The plaza of Kami's Lookout fell into a heavy silence.
Only Vegeta's hysterical roar echoed through the air, shaking loose leaves from the surrounding trees.
Mr. Popo stared mournfully at the shattered tiles beneath his feet and muttered under his breath, "Those were antiques… hundreds of years old…"
The Namekian villagers who had been forcibly transported here huddled together, trembling. They could instinctively feel it. The short man in front of them radiated something terrifying.
That same cruelty. That same violent aura.
It felt no different from Frieza's forces.
"Shut up already!"
A young, impatient voice cut through the tension like a sharp whistle, abruptly ending Vegeta's one-man meltdown.
Trin dug a finger into his ear, looking completely annoyed as he glanced at Vegeta, who stood on the edge of losing control. He even flicked his finger as if tossing away imaginary earwax.
"Hey, Vegeta. Can you keep it down? And stop wrecking the floor. It's expensive."
Vegeta's roar died instantly, like a strangled animal.
He snapped his head toward Trin, eyes bloodshot and blazing with raw fury. Veins bulged across his forehead, twitching violently.
That brat again.
Krillin's son.
Back on Namek, this kid had mocked him nonstop. Now they were on Earth, and he still dared to act like this?
"You little punk…"
Vegeta ground his teeth, each word forced out like it hurt to say.
He stepped forward, one step at a time. With every step, his aura surged higher. The air around him warped from heat, and the ground trembled faintly beneath his feet.
"Do you even know who I am? I'm the Prince of all Saiyans! The future ruler of the universe! The legendary Super Saiyan!"
"Where is the dragon?"
"Was this your doing?"
"You brought me here just to steal the wish for yourselves, didn't you?"
The more he spoke, the more his anger consumed him.
Just moments ago, he had been one step away from immortality.
One step.
And now it was gone.
Like trying to scoop water with a basket. All effort, nothing left.
For someone like Vegeta, it was humiliation beyond words.
"The dragon?"
Trin blinked, hands still casually tucked in his pockets. That carefree attitude looked exactly like Krillin's, only somehow more irritating.
"Oh, that big guy? He clocked out."
"Clocked… out?"
Vegeta froze for a moment, clearly not processing the phrase.
"Yeah. Wishes are done, so he went home to sleep."
Trin shrugged, face completely innocent.
"Honestly, your timing sucks. If you got here a minute earlier, maybe you could've wished to grow five centimeters taller."
"I mean, you haven't grown at all in years. Kind of sad."
Pfft.
Bulma couldn't hold it in and laughed.
That single laugh was the final straw.
It detonated Vegeta completely.
"You dare mock me?!"
"I'll rip your tongue out!"
Boom!
The ground beneath him exploded, debris shooting out like bullets.
In an instant, Vegeta vanished, reappearing right in front of Trin.
"Die!"
There was no restraint in that punch. Every ounce of his newly gained power went into it. The force tore through the air, creating a sharp sonic crack.
If it landed, even a mountain would be obliterated. A four-year-old child wouldn't even leave dust behind.
"Trin, watch out!"
Gohan shouted, instinctively stepping forward.
But after one step, he stopped.
Because Trin didn't move.
He didn't even take his hands out of his pockets.
Clap.
A soft, crisp sound echoed across the plaza.
Vegeta's fist, powerful enough to shatter stone, stopped ten centimeters from Trin's face.
A small, pale hand had caught it.
Effortlessly.
Like catching a falling leaf.
Trin hadn't moved an inch. Not even his hair was disturbed.
He tilted his head slightly, violet bangs swaying, eyes filled with boredom.
"That's it?"
He yawned, looking half asleep.
"Hey, old man. Were you trying to tickle me? My mom hits harder when she spanks me."
"What… what?!"
Vegeta's eyes widened as he stared at his fist, completely immobilized by that tiny hand.
His mind went blank.
Impossible.
Absolutely impossible.
He had just come back from the brink of death. His power had skyrocketed.
By his estimate, he was at least at five hundred thousand.
Maybe even higher.
He could even challenge Frieza's first form now.
So how…
How could a four-year-old stop him with one hand?
And so casually?
"No! This is an illusion!"
Vegeta roared, gathering a purple energy blast in his other hand and thrusting it toward Trin's stomach.
At this distance, there was no way to dodge.
"Too slow."
Before his words even finished, Trin vanished.
Not moved.
Vanished.
Vegeta's attack struck empty air with a dull explosion.
Then pain hit.
A crushing, devastating pain exploded in his abdomen.
Bang!
It felt like being rammed by a high-speed spacecraft. His organs twisted violently.
"Guh…!"
His eyes bulged as he spat out bile, his body launched like a cannonball.
He flew dozens of meters before slamming into the palace wall.
Boom!
The ancient structure collapsed instantly, burying him under rubble.
Silence fell again.
The Namekians stared in disbelief.
That terrifying man had just been kicked away… by a child?
"Cough… cough…"
After a few seconds, coughing came from the rubble.
Vegeta dragged himself out, battered and shaking. His armor was cracked, blood at the corner of his mouth, one hand clutching his stomach.
But the shock in his eyes was far worse than the pain.
What just happened?
That kid… kicked him?
How?
Just days ago on Namek, these Earthlings were barely above a few thousand in power.
"Impossible… this is impossible!"
"I am the Super Saiyan! The strongest warrior in the universe! I can't lose to some Earthborn hybrid!"
"Nothing's impossible."
Gohan stepped forward, standing beside Trin.
After having his potential unlocked by the Grand Elder, a calm but immense power now radiated from him. It was restrained, but deep. Bottomless.
"Uncle Vegeta, you're too arrogant."
Gohan spoke calmly, without mockery.
"On Namek, the Grand Elder unlocked our potential. We're not who we used to be."
"Unlocked… your potential?"
Vegeta froze, then his face twisted with even deeper jealousy and rage.
"That old man's tricks… made you this strong?"
"Why?! Why do you get this kind of luck while I, a prince, am humiliated again and again?!"
"I'll kill you! I'll kill all of you! Then I'll prove I'm the strongest!"
He snapped.
Completely.
His pride had been crushed again and again. The humiliation shattered what little restraint he had left.
He could not accept being surpassed by two children.
Crackling sounds filled the air.
Purple energy flared wildly around him, growing stronger and darker, laced with black lightning.
The ground of the Lookout fractured in wide cracks. Stones rose into the air, defying gravity.
"Galick Gun!!!"
Vegeta threw his arms back, taking his signature stance as terrifying energy gathered in his palms.
He was about to unleash an attack powerful enough to destroy a planet.
Right here.
On Earth.
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