In the center of the Tenkaichi Budokai arena, a stressed and confused Acho ducked and weaved around punch after punch the champ threw. Acho remained terrified of every strike, each he believed to be strong enough to have knocked out Majin Buu. But how in the world had Satan even managed to land a hit with how slow his punches were? Even as fat and lethargic as Majin Buu appeared to be, a demon of that age and power should have been able to dodge him out.

Up in the arena seats, Zerella and Issa watched with growing confusion while Shedda leaned back and crossed his arms, a slow grin crossed his face.

"What did I tell you?" Shedda said. "I don't know why that transmission went through, but it's clear he's a fraud. If you release the master now, he'll be pissed."

"He still knocked out Majin Buu!" Zerella strained to shout in her quietest voice, though that was hardly necessary. The crowd was too captivated with what was going on in the ring to pay any mind to him. "Just watch, maybe he's moving so fast we can barely comprehend his strikes!"

With his ears transformed into the bug-man's antennae, Acho glared up at the stands and demanded, "What?!"

With Acho momentarily distracted, Mr. Satan landed a punch right between his eyes. When he didn't immediately feel any pain, terror ran through his body. That time-manipulation punch would surely take effect at any second, and when it did the wrath of a man who had slain a demon as old as time would be upon him. There could be no worse sensation. The champion may as well have stepped backwards and told him he was already dead. He shut his eyes tight and prepared for the worst.

One one thousand… two one thousand… three one thousand.

Acho slowly opened his eyes and unclenched his jaw. Mr. Satan stood before him as dreaded quakes ran through his body. It slowly dawned upon Acho that the strike was not about to make him explode. Still unsure of what was going to happen, Acho raised his fist and punched his opponent right in the nose.

Mr. Satan as forced back several feet, shouted in pain, and grabbed his nose as blood seeped through his fingers. The whole audience, the other Fro included.

A sneer crossed Acho's lips as a scowl seemed to reverberate in his eyes. "What even is this? That was pathetic! This is the legendary savior?! This is a load of bull!"

The champion stepped backwards as ki began to reverberate off of the body that appeared to be his old enemy. "Y-Y-You've gotten a lot stronger than before, but—"

"You dragged us out here and wasted our time! I don't know how you beat that wad of chewing gum over there, but you're going to pay for this!"

Back in the audience, Issa finally groaned with acceptance. "It seems we've been duped. At least Acho can get some of his aggression out on this sham."

Zerella hugged the pot to her body and looked sadly toward the arena. She never was any good at admitting defeat.

Acho shouted, "And I'll pay back this whole crowd for being suckered like I was!" He clenched his hands together and gathered ki for a blast. All throughout the seats people began to cry and scream in fear. Those that still remained from "Cell's" initial attack and hoped to see the fated rematch fled for their lives.

But just before the strike, Mr. Satan took in a deep swallow and screamed, "QUIET! All of you shut up!" Acho gave him no mind, but there was some calm briefly returned to the crowd. Mr. Satan had no idea if his last resort was going to work. But he was a hero to the people in the crowd, and despite all the lies that had come with that, he had to protect them, if he could. He raised his hands high to the sky. "Listen up! To everybody in the audience and all you guys at home, watching your TVs! Cell's tougher than he's ever been before and—and I'm not strong enough to stop him on my own! Please, put out your hands, give me some of your power! I need all your help to bring him down!"

All around the arena and all around the rest of the planet, there were those who questioned the request and those who cooperated immediately. And those who were unsure cooperated almost as soon as the others did so.

Mr. Satan had never tried anything like the request before and was unprepared when the surge of ki. Within seconds he let out an involuntary shout of pain. His body wasn't ready for all the power that came at once. But thankfully, he had somewhere to direct all that newfound energy at once.

As the massive influx of ki hit Mr. Satan, Acho again froze and his eyes dilated in fear. The pause was enough for the champ to close the space between them and throw a second punch right into his golden face.

In the last moment, Acho redirected almost all of his inner body to his head and left the rest of the Cell body as an empty shell. Which was fortunate for him, because Mr. Satan's punch had strength enough to knock his head right off his shoulders and flying across the ring.

Issa flinched. Shedda's jaw dropped. Zerella ripped the talisman from the pot, tore away the lid, and a force of great and terrible evil surged out toward the world champion. No one in the crowd questioned the chill that ran past them as the disembodied spirit within flung itself toward Mr. Satan. And the hero himself, exhausted from the transfer of a tremendous amount of ki for the first time in his life, fell down forward and fainted.

When the crowd recovered from their daze, everyone began to cheer and holler. The same paramedics who had tried to pull away Majin Buu turned their attention to Mr. Satan and hauled him away to the celebration and encouragement of the whole arena. High above, however, a lone figure frowned as he glared at the procession. Garbed in his Great Saiyaman uniform, Gohan asked himself what had just taken place.

"Whoever that golden guy was, he wasn't letting off nearly enough energy to be Cell, let alone a golden Cell… but Mr. Satan took him down anyway? Hard enough to knock his head off? What is going on here?"

In all the chaos and the transfer of ki, he too was unable to sense when the disembodied demon had slipped inside of Mr. Satan. After countless eons, Casu Marzu had finally claimed a new body, and soon even everyone on that dirtball of a planet would know his name.