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"You and your pride, as always." Whis sighed as he rolled his eyes and shook his head in disapproval. It has become his favorite catchphrase since the day he decided to train me on how to unleash my Super Saiyan god powers back when I was still a mortal Saiyan. He always say those words whenever I get too stubborn even after he has warned me not to do something troublesome and would get things messed up.

I could feel Shin's odd stare as he was probably debating within himself whether to speak or not. I turned to him and smiled, "What is it?"

Shin shrugged uneasily, darting his eyes away, "I... I just thought you shouldn't have provoked the other gods that way. It would be hard for us to seek their help if Amanojaku indeed showed itself in our Universe and we cannot do anything about it."

I snorted out loud, "Don't worry about it. We can find a way." I told him.

"But, Vegeta-sama!"

Why do I get the feeling that this has happened before? Hundreds of years ago? Inside Babidi's ship?

"Aha! There you go again, Shin! Honestly if you and I weren't bounded together I would have destroyed you already for always underestimating me!"

"No, I'm not! You have no idea how extremely powerful Amanojaku is! He's even more powerful than Babidi and if-!"

"-Just as I have no idea how 'extremely powerful' Majin Buu was years ago?"

Shin frowned at my sarcastic commentary, "Yes."

"Look, back then I was a mortal Saiyan. I had a mortal body that has mortal limits. Compared to now as an immortal god of Destruction, each time I take damage, recovers instantly and is pushed to the limits, I grow exponentially stronger and stronger. It's the secret formula to the powers of the mighty Saiyan Race combined with the powers of divinity."

"I think you are misinterpreting what Kaioshin-sama was saying, Vegeta-sama." Whis interrupted. "As your teacher, I agree that what you are trying to say is actually true. However, you forgot one clear detail. Amanojaku is a spirit deity, meaning it could attach itself to anyone or anything it wants so please do not take it lightly. And I think you, being the most powerful deity of the Seventh Universe, will be Amanojaku's target. That's if he gets reborn in this Universe, of course."

"Like I'll let that stupid spirit attach itself to me."

"If it possessed Jii for example, are you willing to destroy your own descendant?"

"Of course." I huffed. Whis raised a thin eyebrow at my cold response.

"Let me rephrase that. What if Bulma gets reincarnated and Amanojaku attaches itself to her soul? Are you willing to destroy her by your own two hands?"

"That's-!"

"That is your weakness." Whis pointed out. I froze, unable to find the words to retort back. "If Amanojaku finds that out, this entire Universe will be plunged into chaos and destruction. Not because of your powers as a God of Destruction but because of your own unnecessary arrogance and your stray thoughts. That's exactly what the late Beerus pointed out to you many years ago. That is also the reason why Quitela told Heles not to say anything to you so they can destroy both you and Amanojaku together. They were actually trying to kill two birds in one stone by hoping that Amanojaku gets reborn in this Universe so it can attach itself to you. They saw through your weakness and they plan to use it against you. Do you understand what I'm telling you?"

I shrugged, feeling kind of humiliated. "Well... I was going to say 'That's obvious. Of course, my duties as a God of Destruction shall always come first.', but here you are thinking I won't be able to destroy her reincarnation just because it used to be my beloved blue." I mumbled.

Whis gave me a doubtful look and I tried to ignore it as I turned my back on him.

I knew I was pretending. My feelings for my dead wife was unquestionable. When Whis pointed out that it could become my weakness when I fight this Amanojaku thing, I remember the times in my younger days when I thought the same thing. I was proven wrong and he knows how many times I gained new levels of power just by thinking of my family. However, both Beerus and Whis pointed out to me so many times that it could become a potential weakness to me when I decided to become a God of Destruction. I do not really understand why Whis would remind me such a thing and call my feelings chains and weights now.

"Listen, I do not regret whatever I said or did just now. That's why I have to seek an even greater power. I have to grow stronger in order to protect the Seventh Universe no matter what and prove myself to those who dared to underestimate not just me but my Universe entirely. I will never let that Amanojaku touch my family or even her reincarnation. I will pull him out and destroy him if he does, I swear!"

Shin stared at Whis. My guide angel shook his head once again about my stubbornness.

"You and your pride..." Whis sighed. "Fine. Just say the word and we'll begin your training."

