In an entirely different world under an unknown sky stood an enormous coliseum made of white stones, majestic and imposing. Within one of its chambers, several figures stood around a large magic circle drawn on the floor. Suddenly, a flash illuminated the room.
The magic circle released a mysterious cloud of smoke. Among the shadows, a silhouette began to take shape. It was Son Goku. "The invocation was a complete success," one of the figures that surrounded the magic circle said.
Once the smoke started to fade, Goku turned to observe his surroundings. "Where am I?"
He asked, still confused by what had taken place, and Goku started to rub the back of his head. Despite Kami's insistence that he must pass through the door, he said nothing about the weird writings on the floor or the glowing circle.
Goku noticed the walls, the torches, and the strange clothing of the people surrounding him.
"I wonder if this place is the other world Kami was talking about." He muttered to himself, curiously.
Then a female voice caught his attention. The voice was soft, smooth, and yet firm.
"Just a moment, please. Summon one. I am terribly sorry for summoning you here abruptly."
Goku turned his head toward the female's voice. Standing before him was a beautiful, massively voluptuous woman with purple hair and purple eyes. She wore a white bikini-like outfit, a priestess hat, and a black cape. She gave Goku a calm and elegant smile.
"I'm sorry that I summoned you so suddenly. My name is Zayd, and I'm the head priestess."
Goku looked her up and down, not shamelessly, but more out of simple curiosity than anything else, while maintaining an innocent expression.
Zayd continued to look at Goku. "Please, summoned one, tell us your name."
Goku just crossed his arms behind his head and relaxed. "My name is Son Goku. But you can just call me Goku."
"Okay then, Goku-san, I'll explain everything in just a moment. But before that, we need to do something first."
Zayd then turned around and spoke to one of the figures standing behind her. "Appraisers, please check his skill set."
A man in a white tunic and robes rapidly advances, holding a crystalline plate adorned with symbols.
Goku tilts his head sideways, genuinely curious. "Hey, what do you mean by checking my skills?"
Zayd answered Goku's question with a firm tone in her voice. "When someone is summoned to this world, they receive the blessings of the goddess. And those blessings then manifest themselves in special abilities, such as enhanced strength, agility, or magical powers that can aid them in their battles. We need to identify your skill." Goku just blinked, not understanding.
'Goddess, I wonder if it is like Kami.' He thought confusedly.
The appraiser then activated the plate, and luminous symbols began to appear in front of him. After a few minutes, the eyes of the appraiser opened wide. "This is"
Zayd's face then began to frown. "What's happening?
The appraiser then began to sweat. "His skills. They are." The man had to swallow hard his saliva before continuing to speak. "This subject does not possess any initial skills." A murmur then rippled through the chamber.
"Eh?" Goku pointed at himself. "Is that something bad?"
The appraiser continued, almost shouting. "The blessing skill he got is Copy."
The chamber was silent. The room felt heavy with silence.
The priests looked at each other tensely, and some took a step backward.
Goku then looked from side to side. "Hey, can someone explain what's going on and why everyone is making that face?"
No one answered. Zayd remains motionless for several long seconds. Her expression changed slowly, and her gaze lost its initial kindness. Finally, she let out a long, deep breath that she was holding.
"I can't believe that I managed to collect 1,000 jewels at the very last minute only to summon something like this." She muttered with obvious annoyance. Her eyes fell directly on Goku with disgust. There was no longer a smile on her face but a deep displeasure.
Goku quickly noticed the change, but he didn't seem to be offended. Just curious.
"Something like this." Goku asked, pointing at himself once more. "Hey, if copying skills work in combat, then it sounds awesome."
None of the priests or Zayd answered him. Everyone remained silent.
After a moment of silence, Zayd lost her composure as veins popped out, marking her face as she glared at the priests. All the men trembled head to toe at the wrath of Zayd.
Goku looks from side to side, confused by Zayd's overreaction to his possession of the Copy skill.
"Did you fuckers follow the same procedure as usual? You need to let the magic flow clockwise. Thanks to that same method, I once managed to bring in a general class."
One of the priests nervously spoke. "But the probability of that happening again is very low, Zayd-sama."
