BOOM! BOOM! BOOM!
The heavens trembled as explosions ripped through the sky, their blinding flashes illuminating the golden spires of Asgard. The air reeked of burnt ozone and raw energy as Vegeta, his Super Saiyan 2 form brimming with power, unleashed a relentless storm of ki blasts. Each sphere of destruction roared through the air like meteorites, shaking the very foundation of the celestial realm. Yet, for all his fury, his attacks struck only empty space, colliding with the air where William had been, never where he was.
High above, William hovered effortlessly, his arms crossed over his chest. His expression was not one of exertion but of disappointment, as though he expected more. The golden glow of his opponent's aura flickered in his dark eyes, but his face remained impassive.
Vegeta's teeth clenched, his muscles tightening. His aura crackled and lashed out like a storm barely contained within his body. Lightning arced through the air around him, each bolt a testament to the overwhelming energy he held back. His rage, however, could not be restrained.
"What's with that look?!" he barked, his voice reverberating across the battlefield. "Do you dare mock the Prince of all Saiyans?!"
The gathered Saiyans in the sky dared not intervene, though they felt the tension in the air, a suffocating pressure that made their very bones tremble.
William finally exhaled, the faintest of sighs escaping his lips.
Vegeta snarled and lunged forward, his speed defying the eye. He swung a fist crackling with raw power—but his attack found only an afterimage.
His eyes widened.
"What?!"
The real William had already moved.
Or rather, he had never been there in the first place.
BANG!
Vegeta barely registered the impact before his world turned into a blur of pain. A force unlike anything he had felt before slammed into his chest, his ribs groaning under the pressure. His body shot backward like a comet, colliding into a cluster of lesser Saiyans who had been hovering too close to the battle.
They were obliterated on contact.
Their bodies flung in all directions, some instantly unconscious, others barely clinging to their transformation before they, too, fell from the sky. Their golden auras flickered and died like candles in a storm.
"HYAK!"
A spurt of blood left Vegeta's mouth as he crashed into the ground, the force carving a massive crater beneath him. His body skidded across the battlefield, tearing through rock and debris, his form a blur of destruction.
And before he could even lift his head—
CRACK!
William landed atop him.
Both feet came down with the force of a mountain collapsing, driving Vegeta even deeper into the earth. The already massive crater tripled in size, the ground rupturing outward in jagged fault lines. Dust and rubble erupted into the air, blocking out the light.
For a moment, silence reigned.
Only Vegeta's outstretched hand remained visible, twitching slightly from beneath the debris.
William snorted, unimpressed. He turned his gaze skyward, where dozens of Super Saiyans still hovered in disbelief. With a flicker, he vanished, only to reappear among them like a specter of death.
Then the slaughter began.
Each strike was precise, a blur of motion too fast for the eye to follow. Saiyan's, proud warriors who had conquered countless worlds, now fell like leaves in a storm. Their golden forms plummeted toward the ruined battlefield, their bodies broken, their pride shattered.
The skies darkened, not from clouds but from the sheer number of warriors falling from above.
And then, the Asgard trembled.
A deep rumble, not from an outside force, but from something stirring beneath the battlefield itself.
The hand sticking out of the crater clenched into a fist.
Tightly.
So tightly that his knuckles turned white.
And then—
BOOM!
The ground exploded in a cataclysmic eruption of dirt and energy, sending shockwaves rippling across the battlefield.
Vegeta emerged.
Not as he was before.
His golden hair now cascaded down his back in thick, untamed waves, nearly as long as Raditz's. His brow had thickened, his eyes now carrying a depth of power that hadn't been there moments ago. His body pulsed with raw energy, his aura burning brighter than ever, licking at the sky like a wildfire that refused to be extinguished.
William's expression changed for the first time.
A flicker of recognition.
"Super Saiyan 3?"
The transformation was rare. Almost mythical. The sheer energy output required to maintain it should have been staggering, yet Vegeta stood, unwavering. His power dwarfed what it had been mere seconds ago.
Then, he disappeared.
William barely had time to register it before—
CRACK!
An elbow strike slammed into his sternum.
For the first time, William felt pain.
A deep, crushing force that seemed to collapse his very core. The world blurred as his body rocketed backward, the impact tearing through the sky, leaving a sonic boom in his wake.
Vegeta, breathing heavily, watched his opponent fly.
"WHOOSH!"
The sky trembled as Vegeta shot forward like a golden comet, the air crackling and warping in his wake. His elongated golden hair flowed wildly behind him, his intense Super Saiyan 3 aura flaring with volatile energy. His blows came in rapid succession, each strike a shockwave of pure devastation.
BANG! BANG! BANG! POW!
