Kami's Lookout
A slightly stooped figure stood at the edge of Kami's Lookout. Though his aged, wrinkled face was worn by time, his eyes seemed to have witnessed countless changes in the world and seen through all things.
His gaze remained fixed on the world of living beings beneath the Lookout.
"Well? Have you made up your mind?"
Behind Kami, Piccolo's voice rang out. "Earlier, you said you needed to observe a little longer. You wasted time for nothing. Have you made your decision or not?"
Hearing this, Kami withdrew his gaze, cold sweat trickling down his forehead. "I never expected that this fellow had been lying low all this time, only truly baring his fangs now."
"Who are you talking about?" Piccolo asked doubtfully.
"A mysterious creature that suddenly appeared out of nowhere. I've been watching him for seven years, but he never did anything evil. He just grew quietly, so I didn't keep a close watch on him." Kami narrowed his eyes slightly.
"What? You've known about him for seven years, and you never told us a single word?" Piccolo immediately blew up.
A bead of cold sweat rolled down Kami's forehead. "After all, he hadn't harmed a single human or animal, nor had he polluted the environment. As Earth's Kami, I couldn't act against him without cause."
Piccolo growled, "And then? What has he done now?"
Kami took a few breaths before answering, "At first, he began absorbing animals' life force, but only in small numbers. Later, he gradually became more reckless, until Son Gohan stepped in to stop him."
"Son Gohan attacked him?" Piccolo frowned.
"That's right. But because that fellow evolved the ability to create clones, Son Gohan only destroyed some of his clones. He couldn't kill him completely!" Kami replied.
"Damn it, that's because