"If you let that damned tyrant's words get to you, you'll not only jeopardize our win for the tournament, but it'll also bother you forever. Just hide for a bit to regain your focus, and then stay focused on winning, Y/N."
Vegeta's urgent warning echoed in your mind like a resounding bell, each word a weighty reminder of the stakes at hand. Frieza's callous mention of your deceased mother, a figure from your distant past, resonated in a haunting way, striking a raw nerve within you. But amid this emotional turmoil, you knew succumbing to distraction was a luxury you couldn't afford.
With Vegeta's counsel echoing in your thoughts, you deliberately suppressed your energy, shrouding yourself from detection, and exhaled slowly, attempting to reclaim the focus that was slipping away. The tournament, the quest for the Super Dragon Balls, the very survival of your universe—they were all at stake. The notion of becoming the weak link haunted you; failing your team, your family, and above all, disappointing Goku, was an unbearable thought.
Bowing to the necessity of the moment, you closed your eyes, seeking solace in a momentary respite. Your body, adorned with lingering snake bites and quivering from a mix of adrenaline and fatigue, begged for reprieve. Yet, even in this moment of attempted calm, a seismic surge of energy disrupted even the tranquility of the World of Void outside the arena, an unmistakable force that could belong to only one being: Jiren.
The arrival of this unparalleled warrior cut through your fragile peace, signaling a new phase of the imminent challenge.
The symphony of escalating power surged through the atmosphere, resonating within you as Goku ascended through his formidable forms, culminating in the illustrious Super Saiyan Blue. You shut your eyes momentarily, honing in on the distinct energies of both Goku and Jiren, aiming to follow their intense clash.
Yet, as quickly as you attempted to concentrate, the skirmish erupted unexpectedly, their titanic clash rippling through the battleground. Sensing the magnitude of their exchanges, you ascended higher, seeking vantage to witness the tumultuous duel unfold and, more importantly, to ensure Goku's safety.
The battle unfolded like a furious dance across the heavens, each strike sending colossal chunks of debris hurtling through space. Despite Goku's valiant efforts, a crimson hue began to envelop his Super Saiyan Blue aura, a telltale sign of further power-up—whether tapping into the King Kai Fist x 20, Super Saiyan God, or perhaps even the mysterious SSBeast. Your silent encouragement reverberated through the ether, directed at Goku, a beacon of unwavering support amidst the chaos.
However, Jiren proved himself no mere spectator in this clash of titans. His movements blurred with incredible speed, almost as if Goku succumbed to devastating blows without Jiren visibly shifting position—an unnerving display of raw power. Witnessing a solitary droplet of sweat roll down Goku's determined countenance, a gnawing worry clenched at your core.
Yet, undeterred by adversity, Goku rallied, unveiling a trump card amidst the chaos. Vaulting to a higher platform, he raised both palms skyward, beseeching the collective energy of your universe to fuel a tremendous force—the legendary Spirit Bomb. In awe, your eyes widened, for never before had you witnessed the actual manifestation of this mythical attack.
Responding to Goku's call, you willingly contributed your energy, feeling a part of your essence dissipate as you became enveloped in a translucent white aura. However, amidst this collective surge, Vegeta remained resolute, a solitary figure declining to partake, a choice that didn't sway your faith.
As the colossal Spirit Bomb hurtled towards Jiren, anticipation gripped you—yet astonishment mingled with dread as Jiren effortlessly redirected the attack back towards Goku. Panic surged within you; this unforeseen turn of events wasn't part of the plan.
The Spirit Bomb morphed into a harrowing game of cosmic exchange between the combatants. Despite Goku employing his Kaioken technique in a desperate bid, a fraction of Jiren's effort swiftly redirected the onslaught back towards Goku. Unable to contain your worry, a gasp escaped your lips, a plea echoing across space for your husband's safety: "Goku!"
The subtle shift in Goku's energy caught your attention, a subtle uptick that hinted at a new level of power unfurling within him. The latent force of the SSBeast rippled around him, not as a complete transformation but as tantalizing sparks of magenta lightning, crackling and dancing in sporadic bursts around his form. With steely determination, Goku redirected the relentless force of the Spirit Bomb towards Jiren, yet the steadfast warrior met this titanic energy with nothing more than an unwavering glare, effortlessly repelling the colossal attack.
Strain etched itself into every sinew of Goku's being, evident in the revival of the crimson aura enveloping his Super Saiyan Blue state. Meanwhile, the mesmerizing streaks of magenta lightning continued their intermittent dance around him, signaling his intense exertion. Amidst this clash of colossal forces, the Spirit Bomb wavered between fluctuating sizes, its luminosity intensifying with each tumultuous exchange.
However, the inevitable twist loomed on the horizon—the energy contained within the Spirit Bomb began to collapse in on itself. Its once radiant exterior turned translucent, revealing a menacing core of pitch-black darkness. But it wasn't this disturbing transformation alone that caused an outcry within you. It was witnessing Goku, in an inexplicable moment, lurching forward and plunging into the heart of the Spirit Bomb just before its cataclysmic detonation.