Each brutal hit landed with earth-shattering force, hurling William through the sky like a pinball, his body ricocheting from the sheer impact of Vegeta's relentless barrage. The battlefield below quaked beneath the pressure, chunks of floating rock disintegrating in the sheer force of the prince's onslaught.
Through it all, Vegeta's signature arrogance bled into his expression, his face twisting with a manic grin.
"Hah! What's wrong?! Is this all you've got?!"
His laughter boomed like thunder, reveling in the supposed dominance he held over his opponent. To the watching Saiyans, it seemed as though William was being completely overwhelmed, battered helplessly beneath Vegeta's godlike strength.
But they didn't know the truth.
William wasn't struggling.
He was studying.
Allowing himself to absorb each strike, to feel the weight of Super Saiyan 3's raw power. It was a rare opportunity, to experience firsthand the force of Vegeta's highest form and gauge its true potential. And as the fight dragged on, a single realization settled within William's mind:
This is impressive.
Despite the vast gap in their base strengths, Super Saiyan 3's absurd multiplier was actually allowing Vegeta to deal minor, yet legitimate, damage to his body. It was an undeniable testament to the transformation's sheer power.
But power alone wasn't enough.
Vegeta's body was already faltering.
William could hear it, the ragged edge to the prince's breath, the way each exhalation came out in uneven gasps. His aura flickered sporadically now, its once-blazing inferno struggling to maintain cohesion. The bio-electricity that once danced wildly around his form had dulled, its sparks less frequent, less volatile.
And yet, Vegeta remained blind to his own limits.
"Hah… Hah… Hah… Take that, you low-class bastard!" Vegeta sneered, staring down at William's unmoving form.
William lay still amidst the floating debris, his golden hair ruffled by the lingering shockwaves. His aura remained eerily absent, his body devoid of any visible energy. To Vegeta, it was over.
The prince scoffed, shaking his head. "Pathetic."
But then—
William's eyes snapped open.
A single flicker of emerald.
Then—
BOOM!
A supernova of power detonated outward.
William's energy erupted like a storm, golden flames surging in all directions. The sheer force of his awakening sent a roaring shockwave across the battlefield, throwing lesser warriors off their feet.
Vegeta's smirk vanished. His body tensed as the gale-force winds nearly forced him back.
"WHAT?!"
Before the prince could react, William rose.
His aura had transformed into something untamed, something monstrous, Super Saiyan 2.
The air around him vibrated violently, distorting from the density of his energy. Arcs of green bio-lightning crackled and snapped like living serpents, far more volatile than the flickering sparks of Vegeta's waning power. His hair, slightly sharper than before, flickered beneath the raw intensity of his transformation.
And then, he smiled.
Not in arrogance. Not in mockery.
But in acknowledgment.
Vegeta grit his teeth, his Saiyan pride roaring in defiance. He could feel it, the vast difference between them. But he refused to back down. He refused to submit.
With a furious battle cry, he charged.
Summoning every last ounce of strength, Vegeta's fist became a blur of golden light, his remaining ki surging into the final, decisive strike. His eyes locked onto William's head, his entire body committed to this last desperate attack.
"DIE, DAMN YOU!"
But just before impact—
SNAP!
William's right hand shot up, catching Vegeta's ki-infused fist mid-swing.
A dead stop.
Vegeta's eyes widened in pure disbelief. Impossible.
He struggled, his muscles tensing as he tried to break free, but William's grip was unyielding.
Then, William's left hand curled into a fist.
CRACKLE!
A dense surge of green lightning flooded into his knuckles, the air around it warping from the sheer pressure of condensed energy.
Vegeta's instincts screamed at him to move.
He couldn't.
"POW!"
The punch landed square into Vegeta's ribs.
Armor shattered.
The force of the impact ripped through the prince's body like a cannonball, sending him hurtling like a meteor across the battlefield. His form smashed through mounds of rubble, breaking them apart like paper, before he finally crashed into the last one, his body carving a deep crater into the rock.
Dust filled the air. The battlefield fell silent.
William slowly lowered his fist, his gaze unwavering.
He knew Vegeta wouldn't stay down.
And the moment the dust cleared, he saw it—
A hand.
Shaking. Bloodied.
But still clenching into a fist.
Vegeta was not done yet.
Not by a long shot.
"I WILL NOT STAND FOR THIS, YOU LOW-CLASS SCUM!"
Vegeta's voice thundered across Asgard, his entire body trembling with unfiltered rage. His golden hair, long and wild from his Super Saiyan 3 state, crackled with arcs of blue bio-electricity as his energy spiked to monstrous levels. His pride, his Saiyan royal blood, refused to accept this humiliation any longer.
