Guardian Ren vs. Universe 7
Setting: An alternate Dragon Ball Universe 7 timeline. Years have passed since the Tournament of Power, and Goku and Vegeta continue to push their limits, their Super Saiyan Blue forms now refined and incredibly potent.
Chapter 1: The Unforeseen Observer
The desolate plains trembled. Shockwaves ripped through the air, carving temporary canyons into the rocky landscape as two azure comets of energy clashed relentlessly. Goku and Vegeta, shimmering in the divine aura of Super Saiyan Blue, were locked in a sparring match that would obliterate lesser planets. Their movements were blurs, fists connecting with thunderous impacts, ki blasts erupting like miniature stars.
"Not bad, Kakarot!" Vegeta yelled, parrying a swift kick and launching a blinding Galick Gun.
"You too, Vegeta!" Goku grinned, deflecting the beam with a focused ki shield before unleashing a rapid-fire volley of energy blasts. "But you're still holding back!"
Neither Saiyan noticed the figure standing serenely atop a distant mesa, observing their battle not with eyes, but with an awareness that transcended physical sight. This was Ren, a Guardian whose existence predated many of the stars in this universe's sky. He wore simple, flowing robes of deep indigo, his features calm but radiating an ancient, immeasurable power. He wasn't native to this reality strand, but the sheer, unrestrained energy pouring from the two Saiyans had created ripples across the dimensional fabric, disturbances that fell under his purview.
Ren extended a hand, palm open towards the distant battle. He felt the raw power, the divine ki woven into their forms. Impressive, undeniably. But chaotic. Unbalanced. Like magnificent, untamed wildfires threatening to consume everything around them. He needed to understand the source and its potential threat to the stability he was sworn to protect.
With a thought, Ren dissolved his physical form and reappeared directly between the two sparring Saiyans, materializing just as their fists were about to collide again.
WHOOSH!
Goku and Vegeta froze mid-strike, their eyes wide with shock. The sudden appearance of this unknown individual, who radiated an energy signature unlike anything they'd ever encountered – not mortal, not divine, something else entirely – brought their battle to an abrupt halt.
"Whoa! Where did you come from?" Goku asked, retracting his fist, his battle aura flickering slightly with surprise.
Vegeta scowled, instantly wary. "State your business. Interrupting our training is unwise." His blue aura flared menacingly.
Ren regarded them both, his gaze piercing. "I am Ren. Your power outputs are causing... significant disturbances. I am here to assess the nature of this energy and its potential consequences."
Vegeta scoffed. "Disturbances? This is merely training. If you can't handle the energy, then leave." He took a step forward, radiating pressure.
Goku, ever curious about strong opponents, tilted his head. "Assess? You seem pretty strong yourself. How about a little spar? That's the best way to assess power around here!"
Ren's expression remained unchanged. "Conflict is not my primary objective. However, if you insist on demonstrating your power through aggression..." He raised a hand slowly. "Perhaps a demonstration of control is in order."
Before Vegeta could retort or Goku could launch a friendly challenge, Ren focused his intent. He targeted Vegeta, sensing the fierce pride, the warrior's spirit, but also the lingering shadows of his past ruthlessness, the echoes of countless lives extinguished by his hand long ago. A subtle pulse of energy, invisible to the naked eye, emanated from Ren.
Vegeta suddenly gasped, his body locking rigid. His Super Saiyan Blue aura flickered violently and then extinguished, leaving him in his base form, completely immobilized, eyes wide with disbelief and fury. He couldn't move a muscle, couldn't even flare his ki. It felt as if every nerve, every fiber of his being, was locked in an unbreakable stasis.
Goku stared, shocked. "Vegeta! What did you do to him?!"
"A temporary stasis," Ren explained calmly, turning his gaze to Goku. "The duration and intensity are proportionate to the darkness, the 'evil' if you will, residing within the target's soul, or the negative karmic weight they carry. Prince Vegeta possesses considerable lingering negativity, despite his reformation. He will be immobile for some time. Now, Son Goku, will you stand down, or must I demonstrate further?"
