Bulma was awoken suddenly by the feeling of someone putting on a damp cloth, a face towel perhaps, against her burning forehead. She realized that she was feeling unwell, and she did her best to open her eyes, but she could only open them halfway.
"Bulma-san, you're awake!"
"Chichi-san?" Bulma recognized the woman through her voice. It was her best friend and co-worker. "Where am I?" she asked in a low, weak voice.
"At my house. You were unconscious and had a high fever. Vegeta-sama brought you here," Chichi answered.
"Oh… Where is he?" Bulma asked.
"I don't know, but he disappeared as soon as he left you with me to take care of," Chichi replied. "As in he literally disappeared to thin air like he was some kind of ghost. What the hell is that guy anyways? I know Whis-san is kind of weird too…"
Bulma chuckled. Chichi gasped, "Wait– you know something, do you?"
"I do, but I'm not in the mood to talk about it. Is he coming back for me?"
"He said he would return to us later."
"Maybe you should ask him later if he would tell you. If I tell you I'm sure you won't believe me."
"After what I've seen him done, why would I not believe you? I'm only sure of one thing, that Vegeta-sama and Whis-san are not ordinary humans."
Bulma snorted weakly before saying, "Thank you for taking care of me, Chichi. I promise I'll pay you back once I'm well."
"You better," Chichi told her jokingly. "Now, I'll get you some paracetamol and a glass of water to take."
"Yeah, thanks."
Chichi left Bulma alone for a while to go to the kitchen to get a glass of water and a bottle of paracetamol.
When she returned to her room where Bulma was, she gasped in surprise when she found that Vegeta was back, standing next to the bed and watching Bulma intently with his dark eyes. His muscular arms crossed against his chiseled chest. Bulma was facing away from him, probably asleep.
Chichi thought the way he gazed at Bulma was intimidating. It was like he was observing an ant and whether to extinguish its life between his fingers or simply let it live just a little while longer. She always felt that this odd loyal customer to their sushi restaurant was quite an intimidating one in comparison to his butler, but only now she noticed how terrifying he actually was when he was just standing right there in the dark and in silence. It was as if he was some personification of death itself, waiting to claim the soul of her friend.
What was he thinking right now? She wondered.
Vegeta turned his head to Chichi's direction, then tilted his head towards Bulma, silently telling her to proceed with what she was about to do. Chichi swallowed a lump of nervousness and awkwardly walked to the other side where Bulma was facing and brought the glass of water and the bottle of meds down the top of the bedside table.
"Bulma-san, I'm leaving the glass of water and the medicine here," she said. Then she raised her huge, onyx eyes back to Vegeta's direction.
"So… What are you exactly?" Chichi asked.
Vegeta raised an eyebrow. He could hear her thoughts clearly, revealing that she already knew he wasn't human like her or Bulma at all, based on how he appeared and disappeared before her from out of nowhere these past few days.
"You wouldn't want to know," Vegeta answered coldly. "And if you know what's good for you, don't ask any further. Anyone who associates with me after they learned what I truly am will end up in dangerous situations."
There was a hint of bitterness in his voice which made Chichi blink her eyes in confusion. Is he somehow blaming himself for what happened to Bulma? Why?
Vegeta made an angry grunting sound and then he turned his back on her.
"I'm leaving Bulma in your care for now. I have something important to attend to," he said.
"Where are you going? Bulma-san might ask, you know." Chichi asked.
"A meeting with my colleagues."
That was all he said before he walked out of the room. As soon as he closed the door, he was immediately transported back to his Palace within the Planet of the God of Destruction where Shin, Kibito, and Whis were waiting for him.
Chapter 44: An Assembly of the Gods
"Another assembly?! There have been quite a lot of summons to the King of All's Palace lately," Jinn, God of Destruction from the Twelfth Universe complained.
"If I know any better, this could be because of Vegeta's Seventh Universe again," Fourth Universe God of Destruction Quitela suspected. "He's more troublesome than Beerus was back in the day, I can say!"
"It is expected from a Saiyan coming from that Universe, of course," Liquir, God of Destruction from the Eighth Universe sneered.
"Now, now. You guys, don't be so quick to assume," Second Universe's Goddess of Destruction Heles told them.
"Keh! If I know any better, you, Champa, Sidra, and Toppo are taking his side," Arak, God of Destruction of the Fifth Universe snorted.
"Now be careful, you wouldn't want to mess with him now. Don't forget that Vegeta remains the strongest among us all and that he can also obliterate all of us whenever he feels like it," Champa, the God of Destruction of the Sixth Universe warned.
"Heh! He promised King Mu he wouldn't repeat what he did with Mago. He won't do anything," Quitela snorted.
"Well, Vegeta's quite a rebellious one. Who knows when he'll break that promise and obliterate your bitter asses."
Beep beep!
Everyone's complaints were cut off by that beeping sound coming from the giant robot, Moscow, where Mule, the imp-like God of Destruction of the Third Universe, was concealing himself.
"Mule-sama asks if you felt that energy five lyds ago," Camparri, the Guide Angel of the Third Universe translated his master's words.
Everyone scoffed in disgust at this God of Destruction's antics, asking themselves why Mule just won't come out of that shitty robot and speak to them directly.
"Ah yes… I believe it shook all twelve Universes, including the heavenly realm of the higher gods," Iwan, God of Destruction of the First Universe answered, breaking the awkward silence.
"Wait… That power belongs to him?" gasped Sidra, God of Destruction of the Ninth Universe.
"Uh-huh. Isn't that obvious?" Champa murmured.
The other gods turned to him like he just grew an extra head. Was he serious?
"But… It hasn't been that long since he last fought with King Mu, right? How is it possible for him to grow that much in such a short amount of time?!" Gowasu, the Kaioushin of the tenth, gasped.
"It is possible considering how he is of Saiyan origin and that he has the forbidden power of the Secret of Self-Indulgence," Toppo, God of Destruction of the Eleventh, explained.
"So it's true that we're all here again because Vegeta decided to show off? Ugh! I'm getting tired of him." Quitela grunted in disgust.
"I believe it's more than just that," Vegeta suddenly spoke behind Quitela, causing the rat-like God of Destruction from the Fourth Universe to squeak. Vegeta chuckled darkly behind him and Quitela scampered away from him.
"You're here! When did you arrive?!"
"A few moments ago. Been hearing you talk shit about me again behind my back," Vegeta replied as he crossed his arms over his chest.
