"Gamos!"
Hearing someone call out to him from a distance, Gamos knew without turning around that it was his High Priestess caretaker, Yasi.
"Sis Yasi!" Gamos threw himself into her arms, burying his head in her ample bosom.
As though she had long since grown used to Gamos's antics, Yasi didn't get the slightest bit angry. Instead, she said indulgently, "You little pervert. You're so young, and already you've picked up bad habits. Anyway, we have something important to discuss."
Yasi chided him and playfully scratched his nose, then found a place to sit. Gamos lay in her arms, hugging the goddess around her slender waist and breathing in her soothing scent. His tail swished around uncontrollably.
Yasi ignored him and continued on her own. "The Green Cloth Tribe has been thoroughly beaten into submission. They won't cause any more trouble for a while. But yesterday, for some reason, the entire Green Cloth Tribe disappeared overnight."
Yasi spoke solemnly, but Gamos didn't take it seriously. Playing with her fingers, he said, "So what if they disappeared? It's not like they were anything special."
Seeing how distracted Gamos was, Yasi could only sigh helplessly. She had witnessed his strength, and he really was powerful. Honestly, she didn't think the Green Cloth Tribe could cause much trouble either. Still, she couldn't shake the feeling that something bad was coming.
"My brave warrior, you really are incredibly courageous, but my instincts are sharp, too. I can't help feeling that if we don't deal with this properly, we'll be in serious trouble."
No matter what Yasi said, though, Gamos couldn't muster any interest. All he could think about was leaving this planet.
His battle power had already surpassed a hundred million. He could transform into a Super Saiyan at will—even one with green hair. Compared to the few hundred battle power possessed by the strongest people on this planet, he was like a max-level player stuck in the starting village. It was unbearable.
Seeing that her persuasion was getting nowhere, Yasi sighed helplessly.
Gamos had told her about the outside universe long ago, and she knew he wanted to leave. But he was the warrior chosen by the God of Thought, and by rights, he ought to stay and protect their planet.
As though she had finally made up her mind, Yasi hugged him tightly and at last spoke, though her voice wavered with hesitation. "Gamos, I'm sorry. The truth is, I know how to leave."
"What?" Gamos was stunned. So Yasi knew how to get out of here, even though she had previously said she didn't.
As if she had seen the accusation in his eyes, Yasi looked uneasy, but still steeled herself and continued.
"This place is a special space. It isn't in the universe—in truth, it's a dimensional rift. The God of Thought brought us here to this secluded paradise, far from the world."
"According to the prophecy, fate will come to a halt and the world will sink into a dark age. When that happens, both this world and the outer universe will be caught up in a catastrophe. The Green Cloth Tribe wasn't here originally, but they appeared out of nowhere. That's only the beginning. All kinds of enemies will appear throughout the universe, and no one knows whether it will be reborn or destroyed."
"And you're the warrior chosen by the God of Thought. Out of selfishness, I didn't want you to leave. I wanted you to stay and protect us. I'm sorry for being so selfish."
Listening to her, Gamos fell silent.
To be honest, Yasi's keeping this from him had upset him a little. But she had always treated him well, and she only wanted to protect her homeland from the coming disaster. If he were in her place, Gamos couldn't be sure he would selflessly let go of the one person who could protect them, either.
"Yasi!"
Looking at her familiar, peerlessly beautiful face, Gamos just couldn't bring himself to blame her. He was a man, after all.
Yasi lowered her head guiltily, afraid to meet his eyes.
"Yasi, thank you for telling me. If your prophecy is true, then I have even more reason to leave."
"The outside world is vast. Only by roaming the universe and constantly fighting powerful opponents can I grow stronger. And if the catastrophe threatens the entire universe, then we can't just sit around and wait for it to come."
Seeing the determination in Gamos's eyes, Yasi felt even more ashamed.
Gamos suddenly changed the subject, turning lecherous. "Sis Yasi, if you feel bad about it, how about you give me a hundred kids as compensation?"
Hearing that, Yasi burst out laughing.
"You're still a child yourself, and already you want children? Why are you so precocious? You're only six! Besides, we're different species. Are you sure we could even have children?"
Gamos stood up and huffed. "You're just too beautiful. If I don't call dibs now, by the time I'm grown up, your kids will already be running around. And keep an eye on your younger sister, too. You're both going to be my wives someday."
Besides Yasi, Gamos had already called dibs on Lanya as well. He couldn't pass up two women on the level of goddesses.
As for reproductive incompatibility, Saiyans and Earthlings weren't even the same species, yet they still had children! And when it came to taking a wife, the Dragon Ball character Vegeta's younger brother was the most outrageous of all. He married an alien who looked like Grand Zeno.
