"What?"
Paragus didn't know what a Prospective God of Destruction was.
He only knew one thing—his homeland had been annihilated by Frieza.
"How… how could this happen?"
"We Saiyans submitted to Frieza! Why would he still destroy Planet Vegeta?!"
"Did he discover King Vegeta's plan to rebel?"
Paragus had once been King Vegeta's right-hand man. He understood the king's ambitions better than anyone.
King Vegeta had long been gathering strength in secret, waiting for the day he could overthrow Frieza's rule.
"What about the rest of our Saiyan race?"
Holding young Broly in his arms, Paragus gritted his teeth and asked,
"And King Vegeta—did he… die as well?"
His son Broly had been born with a battle power of 10,000—an unheard-of prodigy.
Yet King Vegeta refused to accept him.
And in the end, that man even exiled his newborn son to Planet Vampa.
Everything Paragus and his son had suffered… all of it was King Vegeta's doing.
Paragus had survived this long for one reason alone—revenge.
That bastard… he couldn't have died, right?
If he died, who was Paragus supposed to take revenge on?
"Other than the Saiyans scattered across the universe, everyone who remained on Planet Vegeta perished," Gran said flatly.
"As for King Vegeta… he died in the explosion."
"He died?"
"They all died?!"
"How is that possible?! How could King Vegeta die!?"
Paragus let out a furious, broken scream.
And once that final burst of hysteria left him, the hatred propping up his spirit collapsed entirely.
His eyes dimmed into lifeless emptiness—like a walking corpse.
Even when young Broly slipped from his arms and fell to the ground, he didn't notice.
Gran stepped forward and lifted Broly by the back of his shirt.
"What do you intend to do to my Broly?!"
Paragus snapped back to awareness and lunged forward
Suddenly
BOOM!!!
A crushing divine pressure erupted from Gran
The overwhelming force of a deity, fused with the authority of a Prospective God of Destruction.
Every monster on Planet Vampa collapsed instantly.
Paragus was no exception.
He was forced to the ground, foaming at the mouth under the unbearable weight.
H–how… how could he be this terrifying?!
Was this man really a Saiyan?!
At that moment
Rumble!
Another surge of power burst from Gran's body, accompanied by a flash of gold.
In an instant, his hair turned golden.
"Th–this… what is this?!"
Paragus's pupils shrank violently.
He tried to stand, but Gran's overwhelming pressure held him down.
"Paragus," Gran said, holding Broly easily with one hand as he crouched down.
"This is the Super Saiyan form of our Saiyan race. You don't recognize it?"
"What?!"
Paragus felt his very soul trembling. He muttered unconsciously:
"So… the Super Saiyan truly exists… Our legend is real!"
"You—"
He instinctively tried to stand.
Right then, Gran withdrew his divine pressure and authority.
Paragus, using too much force, fell backward uncontrollably.
"You… you're truly a Super Saiyan?!"
He sprang up again, fists clenched, eyes blazing with wild excitement.
Moments ago, he had been nothing but a hollow corpse
Now, his purpose and belief had returned with explosive intensity.
"You don't believe me?"
Gran stood and raised his hand casually.
A beam of brilliant light formed in his palm
Aimed directly at Paragus.
A wave of pure death washed over him.
Paragus instantly turned pale.
"I–I believe! I believe!!"
He trembled in terror, but his eyes burned with fanatic devotion.
This man was too strong.
Too strong to comprehend.
"Good."
Gran nodded, satisfied.
To rule Saiyans was simple
Show overwhelming power, and they would obey.
And Gran himself was a Saiyan. That alone created a sense of natural allegiance.
Add to that the reality of the Super Saiyan transformation
A legend now standing before Paragus in the flesh.
There was no way Paragus could resist.
"Gran, someone as powerful as you—"
Paragus bent forward in deep submission, but before he finished—
Gran said calmly,
"Address me as 'Lord Prospective God of Destruction.'"
Gran appeared calm on the surface…
But inside, he was bursting with smug satisfaction.
Ahhh… showing off never felt this good.
"??"
Paragus froze, then asked timidly:
"What exactly is… a Prospective God of Destruction?"
"A Prospective God of Destruction is a deity whose role is to control destruction itself."
"A… a god who governs destruction?!"
Paragus recalled the scene of the sky collapsing earlier.
His breath grew ragged.
No wonder this Saiyan was monstrously powerful
He was a god!
Seeing Paragus overwhelmed, Gran barely managed to restrain the satisfied grin tugging at his lips.
"Lord Gran… since you're this strong, have you avenged us against Frieza?"
Paragus bowed even lower.
He didn't care about the rest of the Saiyans.
But King Vegeta's death mattered to him.
His vengeance—his hatred—was stolen by someone else.
That was unacceptable.
"No."
"What?"
"A Saiyan will kill him eventually. It has nothing to do with you."
Gran glanced at the unconscious Broly and added with a half-smile:
"And one more thing—although King Vegeta is dead, Prince Vegeta is still alive.
A son can pay his father's debt. You can take your revenge on him."
"What?!"
Paragus jolted upright, overwhelmed.
To think Vegeta survived
That meant his revenge was still possible.
"Lord Gran, please—take me off this cursed planet! I must find Vegeta and avenge myself!"
Paragus fell to his knees, pleading.
"With your current strength, revenge is impossible."
"My strength is weak, yes—but I still have Broly! You've seen his power. He can kill Vegeta!"
Paragus looked at the unconscious boy… then at Gran holding him.
Super Saiyan…
A God of Destruction candidate…
Never had he imagined someone of such level could exist among Saiyans.
"With Broly's power, killing Vegeta is easy. But he cannot stay with you. I'm taking him with me."
"What?"
Paragus's face twisted in fear.
"Why?! Are you planning to harm him?"
"…"
Gran's mouth twitched.
He sighed helplessly.
"As Broly's father, you've never noticed how easily he loses control?"
"Yes—yes, whenever Broly enters his berserk state, he loses all reason! He attacks anyone he sees!"
Paragus shuddered.
Whenever Broly lost control, even he didn't dare go near his own son.
"I'm taking him to resolve that problem. From now on, I'll train him myself."
Gran looked directly at Paragus.
"As for you—your task is simple.
Go gather every surviving Saiyan scattered across the universe."
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