The world was silent again, but this time it wasn't from peace — it was fear. The dust began to settle over the ruins of the battlefield. The ground was scorched black, still glowing where my energy had touched it. Cell lay barely standing, trembling. The Z Fighters remained on edge, forming a wide semicircle as they watched me, every instinct screaming danger.
I looked down at my hands — calm, unscarred, steady. My golden aura had dimmed to a faint flicker.
"Even this was nothing…"
I exhaled slowly, the frustration in my voice echoing through the wasteland. "I expected more from this planet. From you."
The Z Fighters tensed.
My expression hardened — that faint grin fading into something darker. "If one of you can't make me feel alive…" My aura surged, a hurricane of golden light tearing through the ground. "…then all of you will try together, otherwise I will destroy this planet."
The shockwave shattered the air. Rocks split. Lightning cracked across the horizon.
Goku stepped forward, face serious. "You're asking all of us to fight you at once?"
"No. I'm ordering you to."
Krillin stumbled back. "He's crazy!"
Good. Let them feel it. Let them all come at me.
Cell stepped out from the crater, regenerating rapidly. "Heh. Seems even I can't win alone." He turned to Goku with a calm smile. "Temporary truce. Together we might just have a chance to take this monster down."
Piccolo hissed, "You expect us to trust you?"
Cell smirked. "You don't have to trust me. Just survive."
Goku's eyes narrowed, sensing the raw ki pressing against his own. "He's right. Razor's strong… stronger than any of us. If we don't fight together, we won't last a second."
Gohan's eyes widened. "Dad, you're serious?"
Goku nodded grimly. "Even I can't sense the bottom of his power."
Vegeta clenched his fists. "Tch. Fighting beside you insects again… how far I've fallen." His pride burned, but he still powered up.
Tien and Yamcha stepped forward as well, fists clenched, determined to join the fight. Even if their combined strength might be small compared to the others — but they wouldn't stand back.
Cell's eyes glinted, calculating. Yes… fight him together. Burn yourselves out. When he falls, his power will be mine.
I smiled faintly, spreading my arms wide. "Good. That's more like it." The sky darkened as my energy spiraled upward — thunder rolling across.
"Come then," I said softly. "Make me feel alive."
Goku transformed first, golden light blazing around him. "Alright, everyone! Give it everything you've got!"
Vegeta roared, his aura detonating like a star. "Don't tell me what to do, Kakarot!"
Gohan and Trunks powered up beside them, shaking the earth with raw energy. Piccolo's aura flared sharp and deadly. Tien and Yamcha braced themselves, energy radiating from their fists. Cell's energy surged — sinister, electric, lethal.
The battlefield ignited.
In a heartbeat, Goku appeared behind me, fists a blur. I blocked each one effortlessly — until I felt the weight of combined force pressing against me, something I hadn't truly felt in years. Vegeta struck from the front; Cell lashed with his tail; Trunks joined Vegeta; Piccolo fired his Special Beam Cannon; Gohan and Goku unleashed all-out energy; Tien fired a rapid barrage of ki; Yamcha lunged with Wolf Fang Fist; even Krillin launched a desperate blast from afar.
I grinned as I pushed back, but a pulse of friction ran along my aura. They're stronger than I expected.
I slammed my fist into the ground, sending a shockwave that sent them staggering — but it wasn't enough. Even with everything I had held back, their combined assault was pushing me to the edge. For the first time since my arrival, I felt it: the thrill, the edge of true combat.
Good. Exactly what I needed.
I clenched my fists. My aura flared violently, brighter than ever, golden light cutting the sky like molten metal.
The ground beneath me cracked and vaporized as I let my energy bloom without restraint. Lightning ripped through the clouds; the very air screamed with my presence.
I charged.
The battlefield screamed with energy. Dust, rock, swirled around me as I moved through them like a storm made flesh. Goku's punches, Vegeta's blasts, Gohan's surges, Piccolo's beams, Trunks' fist, Tien's strikes, Yamcha's Wolf Fang Fist — every attack was precise, coordinated, relentless. And yet… I was still standing.
I could feel their exhaustion mounting, their timing slipping, and the thrill coursed through me. Yes… now it's worth it.
Goku's Kamehameha collided with my punch, as I deflected it midair, sending the wave harmlessly to the sky. Vegeta charged, Final Flash blazing — I met it with a single palm, deflecting the energy sideways, as I appeared behind him and launched a kick, he tumbled through a canyon wall. Cell tried to strike with a flurry of beams and his tail, but I caught each attack, sending him skidding with a punch.
