A miracle is something extraordinary and wondrous. What had just unfolded before everyone's astonished eyes was precisely that—a genuine miracle. Rukon was actually a legendary Super Saiyan just like Broly, his dormant power suddenly awakening amid his tearful, desperate cries.
Standing opposite him was the massive figure of Broly. The two warriors, one towering and one small, had somehow calmed each other through mysterious mutual influence. Their overwhelming power levels gradually decreased until they finally reverted from their legendary Super Saiyan states back to normal black hair, their auras settling into peaceful equilibrium.
Only then did the assembled fighters discover that Broly wasn't nearly so terrifying in his base form. Stripped of his legendary transformation, he appeared as a tall young man who seemed genuinely quiet, even somewhat introverted by nature. Like Kale from the sixth universe, Broly normally didn't speak loudly and preferred to remain silent, a perpetual frown creasing his features while melancholy filled his dark eyes. The wounded legendary warrior opened his mouth slightly, lips trembling as his pupils showed profound shock and confusion at his unexpected emotional stability.
Meanwhile, Rukon's explosive anger gradually subsided as the panic burning in his heart was replaced by his natural compassion. Despite his mischievous and hyperactive personality, the boy possessed a remarkably quick, intuitive mind. The recent traumatic experience, combined with the adults' whispered explanations, helped him understand that he and Broly were fundamentally the same type of beings. Through some form of resonance, they had each used their legendary power to restore each other's sanity and emotional balance.
Like two perfectly matching puzzle pieces, they seemed to fill each other's personality gaps and psychological flaws.
Raditz found himself wondering: if Broly represented pure, unbridled fury and Kale appeared driven by deep-seated envy, then what core emotion would ultimately define Rukon's legendary character? Throughout recorded history, legendary Super Saiyans had appeared in complete isolation, with never a precedent for two meeting face-to-face—so no one could have predicted they would create such a wonderfully stabilizing reaction.
It seemed like inexplicable cosmic fate that legendary warriors appeared only once every thousand years, yet two had emerged in the same remarkable era.
"What's happening here? What the hell is this supposed to mean..." Supreme Kai Shin looked completely lost and bewildered. They had been destroying entire worlds just moments ago, but now everything had mysteriously quieted down? Not only did the Supreme Kai fail to understand the phenomenon, but every other observer remained equally baffled by the sudden transformation.
After all, Broly's terrifying, universe-threatening power had been witnessed firsthand by everyone present—it seemed absolutely impossible for him to suddenly cease his relentless attacks without external intervention.
Zangya and the other injured fighters recovered after consuming precious senzu beans, though they remained covered in cold sweat and chilled by the mountain wind. Having directly withstood Broly's devastating assault, they all remained deeply shaken by the close encounter with death.
"He's recovered his full strength? What should we do now?" Krillin whispered quietly to his companions. "If you ask me, why don't we take this opportunity to..."
"Shh! Be careful he doesn't overhear you!" Yamcha quickly covered Krillin's mouth with his hand, then nodded in grim agreement with the unspoken suggestion.
Keeping such a legendary monster around represented a constant hidden danger—better to eliminate the threat permanently while they had the chance.
The group of golden-haired Saiyans stood closest to the legendary warrior but hadn't reached unanimous consensus on how to proceed. Looking at Broly, who stood motionless and covered in slowly healing wounds, the Saiyan fighters exchanged meaningful glances and frowned with deep, tactical consideration.
Broly clenched both fists defensively and regarded the surrounding warriors with obvious wariness. Though he had achieved emotional stability, he certainly hadn't forgotten that everyone present had been his enemies just minutes earlier. The assembled Z-fighters remained equally on guard, waiting tensely for any sign of renewed aggression.
"Dad." Rukon spoke up before anyone else could voice their concerns.
"Please don't kill him, okay? I think he's really pitiful..." The child's voice carried genuine empathy and concern.
Pitiful? Many of the fighters couldn't help but think skeptically. Someone so talented and overwhelmingly powerful—what could possibly be pitiful about that? Upon hearing Rukon's innocent words, several warriors muttered quietly among themselves with obvious disbelief.
But Raditz understood exactly what his son meant. From the child's perspective, Broly possessed nothing in his life except tremendous destructive power. The legendary warrior remained fundamentally chaotic, seemingly born only for pure fighting and annihilation, carrying an emotionally empty heart. Legendary Super Saiyans weren't completely without reason and feeling, but their personalities appeared tragically incomplete, dominated by unstoppable violent temperaments that isolated them from normal relationships.
It was precisely this legendary rage that worried everyone most. Even Broly's own father had barely been able to control him during his youth—if they kept the legendary warrior around, what would happen when he inevitably went berserk again?
"Keep him, brother!" Goku also echoed Rukon's heartfelt sentiment with characteristic optimism.
"Kakarot, are you insane?" Vegeta was anything but calm at the suggestion.
