Zamasu Incident

"Hi, Lord Champa."

Sun Wukong raised a hand in greeting as he walked over. Champa held a piece of roast meat in each hand and, still eating, turned around to find the newcomer looking rather clueless.

With a gulp, he swallowed the meat in his mouth and spoke.

"Oh! You're not afraid to meet a God of Devastation?"

"What's there to be afraid of? I can't sense any evil energy from you!"

Sun Wukong was quick to make himself at home. He plopped down on the other side of the table, grabbed some meat from a platter, and started eating.

"Mmm, the food here is just as delicious as ever. Lord Champa, try this bowl of noodles. They're especially chewy, and the broth is great too. It's really good."

Sun Wukong kept recommending his favorite dishes as he ate.

Gamos watched the whole thing. As expected of the protagonist: with his pure heart and protagonist's aura, he could befriend just about anyone who wasn't a major villain.

Just look at that. Sun Wukong had barely arrived, and after a few words he was already getting along with the God of Devastation.

"Kakarot, that idiot! Does he even realize how terrifying a God of Devastation is?"

Vegeta gritted his teeth as he watched the scene, feeling that Earth might well be destroyed because of Sun Wukong.

Gamos patted Vegeta on the shoulder.

"You're just too tense. Gods of Devastation aren't as lofty or as vicious as you think. Champa is actually pretty easy to get along with."

Bulma had the chefs bring out a plate of grilled lamb skewers, then sprinkled a handful of cumin over them. Their mouthwatering aroma stirred everyone's appetite.

"They look delicious."

Vados picked one up first. She opened her cherry-red lips, bit into a piece of meat, and gently pulled it off the skewer.

As soon as the grilled meat touched her tongue, its unique aroma overwhelmed her taste buds.

"Mmm, this is just too delicious!"

Vados bashfully covered her cheeks as she chewed quickly.

Seeing how much everyone was enjoying the food, Gamos couldn't resist either and joined the feast.

Krillin, Yamcha, and Vegeta all had Saiyan appetites too. They exchanged glances, then joined in as well.

The grand meal originally prepared for Champa had turned into a feast for everyone.

The three teams of chefs Bulma had hired were working like mad, taking shifts around the clock.

"You cook a pot, then hurry off and rest. I'll make the next one."

After a whirlwind of eating, the empty dishes had piled up on the table like a small mountain. The meal had lasted nearly an hour, and it was finally coming to an end.

When everyone had eaten their fill, Vados finally reminded them, "Lord Champa, it's time to discuss business."

Champa lay comfortably in a deck chair, rubbing his overstuffed belly as he basked in the sunshine.

At the sound of his attendant's voice, he remembered he still had something to take care of. He turned his gaze to Gamos.

"Gamos, shouldn't you explain that Time Ring you have?"

Gamos gulped down the last bowl of soup before setting it down.

"Lord Champa, let Goku explain."

"Me? Explain what?"

Sun Wukong pointed at himself, looking confused.

"Zamasu!"

"Zamasu? The guy who stole my face? Lord Champa, here's what happened."

"Zamasu came from the future. The future me must have been incredibly powerful, which made Zamasu jealous. So he used the Super Dragon Balls to switch bodies with me."

"Then he used the Time Ring to keep traveling through time, finding lots of other Zamasus and switching bodies with other powerful fighters too."

As Sun Wukong explained, Champa propped his cheek on one hand and tapped the table rhythmically with the index finger of the other.

"He keeps traveling through time and using the Super Dragon Balls to switch into all kinds of powerful bodies. What's he trying to do?"

"Vados, is this the God of Devastation's responsibility?"

"Reckless time travel is strictly forbidden. If something like this happens, it falls under the Supreme Kais' jurisdiction. However, Lord Champa, the Supreme Kai doesn't seem strong enough to stop him."

Vados's explanation only made Champa feel that more trouble was coming.

"Who exactly is this Zamasu? And where did he get his Time Ring?"

When it came to Zamasu's identity, everyone looked at one another. Gamos apparently hadn't mentioned it, so no one knew.

"I'll go get Master Roshi. He can look into other people's memories. I have two Zamasus with me, so we could try looking through theirs."

After saying this, Gamos used Instant Transmission and vanished.

Less than three seconds later, Gamos reappeared, accompanied by a bald, long-bearded, hunched old man.

"Huh? Where am I?"

"Master Roshi!"

Sun Wukong was the first to greet his teacher.

"Goku, you're here too. What do you need me for?"

"Master Roshi, if I remember right, you can look into other people's memories. We'd like to ask you a favor."

Gamos got straight to the point. Master Roshi frowned as he listened.

