CHAPTER 11: THE MAKERS OF GOKU & THE LEGACY OF A GOD
Scene: A barren wasteland under an alien sky.
The air hums with energy, as if the entire planet is holding its breath. The ground cracks beneath Goku’s feet, his golden aura roaring like a supernova. But there is no opponent. No enemy in sight. Only the wind, the silence—
—And a single playing card fluttering to the ground.
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GOKU:
(Looking around, confused, fists clenched)
“Huh? Where are you? Come on, no need to be shy! Let’s fight already!”
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ARCHITECT (Voice Over, Calm and Measured):
“Fight? Goku, you and I both know that’s not what this is.”
The ground beneath Goku shifts—suddenly, he is somewhere else. A floating city, vast and endless, suspended in an ocean of stars. The sky above flickers, the stars rearranging into symbols, equations, and codes beyond human comprehension.
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GOKU:
(Eyes wide, tensing up)
“Teleportation? Nah… my Instant Transmission didn’t kick in. Where the heck am I?”
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ARCHITECT:
“You are inside my battlefield, Son Goku. And here, fists mean nothing.”
Goku feels it—his Ki, his very essence, being analyzed, broken apart, rewritten. For a moment, his aura flickers, not weakening—but shifting. Like something fundamental about him is being… restructured.
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GOKU:
(Clenching his fists, trying to flare his aura back up, frowning)
“What the hell is this? I still feel strong, but something’s off…”
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ARCHITECT:
“Of course it is. You are a warrior. You think in transformations, power levels, and raw strength. But you fail to grasp the real fight that is happening here.”
Goku grins sharply.
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GOKU:
“Tch. You sound like Vegeta when he overthinks things.” (Eyes flash, body loosening.) “But I don’t need to understand a fight to win it.”
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Then—Goku moves.
Faster than light.
The stars themselves bend as he surges forward, a shockwave ripping through reality. In an instant, he is behind the source of the voice—
—A dark silhouette on a floating throne.
Goku swings.
A single, perfect strike—one that should erase anything in its path. But just before impact—
—The throne vanishes.
Goku doesn’t stop. He twists mid-air, launching a barrage of blows in every direction. Each punch rips holes into the illusion, shattering entire sections of reality.
But the Architect is never there.
Suddenly, thousands of screens materialize in the sky, displaying infinite versions of Goku. He sees himself going Ultra Instinct, Super Saiyan Blue, even his most powerful forms. But in every timeline, every possibility—
He loses.
Something always stops him. A force he cannot punch. A strategy he cannot see. A move he never knew existed.
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Fantasy"The Book of Origin: Codex Architectus" The universe wasn't born. It was written. Before time, the Architect carved reality into pages-then vanished. What's left behind is the Codex: a living manuscript that rewrites everything you thought was true...