"Vegeta-sama has never changed. Prideful and arrogant as always." Shin chuckled to himself.

"Actually, this is the first time in his five hundred years of being the God of Destruction of the Seventh Universe that I saw him this fired up again. He may act like he's the same most of the time but I know... I was getting worried about him since Lady Bulma's untimely death. Perhaps, the other gods underestimating his pride and Amanojaku's threat brought back the lost fire in him."

"So does that mean what you said to Quitela and the others is just a bluff?" Shin gasped at me in surprise.

"Not really. The reason why I stopped their squabble is because I'm afraid of what would happen to Vegeta if a fight indeed breaks out. Yes, it is a taboo for gods to battle each other but there is another reason why I told him to control his temper." Whis responded.

"What? But I thought you said you didn't want him to provoke anyone?"

"Yes, I didn't want him to provoke anyone into provoking him into revealing his secret."

"Secret?"

Whis gazed at me with a questioning look, silently asking if he should let Shin into our little secret.

"Enough of this, Whis. Stop saying things that you shouldn't." I ordered him.

"Of course, milord."Whis chuckled.

"Let's go. Let me leave something for Jii for a moment and let's begin training."

"As you wish."

We went to Earth and returned to my residence. I had Whis fill the kitchen with all the groceries and food so Jii can feed for himself while I am gone. I called Boksa to tell him that I will be gone for a while and have someone take care of Jii in my absence.

I took my smartphone and ordered the newest release of the gaming consoles and some of the best selling games it can play. I left a note on the fridge: 'You know the drill. You can play these all you want but make sure to keep your grades up or I will kill you. I'll be gone for a while, Jii. Take care of yourself. I left you with everything you need while I am gone. Call your grandfather or your parents if you need anything more.'

I met with the babysitter Boksa assigned for a moment and gave her a few instructions before I left.

Whis brought me to a different dimension his staff created for me to train in. He called this place a 'Closed Space' and I had been training here since I became the God of Destruction. It basically has the same properties and abilities as the Room of Spirit and Time but is more powerful than that. Inside this place, the time, temperature, gravity, air pressure and the surroundings can change to unbelievable levels. It can also create powerful opponents for me to train with. It was a harsh and intense training ground, perfect for someone as powerful as a God of Destruction.

According to Whis, this is the only place where I can unleash my full power and fight without holding anything back. As this is a closed space separate from the real world, nobody aside from Whis can witness my continuous growth in strength. That is the secret we were trying to keep. Whis stopped the squabble between me and the other gods to prevent them from knowing the truth about my true power. Like I said, being born as a mortal Saiyan with royal blood and ascending to the realm of the deities by becoming an immortal God of Destruction made me the unique one among the other gods.

Unleashing my divine powers as the God of Destruction in its full force, I crouched down into a fighting stance as my surroundings warped into the new stage of my training.


Three Earth days later, which is equal to three years in the closed space, I ended my training. After Whis had magically cleaned me up with a wave of his staff, I proceeded to the feast he had sumptuously prepared for me. While he waited for me to finish my food, he received an unexpected call from Shin.

"Hello, Kaioshin-sama." Whis said to the glowing crystal of his staff as he answered the call.

"Good afternoon, Whis-san. Is Vegeta-sama with you today? I have something to report." I heard Shin said. Whis turned his eyes to me and I nodded silently, giving him the permission to put the call in holographic format. Whis lightly tapped his staff twice against the floor and Shin's holographic image zoomed in from the crystal.

"What is it?" I asked, putting my chopsticks down and gazed up at Shin.

"We have received a report that something odd is happening within the North Sector. I've been communicating with King Kai of the North about this." Shin informed.

King Kai is the guardian Deity of the North Galaxy.

"And?" I asked.

"The planet in question is Planet Miho of the Ku System, universal code, Planet 2492 Silver 997, home to the Yokojins."

I narrowed my eyes when I heard a familiar term. "Yokojins, eh?"

"Are they familiar to you?" asked Whis.

"Yeah." I responded. "Like the Saiyans, the Yokojins also awaken their true power and true forms during the full moon. The Nine Tailed foxes. They have an uncanny ability to eat and absorb the ki of their enemies and add it to their own power. In their beast forms, they have a hunger for their enemy's livers. They aren't exactly evil though because as far as I know they also fight against other races that threaten their home and neighboring planets."

