Raditz had instructed Yamoshi on the transformation method for achieving Super Saiyan God—gather the power of six righteous-hearted Saiyans and channel their combined will into a single warrior. Yamoshi could witness with his own eyes just how powerful this divine form truly was, because Raditz currently wielded that very state to combat the ancient demon.
The massive Majin launched a ferocious assault. In the blink of an eye, it had already executed countless devastating techniques. Yet the red-haired Raditz met every attack with casual ease, weaving through the onslaught like water flowing around stones. He struck back with precision, repeatedly hammering the demon and sending its enormous form hurtling through the air!
"He's incredible!" Yamoshi breathed, awestruck. Without wasting another moment, he abandoned the battle and rushed toward his remaining team members.
During the pursuit and fighting, the group had suffered catastrophic casualties. Now exactly five warriors remained besides Yamoshi himself—six total. Whether this was fate's design or mere coincidence, Yamoshi couldn't say.
But he wouldn't hesitate. He explained Raditz's instructions in meticulous detail, and immediately they began attempting the ritual.
High above, the fierce battle between Raditz and the ancient demon continued to rage. Lightning crackled through storm clouds. Red gaseous flames swirled around the colossal Majin as the two combatants collided repeatedly, each impact shattering portions of the sky and shaking the planet to its foundations.
The demon's power exceeded Raditz's initial estimates, but under his careful control, he deployed precisely calculated force—enough to keep it occupied and buy Yamoshi the necessary time.
"ROAR!" The ancient Majin wasn't as mindless as it appeared. Recognizing that Raditz was toying with it, the darkness in its eyes intensified. It rushed forward with genuine fury.
"This thing is relentless. No wonder the ancients could never subdue it." Raditz didn't feel the slightest tension despite facing such overwhelming power. Instead, he found himself impressed by the demon's tenacity.
What would seem impossibly fast to ordinary observers moved in slow motion from Raditz's godly perspective. He waited until the demon closed to within ten meters before finally reacting. A gleam of sharpness flashed in his eyes, and flame-like light erupted violently around his form.
In the next instant, the demon's attack arrived—and struck nothing but empty air. Raditz had vanished, disappearing so calmly and mysteriously that no one could perceive his movement. One moment present, the next simply gone.
The ancient Majin's assault found no target. It ground its massive body to an abrupt halt and whipped its head around, wide eyes searching frantically for its opponent.
"Right here." Raditz's voice came from directly behind the demon's head. His hand thrust forward, a concentrated beam of energy piercing through the Majin's skull and obliterating its head entirely. The follow-through drove the headless body crashing into the ground with catastrophic force.
However, such an attack proved meaningless. The demon experienced a flash of sharp pain, but rapidly regenerated to its original state. Raditz knew full well the damage was superficial—he was merely having fun.
Raditz played, and the ancient Majin grew increasingly enraged. It beat its chest frantically, roaring and venting its frustration. Yet simultaneously, being continuously suppressed had instilled an instinctive wariness. Despite its fury, the demon refrained from reckless action, recognizing Raditz as a genuine threat.
"Come on! Channel your righteous hearts, your strength! Pass it all to me!" On the ground below, Yamoshi and his companions performed the god-making ceremony.
Yamoshi stood at the center while the five righteous Saiyans surrounding him injected their energy inward. His Super Saiyan aura grew stronger and stronger—but raw power alone fell dramatically short of achieving the Super Saiyan God state.
This accumulation of ki created merely an illusion, quantity without the necessary qualitative transformation.
"Don't just inject energy!" Raditz called out guidance even while fighting, effortlessly dodging the ancient Majin's stretching limb and seizing its arm. He hurled the massive demon like a strand of oversized noodles. "The most important element is your hearts—your will, your justice, your conviction!"
Yamoshi and his companions cried out with renewed determination. Their expressions became intensely focused, hearts pounding in their chests like caged tigers preparing to pounce.