The two of them started joking around, and their laughter soon replaced the gloomy atmosphere.
Meanwhile, on Namek, dark clouds churned across the sky and lightning flashed, making it look like the end of the world.
A short fellow with smooth skin floated in the air. His head, chest, shoulders, and lower legs all resembled purple crystals. He had purplish-black lips and two streaks beneath his eyes that looked like bloody tears. These unmistakable features belonged to none other than the universe's tyrant, Frieza, the ultimate boss who had brought Dragon Ball to its peak!
Facing him was a cold-looking man with a bare, scarred upper body, upright golden hair, and a body gleaming with golden light.
It was none other than Dragon Ball's protagonist, Sun Wukong—also known as the Saiyan Kakarot. This was his first time transforming into a Super Saiyan, and the transformation that won him the most fans.
"Frieza, this time I won't let you get away!"
"Damn it! I already killed the Super Saiyan and wiped out the Saiyan race. How can there be another Super Saiyan? Damn Saiyan monkeys! I'm Frieza, the emperor of the universe! How could I possibly lose to you?"
Frieza clenched his fists and glared furiously. He had long since lost his usual elegance.
The two were on the verge of battle. One was wrapped in golden light, while the other wielded pink energy. They quickly clashed.
Faced with Frieza's fist, Sun Wukong wasn't the slightest bit afraid. He didn't even dodge the punch aimed straight at his face. He took the blow head-on and wasn't hurt at all.
An eye for an eye. Sun Wukong retaliated with a heavy punch to Frieza's stomach, making him spit in pain.
Taking advantage of Frieza doubling over, Sun Wukong raised his arm and drove an elbow into his back. Frieza screamed again and was sent crashing down.
"Damn it!"
Barely descending, Frieza whipped around and lashed out with his tail, striking Sun Wukong squarely in the waist and sending him flying.
Frieza pressed his advantage, unleashing countless energy blasts in a furious barrage of Prince Tactics.
"Y-yah! Damn you! Die!"
The despicable Frieza had been about to fire his final Ki Blast when he suddenly changed his move and launched a Destructo Disc instead, hiding it among the Prince Tactics barrage.
Amid the rumbling, before the dust had settled, a figure wreathed in golden energy flew into the sky. It was Sun Wukong.
Thinking it was just Prince Tactics, Sun Wukong had kept batting away the incoming energy waves. Even if a few got through, they wouldn't do much damage. He hadn't expected a Destructo Disc to be mixed in. He had nearly been sliced in half.
"Frieza!"
Sun Wukong roared as golden energy erupted around him, and he charged at Frieza again. Frieza was undaunted. He unleashed his own power and charged forward, too.
The two powerful energies collided, creating a massive explosion.
"Wild monkey, this ends now!"
Frieza raised both hands, conjuring a gigantic ball of fiery energy. Then he mimed a throwing motion, hurling the massive energy ball straight at Sun Wukong.
"Oh ho ho! This is powerful enough to destroy a planet. Super Saiyan, you and this planet will be destroyed together!"
As Frieza's arrogant words rang out, Sun Wukong began his counterattack. He clasped his hands together like a lotus and held them at his right hip.
"Kamehameha! Hah!"
A blue beam of energy tore through the sky and collided with the enormous energy ball, stopping it in its tracks.
"Hah!"
Sun Wukong put even more power into the attack. The blue energy wave instantly pierced Frieza's energy ball and shot straight toward him.
"Nani?"
Frieza stared in disbelief. His planet-destroying attack had actually been pierced.
At this critical moment, a tall figure appeared before Frieza in an instant. Facing the blue Kamehameha, he simply raised one hand and caught it with ease.
Sensing something was wrong, Sun Wukong hurriedly stopped his attack. When the shockwaves died down, someone who looked exactly like him appeared, looking up at the sky.
As the shockwaves faded, Sun Wukong was astonished to discover that the person who had blocked his attack was none other than himself.
"Nani? That's me?"
A man dressed in black stood there, looking exactly like Sun Wukong, his right hand still raised to block the attack.
"Sun Wukong, long time no see. Heh. Though, to be precise, you don't know me yet."
Black-Clad Son Goku lifted his chin high, looking down at the real Sun Wukong with an arrogant expression.
"Who are you?"
Black-Clad Son Goku gave a sinister smile and turned to look at Frieza.
"Lowly human, who would've thought I'd accidentally block that attack for you as soon as I showed up? You're one lucky human."
After saying that, Black-Clad Son Goku raised his right hand and fired a black-and-gold Ki Blast straight at Frieza.
Frieza tried to block it, but he hadn't expected the attack to be so powerful. It sent him flying far into the distance, followed by a tremendous explosion.
Frieza was dead.
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