In a world betrayed by darkness, Goku Black breaks free, rising beyond gods and allies alike. Now, none can stand against his ultimate wrath.
The skies were dark over the ruined future city, with only flashes of purple and red light breaking through as energy blasts collided. Goku, Vegeta, and Trunks faced off against Goku Black and Zamasu, prepared to fight for a world that had already been torn apart. However, something shifted—an aura of malice deeper than before began to seep from Goku Black, chilling everyone to the bone.
As they clashed, Black’s moves became sharper, more vicious, each strike more brutal than the last. Even Zamasu noticed the change, watching Black with narrowed eyes as he landed blow after blow on the Saiyans. Between attacks, he caught a gleam in Black’s eyes that seemed darker, more calculated. Black fought with a speed and ferocity that even Vegeta was struggling to keep up with, his energy seeming to grow with each hit. A suspicion began to grow in Zamasu’s mind, but he pushed it aside—there was no way Black would betray their “noble” cause of erasing mortals.
As the battle raged on, Black’s power seemed limitless, with his aura expanding, crackling like red lightning across the sky. He was no longer sparring with the Saiyans; he was toying with them, grinning as he watched them struggle. “You know, Zamasu,” Black’s voice echoed, colder than usual, “I’ve learned something interesting from fighting these mortals.” His voice dripped with disdain as he glanced back at Zamasu. “You’re weak. You’ve been holding me back from achieving true perfection.”
Zamasu’s eyes widened. “What are you saying?” he demanded, but before he could react, Black charged at him, slashing his head clean off with his ki blade. Zamasu gasped, shocked at the betrayal, unable to believe that Black would turn against him. In that brief moment, he realized what had happened to him. Black’s eyes showed no remorse. “You were nothing more than a stepping stone, a tool to acquire the power I needed,” Black sneered. “This body of Goku’s, this Saiyan power, it’s mine alone to master.” Zamasu’s head fell to the ground, though still alive due to his immortality, was unable to mutter a word.
Goku Black removes Zamasu’s earring, putting it on his right ear. “Perhaps this will come in handy in the future.”
Trunks, witnessing the betrayal, felt a surge of horror and anger. Black wasn’t just an enemy now—he was a true monster, one that threatened everything, even the twisted justice Zamasu had once claimed to uphold. “I have to stop you!” Trunks roared, charging at Black with all his might. Vegeta and Goku joined in, their combined power converging in a beam attack meant to obliterate Black. Yet, as the smoke cleared, Black remained unscathed, his power having risen yet again, feeding off his betrayal.
With a mocking smile, Black lifted a hand, and his energy exploded in all directions, knocking the three Saiyans back. Goku, bloodied and bruised, struggled to his feet. “We need to fuse, Vegeta,” he gasped. “It’s our only chance.” But Black’s voice interrupted them. “Too late, Goku,” he sneered. “Your precious fusion won’t save you now.” He raised a hand, and red rose energy began to twist around him, transforming his body into a dark, god-like form that radiated unimaginable power.
Even with their strongest attacks, the Saiyans were no match for Black. His new power overwhelmed them, each blow sending shockwaves through the crumbling cityscape. Goku and Vegeta fell first, their bodies unable to endure his relentless assault. Only Trunks remained, his heart burning with fury and despair. “I’ll stop you,” he whispered, clutching his sword, his last shred of hope. But Black was already upon him, striking him down with a single, merciless blow.
With the three Saiyans defeated, Goku Black stood triumphant, alone in the shattered wasteland. The thrill of his power coursed through him, and for the first time, he felt unstoppable, free from any constraints or ideals. As he looked over the destroyed remnants of the world, he smiled, knowing that he had surpassed not only the mortals he despised but the very gods themselves.
