A New Generation

Another newbie?

Eyes widened, whispers of admiration and confusion coursed through the crowd. Max's heart raced as he cataloged all the implications of her lineage. What would it be like to have the strength of a Saiyan and the magic of a genie?

Izuku:What's her reality?

Izuku Midoriya, the aspiring hero, asked, eyes wide with curiosity.

All eyes turned to Carly as the headmaster began explaining.

Headmaster:Carly is the wonderful daughter of Goku and Shantae from an alternate universe. Goku, after an adventurous youth, found his way to Shantae's reality. They met as kids, grew up together, and eventually married but Due to a mishap involving Risky Boots, they ended up displaced in time, while Carly was born in their world. Now, she's here with us as your classmate!

Max listened intently, his heart racing. This was the world he had dreamed of—where extraordinary beings used their powers for unique purposes, coming together in a single space. The notion that an incredible person like Carly could have such a rich and varied lineage filled him with wonder.

Max's excitement was palpable as he imagined the adventures Carly must have had. But just as soon as the excitement arose, a somber cloud passed over Carly's face as she continued.

Max:I'm also an inventor and a sword user, and my powers are unique—blending both my parents' abilities.

Goku, ever eager, raised his hand as he was still a student himself.

Goku:What happened to my counterpart? What about that Shantae person?

The room fell silent, and everyone leaned in. Carly's expression darkened as her fingers nervously toyed with her hair, concealing her eyes.

Carly:My parents were killed.

In that moment, the vibrant energy of the room shifted.

Max's heart sank, empathy flooding through him. He was reminded that beneath the adventures and abilities lay real struggles. Carly was thrust into this dimension, marked by loss yet brought to a place filled with potential and acceptance.

Max watched as tears glimmered in Carly's eyes, the excitement of introductions offset by the weight of loss.

He could see the hurt echo across the faces of his friends, especially Goku, who withdrew at his own misstep.

Goku:Sorry....

Goku offered, raising his hand with an expression of regret at having asked. The atmosphere grew heavy, and everyone couldn't help but glare at him, the weight of the revelation settling like a storm cloud.

Max:Ignore the idiot.

Max finally said, stepping into the foreground.

Max:You got a family here, Carly!

Confusion stitched her brows as she processed his words.

Carly:I do?

Max:Yeah! US!

Max insisted. The warmth of camaraderie danced on the edge of his words, pouring into an atmosphere thick with uncertainty.

The headmaster stepped in to expound on Max's sentiment.

Headmaster:In the garden of life, we are all flowers of different colors and shapes, rooted in our own distinct soils. Though we may not share the same roots, we bloom side by side, nourished by the sun of shared laughter and the rain of mutual support. Our petals touch in the gentle breeze of connection, and in that intertwining, we become a vibrant tapestry...

Carly's confusion deepened as she processed the metaphors spinning around.

Carly:.....What....?

Max leaned in, simplifying the idea that pulsed through him.

Max:What it means.....Is family isn't just about blood. It's about the people you care about, the connections you form,We care about you, Carly. And if that's not family, I don't know what is.

In that moment, Carly's somber expression brightened, a light breaking through the clouds of grief. She looked at Max, their eyes locked in a shared understanding—one aspiring to forge connections stronger than the ties of blood.

Without thinking, Carly enveloped Max in a hug, and he instinctively returned the embrace, warmth spreading through him like a soft glow. Perhaps this was the adventure he had longed for—a journey not just through cosmic dimensions but one that wove together friendship, resilience, and a reclaiming of family.

Together in the splendor of Nexus Academy, amid rippling realities and ceaseless possibilities, Max realized that the extraordinary wasn't defined by power or ability; it was found in the connections they built and the light they brought into each other's lives. And in that vibrant tapestry of misfits, they had forged something truly special—something that loved, cherished, and accepted.

Max:Welcome to your family, Carly.

A small smile slowly broke through Carly's somber expression. The warmth of understanding poured over her like a gentle tide, and without hesitation, she pulled Max into a hug. His arms wrapped around her, and in that brief moment, a bond began to weave among them—a knot of camaraderie.

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