"Sounds like you know much about them." Whis said.

"I was actually sent on a mission to eliminate them when I was a child. It's one mission I failed. After that, I completely forgot about them. I was sent to another mission and I never get the chance to get my revenge on them."

"Really? What a coincidence this is." Shin said.

"It seems you are offering some chance for Vegeta-sama to get his revenge, Kaioshin-sama." Whis muttered with a look of disapproval.

"Uh... I'm not exactly saying that. I didn't know he had a history with them. My apologies. I'll try to look for someone else to investigate-."

"Wait, Shin." I stopped him.

"What is it, Vegeta-sama?"

"Whatever history I had with them in the past doesn't matter to me anymore. As a God of Destruction, I have duties to fulfill and any personal or emotional attachments should not stop me. What happened to the Yokojins and you contacted me?"

"Uhm..." Shin hesitated at first, unsure if he should tell me or not. He reluctantly did so. "You see, King Kai of the North sensed an incredible evil power appear on that planet and it's spreading across the world like a plague. I was thinking if we should start investigating it as it could be a sign of Amanojaku's rebirth."

"I see. Then I'll go and investigate it."

"But, Vegeta-sama, Daishinkan-sama said that-!"

"I know, I know. I'm not going to chase it, okay? I'm just going to take a closer look." I assured him. I waved my hand to silently tell Whis to hang up.

"Thank you for the information, Kaioshin-sama." Whis said before he tapped the end of his staff twice on the floor. Shin's holographic image burst into green sparks.

I proceeded to finish all the food before me as fast as I could before I said, "I'm done. Let's go, Whis."

Whis chuckled to himself. "You look raring to go already?"

"Of course." I snorted.

"Alright then."


Whis took me right in front of Planet Miho with his hyperspace flight. As soon as I saw the planet before my eyes, I immediately flinched at the extremely maleficent energies I could sense down there. It hit me like an extremely nauseous odor.

"What the hell is this?!" I harshly demanded Whis. I know that even if I cannot sense ki during the time I first visited this planet as a child, this planet was never this evil.

"Hm... It seems this was even worse than whatever happened to the Saiyans during your first life." Whis responded.

"What?"

Whis stared at me for a moment. A hard gaze. Why is he looking at me like that?

"Do you still wish to proceed to the investigation? We can go and report this incident to Daishinkan-sama." he asked.

"Of course." I responded in a soft snort.

"As you wish, milord." he said.

I slowly exhaled and closed my eyes. Whis used his angel powers to change my clothes into my disguise uniform. A black trench coat on top of my dark blue jumpsuit and my typical white boots. A pendant resembling Whis' crystal on his staff dangled on a golden chain around my neck. This serves as my communication device with my guide angel and the Kaioushin as I do my investigations.

"There you go. Take care and do not go reckless, okay?" Whis said.

I nodded before I descended to the planet.

As soon as I landed on an unpopulated place on Planet Miho, the first thing I had to do was to find the 'perfect disguise' in order to blend in with the people. For me to do so, I have to find someone and replace his existence by destroying his body and soul, and taking his remaining life force into mine. By doing this, I am basically taking his entire identity. People shall recognize me as that person until the time I disregard it.

I stretched out my ki senses to find those who are still not infected by this evil and found someone perfect for me to replace. I waited for him at a park while he was on his way home after buying what it seemed was a chiffon cake. He was a handsome young man, probably around his late twenties if I compare them with humans. With jet black hair, fair skin and a sharp look in his brown eyes. He doesn't look different from humans actually. His body build is about my size, though he wasn't muscular and he donned something that looked more expensive than the common Yokojin I saw back then. He looked like he came from a noble family. Despite the valiant look on his face when he saw me, I could tell that he has a pure heart. He kind of reminded me of my younger brother, Tarble, who had the same fearsome features as I have but is actually a gentle one.

"Who are you?" he asked when he found me. He probably could tell that I am not from this world.

"I am Vegeta the Fourth, the last Crown Prince of the Saiyan Warrior Race." I answered him.

"Saiya..?"

