Far from the Kaioshin Realm, the Saiyan stood at the edge of a dead galaxy.
Space warped subtly around him not from ki flare, but from primal urges compressed too tightly to leak.
Current Status
Base Power: 34,000,000,000
Tyrant Origin (×400): 13.6 Trillion
Mental Stability: Controlled, strained
God Awareness: Confirmed
He already knew.
Most Gods moved the same way
observe, isolate, recruit, confront, erase.
That was why he would not stay.
This GT timeline had served its purpose he gained knowledge power and experience and given his blood.
It had stripped him bare.
Sharpened him.
He Completed the Fourth Awakening and stepped on the path once walked by his ancestors.
Now it was a liability.
And Shin, his only friend.
Shin was the key, to what, he was not sure...
He did not want to rule this timeline.
He wanted to leave it.
This GT universe was stagnant....
trapped in cycles of escalation without comprehension.
The gods here were reactive, not visionary.
Other timelines existed.
Older ones.
Broken ones.
Ones even the Angels monitored nervously.
And Shin was one of the few beings capable of opening paths without Dragon Balls without the need for the time machine.
Paths the gods pretended no longer existed.
End of the chapter