Four timelines. Four versions of the same corrupted deity.
Zamasu from Raditz's timeline. Zamasu using Goku Body. Zamasu from Future Trunk. Zamasu from Cell's fractured reality. Four beings who harbored identical hatred for mortal existence, who dreamed of cleansing the universe of its "imperfection"—all merged into a singular, terrifying whole.
He descended in a pillar of radiant light, and when he spoke, his voice echoed with the weight of absolute divinity.
"I am the only God. The Most High God!" His declaration reverberated across dimensions. "Mortals—and you, the foolish pretender Raditz—you cannot comprehend my magnificence. Therefore, I bestow upon you the only gift befitting your existence: death. This is my ultimate judgment!"
The transformation was complete. Zamasu's appearance had shifted subtly but significantly—his hairstyle had evolved, and a corona of silver light blazed behind him like a divine halo. He remained wreathed in that rose-red aura of corrupted divinity, but his very presence had transcended what came before. The air itself bent around him.
His overwhelming power pressed down on Raditz like the weight of a collapsing star. It crushed the earth beneath them, strangled the atmosphere, and extended its suffocating reach across the entire universe.
"Damn it..." Raditz clenched his jaw, cold sweat beading on his forehead despite his godly stamina. "This Zamasu's strength is beyond anything I've calculated. Even I'm not certain I can defeat him." The admission tasted bitter. "He's become... a monster."
Below them, Trunks and the surviving humans felt their very souls trembling. Zamasu stood in the sky like an ancient god of judgment, and every mortal instinct screamed at them to kneel, to worship, to surrender their will to this overwhelming divine presence.
Raditz made his decision in a heartbeat.
He exploded upward, rocketing through the atmosphere and into the cold vacuum of space. At this level of power, a single careless blow from Zamasu could shatter the Earth like glass. A full-power exchange might annihilate the entire solar system. And Zamasu, drunk on his newfound omnipotence, had no interest in controlling his destructive force.
The choice was clear: take this battle as far from innocent lives as possible.
Zamasu's cold laughter echoed behind him. "Running, Raditz? How fitting for a false god."
He gave chase immediately. Both warriors moved beyond measurable speed, their forms flickering through space via Instant Transmission, appearing and disappearing across light-years in the blink of an eye. To any observer, they simply vanished—teleporting toward the distant center of the universe itself.
Back on Earth, Mai collapsed to her knees, drenched in cold sweat. Her wide eyes stared at the empty sky where two gods had just stood. The oppressive pressure had faded, but the memory of it nearly made her faint.
Around her, the surviving human elites supported each other with shaking limbs. They'd reached the absolute limit of what mortal minds could endure.
"W-where... where did they go?" someone stammered.
"I... I don't know... I can't..."
"Wait! The warrior over there—he's still here!" Mai spotted Trunks standing motionless like a statue, his eyes unfocused. She gritted her teeth and forced her trembling legs to move, each step an exercise in willpower. Finally, she half-collapsed beside him. "Are you... are you alright?"
Trunks snapped out of his trance, catching Mai before she fell. "I'm... yeah. I'm okay."
"Thank you. Thank you so much for helping us." Mai's voice cracked with emotion. "Where did your companion go? And that... that dark god?"
"I don't know." Trunks couldn't keep the tremor out of his voice. "They've ascended beyond anything I can comprehend. Honestly..." His hands shook despite his best efforts. "All I can do now is pray."
The brutal truth settled over him like a funeral shroud. Even the power of Super Saiyan 3 was utterly meaningless before true divinity. The Gods of Destruction couldn't interfere with temporal anomalies, which meant Raditz was literally the only hope left. If Raditz fell...
Trunks shuddered involuntarily, unwilling to complete the thought.
Mai reached out and held Trunks's cold palm, her eyes blazing with determination despite her exhaustion. "It's going to be okay. I believe that true justice will prevail. It has to."
A faint blush colored Trunks's cheeks—whether from her words or something else, he wasn't sure. But warmth flooded his chest, pushing back the despair. Hope, fragile as a candle flame, flickered back to life.
Meanwhile, near the center of the universe...
Two separate barriers sealed off the battlefield—a light green wall of telekinetic force emanating from Raditz, and a violet-red space-time barrier radiating from Zamasu. Neither warrior would allow the other to escape. This would be their final confrontation.
"No more running, is there, Raditz?" Zamasu's voice carried an unnatural resonance, like sound echoing through an endless cathedral. Empty. Infinite. Majestic. "At last, we settle this."
The undying, immortal Supreme God naturally possessed such absolute arrogance.
"You've grown stronger," Raditz admitted, his voice steady despite the circumstances. "But that doesn't mean you can defeat me."
Zamasu's expression turned glacial. Without another word, he attacked.
His speed exceeded light itself. In the span of a single instant, he unleashed hundreds—no, thousands—of punches and kicks, each one carrying enough force to obliterate planets. The assault defied all natural law, transcending every battle Raditz had ever experienced.