Goku's usual grin vanished, replaced by a serious frown. This newcomer had effortlessly paralyzed Vegeta in his Blue form with a bizarre, morally-attuned power. This was no ordinary opponent. This was something else entirely. The real fight was just beginning.
Chapter 2: Nullification and Despair
Goku didn't hesitate. Seeing Vegeta incapacitated, even temporarily, ignited his protective instincts and his Saiyan desire to test this incredible new power. "Alright then," he said, his Super Saiyan Blue aura flaring back to its full intensity, the ground cracking under the pressure, "Let's see what you've got!"
He vanished, reappearing instantly behind Ren with a powerful kick aimed at his head, fast enough to be invisible to almost any other being. But Ren didn't even turn. A translucent barrier of shimmering violet energy materialized, absorbing the impact without a ripple. Goku bounced back, astonished by the complete lack of resistance yet utter impenetrability.
"Your speed is remarkable," Ren commented, still facing forward. "Your power, immense. But it lacks discipline."
Goku teleported again, this time appearing above Ren, hands cupped for his signature attack. "KA... ME... HA... ME..." The familiar blue light gathered, swelling rapidly into a colossal sphere of energy.
Ren finally turned, looking up as the torrent of blue energy began to coalesce. He simply raised one hand, palm outward. "...HA!"
The massive Kamehameha wave surged downwards, a beam capable of annihilating planets. It struck Ren's palm... and vanished. Not deflected, not absorbed in a flashy explosion, but simply ceased to exist the moment it made contact, unraveling into nothingness.
Goku hovered, mouth agape. "It... disappeared? How?"
"Your energy is potent," Ren stated, lowering his hand. "But energy, like matter, has structure. And structure can be undone. Your reliance on this 'Super Saiyan Blue' transformation is your greatest strength and your most exploitable weakness."
Before Goku could process this, Ren acted again. He clasped his hands together, and a wave of pure, colorless energy pulsed outwards. It wasn't an attack, not in the conventional sense. It felt... empty, like a void washing over reality.
As the wave washed over Goku, the divine, fiery blue aura surrounding him sputtered, flickered, and died completely. The immense power he commanded vanished, leaving him feeling strangely hollow, returned abruptly to his base form. He tried to reignite it, focusing his ki, gritting his teeth – but nothing happened. It was as if the switch to his transformations, the very connection to that divine ki, was simply... gone. Severed.
"What... What did you do?" Goku stammered, feeling a sense of vulnerability he hadn't experienced in years. "I can't... I can't transform!"
"I have temporarily nullified your ability to access that specific energy state," Ren explained calmly. "All powers have a source, an activation pathway, a fundamental frequency. I merely... disconnected yours."
Near the edge of the impromptu battlefield, Vegeta felt the paralysis finally begin to recede. The 'evil' Ren had sensed, while potent due to his past, wasn't the all-consuming force it once was, allowing the effect to wear off sooner than it might have centuries ago. Grunting, he forced movement back into his limbs, pushing himself to his feet just in time to see Goku stripped of his power. Fury and disbelief warred on his face. He tried to power up himself, to reignite his own Blue form, but found the same emptiness Goku experienced. The nullification wave had affected him too.
"He disabled it..." Vegeta growled, clenching his fists. "He can just... turn off our powers?"
Ren nodded slightly. "Among other things. Raw power is meaningless without control and understanding. You rely on escalation, transformation. What happens when that path is blocked?"
He didn't wait for an answer. With fluid grace, Ren unleashed a torrent of devastating elemental magic. Pillars of solid earth erupted beneath the Saiyans' feet like angry fists, bolts of pure lightning, crackling with unnatural green energy, rained down from a sky Ren had momentarily commanded, and waves of intense, absolute-zero cold tried to encase them in inescapable ice. Goku and Vegeta, relying purely on their base forms and martial arts mastery, dodged and weaved, finding themselves utterly on the defensive. They were still incredibly fast and strong, but against Ren's versatile and unpredictable magic, combined with the inability to access their trump cards, they were being systematically overwhelmed.
