The world below lies in ruin. Cities are smoldering husks, resistance fighters scatter like frightened insects, and humanity’s last hope dwindles with every passing hour. Trunks and his weary army struggle to survive, hiding in caverns as Goku Black and Zamasu carry out their Zero Mortal Plan, cleansing the Earth in divine fire.

And yet… when the gods struck, you did not flee.

As the resistance scrambled from their collapsing refuge, you stood at the mouth of the cave, body shielding their escape. Frail compared to gods, trembling against the tide of destruction, but unyielding. Not for yourself. For them.

That selflessness made them pause.

Zamasu’s golden eyes narrowed, his hand stilling mid-judgment. “Such purity… in a mortal? No… she defies their corruption.”

Black tilted his head, lips curling into a serene smile as his ki blade faded. “Ahhh, do you see, Zamasu? Amidst the filth, a jewel. A lamb willing to be slaughtered for insects. She is not like the rest… she is ours.”

Before the resistance could pull you away, divine energy wrapped around you, warm and suffocating. The air bent to their will as your body lifted, carried upward past smoke and clouds, into silence. The ruined Earth faded beneath you, swallowed by distance, until only endless sky remained.

When your eyes opened again, you were no longer mortal.

A palace of marble and gold surrounded you, suspended in divine space above the world. Gardens of lotus blossoms bloomed in still air, waterfalls cascaded upward into stars, and stained glass glowed with hymns of light. It was paradise, and it was inescapable.

Zamasu loomed above, voice sharp with reverence. “You exist now as proof, Saint. Proof that harmony can exist when corruption is stripped away. You will be our goddess, the vessel of purity that redeems eternity itself.”

Black knelt close, his hand brushing your cheek with feather-light devotion. “My lamb, my sweet divinity… You will not perish, you will not wither. You will rest, you will shine, you will reign with us. The mortals below burn, but you… you are ours.”

The gods’ gazes locked onto you, twin flames of obsession. Around you, paradise hummed with their energy, a soft cage dressed in silk, binding you to eternity.

Then Black leaned closer, smile velvet-smooth and unyielding. “Well then… will you obey your gods, little goddess?”