"F…Father…"
High above Namek's scarred sky, little Gohan floated, wide-eyed.
Watching his dad in blazing golden hair and turquoise eyes smashing Frieza back, his heart flooded with awe.
His eyes shimmered with colours like starlight.
He didn't know what exactly had happened to his dad.
He didn't know the name Super Saiyan.
But what he did know was simple:
Frieza wasn't his father's opponent anymore.
"Krillin-san…"
As he lowered his gaze to the still, broken body in his arms, that light in his eyes dimmed instantly. Hope clashed with despair, swallowing him in silence.
Then—
"Gohan! Krillin!"
A bright white glow tore through the horizon, a shooting star rushing closer.
Gohan gasped. Beside him, even Zeltron glanced sideways.
From the orb of light, a figure appeared—small, cloaked in Namekian garb, his expression desperate yet hopeful.
"Dende!" Gohan shouted, voice cracking with relief, one small hand waving high.
The young healer touched down, eyes instantly drawn to Krillin's limp body. His voice dropped, full of sorrow. "…Krillin…"
Gohan lowered his head, eyes clouding. He didn't need to explain. The truth hung in the air too heavy already.
Dende's small fists clenched. "Wait! If we use the Dragon Balls, we can bring Krillin-san back!"
For a moment, hope carved its light back into Gohan's heart. His hands trembled as he lifted his head quickly. "Really?!"
But Goku shook his head, hair blazing, his face solemn.
"We can't. Shenron already revived him once. He cannot be revived twice."
The spark dimmed again—until Dende's voice pierced through with unyielding certainty.
"No. That's Earth's Shenron. Here we have Porunga. He can revive someone multiple times."
Gohan's jaw dropped, nearly fumbling Krillin's body out of sheer excitement.
"No way! For real?!"
Dende nodded firmly. But then, his shoulders sank.
"But… the Grand Elder passed away. Without him, we can't summon Porunga again…"
Before despair could consume him again, a familiar, stern voice whispered into Gohan's mind.
"Gohan… it's me."
Gohan blinked. "Piccolo-san…?! He's talking to me!"
Zeltron's eyes narrowed slightly, watching Gohan's expression flicker with happiness.
'So Piccolo's voice reached him, huh? Probably about using Earth's Dragon Balls first, then Namek's… That means Krillin's resurrection isn't hopeless.'
Meanwhile, Toss and Rapp in the distance were basically like background NPCs texting each other:
"bruh are we actually safe??" "idk but I'm not uninstalling life just yet."
The sea below suddenly erupted.
HUUUMMMMMM!
Waves blasted high as a thunderous aura burst upward. Frieza's body erupted from the water.
But now, his form was grotesque.
Bulked up, muscles bulging to disgusting proportions, veins throbbing violently. His frame seemed larger, slower—but the aura? Savage.
Rage painted his face with monstrous fury.
"Oh—?" Zeltron's gaze sharpened. "Reaching 100% power?"
"F… Frieza?!" Dende, recoiling behind Gohan, froze on sight, his eyes cold with old memories. He remembered. This was the demon who had slaughtered his entire village. The voice cracked inside him.
"It's him… I'll never forget that face…"
"Don't worry, Dende," Gohan said softly, hiding his own trembling.
"My dad's got this now. And Zeltron… there's no way Frieza can win anymore."
Frieza's body shook with fury. His fists clenched so hard his knuckles split, purple blood oozing out between clawed fingers.
"Damn it… Damn you filthy monkeys!!!" His scream fractured the air. His gaze flicked briefly toward Dende and Gohan. Predator's eyes gleamed.
Immediately, Zeltron caught it.
His arms unfolded; his body leaned forward, aura already blazing brighter.
'He's going to target them again. This bastard never learns. Fine… I'll finish it here.'
Golden lightning sparked as Zeltron surged, transforming back into a Super Saiyan instantly. His aura cracked like thunder.
"HEY!" Goku's sharp voice boomed as he sensed Zeltron move.
"What are you doing?! I told you—Frieza is my opponent!"
But Zeltron didn't blink. His palms rose, golden ki swirling between them into a blazing sphere.
Frieza froze, his gleeful malice cracking into dread as he realised Zeltron wasn't hesitating.
"Damn IT!" the tyrant screamed, and in desperation, he lunged toward Dende and Gohan at full speed, body tearing through the air like a missile.
"AAAH—!!" Gohan panicked, holding Dende tightly, both of them trembling at the monstrous shape closing on them.
"Noooo—!" Goku's eyes widened.
But it was already too late for Frieza's dirty trick.
Zeltron's golden sphere flared, a roaring sun in his palm. And then, with a thunderous cry, he unleashed it.
The beam tore through the sky, faster than sight, a column of golden wrath that lit the heavens brighter than the sun.
"W-what—!?"
The world slowed for Frieza. His terrible grin shattered as his head violently snapped back.
The last thing he saw was the blazing tide of energy filling his entire vision.
"NO—STO—!" His voice broke into sheer terror.
But the golden light didn't listen.
KRRRRAKOOOOMMMM!!!
The wave consumed him whole.
For the second time in his reign as "Emperor of the Universe," Lord Frieza—the untouchable tyrant—felt fear.
"He couldn't see the Mt. Tai infront of him"- Toss
"Oi , I told you to stop reading so many Chinese novels"- Rapp