Goku landed a solid punch on Ren's shoulder, only for his fist to phase harmlessly through as if Ren were smoke, a disconcerting feeling of hitting empty air where solid mass should be. Vegeta launched a barrage of basic ki blasts, desperate to inflict some damage, but Ren simply waved a hand, and the blasts unravelled into harmless glittering dust before they even reached him.
Despair began to creep into Goku's heart, quickly followed by a frustrated determination. Vegeta felt a familiar sting of helplessness against an overwhelmingly superior foe, a feeling he despised more than anything. They were being utterly dismantled, not by brute force that they could potentially overcome, but by uncanny abilities that defied the known laws of ki and combat, abilities they couldn't comprehend, let alone counter.
Just as Ren prepared another, potentially devastating magical assault, gathering swirling vortexes of arcane energy in his palms, a new, colossal pressure descended upon the battlefield. The sky darkened unnaturally, the ground trembled far more violently than before, and an aura far exceeding even Super Saiyan Blue washed over the area, carrying an air of lazy, terrifying authority.
Both Goku and Vegeta looked up, their eyes widening further, a mix of apprehension and slight relief on their faces.
"Lord Beerus!" Goku exclaimed.
Ren paused, his magical constructs dissolving. He turned his attention towards the newcomer – a tall, purple, cat-like being floating down beside an attendant with pale blue skin and white hair. Ren's senses flared. This was different. A God of Destruction. An entity whose very purpose was erasure. Another significant imbalance requiring assessment.
Chapter 3: Beyond Gods and Saiyans
Beerus, the God of Destruction, yawned, looking distinctly unimpressed by the state of the battlefield and the depowered Saiyans. Whis hovered beside him, observing with his usual placid curiosity, though perhaps a flicker of deeper interest danced in his eyes.
"Honestly, Goku, Vegeta," Beerus drawled, scratching behind his ear. "Making all this racket. And what happened to your fancy blue hair? Did you run out of dye?" He then focused his slitted eyes on Ren. "And you. You're the source of this unusual energy signature that interrupted my nap. You don't feel like a mortal, nor quite like a god. Explain yourself before I decide to Hakai this entire sector out of boredom."
Ren met Beerus's gaze without flinching. The pressure radiating from the God of Destruction was immense, capable of paralyzing lesser beings with fear alone, but Ren stood unaffected, an island of calm in a sea of divine pressure. "I am Ren, a Guardian. Your presence, Lord Beerus, represents a fundamental aspect of this universe's cycle of creation and destruction. However, the unchecked escalation of power," he glanced briefly at the recovering Saiyans, "threatens cosmic stability beyond this localized system. My intervention was necessary."
Beerus narrowed his eyes. "Guardian? Guardian of what? And who gave you the authority to intervene in my universe? Your power is intriguing, but ultimately irrelevant before true destruction." Without further warning, Beerus flicked a finger. A tiny ball of purple energy, radiating terrifying destructive power, shot towards Ren – a casual Hakai attempt meant to erase him utterly.
Goku and Vegeta tensed, knowing the absolute erasure that energy represented. But Ren simply raised his hand again. Instead of nullifying it directly this time, he seemed to fold space-time around the Hakai energy. The purple sphere distorted, warped like light through water, and then vanished into a point of nothingness that sealed itself instantly, leaving no trace.
Beerus's eyes widened slightly. Whis raised an eyebrow almost imperceptibly.
"Destruction energy," Ren mused softly, analyzing the residual traces. "Potent, but singular in its purpose. Predictable in its function. Easily redirected or nullified if you understand the underlying structure of reality it seeks to unravel."
Annoyed and slightly intrigued, Beerus powered up, a violent violet aura erupting around him, shaking the very planet. "Cocky little pest! Let's see you redirect this!" He charged, moving with speed that made even Super Saiyan Blue look sluggish. He threw a punch aimed not just at Ren's body, but at erasing his very existence from the timeline.
Ren moved with impossible fluidity. He didn't just dodge; he seemed to momentarily exist between the spaces Beerus occupied, phasing through the God's attack. Beerus's fist passed through where Ren had been, the God visibly startled by the phase-like maneuver. Ren reappeared behind Beerus, tapping him lightly on the shoulder.