He was confused. It was sad that he probably has never heard of us because five hundred years had already passed since Kakarot and I have supposedly perished in this universe.

I stepped forward towards him. He instinctively stepped back in trepidation for some reason. I could smell his fear from here. He could probably feel just how intimidating and dangerous I truly am. It was a common reaction despite me not unleashing my powers yet.

"Is... Is there anything I can help you with?" he asked in a stuttering, breaking tone.

I stopped just right in front of him, looking up at his brown eyes. "That's right." I responded.

"What... What is it?"

"That existence of yours. I need to borrow it."

"Eh? What do you mean?" he asked, even more confused.

I raised a hand, pointing at him with my index finger, concentrating my powers as the God of Destruction into the tip of my finger and lightly poked his chest.

Kawaru.

In an instant, the young man's body flashed a blinding purple light. It slowly turned into light particles until it coalesced into a small sphere of ki energy. His clothes and his belongings dropped to the ground right in front of me.

'Such a weak ki," I observed as I took the sphere into my hand. I smirked. Yes, this could be the perfect disguise for me.

I closed my hand into a tight fist, absorbing the existence of that young man and forcing my own power into it. As I did that, all memories and emotions of this man flashed at the back of my mind as if I was playing the video of his entire life in fast forward. I gathered all the information I needed before picking up the clothes and things he left on the ground.

Hmm... No wonder why he wears such clothing. He is a prince who was sent out of the Palace. He's very much like my younger brother indeed and for some reason, as soon as I took over his existence, it felt kind of familiar to me, as if I had a deeper connection to this person.

Could he really be?

I went somewhere to hide myself while I change my clothes with his while questioning Whis about something.

"Hey, Whis." I called.

"I'm here, Vegeta-sama. Do you need anything?" Whis responded from the flashing crystal of the necklace he gave me.

"The existence I just took over. Can you feel it?"

"Yes, I can."

"Will you be able to find any information about this person's previous life just by sensing his ki?"

"Hmm... Let's see. I'll try. Just give me a minute, please." Whis replied. "Is there any reason why you are curious about this, milord?"

"Nothing. There's just something familiar with it. Perhaps it contains a specific information that could help me with the investigation."

"Oh, what a surprise!" Whis said in awe. "He seems to be in his third cycle of life now. In both his first and second lives, he was a Saiyan like you and he looked very much like you do too. Oh my. I can see that he is indeed a relative of yours. He was your younger brother in his first and second cycles of life."

"What?"

So my younger brother, Tarble was reincarnated as a Yokojin Prince named Rin Miyo and still has the same personality and fate as he did?

Going through Miyo's memories, I learned that he had a rough relationship with his father, Jiyo, the King of this Planet because of some concubine he was suspecting to be a 'conniving snake'. I had no idea why though but it seems Miyo was sensing something sinister within that odd woman, suspecting her to be the one who murdered his mother, the Queen, a few months ago. He also learned that the woman was pregnant with his 'sibling' Miyo doesn't want to accept and that his father was planning to make her his new queen soon.

"For some reason, I can feel that there's something odd going on in here." I muttered. "Whis, I'll call you back when I find more clues."

"Anytime, milord."


Using Miyo's memories, I came home to a rather humble looking house made of mud bricks and roofed by dried leaves. For someone who has royal blood and wears such noble clothing, this place seemed a little less of his status as a prince. It was a commoner's home.

Two people, a female and a male who looked to be the same age as Miyo approached me in an anxious manner.

"Your highness!" they said.

"Where have you been all this time?! We were looking all around for you!" whined the female.

According to Miyo's memories, these two people have been serving him as his attendant and bodyguard since he was a child.

"I went to the bakery to buy this." I said, showing them the chiffon cake Miyo brought earlier before I took over his place.

"You could have ordered us to buy it for you! You know how dangerous it is for you to just roam around! The virus might get to you! If you become one of them, His Majesty will have our heads for dinner!"

I rolled my eyes off her. "Like I'll get sick that easily." I mumbled. I threw my shoes on the pavement and hurled the box of cake on the floor. Like I have the time to eat that thing. I heard the two of them, Miyo's servants, whispered to each other.

"Odd. Has Prince Miyo ever acted that way?"

