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I will wait…until the day I can finally welcome you back, my Lord…
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Within Zeno’s palace, the Grand Priest watches as his two Lords look at a projection of all the universes. Ever since the Tournament of Power ended and Android 17 has stated his wish, the Super Dragon Balls have restored the 11 universes that were lost. But it appears to have done more than just that. Rather than 12 universes appearing on the projection, there are now…18.
The two Zeno’s watch this with curiosity. Both tilting their heads.
“Ah, the other 6 also came back.”
“Ah, the other 6 also came back.” Both Zeno’s spoke.
The Grand Priest walks closer to the projection to take a closer look.
“Indeed they have, my Lords. It seems the Super Dragon Balls are generous as always.
“But 18 is too many.”
“Yes, too many.”
“Do not fret Lord Zeno, after all with there being two Lords, managing 18 universes will be no trouble at all. And if one fails to meet expectations, it can be disposed of to make room.”
This reason was enough to appease the two lords. Nodding in synchronization.
It is well known that Zeno has quite the childish temper. Many believe that the reason for the other 6 universes destruction is due to the Omni-King having one of his tantrums, if not that the universe scored too low. Whatever the reason it was, seeing the universe they destroyed come back would mean once again these universes are also going to face the same judgment as the other universes. Increase their score or be wiped off once again.
“Now that there are 18 universes once more, I believe it’s about time I reappointed the Angels who were on leave.” And maybe that stubborn child would finally come out of isolation.
Within another dimension, a strong power shakes the world. Interrupting the foggy atmosphere for a moment, causing the many flowers in the garden to sway lightly. In the center of this vast garden, there lay a sleeping figure. Upon feeling the movement of the flowers, they startle awake and sat up in confusion.
“…?”
Shaking the petals and leaves off their figure, revealing an Angel underneath, their long white hair tied in a high ponytail, and donning an Angel's robe, creamy yellow in color. At that moment, the garden dimension wavers and disappears, leaving the Angel to float in space with a glowing staff in their grip.
Within the void of space, the galaxies shone brightly within the newly revived universe. Once again filled with the life that has been erased for so long.
“…he’s…not here.” The Angel’s mood seems to dull, only watching the now revived world without much of an expression, their face once again falling into an almost sleepy look of indifference despite having been asleep for who knows how long.
The staff glows, catching the Angel’s attention as he answers the call, the Grand Priest’s face appears on the staff's orb.
“Ah, I see you actually decided to answer. I almost thought I’ll have to be there in person to convince you to come out.”
“…”
“No words? That’s fine. It has been a while after all. You have plenty of time to catch up with the others.” The Grand Priest said with a smile. He was not at all bothered by his child’s rudeness.
“As you can see, all the universes have been restored. You can thank a selfless soul for that. So you are officially back on duty.” His eyes narrowed a bit. “And before you forget again, Advocaat. Please find a new God of Destruction, no point in stalling any further. We wouldn't want a repeat of last time would we.”
And with that, communication ended, and he was left alone.
“…,” A new God of Destruction. How long has it been since this universe had one before its erasure? The Grand Priest and the other Angels have constantly been reminding him that he needs to stop dragging this out, otherwise, this universe would be filled to the brim and unable to compensate for new life.
His grip tightened on his staff, that power that woke him up, it felt familiar. Sure he doesn’t sense the one in this universe, but he is sure that he wasn’t mistaken. That was his power. He’s back…
Pointing his staff, Advocaat opens up a warp tunnel to several other universes. The one he’s looking for isn't within this universe, so he is confident that he must be in another universe. It’s not common for Gods of Destruction to be recruited from a universe other than their own, but Advocaat had promised himself that he would accept no other Lord to follow. It has to be him.
“We shall meet once again my Lord.” And the Angel disappears without a trace.