Even Frieza—Emperor of the Universe—felt it again.
The oldest instinct of all: fear.
Before him, the blazing golden blast filled his vision, devouring the sky, his pride, his power, everything. His heart shrieked louder than his voice.
"No—STOP!!" His scream cracked, dripping terror.
'Sybau~'
But Zeltron wasn't Goku.
He wasn't here to gift mercy to monsters.
His eyes were cold, his palms steady.
He didn't even falter as Frieza's desperate plea echoed.
The golden beam ripped forward, and in the blink of an eye, Frieza's form disintegrated into the light.
His body stretched thin like smoke torn apart by a storm, his roar fading into static. Then—dissipated.
Gone.
The tyrant of the cosmos—reduced to ash in a single strike.
HUMMMM
The energy blast unraveled into sparks, fading into the blue air above Namek.
Silence followed. For the first time since Frieza descended, tranquillity tried to return.
Dende's small hands trembled against Gohan's arm, both still frozen in place. Finally, Gohan dared to close his eyes, focusing inward. His jaw slackened.
"…Father. Frieza's ki is gone… He's really gone!"
"Did Zeltron-sama's attack… finish it?" Dende's voice cracked. His body still trembled—half from fear, half from disbelief.
The silence shattered when Toss and Rapp blasted out of hiding, zooming into the sky with dust trails behind them.
"Scanning… scanning… yup! Frieza's power level? Deleted. Wiped. Bro's buggy file just got uninstalled!" Toss announced, his scouter flashing empty.
"YES!!" Rapp screamed, punching the air, nearly flipping himself.
"Master Zeltron did it! The emperor of the universe is DEAD! "
"Frieza.exe stopped working!"
The two charged toward Zeltron in celebration, their auras bursting.
"Master Zeltron!" they chanted in unison, voices echoing proudly.
"As expected of you, the one and only Number One in the… like, literally, the whole universe!" Rapp grinned ear to ear, squinting his eyes in melodramatic praise.
"I mean, come on, even Spotify doesn't have a track strong enough to describe you—"
But his words died instantly when Zeltron's golden eyes slid toward him with that "say one more word and you'll vanish too" look.
"…Heh… anyway," Rapp coughed awkwardly, scratching his head. "All hail Zeltron. Period."
"Mr. Zeltron!" Toss bubbled, eyes watery with relief. "It's over, we can finally go home…"
His voice cracked at the end, from exhaustion, joy… and honestly, trauma. Because surviving Namek at this point felt like dodging DLC bosses you didn't even install.
But Zeltron shook his head slowly, golden aura still humming around him.
"Go back? Not yet."
"Huh?!" Toss and Rapp looked at each other in panic.
"But… Frieza's gone, right? Like permanently unplugged gone?" Rapp asked, voice almost squeaking.
Before Zeltron could answer, a familiar golden-haired figure descended beside them.
Son Goku, Super Saiyan, his aura radiant and fierce.
"Zeltron…" His voice was calm, but his body quaked—not with fear, but with something else. Pure excitement.
His fists clenched at his sides, trembling not because of Zeltron's glare… but because of his blood.
"You're incredible. You killed someone like Frieza as if they were nothing. And when I look at you… I can feel every cell in my body shake."
Goku's grin widened as his eyes burned with Saiyan hunger.
"Zeltron-san… fight me!"
"…Eh?" Rapp blinked twice, looking between them.
'Wait… my guy just obliterated the scariest monster in the galaxy. Why is this other golden-haired lunatic asking for round two like it's a Dragon Ball fight club?'
Zeltron raised a brow, already unsurprised.
'So it's finally here. The Saiyan blood boiling for battle.'
But Rapp panicked first. He pointed at Goku, practically sputtering.
"What are you doing?! You've already been defeated by Master Zeltron—like, quick time event speed-run—why challenge him again?!"
Goku scratched his cheek sheepishly, face embarrassed but burning with excitement. "That was then. I'm stronger now! Which only means… this time, it'll be different!"
Then he pressed his palms together, leaning forward a little like a kid begging for sweets. "Please, Zeltron-san! Let me fight you!"
Zeltron exhaled softly. He didn't want to admit it, but deep down, he also hungered for it—the chance to clash with another Super Saiyan, not a tyrant on borrowed time.
"…Very well," he said at last, eyes narrowing. "But not like this. Not while your body's still broken."
His gaze trailed across Goku's arms, chest, and back—covered in bruises carved before his transformation.
Power doubled fifty times as Super Saiyan, but broken bones didn't magically mend.
"...You still need healing."
"You've got two Senzu Be—" Goku began.
"Nope!" Zeltron cut him off instantly, palm snapping up.
"You're not eating my beans. End of discussion."
"…Daddy Chill. Dende's got you."
Everyone turned. Gohan and Dende floated closer, little hands holding Krillin's body gently.
"Dende?" Zeltron repeated, eyes narrowing as recognition dawned.
"Yes." Gohan's eyes shone. "He can heal you!"
Dende swallowed, stepping forward with tiny courage. "Let me try…"
He lifted his palms, pure green energy radiating outward. A healing light engulfed Goku, shimmering warmly.
Before everyone's eyes, Goku's battered body knitted back together, burns dissolving, cuts sealing, bruises vanishing. His aura flared brighter—his energy no longer broken but whole again.
"WHAT—?!" Toss gaped, jaw dropping wide enough a bug flew in.
"The Namekians have cheat codes too?! That's… that's literally OP!! Patch notes WHERE!?!?"
Rapp was stunned silent, then rubbed the back of his head.
"...Okay, respect. That's a strong support main."
Within seconds, Goku's body was brand new. But Zeltron sensed more.
His ki wasn't just restored—it had grown even stronger.
'Of course. The Saiyan trait. Every brush with death makes them stronger. Now fully healed—Goku's combat power is beyond even before…'
Goku exhaled, flexing his hands. A grin split his golden face. "Yo-sha! All better."
Then he turned back to Zeltron, eyes glowing with fire. "Now, let's fight!"