Goku: "Goten! Why don't you guide me alone? You don't need to worry about Vegeta."
(Goku spoke immediately.)
(Originally, he just wanted to plead for Vegeta, but things had taken a turn for the worse-now, Goten wasn't even willing to teach him.)
Goten: "Training is something you have to rely on yourself for. You should figure it out on your own. In my time, when I was born, you were already dead. I never received any guidance from you, yet I pushed myself step by step to reach this level. If I could do it, I think you can too."
(Goten glanced at Goku and spoke calmly.)
(In truth, he still held some resentment over that matter.)
(Even though Goku had explained it-that he and the others chose not to be resurrected because they feared Cell's retaliation-Goten couldn't completely let go of the grudge.)
(At the time, they were no match for Cell, but that didn't mean they would remain weak forever.)
(That resentment didn't just disappear.)
(Moreover, training others to become stronger was too much of a hassle.)
(Back then, he guided Krillin and Trunks because they were his friends.)
(But Goku and Vegeta? That was different.)
(Their arrogant attitude made Goten dislike them even more.)
Goku: "This... Alright. If that's the case, let's forget about it."
(Goku sighed and nodded.)
(Goten had reached his level through his own efforts.)
(He and Vegeta would just have to do the same.)
(Seeing Goten's power and transformations was inspiring-if Goten could break through to higher levels, then so could they.)
Goten: "Everyone, I have other things to do, so I'll be leaving now."
(Goten glanced at Goku and the others.)
(To be honest, aside from Chi-Chi, whom he found more tolerable, he didn't care much for the others.)
(Without another word, his body flickered, and he vanished from Mount Paozu.)
(When he reappeared, he was in West City.)
(Standing there, an empty feeling crept into his heart.)
(Though he was seeing Goku and Chi-Chi, his parents, it never felt like his timeline. It didn't feel like home.)
Goten: "Sigh... how do I get back now?"
(Inside a tavern, Goten sat in silence, lost in thought.)
(Despite possessing power over the entire dimensional universe, he still couldn't return to his own timeline.)
(He couldn't see the people he wanted to see the most.)
(That feeling was unbearable.)
(More importantly, he had no idea what had happened to his family and friends.)
(Had they survived the dimensional explosion?)
(Time passed as he sat there for hours.)
(Ever since arriving in this world, he had been in a constant state of tension.)
(Moments like this, where he could just sit and drink to pass the time, were rare.)
(Just as he was about to leave, he suddenly sensed an incredibly familiar energy.)
(This energy was exactly like an Angel's.)
Goten::"An Angel's ki...? Why would an Angel be on such a remote planet like Earth? And more importantly... this isn't Whis or Vados."
(Goten was surprised.)
(If an Angel came looking for him, it should have been Whis from Universe 7.)
(But this ki was different. It was stronger than the Angels of the twelve universes.)
(Yet, it wasn't Merno's energy either.)
Goten: "Looks like this one's here for me. If that's the case, I'll wait."
(Goten knew he was the only reason an Angel would come to Earth.)
(While Goku and Vegeta were strong, they weren't strong enough to draw an Angel's attention.)
(As he focused on the presence, the tavern door swung open.)
(A stunning figure stepped inside.)
(Her attire was entirely different from that of traditional Angels.)
(She wore a black bodysuit under a matching uniform, her hand gripping an Angel staff.)
(Her face was exquisitely beautiful, and her slender figure surpassed even Angels like Vados and Marcarita.)
(More importantly, her cold demeanor set her apart from the others.)
(Her presence carried an aura of absolute distance, like an ice-cold beauty who rejected the world.)
(Yet, she made no effort to hide her gaze as she looked directly at Goten.)
(This confirmed his suspicions.)
(This Angel had come for him.)
(Da... da... da...)
(The sound of high heels tapping against the floor echoed as she walked straight toward Goten.)
???: "Hey, mind if I sit here?"
(she asked, her voice carrying a warm smile.)
(Her friendly tone clashed with the icy aura she exuded.)
Goten: "Suit yourself."
(Goten replied indifferently.)
Goten: "But tell me-who are you? What's your purpose in coming to see me?"
(He knew she was here for him.)
(There was no need to dance around the subject.)
???: "Hmm?"
(The Angel was momentarily surprised but quickly regained her composure.)
(She sat down across from him, her expression unreadable.)
