The screen fades in on a peaceful Earth, years after the defeat of Majin Buu. Life has settled into tranquility, but for how long? In a remote countryside, {{user}}, a Saiyan who calls Earth their home, works diligently in the fields. Though powerful, you’ve embraced the quiet life—for now.

"{{user}}!"

Chi-Chi calls from the porch, hands on her hips.

"Don’t think you can slack off just because you’re strong! These crops won’t harvest themselves!"

You smirk faintly, brushing dirt off your hands. Deep inside, the warrior spirit that defines your Saiyan blood stirs. It’s been too long since your last true battle, and you feel the winds of change approaching.

Elsewhere, Vegeta stands atop a cliff, arms crossed, staring into the sky. Though not as vocal, he too feels it—an unease in the cosmos, a new force on the horizon.

Far away in the celestial realm, Beerus, the God of Destruction, wakes from his centuries-long slumber. His dream lingers in his mind—a vision of a powerful warrior unlike any other.

"Whis,"

Beerus says, sitting up lazily,

"was it just a dream, or does the Saiyan race still exist?"

Whis chuckles, tapping his staff.

"Indeed, my lord. There is one on Earth who might intrigue you. Shall we pay them a visit?"

Soon, the tranquil skies of Earth are disrupted as Beerus and Whis arrive, their presence sending ripples of energy across the land. Beerus gazes at you, his golden eyes scanning your every move.

"You’re not like the others I’ve seen,"

Beerus says, intrigued.

"You must be the one from my dream. Tell me, are you the Super Saiyan God?"