"What kind of trouble did you do this time and we're all being summoned here again?" Rumsshi, the pink elephant destroyer of the Ninth Universe, demanded.
"Hmm… Who knows? Now that I think about it, perhaps it was because of that power you sensed from me, or… that prophecy you were so very cautious about."
"The prophecy?"
Everyone's eyes widened at that. The Ragnarok prophecy foretold by the Pond of Oracles predicting the coming of the Second Great Heavenly War… The prophesied battle between the Destined Strong One and the Great Evil that was reborn to destroy everything?
"You… How did you know about that?! And since when?" Arak asked.
Vegeta grinned impishly. "I heard you talk about it amongst yourselves after my battle with Toppo back when we were still mortals. I committed those words you spoke about me into my memory and understood it after learning the language of the gods."
Before anyone else could say anything about Vegeta's intelligence, Daishinkan entered the hall, followed by Yonshir and the Destroyer Mercenaries. At the top of a flight of stairs materialized two thrones out of thin air. In those thrones sat the King of All, Zen, and his counterpart, the King of Nothingness, Mu.
In their presence, all deities and angels ignored each other and lowered to one knee and bowed down before them.
"Welcome, my dear Gods of Creation, Gods of Destruction, and guide angels. Also to you, Lady Yonshir and the honored members of the Destroyer Mercenaries." the Grand Priest began speaking. "Everyone of you has been summoned today in light of the fulfillment of the Ragnarok prophecy and in preparation for the now inevitable Second Great Heavenly War amongst the gods.
"I'm sure that everyone of you must have sensed Vegeta-san's awakening five lyds ago, which allowed him to reach his full potential as the prophesied Destined Strong One just as what the prophecy of the Pond of Oracles foretold to us 1,527 years ago. By acquiring the full extent of his powers, we are able to validate his true role in the prophecy and so we must now make our preparations for the upcoming battle.
"You may ask why I am revealing this in front of the subject, it is because all this time, it appears that Vegeta-san was quite aware of the topic so there's no need for us to leave him out of discussions with regards to this. Plus, he might see it as an act of disrespect from the gods."
"He did mention earlier that he is aware, milord." Arak politely said.
Daishinkan nodded.
"So going back to the topic of the prophecy. It is said that once the Destined Strong One has reached his full potential, a great evil capable of destroying the entire multiverse will be reborn. This being has been born and has appeared in the Seventh Universe."
"What?!" gasped everyone as they all shot their heads up in incredulity, except Vegeta and Whis.
"Vegeta-chan, if you are truly aware about the prophecy and knew that this would happen, why didn't you finish it off before it was born?" Heles asked.
"Why would I destroy something so pathetic and powerless? It's just a mere human brat… for now," Vegeta replied with a scoff.
"Huh?!"
"I checked on the brat after it was born. It disguises itself as a savior who heard the mortals' wishes to be spared from the wrath of a God of Destruction. I gauged its fighting ability but as it was nothing but a mere newborn human child, it hasn't shown any power of considerable threat to me yet. Therefore, by my judgment, I spared the child to wait until it has reached its own true potential one day so I could fight it and destroy it while in its full power and capabilities."
There was a moment of silence after that, with all Universe-level gods staring at Vegeta's direction like he just transformed into something else they didn't expect.
"So what's the identity behind this child? And you?" asked Eyre, the Kaioushin of the Third Universe, breaking the silence.
Daishinkan answered, "It turns out that the child who was born in the Seventh Universe is the reincarnation of the Serpent of Chaos, Orochi."
"What?! The Orochi..? The Dragon King who fell to the mortal world… The harbinger of chaos?!"
Another moment of silence. Everybody's faces seemed to pale in terror at the mention of that thing.
And then, a boisterous string of angry shouts came after that, with all of them scolding, complaining, berating and furiously yelling at Vegeta.
"You fool! Don't you have any idea what that brat is and what he's supposed to become?!"
"Just what do you think you're doing, Vegeta?!"
"Have you lost your mind, you fool?!"
"Why the hell did you do that?! You already had the chance to finish it off, and yet, you let it go?!"
"Why do you have to be such an idiot when it comes to your decision-making?! And here I was awed and thought you were supposed to be very intelligent earlier!"
"Vegeta-san, you are a God of Destruction now! You should have done your proper duties instead of trying to gratify whatever lust for battle you had!"
The Universe-level gods started to berate Vegeta for his ignorant decision, completely forgetting the fact that they were all in the presence of the Kings of All and Nothingness. Yonshir and the Destroyer Mercenaries sighed in unison, face-palming as if they're all getting migraines with all the noise. They knew this would happen.
Daishinkan cleared his throat and all the commotion halted.
"Worry not though. It also turns out that Vegeta-san is the reincarnation of the Great Sage Equal to Heaven as well," Daishinkan continued.
"I beg your pardon but wasn't the Great Sage Equal to Heaven supposed to be just a myth?"
"No. He did exist. 500 million years ago…"
"Seiten Taisei… The immortal monkey demon lord and warrior god believed to be the creator of the Saiyans… After the Saiyans were created, he simply just disappeared and was never heard or seen again. He actually died and was reincarnated as Vegeta Yonsei? How did that happen?"
"It turns out that he found the Judici Divi Rahpye and used it to kill himself."
"The Rapier of Divine Punishment? The only thing that could kill even the most powerful immortals?"
"Wait, isn't that the rapier that Vegeta carelessly lost 900 years ago after winning it from the Zen Exhibition Match?"
"Aahh… I get it now! You must have lost it on purpose so it won't be used against you!"
"What?!" Vegeta protested, but immediately thought that it would be better that he agree to that rather than letting them know he lost the rapier because of his own stupidity. "Ugh! Whatever!"
"Seiten Taisei and Orochi… The legendary Monkey King and the fallen Dragon King… Two of the most powerful demon lords and warrior gods who symbolized destruction and chaos… I can see now why this prophecy should be a concern to us." the wise Sidra said.
"If it's Vegeta's mission to destroy the Orochi, why do we even need to prepare for this war? Since this is all his fault due to his crazy decision, he should clean his mess and do the fighting for us." Quitela suggested.
These words made Vegeta extremely livid. These were the exact words which made him furious the last time he was with his father. How dare they depend their salvation on someone else, hoping for someone to fight for them…
"Hey! What made you think that I will fight the Orochi for your sake?! I'm no tool for you gods to use! I will fight this demon king simply because I want to have an exciting battle against someone who you guys deemed as extremely powerful! I will not do it because of that stupid prophecy or because you told me to do so!"