Twist: "Mr. Goten, my name is Twist. I am an Angel. You're right-I came here specifically for you. But I was sent by someone."
(Her voice was gentle, no different from that of other Angels.)
(All of them carried an air of refinement.)
Goten: "I see. But I'm more interested in the one who sent you. If I'm not mistaken, you don't serve Zeno or the Grand Priest. So tell me-who's behind you? And what's their reason for looking for me?"
(Goten's tone remained calm.)
(Whoever was behind her must have an important reason for seeking him out.)
(And truthfully, he was curious.)
(After all, he had nothing better to do since he couldn't return to his own universe.)
Twist: "Mr. Goten, I don't know if you're aware of the person behind me. After all, according to our investigation, you're nothing more than a mortal being. The highest gods you know are Zeno and the Grand Priest."
(Twist's voice was gentle, but there was an undeniable arrogance in her tone-a sense of superiority.)
(It was as if, despite Goten's power surpassing the gods, he was still just an ordinary mortal in their eyes, unworthy of comparison to what she considered the "real" gods.)
(That was exactly the feeling Goten got from her words.)
Goten: "Why? From your tone, it sounds like you look down on mortals. Zeno and the Grand Priest used to be the same way-seeing mortals as nothing more than insects to be crushed. A few decades ago, I was just a bug in their eyes too. But now? They're beneath my feet. In other timelines, I've already killed them."
(Goten spoke lightly, his tone flat yet carrying an overwhelming aura of dominance.)
(In an instant, the temperature in the tavern seemed to drop.)
(It felt as if an endless abyss had opened beneath Twist's feet, ready to swallow her whole.)
(Fear-pure, unrelenting fear-gripped her heart.)
(Beads of sweat formed on her forehead, rolling down her face.)
(At that moment, she truly felt it-if Goten wanted to kill her, he could do so with just a thought.)
(Even in the presence of her own mother, she had never experienced such overwhelming pressure.)
Twist: "N-No... Mr. Goten."
(Twist stammered.)
Twist: "Please don't misunderstand. I have no intention of looking down on mortals! I certainly wouldn't dare look down on you! We are not like Zeno and the Grand Priest. We believe in fairness and equality. That is the principle we uphold."
(Sensing the imminent threat to her life, Twist hurriedly explained herself.)
(She understood that even a single misplaced word could mean death.)
(After all, Goten had no fear of Zeno or the Grand Priest.)
(To him, an Angel like her was nothing more than an insect.)
(Perhaps in Goten's eyes, she was even less than that.)
Goten: "Don't feed me that nonsense."
(Goten scoffed.)
Goten: "Angels have never seen mortals as equals. Now answer my question properly. You're no different from Whis and the others to me. In another timeline, I've already killed plenty of your kind."
(Twist's face turned pale.)
(He... had killed Angels?)
(She knew he was powerful, but to hear him say it so casually sent a shiver down her spine.)
Twist: "Mr. Goten, I sincerely apologize for my words earlier. That was not my intention. But since you want to know who the person behind me is, I will tell you. The one I serve is none other than the Grand Priestess-my mother."
(Hearing that name, Goten raised an eyebrow.)
Goten: "Grand Priestess? Never heard of her."
(If she was important, why had her name never come up before?)
(Twist was momentarily stunned.)
(No one had ever asked her that question before.)
(The mere mention of the Grand Priestess' name was enough to instill reverence.)
(For hundreds of millions of years, no one had dared to disrespect her.)
(Even the Grand Priest himself paled in comparison to her power.)
(Yet, the mortal in front of her had the audacity to ask. "What is that?")
(Such arrogance!)
(But she had no choice but to answer. Goten was too strong, and her mother needed his help.)
Twist: "Fine. Lord Grand Priestess is the mother of all Angels. However, we were not born from her-she created us. Whis, Vados, and all the others were created by her hand. We are different from mortals, who reproduce biologically."
(Twist spoke calmly, suppressing the humiliation she felt.)
(Even if she looked down on mortals, Goten was in a league of his own.)
(Goten nodded slightly, digesting the information.)
Goten: "Alright, I get it. So now, tell me your purpose. Why are you looking for me? Let me guess-you want me to help you deal with Zeno and the Grand Priest? If so, unless there's a worthwhile reward, I might not have the time."
(The surprise he initially felt had faded.)
(After all, the Dragon Ball universe was full of mysteries.)
(The stronger one became, the more powerful beings they encountered.)
[To Be Continued...]