"Your power is tied intrinsically to your divine nature, a specific frequency within the cosmic spectrum," Ren stated calmly.
Beerus spun around, enraged, launching a flurry of attacks – energy blasts imbued with destruction energy, physical strikes capable of shattering dimensions. Ren countered effortlessly. He didn't block with brute force; he used intricate shields woven from pure light and solidified shadow, redirected Beerus's own energy back at him (forcing the God to hastily dodge his own attacks), and employed precise telekinetic force to momentarily halt the God's limbs mid-strike. It was less a fight and more a frustrating demonstration of utter tactical superiority and esoteric power. Beerus couldn't land a single solid blow.
Finally, Ren decided to end the confrontation. As Beerus gathered energy for a massive Sphere of Destruction, roaring in frustration, Ren once again unleashed the colorless wave of nullification energy, but this time, far more potent and focused directly on the divine frequency Beerus embodied.
The effect on Beerus was instantaneous and shocking. His violent purple aura vanished like a snuffed flame. The Sphere of Destruction dissolved in his hands into harmless particles. The overwhelming pressure of the God of Destruction simply... disappeared. Beerus staggered, looking down at his hands in utter disbelief, feeling only his base level of power – still immense by mortal standards, but stripped entirely of its divine, destructive aspect. He was, for the moment, functionally mortal in his power source.
"My... My energy... My Hakai..." Beerus stammered, utterly bewildered.
Before Beerus could fully comprehend the shock, Ren focused his paralyzing power. He gauged Beerus – not truly 'evil' like Frieza, but embodying destruction, possessing cosmic apathy towards countless lives, and carrying immense, often destructive pride. The effect wasn't agonizing, but it was absolute. Beerus froze solid, his muscles locking instantly, a choked grunt escaping him as he fought uselessly against the unseen binding force. He couldn't move, couldn't even twitch.
"Enough," Ren declared, his voice echoing with quiet, undeniable authority. He lowered his hands. The paralysis on Beerus held firm for several long seconds before Ren consciously released it. The God stumbled, panting slightly, looking at Ren with a mixture of fury, confusion, and, for the first time since awakening, perhaps a genuine hint of fear.
Whis stepped forward, his usual calm expression holding a new layer of profound respect and fascination. "Remarkable. To nullify the power of a God of Destruction, even temporarily... Your nature as a Guardian must be significant indeed, Ren."
Ren nodded towards Whis, acknowledging the Angel's inherent understanding of cosmic structures. He then addressed the stunned group – Goku and Vegeta, whose powers were slowly returning now that Ren's nullification field had dissipated, and a deeply unsettled Beerus.
"Your power levels," Ren said, his voice resonating not with threat, but with gravity, "while impressive within this universal context, are like uncontrolled explosions in the delicate structure of reality. Continued, unchecked escalation without true understanding invites forces and consequences you cannot predict or control. Consider this a warning, and a lesson. There are powers beyond yours, structures beyond your comprehension, and guardians who watch over the balance. Seek control, seek understanding, seek balance... not just raw strength."
With a final, encompassing look, Ren began to fade, his form becoming translucent, like heat haze. "My assessment here is complete. Strive for control." And then, he was gone, leaving no trace behind, the ambient energy returning to normal.
Silence hung heavy in the air, broken only by the whistling wind across the plains. Goku and Vegeta felt their ability to transform fully return, the familiar ki flowing back, yet it felt... different now, smaller somehow in the face of what they'd witnessed. Beerus remained quiet, contemplating the ease with which he, a God of Destruction, had been utterly neutralized.
Goku looked at his hands, then at Vegeta, then towards the empty space where Ren had vanished. The usual excitement for a strong opponent was still there, buried deep, but it was heavily tempered with awe and a dawning, humbling realization. "Wow... he wasn't kidding. He just... turned Beerus-sama off. Like flicking a switch."
