"Hmm? What a rare guest."
Just as Zeru stopped overthinking, a teasing voice rang out.
He turned his head and saw Bulma standing there in casual homewear, smiling at him.
"Haven't seen you in months—itching for a beating again?"
Zeru laughed, stepped forward—
And in the next instant, the two of them vanished into the room.
Two hours later…
Looking at Bulma and Android 18 (Lazuli), both exhausted and asleep after their "game," Zeru stretched lazily as he got up.
If Bulma hadn't provoked him—
He wouldn't have bothered showing off just how "skilled" he was.
As for Lazuli…
Wrong place, wrong time.
From then on, Zeru trained while enjoying peaceful days with his two wives.
A whole month passed quietly.
Until one day—
Zeru suddenly sensed something.
His eyes narrowed slightly.
With two fingers pressed to his forehead—
He vanished.
…
When he reappeared, he was already above a northern island.
Floating midair, he looked down.
Below—
Son Goku and the others were facing off against a boy carrying a sword.
After a brief standoff—
A spaceship descended from outer space.
"No sign of Frieza…"
Zeru looked at the ship, eyes flickering.
There were two strong presences inside—
But not that strong.
And no trace of Frieza.
Meanwhile, inside the ship—
King Cold spoke coldly:
"Cooler. On this mission, do not hold back. Frieza mentioned this planet… and the so-called golden warrior—Super Saiyan."
"Understood, Father."
Cooler smirked.
"I'll make that 'legendary warrior' beg for death."
Unlike Frieza—
Cooler feared nothing.
At this stage, he was overwhelmingly powerful.
Far beyond his younger brother.
…
Back on the island—
Zeru had already landed beside the group.
After brief greetings, he looked at the sword-bearing boy.
"Hello… boy from the future."
"You—?!"
The boy's expression changed instantly.
"Don't be surprised."
Zeru smiled faintly, glancing at Vegeta.
"I know who you are. But that's not important right now."
He looked up at the sky.
"We have guests."
At that moment—
King Cold and Cooler descended from above.
They hovered, looking down arrogantly.
"More Saiyans… how persistent your race is."
King Cold chuckled.
"But it doesn't matter. After today—your race will be extinct."
"Father, I'll handle the Super Saiyan."
Cooler said casually.
"The rest… are beneath me."
Whoosh!
King Cold moved first—
Blazing fast.
But—
He underestimated one person.
The future boy.
Boom!
A surge of energy exploded—
Golden aura erupted.
The boy transformed into a Super Saiyan.
In a flash—
He drew his sword.
Slash!
King Cold was split in half instantly.
Dead—
Before he even understood what happened.
Silence.
Everyone froze.
"Another… Super Saiyan?!"
Krillin's voice trembled.
"This… how is this possible?!"
Cooler, however—
Wasn't shocked.
He stared at the boy, eyes narrowing—
Then slowly smiled.
"So this… is the legendary golden warrior."
His excitement grew.
Because he could tell—
This Super Saiyan…
Was weaker than him.
Which meant—
He could kill him.
And destroy the nightmare of their race.
That—
Was what truly thrilled him.
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