Trunks swung his fist with desperation. I countered each of his blow, forcing him back. Piccolo's cannon barely grazed my shoulder as I surged forward, knocking him into a ridge. Tien and Yamcha fired rapid energy blasts in tandem; Krillin's small blasts fizzled uselessly against my aura, and even Gohan's combined attacks with Goku barely slowed me.
I grinned, feeling the power of my Perfect Super Saiyan form resonate in every movement. This… this is the dance I've been waiting for.
I struck Goku with a precise punch, sending him rolling across the shattered ground. Vegeta followed with a series of punches and kicks — I dodged each, twisting his momentum, and slammed him through a crater wall. Cell tried to recover midair, but I kicked him square into a jagged ridge, forcing him to land awkwardly, winded.
Gohan and Trunks coordinated one final attack — a combined wave of energy and raw strength. I caught Gohan's punch midair, the force burning against my palm, and twisted, throwing him into a mountainside. Trunks launched a huge beam of ki — I dodged, reappearing in front of him and sent him flying with a ki blast to the face.
Tien and Yamcha fired simultaneous beams — I twisted midair and deflected them both. Krillin launched a desperate disk blade from behind — I didn't ignore its high-speed rotation, as I appeared above the attack and kicked it redirecting it to the ground, it cut through it like a butter reaching unknown depths before dissipating, then I launched a ki blast towards him that knocked him back.
I hovered above the battlefield, surveying the destruction, my aura blazing like molten gold. They pushed me… just enough to make it interesting.
A quiet hum cut through the chaos, and I saw a new presence. Android 16, who I ignored previously due to not sensing any energy, descended from the ridge, no aura but immense determination. I narrowed my eyes. So, he's joining them now…
He didn't hesitate. With a roar, he dove into the fight, adding his strength to the combined assault. Blasts collided, fists clashed — for the first time, their coordinated force began pushing me to the edge. Every strike, every wave of energy, tested the limits of my Perfect Super Saiyan form.
Good. Exactly what I needed.
I gritted my teeth as Gohan, Goku, Vegeta, Piccolo, Trunks, Tien, Yamcha, Krillin, Cell, and now 16 struck together. The friction of their combined might, the heat, the crashing of energy against my perfected aura — it exhilarated me. I had to dig deeper. I had to show them why I had mastered this form.
My aura flared violently, brighter than ever, golden lightning cracking the sky.
"Now… this is the edge."
I surged forward, faster than their reactions. Goku collided with me midair, fists a blur. Vegeta fired a blast from the side; Cell unleashed a volley of death beams; Trunks, Gohan, Piccolo, Tien, Yamcha, and 16 combined attacks in a chaotic symphony. I blocked, twisted, and countered, each movement precise and brutal.
They were strong. Too strong for a single blow to end. Their combined assault forced me to dig into my full power, the mastery of my Super Saiyan form straining under the pressure. But it was exhilarating. Every strike they landed, every clash of ki, every split-second dodge — it made me alive.
With a roar, I struck Goku, sending him flying into the distant sky. Vegeta was next — slammed into a muntain. Cell's tail snapped under my fist. Trunks' bones in his arm shattered. Piccolo flew backward. Krillin's desperate attacks fizzled. Tien and Yamcha staggered but refused to fall.
Even 16, despite his incredible durability, staggered under a concentrated blast. He looked at me, calculating. Then, abruptly, he charged to self-destruct, his chest glowing.
A surge of anticipation hit me. Finally, a desperate attempt.
But before the detonation could trigger, I was already there. I smashed my fist into his chest. Metal armor shattered, but the bomb never went off.
16 froze, confusion flashing in his mechanical eyes. Krillin's voice came faintly through the battlefield, catching the warrior mid-motion:"16… Bulma removed the bomb! I overheard her — she said it was too dangerous!"
His attempt nullified. Pieces of his armor flew from the impact, and he collapsed to the ground, broken but alive. His head rolled to Gohan's feet.
Time seemed to slow.
Gohan's eyes met the mechanical gaze of his fallen friend. Something inside him snapped.
A surge of fury erupted like a storm — his aura ignited violently, electricity crackling around him, gold and untamed. His hair spiked, and the air shook with the intensity of his roar.
He had achieved Super Saiyan 2.
I hovered above the battlefield, aura flaring, blood trickling lightly, and grinned. Finally… someone else waking up. This is the edge I've been searching for.
The battlefield trembled with the collision of two forces at their absolute peak: Razor at full powered Super Saiyan form, and Gohan, fury incarnate, newly transformed.
I tightened my fists. This is the fight I live for.