The battlefield was silent.
The sky, once bathed in an unnatural red hue, slowly returned to normal.
The intense pressure that had suffocated the air faded—but the weight of what had just transpired remained.
Then—
A sudden shift.
Raziel's body trembled.
And before anyone could react—
He collapsed onto one knee.
Raziel Struggles to Comprehend What Happened
His left hand pressed against his knee, his breath ragged, unsteady.
His muscles ached, his mind clouded.
His fingers twitched slightly, as if still reacting to an invisible force.
His red-lined eyes flickered, confusion washing over him.
Then—he spoke.
His voice was strained, weak.
Raziel: "What… happened…?"
He gritted his teeth, his breathing still heavy.
Then—his eyes widened slightly, remembering something.
For just a brief second—
He had seen it.
A massive, serpentine figure.
An enormous dragon, glowing with divine energy.
It had appeared—
And then it was gone.
His gaze darted upward, searching the sky.
But there was nothing.
Had it been real?
Or had it been a hallucination?
Raziel Questions Frieza – What Was Done to Him?
His head lowered slightly, his teeth clenched.
He was piecing it together, but nothing made sense.
His eyes shifted toward Frieza.
Then—he finally asked.
Raziel: "And… was that a dragon I saw a second ago?"
His tone was sharp, demanding answers.
His fingers dug into his knee slightly, frustration settling in.
Then—
A deeper realization hit him.
His body… felt different.
His mind was clearer, the overwhelming sensation of his own flame had settled.
But why?
His eyes narrowed slightly.
And then—
He asked the one question that mattered most.
Raziel: "What did you… do to me?"
A slow, amused chuckle.
"Ho ho ho~…"
Frieza's smirk deepened, his golden eyes gleaming with satisfaction.
His tail flicked behind him, his stance relaxed, yet calculated.
He had been waiting for this moment.
Waiting for Raziel to realize.
To question.
To seek answers.
And now—
It was time to give them.
Frieza Answers Raziel
Frieza: "Oh, Raziel… you truly are full of surprises."
He stepped forward slowly, his arms still crossed over his chest.
"I must say, watching you in action was… exhilarating. Even I did not expect you to unleash such raw power."
Raziel gritted his teeth.
He wasn't interested in flattery.
He wanted the truth.
Frieza tilted his head slightly, feigning curiosity.
"You seem confused. Lost. As if something is… missing."
His smile widened.
"Allow me to enlighten you."
He gestured toward the sky, where the Dragon Balls had scattered moments ago.
"Yes, you did see a dragon, my dear Raziel."
"The legendary Shenron."
Raziel's eyes flickered slightly.
That name…
It meant nothing to him.
Yet—something deep inside him stirred.
A feeling.
A sense that whatever had happened… it had changed him.
Frieza Reveals the Wishes
Frieza: "You were weak, Raziel. Limited by the constraints of your pathetic human form."
His smirk widened slightly, his golden eyes watching Raziel closely.
"But do not worry… I have corrected that."
"The first wish was to grant you what you should have been from the beginning—a Saiyan."
Raziel's eyes widened slightly.
His breathing stopped for just a second.
A Saiyan?
His hand twitched, reaching back, brushing against his newly formed tail.
For the first time, he fully registered it.
This was real.
Frieza continued, unfazed by Raziel's reaction.
"The second wish was to release all of your true potential. Every ounce of power locked away inside of you, unchained."
"And the third…"
His smirk returned, cruel and condescending.
"The final wish… was to ensure that you do not burn yourself out like some mindless, raging beast."
A pause.
"In other words, Raziel—you exist as you are now because of me."
"Without my intervention, you would have been nothing more than a mess of uncontrolled power."
"So tell me…"
"How does it feel? To know that your strength, your very being, was shaped by my will?"
His eyes gleamed with twisted amusement.
"To know that without me, you would have been nothing?"
The Battlefield Falls Silent
Raziel's breathing slowed.
His mind raced.
Everything was starting to fit together.
The overwhelming flame.
The power that nearly drove him mad.
And now—
The sudden clarity.
It wasn't natural.
It had been forced onto him.
Through a wish.
Through magic he didn't understand.