"If the other person is a god, I can't be sure it'll work. Looking into someone else's memories is no small matter. First of all, they absolutely can't resist. It's best to sneak a look without them noticing."

"But people with strong mental powers might notice if you try to peek into their memories. And if they're gods, well, I've never tried it before."

Master Roshi rubbed his bald head, admitting that he wasn't sure either.

"That's fine. We can just knock him out."

When it came to causing trouble, a transmigrator had the advantage. With his God's-eye view, he had plenty of ideas.

"In that case, it should be fine. But since he's a god, there's no guarantee it'll work."

Gamos took out a bottle with intricate patterns carved into its lid. Everyone looked at it curiously, wondering what he was about to do.

But when Master Roshi saw the bottle, he immediately recognized it as a sealing jar. Something must have been sealed inside.

"Everyone, step back a little."

Gamos opened the lid and tossed the bottle into the middle of the courtyard. With a bang, the bottle shattered, and Dark Hit appeared.

"So this little ant was captured by you."

Champa stroked his chin, wondering whether he should destroy the fellow right then and there.

"Champa!"

Dark Hit spotted the portly Champa at once and tried to run, but Gamos was quicker. He punched Dark Hit in the back of the neck.

With a thud, Dark Hit's eyes glazed over, and he lost consciousness.

"Master Roshi, it's up to you now."

Master Roshi stepped forward, his expression grave. He focused his mental energy and reached toward Dark Hit's head.

Gamos concentrated and released his own mental energy, watching every move as he tried to learn the technique.

That way, he could later use it to explain how he knew certain important information, by claiming he'd learned it through this skill.

As Master Roshi examined the memories, his grave expression grew darker and darker, until it became one of utter despair.

"There are more than ten thousand Dark Ones, and quite a few of them have the fighting power of Gods of Devastation. This is really bad."

"Hey, old man, how is it?"

Master Roshi turned around with a grave expression and looked toward Champa.

"The situation is dire. This man is Zamasu, an Apprentice Supreme Kai from Universe 10. He couldn't stand the existence of mortals, so he joined forces with multiple versions of himself and created a plan called the Zero Mortals Plan. They intend to kill everyone in the world."

"And you gods will be their first targets. Large numbers of Zamasus have gathered in the same timeline. According to their plan, they'll first kill the twelve Supreme Kais, then wipe out all the mortals in that timeline."

"Dozens of timelines have already been wiped clean. You should protect your own Supreme Kai first. If the Supreme Kai of Universe 6 is killed, you'll disappear too."

Champa's eyes widened at this. Was this a joke? They were going to kill the Supreme Kais of twelve universes? They were insanely bold!

And dozens of timelines had already fallen? Did that mean a dozen or more versions of himself had been killed?

"This makes me furious! If all of this is true, it's outrageous. Vados, contact the God of Devastation in Universe 10 and tell him what's happening. Let him deal with it himself."

"And tell our universe's Supreme Kai to stay home and keep out of trouble. No, have him come to my God of Destruction Planet. Zamasu has his eyes on this world, and I don't want to die."

Only then did everyone realize that the God of Devastation and the Supreme Kai shared a life. Killing the twelve Supreme Kais was the same as killing twelve Gods of Devastation.

"Champa, I can't contact the angel of Universe 10."

Vados gazed gravely at the staff in her hand. Its tip kept flashing as it repeatedly called the other angel, but no one ever answered.

Everything was just as Gamos had expected. After traveling here, Zamasu would immediately seek out his counterpart in this timeline. So the Supreme Kai of Universe 10 had been the first target.

Though Gamos knew this, he couldn't say it outright. These secrets about the gods were known only to gods. As a mortal, it was better not to get involved too deeply.

"Damn it! I only went out to eat a meal, so why did I have to run into something this troublesome? And I can't even ignore it. What a pain!"

Champa grabbed his head, looking thoroughly frustrated.

"Lord Champa, you've already taken in far too much fat today. Putting your brain to work is good for you. A bit of exercise would help you lose weight too."

No matter the occasion, Vados never missed a chance to remind him to think more, exercise more, and lose weight.

Champa seemed to think of something. He quickly turned around and looked at Krillin and Yamcha. The two men jumped at his gaze.

"Why do you two look exactly like those other two? And your auras are so similar too, almost as if they were the same. You aren't Zamasus too, are you?"

Champa rubbed his chin, eyeing them suspiciously.

The two shuddered and hurried to explain.

"No, we're not! These aren't our original bodies. They're bodies Zamasu switched into in the future. We just took them from him. We're definitely not Zamasu!"