I ignored that. I have no qualms about the manners or reputation of this prince at all. I was only here to use his existence as my tool to investigate this area before I decide to destroy this world.

I went straight to the living room to turn on the television. I need to see the news. It was perfect timing that the reporter was talking about the virus the female mentioned earlier.

The virus was of unknown origin but there was a speculation that it started to spread on a bordello near the Royal City. The virus isn't a physical sickness like how it affects humans, it attacks the mental state of the mind, feeding on the person's inner 'desires' and intensifying it to the point of the patient's mental breakdown, thus amplifying his power to unknown levels and turning them into evil 'monsters' that feed on the blood of their kind. This said virus spreads through contact so long as the next victim has an evil desire in his heart.

I frowned. For some reason, I think I heard a story familiar to that somewhere.

"Prince Miyo, would you like to have some of the cake you just bought?" asked the female.

"I don't want any. You two can have it all." I coldly responded as I took the remote to turn off the television and went straight to Miyo's room upstairs.

I locked the door, turned on the lights and pulled the curtains to the sides, overlooking the backyard.

"Whis, Kaioshin, come in." I called.

"I'm here, Vegeta-sama." Shin responded along Whis' "Yes, milord."

"So it seems that the evil stink in this planet was caused by a so-called virus of unknown origin. I watched the news earlier and it isn't an ordinary sickness that made the Yokojins mad and turn evil all of a sudden. This virus feeds on the evil desires of the heart and its spreading its influence across the planet."

"That sounds alot like what Amanojaku did a long time ago." Shin said.

"Really? Does that mean that Amanojaku is here?" I asked.

"Hold your horses, Vegeta-sama. Remember what Daishinkan-sama said during the meeting."

"Mm," I nodded. "Report to him any changes that maybe a sign of Amanojaku's mortal birth and do not chase it on my own. I know, Whis." I muttered. "Anyways, going through the memories of this Yokojin Prince, it seems that the King isn't doing anything about this so-called virus. There is a probability that he's just allowing this to happen."

"Yes, that could be it."

"I'll go and talk to him so I could find some more clues from him."

"Should we report this to Daishinkan?" Shin asked.

"Yeah. Go on and do that, both of you. Tell him to contact me if he wants more details."

"Okay. I'll do that."

I hanged up and jumped to Miyo's bed, lying on my back and looking up at the ceiling as I gathered my thoughts.

A virus spreading evil like a plague, huh? I wonder where I heard a similar story to that. I thought hard about it until I felt a stupid migraine, going through the variety of stories, legends and rumors I've heard my entire mortal life but I still couldn't find the right answer.

"Damn it." I muttered under my breath. I know I heard it somewhere. The question is where and what exactly was it?

The other question I had in my mind is about the coincidence of meeting Miyo, the reincarnation of my younger brother. It was as if this was a set up for me.

"Strange." I muttered.

I heard the female shout downstairs, "Dinner time, your highness!"


I was gazing hard at Miyo's servants. Come to think of it, these two people kinda look familiar too.

"Is anything on my face?" asked the short, obese man whom I learned was called as Oino. He gazed with an odd look at the female sitting next to him.

"Your highness. Is something wrong? You seem to be acting really strange since you came back this afternoon." asked the female named Honey.

"Nothing." I responded coldly. I ignored them and proceeded with eating the dinner she prepared.

Oino laughed awkwardly, "Does it have something to do with how His Majesty treated you? I know it's really upsetting how he chose that bitch over his own son, but..."

"I couldn't care less about his relationship with his mistress. What I want to know is why he isn't doing anything about the virus out there!" I growled.

"Don't you think he's being forced to do that?" said Honey.

I looked up to her face, puzzled. "What do you mean by that?"

"I mean, His Majesty used to be a great King revered by the people for his leadership. But, since that day he met Amano-san... That's when he became mad and cruel. I think it's that woman's influence on him!"

Woman? Does she mean the King's concubine? If I remember correctly, she's currently pregnant with the King's child, Miyo doesn't want to accept them and due to that, the King sent the Prince away from the Palace. Miyo doesn't like the woman for some reason. He doesn't trust her. He could sense something sinister about his father's concubine that made him sure she was his mother's murderer.

This royal family drama revolved around political power and influences I guess.