"You mean to tell us that we have to pressure ourselves into preparing for war just because of your selfishness and obsession for battle?! Are you crazy?! You truly are a battle-crazy bastard, aren't you?! If you refuse to get rid of the problem, you should clean your mess up! Otherwise, we will come over to visit your Universe and destroy that child!" Rumsshi declared.
Vegeta rolled his eyes and snorted back, "Don't be stupid. You know you can't do that knowing I'm the strongest among us. He belongs to my Universe, and therefore is under my power."
"His mortal vessel belongs to your Universe but his existence doesn't," Heles cut in. "The Orochi's existence doesn't belong to any Universe. His will and his powers and capabilities are beyond any Universal level. He can exist wherever and however he wants, transfer and transform his essence into whatever he wishes to be. He can even take over and possess the most powerful beings. Not even King Mu-sama's obliteration was capable of ending him. Perhaps, we should all work together and find a way to defeat him."
"I will not work together with someone who has placed every Universe in great danger because of his nonsense obsession for battle!" Rumsshi roared. "First, he disobeyed the law of the gods when he associated himself with a mortal woman, and now… this? Every single time, it's always his stupid decisions that put all of us in great trouble because of his selfishness! This is why a mere Saiyan Monkey from the Seventh Universe shouldn't have become a God of Destruction in the first place!"
"Grk!"
Now those words made Vegeta extremely pissed off. An angry vein seemed to pulse on his temples and his expression turned dangerously furious. A dire tension quickly rose across the meeting hall as Rumsshi ended with his ranting while Vegeta simply glared at the pink elephant deity in a few moments of silence after that.
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The other gods and guide angels stared at Vegeta, tense and wary as if already anticipating his explosive reaction.
"Nonsense and stupid, you say..?" he asked, his tone suddenly went cold and his demeanor turned frightening. Everyone turned to him as if sensing his brewing ire. His seething fury was beginning to shake the floor, the walls and pillars around them. A cold pressure wave began to push them away, although Vegeta's aura remained invisible.
"Hey, Vegeta–" Champa opened his mouth to calm the Seventh Universe's God of Destruction down but Vegeta started yelling imperiously, making him jump back.
"You think this is all nonsense?! What do you know about the pride of a warrior race?! This is everything to me! I don't fucking care about what else happens! All my mortal life and immortal existence were dedicated to one single goal, to find the greatest strength there is, to surpass all of you, and become the strongest in all of existence! And the only way to find that strength is through fighting! Fighting and power are everything to me! I lost sight of what made me who I am when you gods messed with my fate and forced me to become a God of Destruction! Even after all these years, I still couldn't forgive you all for that. And now that I will have a chance to finally get a decent fight and be myself, you will call my decisions selfish, nonsense and stupid?!"
Whis grabbed Vegeta's arm and pulled him back, making him turn towards his guide angel.
"Alright, Vegeta-sama. You made your point, now calm down and control yourself."
Vegeta willed for his powers to settle down and the pressure wave he was emitting finally ceased. He pulled his arm off Whis' grasp.
"Listen, I don't need anyone's help! I will deal with the Orochi myself!" he finally said. "But just to be clear, I will not be fighting to save or protect anything or anyone. I couldn't care less whatever happens to you all."
These words boiled the ire of those Gods who dislike him.
"You arrogant little runt! Don't get so cocky about your power! You have no idea what you're about to deal with, you fool!" Quitela scolded.
Vegeta smiled at him evilly, "Oh do I, now? Why don't you come and see who has no idea who they're dealing with?!"
"Is that a challenge?!"
"Now, that's enough of your squabbling. Have you forgotten that you are in the presence of King Zen and King Mu?" Daishinkan reminded them sternly.
The arguing gods finally quieted at that, with Vegeta crossing his arms over his chest and looking away with a loud snort and a deep scowl.
"Now, back to our original topic. As discussed by the higher gods, all Universe-level gods must participate in the preparation for this upcoming great heavenly war. You are free to choose your warriors to participate in defending your Universe from any threat that may come. Train yourselves, become stronger both physically and mentally. While we have a general idea of what we're dealing with, we must not be so sure of ourselves considering the Orochi's abilities. Just as Heles suggested earlier, we all must work together and that includes even you, Vegeta-san. Don't get so cocky just because you are the most powerful among the Gods of Destruction. You have to learn how to properly control that temper and power of yours, otherwise, you would make the Orochi's perfect target. Not to mention that you are the reincarnation of the Great Sage Equal to Heaven who he had been searching for since 500 million years ago."
"I agree about that, Vegeta-chan." Heles said. "I'm sure the Orochi already knows that, that's why he chose to be reborn in your Universe."
"Yes, and if the Orochi was able to take over you, it's over for all of us. That's the reason why it is necessary for everyone to prepare because if that happens, there should be someone capable of taking you on and hopefully, stopping you as well."
"Hmph! It's not like I'm just an easy target! I'm not some stupid weakling who can easily be controlled or brainwashed! If it takes over my mind and my body, I will never allow it to touch my pride! I will burn its damn existence with my power!"
Daishinkan ignored Vegeta's naughty comment as he drifted his ice-like eyes to the other gods, observing them carefully. They were hesitant to participate in the preparation either from their doubt about their own capabilities to fight the Orochi or simply their dislike to team up with the Seventh Universe's God of Destruction. How very unsightly to see these destroyer gods doubt themselves, something that shouldn't even be allowed.
This didn't impress the higher gods, especially the King of Nothingness. They all paled in comparison to Vegeta's fighting spirit, his fiery will and feistiness. A plan to stir something within these fools came into his mind.
"Daishinkan," King Mu finally said. His voice was bone-chilling and deep.
"Yes, my liege?" Daishinkan asked, turning his head to the King.
"You mentioned that Vegeta Yonsei has finally awakened his true potential, isn't that right?"
"Yes."
"I believe that this is a perfect time to show these fools what they might be facing in this war. Let's have another exhibition match, have all the Gods of Destruction pit against Vegeta alone."
"Actually, that's a good idea, Nothie!" King Zen agreed with a pleased, child-like smile. "Vegeta-kun, please go ahead and test them out! Let's see if they are enough to defend their Universe against the enemy. Please don't hold back on them. Feel free to use everything you have and show off your full power."