Yet Raditz dodged them all.
Every strike seemed destined to connect. Every blow appeared unavoidable. But each one missed by the narrowest of margins, deflected just outside the silver outline that now surrounded Raditz's body. Not a single attack touched him.
Zamasu's eyes widened in shock as he registered the transformation. Raditz still had black hair, but a shimmering silver aura danced around his form, and his eyes glowed with silvery-gray brilliance.
"AAAAAAHHHHH!" Zamasu refused to accept it. He doubled his assault, tripled it, pushing his divine power to its absolute limit. Rose-red energy erupted like solar flares as he attacked from every conceivable angle simultaneously.
Raditz flowed through the storm like water, his body moving with perfect, thoughtless grace. He slipped through gaps that shouldn't exist, weaving between strikes that filled every cubic inch of space. Zamasu's attacks never even disturbed his clothing.
Ultra Instinct.
To face this version of Zamasu, Super Saiyan 4 God wasn't enough—not in conventional combat. Only this technique could restrain him. With Ultra Instinct, Raditz could achieve perfect defensive movement, his body reacting on its own without the delay of conscious thought. No matter how overwhelming Zamasu's power became, he couldn't breach the fundamental domain of the gods themselves.
However, there was a critical limitation. Raditz's Ultra Instinct remained incomplete. While his defense operated on pure instinct, his offensive movements still required conscious thought and reaction time. The moment he attacked, Zamasu would exploit that opening.
"Hahaha! Is dodging all you can do?" Zamasu's voice dripped with venom. "Then I'll make certain you have nowhere left to hide!"
He'd recognized Raditz's predicament. The silver halo behind his back pulsed with energy, and suddenly, countless energy blades materialized from the void. The space behind Zamasu seemed to stretch into infinity, spawning an endless arsenal of light swords.
They descended like apocalyptic rain, tens of thousands of energy constructs filling every inch of the enclosed battlefield. Even in Ultra Instinct, surely Raditz couldn't evade an attack that left literally no gaps to slip through.
Zamasu's lips curved into a triumphant smile.
But Raditz's form suddenly appeared directly in front of him.
In that critical moment, Raditz had read the flow of energy across the entire space using Ultra Instinct's sensory abilities. He'd threaded through the storm of blades via Instant Transmission, materializing at point-blank range with one hand already extended—emanating an energy that made even Zamasu's immortal soul tremble.
If normal attacks won't work, then there's only one option.
Raditz channeled the original Destruction energy gifted to him by Beerus, combining it with his own comprehension of the Destruction laws. A dark purple aura formed behind him like ribbons of absolute annihilation—pure Destruction energy in its most primal form.
"HAKAI!"
BOOM!
All matter returned to void. All existence ceased. Zamasu's body was simply erased, obliterated at the fundamental level.
But Zamasu's immortality differed from regenerators like Piccolo or Majin Buu. His undying nature came from the Super Dragon Balls themselves—a wish granted by beings that existed above all mortal and divine hierarchies. Raditz's Destruction, powerful as it was, couldn't overcome that supreme blessing.
Compared to standard regeneration... this was true immortality.
In less than a second, Zamasu reformed. His soul and body reconstructed from nothing, perfectly restored.
Raditz didn't hesitate. He grabbed Zamasu's face with crushing force and slammed him down, unleashing Destruction energy point-blank. The devastating purple light consumed Zamasu's head, and the rose-red aura surrounding his body faded like water draining away, leaving him in deathly stillness.
One second later, the headless corpse suddenly stood upright. The missing head miraculously grew back, seemingly unmarked.
"WHY CAN'T YOU UNDERSTAND MY WILL, RADITZ?!" Zamasu's fury shook the fabric of space itself. His body restored, he lunged forward again, driven by unshakeable conviction and divine pride.
But Raditz met him head-on, his voice a roar of equal intensity: "HAKAI!"
BOOM!
"You—" Zamasu's newly restored form staggered.
BOOM!
"HAKAI!"
Destruction and rebirth locked into an endless cycle. It took only an instant to erase a life from existence. It took only a moment for that life to be reborn. Raditz continuously unleashed the Destruction energy granted by Beerus, suppressing Zamasu with divine annihilation. Zamasu relied on his immortal blessing, resurrecting endlessly.
The two clashed in a frenzied stalemate, their conflict shaking the very center of the universe.
Raditz crushed a Senzu Bean between his teeth, instantly replenishing his stamina. His eyes blazed with determination.
"HAKAI!!!"
"Killing you once isn't enough!" Raditz's voice carried across the void, filled with savage resolve. "I'll destroy you a hundred times! A thousand times! Ten thousand times if I have to!"
Purple light flared. Zamasu's form vanished. One second later, he returned.
The cycle continued, eternal and unrelenting—two gods locked in a battle that transcended life and death itself.