The fusion of Kami and Piccolo clearly placed Piccolo in the dominant position. Therefore, techniques that originally belonged to Piccolo—such as the Special Beam Cannon—were retained.
However, Kami's abilities, like creating the Dragon Balls and traveling between the living world and the afterlife, were not inherited by the fused Piccolo.
As a result, after Kami and Piccolo fused, the Dragon Balls turned to stone. Later, Son Goku specifically went to Namek and brought back Dende to become the new Kami, restoring the Dragon Balls.
But Roy had no intention of using such a method. Anything that might affect his personality or way of thinking—even slightly—was something he would never adopt.
…
Roy looked at the gradually forming figure in front of him, feeling somewhat conflicted. Seeing another version of himself appear before his eyes—no matter how he thought about it—was terrifying.
Black light began to outline a human shape: limbs, torso, head… all taking form one after another.
Finally, at the moment the body was completely formed, a dark and terrifying aura erupted from it.
The newly formed figure clenched his hand, and the aura that had swept across the entirety of Kukuroo Mountain was instantly withdrawn.
Even so, the members of the Zoldyck family had already sensed it.
"Oh my, oh my… this feels amazing! Having my own body—this feeling is just the best!"
The new figure stretched his body, his face full of delight.
Roy observed everything carefully.
The person before him… was also Roy.
More precisely—
Dark Roy.
His height, build, and appearance were exactly the same as Roy's.
Even the number of hairs on his head matched perfectly.
The only difference was that Dark Roy was completely naked, without a single piece of clothing.
Dark Roy turned his head and locked eyes with the original Roy, grinning:
"Hey, strictly speaking, we're the same person. You're not really going to let me run around naked, are you? After all, this body is just like yours~"
If Roy's smile was warm like sunlight, then Dark Roy's smile was wicked and unrestrained—like a villain straight out of a drama.
(From here on, the original Roy will simply be referred to as Roy.)
Roy's mouth twitched slightly. This dark version of himself had an extremely unpleasant personality.
Still, Roy didn't stop moving. He casually took a set of clothes out of a Capsules and tossed them over.
By coincidence, it was a black long coat.
"Thanks~"
Dark Roy put it on and then glanced behind Roy.
"That sword on your back looks pretty good. Mind if I—"
"No."
Roy's expression darkened. This guy really did whatever he pleased.
"Fine, whatever. I didn't really care anyway~"
Dark Roy shrugged indifferently—though his eyes remained fixed on Future Trunks' sword.
Lying without even blinking.
Unforgivable.
Dark Roy looked around, then sneered at Roy:
"I suppose you're thinking the same as me—merge together, with yourself taking the dominant position, right?"
Roy neither confirmed nor denied.
"I can tell you right now—that's impossible! I finally got out into this world. There's no way I'm going back! No way!"
Dark Roy's voice turned low and intense.
"Even if I get beaten to death, die outside, or get ganged up on—I refuse to disappear again!"
His expression twisted with ferocity.
But Roy remained unmoved.
Based on the way he spoke earlier and that annoying personality, Roy knew—there was definitely more coming.
"Heh… of course, if I'm the one in control, then merging isn't entirely off the table."
Roy: "..."
This guy changed his attitude instantly. What a terrible personality.
Did this really come from me?
Roy slowly drew out Future Trunks' Sword and pointed it at Dark Roy.
"You're too dangerous. I won't let you roam free and harm others. So—"
"So you're going to beat me half to death and lock me up?"
"You're overthinking it. That's impossible."
"Why?"
"…Because right now, we have the same power."
Dark Roy's grin remained wicked.
Indeed, in Dragon Ball, when Kami separated and created King Piccolo, the latter immediately descended upon the world and wreaked havoc.
At that time, even a martial artist like Mutaito couldn't defeat him, and ultimately had to sacrifice himself using the Evil Containment Wave.
This showed that even after separation, King Piccolo retained a portion of Kami's power and abilities—such as the Namekian method of reproduction.
"Oh? Is that so? But judging from the aura you released earlier… you don't seem as strong as me~"
Roy immediately exposed Dark Roy's lie.
…
"Really? I think we're about the same~"
Dark Roy showed no embarrassment at being exposed.
"But even if I'm weaker, you still can't kill me. Because we're the same person. I am you, and you are me. If I die, you die too. And if I want to leave, you can't stop me. Not to mention…"
Dark Roy raised one hand.
A dark golden and blood-red light burst forth from it.
"And I've got this."
"…What?!"
Roy's pupils shrank.
He knew exactly what that light represented.
Seven days ago, when they had just arrived at the Zoldyck estate, it was the absurdly overpowered Nen ability Roy had manifested—
Dende's Healing Technique.
A miraculous healing ability comparable to Senzu Beans.
On Namek, no matter how severe the injury, it could be healed.
Even when Vegeta intentionally had Krillin blast a hole through his stomach to recover from near death and achieve greater power, Dende healed him instantly—restoring even the massive hole in his abdomen as if nothing had happened.
From a biological standpoint, if flesh and internal organs could be restored, then severed limbs should also be recoverable.
That made sense. Namekians already possessed extremely strong regenerative abilities. As long as the head remained intact, the body could fully recover.
Having such powerful healing abilities was only natural.
(End of Chapter)
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