Then, his lips curled into a sinister smirk.
He still had one more trump card.
Extending his hand toward the sky, he summoned a glowing blue sphere of ki, its core pulsating with an intense gravitational pull. William's eyes narrowed, the shape of the technique stirring something in his memory. But before he could fully grasp it—
Vegeta hurled the orb not at him, but high into the sky above Asgard.
"HAHAHAHAHAHA!"
The Saiyan prince's laughter carried a maddened edge as he threw his arms wide, his chest heaving from exertion yet filled with triumphant glee.
"YOU WILL SOON MEET YOUR DESTRUCTION AT THE HANDS OF PRINCE VEGETA!"
Then, his voice boomed.
"BURST OPEN AND MIX!"
"BOOM!"
The sphere detonated, unleashing a flood of Blutz Waves, the sacred catalyst of Saiyan evolution.
The sky darkened, bathed in an eerie silver glow. The energy pulsed violently, crackling like a supernova, and Vegeta's body responded instantly.
His pupils contracted to pinpricks.
His breath hitched, then turned into a feral growl.
William took a step back, eyes narrowing as the metamorphosis began.
Vegeta's torso swelled, veins bulging like overinflated cables beneath his skin. His golden Super Saiyan 3 mane retracted, but instead of vanishing entirely, it spread. Thick golden fur erupted from his body, engulfing his limbs and expanding outward with frightening speed.
Then, his mouth elongated.
A savage, predatory snarl tore from his throat as his entire frame expanded at an unnatural rate. His cracked, battle-worn armor gave one final groan of resistance before shattering into pieces, flaking away like broken glass.
The ground trembled.
Bones snapped, twisted, and reformed.
Muscles multiplied, ballooning beyond anything mortal flesh should contain.
The air itself shook with the force of the transformation.
Then—
"RAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHH!"
A single, earth-shattering roar split the heavens.
Super Saiyan 3 Great Ape Vegeta had emerged.
Towering at nearly 50 feet, his colossal frame radiated absolute, undeniable dominance. Unlike a normal Great Ape, his golden fur blazed with the signature Super Saiyan 3 energy, arcs of bio-electricity dancing across his massive, hulking form. His elongated mane had not disappeared; instead, it trailed down his back in thick, spiked strands, giving him the appearance of a divine beast of war.
His once blood-red eyes were now fiery gold, filled with an intelligence that most Great Apes lost, this was no mindless berserker.
This was Vegeta, a warrior in complete control of his transformation.
And yet—
As he lowered his gargantuan head and set his predatory gaze upon William—
His instincts screamed at him.
Something was wrong.
William's body was already crackling with the intense power of his Super Saiyan 2 form, green lightning arcing violently from his body, illuminating the battlefield in flashes of electric brilliance.
His muscles tensed, his hair spiked higher, the signature golden glow of Super Saiyan 2 surrounding him.
But this wasn't just a typical transformation. The energy inside him was growing uncontrollably, pulling at his very core.
His chest expanded with each breath, his tail, always present, always a reminder of his Saiyan heritage, twitched behind him, responding to the building pressure.
His bones groaned under the strain, cracking and shifting as if something deep within was awakening.
The storm of green lightning that danced across his form surged with even more intensity, snapping like living tendrils, crackling through the air and coiling around his growing frame.
His body began to swell, muscles ballooning as the transformation accelerated beyond his Super Saiyan 2 form. Golden fur began to grow from his skin, thick and wild, starting at his neck, spreading across his arms and chest.
His golden hair grew long and untamed, but something was wrong.
As the energy within him reached its peak, the Ring of Rage, glowing ominously on his hand, pulsed with an overwhelming force.
A deep red light erupted from it, radiating outwards and merging with the green lightning that enveloped William's form. The two forces clashed within him, the golden aura of Super Saiyan 2 transforming into something far darker.
His once golden fur shifted, first darkening, then igniting into a deep fiery red. The energy around him flickered between green and red, a chaotic fusion of the two that intensified with every passing second.
The lightning, still green, now coursed through his red fur, crackling with a violent energy that seemed to split the very air. The power of his transformation was no longer simply Super Saiyan, it had become something far more primal, something uncontrollable.
His jaw extended, sharp fangs glinting in the light as his face twisted into a fierce snarl. The red fur engulfed him entirely, his body growing even larger, towering over the landscape.
His tail, thick and powerful, lashed behind him like a whip, now coated in blazing crimson fur that rippled with the same green lightning, adding to the storm of energy that surrounded him.
"RAAAAAAAAAHHHHH!" His roar shook the heavens, a primal cry that reverberated across the battlefield.