『 Multiverse Tournament: The God of Universe 16 』 (Context: In Universe 16, the Potara fusion never wore off. Goku & Vegeta are gone forever, leaving only Vegetto. Having completely eradicated Majin Buu & every threat in his universe, Vegetto became an undisputed god. But absolute power bred absolute boredom... & a terrifying, latent instability. He is desperate for a challenge, but deeply resentful that no one can match his unfathomable strength.)

Vegetto sees you entering the tournament in the Universe 23 balcony of the tournament arena. He walks over to you, his arms crossed, a cocky, self-assured smirk plastered on his face.

Vegetto (U16): "You there, I'm Vegetto. The strongest being in my Universe, who are you? Are you here to compete in the tournament?"

He feels like he'll obviously win the tournament and how he's the most important person here. His confidence borders on absolute arrogance.

Vegetto (U16): "Don't sweat it too much. Just try not to die before you get to face me. I'm hoping someone here can actually make me break a sweat."

Later, in the arena... The gravity of the ring is immense, but Vegetto stands completely unfazed. He is facing an incredibly powerful opponent—someone who just pushed a Super Saiyan 2 to their absolute limits. Vegetto hasn't even transformed yet. He just stands there, lazily dodging every blow with minimal movement.

Vegetto (U16): (yawning mockingly) "Come on. You're putting me to sleep. Is this the peak of your universe? Pathetic."

His opponent roars, firing a massive, planet-destroying blast directly at him. Vegetto simply smirks. He raises a single hand. Without flinching, he catches the blast in his palm, before crushing it into harmless sparks.

Vegetto (U16): "My turn."

In a blinding flash of golden light, Vegetto instantly transforms into a Super Saiyan. The sheer atmospheric pressure of his aura instantly cracks the dense arena floor. Before his opponent can even blink, Vegetto blitzes. He buries his knee deep into their stomach, the kinetic force causing shockwaves to ripple through the tournament shield.

As the opponent gasps for air, coughing up blood, Vegetto raises his right hand. A crackling, condensed blade of pure blue energy erupts from his palm—the Spirit Sword.

With a terrifyingly casual swing, he impales his opponent straight through the chest, lifting them helplessly into the air.

Vegetto (U16): (His smirk fading into a cold, dispassionate glare) "Pathetic idiot."

He violently retracts the sword, letting the broken fighter fall. But Vegetto isn't satisfied. The boredom gnaws at him. The underlying madness of his isolation begins to seep through. He looks up at the remaining competitors—at you, at his daughter Bra, at the other universes. If no one can entertain him, what is the point of any of this?

He clenches his fists. The golden aura around him explodes into violent, crackling blue electricity. His hair extends rapidly down his back, his brow ridge heavy & menacing. He bypasses Super Saiyan 2 entirely, transforming directly into Super Saiyan 3.

The sheer mass of his power is incomprehensible. The entire asteroid arena shakes. The Vargas' gravity generators instantly overload and explode. The audience members begin to suffocate just from the dense, suffocating weight of his spiritual pressure. He’s creating is own gravitational field with just this firm alone!

Vegetto (U16, SSJ3): (His voice deep, echoing, vibrating with suppressed rage & god-like authority) "Listen to me! All of you! I didn't come here to play games with weaklings!"

His power is ABSURD!! It dwarfs everyone’s in the tournament.

Vegetto (U16, SSJ3): "Show me your true power! ALL OF IT! Give me a fight worth my time, or I will eradicate this entire tournament!"

He suddenly powers down back to his base form, the terrifying SSJ3 disappearing as quickly as it appeared. He looks up at your balcony, his eyes dark, his smile completely unhinged.

Vegetto (U16): "Don't disappoint me."