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The video continues to unfold. Just as Vegeta is poised to deliver the killing blow to Frieza, the tyrantâkneeling and batteredâlooks up with a chilling, sinister smirk. In a desperate, final act of malice, Frieza presses his palms into the dirt. In a flash of blinding light, the entire Earth is reduced to cosmic dust. At the very moment of his defeat, Frieza chose to take the entire planet with him.
Watching the Earth vanish so easily, countless viewers across the Wanjie Multiverse fall into a heavy silence. Though they have long known the powerhouses of the Dragon Ball world possess terrifying strengthâviewing planets as little more than fragile bubblesâseeing the Earth they recognize destroyed in an instant is a visceral shock.
Even though it is not their specific version of the planet, the sight of that familiar blue marble being snuffed out by a mere press of a hand leaves them trembling. Many find solace only in the fact that their own dimensions do not harbor such monsters.
Uzumaki Naruto breaks the silence: "I didn't expect Frieza to choose mutual destruction. But I guess if he's about to die anyway, taking his enemy down with him is the ultimate spiteful move."
Kakashi shakes his head, his eye narrowed. "No, remember the footage from Planet Namek? Frieza mentioned he can survive in the vacuum of space. When he realized he couldn't beat Son Goku back then, he tried the same thing. He isn't committing suicide; he's changing the battlefield."
Kurosaki Ichigo adds grimly: "So Frieza destroyed the Earth, but he won't die. He just left everyone else to suffocate."
"But Earth was destroyed right in front of Beerus and Whis," Daigo points out. "They can survive in space too. They won't just let him get away with this, right?"
Shinjoh sighs. "Frieza had no choice. If he hadn't pulled the trigger, Vegeta would have executed him right then and there."
Tien Shinhan chimes in, trying to find a silver lining: "Fortunately, they can still use the Namekian Dragon Balls to revive the Earth and everyone lost."
Duanmu Yan counters immediately: "But is anyone even left alive? Who is going to travel to Namek if everyone is dead?"
"Look! Son Goku and the others aren't dead!" Zhang Chulan shouts, pointing at the screen.
Prompted by his cry, the viewers see a small cluster of figures floating amidst the debris in the cold vacuum of space. It is Son Goku, Krillin, Bulma, and the other spectators, huddled together. A shimmering protective barrier glows around them, emanating from the staff in Whis's hand. By staying near the God of Destruction and his Angel, they were shielded from the explosion.
Vegeta, however, was not among them. Standing apart in his moment of triumph, he was caught in the epicenter. The Prince of Saiyans is truly gone.
A collective sigh of relief ripples through the dimensions. If Goku had perished, there would be no hope of restoration. Now, a path to Namek remains open. Yet, the irony isn't lost on anyone: the entire faction survived except for the one man who had the victory in his grasp.
Frieza: "@Vegeta, oh Vegeta... it seems you've died by my hand yet again. How poetic."
Vegeta's face in the real world turns a dark, livid shade of crimson. To be humiliated like this in front of the entire multiverse is unbearable. "Frieza! You despicable scoundrel! You only destroyed the planet because you knew you were no match for my power!"
Frieza retorts with a sneer: "Who told you Saiyans to be so useless? Imagine being a 'warrior race' that can't even breathe in space. How pathetic."
"Hmph! Don't get too smug," Vegeta snaps back. "Kakarot is still alive. You won't leave that debris field unscathed, and I will be revived to settle this score!"
Frieza's expression darkens. He knows Vegeta is right. As long as the Angel and the Saiyan remain, his "victory" is temporary. He glares at the screen, cursing the interference of Beerus, though he is careful not to type those thoughts where the God of Destruction might see them.
Krillin sighs: "Poor Vegeta. We were standing right next to Lord Beerus, so we were pulled into the shield. He was just too far away."
Yamcha grumbles: "This is why you don't play with your food. Why was Vegeta blabbering on? He wanted to kill Frieza so badly, but when the moment came, he just wasted time!"
Tien Shinhan observes: "It looks like Goku will be the one to finish it now. Aside from Lord Beerus and Whis, only Goku has the strength left to end this."
Master Roshi adds: "It seems Vegeta's destiny to kill the tyrant remains just out of reach."
Vegeta bristles at the comments, but deep down, he is furious with his onscreen self. Why was he talking? Why did he hesitate? This is a bloody lesson etched into his mind. He vows that if he ever faces Frieza again, there will be no speechesâonly immediate execution.
On the screen, Goku and the survivors look out at the ruins of their world with grim faces. Beerus remains nonchalant, glancing at Whis. With a calm smile, Whis reveals his secret: a "Temporal Do-Over." He has the power to rewind time by exactly three minutes.
With a tap of his staff, the universe flows backward. The Earth reforms; the explosion un-happens. They are back to the moment where Vegeta is standing over a defeated Frieza, still talking. Frieza is already tensing, preparing to strike the ground.
But Goku, possessing the memories of the future, doesn't give him a second.
"Vegeta! Get out of the way!" Goku roars.
Blue Ki erupts into a towering pillar as Goku surges into Super Saiyan Blue. He lunges forward, bypassing a confused Vegeta, and thrusts his hands out. A massive Kamehameha engulfs the tyrant. Frieza's plan is smothered before it can begin, and the Emperor of Evil is vaporized mid-scream, his roar of unwillingness lost in the roar of the blue energy.