Planet Vampa's sunlit sky—sickly green and clouded by dust—shone over a dramatically changed landscape. The valleys and craters once scarred by Gojo and Broly's fierce training had begun to smooth out, the proof of their repeated clashes receding into a tapestry of half-eroded scars. While still inhospitable, Vampa no longer felt quite as grim. Between Broly's surging progress and Gojo's ever-advancing skill, the harsh world had become more of a testing ground than a prison.
A lone figure stood at the edge of a steep canyon, the wind blowing dust devils around his legs. Broly's eyes were shut, his breathing steady. Golden-green sparks danced along his arm, the first visible sign of the Legendary Super Saiyan state building within him. Yet, crucially, there was no wild thrash of aura or guttural roar. Instead, his ki rose in measured pulses, each one stabilizing before giving way to the next.
He took a slow step, letting the transformation creep across his body. Thick emerald hair flared into a ragged mane, muscles swelling with unstoppable might. But the usual mania in Broly's eyes was absent. Instead, he wore a calm focus.
"Easy, Broly," murmured Launch, who watched from a safe rock outcropping. She was carefully cradling a rifle on her lap in case things went sideways.
Broly exhaled, aura flickering around him like a contained inferno. "I'm fine," he answered, voice low but unwavering. "It's not… hurting my mind this time."
She managed a small smile. Months earlier, the slightest brush with this form would have sent him careening into a savage rampage. Now, with repeated guidance and personal resolve, he could stand in the Legendary Super Saiyan state without fully losing control. The potent green glow roiled across his body, but his eyes reflected self-awareness and discipline.
"Power's climbing," he muttered. "I can sense it. If I keep pushing, it might multiply out of control."
Launch nodded. "Then stop pushing. Save that final step for when we're sure you can handle it."
Broly closed his eyes again, feeling the temptation to keep building. The transformation begged him to climb higher, each second offering new heights. But he resisted. With a short, controlled growl, he siphoned the energy back down to a stable level, letting the green sparks fade until only traces of golden light remained.
He turned, giving Launch a reassuring nod. "This much, at least, I can manage."
Gojo Satoru stood atop a ragged cliff, his blindfold fluttering in the gusts. For months, he had painstakingly merged the Eternal Flame with his Domain Expansion: Unlimited Void, pushing it far beyond its original limits. Now, at last, he'd arrived at a new, startling milestone: he could shape his domain at will—expanding it near-infinite, or contracting it into a thin film around himself.
Crucially, this new "worn" domain still retained all the effects of Infinity. Even with the domain compressed around his body, the hallmark barrier that had once halted all attacks mere inches away was now integrated into the domain's new form.
A short distance behind him, Launch—purple-haired this evening—hugged her arms tight against the cutting wind. Next to her, Broly stood, his broad frame covered in scavenged animal hides. Though he'd learned to control his Legendary Super Saiyan form for short bursts, his tail twitched uneasily as he sensed the swirl of power emanating from Gojo.
"Ready?" asked Launch, her voice raised over the wind.
Gojo gave a faint nod, a small smile tugging at his lips. "Let's do this."
With a measured breath, Gojo let crimson-tinted cursed energy flow around him—an interplay of Infinity, reversed cursed energy, and the Eternal Flame. Where Unlimited Void used to form a static sphere, it now coalesced in a shimmering second skin that hugged his figure. Cosmic illusions flickered, fractals dancing along his arms, chest, and legs.
Normally, Infinity alone would ensure that physical attacks never reached him. But in this new "thin-film" domain, both the mental overload effect of Unlimited Void and the protective barrier of Infinity coexisted, layered over Gojo's body. It was as if he wore a cosmic tapestry that combined illusions, mind-breaking potential, and total protection in one.
Launch blinked in amazement, stepping forward warily. "It looks like you're wearing… space around yourself. And the Infinity's still going?"
Gojo lifted an arm, letting the film ripple with arcs of black, white, and red fractals. "Yes. The domain forms a boundary. Infinity keeps it from being breached. Attacks that try to cross the film must pass through Infinity's barrier and the illusions of Unlimited Void. If I let them in, they face infinite data overload. If I don't, Infinity stops them cold."
Broly tilted his head, picking up on that synergy. "So it's your usual Infinity, but fused with the domain's illusions?"
Gojo's smirk was one of satisfaction. "Exactly. This means I can still block attacks at a distance, but now, if someone tries to force their way through, they risk immediate exposure to the domain's effects. It's an extra layer of defense."
They decided to test the concept right away. "Broly, try hitting me again," Gojo prompted.
The Saiyan frowned uncertainly. "You're sure?"
Gojo nodded, Infinity already shimmering in the air. "I can handle anything, even your full Legendary meltdown."
Bracing himself, Broly flared a moderate surge of ki around his fist and lunged. Under normal Infinity conditions, the blow would never touch Gojo's body. This time, however, Broly felt his fist skidding across a thin barrier. In that instant, the illusions of Unlimited Void crackled across his senses—an overwhelming but fleeting jolt of cosmic data. It was enough to scramble his momentum, halting the punch a hair's breadth from Gojo's face.
Broly staggered backward, blinking. "Wha— that was Infinity and something else."
Gojo chuckled. "That 'something else' is the domain, ready to hammer your mind if you push too far. Think of it as wearing Infinity plus a specialized sensor that can assault an enemy with illusions if they try to force entry."
Launch relaxed her grip on her rifle. "So you can roam around with your domain and Infinity on, all in this skintight form?"
Gojo nodded, letting the swirling illusions fade back into a calmer pattern. "Precisely. The Eternal Flame powers it, reversed cursed energy stabilizes it, and Infinity forms its protective shell. As long as I keep toggling Infinity in micro-intervals, the domain film remains stable without draining me to exhaustion."