"There was a rumor that the King sold his soul to that devilish woman already. I mean what kind of father would kick his own son out just like that?"

I know someone like that. My father had sent Tarble off our home planet because he was disgraced by my brother's lack of ferocity as a Saiyan Warrior. I sighed. I was beginning to suspect that this King is my father's reincarnation.

I turned my head towards the exit just in time as someone knocked against its wood frame. The three of us left the dining room to see who was that visiting us at this time of the night and found what it could be were the King's soldiers. The commander wearing what I recognize was a traditional General's uniform bowed down before me.

"Prince Miyo, you are being summoned by His Majesty in the Royal Palace." he said.

I kept an imperious countenance, which was odd considering Miyo's true personality. For some reason, I am acting on instinct just as how I was as the Prince of the Saiyan Race.

"What stupidity is it? Why would a foolish King suddenly summon the prince he had heartlessly kicked out of the Palace just to make an impression to a lowly woman?!" I demanded.

Everyone stared at me in shock, surprised that for the first time, their cowardly prince was acting this fierce.

"Prince Miyo..." I heard Honey whimpered anxiously. She was probably fearing for my life due to my brashness or was worried about how the Miyo she knew was acting right now.

"It is because he is gravely sick and wishes to see his son for the last time." said the Commander in a slightly terrified way.

I sighed in exasperation, I guess it is time for me to teach this mongrel of a King a lesson he will never forget.

"Fine. Lead me the way."


I let them lead the way to the Royal Palace and to the throne Hall where the King, Miyo's father waited. All the guards left us to talk.

King Jiyo was leaning against the back seat of his throne, weak and sickly looking. I could sense something going on with his ki though.

"How have you been, my son?" he asked in a weak, groaning tone.

"Doing well and alive, father." I responded in a cold voice. I shifted my eyes to look around this spacious throne hall. It seems the concubine isn't anywhere near us.

He gazed down at me and smiled weakly. "It has been a long time since I last saw you. Is that all you have to say?"

I sighed and gave him a cold glare.

"The world is in total chaos. Have you seen how your kingdom is unstable? How come you're not doing anything at all?" I demanded, still with that icy stare.

"Can't you see how helpless I am in this state, Miyo?" he groaned.

"Are you really helpless? Or is your weak mind always that pathetic to begin with?" I retorted. I shook my head as I continued. "You never changed. How could you always let something evil control you and make a puppet out of you this way? Weren't you the one that taught me to always hold on to my will and my pride no matter what?"

The King stared at me in confusion for a moment and I gazed up at him with a valiant look.

And then, King Jiyo laughed.

"I see... I see..." he chuckled. "I knew it was you. I knew that look and that power of yours is familiar to me..."

"..."

"Yon, my son. It's been a long time."

My eyes narrowed slightly at what he just called me. Did he just call me by the nickname my father used to call me when I was a child?

"You... What did you just call me?" I interrogated with a threatening sound.

"Yon. Don't you remember your own nickname?" he asked, puzzled.

My first instinct is to think that this is a trap set by an enemy. I suspected that King Jiyo is my father, King Vegeta the Third's reincarnation, but for him to call me by my nickname only my father was allowed to use?

As far as I know, once reincarnated, all the memories of your past life is completely erased and you are reborn as a completely new being. If that's the case, then he shouldn't be able to remember who and what I am.

"I see. You are grown up now so I guess you prefer to be called by your first name now. Isn't that right, Vegeta?"

A furious growl rumbled beneath my throat. How come he knows that? No mortal should be able to see through my disguise no matter what. Also, how does he know who I am? I was even more confused when he mentioned something about my power being familiar to him. My father cannot sense ki at all.

"You..." I snarled at him.

Could he possibly be..?

He chuckled delightfully at me and then he nodded as if to answer the suspicions I have on my mind.

"Damn you!" I roared out of pure rage. In a flash of superhuman speed, I slammed him backwards toward the wall behind him. My hand was gripping around Jiyo's neck, effortlessly lifting him up against the cracked wall.

He was still cackling like a madman despite what I just did to him. His eyes glazed with a masochistic gleam as his evil grin widened, looking like he was mocking me. That look made my body quake with rage, furious about that insulting look he was giving me.

