Reborn As Vegeta - Chapter 38

Author Note: This is a short plot reveal, not the actual , working on that now.

The Angel in charge of reincarnating heroes smiled and relaxed after the soul agreed to be reborn as Vegeta, “Hopefully my boss won’t find out,” the Angel chimed as he went about his work.

After a few years passed, and Leon awakened as Vegeta; the Angel was suddenly called upon by his superiors, acting as if nothing was wrong, he marched into the headquarters of the River of Souls, like King Yama King’s Underworld, this was where souls went to be judged after death.

If they did good deeds, then they would be rewarded, if they did bad, they would be sent to hell to have their souls cleansed and reincarnate as the lowest form of being, depending on the sin.

Sometimes in order to promote balance, some would have to reincarnate to other worlds and reality before their time, that was this particular Angel’s job.

Standing at a large opening, an image appeared over the River, it was a faceless head that glowed with a pure-white light, “You have failed to tell us, something Angel.”

The Angel’s shoulders cringed, “Um, what?”

“Please spare us this routine, we know of the one you sent to the Dragon Ball universe. He was not destined to die or be reincarnated into another world, you messed up.” The mysterious monotone voice called out.

“I…I’m going to lose my wings aren’t I?” The Angel sighed.

“Yes, but that is another matter, you sent a being with great knowledge of that universe and heavily upset the grand scales, not to mention because the world he was sent to, an opposition to his power will have to be born. You must help create and give this opposition the same advantage, give him all known earth knowledge of the Dragon Ball Universe, make the being chaotic in nature, and as the highest tier of Demon King Species.”

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The Angel pointed his hands up, “Can I keep my Job?”

“Go! You insignificant little pigeon!” The voice yelled.

The Angel ran out of the River of Souls, an exhausted sigh came from the faceless image, “Good help his so hard to find these days. I miss unemployment.”