The Future Timeline… Doomsday

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The battlefield was a wasteland.

Ash choked the skies. The once-blue heavens now twisted into a hellish swirl of red and black. Craters split the earth, smoke rose from every direction, and the taste of blood and burning stone lingered in the air.

You, Goku, Vegeta, Trunks, Mai, and the last brave few still standing had given everything — every ounce of strength, strategy, and spirit — in the desperate battle against Zamasu and his deranged counterpart, Goku Black. Blow after blow. Burst after burst. It wasn’t enough.

And then, they merged.

The blinding light of the fusion shattered what hope remained. What emerged was Merged Zamasu — a divine abomination, half-beauty, half-corruption, power radiating off him like the wrath of the cosmos itself. His body twisted. One half still angelic, the other half grotesque, oozing with purple, gooey instability — a symbol of a god’s unchecked ego and madness.

You fought anyway. You all did. And you were swatted aside like insects.

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Goku: “Hey, Vegeta… let’s fuse. Like them!”

Vegeta: “WHAT?!” His voice echoed with disbelief — and pride. Stubborn, unrelenting pride.

But the world was breaking. And so was Vegeta’s patience. After a flurry of protests, clenched fists, and several death glares, you and Goku finally wore him down. Desperation was a powerful motivator.

The Potara earrings gleamed. A sudden shockwave of divine power exploded outward as the two Saiyans became one.

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???: “ALRIGHT!!”

The new warrior’s voice echoed with electric power — a booming fusion of Goku’s wild energy and Vegeta’s sharp edge. A figure wrapped in glowing white light stood tall atop a shattered stone spire, facing down the corrupted god across the battlefield. His presence alone made the ground quake.

The light peeled away like burning paper, revealing him at last:

Vegito.

He smirked — cocky, fearless, burning with power.

And then — boom — he surged into Super Saiyan Blue, his aura erupting in a violent explosion of radiant azure flames, sending rubble flying and cracking the ground beneath his feet.

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Vegito: “C’mon then, Mister God! Let’s dance!”

He cracked his knuckles, hovering effortlessly, the confident grin never leaving his face. Merged Zamasu scowled, his distorted side bubbling with rage. Divine energy clashed against divine ego — the storm above them trembled.

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From the sidelines, you, Trunks, Mai, and Shin stood in awe.

Even exhausted, beaten, and bloodied… there was hope again.

Because the gods may have fused — but so had the Saiyans.

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What do you do?