"Think about it logically, Vegeta. Rukon is also a legendary Super Saiyan now. If we eliminate Broly simply because legendary warriors occasionally go berserk, what do you think that will do to Rukon psychologically? He's still just a child trying to understand his own nature. Besides, defeating the current weakened Broly would be completely meaningless as a victory. We should work hard to become as powerful as Raditz—then even if Broly does go berserk, we could suppress him ourselves. That would be the ideal solution."
Despite everything, this was still Goku—possessing both a genuinely kind, pure heart and the battle-loving blood of a true Saiyan warrior.
Vegeta still felt distinctly irritated by the entire situation. "Easy enough to say. If something happens, I'm not taking any responsibility for this decision."
"Let me handle the situation," Raditz finally declared, interrupting everyone's heated discussion. "My current strength can suppress Broly if necessary. Just now, Broly was only so overwhelmingly powerful because he was being controlled and enhanced by demon realm energy. Now he's at most around Super Saiyan 2 peak level—not nearly as universe-threatening as before. Goku's right about one crucial thing—Rukon is also legendary, and he needs to understand what that means."
Hearing his father's supportive words, Rukon's eyes sparkled with pure excitement as he rushed forward to hug Raditz tightly.
"Thank you so much, Dad!"
Broly's expression became very strange and conflicted. He turned slowly toward Raditz with a deeply sorrowful expression, the corners of his mouth twitching involuntarily as his fingers trembled with barely suppressed emotion. The tyrannical nature that had finally been suppressed seemed to be gradually recovering its strength. The injured legendary warrior stared at the newly awakened child like a wounded lion observing a growing cub, his Adam's apple moving nervously as familiar sharpness returned to his dark eyes.
Mountain wind blew through Broly's wild, unkempt hair, making his battle-scarred face appear weathered and ancient while slowly drying the blood stains crusted to his muscular torso.
Now that he thought about it more carefully, although Kale in the sixth universe was also a legendary Super Saiyan, she had eventually learned to control her berserker state with Caulifla's patient help and guidance. Rukon had managed to gradually return to normal emotional balance after his first transformation—maybe Broly could also achieve similar stability with the right support system? Raditz was genuinely willing to attempt such an experiment.
Supreme Kai still harbored serious doubts about the wisdom of this decision. "Is this really safe for everyone involved?"
"It'll be fine, haha!" Goku patted the worried Supreme Kai on the shoulder and flashed his trademark carefree grin.
The Old Kai observed the entire group with calculating eyes and nodded slowly with growing understanding. He was beginning to comprehend what Raditz had meant during their earlier conversation in the Sacred World of the Kais. Indeed, each of these remarkable Saiyans shouldn't be underestimated in terms of their potential or character.
"Let's trust Raditz's decision on this matter. Broly doesn't appear likely to attack people randomly in his current state, but how exactly should we handle his day-to-day supervision?"
"If he's just left to wander freely, might he eventually cause serious trouble?" Bulma raised her hand to her cheek in thoughtful consideration.
Raditz announced his solution with complete seriousness: "He'll live at my house and serve as Rukon's babysitter."
Babysitter? How could he possibly suggest that—letting Broly of all people... Everyone stood speechless at the audacious proposal, but young Rukon yelled with uncontainable excitement.
"That's the best idea ever!"
Raditz continued his explanation. "It seems clear that when Rukon and Broly remain together, they create positive influence. This benefits both significantly, and it's also convenient for me to supervise Broly's directly."
Thinking about the situation more analytically, Broly didn't harbor any deep, personal hatred toward most of them. Their previous battles had been pure combat encounters without specific goals or vendettas on Broly's part. To identify what truly disturbed the legendary warrior's peace of mind—it was primarily Goku's resemblance to his childhood nemesis.
Broly glanced around at the assembled crowd with blank recognition, showing no immediate murderous intent but remaining completely alert and defensive. Many of these fighters had battled against him before, and both sides maintained careful distance while guarding against potential aggression. Broly's temporary silence didn't indicate genuine reconciliation—merely an uneasy truce. No one could truly understand his complex, tortured thoughts.
When his gaze inevitably fell upon Goku, Broly's expression darkened with familiar irritation. "Kakarot..." he muttered with obvious strain.
At that crucial moment, Rukon approached and held out a senzu bean with innocent generosity. Broly's restless, agitated mood immediately calmed as he accepted the child's precious gift, hesitating briefly before swallowing the magical legume. Instantly, the senzu bean's miraculous healing properties restored Broly's serious injuries as renewed physical strength spontaneously emerged throughout his battered frame.
"This is..." Broly raised his palm with genuine surprise, clenching his fist tightly before relaxing it, repeating the motion several times with growing amazement. The senzu bean's unexpected restorative effect clearly shocked him greatly.
"They're called senzu beans, and they're grown by my dad alliance," Rukon boasted with obvious pride. "But if you lose your temper again and Dad has to hurt you next time, I definitely won't give you any more senzu beans as medicine."
"Okay." Broly spoke the single word simply, pursing his lips with mysterious emotion while displaying an awkward, almost childlike smile.
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