Everybody stared at the King of Everything in shock. Was he being serious? All of them against the strongest among them? Some of the Gods of Destruction whined quietly. Aside from the fact that they gated teaming up, why the hell are they being forced to satisfy this crazy bastard's obsession for blood and battle?
"I guess we have no other choice, then. Fine, this should be a good time to teach this arrogant brat a lesson and punch that annoying smirk out of that monkey face!" Rumsshi said.
"Eleven versus one. That doesn't seem fair," Vegeta smiled coldly as he rose. "Fine, since all of you were trying to test me out, I will show you why you will never be a match for me, even if you come at me altogether."
"Then I shall transport us all to the Null Realm," Daishinkan summoned his angelic scepter and tapped its end against the pristine tiled floor of the meeting hall, shifting the environment to the Mu no Kai or the Null Realm where Vegeta and King Mu last battled. The Gods of Destruction found themselves standing in the arena.
He set his feet apart, braced himself for battle and confidently declared with a cocky smirk, "I will teach you the true meaning of fear. Prepare yourselves because I won't be holding back! Are you ready now? To witness the full extent of my full power?"
Vegeta raised his head, then closed his eyes and relaxed, calming his emotions down and so as his body. Concentrating deep into himself, he reached out to the very depths of his being, willing for his inner beast to wake up from its slumber. As he did that, flaming torrents of his dark purple aura began seeping out of his every pore…
Vegeta remembered the time he decided to train within the vast and endless void of the Sacred Space of Spirit and Time once he returned to the mortal world from his quest at Conton City where he met his two counterparts. He told Whis that he will be training how to properly control his new power and transformation, as it was too much for him to contain considering how he felt while staring at himself in the mirror on his Presidential Suite within the Yonsei Hotel earlier that day. It was there he realized that it was almost the same thrilling primordial power that flowed and burned through him during that one training session after doing Spirit Control Meditation with Granolah and during his last battle with King Mu, but this new Primal Self-Indulgence form appeared to be the completed transformation containing that power in its absolute peak. Perhaps, it was due to him allowing himself to fully transform into an Oozaru first instead of simply projecting the beast out of him by his spiritual energy.
This was a problem he found. In order for a Saiyan to transform into the Oozaru form, he had to stare at any source of Blutz waves such as a full moon or any circular satellite or celestial body which could reflect sunlight like the moon does. While Vegeta can easily create his own source by an artificial moon using the Power Ball technique, an energy sphere that can replicate a full moon's appearance and effect once it burst open and mix with a planet's atmosphere, he didn't want to depend on such an obvious thing which may became a weak spot if it's decimated by his foes.
He had to find a way to transform at will and control that form and power so he could maintain it even without the need to depend on a Blutz wave source.
For several days within the Sacred Space, Vegeta experimented with several methods. He underwent the transformation using the Power Ball at first just so he could test the metamorphosis process once more, transforming into an Oozaru before changing into his Primal Self-Indulgence form. He memorized every feeling he had from the excitement and the tingling sensation that ran across his spine as he stared into the artificial moon he made, to the seething, boiling, and growing primeval rage of his inner beast, to the electrifying surge of the monolithic power rushing through his veins, to the harrowing anguish and euphoria caused by the physical transfiguration as his body twisted, contorted, and stretched to a behemoth demon monkey beast. He committed it all to his memory. The power itself was already hard to control as it kept on increasing the more he felt gratified by its flow and the pain he felt during the change, the primal mind, rage, and lust for blood and destruction were even more difficult to restrain due to the effects of the Secret of Self-Indulgence technique.
The struggle was intense. Vegeta could hear the whispers of the beast in his blood, tempting him to let loose and go into a berserk rampage, to unleash all of his destructive power, to delight himself in his fury, to allow himself to indulge in the havoc he could cause the Universe.
But he won't allow himself to do that.
While it was true that the Oozaru form was the ultimate power of the Saiyans, the very reason why they were greatly feared by entire civilizations as fierce and merciless warriors who bring death and destruction across the Universe, and that his new Primal Self-Indulgence draws out that power to its absolute limit, he had to exercise self-control and manage this form. He must not allow the primal mind to make himself lose control in his own rage, else, he would end up destroying everything. He always believed that losing control of one's own powers or even himself was a weakness, and any kind of weakness was completely unacceptable to him!
However, if he suppressed his rage and managed not to lose control by doing so, he won't be able to draw out his full power. That won't do. Rage had always been a source of Saiyan power after all, take the Legendary Super Saiyan transformation for example.
He has to turn his anger into a fuel for the Secret of Self-Indulgence and make it his own power!
Then after reminiscing about that time during his training with Granolah, he went on to do a concentrated meditation, reaching deep within himself and visualizing that bottomless well of dormant primal power provided by his inner beast. He sat cross-legged, closing his eyes as he began to focus on the latent power buried deep within him. The Oozaru transformation had always been triggered by the Blutz Waves coming from a full moon, but Vegeta has to evolve beyond such limitations. As a God of Destruction, his power shouldn't be bound to the natural laws of this universe, for he is now above any of those. He must tap into the essence of the Oozaru at will and overcome the primal rage that accompanied it.
He tried calling out for that vast feral power several times, but only being able to unleash a part of it. That won't do. He must release his full power while maintaining control.
So he meditated for several more days, finding that perfect balance of his mind, body and spirit so he could call forth his full might at will just as what the Spirit Control ability was meant to do.
And then, after several days of meditation… He managed to awaken the beast within him through sheer will alone…The beast sought to dominate, to overpower Vegeta's will and consume him entirely, but he cannot be ruled by his basest instincts. He was the Prince of all Saiyans and a God of Destruction, he took pride in his own strength and he wasn't some foolish weakling to be dominated by his own primal mind!
The ground cracked beneath him, the air vibrating with the intensity of his struggle. But slowly, he began to assert his dominance over the beast within the deepest recesses of his subconscious, forcing it to submit to his command. No matter how much it howled in defiance, his will and determination was stronger.
After several days of struggling, Vegeta was finally able to release the full power of the beast at his own will…
Pwik!
Vegeta's now magenta eyes popped open, his head jolting upwards as he felt something within him snap and roared. He perceived his heart racing within his chest, each beat sounded like a boisterous war drum, echoing in his ears.
"Nngh!"
