The Seventh Universe – Earth
Swish!
In an instant, Rayden and the others appeared on the spacious balcony of Bulma's luxurious home. The skies above were clear, and the scent of fresh food wafted from the kitchen as the breeze brushed past them.
"Uncle Rayden, your Instant Transmission is amazing! We're back on Earth in a flash!"
"Yeah! Uncle Rayden, can you teach us?"
Trunks and Goten shouted excitedly, eyes gleaming with admiration.
Rayden smiled and shook his head.
"Trunks, Goten—what I use is a Supreme Kai version of Instant Transmission. It's something I received as a reward from the system. I can't teach that. But your dad knows the Yardrat version—you can learn that one from him!"
"Aww, okay..." the two kids replied in sync, a little disappointed but still excited.
Just then, Bulma stepped forward, hands on her hips and a bright smile on her face.
"To celebrate your victory in the competition—since everyone's here—let's throw a big party!"
She waved to the house staff, who immediately got to work preparing a grand feast.
The mood lifted instantly as laughter and nostalgia filled the air.
"It's been a while since we were all together like this!"
"Yeah, ever since the Cell Games, we've hardly had moments like these."
"I really miss our old days—running around searching for Dragon Balls, going on adventures…"
"Haha! I remember when it used to take half a year to find one Dragon Ball. Now? Just a few minutes and done!"
"Goku, why don't you come visit Kame House more often? I'm getting old, you know!"
"Grandpa Master Roshi, we get caught up in training and just forget!" Goku said sheepishly.
"Don't worry, Master Roshi. We'll come by more often from now on!" Yamcha added.
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Swish!
Rayden suddenly teleported to the Temple of the Gods on Earth.
"Oh! Dende!"
"Rayden, welcome!" Dende greeted warmly. "Didn't you all go to the Universe Competition?"
"We just got back," Rayden replied, his tone thoughtful. "And now… I think it's time to fulfill a certain promise."
Dende tilted his head. "Promise?"
Rayden nodded. "I'd like to use the Dragon Balls."
"No problem at all," Dende replied cheerfully. He turned to Mr. Popo. "Mr. Popo, please fetch the Dragon Balls from the house."
"Yes, Lord Dende," Mr. Popo replied with a calm nod, then walked off silently.
"You know," Dende said, smiling, "I always found it amazing how down-to-earth Mr. Popo is. He never acts like someone with great authority."
"Even though I know who he really is," Rayden replied with a chuckle, "he just lives like anyone else."
Moments later, Mr. Popo returned, carefully carrying the seven glowing Dragon Balls.
Rayden gave a grateful nod, said his goodbyes, and with another swish, vanished again.
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Swish!
Back on Bulma's balcony, the party was in full swing. Music played in the background, and everyone was enjoying the food and company.
"Hey, Frieza!" Rayden called out, walking toward him. "I've got the Dragon Balls. Ready to make your wish?"
Frieza turned, shocked.
In Rayden's arms were the seven golden Dragon Balls, gleaming with power. Frieza stared, stunned that Rayden had actually followed through.
He had thought Rayden was bluffing.
Krillin shot up from the table, alarmed. "Rayden! Why are you giving Dragon Balls to Frieza of all people?!"
Frieza smirked, raising his hand ominously.
"Little bald head... getting bold again, are we?"
Krillin opened his mouth to retort that he wasn't bald anymore—but stopped. That hand gesture—so familiar, so terrifying—sent chills down his spine. A cold sweat broke out on his back.
Without another word, he ran to Goku.
"Goku! Help me!!"
Goku chuckled and patted his friend's shoulder.
"Relax, Krillin. We're all here. He's not going to do anything."
"Hahaha! Don't worry, little bald head!" Frieza laughed, taking the Dragon Balls from Rayden.
Yamcha spoke up suddenly, a grin on his face. "So, Frieza… planning to wish to be 20 centimeters taller again?"
Pfffft—! Bulma burst out laughing. "Oh my god! Now that I look at you… yeah, you are short!"
Frieza's face turned beet red. That Scarface had revealed his wish!
His perfect plan—to fly off somewhere remote, make the wish, return to Earth, and pretend he had grown naturally—was completely ruined.
Yamcha, unlike Krillin, didn't flinch. He believed Rayden and the others would protect him.
Frieza clenched his fists. Damn Scarface…
With no other choice, Frieza raised the Dragon Balls high and shouted:
"Come forth, Shenron! Grant my wish!"
The seven Dragon Balls rose into the air and began to glow. The sky darkened rapidly, thunder rumbling through the clouds. Within seconds, Shenron, the Eternal Dragon, materialized in a flash of divine light.
"Who has summoned me?" Shenron's deep voice echoed across the sky. "State your wish. I shall grant it."
Frieza stepped forward, his voice trembling with emotion—and annoyance.
"Shenron, I want to grow 20 centime—wait, no! I want to grow 30 centimeters taller!"
Everyone stared in disbelief.
Seriously?
Yamcha crossed his arms. "So I was right…"
Even Goku raised an eyebrow. "Is height that important to you?"
Frieza glared at them all. Laugh now... we'll see who laughs later!
"This wish is simple," Shenron responded.
A brilliant golden light engulfed Frieza. The sound of bones cracking and shifting echoed eerily as his body changed.
Ten seconds later, the light faded.
Standing before them was a new Frieza—taller, broader, with a perfectly balanced figure. If someone didn't know better, they might have mistaken him for his older brother, Cooler.
(Krillin, who is just over 1.5 meters tall, had once towered slightly over Final Form Frieza. With the added 30 centimeters, Frieza now stood proud at 1.9 meters tall.)
"Your wish has been granted. Speak your next wish," Shenron intoned.
Frieza practically danced with joy.
"Yes! I've finally grown taller!"
This was a wish he had dreamt of day and night. Now, it was a reality!
Without hesitation, Frieza teleported right next to Vegeta and Goku, both of whom were still enjoying their food.
"You two—stop eating and stand up!" Frieza ordered.
Vegeta and Goku put their plates down and stood, eyeing Frieza curiously.
Frieza smirked, then stretched out his hand and measured their height against his.
"Oh my! You'll have to look up when you talk to me from now on! Hohoho~!"
Goku blinked. "Wait... he's taller than us now?"
Vegeta's eye twitched. "Frieza…"
Frieza, chuckling smugly, immediately zipped behind Rayden, using him as a shield.
Let's see how long I can enjoy this before the fireworks start.
"FRIEZA! YOU'RE ASKING FOR DEATH!"
As expected, Vegeta exploded with rage, transforming into Super Saiyan Blue and launching forward at high speed.
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