"This power is called Super Saiyan 2," Goku declared, his voice steady and confident, echoing across the windswept skies. "Allow me to show you both what true power is." As he spoke, his golden hair stood on end, crackling with electric energy. His muscles bulged, veins pulsing with the force of a thousand suns. The transformation was instantaneous yet profound—his eyes sharpened to a piercing teal, and bolts of lightning danced around his form like serpents of pure fury.
The ocean below responded to his ascension. What was once a serene body of water began to churn violently, bubbles rising to the surface as if the depths themselves were boiling. Steam erupted in massive plumes, turning the sea into a cauldron of lava-like fury. The air grew thick and heavy, shimmering with intense heat that warped the horizon. Waves crashed against invisible barriers created by the sheer pressure of Goku's ki, sending sprays of superheated water skyward.
Trigon, the four-armed demon with skin as red as fresh blood and eyes glowing with infernal fire, sneered from his perch in the air. "Mere mortal," he boomed, his voice a guttural rumble that shook the very atmosphere. "You cannot fight against the gods." He took a step forward, walking on the air as if it were solid ground. With each thunderous footfall, the ocean below clapped together in explosive waves, sending tsunamis racing toward distant shores. Darkseid, ever the stoic conqueror, remained motionless, his massive arms crossed behind his back. His stone-like face, etched with the scars of eternal conquest, betrayed no emotion, but his omega beams simmered just beneath the surface, ready to unleash apocalypse.
"I am the ruler of the underworld," Trigon continued, his presence alone suffusing the air with a choking darkness. "I am the destroyer of many worlds and ender of realities. I am your death." In a blink, he teleported directly in front of Goku, their faces inches apart. For a tense moment, the two beings locked eyes—a Saiyan's unyielding spirit clashing against a demon's malevolent gaze. Their energies flared in unison, creating a vortex of power that distorted the space around them, bending light and pulling at the fabric of reality.
Trigon struck first, his massive fist hurtling toward Goku's face with the speed of a meteor. But Goku was ready; he caught the punch in his palm, the impact sending shockwaves rippling outward, cracking the sky like thunder. Without missing a beat, Goku countered with a fist aimed at Trigon's midsection. The demon blocked with his second hand, but Goku's follow-up was swift—a powerful kick that connected squarely with Trigon's stomach. The force was cataclysmic, tearing through the air like the detonation of a nuclear reactor. A deafening boom echoed across the globe, and Trigon was hurled backward, tumbling end over end before crashing into the ocean's surface with a colossal splash that vaporized miles of water.
Darkseid, sensing the opening, charged in like a living battering ram. His fists collided with Goku's in a symphony of destruction, each punch generating wave after wave of shockwaves that pulverized nearby islands into dust. The two titans traded blows at blinding speeds—Darkseid's raw, unyielding strength against Goku's agile, precise strikes. Fists blurred into afterimages, and the air ignited with friction, creating firestorms that swirled around them.
Trigon, wiping a trickle of dark ichor from his mouth, rose from the depths with a roar that split the heavens. He rejoined the fray, attacking Goku from all sides with his four arms flailing like demonic whips. Goku dodged, blocked, and absorbed hits where he could, his Super Saiyan 2 form allowing him to keep pace. But the combined assault began to overwhelm him; a glancing blow from Darkseid sent him staggering, and Trigon's claws raked across his side, drawing Saiyan blood.
Seizing the moment, Darkseid's eyes glowed crimson as he unleashed his signature Omega Beams—twin streams of anti-life energy that zigzagged through the air with unerring precision. There was no time to evade; Goku crossed his arms in front of him, channeling his ki into a makeshift barrier. The beams struck with apocalyptic force, exploding in a blinding flash that propelled Goku upward through the clouds, piercing the atmosphere like a rocket.
Trigon pursued relentlessly, his demonic wings unfurling as he ascended. He pummeled Goku higher and higher, each punch driving the Saiyan toward the vacuum of space. As they breached the exosphere, Trigon opened his maw wide, charging a blast of hellfire that roared forth like a solar flare. Goku screamed in defiance, his aura flaring into a protective shield that deflected the inferno, though the heat scorched his skin and singed his hair.
In a flash of ingenuity, Goku vanished using Instant Transmission, reappearing behind Trigon's blind spot. He delivered a devastating blow to the demon's back—a punch infused with enough power to shatter planets. Trigon hurtled forward uncontrollably, slamming into the moon with such velocity that the celestial body cracked in two, fissures glowing with molten rock. Not content to let his foe recover, Goku gathered his energy and fired a massive ki blast, obliterating the fractured moon entirely. The explosion was catastrophic, a supernova in miniature that lit up the night sky on Earth. Debris rained down like a meteor shower, devastating major countries—cities crumbled under impacts, oceans rose in tidal waves, and the Justice League's Watchtower plummeted toward Gotham, its structure groaning in protest before crashing in a heap of twisted metal.
Darkseid, undeterred, barreled into Goku at full speed, their collision pulverizing chunks of lunar debris. Goku broke free, countering with a point-blank energy blast to Darkseid's face that singed the New God's armor. But Trigon ambushed from behind, bringing all four arms down like a cosmic hammer. Goku blocked, but the force cracked open rifts in space itself, voids that sucked in nearby asteroids. Breaking through the assault, Goku rocketed toward Mars at light speed, with his pursuers hot on his trail.