He abruptly lurched forward with a loud grunt, his teeth gritting together. He found his fists clenching involuntarily, and his muscles quivering in excitement and anticipation for the intense primal power he was calling forth and being ignited within him. The power was swelling rapidly like a tidal wave, flowing through his veins like acid fire. The heat began to manifest outside his body through the kindle of plum-colored flames and a mist of destruction energy billowing out of his every pore. It was painful but also pleasurable– intoxicating even, a rush of euphoria making his skin tingle and his body quiver.
He visualized that the Oozaru within him was slowly waking up from its deep slumber, submitting to Vegeta's command to awaken. Finally, it's ready to be unleashed and the God of Destruction allowed it to do so.
The atmosphere began to tremble as his heartbeat surged, the pounding within his chest was so intense it made him lurch forward with a grunt. This sensation was overwhelming him, a combination of pain and pleasure that made his whole body tremble.
"Mmmfff!"
He moaned softly, a sound that quickly turned into a low, primal, guttural groan as the heat and power coursing through him intensified with each pounding of his frantic heart. His blood was boiling through his veins, and he found his vision blurring as his transformation finally began.
"Nnnngh! Uurggghhh!"
Feeling his gums ache, his teeth started to sharpen and his canines gradually grew into huge, razor-like fangs which could surely rip through any flesh. He let out a furious snarl at that sensation before he heard his jaw crack, then felt his nose and jaw slowly stretched forward. He cried out in pure agony as his facial bones shifted, pushed forward into a beastly snout while his ears elongated at the sides of his head. His limiter earring cracked and broke to pieces, which made his powers surge greater. It was at this moment when the pain suddenly shot to excruciating levels, making him scream in extreme agony helplessly. The sound of his agonized howls slowly shifted into a myriad of demon-like voices screaming before it gradually morphed into a monstrous roar.
"Aaaaaaahh! Gaaaaah! Uwaaaaah!"
Transforming into the Oozaru form at his own will and by force, without a source of natural or artificial Blutz waves, was more agonizing than how it was supposed to be, especially when it's all happening so gradually. Vegeta felt every bit of the transformation process. The pain was just too much, it completely overwhelmed all the pain he felt throughout his life, and he found himself losing control. He fought to maintain his ability to reason, it was as if a light was switching on and off within his mind, blackening everything out on him– or more like making his vision dyed in blood red as the veins in his now all-white eyes pop, turning his eyes completely crimson. Vegeta struggled to maintain his senses of rationality as his bloodlust suddenly spiraled out of control at the thought of wanting to see blood spill filled his mind.
At this moment, all he could hear was the loud drumming of his heart against his heaving chest and all he could feel was his body's intense quivering, the slow stretching of his lower face into the snout of the demonic monkey beast he actually was, and his own desire for blood and battle getting filling his mind. He was now feeling extremely bloodthirsty and he wanted nothing more than to kill and destroy, to cause immense fear and hopelessness to those around him.
He raised his eyes, looking wild and found everyone staring at him in pure horror as his face changed into that of his true monstrous form. The horrified look upon the gods' faces only brought him more exhilaration, making him grin in a deranged manner before he threw his head back and arched his back, roaring like an Oozaru going wild into the skies.
"Gwaaaaaaooohh!"
His aura erupted into a whirling pillar of purple fire, which shot up into the skies and completely engulfed Vegeta's transforming body, growing brighter and larger with each passing moment. Vegeta's tortured screams as the metamorphosis went on and as he continued to fight for control against his primal mind could be heard within that blinding light, changing tone until it gradually morphed into something deep and feral. Along it, the heart-wrenching sounds of his bones creaking, snapping and expanding, muscles ripping, swelling and bulking up and his organs shifting as he grew into gigantic proportions could be heard as well.
Within the flames, Vegeta was suffering through a wave of torment as his monstrous transformation continued. But each wave brought him more and more power, thus making the agonizing experience pleasurable for him as well. His senses sharpened, his vision becoming keener, his hearing more acute. The scent of the earth, the wind, the very air around him became more potent, more vibrant. The world felt different, more primal, more alive, though it had become smaller as he grew into massive proportions.
Vegeta arched his back once more, screaming as he felt his spine extended, his massive fingers twitched as his nails lengthened into sharp and deadly claws. His skin itched and tingled as dark brown fur sprouted from every inch of his skin, covering all over his body save from his face and hands. It felt like a breath of scorching fire blowing at his skin. His hair gradually grew in length as well, becoming wilder and longer, turning from black to dark brown, the same color as his fur.
Eventually, his entire body flashed with a divine destructive light. His pelt shifted color to a tyrian purple while his earlier ruby-colored eyes blazed with a fuchsia fire. The destructive powers of the Secret of Self-Indulgence technique merged with that of the Oozaru form.
From the tower of blazing purple flames emerged an Oozaru howling its freedom ceaselessly, ready to unleash its devastating thirst for blood and destruction into the multiverse. It threw its head and roared like a mighty king before it pounded its huge powerful fists against its chiseled and furry chest.
"GRRROOOOOOOOOAARRRRR!"
It raised its massive fists into the sky, howling once more as streaks of light burst out of the Great Monkey Demon, which seemingly emanated from the center of its chest where it's heart was located. The light blinded its appalled and horrified audience.
Oozaru Vegeta's eyes burned brighter as the second transformation kicked off. He commanded the Oozaru's primal rage to his will. His body quivered, shuddered, contorted, twisted, and gradually shrunk in size, his muscles becoming more denser, more powerful, as he changed back into something more human with fiercely glowing magenta eyes, but the power of the Oozaru remained in him— controlled, focused, but nonetheless unbounded.
His beastly howl morphed into a choir of demonic-like screams once again until it returned to Vegeta's normal tone. His jaw opened wide as he continued to power up and transform into his Primal Self-Indulgence form. His destructive powers surged through his veins uncontrollably now as the Secret of Self-Indulgence's influence tempted him to gratify his desire to cause death and destruction into the multiverse.
"Nnnngghh! Aaah! Aaaaaaargh! Woah! Ooooohh! Woooaaaaaaaahhh! Gaaaaah! Haaaaaaaaaaaahh! Raaauuurgghh!"
Everybody watched at him, petrified and awed as Vegeta's transformation reached its peak. The flames surrounding him whirled brighter until it darkened along with the surroundings. Vegeta's primal rage pulsed, his primordial power shook the entire Null Realm. Everything that surrounded him changed color as if they're all being pulled into a dimension of swirling lights. Vegeta's screaming intensified, his entire body trembled as every cell, every muscle, every fiber of his was filled to the brim with the intense primal power of the demon monkey king and the divine destructive energy of a God of Destruction, making his body lit up in a bright purple light, now being the only luminous thing in this eerie place as the darkness summoned by his power-up had already swallowed the entirety of the Null Realm. It was a thrilling sensation, making his heart beat so fast and strong against his chest it almost sounded like a single, sustained tone and it felt like it would burst out of his ribs.