The resulting explosion reverberated violently, hurling those nearby either backward or forcing them to scramble for safety. Yet, against the backdrop of chaos and devastation, you dashed headlong towards the epicenter. Goku, the paragon of resilience, couldn't possibly succumb to defeat by his own creation, could he?
Doubt, fear, and desperate hope intertwined in your mind—a fervent belief that Goku couldn't possibly have been vanquished by the very entity he unleashed. The question lingered, haunting every step toward the maelstrom: Could he?
Arriving at the desolate crater, flanked by Gohan and Bardock, the absence of Goku struck you with an insidious ache, a hollow sensation echoing within. Jiren remained resolute amidst the destruction, an immovable figure at the heart of the abyss. The anguish of Goku's absence pierced your being; the void left by his energy's absence stirred a tempest of unspoken emotions within, a tumultuous storm of silent turmoil.
The Grand Priest's proclamation only amplified the churning storm within you, denying any recourse against Jiren for Goku's apparent demise. Anger surged within you like a volatile cataclysm threatening eruption. Yet, channeling this fury into resolve, you steeled yourself to fight on. The companions by your side, Bardock and Gohan, shared in this palpable loss—Bardock, the father, and Gohan, the firstborn son.
Nails dug into flesh, grounding your resolve as you grappled with the seething emotions, vowing to fight on, to claim victory in Goku's honor. The other universes rallied, converging to challenge Jiren, galvanized by the same resolve to continue the struggle for the sake of their universes.
Then, a surge of energy rippled through the void, unrecognized by most but hauntingly familiar to you and your universe. The overwhelming sensation threatened to overwhelm your composure, almost bringing tears to your eyes—a feeling you knew all too well.
A colossal column of radiant light surged skyward from the crater, its brilliance piercing the heavens. Refusing to shield your eyes, a glimmer of hope danced across your lips as Goku slowly emerged from the center, an aura of unparalleled energy enveloping him. The translucent violet-blue hue, adorned with minute celestial fragments, painted a surreal image as Goku turned to face Jiren.
Goku's transformation was beyond comprehension—his irises, now silver with dark pupils, radiated an intense yet eerily tranquil heat. As Jiren launched an assault, Goku's movements transcended reality, a blend of speed and surreal stillness. Toppo and Dyspo joined forces with Jiren, but their efforts paled in comparison to Goku's newfound swiftness, his calm intensity propelling him inexorably towards Jiren.
A gesture from Jiren to his allies signaled the commencement of a one-on-one clash. Their skirmish blurred the boundaries of perception; the velocity of their blows transcended sight, yet reverberated through your senses. With a newfound power, Goku surged beyond the prior threshold, now standing on equal footing with the formidable Universe 11 warrior, Jiren.
As the epic duel unfolded between Goku and Jiren, your focus divided between the intense battle and the murmurs of gods and angels, their voices resonating with excitement, nervousness, and a tinge of mixed emotions.
One term dominated the celestial discussions—Ultra Instinct. Though not confirmed outright, it was the assumption of the divine beings, a level of power that even they struggled to attain, yet Goku, your husband, had seemingly ascended to this mythical state.
Amongst the speculative discourse, your attention tuned into Whis's theory, a captivating notion suggesting Goku's absorption of the Spirit Bomb's energy, intertwined with the power of the Beast form. A catalyst binding disparate energies together, potentially paving the way for such a remarkable transformation. The question arose within you—could you too ascend to such a level?
Observing Goku intently, you sensed the transient nature of this Ultra Instinct. A fleeting glimpse of Goku's silver eyes reverting momentarily to their original onyx hue hinted at the temporality of his newfound power, even as he continued battling Jiren, radiating an intense heat.
Memories of your initial experiences with the Beast form flashed through your mind, preparing you for whatever unforeseen turn awaited. As Jiren seized Goku's fist, you sensed Goku reaching his limit. Swiftly rushing forward as Jiren repelled Goku with a ki blast, you intercepted his fall, guiding him to a safe landing, and steadying him as he recovered.
The fray resumed with others engaging Jiren, while Vegeta approached, his gaze fixed on you and Goku. Concern etched across your features as you tenderly rested your hand over Goku's chest. His reassuring smirk despite the depletion of his energy offered a moment of relief amidst the chaos.
"Explain yourself. Just what was that?" Vegeta's inquiry, delivered in a hushed tone, prompted a weak response from Goku, uncertain about the newfound power. As you gently laid Goku down to rest, Vegeta turned to you, urging you to cease holding back your power for the sake of the team's chances, at least until Goku recovered sufficiently.
Asserting your belief in the team's strength and willingness to lend Goku your energy, a brief touch from Goku affirmed your resolve. However, as Ribrianne emerged in the distance, you and Vegeta rose to face the impending threat, momentarily releasing Goku's hand.
Attempting to propose a unified front through teamwork, your words were intercepted by Vegeta's staunch resolve for independent action in battle. A sudden rush of air diverted your attention back to Goku, only to find him vanished, leaving you scanning the surroundings in alarm.
"Goku?!" Your widened eyes darted around frantically, seeking any trace of his whereabouts. Where had he disappeared to? The mystery of his sudden disappearance hung heavy in the air, leaving you, Vegeta, and the looming threat of Ribrianne in a state of perplexity and concern.