Vegeta clenched his fist, humbled but also strangely invigorated by the proof of such vast, unknown power existing. "He was on a completely different level. Stronger than any Saiyan... stronger than a God of Destruction." A grim, yet exciting, understanding settled over him. "There are realms of power, Kakarot, abilities, that we haven't even dreamed of."
Beerus finally broke his silence, looking towards his attendant with a thoughtful, almost nervous expression on his face. "Whis... what was that?"
Whis smiled enigmatically, his staff tapping lightly on the ground. "Perhaps, Lord Beerus, a reminder that the multiverse is vast and infinitely complex. Even Gods of Destruction are but part of a much larger, more intricate tapestry, watched over by forces entirely different from our own."
The Z-Fighters (or at least, their strongest warriors) and even their universe's God of Destruction understood. They had just encountered something truly transcendent, a power that didn't operate by the rules they knew, a power that valued control and balance over sheer destructive force. Ren, the Guardian, was no joke, and the universe, they now truly grasped, was far, far bigger and more complex than they had ever imagined. The quest for strength had just gained a whole new, terrifying dimension.
(Previous Chapters 4 & 5 detailing the lingering effects and Android encounter are removed as requested and replaced with the following)
Chapter 4: Confrontation and Revelation
Moments after Ren had dispatched the reactivated Androids and vanished, the oppressive silence was broken by Beerus roaring in frustration. He appeared beside Goku and Vegeta, Whis calmly materializing next to him. The God of Destruction was visibly furious, not just about the Androids, but about the entire sequence of events, culminating in his own helplessness.
"That... Guardian!" Beerus snarled, pacing back and forth. "Who does he think he is? Appearing, lecturing, interfering... and that power! Unmaking those machines like flicking dust!" He rounded on Goku and Vegeta. "Did either of you get anything more from him? Who is he?"
Before they could answer, Ren reappeared as silently as he had left, standing a short distance away, his expression unreadable.
Beerus spun towards him, radiating killing intent despite the lingering dampening effect Ren's earlier nullification seemed to have left on his divine power access. "You! Don't think you can just come and go as you please! I demand answers! Who are you, really? This 'Guardian' nonsense means nothing to me!"
Ren met Beerus's glare calmly. "I have told you. I am Ren, a Guardian."
"Guardian of what?" Beerus pressed, taking a menacing step forward.
"Of Balance," Ren replied, his voice steady. "I am a guardian of all life, tasked with maintaining the equilibrium between forces – creation and destruction, light and dark. My purpose is to ensure neither side overwhelms the other, threatening the fundamental structure of existence." He gestured vaguely around them. "This universe... this sector... has been dangerously off-balance for a very long time. Ever since the exponential, uncontrolled power of the Super Saiyans became a recurring, escalating factor." His gaze hardened slightly. "I observed the destruction of Planet Vegeta. I observed the near-destruction of countless worlds. I will not allow such unchecked power escalation to shatter the cosmic structure entirely."
Beerus scoffed, though Ren's words about balance resonated uncomfortably with his own role. "Balance? Your methods feel like absolute power! You paralyze, you nullify, you unmake! How is that balance?"
Suddenly, Beerus felt it – the familiar, immense wellspring of his divine power surging back, the lingering dampening effect from Ren's earlier nullification finally dissolving completely. Goku and Vegeta felt it too, the pathway to Super Saiyan Blue clearing, their full power returning without obstruction.
A dangerous glint entered Beerus's eyes. Pure anger, wounded pride, and a sliver of jealous fear surged through him. His power was back. His power. The power of Destruction. "Enough talk!" he roared, erupting in his violet Hakai aura, far more intense than before. "Let's see how your 'balance' handles this!"
He lunged at Ren, fist crackling with erasure energy, aiming to obliterate the Guardian completely, to prove that he was the ultimate power in this universe. He poured everything into the attack, intending to leave not even dust.
His fist connected... or rather, it passed through Ren's form as if striking empty air. Ren hadn't phased this time; he simply stood there, solid and unaffected. The Hakai energy, potent enough to erase gods, washed over him and dissipated harmlessly, like water flowing around a stone. It had absolutely no effect.