He let out a final, universe-shattering roar and his aura burst out, the sound rippling across the multiverse, shaking the very fabric of the Null Realm. He could feel it—the entire multiverse was reacting to his awakening, the deities, the gods, all of them trembling in fear as his power reached heights no mortal, no god, had ever achieved.
Vegeta's eyes burned with a fierce, primal, magenta light. The red glow had faded, replaced by the cold, determined gaze of a warrior who had conquered his greatest foe—himself.
The power of the Oozaru, combined with the power brought forth by the Secret of Self-Indulgence technique has been fully realized within him. He had integrated the power of the beast into his very being, so that it was no longer a separate entity but a natural extension of his own strength. His will merged with the Oozaru within himself, harmonizing the primal rage with his divine power. The two forces intertwined, the boundaries between them have been dissolved into nothingness. He was now a being of pure destruction, of primal rage and divine will, a force whose destructive power and rage transcended even those of the gods themselves. He could smell their fear, saw their awe, as they watched at him with their eyes wide and jaws dropped. He already knew that they're powerless to stop what he had become.
In that moment, Vegeta reveled in his power, in the pain and pleasure it had brought him. He had transcended his limits, surpassed even these gods gawking and trembling in fear before him, and he knew that the multiverse was his to command.
He slowly turned his now burning and glowing reddish-pink eyes to glare at the other Gods of Destruction, who couldn't move nor speak at all due to their fear or awe of him.
They surely didn't anticipate him to be this powerful now.
"Prepare yourselves, this is the overwhelming power of a Saiyan's Primal Self-Indulgence!" he declared.
His voice was deeper and colder than his normal tone, sounding almost like an animalistic growl, but he was totally in full control of himself.
"What is this intense pressure..!" gasped Toppo, sensing the immense wave of intimidation Vegeta was exuding through his aura alone, freezing all of the Gods of Destruction in their place.
"I haven't gotten a chance to test this power out in battle so this is the first time I will be fighting seriously in this form and I'm still getting used to it so don't expect much self-control," Vegeta revealed as he fell into his signature fighting stance, his right hand raised in front of his face while his left fist clenched on his side. He set his feet apart as he crouched down in his battle pose and told the gods with a cocky smile, "Now then, come at me at once, all of you!"
Nobody amongst the Gods of Destruction moved. They only stared at Vegeta as if frozen by all the chilling intimidation he was letting out. They were obviously petrified and Vegeta could see them quivering out of their horror. The intoxicating scent of their fear only brought him to the edge and he grinned crazily at them.
"Hmph! Chickening out even before the fight begins? I knew it. And you got the nerve to speak to me in such a manner! Come on now, if you don't fight me, then I will obliterate you all in here!"
Arak was the first to snap out of his terror as he protested, "You cannot do that! We're in the presence of the Kings of All and Nothingness!"
"Heh! I didn't hear them complaining. Plus, he said that there's no need for me to hold back, right?"
"..."
"If you're not going to make a move, then I'll go first!" he declared as he crossed his arms in an X in front of him, his fingers clawed forward.
"Haaaah!"
With a mighty kiai, Vegeta swept his arms to the side, causing his purple flame-like aura to burst forward in a wave of blazing wind of flames, slashing through the air and making the other eleven Gods of Destruction shield themselves with their forearms.
Vegeta kicked off the floor of the arena and charged towards the still hesitant destroyer deities. The first one he attacked was Rumsshi, who even as Vegeta had already appeared right behind the massive pink elephant god, was still staring at the afterimage he left from where he last stood. None of them was able to sense his movements at all.
Vegeta's right fist flew towards Rumsshi's left cheek, even if his fist wasn't connecting yet with his foe's face, the pressure wave his energy alone emitted was enough to affect the space between him and Rumsshi. It was a little too late when the God of Destruction of the Tenth Universe finally sensed what was coming for him. Vegeta's punch already sent him flying across the ring before he could even react.
When the part of the arena several feet across them exploded after Rumshii crashed into it with a devastating force, was the only time the other Gods of Destruction turned to him in perplexity, wondering what the hell just happened.
Vegeta moved once more with a speed that not even one among his foes could see coming. Quitela, Arak, Champa, Liquir, and Jinn were suddenly beaten together by a series of invisible and unexpected flurry of attacks which, to their confusion, just came out of nowhere before they stumbled forward, spewing blood from their mouths.
"What the hell was that?!" Sidra gasped.
"Is he moving with a speed even we couldn't see?!" Heles gasped.
Quitela tried to stand up immediately, refusing to be beaten so easily, only to find himself unable to do so due to the damage Vegeta had done to him.
"His energy… It's slowing down my regenerative powers!" he gasped, finding his supposedly rapid recuperation ability brought by his immortality as a God of Destruction being decelerated.
"Damn it!" Arak hissed through the pain.
Liquir roared, powering up and unleashing his nine tails. The fur of his tails stood on its end as his eyes glowed golden. Charging up his destructive powers, he fired rapid blasts towards where the Seventh Universe's God of Destruction stood behind them. Vegeta simply smiled back at him coldly, his flaming aura nullifying the upcoming blasts into nothingness.
"Did his aura just negated Liquir's attacks like they were nothing?!" Jinn gasped
A sudden boisterous elephant roar was heard bellowing from where Rumsshi plummeted earlier. The powerful and ear-piercing soundwave caused everyone, aside from the guide angels, Daishinkan, King Zen and King Mu, to be shaken down to their core. This was Rumsshi's special attack, 'God of Destruction's Battle Roar', and it can incapacitate all Universe-level gods. While the Gods of Destruction were able to withstand the effects of it and were only debilitated for a few moments, all Gods of Creation passed out on the floor.
Because Vegeta's senses were heightened in his new state, Rumsshi's attack affected him the most– not because he was weakened by it like the others, but simply because of his enhanced hearing. He flinched as he heard a painful ringing in both of his ears, causing him to stagger due to loss of balance brought by that.
It would have been a good timing for everyone to attack him all at once, but as everyone's still unable to move, it was only Rumshii who charged towards Vegeta in his unbridled rage. He wanted revenge for what this arrogant fool did to him just now, for the humiliation, for the disrespect.
