Age 732 of the Dragon Ball timeline.
Universe 7. Outer space.
A dazzling streak of light cut through the darkness like a meteor, moving at a speed far beyond ordinary comprehension.
Within that beam of light were two figures:
the angel Whis and the God of Destruction Beerus of Universe 7.
Beerus kept yawning repeatedly. His eyelids drooped as if they were fighting to stay open, and he looked like he might fall asleep even while flying.
Whis, on the other hand, maintained his usual calm demeanor, wearing a gentle smile.
"Whis… are we there yet?" Beerus yawned again, stretching his mouth wide. A few sleepy tears even squeezed out of the corners of his eyes as he lazily wiped them away with a claw. His voice was thick with drowsiness.
"The planet you mentioned… the one with the ultimate delicacies… where exactly is it? My patience—no, my sleepiness—is reaching its limit."
"Oh my, Lord Beerus, please be a little more patient," Whis replied with a smile as he turned his head slightly.
"At our current speed, we'll arrive very soon. I'm certain the unique cuisine on that planet will make this trip worthwhile."
Just as the two were speaking—
Whoosh!
A streak of light flashed past them from the distant front side, leaving behind a brief but striking trail against the black backdrop of space.
It was a spaceship traveling at high speed.
"Hm?" Beerus lazily raised his eyelids and glanced over.
"A spaceship? Judging by that round shape… it's probably one of those spherical mini pods used by Frieza's army. The kind that only fits a single person."
"Yes indeed, Lord Beerus. Your eyesight is as sharp as ever," Whis said with a smile as he raised his staff.
The crystal orb at the top of the staff immediately projected a clear image of the interior of the ship.
Inside was a sleeping baby, dressed in Saiyan battle armor.
The infant had thick black hair, and even in sleep, his brows carried a faint hint of wild defiance.
"Let me see…" Whis examined the image.
"Oh, it's a Saiyan baby, not even one year old yet."
"Judging from his flight path and the fact that he's traveling alone, it's highly likely that King Vegeta exiled him to some remote planet. That sort of thing isn't unusual in Saiyan tradition."
"Hmph. Saiyans…" Beerus snorted dismissively, clearly uninterested. His attention was already drifting back toward sleep.
"But," Whis continued lightly, a hint of surprise in his tone,
"this little one's latent energy is quite extraordinary."
"Even though his body is still so young, the energy fluctuations he's unconsciously emitting… if converted into the power level scale used by Frieza's army… are probably already over one million."
"Tch. A mere power level of one million." Beerus curled his lip in disdain, flicking his tail lazily.
"A fighter at that level isn't even worthy of entertaining me."
"Hohoho… perhaps," Whis chuckled in his signature manner.
"But considering his age, that level of potential is rather astonishing. If he's given enough time and opportunity to grow… this little baby's future power might reach an unimaginable height."
"Hm?" Beerus suddenly opened his eyes slightly, a sharp glint flashing in his pupils.
"Whis… are you suggesting that this tiny brat could one day surpass me, the God of Destruction?"
"Hohoho… well," Whis replied with his usual enigmatic smile,
"the universe holds endless mysteries. Any possibility can exist, wouldn't you agree, Lord Beerus?"
It was neither confirmation nor denial.
But those ambiguous words were like a stone dropped into a calm lake.
Beerus fell silent.
The laziness on his face vanished almost instantly.
For a brief moment—
Silence.
Then—
Whoosh!
Without warning, Beerus shot forward like a streak of purple lightning, tearing through space. In the blink of an eye, he caught up to the spherical spaceship that was about to disappear into the distance.
Whis stopped flying and floated gracefully in place, lightly tapping his staff as he watched with interest.
Tap.
Beerus extended just one finger, casually pressing it against the front of the rapidly flying spacecraft.
The tremendous kinetic force vanished instantly, as if it had sunk into mud.
The spaceship went from extreme speed to complete stillness in a single moment.
It floated obediently in front of Beerus's fingertip.
Even inertia disappeared.
Beerus tilted his cat-like head and peered through the ship's window, observing the baby sleeping inside.
Broly was sleeping peacefully. A thin strand of drool hung from the corner of his mouth, and his chubby little face was flushed from deep sleep.
Seeing such a defenseless sight, Beerus suddenly felt his own sleepiness returning and couldn't help yawning again.
This drooling little thing…
Could threaten me in the future?
Beerus found the idea amusing. A faint, mocking smile curved on his lips.
But then—
Snap!
Without warning, the sleeping baby inside the ship suddenly opened his eyes.
They were clear and pure eyes.
Yet they showed no fear.
The infant stared directly back at Beerus.
There was confusion in his gaze, as expected from a newborn, but deep within it lurked a faint instinctual alertness—like that of a wild beast.
"Oh? Awake?" Beerus said, slightly surprised, though he quickly returned to his usual condescending tone.
Broly simply stared at him blankly, his small face full of confusion, as if trying to understand what this strange purple cat-faced creature was.
"You want to surpass me, the God of Destruction?" Beerus scoffed.
"You're about a million years too early for that."
Then Beerus casually flicked his finger.
BOOM!
An invisible force slammed into the spaceship.
The craft shot away like a baseball struck by a bat, instantly changing direction.
In the next moment, it spun violently as it rocketed toward deep space, far away from its original trajectory.
Inside the ship, Broly was thrown violently around the cabin by the sudden impact, tumbling helplessly.
"Let's go, Whis," Beerus said, clapping his hands lightly as he returned.
"As you wish, Lord Beerus," Whis replied calmly.
However—
Just as they were about to depart—
Click.
A faint mechanical unlocking sound echoed through space.
The spherical spaceship that had been sent flying far away… suddenly opened its hatch.
A powerful dark green aura burst outward from the cabin, rapidly wrapping around a tiny figure.
The aura formed a thin energy barrier, barely protecting him from the vacuum of space.
In the next instant—
Broly shot forward like a dark green comet, rushing straight toward Beerus and Whis like an arrow released from a bow.