A deep sense of despair welled up in Trunks' heart. His arrival had clearly changed history — not only had Android 18 appeared earlier than expected, but a completely unknown and powerful android had erged as well.
Bulma, standing nearby, had no idea that the "Mom" Trunks referred to earlier was actually her future self. To her, the young man just seed like a troubled and confused teenager.
Android 18 folded her arms and shot Trunks a cold glare.
"Are you crazy? You start swinging your sword the mont you show up. Next ti, I won't hold back!"
Trunks froze, staring at her in disbelief. "You… you're not going to kill ?"
"Why would I kill soone for no reason? You just popped out of nowhere. You're the strange one here."
She huffed and stepped back toward Chiga, ignoring Trunks entirely.
Still shaken, Trunks lowered his sword, uncertain of what was happening anymore.
Just then, the sound of rushing air filled the area. Several figures descended — Goku, Gohan, and Vegeta among them.
Frieza's spaceship had already been obliterated by Chiga, and Nappa's pod had been destroyed during that sa battle, leaving him stranded on Earth.
Because of Chiga's overwhelming power, Vegeta hadn't dared to cause trouble. Instead, he'd taken to living like a hermit on Baozi Mountain, surviving on his own like a wild man.
Goku and Gohan, being warm-hearted, couldn't stand to see him living that way. They repeatedly invited Vegeta to stay at their ho.
At first, Vegeta refused — his pride wouldn't allow it. But one evening, the sll of Chi-Chi's cooking drifted across the valley. The half-roasted at in his hand suddenly didn't seem appetizing anymore.
His stomach growled loudly, attracting Goku's attention. With a grin and a little coaxing, Goku dragged him to the house, where Vegeta "reluctantly" devoured bowl after bowl of food.
From that day on, Vegeta beca a regular at Goku's table. His enormous appetite often made Chi-Chi grumble, but no one could deny he seed happier.
Now, as the Saiyan prince looked at Chiga, a faint sense of awe crossed his face — sothing very few beings in the universe could inspire. Once, only Beerus had earned that feeling. Now, Chiga joined that short list.
Goku, in contrast, was as cheerful as ever. Waving energetically, he called out, "Yo! Chiga!"
Chiga smiled warmly in return. "Goku, we et again."
Beside him, another figure drew everyone's attention — Trunks, still glowing with golden energy in his Super Saiyan state. His aura lit up the battlefield like a second sun.
Goku blinked curiously. "Wow! This kid's Ki is incredible! Who is he, Chiga? He kinda looks like that Super Saiyan you ntioned before!"
Trunks hesitated. He had already recognized Goku from pictures Future Bulma had shown him. He was about to introduce himself when Chiga spoke first.
"His na is Trunks," Chiga said calmly. "He's a Saiyan from the future."
"What? From the future?"
Everyone's eyes widened in shock. Even Trunks stared at Chiga in disbelief. "How do you know that? Who exactly are you?"
Everything felt wrong — the tiline, the people, even their reactions. The world he thought he knew had changed.
Chiga smiled faintly. "I know far more than you can imagine."
Then his gaze shifted. "Co out already. How long do you plan to hide?"
The group exchanged puzzled looks. Even Goku and Vegeta couldn't sense anything unusual.
When no one appeared, Chiga raised his hand and fired an energy blast at a nearby boulder.
Boom!
The rock shattered into dust, revealing a tall figure standing amid the smoke — holding a staff and smiling serenely.
As the dust cleared, Bulma's eyes widened. "Wait, isn't that the woman who stood beside the God of Destruction last ti? Is she… another god?"
Chiga's expression hardened. "What brings the Angel of Universe Six to Earth, Vados?"
Vados chuckled softly, twirling her staff. "Oh my, such a cold greeting. Is that any way to welco an old acquaintance?"
Lazuli frowned slightly, her instincts bristling. Who's this woman? And why does she feel so… divine?
But the resemblance of her attire to Whis's didn't escape her notice. Realizing this newcor was no ordinary being, she quietly stepped back beside Chiga, eyes fixed on Vados in wary silence.
Truth be told, Chiga hadn't expected her arrival either. The Angels' ability to conceal their Ki was unmatched — he hadn't sensed her presence at all.
It was only when Trunks was revealed a ti traveler that Vados's emotions had montarily wavered, allowing Chiga to detect her faint energy signature.
He understood imdiately: she wasn't here by coincidence. Angels didn't simply visit mortal planets for leisure.
"If you're here again to ask to beco a candidate for God of Destruction," Chiga said evenly, "you're wasting your ti. My answer hasn't changed — I refuse."
Vados sighed, her tone half teasing, half resigned. "Ah, you really are hopeless. But I expected as much."
She had, in truth, been on Earth for a while — blending in, observing humanity firsthand. The vibrant, unpredictable life here fascinated her. For soone who had spent eons in divine stillness, the chaos of mortal existence was refreshing.
And the food — she could hardly resist ntioning that. Earth's cuisine was endlessly inventive, and she hadn't tasted the sa dish twice since her arrival.
Recalling her experiences, a small, genuine smile curved on her lips — not the polite, distant smile of an Angel, but a sincere one.
Then, her expression shifted. She turned toward Trunks, her aura suddenly heavy and divine.
"Ti travel without authorization is a grave cri," she said, her voice resonating with celestial authority. "Do you realize the sin you've committed?"
The air grew still. Even Vegeta took an involuntary step back as Trunks swallowed hard, his golden aura flickering uncertainly.
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