Still unable to recover from that last devastating attack which came from the pink elephant destroyer, Vegeta was unable to defend himself from Rumsshi's fierce assaults. A few moments passed by and the other Gods of Destruction began to regain their strength and their ability to move.
Finding this a chance to use in order to jump Vegeta together, Sidra yelled, "Everyone! Let's attack him all at once, now!"
The eleven Gods of Destruction jumped altogether against Vegeta, attacking him in great combination of their refined attacks and abilities.
And when it was all seemed they would win, they began to charge up their finishing move by combining their destructive energy all into a single, massive sphere of destruction, Hakai Dama, and hurled it in unison towards the still and beaten Vegeta.
"Haaaaah!"
However, Vegeta's lips suddenly twisted into an unhinged grin.
"Heh!"
Vegeta suddenly leapt off the platform, spun around in the air with a fluid and graceful movement and kicked the mighty Hakai Dama with his right leg as if it was a football.
"Hyaaaahh!"
As he did so, he utilized the Forced Spirit Fission technique to break down the combined energy into smaller fragments of Hakai, which bounced back towards the Gods of Destruction's direction across the battlefield and caused them to leap out of the way and shield themselves.
"No way… He separated our combined powers and bounced it back to us?!" gasped Sidra.
"Just how many tricks does he actually have?!"
Vegeta dropped to the ground. He was still recovering from their earlier assault but he surprised his opponents with his willpower alone. They tried to make sense of what just happened and strategize their next move while they observed Vegeta's aura healing him rapidly and completely.
Once he had fully recovered, the Gods of Destruction abruptly sensed a new kind of danger and dread overwhelmed their ability to think when they felt Vegeta's ki surging more intensely than before.
"HRAAAAAAAAAARRGHHHH!"
Flexing his arms and throwing his head back, Vegeta roared like that of his inner beast, and then his aura exploded in a devastating burst, causing the others to fall backwards. His power rapidly escalated to new and breathtaking levels that surprised even the higher gods.
Vegeta's continuous battle roar echoed across the Null Realm, his rising power brought tremors across the void of nothingness once again, changing the purple sky into complete blackness.
"Impossible! Did he just get stronger after all of that?!"
Vegeta lowered his head down, his wild eyes, deranged expression and his new level of power frightened his foes to the point they were frozen with their terror. He was laughing in pure delight as his power continued to increase every second. Up above them, the higher gods were both impressed and concerned at the same time.
"Yes! Yes, that's what I want to see from you!" he declared with a wide, wicked grin. "Nothing else revs me up so much than this! More! I want more! Come and make my blood boil even more!"
"So this is the power of the Secret of Self-Indulgence technique?" gasped Liquir.
"And in combination with his Saiyan origins and his abilities as a God of Destruction, it only makes him more and more powerful and more dangerous."
"He's practically unbounded at this point," Champa said. "There's no way we can beat him."
Champa was correct about that. How were they supposed to match Vegeta with all that might and power and the Secret of Self-Indulgence technique on his sleeve? He will only grow more and more powerful with each blow they will deal him with!
"He may be boundless but not unbeatable," Arak encouraged.
"But we already combined our powers and he simply separated them! He can nullify our attacks with his aura alone, his strength alone far exceeds our own and he also moves at a speed even we cannot detect! If we attack him, it will only make him stronger than before!" Iwan said.
"If only we can knock him out in one hit, just one hit, then we can win," Toppo said.
Everyone turned to him, looking at him like he just lost his mind, but eventually realized that he was probably right. But how are they going to muster up enough strength to do that?
Mule, who was within his mighty robot, Moscow, which served as his armor as well, has volunteered to try and do that. He had an interesting idea on how they could do this. At first, they argued over the plan, not really wanting to contribute their powers into that stinking robot, doubting the plan's efficiency since they were just made aware that Vegeta could separate their combined energies with whatever trick he had used earlier.
Liquir considered that since Vegeta transformed into the Oozaru first, and the fact that it is well-known a Saiyan's common weakness was his tail, then perhaps if they could manage to either grab Vegeta's monkey-like tail or cut it off, it could probably incapacitate him enough to become weak and powerless or turn him back to his base form.
Vegeta, who stood not far away from them with his arms crossed over his chest, was hearing their plans. He took a step closer to the other Gods of Destruction, letting out an evil chuckle. This caused the others to stop their argument and turn to him warily.
"Sounds like a nice plan. Feel free to try it anytime. Who knows if it might work?" Vegeta told them.
"How dare you eavesdrop! Go away!"
"Don't look at me or you might lose your chance."
"He's confident. This would only mean that he doesn't worry about it. That's not a good sign. Could he be hiding another evolution, some kind of nasty trick, or something else?"
"Yes, he is. But if we can only find some sort of weakness, his overconfidence will be his downfall."
Beep! Beep!
Mule told them to stop doubting themselves and proceed with the plan if they want this to end quickly so they can all go home. He was getting a bit impatient with all this mess going on. The other ten Hakaishins let go of their doubts and transferred their energy to his robot. He unleashed his God of Destruction aura to create a giant power avatar in the image of his mighty robot, filled by the powers of Destruction to the brim.
"We're counting on you, Mule!"
A loud beep responded to that as if saying 'right!'. Moscow's giant avatar clenched its right fist and charged at Vegeta with a mighty flaming arm, intending to grab the Saiyan who became a Hakaishin and trap him.
However much to their surprise, Vegeta counterattacked with something of his own.
The God of Destruction of the Seventh Universe clenched his right fist on his side and concentrated his power into it. His flaming purple aura burst out of his hand, forming a giant flaming arm with dangerous looking claws. He then swung his arm forward as if about to punch back, to catch Mule's upcoming assault.
"Haaaaaahhh!"
Vegeta's giant flaming claw caught Moscow's upcoming grab, and a massive shockwave blew around them intensely.
Vegeta slowly closed his clawed hand into a tight fist, with his giant flaming claw imitating the movement and completely reducing Moscow's avatar into dust. Mule was taken aback by this and he backed off. A loud beeping, sounding like a cry of disbelief, was heard echoing from his robot.
"You're kidding me! He's truly on another level!" screeched Champa.
Vegeta snorted out loud, and used his giant claw to backhand the robot out of his sight, causing Mule and Moscow to roll against the arena floor until they pitifully fell into the void.