Yamoshi's aura began changing fundamentally—no longer simply growing stronger, but transforming on a metaphysical level. Grand, sacred light gradually enveloped all six warriors. The dazzling radiance rippled outward like waves.
"SCREEEEE—!" The brilliant light caught the ancient demon's attention. It had been too absorbed in battling Raditz to notice these supposedly insignificant mortals, but now that enormous halo of divine power drew its focus like a moth to flame.
It shrieked wildly. Heat rolled off its entire body in visible waves, jets of superheated steam obscuring Raditz's line of sight.
Then the demon charged directly toward Yamoshi's sphere of light!
"It's happening!" Yamoshi felt space itself expand within the radiance surrounding him. At that critical moment—at the very instant the demon's attack would have connected—the transformation completed.
BOOM!
The ground suddenly exploded outward. Crisscrossing fracture lines spread from the epicenter in all directions, propagating in expanding layers as the earth collapsed into a massive crater. The five Saiyans who'd been channeling their energy into Yamoshi collapsed one after another, falling like autumn leaves—their strength completely drained but their purpose fulfilled.
Yamoshi stood at the center, bathed in divine light. Sacred flames surrounded him, appearing to descend from the heavens themselves—incomparably majestic. Thick, overwhelming power surged from within him, yet paradoxically, his energy signature had become almost impossible to detect through conventional sensing.
Super Saiyan God Yamoshi had been born.
A trace of genuine surprise flickered through the ancient demon's eyes, clearly startled by this Saiyan's sudden metamorphosis. But its attacks continued without the slightest hesitation.
The violent storm pulled Yamoshi's crimson hair backward. Savage energy tore at him like invisible blades. Yet Yamoshi stood firm, waiting at full readiness, immovable as a mountain. This was his first time experiencing such transcendent power, and it felt absolutely wonderful!
That nameless benefactor—appearing from nowhere, teaching him techniques that granted such incredible strength—who was he really? Why had he come?
But Yamoshi had no time for such questions. He felt his very soul had been sublimated, elevated into an incomparably mysterious realm! Facing the demon now, panic no longer touched him. He charged forward to meet it head-on.
BANG! BANG! BANG!
A series of earth-shattering explosions erupted. What appeared to be simple collisions actually represented dozens of high-speed exchanges!
Yamoshi's body phased through the ancient demon's massive form. Red divine radiance blazed like solar fire, his momentum unstoppable as a breaking flood. The attack the demon had believed invulnerable simply shattered—Yamoshi's strike tore a massive hole clean through its torso.
"This... this is Super Saiyan God?!"
"By God..." One warrior swallowed hard, eyes wide with disbelief. "It's impossibly powerful. I don't fully understand what I'm seeing, but it's completely... completely beyond anything..."
Words failed them entirely.
The ancient demon's overwhelming oppressive force had been suddenly neutralized by Yamoshi's divine aura. The appearance of the Super Saiyan God subverted everything they thought they understood about power. Though Yamoshi's transformation filled them with awe, they found themselves even more shocked by Raditz. This warrior was on an entirely different level.
He'd appeared from nowhere, saved them repeatedly, and guided Yamoshi into the Super Saiyan God realm. More than that—Raditz himself already possessed this divine state. Who was he? What cosmic force had sent him to this moment?
But Raditz observed Yamoshi's performance with quiet satisfaction, understanding what was truly occurring. The distant legend had finally crystallized into reality—this was the beginning of everything. Yamoshi would create the legend that echoed through millennia.
Yet ironically, Yamoshi's name would never appear in the historical records. He would exist only as a silent passerby, his individual identity forgotten while his legacy shaped the destiny of an entire warrior race.
Some heroes are remembered, Raditz thought with bittersweet clarity. Others create the legends that make heroes possible. Yamoshi will be the latter—the foundation stone buried beneath monuments that bear other names.
And that, perhaps, was the noblest fate of all.