There's no mistake about it. This evil stink coming out of him. The way he was able to see through my perfect disguise. He has such ability to possess people and read what's on my mind.

He is a spirit deity.

"You must be Amanojaku." I snarled lividly.

Jiyo gazed at me with awe, as if surprised to learn that I know what he actually is.

"Woah, you are still as perceptive and intelligent just as you were in your previous life, Saiyan." Jiyo said. "I'm surprised that you were able to recognize me despite being reborn into that new body. You've become quite an impatient and hot-headed one. Your power seemed to have grown weak in comparison to the good old days, too, even despite becoming the God of Destruction of this Universe."

"Get out of that body and see if I'm weak!" I challenged him before I harshly hurled him on the floor.

After coughing several times to catch his breath, he giggled as he raised his sadistic looking eyes to gaze up at me with mockery, "Why? Can't kill me inside this body knowing that he was your father in his previous life?"

"You are nothing but a coward. Did you honestly think I cared about hostages? This man isn't my father any longer. I couldn't care less about him."

"Such denial for someone who was mad earlier."

"You dared to insult me and my pride, not because you hold my father's reincarnation's life!" I corrected him harshly.

"Then do it." he taunted. "I can see something interesting within you. A dark heart due to your bloody past. A sleeping evil side. A destructive power that could destroy this entire universe. Hehehe... Why won't you release that power? I want it. I want your dark side exposed before me. Kill me just as you did with many innocent lives in your second cycle of life. Use your power as the God of Destruction to destroy this completely rotten world. That's the way of a true Saiyan monster like yourself, isn't it?"

I was about to give in to his taunting when I suddenly remember Whis' advice for me not to become reckless and Daishinkan's orders not allowing a God of Destruction to chase this damn spirit alone. I realized that I was only falling into the enemy's trap if I do such a thing.

At the back of my mind, I could hear Bulma's words to me a long time ago...

'You are no longer the monster that you used to be. You are the man that I love.'

She told me those words back when I was having nightmares about my bloody and extremely dark past that kept on haunting my dreams. She has assured me so many times about how much I have changed over the years and that I am not the same bloodthirsty monster as I was before I met her.

"What's the matter? Have you grown soft and you cannot kill me anymore? Your father shares his disappointment with me. Or is your father, younger brother and the reincarnation of your entire race not enough for you to give in to your rage?"

Jiyo's words brought me out of those thoughts and I smiled at him calmly. Just as I thought, this was a stage set up to lure me in a trap. This stupid spirit deity probably thought he could use my attachments to these people being the reincarnation of the Saiyans in my time. He was absolutely wrong about that.

In this world, I am the only remaining true Saiyan warrior!

"Of course, not. I already told you, I couldn't care less about them." I responded before releasing the burning fire and fiery will of a Saiyan deity within me.

Calming my mind and closing my eyes, I reached out to the depths of my being to summon forth the divine powers of the Super Saiyan god. I perceived the burning crimson flame like aura burst out of my body in a spiraling blaze, engulfing me with the godly powers of my Saiyan origins.

When I calmly opened my eyes, I found Jiyo gazing at me in total shock. His brown, wrinkled eyes wide as saucers in his utter disbelief.

"Impossible! That flaming crimson hair and those red eyes! You still possess the divine power of the Super Saiyan god despite being reincarnated and having that kind of evilness within you?!" he gasped in utter astonishment.

"Correct." I responded. "And for your information, whatever evil side you are talking about, has long since gone because I have already made up my mind to walk the path to become righteous. I knew what was right or wrong and whatever evil things I did in the past were all behind me now. However, it doesn't mean that I have grown soft enough to show mercy to the enemies I deem as unworthy, rotten scums deserved to be destroyed. Do you still think that I cannot kill you? I figured you won't be able to influence me with your stink if I am with a pure heart just like Miyo. The divine powers of the Super Saiyan god and a pure heart are enough protection for me against your foul odor, you stinking bastard."

Jiyo snarled and he decided to finally release his true nature as well. With a shriek, nine white, glowing fox tails made from dust and the full moon's light appeared behind him. His teeth grew into sharp canines and his fingernails elongate like deadly blades. He raised his glowing green eyes to give me a murderous glare. A feral snarl reverberating through his chest.

