Chapter Title: "Saiyan Saga: Pole, Pride, and Payback,4 th wall break?"
After the shemron wish
[Scene: Capsule Corporation – Nighttime]
Vegeta's pole... I mean, PRIDE... is at an all-time high. His chest puffed out, eyes narrowed like he's about to fight Frieza again. He walks toward Bulma's capsule with a sinister grin—ready to settle a score. The 10-second humiliation was personal. Tonight, he's here for vengeance.
[Interior – Outside Bulma's Capsule Room]
Just as he's about to barge in, he hears voices inside. He freezes, ki suppressed.
Bulma's Dad (laughing softly):
"Bulma... did that drug work?"
Bulma (smirking):
"He didn't even last 10 seconds. Mission embarrassment successful. Honestly, your pole-timer reducer formula worked better than expected."
Bulma's Dad:
"But why make something like this?"
Bulma (sinisterly confident):
"Simple. For guys like him—so full of pride and ego—the only way to tame them... is to break their spirit first. Crush the pride, then heal the soul."
Vegeta's pupils shrink. Every humiliating moment—Bikini Man, Poop Boy, Old Man in Hotel—comes rushing back like a PTSD montage. His aura begins to flicker violently.
[Dramatic Door Slide Open]
Vegeta enters like a wrathful god. His eyes bloodshot. Ki flaring. He storms in, grabs Bulma by the neck—not enough to choke, but enough to show fury.
Vegeta (growling in pain & rage):
"Speak, woman. WHY did you do this to me?!"
Bulma (unbothered queen):
"Let my neck go, monkey... and look in the mirror."
Vegeta turns slowly—
[Mirror Scene: A golden glow emerges. His hair now bright yellow. Lightning flickers. He's a Super Saiyan.]
Vegeta (eyes wide, voice trembling):
"W-What is this... how... I... I did it? But… how?"
Bulma (walking slowly to him, proud like a mad scientist):
"I did a case study on Saiyans. I found that Super Saiyan form only emerges under extreme emotional trauma and rage... So I gave you trauma."
Vegeta (still stunned):
"YOU... planned my emotional destruction?!"
Bulma (smirks, steps closer):
"And now you're golden, baby."
Vegeta's fury turns into an intense smirk. All the pain, shame, and confusion melt into excitement. He looks at her with wild eyes.
Vegeta (grinning):
"Fine. Let's check if your damn pole timer reduce drug still works."
Bulma (laughing nervously):
"Wait—WAIT, monkey boy! I need to recalibrate—"
[CUT TO BLACK – NIGHT ROARS ON]
Only sound we hear is:
"AHHHH! VEGE—TA! NOT THAT HARD!"
"PRINCE OF ALL SAIYANS NEVER RESTS!"
"MY SPINEEEE!!"
[Next Morning – Cave Scene]
Smoke rises from the bulma cave like a volcanic eruption. Birds fly away. A wild wind howls.
[Exterior – Vegeta stands shirtless on the cliff, pride restored, arms folded. Hair glowing. ha, lips swollen, neck covered in red marks.]
Bulma (groaning):
"You could've warned me about Super Saiyan stamina..."
Vegeta (smirking like a god):
"I did say we'd check my timing."
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Smoke rises gently from the building. Bulma lies unconscious, peacefully smiling, her mission complete. But the real storm brews elsewhere…
VEGETA stands shirtless, arms crossed, his hair crackling with leftover Super Saiyan energy. But he isn't calm—he's furious. He turns... and looks directly at the screen.
Vegeta (to YOU, the narrator):
"You. Yeah, you! Don't pretend like you can't hear me. Show yourself."
Narrator (voiceover):
"Wait… what the—? Did he just break the 4th wall!?"
Vegeta (growling):
"Get out here, you voice-in-the-sky coward! You humiliated me! You made me the 10-second early ki dropping guy, a candy theif of poop boy! The bikini guy! But most traumatic The old man hotel embarrassment! And now you're hiding?!"
