Earth, Planet Frieza 001.
Frieza Island Manor.
Frieza was lying on a lounge chair made of Vibranium and Uru, holding a glass of wine.
He narrowed his eyes, enjoying the afternoon sun.
Even though he wouldn't lose a single hair now even if he bathed inside a star, this feeling of sunbathing like an ordinary person still made him feel quite comfortable.
"Haa..."
Frieza sighed and toyed with his fingers somewhat boredly.
A faint, ethereal golden power of laws was entwined around that finger.
That was the authority of The Living Tribunal.
Now, it was being used by him as a toy for when he was bored.
"Invincibility is lonely."
He already stood at the pinnacle of the Omniverse.
OAA had retired, The Living Tribunal had knelt, and The Beyonder was unclogging sewers.
In the entire Multiverse, no living creature dared to speak loudly to him anymore.
This led to a very serious problem—
There was no more fun.
"Thanos." Frieza called out lazily.
"Your subordinate is here!"
Thanos's massive frame immediately appeared by the edge of the terrace, kneeling on one knee.
He was now the Regent of Frieza's Omniversal Empire, below one person but above millions. His golden battle armor was polished to a shine, and his purple face was full of smug satisfaction.
"Has anything interesting happened lately?" Frieza asked.
"Reporting to Lord Frieza."
Thanos respectfully handed over a holographic tablet.
"There have been a few minor matters recently."
"That fellow named Kang tried to use a time machine to escape to before the Universe's reboot, but was crushed to powder by the Time Stone's automatic defense mechanism."
"Also, that Watcher Uatu had his eyes gouged out for peeping into your private life. He is currently planting potatoes on the far side of the moon."
"In addition..."
Thanos paused, a cruel smile appearing on his face.
"That fellow named Deadpool, though immortal, was simply too noisy."
"Following your orders, your subordinate has cut him into over two thousand pieces and buried them in different parallel Universes."
"Hmm, not bad."
Frieza nodded, but the interest in his eyes remained low.
"These are all too trivial."
"Isn't there something?"
Frieza gestured with his hands.
"A large-scale activity with universal participation that's a bit more lively?"
"Killing all day long, even I will get bored."
Thanos froze for a moment.
A large-scale activity?
His mind was filled with nothing but massacres and purges, what did he know about entertainment?
Just then—
"Lord Frieza! I have an idea!"
A fawning voice sounded from nearby.
Wearing a white and purple bodysuit with an off-the-charts level of embarrassment and two pointy shoulder pads, Loki came running over eagerly.
As the vice-Captain of the Ginyu Force and also Frieza's number one jester, Loki had quite a bit of experience in how to please his master.
"Oh?"
Frieza glanced at him.
"Let's hear it."
"If it's some boring suggestion, I'll turn you into a snake and stuff you into that fat Thor's mouth."
Loki shuddered and quickly gave a smile. "Lord Frieza, look."
"The current Omniverse, though all under your rule, still lacks a bit of... well, communication between civilizations."
"Furthermore, as the supreme emperor, isn't the staff in your harem... cough, I mean your palace, a bit lacking?"
Loki pointed to Natasha, Maria, and the others standing nearby to serve.
"Although these Earth natives look alright, they are mortals after all."
"The Omniverse is so big, there are plenty of beauties."
"We can host an Omniverse-level talent show."
"Let every parallel Universe and every civilization select their most beautiful and talented women and send them here for you to choose from."
"This will not only replenish your harem... cough, I mean your talent pool. It will also give those ants at the bottom something to do, so they don't think about rebelling all day."
Loki finished in one breath and then looked at Frieza expectantly, waiting for judgment.
"A talent show?"
Frieza rubbed his chin.
A flash of interested light flickered in those diamond-like eyes.
"Interesting."
"An Omniverse-level talent show? This is much more fun than simple killing."
Frieza's mind conjured images of beauties from countless Planets (ones that fit human aesthetics) standing on stage competing in brilliance.
"Not bad."
Frieza nodded with satisfaction.
"Loki, you've done a good deed this time."
"Thank you, Lord Frieza!"
Loki was so excited he almost jumped, quickly bowing in thanks.
"Thanos."
Frieza turned his head and looked at Thanos.
"I'll leave this matter for you to handle. The standards must be high, and the scale must be grand."
"I want the entire Omniverse to know that this is my first concubine selection... no, it's the 'Omniverse Talent Competition'."
"Any civilization that obstructs or fails to cooperate..."
Frieza made a throat-slitting gesture.
"Exterminate their race directly."
"As you command! Lord Frieza!"
Thanos accepted the order loudly, his eyes burning with a fierce desire for execution.
Although he wasn't interested in beauties (except for Death), a large-scale event like this that could showcase the Empire's majesty was the perfect opportunity for him, the Regent, to show off his skills.
...
Following Frieza's command, the entire Omniverse seethed once again.
This time, it wasn't because of war, nor was it because of destruction. It was because of an unprecedented talent show.
Countless warships emblazoned with the 'Frieza' character emblem shuttled between various parallel Universes. What they brought was not artillery fire, but registration forms and selection criteria.
The criteria were simple.
As long as one was good-looking, regardless of race or planet, they were eligible to participate.
Of course, they had to fit Frieza's aesthetics.
As for those freaks with tentacles, three heads, or pus-filled bodies... they were physically eliminated on the spot by Thanos's demolition crew to avoid staining Frieza's eyes.
Earth-616.
Although it had experienced a painful purge before, under Frieza's iron-fisted rule, order had been quickly restored.
At this time.
On the giant screens of New York's Times Square, the promotional video personally planned by Loki was playing on a loop.
In the footage, Frieza's breathtakingly handsome face occupied the entire screen. He smiled and reached out a hand, as if inviting all the living beings in the Universe.
"Are you the brightest star in the Universe?"
"Do you long to stand at the peak of the Omniverse?"
"Come, participate in the Frieza Cup Omniverse Talent Competition."
"As long as you can win my favor."
"A planet? A star system? Or even a Universe?"
"They will all be your prizes."
As soon as this advertisement came out, the entire Earth exploded with excitement.
Countless young girls harboring dreams flooded towards the registration points frantically.
This was the only chance to change their fate.
As long as they were chosen, it would be a meteoric rise.