Beerus froze mid-attack, his arm still extended through Ren's chest, his eyes wide with utter disbelief. He pulled his arm back, staring at his hand, then at Ren, who hadn't even flinched. He tried again, unleashing a point-blank Sphere of Destruction. It hit Ren squarely... and vanished without a trace, leaving Ren completely unharmed.
"My... Hakai... It does nothing?" Beerus whispered, his aura flickering as shock overwhelmed his rage. His ultimate power, the very definition of his being as a God of Destruction, was utterly useless against this being.
Ren simply looked at him, a profound, ancient understanding in his eyes. He didn't need to say anything.
The fight drained out of Beerus. The anger, the jealousy... replaced by a dawning, humbling realization. This being wasn't just powerful; he operated on a level where concepts like 'destruction' as Beerus knew them simply didn't apply. He truly was something else, something fundamental. Slowly, Beerus powered down, his violet aura receding. He looked at Ren, not with fear anymore, but with a grudging, profound respect.
"I see," Beerus said quietly. "Perhaps... perhaps there is more to this 'Guardian' role than I thought."
Chapter 5: The Tide of Resurrected Evil
Just as a tense understanding began to settle, a far more ominous presence washed over the planet. It wasn't ki in the traditional sense, but a wave of pure, concentrated malice originating from deep space, warping reality as it approached Earth at impossible speeds. Whis's eyes widened slightly. "Oh my. This is... unexpected. And deeply unpleasant."
Before anyone could react further, the fabric of space near Earth tore open, and shadowy tendrils snaked out, plunging into the planet's crust and atmosphere. Moments later, across the globe, figures began to materialize from churning darkness. Goku and Vegeta felt dozens of familiar, malevolent energy signatures flare into existence simultaneously.
"No way..." Goku breathed, his eyes scanning the horizon where a golden figure hovered, radiating immense power and sadistic glee. "Frieza!"
But it wasn't just Frieza. His entire resurrected army appeared alongside him, soldiers Goku and Vegeta hadn't seen in years. And elsewhere, the ground cracked open, and a pink, childlike figure bounced out, letting loose a high-pitched shriek of destructive joy – Kid Buu. Worse still, another pink form coalesced nearby, larger, wearing familiar attire, but his eyes burned with red, uncontrollable rage instead of innocent confusion – Majin Buu, seemingly reverted to his most dangerous, unrestrained state, or perhaps possessed by the invading darkness.
Old enemies, long defeated, were back. And they felt... stronger. Far stronger than before, amplified by the shadowy power that had revived them.
"This is bad!" Goku yelled, instantly powering up to Super Saiyan Blue, Vegeta matching him. "Everyone! We have to stop them!"
The Z-Fighters – Piccolo, Gohan, Krillin, Tien, Yamcha, even Goten and Trunks – arrived quickly, sensing the catastrophic threat. But the sheer number and amplified power of their resurrected foes were overwhelming. Frieza, now easily matching Super Saiyan Blue, cackled as he traded blows with Goku. Kid Buu was a whirlwind of chaotic destruction, forcing Vegeta onto the defensive. The corrupted Majin Buu absorbed energy blasts and regenerated instantly, his rage making him terrifyingly unpredictable. Frieza's army swarmed the other Z-Fighters, their enhanced strength pushing Earth's defenders back.
"It's no good, Kakarot!" Vegeta yelled, blasting Kid Buu away only for him to reform instantly. "They're too strong, and they just keep coming!"
"We have to try!" Goku shouted back. "Fusion HA!"
Goku and Vegeta performed the fusion dance, merging into Gogeta Blue. The fused warrior immediately unleashed a Stardust Breaker at Kid Buu, seemingly disintegrating him, while simultaneously blasting Frieza back with a powerful Kamehameha. But Kid Buu reformed yet again, laughing maniacally, and Frieza merely grinned, his golden aura flaring brighter. Even Gogeta's immense power wasn't enough to put them down permanently; the dark energy sustaining them was too potent.
The fusion wore off, leaving Goku and Vegeta exhausted and battered. Around them, the other Z-Fighters were struggling, overwhelmed by the sheer numbers and enhanced power. Hope looked like it was about to be extinguished under the tide of resurrected nightmares.
