Here it is, mortals...
"Zero Mortal Plan- Reawakened"
Chapter 1: Endife Black
Two Saiyans charged at each other, throwing constant blows. One was male and one was female, and the female was clearly overpowered. After a few minutes, the two sat on the ground and chuckled.
"You've gotten better," the man said. "I daresay you're on Yanato's level."
"Oh, zip it," the girl replied. "You know that's not true."
The man's name was Endife, and he was the son of Goku Black. Over time he began to build a life on Earth, and Black's plans never succeeded. It has been 6 years since Black and Zamasu's death. He had made friends like a Saiyan named Yanato and another Saiyan named Ceria, the very girl he was training with now.
A few minutes later the two parted ways and Endife went to a nearby mountain range. There was a grassy cliff he liked to sit on, sometimes to train his ki, other times to clear his mind. Today, it was to take a nap.
He laid down and stared at the sky, slowly falling asleep.
But this time, his sleep wouldn't be pleasant.
"Endife..." a voice called. "Why have you failed me?"
Suddenly, Endife was dragged into Hell, a man clad in black towering over him.
"Wh-what the hell? What do you want?" Endife asked the man.
"I already told you..." the man said, coming into view. "I want to know why you failed me... son."
...
Endife stood respectively for his father. This was a frightening experience for him, he hadn't seen Black in 10 years. Endife had always feared his father, but this... this was beyond fear.
Black looked the boy up and down, a spitting image of what he expected. Tough, brutal, and most of all... divine. But he kept waiting for an answer, his patience slowly growing shorter.
Endife still didn't answer the question, and eventually Black spoke up.
"... Is there a reason for your hesitance?"
His muscles stiffened from his father's question, him unable to meet the man's eyes.
"Surely you understand," the black clad Saiyan asked, tone calm, but him feeling the coldness of his tone beneath it, "these mortals are to be exterminated, without question, and without exception."
Black grasped his son by the chin, forcibly pulling it up to make Endife face him.
By now, all pretense of friendliness had vanished.
"Why are you procrastinating? Have you forgotten the reason for your existence?" He asked, Endife's pulse beating in his ears as he looked into his father's eyes.
There was a sliver of energy that entered from the touch, and Endife's back arched, a scream of pain ripping through the air as he felt it, black lightning zapping and forming all around him, Black letting him go as his body went limp, crumpling to the ground and shaking with the severity of a seizure under the almost casual display of power by Black.
The man pressed his foot under Endife's chin, lifting his head up above the ground, Endife breathing heavily as he looked up to him.
Black studied his face for a moment, then was suddenly wearing that same callous grin that so often marked his features.
"... I see." He said, and with a hollow tone, he chuckled, a chill running up Endife's spine as his spasming finally ceased, Black grasping him by the hair and pulling him up to his eye level. "You've been corrupted by these sinful creatures, haven't you?"
"N-No." He wheezed, only for Black's fist to ram into and disappear into Endife's stomach, him coming short of breath.
"If there is an answer, then tell me what it is." He told him, before his smile broadened slowly. "You wouldn't want to make me angry, would you?"
His smile, callous and sadistic, made Endife fail to keep his nerves in check.
"I... I..."
Another punch came, this time to his rib cage, shattering half of it.
"You're only doing this to yourself." Black whispered into his ear. "You *realize* that, don't you?"
Another flurry of blows came, his knee caps breaking, elbows being bent in unnatural angles, chest caved in in several places, and it was all Endife could do to yell in pain as he wished for this agony to end.
Black studied his expression, and again, his smile fell, replaced by cold disappointment.
"It's a shame, if nothing else, that so many years, invested in making you my successor, would be for naught; and all because of a foolish woman you've barely known, compared to me, the person you owe your existence to. Should I rectify that?"
Endife grit his teeth, looking up to him.
"Do whatever you want... You're dead anyways. Your stupid plan can't get carried out."
"Whoever said that I truly died?" Black seemed to derive a level of bemusement from his defiance. "You really think me so short-sighted? Your life was never yours... The fact that you control your body has been the only solace I've granted you. But I can still take it away... and I'll be all the stronger for it. How else could I be talking to you as I have?"
Endife's eyes widened, and Black's smirk grew anew.
"But... no matter."
He dropped him on his broken legs, Endife giving a pained yell as this happened, bending his legs into even more unnatural angles as his flesh tore. Black looked over Endife's body, then spoke again.
"If nothing else... I will educate you on where you've erred, in letting your mind be *tainted* so easily."
Endife remained still. It was painful to move, so he waited for his father to speak.
"Some of the lesser gods of this Multiverse may have a number of redeemable qualities," Black began, "but they all universally fail, in one way or another. This much should be more obvious than everything else. From the contingencies of every planet having a Guardian deity, to the fact that the Supreme Kais have their life forces tied to Gods of Destruction... All of those things are inherent fallacies."
Black spread his hands apart, before his body was engulfed in a dark, reddish-purple energy, the form of Super Saiyan Rose being shown to Endife.
"Though this form was one brought about by my perfect design and creation, it was originally the greatest sign of the flaw of that system. Guardians and Destroyers... *Both* of them were mortals at the time of their creation, trained to become the gods of their worlds and universes. It merges what should never have been: Mortals attaining the power of divinity. And yet, though they gain the *physical* power, they lack the *spirit* of it. The Destroyer of that wretched Son Goku's universe was one who did nothing, while entire planets were destroyed by mortals of unclean hearts. Even the Supreme Kais, his very lifelines, could barely escape death by a demon's works, all because of his sleeping patterns."
He scowled.
"But then, the blame is a double edged sword, in and of itself. The entire system *hinges* upon mortals becoming gods, regardless of whether or not they're truly deserving of the role. In no one else is this more prevalent than in Son Goku, but, for the sake of thoroughness, I will explain another. There was a Destroyer whose life was tied with my universe's Supreme Kai, Master Gowasu. Though Gowasu's ideas came from a benevolent place, that Destroyer, Rumush, outright refused to do his required job as a Destroyer, on the basis of laziness. The other Destroyers have follies of their own, of that much I'm perfectly certain. Therefore, it is only a matter of course that they be killed as well for their incompetence."
Then he stepped on his son's arm, Endife again yelling in pain.
"But when I fought Goku and Vegeta, I saw the true felony that I had seen only once before, and I didn't see it in person until that point," he started again. "Mimicry. Their 'Super Saiyan God' forms are bad enough, just trying to imitate the gods, but when I saw the one called 'Vegito', I had all the proof I needed. Potara fusion should be reserved only to beings that are high up in scale, yet the mortals use the Potara freely. And the Kaioshins let them. That is the bigger problem. The fact that no matter how much we put them down, mortals continue to try and be gods. Destroyers are a perfect example of the stupidity that other gods allow."
Then he paused briefly and continued.
"The utter existence of these mortals is a sin in itself, and every action they take just supports my cause. They want to be superior, but they will never measure up to a god."
Black grabbed Endife by the collar and smirked.
"You understand now, don't you? There's no hiding the revelation you've had."
Endife sighed in defeat and nodded. "You're right. Mortals deserve nothing more than eradication. I shouldn't have been so foolish as to make an acquaintance with one, much less befriend one. I apologize for my idiocy."
Black then healed the boy's wounds and chuckled.
"Soon, my son, the multiverse will be just as it should be. Pure. And you will be the cause... Endife Black."
Endife's power began to soar, and he grinned evilly. "I like that..."
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To be continued
