The Way to Leave, A Different Dragon Ball

"Gamos!"

Hearing someone call his name from afar, Gamos didn't need to turn around to know it was his High Priestess and nanny, Yasi.

"Sister Yasi!" Gamos lunged into her arms, burying his head deep into her heaving bosom.

Seemingly long accustomed to Gamos's behavior, Yasi didn't show the slightest bit of anger, instead saying dotingly, "You little pervert, you don't learn anything good at such a young age. Alright, there's serious business to attend to."

Yasi playfully flicked his nose before finding a spot to sit down. Gamos lay in her arms, wrapping his arms around the goddess's slender waist and breathing in her intoxicating natural scent, his tail wagging uncontrollably.

Ignoring him, Yasi spoke to herself. "The Green Cloth Tribe has been thoroughly terrified; they won't be causing any more trouble for a while. However, as of yesterday, for some unknown reason, the entire Green Cloth Tribe vanished overnight."

Yasi's tone was grave, but Gamos didn't take it to heart. While toying with her fingers, he said, "So they vanished, big deal. They weren't anything good anyway."

Seeing Gamos was somewhat distracted, Yasi felt truly helpless. She had witnessed his strength; he was indeed powerful. Honestly, she also felt that the tribe couldn't stir up much trouble, yet she couldn't shake a sense of impending doom.

"My warrior, you are indeed incomparably brave, but my intuition is also very accurate. I just feel that if we don't handle this properly, there could be big trouble."

However, no matter what Yasi said, Gamos couldn't muster any interest. At this moment, his heart was set entirely on leaving this planet.

His combat power had long since broken through one hundred million, and he could transform into a Super Saiyan at will—the green-haired kind, at that. Compared to the few hundred combat power of the strongest beings on this planet, he was like a max-level veteran stuck in a newbie village. It was agonizing.

Seeing that her persuasion was useless, Yasi sighed helplessly.

Gamos had long told her about the knowledge of the universe and his desire to leave, but he was the warrior chosen by the God of Thought. By all logic, he should stay to protect their planet.

Seeming to have made up her mind, Yasi hugged him tightly and finally spoke with hesitation. "Gamos, I'm sorry. Actually, I know the way to leave."

"What?" Gamos was shocked. So Yasi knew how to leave, even though she had clearly said she didn't before.

As if seeing the questioning look in his eyes, Yasi felt a bit guilty, but she steeled herself and spoke. "Our home is a special space, not in the universe. To be precise, it is a dimensional rift. The God of Thought led us to this secluded paradise away from the world."

"According to the prophecy, fate will stop, and the world will fall into a dark age. When that time comes, whether it is this world or the universe outside, both will be swept into a catastrophe. The Green Cloth Tribe didn't originally exist here, but the brutal tribe appeared suddenly. This is just the beginning; all kinds of enemies will appear throughout the universe. Whether it is rebirth or destruction, no one can know."

"And you are 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, it was my selfishness."

Listening to her words, Gamos fell silent.

To be honest, he was a little annoyed by her concealment, but she had been very good to him. Plus, she only wanted her homeland to survive the disaster. If it were him, Gamos couldn't guarantee he would be selfless enough to let his protector go.

"Yasi!"

Looking at that familiar, peerless face—well, as a man, Gamos really couldn't bring himself to blame her.

Yasi lowered her head in shame, not daring to meet his gaze.

"Yasi, thank you for telling me. If your prophecy is true, then I must leave even more."

"The world outside is vast. Only by roaming the universe and constantly dueling with experts can I become stronger. If a disaster involving the entire universe is coming, I certainly cannot sit idly by."

Looking at Gamos's determined eyes, Yasi felt even more ashamed.

Gamos suddenly changed the subject, his tone turning lecherous. "Sister Yasi, if you feel sorry for me, how about you give birth to a hundred children for me as compensation?"

Hearing this, Yasi burst into laughter.

"You're still a child yourself, and you're already thinking about having kids? Why are you so precocious? You're only six years old! Besides, we aren't even the same species. Are you sure we can even have children?"

Gamos stood up and huffed.

"Who told you to be so beautiful? If I don't call dibs early, by the time I grow up, your kids will have already run off. Also, keep an eye on your sister for me too; both of you will be my wives in the future."

Besides Yasi, Lanya had also been claimed by Gamos. He couldn't let two goddess-level figures slip through his fingers.

As for reproductive isolation, Saiyans and Earthlings weren't the same species either, and they still reproduced! Besides, when it came to taking wives, the brother of the Dragon Ball hero Vegeta was the most outrageous—he married an alien similar to the Omni-King.

