In the vast, untamed wilderness of Vampa, the wind screamed through the crimson canyons.
Broly stood still—eyes closed, fists clenched, chest rising and falling with painful breaths.
Chilai was gone.
Her laughter… her voice… her touch—gone.
The message had come from Earth. A stray blast from Frieza's assault ship had torn through a civilian sector. Collateral damage, they said. An accident.
> "She wasn't a fighter," Broly whispered.
But the words didn't ease the storm. They fed it.
His body trembled. Tremors ran along the ground. The grass burned from the heat his aura gave off, and his eyes—glowing with a violent green hue—began to darken.
From above, two Celestial Scouts hovered—clad in gold and blue armor, eyes filled with arrogance.
> "Another brute," one said with a smirk.
"They say this one once challenged Frieza. Shall we poke the beast?"
They hurled blasts, not enough to kill, just enough to mock. Broly didn't move. Not yet.
One of them laughed, projecting an image into the sky—a replay of Chilai's final moments. Her scream echoed.
And that was it.
Something in Broly shattered.
The sky didn't just darken—it cracked.
Space itself trembled as a void opened behind him. His pupils vanished in a glare of emerald light, his skin gleaming like living fire.
> "You shouldn't have done that."
The Celestials' smiles vanished.
From the heart of his rage, Broly evolved.
Gone was the berserk energy. Now it was refined. Controlled chaos. A new form, born of grief and wrath—his muscles more compact, his aura laced with fractal tears of spacetime.
He didn't charge.
He vanished.
And in the next instant, one Celestial Scout was gone—vaporized by a single, silent punch.
The other screamed, fleeing toward space. But even the stars couldn't hide him.
Broly followed.
Back on Earth, the crack he left behind hovered in the sky—unseen by mortals, but felt by the gods.
On King Kai's planet, alarms blared.
> "This isn't supposed to happen…" King Kai muttered.
"This is how multiverses die."
In the distance, the crack began to spread—like a disease across dimensions.
And somewhere… watching all of this unfold…
Akios smiled.
> "The pieces are moving. Let them rage. Let them fall."
To be continued...