Over the following days, they refined this new ability:
Broly's role was to provide raw challenge, summoning bursts of Legendary Super Saiyan energy to assault Gojo, though controlled enough not to trigger a full meltdown. Each time Broly unleashed a flurry of blows, Gojo's "worn domain" deflected them via Infinity, while illusions nipped at Broly's senses if he tried to overpower Infinity's barrier. This helped Broly practice balancing power vs. control, as too much rage risked a meltdown, and too little rendered his attacks harmless.
The main focus for Gojo was learning how to maintain Infinity's usual protective distance while simultaneously projecting the domain illusions over any contact attempts. He discovered that subtle adjustments allowed him to let weaker hits slip inside Infinity while still subjecting the attacker to domain illusions—useful for capturing or subduing foes without lethal force. If he wanted to maintain a purely defensive stance, Infinity simply locked out everything.
Launch occasionally fired bullets or small energy charges from her rifle, watching them dissolve in the swirling fractals even before reaching Gojo. The synergy was absolute—any projectile that overcame Infinity faced the domain's illusions, and any direct attempt to push through it found Infinity in the way.
Though these practice sessions still left Broly sweating, they demonstrated how unstoppable Gojo had become, able to fight unencumbered while effectively wearing Unlimited Void around himself.
One twilight, at the plateau's edge, Broly tapped into a modest portion of his Legendary form without losing control. His green aura crackled. Across from him, Gojo "wore" the domain film, a red hue glinting on the fractals to mark the Eternal Flame's presence. Launch observed from a ridge, half-holding her rifle, prepared to intervene if Broly's power spiked.
But it never went out of hand. With measured caution, Broly threw a series of punches. Infinity brushed them aside, illusions flickered, and Broly backed off each time he sensed the threshold of meltdown creeping up. Meanwhile, Gojo barely moved—his "worn domain" radiated a calm, swirling vortex that softly lit the shadows of dusk.
Eventually, Broly let his aura fade, dropping from Legendary levels. "I can't push more today," he panted, wiping sweat from his brow. "But I didn't lose it."
Gojo nodded, stepping forward so the domain film retracted slightly from his upper body, letting him pat Broly's shoulder. "That's good. Each day, you're more in control. And this domain coat is working as intended—no meltdown triggered."
Launch approached, glancing between them. "You both did well. Now, any chance we can get real food? I'm tired of grilled Vampa bugs."
They shared a laugh, tension drained from the day's training.
That night, as they rested by a makeshift fire, Launch fiddled with her gear while Gojo sat cross-legged, wearing a minimal version of his domain like a shawl. Broly dozed a short distance away, tail swishing faintly in his sleep.
Watching Gojo, Launch's curiosity got the better of her. "So… you can keep Infinity up and the illusions for days if you want?"
Gojo's gaze flicked from the campfire to her. "In principle, yes. The Eternal Flame inside me cycles reversed cursed energy and Infinity in a feedback loop. As long as I don't face a cosmic threat that forcibly shatters my focus, I can keep it going. The domain illusions remain in a quiescent state until triggered, so it's not actively draining me with overloading data."
Launch nodded thoughtfully. "Meaning you can basically stroll around the Universe untouchable."
A small, somewhat rueful smile curved Gojo's lips. "Untouchable, sure, but that also isolates me from truly connecting if I never take it off. I prefer not to walk around wearing an unstoppable shield unless it's necessary."
She chuckled. "You're too polite for your own cosmic power." After a beat, her expression softened. "Still, it's good to know we're safe."
Gojo exhaled, glancing at Broly's sleeping form. "Safe enough, at least. If he does go off the rails, I can subdue him without risking mutual destruction. That's the real reason I built this new form of the domain. No meltdown, no catastrophic damage. Just a fallback if things get dire."
Over the next week, the trio carried on, each continuing to refine their hard-earned abilities. Broly extended his Legendary states for ever-longer intervals, stepping down before they multiplied uncontrollably. Launch tested new ways of monitoring their combined energies, using a small scouter-like device Bulma had given them ages ago. And Gojo immersed himself in wearing Unlimited Void day and night, toggling Infinity on and off in minute increments to keep it stable.
Eventually, they agreed it was time to leave Vampa. Their ship, though battered, had enough residual power and resources to reach a friendlier star system. One dawn, they gathered their supplies, stowed away the improvised camp, and boarded the vessel.
From the cockpit, Launch ran final checks while Broly carefully strapped in, trying not to crush the seat with his Saiyan might. Gojo stood by the cargo bay door, staring out at the green-skyed wasteland that had become their crucible. He inhaled slowly, letting Infinity remain half-active, domain illusions swirling gently around his torso in a faint, near-invisible film.
"Take care, Vampa," he murmured. "You were hostile, but we tamed you—and ourselves."
With that, he sealed the hatch. Launch fired up the engines, and the craft lifted off, kicking up dust devils in its wake. Broly gazed out a porthole, thoughts unreadable as the savage planet shrank below. All three felt a curious mix of relief and nostalgia—Vampa had tested them, but also shaped them into the unstoppable team they'd become.
As the ship climbed into the star-flecked void, Gojo allowed a final flicker of red-hued illusions to sparkle around his figure. Even in the cold darkness of space, Infinity shielded him, and Unlimited Void—thinly worn—radiated the whisper of infinite possibility. There was no telling what cosmic wonders or threats they would confront next, but they faced the future with readiness and camaraderie.
And so, armed with the synergy of unstoppable power and unwavering discipline, the three set their course for the stars—ready to carve out their own legend in a Universe teeming with boundless adventure.