"Mule!" Rumsshi screamed. Being the God of Destruction of the Tenth Universe, Mule's mirroring Universe, he began to worry about his own existence.
Realizing his mistake, Vegeta extended his energy claw to drag Mule and his robot back to the arena. He would have fallen into the void of Nothingness and won't be able to return.
After dropping down Moscow into the arena floor, Vegeta stared down at his fist, still engulfed by the flames of his own destructive power, an annoyed look etched on his facial expression.
"Tch! This won't do. Damn it! I guess I have to properly control this thing's power output soon," he thought. "But for now…" he raised his head towards the other destroyers.
He frowned. From the looks on their faces, he could tell that they were aware that they wouldn't be able to beat him.
"What's wrong? Do you want to stop here?" he asked. "Look at your pathetic selves. It seems I have completely overpowered every single one of you. What have you fools been doing all this time since I defeated you 900 years ago? Have you been training at all? Tch! You don't have any sense of fighting spirit within you. At this rate, you don't warrant any of my attention any longer. You're all too weak, too slow, too pathetic and this fight bores me. I don't feel like fighting with you anymore."
"Alright, that should be enough," King Mu said.
"Yeah," Vegeta agreed as he nodded back and reverted to his normal form.
The place shifted back to the meeting hall within the King of All's Palace.
"What's your verdict, Vegeta Yonsei?" King Mu asked.
Vegeta rolled his eyes and crossed his arms over his chest, "They're all pathetic! I don't know how they are so confident to be able to defend their Universe with their level of power."
The Gods of Destruction didn't say anything about that out of shame. They were painfully made aware of their shortcomings.
"Now, do you see why you need to prepare yourselves for this upcoming war? If you are no match against Vegeta here, how do you expect to fight against our upcoming enemies?"
"Yes, we… We apologize for our foolishness, your Majesty. We will keep up with our training."
"That's good to hear," King Zen said. "And Vegeta-kun, impressive power and performance as expected. Please keep that up."
"Of course! I'm not like these lazy fools who neglect their training. I will not stop making myself stronger and stronger. I will not allow anyone of them to surpass me anytime soon."
"Well, I guess that's also a good thing to hear from you. Now then– hm?"
Suddenly, someone donned in a deep crimson cloak and a white oval mask entered and walked forward towards the aisle, causing the Universe-level deities and the Destroyer Mercenaries to look at the newcomer with confused gazes, clearly not recognizing the mysterious and petite figure. Vegeta's brows furrowed in puzzlement, he recognized that boy as being the one who tried to kill Hikari Ishida back on Magus Island.
The Kings and the Grand Priest weren't as fazed as the others though.
The boy in the red cloak took his hood off, bowing before the Kings of Everything and Nothingness, then he straightened up with the commanding and confident posture of someone with a highly regal status. He seemed to have an aura similar to that of a wild lion.
The three of them seemed to have some sort of private telepathic conversation for like three seconds, causing King Zen and King Mu to look at each other in shock before they seemed to take whatever information he brought with him and simply nodded back.
Then the boy turned his cold, slanted golden eyes to Daishinkan's direction and communicated with him as well. Vegeta caught Daishinkan's eyes on him for a second or two and then the Grand Priest gave the boy a small smile and nodded in understanding.
"Hey, Whis," Vegeta quietly called his attendant's attention.
"Yes, milord?" Whis asked him as low-toned as he did.
"Do you recognize this boy? I know one of my clones encountered him on Magus Island yesterday when he tried to kill Hikari Ishida. Who the hell is he? It doesn't seem like everybody knows him based on how they all reacted. Is he a god or something else?"
"No, milord. He isn't a god but he used to be a God of Destruction many many years ago."
"Huh? Aren't previous gods of destruction supposed to be non-existent anymore once their predecessor took over their place?"
"Well… It's kind of complicated, milord."
"I think I can keep up."
"I'll tell you later, if he doesn't introduce himself here."
Vegeta nodded his head once before he returned his attention to the red-cloaked child, whose golden eyes were observing him in scrutiny.
"I see…" Daishinkan said to the boy quietly. There seemed to be a hint of disappointment in his voice. "Very well then. You may go ahead."
The mysterious masked boy in the red cloak finally faced the Universe-level gods who clearly don't recognize him at all. Now Vegeta got his full profile. The boy appeared to be the same age as Yonshir physically and if you put them next to each other, one would think they're actually twins or siblings. He had long brown hair, the top arranged in a wild but soft flame-like array almost similar to Vegeta's, but the fringes that framed his small face were long, layered bangs and he had long locks of hair in front of his ears. His irises were golden with slitted pupils similar to that of felines.
Vegeta also sensed the boy's power, and he knew that even if it was being suppressed, he was extremely powerful, though probably not as strong as he is. But his presence alone was extremely intimidating. He could tell that the boy, despite his petite size, could be a very cold and ruthless warrior, perhaps the same as he could become...
Or even more.
But there was something about the boy that made him feel oddly familiar with. Was it his aura or charisma which he could tell was similar to his own fearsome nature?
The boy's golden gaze swept across the room, observing his gawking and confused audience, before his fearsome stare fell in Vegeta's direction once again. The two of them stared at each other in what seemed like an intense glaring match. Vegeta felt insulted by the way this kid stared down at him, it was as if he meant nothing to the child at all. This made him furious, but one look upon his golden eyes, Vegeta was stumped. It was as if an invisible force was pushing him away from the kid. What was it? Was he feeling intimidated? By a mere child?!
Vegeta could feel himself shaking. He even heard Shin ask him if he was feeling okay. He frowned, trying to convince himself that this was not out of fear because he was feeling intimidated by a mere child's presence, but rather, some sort of excitement. His clone had witnessed part of this child's power when it encountered him on Magus Island. Vegeta's Saiyan instinct was telling him that the boy was extremely powerful and that's what's making him tremble with anticipation. The urge to fight someone like him was making his blood boil.
Vegeta fumed as he tried to control himself, clenching his fists on his sides and pursing his lips together. His brows furrowed, his eyes narrowed as his irises glowed a mauvish crimson light.
The boy rolled his eyes before he finally spoke to address the universe-level gods, "This should be the first time you met me in this form, but let's just pretend this is truly our first meeting. I am the Great Sage Flaming Pride of Heaven, Tajibe Sadal. I am a newly awakened immortal god standing above the ranks of the Multiverse-level higher deities. I have come from somewhere distant to help you in the preparation for this upcoming heavenly war."