The two began to chat nonsense, and the previously heavy atmosphere was replaced by laughter.

At this moment on Namek, the sky was churning with dark clouds and flashing lightning, looking like the end of the world.

A short figure with smooth skin and purple crystal-like protrusions on his head, chest, shoulders, and calves floated in the air. With purple-black lips and two lines like blood tears beneath his eyes, these distinct features belonged to none other than the big boss who pushed Dragon Ball to its peak, the Galactic Emperor, Frieza!

Opposite him was a man with a cold expression, his upper body bare and covered in scars. His golden hair stood on end, and his entire body radiated a golden light.

He was undoubtedly the protagonist of Dragon Ball, Son Goku, also known as the Saiyan Kakarot. This was his first time transforming into a Super Saiyan, and it was the moment that gained him the most fans.

"Frieza, this time, I will definitely not let you go!"

"Damn it, I clearly killed the Super Saiyan and wiped out the Saiyan race. How could another Super Saiyan appear? You damned Saiyan monkey, I am the Galactic Emperor Frieza! How could I possibly lose to you!"

Frieza clenched his fists, his eyes wide with rage, having long since lost his usual elegance.

The battle between the two was about to erupt. One wrapped in golden light, the other fueled by pink energy, the two soon became locked in a fierce struggle.

Facing Frieza's fist, Son Goku showed no fear. When the punch came straight for his face, he didn't even dodge, taking the blow head-on without so much as a scratch.

Turnabout is fair play; Son Goku countered with a heavy punch to his opponent's abdomen, causing Frieza to spit out saliva in pain.

Taking advantage of the moment Frieza hunched over, Son Goku raised his arm and delivered an elbow strike to his back. Frieza screamed again and was smashed downward.

"Damn you!"

Frieza, having just landed, whipped his tail around and struck Son Goku directly in the waist, sending him flying.

Seizing the advantage, Frieza immediately unleashed a barrage of energy blasts, pouring out a relentless Prince Tactics.

"Ya, ya, ya! Damn you, die!"

The treacherous Frieza suddenly changed his final energy blast into a Destructo Disc, hiding it amidst the Prince Tactics.

As the dust from the rumbling explosions began to settle, a figure wreathed in golden ki soared into the sky—it was Son Goku.

Thinking it was merely Prince Tactics, Son Goku had been batting away the incoming energy waves; even those that slipped through caused little damage, but he hadn't expected a Destructo Disc to be hidden among them, nearly cutting him in half.

"Frieza!"

Son Goku roared, his golden aura erupting as he charged toward his opponent once more. Frieza did not show the slightest weakness, unleashing his own power and rushing to meet him.

The two powerful energies collided, triggering a massive explosion.

"Wild monkey, it's time to end this!"

Frieza raised both hands high, manifesting a colossal energy sphere. With a throwing motion, he hurled the massive ball of energy directly down at Son Goku.

"Ohoho, this is power capable of destroying a planet! Super Saiyan, you shall perish along with this world!"

As Frieza's arrogant words faded, Son Goku began his counterattack, placing his hands in a lotus shape at his right hip.

"Kamehameha! Ha!"

A blue streak of energy tore through the sky, colliding with the massive energy sphere and bringing it to a dead halt.

"Ha!"

Son Goku exerted more force, and the blue energy wave instantly pierced through Frieza's sphere, heading straight for him.

"Nani?"

Frieza's eyes were filled with disbelief; his planet-destroying attack had actually been pierced through.

At that critical moment, a tall figure instantly appeared in front of Frieza. Facing the blue Kamehameha, he simply raised one hand and caught it with ease.

Sensing something was wrong, Son Goku quickly ceased his attack. As the shockwaves dissipated, a man who looked exactly like Son Goku appeared, gazing up at the sky.

As the aftermath cleared, Son Goku 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, looking identical to Son Goku, stood there with his right hand still held in a defensive posture.

"Son Goku, long time no see. Heh, to be precise, you don't know me yet."

The Black-Clad Son Goku tilted his head high, looking down at the original Son Goku with an arrogant expression.

"Who are you?"

The Black-Clad Son Goku flashed a wicked smile and turned his head toward Frieza.

"Lowly mortal, I didn't expect that my very first appearance would involve me accidentally blocking this attack for you. You are truly lucky, mortal."

After saying this, the Black-Clad Son Goku raised his right hand, and an energy blast of gold wrapped in black roared directly toward his target.

Frieza attempted to block it, but he never imagined the power of this strike would be so immense. He was blasted far away in an instant, followed by a violent, thunderous explosion.

Frieza, deceased.