"Possessing that body and unleashing his beast form won't save you from me." I told him casually.

"You fool, have you forgotten how you were almost killed when you were a child due to this transformation?"

"It has been five hundred and seventy years since that day. Surely, I've grown more powerful than when I was a child. Are you an idiot?"

Unleashing my Super Saiyan god powers, I prepared myself as he kicked off the floor and charged at me.

It wasn't much of a fight. I effortlessly dodged all of his relentless attacks. I caught one of his wrists, pulled him harshly towards me and grabbed his face with my free hand. I burned Jiyo's body with my ki.

Jiyo started screaming in pain, cursing. "Damn you! No matter what life you're in, you are despicable! Yamoshi!"

Who the hell is he calling Yamoshi? What a fool.

"Get out of that body, now." I ordered. "Or you will die along with him."

Jiyo's body shrieked, trembled, twisted and turned against the floor, like a fish out of water or someone being electrified to death.

"Damn you! Curse you! I want you! All this time I wanted that power and body of yours!" he cried out in a different voice. A chorus of demonic voices echoing one over another.

Suddenly, black energy mist came out of Jiyo's body and shoot right towards me. It bounced back as soon as it collided with my Super Saiyan god aura.

"Why won't you just allow me to take your body?!" the myriad of voices from the said energy cried out in despair.

I smirked, just as I thought, his powers won't work against my Super Saiyan God powers.

"Like I'll let you do just that." I snorted.

The mist of energy formed into a black shadow shaped like a burly man with red eyes. He paused for a moment, watching at me as if he was studying my emotionless face as I gazed at him with a valiant look.

"Hmph! So that is your true form." I snorted out loud. I'm not impressed by what I've seen. He doesn't look different from the other evil spirits that lurked in the mortal realm. My scowl eventually faded into an arrogant smirk. "You finally decided to show yourself. Good. I can finally destroy you once and for all."

A dark, creepy chuckle echoed within that black formation. "Foolish Saiyan. Did you honestly think you can just stop me and destroy me just as you wish?"

"And what makes you think that I can't? Hm?" I responded.

"I can see a great weakness to you, for the first time in your two cycles of life. You have precious things you want to protect. Heheheheh..." he chuckled.

I became confused at what he was saying, "What?"

The spirit threw his head back and cackled boisterously.

"Bwahahahahaha! Universe Seven, Earth, Family, Descendants, Jii, Beloved blue... A wife! So you are waiting for her to be reborn! Her name was... Bulma Briefs, correct?"

"..." I scowled. I could feel fury suddenly boil within me as soon as Amanojaku mentioned my beloved wife's name. A mockery of my unquestionable love for her. I instinctively growled through my bared teeth, a warning sound threatening this fool that if he dared to do something to Bulma's soul, I will destroy every single atom of his, down to his very existence.

"Yes... That's right. That unmistakable look in your eyes says it all. I am correct. Look at you shaking like a leaf, both in your fear and your anger. Does that hit your supposedly cold heart? Hahahahahaha. Your greatest weakness, I have finally found it."

"Shut up..." I snarled.

Suddenly, the pendant on my chest began to flash a bright green. "Stop, Vegeta-sama!"

"I said SHUT UP!"

It was too late for Whis' voice to stop my wrath from bursting forth within me.

A flash of lightning exploded right in front me, striking the damn spirit deity before my tearful, rage filled eyes.


Chapter Notes:

Yokojin - from 'Yoko' meaning fox, an alien warrior race that turns into the legendary nine tailed fox during the full moon. Though there is a Japanese version of this, known as the Kitsune no Yoko, I based this version of the Nine Tailed Fox in Korean Folklore.

Kawaru - means 'Substitution', a divine ability that allows a God of Destruction to take over someone's identity and existence in that person's place by destroying the original body and replacing it with his. That way, he shall be recognized as that person even if he doesn't exactly look like that person.

Yon, Vegeta the Fourth's childhood nickname, came from Yonsei, his name's generational suffix. As both Vegeta and his father shared the same first name, he was referred by King Vegeta using his generational suffix, shortened to as just 'Yon', meaning the number 'four'. It has the same reason behind Jii's childhood nickname being 'Nana' because he is the seventh one to be named Vegeta in their family.