[Suddenly, the sky rips open. The NARRATOR floats down awkwardly in a gaming chair, holding a laptop and a cold chai cup.]
Narrator (nervous smile):
"Okay okay okay—look, I gave you Super Saiyan back, right? That's gotta count for something!"
Vegeta (yelling):
"At what cost?! You destroyed my pride! You made me weaker than Kakarot again! You don't understand what it's like… to be inferior!"
Vegeta:
"But you broke my pride, you made me cry, and worse—you made me relatable!"
Narrator (pauses dramatically, with sad anime eyes):
"You think you're the only one who's suffered?"
Rain starts falling again—but only on the narrator.
Narrator: ( first i being honest with my readers)
"I research English stories even when my English isn't perfect… I read references I barely understand… I use every tool I can— check my story chapter alone, AI assistants, dictionary tabs open on browsers… Just to tell my stories. Honestly. For my readers."
Vegeta (blinks):
"…Wait. You mean… you write in your own language first?"
Narrator (nods):
"Yes. Then I translate it, fix my grammar line-by-line. It's not always perfect. But it's from my heart. I just want readers to feel it. Even if it's flawed."
Narrator (dramatically clutching his chest):
"Maybe... maybe I do..."
Sad anime violin music kicks in. Rain starts falling but only on the narrator.
Narrator (voice cracking):
"I'm just a fanfic writer… I write little stories… sometimes even R18 stuff… just to promote my second novel… but no one comments. No one says 'Nice story, bro'. They just… read in silence…
Vegeta (blinking, awkward):
"Uhh… bro, that's… kinda depressing. Why do you keep writing then?"
Narrator (eyes shining like a shoujo character):
"Because! Creating my own world is fun! I may not be professional… but I believe one day, my readers will understand my heart, point out my mistakes, and help make my stories EPIC. That's the dream."
Vegeta (nodding slowly):
"Okay... that's actually… deep."
[Suddenly, GOKU appears with a bowl of ramen in hand.]
Goku:
"Yo! But dude… if you wanna attract readers, why use R18 stuff?"
Vegeta and Narrator (together):
"STILL A CHILD."
"Yo! That's deep. But bro, about that pole thing… in R18?"
Narrator (grinning):
"I want to attract a mature audience. And keep the younger ones away."( In mind, Slowly I think I change my approach)
My audience brain is clever and sharp not like you bird brain Goku
Goku: Man that's Herts I know you are talking about my extention pole which I carry with my nimbus during dragon ball time
Vegeta and narrrotor: crying Seeing Goku innocence, they started crying, thinking about how Chi-Chi must have handled it all
[Suddenly, Goku and Vegeta start arguing.]
Goku:
"Okay okay, but I want to be the main character in the next chapter!"
Vegeta:
"Over my dead Saiyan body! It's my arc now!"
Goku:
"I'm more popular, bro. Fans love me!"
Vegeta:
"Yeah, but I have the gigantic pole now!"
Narrator (facepalming):
"Can you both shut up?! I haven't even planned the next chapter yet!"
[Both Goku and Vegeta freeze, then stare at the narrator.]
Narrator (blushing, awkward):
"I-I mean… It's all part of the plan… heh… totally under control."
[Suddenly dramatic piano music starts.]
Narrator (turning to audience):
"Anyway… before our nonsense ruins your mood, dear reader… let me say this."
Narrator (hands behind back, soft smile):
"I know I'm not perfect. My stories might be wild, silly, dramatic, with lots of errors ( i sometimes forget my character name what I give them )or even cringe. But if you're still here reading… thank you. I promise to keep writing for you. And yeah… stay tuned for the next chaos-packed part of... Dragon Pole Z."
Vegeta (cutting in angrily):
"And why do you always call it Pole Z?! That's not even a thing in the real instead use real word DI__
Narrator (covers his mouth instantly):
"Shh. That's for the mature audience."
dramatic ending music. Chapter ends with a freeze frame: Narrator smiling like an anime villain, Goku laughing, and Vegeta still trying to scream but muted.]
[To be continued…]