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In the days following Zeno's announcement, a ripple of excitement spread across the multiverse. News of the upcoming tournament traveled swiftly from universe to universe, reaching every Supreme Kai, every God of Destruction, and every warrior who had heard of the first Tournament of Power. This time, with Zeno's increased anticipation, the event promised to be even more intense.
At the heart of Universe 7, Earth's defenders gathered at Capsule Corp, each of them buzzing with anticipation. Goku's face lit up with a familiar grin, his mind already racing with possibilities. "Just think, Vegeta! We'll be able to fight opponents even stronger than before. Who knows what kind of powers they might have?"
Vegeta crossed his arms, smirking. "If that first tournament showed anything, it's that the multiverse is full of surprises. But this time, I won't settle for anything less than the top."
Piccolo and Gohan listened in quietly, understanding the weight of this announcement. They knew the tournament was an opportunity to witness powers beyond their comprehension and a chance to push themselves past their own limits, but it was also a responsibility—a way to defend their universe from annihilation if things took a serious turn.
Beerus, who had just returned from the Void Arena, stood nearby with a contemplative look. "This tournament will test every one of us," he remarked, his voice lower than usual. "Rack won't be the only challenge this time. With the multiverse united once more, you can bet that every God of Destruction will want their champions to give everything they've got."
Goku nodded, still brimming with excitement. "Well, that just makes it more fun!"
Whis gave a small chuckle. "As enthusiastic as always, I see. But do remember, Goku, this is about more than just the thrill of battle. Each universe's pride is at stake, and so is their survival." His words carried an uncharacteristic seriousness that caused even Goku to pause and think.
Meanwhile, across other universes, warriors were also preparing for the grand event. In Universe 6, Cabba trained tirelessly under the watchful eye of his mentor, Vegeta's counterpart from their first encounter. Caulifla and Kale, the legendary Saiyans, had also begun preparing, eager to face their Universe 7 rivals once again. In Universe 11, Jiren sat in meditation, honing his strength and discipline as he prepared to re-enter the cosmic stage.
Yet amid the rising anticipation, a shadow lingered over the multiverse. Not everyone was looking forward to the tournament with joy or excitement. Rack, ever the enigma, had retreated into his own corner of the cosmos, strategizing, his mind spinning with plans far beyond the scope of mere victory.
"If this tournament is to be the battleground," Rack murmured to himself, "then I'll use it to show the multiverse the power that was denied me."
In a hidden dimension, Rack tapped into reserves of his energy, his purple and red aura swirling around him in dark, furious waves. His ambitions ran deeper than anyone could suspect. For him, this tournament was more than just a battle—it was a stage to prove himself as the true ruler of destruction.
Back on Earth, preparations continued. Goku, Vegeta, and the Z Fighters intensified their training under the guidance of Whis. Even Gohan and Piccolo found themselves training harder than ever, knowing that the tournament would push them to their limits and beyond. The weight of this new event lay heavy on all of them, yet none could ignore the thrill of what lay ahead.
As Zeno watched from his palace, an eager grin spread across his face. He had already started imagining the fierce battles to come, and he couldn't wait to see what surprises the universes would bring to the arena. For now, he let his imagination run wild, knowing that soon, he would witness a spectacle like no other—a clash of gods, warriors, and legends.
The countdown to the tournament had begun, and across the multiverse, champions prepared to bring their might to the grand arena once again.
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