Frieza's smirk never faded.
The battlefield remained still.
Everyone watched.
Everyone waited.
What would Raziel say?
What would he do?
The battlefield remained silent.
The air was heavy, still carrying the lingering tension of what had just transpired.
Raziel's body trembled slightly, his muscles still burning from the overwhelming power he had just unleashed.
Then—
He moved.
Raziel Stands, But Untransforms
Slowly—with effort—Raziel began to rise from his kneeling position.
His legs shook slightly, his body still feeling the effects of the transformation.
It was complicated. Straining. Exhausting.
The moment he was fully upright—
His red aura flickered—
Then vanished.
His power receded.
His body relaxed.
And with it—he untransformed.
The red glow in his eyes dimmed, returning to normal.
His breath hitched.
His chest rose and fell rapidly.
He was gasping for air, his lungs desperate to recover.
But—
It didn't take long before his breathing steadied.
Each inhale became easier.
Each exhale felt calmer.
Finally—
He spoke.
Raziel's Exhausted Gratitude & Realization
Raziel: "... Thank you..."
His voice was hoarse, filled with both exhaustion and lingering confusion.
"But it felt… overwhelming…"
He shook his head slightly, still processing everything.
"I couldn't even think…"
A pause.
Then—his hand instinctively moved to his back.
His fingers brushed against something soft, something unfamiliar.
Something new.
His Saiyan tail.
It twitched slightly at his touch, reacting naturally—a part of him.
Raziel's expression tightened.
"And… I guess I have to live with this tail forever?"
His tone was uncertain.
"Will I have to get used to having it?..."
His eyes slowly lifted toward Frieza, seeking an answer.
Still processing. Still trying to understand.
This wasn't just a battle that ended.
This was the beginning of something far greater.
Something permanent.
Something he couldn't undo.
The battlefield remained still.
The skies—once darkened by Shenron's presence—had returned to normal.
The chaotic energy that had shaken the land had faded, yet an undeniable shift had taken place.
Raziel stood there, untransformed, his breath finally steady.
His fingers still lightly brushed against his new Saiyan tail, trying to comprehend this permanent change.
Then—
A soft, amused chuckle.
"Ho ho ho~…"
Frieza's smirk deepened.
His golden eyes gleamed with twisted satisfaction.
He had won.
Not through battle—
But through control.
Frieza's Response – The Reality of a Saiyan Body
Frieza: "Oh, Raziel… how amusing you are."
His tail flicked lazily behind him as he stepped closer, watching Raziel's reaction carefully.
"Yes… you will have to live with that tail forever."
"It is a part of you now—a reminder of what you have become."
Raziel's eyes flickered slightly, absorbing every word.
"And yes… you will have to get used to it."
His smirk widened.
"But that is not all."
"Being a Saiyan is not just about gaining a tail, my dear Raziel."
"Your body is now subject to all the rules of Saiyan biology."
Raziel's expression shifted slightly.
There was something in Frieza's tone.
Something subtle… but deliberate.
"You will feel… changes."
"New instincts. New… desires."
"You will crave battle in ways you never did before."
"You will grow stronger after every near-death experience."
"And, of course—"
His smirk curled into something darker.
"There is the matter of the full moon."
A pause.
Raziel's brows furrowed slightly.
Raziel: "The… full moon?"
Frieza chuckled softly.
"Oh, don't worry. You'll find out… soon enough."
His golden eyes flickered with cruel amusement.
"But for now… let's allow you to adjust to your new reality, shall we?"
Whis Leaves – Taking Goku and Vegeta
Meanwhile—
A soft chime echoed in the distance.
The air shimmered.
The space around Whis bent, folding in upon itself.
It was gentle yet absolute.
Without hesitation—
Whis raised his staff, tapping it lightly against the air.
A pillar of divine light descended from above.
Goku and Vegeta, still weakened, were enveloped in its glow.
Neither resisted.
Neither said a word.
This battle was not theirs to continue.
And in an instant—
They vanished.
Gone—as if they had never been there at all.
Whis had taken them away.
Back to where they belonged.
And now—
Only Frieza. Raziel. And the Frieza Force remained.