Chapter 6: The Guardian's True Form
Just as Frieza prepared a final, planet-shattering Death Ball, and the Buus converged on the weakened Saiyans, a shimmering portal tore open in the sky above the battlefield. Ren stepped through, his calm expression replaced with one of grim determination as he surveyed the chaos below.
"The imbalance spreads," he murmured, seeing the resurrected villains and the dark energy fueling them. "This external corruption must be purged."
He saw the Z-Fighters struggling, saw Goku and Vegeta near their limit. He knew his usual methods of single-target nullification or paralysis wouldn't suffice against such overwhelming numbers amplified by an unknown, invasive force. He couldn't simply unmake them all individually before the planet was lost.
"They require aid," Ren decided. He raised his hands, and lines of pure, white energy flowed from his palms, connecting momentarily to each of the Z-Fighters, including Goku and Vegeta. It wasn't his core power nullification or paralysis, but a fraction of his balancing energy – a temporary boon.
Instantly, the Z-Fighters felt a surge of clarity and resilience. Their ki control sharpened, their fatigue lessened slightly, and they felt a subtle resistance to the dark energy empowering their foes. Piccolo found his Special Beam Cannon hitting harder, Gohan's Mystic form flared brighter, and even Krillin's Destructo Discs seemed more potent. They were able to push back, to hold the line, buying precious moments.
But Frieza, Kid Buu, and the corrupted Majin Buu remained overwhelmingly powerful. Ren knew the temporary boost wouldn't be enough. "It seems a more... direct intervention is required."
He closed his eyes, and the calm, ancient energy radiating from him began to skyrocket. The air grew heavy, reality itself seeming to thrum around him. His human form began to glow, shifting and expanding. Indigo robes dissolved into shimmering scales, limbs elongated, and a powerful draconic head rose towards the sky, letting out a roar that wasn't sound, but pure, fundamental energy echoing across dimensions.
Where Ren had stood, now hovered a colossal dragon, easily dwarfing Shenron. Its scales shimmered with the colours of twilight and dawn, its eyes burned with the light of distant galaxies, and its presence radiated power that made Super Saiyan Blue and even Beerus's divine energy feel insignificant. This was Ren's true form, a being woven from the very fabric of cosmic balance.
Everyone – Z-Fighters, villains, Beerus and Whis watching from afar – stared in stunned silence. The sheer power level was incomprehensible, dwarfing anything they had ever sensed.
"Withdraw," Ren's voice echoed, not through the air, but directly in their minds, carrying immense weight. "All of you. Now."
Goku and Vegeta hesitated, instincts screaming at them to fight, but one look at the dragon, one feel of its power, told them this was leagues beyond them. Whatever Ren was about to do, they did not want to be caught in it. They grabbed the other Z-Fighters and retreated rapidly, joining Beerus and Whis who had already backed a considerable distance away.
The resurrected villains, driven by malice and instinct, hesitated only briefly before launching their strongest attacks at the colossal dragon. Frieza's Death Ball, Kid Buu's Planet Burst, Majin Buu's enraged energy wave – all converged on Ren.
The dragon ignored them. It opened its mighty jaws, and instead of fire or energy, a wave of pure, blinding white light erupted outwards. It wasn't heat, it wasn't force, it carried no destructive intent towards matter or planets. It was a wave of absolute balance, of unmaking for corrupted existence.
The light washed over the battlefield. There were no screams, no explosions. Frieza, the Buus, the entire Frieza Force – every single resurrected enemy touched by the light simply dissolved, their forms unraveling, the dark energy sustaining them neutralized and dissipated into nothingness. They were not destroyed; they were corrected, returned to the void from which the dark entity had pulled them.
When the light faded, the battlefield was empty of enemies. The sky was clear. The dark, malicious presence that had invaded was gone. The colossal dragon hovered for a moment longer, then its form shimmered and condensed, reverting seamlessly back into the indigo-robed figure of Ren, who floated gently to the ground, seemingly unaffected by the immense power he had just unleashed. The balance, for now, was restored.
