Goku and Vegeta stood back, bloody and bruised, giving over to the gods.
Whis: Do you even hear yourself? *Whis scolded Goten openly, but neither he or Melody does even flinch.*
Goten and Melody just stared at Whis—empty. Detached. Like his words meant nothing.
Lord Beerus: *Beerus' fur stood on end.* Something's wrong with them.
Vegeta: *He wiped blood from his mouth, scowling.* Tch. No kidding.
Lord Beerus: Are you sure that you've removed every molecule of Ozark's essence, Saiyan? *Beerus asked like he'd watched the entire thing on the telly.* This is much more than simply an altered DNA situation. *The Lord of destruction added.*
Vegeta: *Vegeta's scowl deepened.* I've checked. The Mafuba sealed it in. There shouldn't be a trace left.
Beerus narrowed his eyes at Goten and Melody—their cold stares, the unnatural synchronicity. This wasn't just DNA mutation.
Whis: I fear this isn't over, we're still fighting Ozark. *Whis said, taking a step back.*
Goten and Melody took a step forward—their movements eerily synchronized, their amber-and-obsidian eyes locked onto Beerus and Whis. The air grew heavy. The fight wasn't over… it had just changed opponents. An eerie almost mocking smile spread across their lips, which made Beerus's tail bristle.
Lord Beerus: *Beerus' tail puffed to twice its size, his divine aura flaring violently.* You little—! *He snarled, but Whis raised a hand.*
Whis: Lord Beerus. Don't engage them yet. We need answers first. *Whis pushed the point of his staff hardly to the ground, and looked directly at them almost like his reading their souls, before letting himself be heard.* The jar is empty, Vegeta, but the scent remains, *Whis explains. He reveals that the Ozark was so powerful it left a Mental Imprint.* Goten and Melody aren't evil; they are basically autopiloting on Ozark's last commands: Survive, Dominate, and Replace the old.
Vegeta: *Vegeta's face darkened.* Tch. So they're not even them right now. Their just… puppets?
Goku looked gutted—his son wasn't attacking out of malice. It was the Ozark's instincts driving him. But even through it all their sass remains palpable. Beerus is losing his patience with their consistent sass. He raises a finger, glowing with purple Hakai energy. He doesn't aim at the kids—he aims at the ground between them.
Lord Beerus: *As the ground vanishes into nothingness a warning crossed his lips.* I don't care if you're New Heroes. In my universe, you follow the rules or you cease to exist.
For the first time, their Obsidian hairs flickered. As they feel a power that can actually delete them. Goten and Melody froze—their amber eyes widening slightly. The Hakai energy pulsed, a primordial force that even the Ozark's imprint couldn't ignore. And for a split second, their cold facades cracked—revealing flickers of fear.