A tense silence filled the air.
Vegeta stared at Goku, his expression frozen in disbelief.
Then—
His eye twitched.
Vegeta's Reaction
Vegeta:"…What?"
Goku grinned, hands on his hips.
Goku:"Yup! Zenny and the Grand Priest agreed! You're Universe 7's new God of Destruction!"
Vegeta's jaw tightened. His fists clenched. His entire body stiffened.
Then—
A burst of rage.
Vegeta:"YOU IMBECILE!!"
His aura flared violently, shaking the entire area.
Vegeta:"WHY THE HELL DID YOU PICK ME?!"
Goku laughed sheepishly, rubbing the back of his head.
Goku:"Well, I thought about it, and you're perfect for the job!"
Vegeta gritted his teeth.
Vegeta:"I DON'T WANT THE DAMN JOB!!"
The Oracle Fish Chimes In
The Oracle Fish floated anxiously.
Oracle Fish:"W-Well, technically, you don't have a choice… The Omni-Kings already approved it, so…"
Vegeta snapped toward him.
Vegeta:"THEN TELL THEM TO CHANGE THEIR MINDS!"
The Oracle Fish hesitated.
Oracle Fish:"Uh… yeah, no, that's not how it works."
Vegeta tensed, grinding his teeth in frustration.
Then—
A soft chime.
A faint pulse of energy.
Vegeta's body stiffened.
And then—
A brilliant light engulfed him.
Vegeta Becomes a Destroyer
The glowing energy swirled around Vegeta, lifting him slightly off the ground.
His Saiyan armor shimmered, shifting into a new form.
His gloves vanished.
His boots altered.
His torso was now adorned with a dark blue, sleeveless Destroyer uniform.
A golden insignia of the God of Destruction formed on his chest.
Then—
The energy faded.
Vegeta landed, his new form complete.
A moment of silence.
Goku stared in awe.
Goku:"Whoa… that actually looks pretty cool!"
The Oracle Fish gasped.
Oracle Fish:"It's official! Vegeta is now the God of Destruction for Universe 7!"
Whis Awakens
Then—
A pulse of divine energy spread outward.
Whis' body flickered.
His eyes, once vacant, blinked slowly.
And then—
He smiled.
Whis:"Oh my… I see things have changed while I was asleep."
He tilted his head, studying Vegeta's new form.
Whis:"Congratulations, Lord Vegeta~."
Vegeta's Fury
Vegeta was silent.
Then—
His aura flared violently.
Vegeta:"I NEVER AGREED TO THIS!!"
Goku laughed nervously.
Goku:"Well, too late now! Looks like you're stuck with it!"
Vegeta glared at him with pure rage.
Vegeta:"I SWEAR, KAKAROT, I'M GOING TO—"
Before he could finish—
Whis cleared his throat.
Whis:"Now, now, Lord Vegeta, as Universe 7's new Destroyer, you have certain duties to fulfill."
Vegeta tensed.
Vegeta:"Duties?!"
Whis nodded cheerfully.
Whis:"Yes! Destroying planets, maintaining universal balance, attending meetings with the other Destroyers… oh, and of course, learning to properly wield Destruction Energy."
Vegeta paused.
Then—
His expression shifted.
His rage simmered down… just slightly.
His fists unclenched.
A new thought entered his mind.
If he was a God of Destruction now…
Then his power would surpass all limits.
Vegeta's Acceptance
Slowly—
A small smirk formed.
His aura flickered with new strength.
Vegeta:"Hmph. If I'm going to do this… then I'll be the strongest Destroyer in history."
Whis smiled.
Whis:"That's the spirit, Lord Vegeta~."
Goku grinned.
Goku:"See? I knew you'd come around!"
Vegeta gritted his teeth, but didn't deny it.
Then—
His eyes sharpened.
Vegeta:"Now… the first thing I want to do as Destroyer…"
He turned his gaze to the sky.
His expression darkened.
Vegeta:"Is find Frieza and that bastard Raziel."
His aura flared.
Vegeta:"And erase them myself."
Meanwhile—
Frieza's spaceship soared through the vastness of Universe 7, cutting through the starry void with precision.
Inside, within one of the training chambers, an intense session was underway.
Frieza, his arms crossed, tail swaying lazily, observed with mild amusement as his new… project struggled before him.
Raziel.
His breath ragged, his body trembling, struggling to keep up.
Despite his frightening power, despite his ability to destroy a God of Destruction with ease—
Physically, he was pathetic.
Frieza Analyzes Raziel's Weakness
From the very beginning, Frieza had noticed it.
Raziel's raw strength wasn't in his body.
It wasn't in his speed, his endurance, or his physical combat skills.
It was in his "magic."
The red bright knife.
The unnatural techniques.
His reliance on them was absolute.
And without them?
He was almost worthless in a real fight.
Training Begins
At first, Frieza simply wanted to test him.
To see his limits.
He had Raziel spar against his elite soldiers, making him fight without his magic, without his knife, without any tricks.
The result?
A complete disaster.
Raziel's attacks were sloppy.
His movements—unrefined.
His defenses—laughable.
It was clear.
Raziel was not a fighter.
Not in the way Frieza was.
Not in the way the Saiyans were.
And yet—
He was learning.
Even in his poor state, he was adapting quickly.
But not fast enough.
Frieza's Conclusion
Frieza narrowed his eyes.
If he wanted to turn Raziel into a true weapon, this wasn't enough.
His potential was being wasted.
Without ki, he was too fragile.
If he got too tired—he was vulnerable.
If someone attacked him by surprise—he was dead.
It didn't matter how terrifying his magic was—if his body was weak, he would fall the moment he faced an opponent he couldn't overwhelm instantly.
That…
Was unacceptable.
If Frieza wanted Raziel to be a true monster, he would need to find a way to awaken ki within him.
Raziel Struggles
Meanwhile—
Raziel collapsed to one knee, panting heavily.
Sweat dripped from his face.
His red-lined eyes flickered, unfocused.
His body trembled, struggling to even stay upright.
But—he lasted longer than expected.
For someone so physically weak, he was pushing himself well.
Even Frieza had to acknowledge that.
Raziel gasped for air, barely able to speak.
Raziel Complains
Raziel:"Huff… God… Is this… really… necessary?..."
His voice was weak, strained.
He wiped his face, but his hand shook uncontrollably.
Raziel:"I didn't… know… you telling me… involved training… God, I feel like I'm bleeding and melting… Urgh, I hate when I get exhausted…"
Frieza raised an eyebrow.
"Oh? Bleeding and melting, you say?"
He stepped forward, intrigued.
"Elaborate."
Raziel groaned, still gasping for breath.
Raziel Explains His "Condition"
Raziel:"W-well… when I get exhausted and out of stamina… I feel my original death…"
Frieza's eyes narrowed slightly.
Raziel's breathing hitched, as if just speaking about it brought him pain.
Raziel:"Slashed through my chest and torso… bleeding from there, and my mouth…"
A brief silence.
Then—
Raziel's expression darkened.
Raziel:"I don't know why I feel like I'm melting too, so…"
His body trembled slightly.
As if he could feel it now.
As if the memory of his death lingered within him.
Frieza's Interest Deepens
Frieza stared at him, processing.
"How fascinating…"
This wasn't normal exhaustion.
Raziel was reliving something.
His original death.
And that meant something.
But what?
Frieza smirked slightly.
"Oh, Raziel… I do believe you are full of surprises."
He turned away, deep in thought.
If he could unlock the true depths of Raziel's potential…
Then perhaps—
He would create a being even greater than himself.