They caught up on the red planet's surface, clashing in a whirlwind of destruction. Each impact created white voids—tears in reality that threatened to unravel the universe. Trigon lunged for a killing blow, but Goku ducked and retaliated with a thunderous uppercut that cracked the demon's skull. Blood sprayed in zero gravity, and Trigon dropped to one knee, clutching his shattered nose in agony.
Goku, sensing victory, charged a pulsating orb of energy in his right palm. Darkseid dove in, but Goku sidestepped and unleashed the blast, slamming the New God into Mars' crust. The planet couldn't withstand the force; it exploded in a brilliant cascade of rock and dust, fragments hurtling into the void.
Trigon, unleashing his full demonic might, made the universe tremble—stars flickered, galaxies shifted. Goku smiled, his warrior spirit ignited. They collided within the planetary explosion, their powers clashing in a maelstrom of fire and light.
Meanwhile, back on Earth, the fallout was apocalyptic. Over sixty countries lay in ruins, their landscapes scarred by debris and radiation. Death tolls soared from millions to billions, entire populations wiped out in moments. The Watchtower's crash in Gotham was mitigated only by Constantine's arcane spells, evacuating everyone to Batman's hidden bunker deep beneath the ocean—a massive underground complex resembling a fortified town, complete with living quarters, medical bays, and command centers.
Inside, heroes and villains alike gathered: Superman, his cape tattered; Flash, panting from super-speed rescues; Shazam, crackling with residual lightning; Kratos, the God of War, gripping his blades tightly; Cyborg, his systems flickering; Green Lantern, ring glowing faintly; Martian Manhunter, telepathically coordinating efforts; Beast Boy and Starfire, supporting the injured; even the Joker, cackling maniacally amid the chaos. Many bore wounds, some teetering on the brink of death, their breaths ragged.
The bunker hummed with tension. Constantine lit a cigarette, his trench coat stained with soot. "There's no stopping them now," he muttered, exhaling smoke that curled toward the ceiling. "The moon's gone, Mars is history. The universe is on the verge of shattering like cheap glass."
Martian Manhunter, seated at a massive round table etched with holographic maps, nodded gravely. "Earth cannot recover from this. It will take perhaps a thousand years—or more—before any semblance of normalcy returns. Ecosystems destroyed, atmospheres poisoned."
Batman, ever the strategist, joined from the shadows, his voice a gravelly command. "For now, focus on saving lives. Radiation from Washington D.C. is spreading like wildfire. It won't be long before it reaches us. We need to contain it—deploy barriers, evacuate survivors."
Everyone nodded in agreement, a rare unity born of desperation. But alarms blared suddenly, red lights flashing across consoles. "Asteroids entering atmosphere," the AI system announced in a monotone. "Impact imminent. Extinction-level event in minus one minute."
"Justice League and allies—move out!" Batman barked. Coordinates flashed on wrist devices. Heroes and villains dashed into action: Superman soared to intercept massive rocks, Flash blurred across continents to redirect fragments, Green Lantern constructed energy shields, Kratos hurled boulders back into space with brute force. Even the Joker, in a twisted fit of self-preservation, used gadgets to detonate incoming threats.
Back in the void of space, the battle raged on with renewed ferocity. Darkseid, having lost his right arm to a point-blank Kamehameha from Goku— the wave of blue energy so intense it vaporized his limb despite his attempt to tank it—pressed on. Goku's follow-up punch sent him careening into Jupiter, the gas giant's atmosphere igniting as Darkseid's body carved through half the planet, storms raging in his wake.
Trigon capitalized, landing a savage punch to Goku's face that drew blood. They continued their dance of destruction, cracking space with every exchange. Goku seized Trigon's leg, hurling him through fields of city-sized asteroids that shattered like glass. Then, drawing on the life force of the universe, Goku raised his hands skyward. "Spirit Bomb!" he cried, the orb growing exponentially, swelling to the size of a moon, pulsating with pure, collective energy.
"Let's see you both survive this!" Goku hurled the massive sphere at his battered foes, who lay bleeding on a shattered planetary remnant. Trigon countered with a torrent of demonic flames, a inferno the size of a metropolis. Darkseid fired his full-powered Omega Beams, red lances of doom that warped reality. The three forces collided in a titanic struggle, pushing against each other with universe-shaking might. Shockwaves rippled outward, obliterating distant planets in instants.
Goku poured more ki into the bomb, overwhelming his enemies. The Spirit Bomb engulfed them, detonating in a explosion that shattered space entirely. The universe began to crumble—stars imploding, black holes forming spontaneously. Goku, wounded with his gi torn from his upper body, revealing a tapestry of bruises and cuts, watched for a heartbeat before vanishing with Zeno's portal.
Time itself paused as a ethereal white light flooded the void, reinforcing the fabric of existence. Reality mended, the explosion fading into echoes.
On Earth, the assembled forces succeeded—the asteroids deflected, humanity spared extinction, though scarred forever.
Darkseid perished in the blast, his essence scattered. Trigon, ever the survivor, escaped into a dimensional rift, vowing vengeance in the shadows.