"Silence; all of you bastards need to shut up and follow my instructions exactly."
Goku then became a little serious toward Zayd. "Hey, I don't think it's right for you to treat them like that."
Zayd completely ignored Goku. Listen carefully. "Get that thing the fuck out of here already." The atmosphere became even heavier.
"Y-Yes," the priests replied. With trembling hands, they approached Goku and placed magical handcuffs on his wrists. Goku just raised his hands and gazed at the handcuffs. "What are you guys doing?" Goku asked, still more curious than worried.
Zayd thought with barely contained rage. 'A human was summoned with a thousand jewels but lacked any initial skills. This ability is considered a very rare and shit skill. And his blessed skill is that absurd Copy skill.'
Her expression hardened. "He is bound to be sent to the Colosseum as a gladiator-fighting slave. Remove him from my sight and take him to the Colosseum with the other scum." She roared, pointing at Goku with a trembling finger.
The priests swallowed hard. Goku looks at the finger pointing at him. Then he looked at his handcuffs and smiled slightly. He had heard the word 'gladiator' before, in Kami's stories about the ancient warriors on Earth.
"Gladiator. That means I'll be fighting against strong people." His eyes shine in excitement. "Then you guys should have started with that." He stated this while allowing the priests to take him away.
Goku arrived at the slaves' cells several minutes later, escorted by two guards. One opened the cell door as the other stood behind Goku. As the door fully opened, the guard behind Goku tried to kick him in but failed. Goku didn't even budge an inch as the guard who kicked him fell to the ground, holding his leg, feeling his knee being dislocated. Goku walks into the stone cell without any worries. He didn't react to the guard's kick because he didn't feel it.
"So when am I fighting? Are there really strong fighters here?"
"Be quiet." One of the guards ordered him coldly.
Goku then walked toward the cell bars. "Hey, before you guys go tell me something. Why did they bring him here?"
The guard stared at Goku coldly. "You're here because of Zayd-sama's orders and you made her mad."
Goku still does not understand why he is in a cell and feels confused about the situation. "But why? Did I do something wrong?"
The guard then let out a short but mocking laugh. "I mean look at you. You were born without any starting skills. Plus, you have the shittiest blessing skill out there: the Copy Skill. So yeah, except from here on, be treated like garbage regardless of where you go. In this country, all that matters is having strong skills."
Goku just blinked. "Useless"
The guard continue to laugh again as he begins to walk away. "Good luck, you'll need it.
Goku stared at the bars for a few seconds, then sat down on the floor, crossing his legs and scratching the back of his head in confusion. "What a strange world. Why would Kami send me here on a planet like this?
"PFFT!"
A suppressed laugh echoed in the cell. Goku then turned his head toward where the laugh was coming from. He saw leaning against the wall with her arms crossed was a woman with blonde hair and red eyes. Her smile was wide and clearly amused. But in the end she couldn't hold her laugh.
"Hahahaha, summoned. You got summoned, and your blessing is Copy Skill. Talk about being unlucky, my dude."
Goku just watched her curiously. "Oh, and who are you?"
"Just like you, I'm also a gladiator slave. My name is Zulu. Nice to meet you." The blonde introduced herself with a smile.
Goku also smiled. "It's nice to meet you too. My name is Son Goku, but you can just call me Goku."
The naturalness of his response made Zulu raise an eyebrow.
"Hey, so how did you end up here?"
Zulu just shrugged her shoulders. "Let's just say I made a little trouble; it didn't sit well with certain people, I got caught, and I was thrown in here."
Zulu then stared at Goku carefully and closely.
"From the looks of it, it doesn't seem like anyone tried to explain about how things work in this world."
Goku just shook his head.
Seen this Zulu smile. "Want me to explain things to you. So you know what you've gotten yourself mixed into."
"Yes, please." Goku quickly responded by clapping his hands together.
Zulu just giggled a bit. "I will assist you this time, as you have just been summoned and currently lack the funds to pay for information. This time, I'll give you a special service for free."
Goku then sat down in front of Zulu, resting his arms on his knees.
"Let's see, I guess I'll start with the reason you were summoned."