The battlefield was silent for a moment — silent except for the crackling hum of Frieza's golden aura as the miniature sun he conjured swelled above his finger. Goku and Vegeta lay battered inside a crater, their blue hair fading back to black, their bodies trembling under exhaustion. The ground trembled as Frieza's laughter echoed, cruel and triumphant.
"Farewell, Saiyans," he hissed, voice filled with venom. "This planet dies with you!"
The Death Ball shot forward — a blinding sphere of golden death tearing through the sky.
And then, in a flash — it stopped.
A thunderous boom shook the air as a tall figure appeared before it, his arms still folded. Razor's long, mane-like hair flowed wildly, the ground beneath his feet cracking under his sheer presence. His tail lashed once as his cold, sharp eyes locked on the fiery mass.
He didn't even blink. With a single kick, the Death Ball soared upward — past the clouds, past the sky — exploding harmlessly in space like a distant sun dying out.
Everyone froze.
Frieza's eyes narrowed, lips curling into a mocking smirk. "So, the monkey finally decides to move."
Razor didn't respond. He turned away, the golden light from the explosion fading behind him as he picked up the unconscious Goku and Vegeta, one in each arm, and carried them toward the others.
Goku coughed weakly and managed a small grin. "Heh… about time you joined the party… careful, Frieza's… not the same as before."
Razor didn't even glance down. "Krillin," he said flatly, "how many senzu beans do you have left?"
Krillin fumbled with his pouch, his expression grim. "Only one. That's the last one, Razor."
"Give it to me."
Krillin blinked. "Wha— wait, are you gonna give it to—"
But Razor was already gone, a streak of crimson light flashing through the air. He stopped midair before Frieza and tossed the last senzu bean straight at him.
Frieza caught it, baffled. "What's this supposed to mean? Are you showing me pity, Saiyan?"
Razor's tone was calm, almost cold. "I'm going to beat you at full strength. I don't want you thinking it was exhaustion that brought your defeat."
The group watching from the ground collectively froze.
"WHAT!?" Krillin shouted. "Is he serious!?" Gohan's jaw dropped.18 pinched the bridge of her nose. "He's insane." Even Rizze fidgeted, whispering, "Papa…" while Piccolo showed uncomfortable looks.
Beerus chuckled from his seat beside Bulma. "Heh. Interesting choice. That new saiyan got a bit of pride — I like that."
Frieza hesitated but smirked. "You'll regret this arrogance, Saiyan." He popped the senzu into his mouth. Instantly, his aura flared back to full — golden light blazing brighter than before.
"Now then," Frieza sneered, "what gives you the confidence that you can defeat me?"
Razor exhaled slowly, then raised his head. "Let me show you Frieza...."
The ground cracked beneath him as a pressure — dark, suffocating — filled the battlefield. Razor's energy erupted around him, his hair whipping wildly as the sky dimmed.
"This," he said, voice echoing with power, "is my mutated form which you have been seeing from the start. It multiplies my power by fifteen hundred times, with no stamina and ki loss."
The Z-Fighters gasped.
"And this—" His aura darkened, swirling like crimson-black fire. "—is Evil Ki, amplifying my strength another four hundred times."
The air rippled. Rocks levitated, the planet itself seeming to recoil from his presence. Then his aura exploded upward, crimson turning fiery orange as his long mane sharpened into spikes their color changing to dark orange.
"Stacking my Super Saiyan transformation on top of that," Razor continued, eyes burning with power, "increases the multiplier by another hundred and fifty times."
Bulma's eyes widened. She quickly started mumbling numbers under her breath, then suddenly screamed, "That's a total of ninety MILLION times boost!"
Everyone turned to her in disbelief.
Krillin nearly fainted. "Ninety WHAT!?"18 blinked. "You're joking, right?" Piccolo frowned, muttering, "Impossible…"
Razor powered settled. "This much," he said, "is more than enough to deal with you."
Frieza trembled slightly but masked it with rage. "Enough of your delusions!" He flashed forward, his golden fist slamming into Razor's jaw—
—But Razor didn't even move.
The impact rippled through the air, but Razor's head didn't turn an inch. Slowly, he shifted his gaze, his expression blank. Frieza's confident smirk faded. He instantly darted back, realizing the difference was enormous.
Razor simply folded his arms again, then spat on the ground. "I'll give you one chance, Frieza," he said coldly. "Since your minions helped my daughter reach Super Saiyan 3, I'll let you leave alive."
The silence that followed was deafening.
Frieza's face twisted with fury. "HOW DARE YOU MOCK ME, SAIYAN!"
He gathered a massive sphere of golden ki — even larger than before — and hurled it toward the group below, his laughter echoing through the sky. "Let's see you save them all!"
Razor sighed. "Fool."
In an instant, he was gone — reappearing in front of the Death Ball, his crimson aura bursting outward. He cupped his fist, dark energy swirling around it. "Destructo Beam!"
A thick, piercing beam of crimson destruction erupted forward, colliding with the Death Ball. Razor's attack consumed it entirely, swallowing Frieza's energy and streaking straight toward him.
"Wha— NO—!" Frieza screamed.
The crimson light engulfed him completely. When it faded, not even a speck of dust remained.
Silence.
The entire battlefield stood frozen. Even Beerus paused mid-bite, his sundae spoon hovering in the air.
Piccolo exhaled slowly. "That… was overkill." Krillin wiped sweat from his forehead. "Remind me not to get on his bad side." Rizze, however, leapt toward Razor with a huge grin. "See! I told you! My dad's the strongest!"
Her cheerful laugh broke the tension, and slowly, everyone relaxed. Goku, now recovering, smiled widely. "Heh… you really showed him, Razor. Guess I've got a new wall to climb!"
Vegeta crossed his arms, his pride stung but his voice steady. "Don't get too comfortable. Next time, I'll surpass you both."
Razor smirked faintly but said nothing. Then he turned towards a nearby boulder as he fired a ki blast ending Sorbet's life who was hiding behind it.
A slow clap echoed across the field. Everyone turned. Beerus was approaching with Whis beside him — and Bulma trailing nervously behind.
"My, my," Beerus said, grinning. "That was quite the show, Saiyan. To erase Frieza so effortlessly… impressive."
Razor looked at him cautiously. "What do you want?"
Beerus smirked wider, his eyes gleaming. "Oh, nothing much. Just…" He took a step forward, his aura faintly flaring. "I'd like to see just how strong you really are."
Whis chuckled lightly. "Oh dear. I believe Lord Beerus has found himself a new warrior to battle."
The wind howled around them, the battlefield once again heavy with tension as Razor's crimson aura flared.
The battle may have ended — but a new challenge had just begun.