At the edge of the battlefield, Goten stood in a vast crater where Yamoshi had fallen. As the dust settled, the system's voice echoed in his mind.
"Congratulations on obtaining the Saiyan Awakening Power."
Goten's brow furrowed as he addressed the system. "What exactly is Saiyan power?"
"Yamoshi is an ancient Saiyan, one of the first of your kind. He possesses the most original Saiyan power—untarnished and primal."
"The most primitive?" Goten repeated, curiosity piqued.
"Yes. Every newly born race has its unique racial power. Over time, through countless generations, this power becomes diluted and can even disappear entirely."
"What about Broly? Doesn't he have it?"
"No. Broly's strength comes from mutations in his genes. He is powerful, but his strength lacks the purity of Yamoshi's original Saiyan power."
Goten's expression hardened as he considered the implications. With a nod, he returned to his base form and teleported back to Earth.
Not far away, Tarble observed Yamoshi's defeat with growing unease. He took several cautious steps backward, his gaze darting between Goten and Vegeta.
"What's wrong, Tarble? Are you thinking of running?" Vegeta's voice was sharp, cutting through the tense atmosphere.
Tarble scoffed, though his confidence seemed feigned. "Brother, don't act so high and mighty just because you have numbers on your side. Let's settle this one-on-one. If I win, you'll let me go."
"Fine," Vegeta said, his tone unwavering. "But don't expect any mercy this time."
"Father, wait!" Trunks called out, concern etched across his face.
Vegeta raised a hand to silence him. "Don't worry, Trunks. I won't let him escape again."
Vegeta's Ki surged as he prepared for battle. Purple flames engulfed his body, and his hair turned a deep violet. His pupils gleamed golden as he ascended into the Ultimate Self-Intention state.
Tarble growled and roared, his form transforming into the silver-haired, fiery-aura state of Super Saiyan 5. Without hesitation, Vegeta launched himself forward, becoming a blur of purple light. Tarble followed suit, a streak of silver hurtling toward his brother.
The two clashed with a deafening bang, their battle sending shockwaves across the battlefield. Their fists collided with earth-shaking force, each strike lighting up the area with bursts of energy.
In the midst of their fight, three red streaks of light appeared in the sky. Moments later, Xeno Goku, Xeno Vegeta, and Xeno Trunks of the Time Patrol landed nearby, their presence commanding attention.
Gohan stepped forward, his eyes narrowing as he recognized them. "Why are you here, Trunks?"
"We're here because of Fu," Xeno Trunks explained. "He's been tampering with timelines again. We need to stop him."
Hearing Fu's name, Gohan's expression darkened. "Fu? He's alive?"
Xeno Trunks nodded grimly. "Not exactly. The Fu you knew was destroyed, but the Dark Demon Realm created a new android version of him. He has all of Fu's memories and powers, which makes him just as dangerous."
"Where's Goten?" Xeno Trunks asked.
"Goten's elsewhere," Gohan replied.
Meanwhile, Goten stood in the crater, gazing at Yamoshi's unconscious body. Reaching into his system inventory, Goten pulled out a Senzu Bean and placed it in Yamoshi's mouth. Within moments, Yamoshi stirred, his eyes fluttering open.
"Goten?" Yamoshi's voice was hoarse, filled with confusion.
"Welcome back," Goten said with a faint smile.
"Why did you save me?" Yamoshi asked, sitting up slowly.
"Because I don't think you're a bad person," Goten replied simply.
"Aren't you afraid I'll kill you?" Yamoshi challenged, a smirk playing at his lips.
"You can't kill me," Goten replied confidently.
Yamoshi burst into laughter. "You're arrogant, I'll give you that. I like it."
"Yamoshi," Goten began, his tone more serious, "where are you from?"
"Planet Sadala," Yamoshi replied without hesitation.
Goten frowned. "Planet Sadala? That planet was destroyed ages ago."
Yamoshi's eyes widened in shock. "Destroyed? By who?"
Before Goten could respond, two figures appeared nearby. Xeno Goku and Xeno Vegeta stepped forward, their eyes scanning Yamoshi with interest.
"He's Yamoshi," Goten explained, addressing the newcomers.
Yamoshi's gaze shifted between the two. "Goku, why did you change your clothes?"
Xeno Goku chuckled. "I didn't. I'm not the Goku you know. I'm from another timeline."
Yamoshi's confusion deepened. "Another timeline? What does that mean?"
Goten interjected, explaining the concept of timelines, universes, and the nature of time travel. Yamoshi listened intently, though his expression revealed his struggle to fully grasp the explanation.
"So, I'm from the past?" Yamoshi asked finally.
"That's correct," Goten confirmed. "The clothes you're wearing and the mention of Planet Sadala confirm it."
"Should we send him back to his time?" Xeno Vegeta asked, his arms crossed.
Goten shook his head. "Not yet. The Great Goddess and the Dark Demon Realm are actively tampering with timelines. If we send him back now, they'll just bring him here again."
Xeno Goku nodded. "Makes sense. Let's focus on ending the war first."
Back on the battlefield, Vegeta and Tarble's battle reached its peak. Vegeta delivered a devastating blow to Tarble's chest, sending him crashing to the ground. Tarble struggled to stand, coughing as blood dripped from his lips.
"How… how did you get so much stronger?" Tarble demanded, his voice trembling with frustration.
Vegeta remained silent, his golden eyes locked on his brother. Raising his right palm, he aimed it at Tarble, his Ki glowing ominously.
"Tarble," Vegeta said, his tone icy, "I gave you a chance to change. Instead, you chose to align yourself with the Great Goddess. For that, I cannot forgive you."