Beerus was still lost in a blissful dream — one filled with the most divine cuisines of the cosmos.
Suddenly
BOOM!!!
Whis's voice exploded across the divine chamber like the birth of a new universe.
"WHO THE HELL?!"
Beerus's eyes flew open, disoriented and furious. He barely had time to register what was happening before
BOOM! BOOM!
The floating time-bomb hourglasses surrounding him all detonated at once!
"AAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!"
His agonized howls echoed through the ruins of his once-serene slumber chamber.
Half an hour later, the explosion finally subsided.
Beerus lay sprawled on the ground, eyes blank, face full of despair.
He didn't even need to ask. There was no doubt — this was Whis's doing.
"Whis…" Beerus rasped, twitching. "How long… have I been asleep this time?"
"One month," Whis replied lightly.
"One… month?"
Beerus's eyes snapped open. Normally, his naps lasted centuries — even millennia! And now this angel woke him up after only a month?!
Beerus slowly rose to his feet, fury simmering behind his narrow eyes. Violent purple Destruction Energy rippled from his body.
"You'd better have a good reason for this," he growled, "or I swear"
"Oh-hoho~" Whis smiled, unbothered. "I'm only doing what you told me to, Lord Beerus. Surely you can't blame me for that?"
"...What?"
Beerus blinked, his rage faltering.
"Your memory seems a little fuzzy, my lord," Whis said, chuckling softly. "Have you already forgotten what you said before you went to sleep?"
"Before I went to sleep?" Beerus rubbed his chin, thinking.
Right — back then, Gran was heading out beyond the universe to train, so Beerus finally had the chance to indulge in a long nap.
Whis had gone to escort Gran to Planet Yardrat to learn Instant Transmission, and after returning, Beerus had decided to doze off.
Wait
He did say something to Whis before sleeping.
Something like… "If that brat Gran ever gets into big trouble, wake me up immediately."
Could it be?!
BOOOOM!!!
Beerus's fury erupted like a volcanic supernova, his purple aura of destruction blasting outward in waves that erased everything in its path!
CRASH!!!
The entire slumber chamber vaporized into starlight. Then, one after another, the Destruction God Palace and everything within it followed suit.
But even that wasn't enough to contain his wrath.
The pure destructive energy of the strongest God of Destruction tore through the very fabric of the dimension — the Destruction Realm itself began to collapse!
"WHO?!"
"WHO DARES TO TOUCH MY DISCIPLE?!"
BOOOOOOM!!!
The impact of Beerus's outburst shattered the realm completely.
Whis hovered amid the black void, his smile twitching uncontrollably.
He sighed, exasperated.
"That's… not what I meant, my lord. I never said Gran was in any danger."
"...Huh?"
Beerus froze, his rage abruptly short-circuited.
He looked around at the nothingness — the ruins of his own domain. His home was gone.
"You— why didn't you say that earlier?!" he groaned, face darkening like he'd swallowed a galaxy of bad tofu.
If Gran wasn't in danger, then what was this about?!
As Beerus fumed in silence, Whis twirled his staff, restoring the obliterated Destruction Realm in an instant.
And then
"I remember now!" Beerus suddenly exclaimed, eyes widening.
Back then, he had also asked Whis something else — something about the Saiyan race.
He'd asked if Saiyans really had some kind of mysterious origin.
And Whis's answer…
Whis had said that he vaguely remembered a Saiyan who once challenged the Grand Zeno himself.
"Wha—" Beerus inhaled sharply, his pupils trembling. "I remember now! I told you— if you ever remembered everything about that, to tell me immediately! D-Don't tell me you actually—"
Whis rubbed his forehead.
It seemed Beerus had indeed remembered the whole thing.
Clearing his throat, he said calmly,
"I haven't recalled everything. But I did visit the Grand Zeno's Palace recently… and I personally asked my father about it."
"Your—your father?!"
Beerus's jaw dropped.
The Grand Priest — the father of all Angels.
A being whose power even Whis himself could not fully measure!
Beerus's breathing grew erratic. "Then what did he say? The Grand Priest must know everything, right?"
Whis looked mildly annoyed.
(Of course he's lived longer than me. Was that necessary to point out?)
He continued, "I wasn't mistaken. There truly was a Saiyan who once challenged the Grand Zeno. The ancestor of all Saiyans — his name was Odys."
And with that, Whis began recounting the tale of Odys — the legendary Saiyan who defied the heavens.
Half an hour later, Beerus sat frozen, trembling from head to toe.
A Saiyan…
who annihilated the God of Destruction of Universe 7 in a berserk state…
then sought out the Grand Priest fifty years later…
and eventually challenged the Grand Zeno himself?!
"My—my god…"
Beerus clutched his head in disbelief. "Am I still dreaming?! How could something that insane actually happen?!"
And who could blame him?
The Grand Zeno was the supreme being of all universes — the living embodiment of annihilation.
To challenge him was pure madness.
"By the way," Whis said suddenly, breaking Beerus's shock, "my father also made a comment about young Gran."
"??"
Beerus snapped back to attention.
"What did the Grand Priest say about him?!"
Whis smiled faintly. "He said Gran's origins are… mysterious, yes. But there's nothing to worry about. He told us to nurture him freely."
At that, Whis let out a small sigh of relief.
Gran truly was too mysterious.
When Whis had first met him, the boy had been on the brink of death — yet in a single instant, his dimensional level had skyrocketed from that of a mortal to the peak of a Supreme Kai!
That sort of leap defied all logic.
"Good! That's good!"
Beerus patted his chest, visibly relieved.
Gran's temperament and talent were exceptional — the perfect disciple.
He'd been worried that Gran's origins might come back to bite them, but now…
"At least he's in the clear. What else did the Grand Priest say?" Beerus asked, curiosity returning to his tone.
Whis paused for a moment, then spoke slowly, each word deliberate:
"My father also said… Gran possesses the potential to surpass."
"...Surpass?"
A thunderclap split the air.
Beerus's whole body stiffened. He darted in front of Whis and grabbed the angel by both shoulders.
"What does that mean?! Surpass who, exactly?!"
Given Gran's current ability, surpassing Beerus himself was inevitable.
But surpassing Whis? That was already pushing into the realm of impossibility.
Unless
Could the Grand Priest have meant Gran had the potential to surpass Whis himself…?
"I'm not sure," Whis admitted, his expression unreadable. "My father said that one line, and then he simply returned to the Grand Zeno's Palace."
Whis fell silent.
Was the Grand Priest implying Gran could surpass him…?
Or… surpass the Grand Priest himself?
Or
Whis quickly shook his head. The last possibility was far too dangerous to even think about.
The two stood in heavy silence.
Half an hour passed before Beerus finally broke it.
"Oh, right!"
He slapped his forehead. "That brat Gran said he was going to wander the universe in search of strong opponents, didn't he? What's he up to now?"
Whis's mouth twitched. "...I have no idea."
He'd spent the past month sparring with his elder sister in the Tenth Universe — he'd only just returned himself.
"How can you not know?! I told you to keep an eye on him!" Beerus fumed.
That was his precious disciple! If Gran died, who else could he brag about?
"I don't know means I don't know," Whis replied coolly, rolling his eyes.
That kid knew Instant Transmission.
It'd take a miracle for him to die so easily.
"Fine," Whis sighed, waving his staff. "Let's see for ourselves, shall we?"
The air shimmered, and a vast projection unfolded above them — a crystal-clear vision of Gran's journey over the past month.
The moment it began playing
Beerus blinked. "Wait… who's that beanpole in a Supreme Kai outfit standing next to Gran?"