell from the sky he was unconscious and his once jet black hair was now bland white, yet he still possessed his handsome yet rogue like features.

The lightning bolt also caused him to look slightly older as he became crippled having lost his Dantian causing his face to age a couple of years.

Making him look 20 or so. But it didn't matter as currently Yamcha was unconscious, his mind was blank and he was struggling to even get up.

But he was lucky as the day he'd fallen down, an old tailor that lived within Pigsty Alley, had found him outside the entrance and so the people took him in as they couldn't let someone starve or die of injuries.

It was obvious the boy was injured as his c.h.e.s.t was on show with a large scar going from his shoulder blades to his abdominals.

And if one looked closely his scar seemed to sizzle like lightning every so often but only so slightly.

The people were kind and had seemingly a friendship a trust between themselves, as they'd help each other out whenever a gang or mob would try to collect protection money from them.

And their landlord who owned all the stores and houses was quite an individual herself with her husband an oddity as well, though they both possessed monstrous strength and speed for some reason.

Through this not many could come for money or rob them.

But since someone was dying out outside the landlord had let the person in as the people tried to nurse him back to health.

And through this the landlord could sense this boy had immense Chi within him.

-A Week Later:-

Finally Yamcha had opened his eyes and his mouth craved water as his throat was incredibly dry, causing him to choke yet at this time an old man wearing tailor clothes, came in and handed him some water.

With no hesitation Yamcha gulped it down as his through was no longer dry he set aside the glass before sighing and finally saying thank you to the man who seemingly saved him.

"Thank you, for your kindness benefactor- I do not even know how I could repay you for this... but kind benefactor would you mind telling me where we are."

Said Yamcha as he stared kindly at the old tailor, who seemingly had a high battle power but was merely suppressing it.

Yamcha was surprised as never in his life did he expect ordinary humans to have such powers in the Toriyama-verse especially in early Dragon Ball.

Seemingly in a daze, Yamcha soon snapped out of it before saying sorry to the kindly old man, his aura was not hostile or malicious instead positive as if a happy go lucky person.

The old man then began as he formed a kind and gentle smile at him.

"No worries young man, though I truly wonder how you've survived this long with such injuries- though in a week your whole bodies healed."

Hearing this Yamcha knew he was right yet wrong as well, he couldn't sense his own Ki anymore, it was gone he knew it his thunder seed within his Dantian was overwhelmed and it shredded his Dantian into pieces crippling him for life.

He knew it already, so currently all he had was a strong body capable of breaking boulders and stuff and his durability was only below explosion proof, he was now bulletproof- meaning he was severely weakened.

Yet he couldn't do anything without his Dantian he couldn't use Ki he knew it already and it pissed him off, but he also knew that he could focus on his fleshly body instead of his Ki Cultivation.

Regardless of Ki or no Ki it seems he was destined to become a fleshly body cultivator.

Meaning no Ki but instead pure raw unrestrained strength.

"Yeah I'm wondering myself, I was a bit of a martial artist I think I can remember yet I can't remember properly due to my injuries. It seems something is fogging up my memories."

"The only things I remember are my name, a few memories and my martial arts training- I've forgotten where I am and I don't know where home is anymore."

Spoke Yamcha careful to not increase his heart rate in case of being caught lying, he knew the man in front of him was quite strong and he knew he'd been reading his facial expressions and heart rate, to see if he was a threat to the people or not.

However the old man seemed calm and carefree hearing his tales, and he merely smiled before saying.

"No worries young lad, I'll explain- it seems the one who's beaten you really has no conscience even impairing your memories- such a horrendous person - but don't worry I'll make sure you make new ones."

Hearing this Yamcha's impression of the old man as being a good person Increased as he asked.

"Umm, sorry to intrude sir but I have nowhere to go and no food to eat, no job as well other than being a martial artist, could you please tell me about the world we live in as my memories are somewhat fuzzy."

"Hohohoho..."

Laughed the old man gently as he merely gave him a kind and sincere look before saying.

"No worries I'll take you in so long as you help me with my work as a tailor. Now we'll talk of that later, but now we begin with the world."

The old man then seemed to materialise a cup of green tea out if nowhere before he began his lengthy tale but it's not actually lengthy."

"Young lad, the world we live in is proclaimed Earth by all government's, and we are now in Asia the biggest continent out of seven within our world.

We are currently in a place called Shanghai and the year is 1932, we have many opportunities in this land though there are also mobsters and gangsters ride within our lands as they gain their livelihood unhealthily."

"I used to be a martial artist myself from a certain school though I doubt you've heard of it so I'll spare you the details. But yes I'm also a martial artist but life as one is too hard so I'd taken up the title of Tailor to earn a health and hearty living."

Finished the old man as he drank his tea once more, lowering his gaze as he witnessed the tea's ripples within the cup.

Unbeknownst that Yamcha had turned incredibly strange, hearing Asia, Shanghai, 1932.

This, this was his world it had to be it all made sense his explosion caused him to seemingly appear back in his home world yet he'd arrived was earlier than his birth, the 1930's.

It made sense now why no one had mobile phones and other things he'd considered basic for him back in the Toriyama-verse. And in his previous life, he'd travelled through time and also dimensions.

That's awesome thought Yamcha, also elated he'd not died in the crossing of dimensions yet guessed it was because his soul was from here to begin with.

So once his body was gone they'd sent his soul back to his dimension but his last reserves of energy had recreated his body yet he didn't have enough energy to make a new Dantian meaning no more Ki but rather Fleshly body training.