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Sengoku stroked his chin, his expression grave as he watched the screen. "Indeed, since the Androids have shown such unexpected restraint, then Super Saiyan 2 shouldn't be necessary to defeat them. This implies there are other, far more formidable enemies lurking in the shadows."
Kakashi adjusted his headband, his lone visible eye narrowing. "Even though Vegeta and Piccolo were soundly defeated, I don't sense a lingering bloodlust from the Androids. It seems Super Saiyan 2 is reserved for a threat yet to reveal itself."
Duanmu Yan tightened his grip on his belt. "So, the real nightmare hasn't even stepped onto the stage yet?"
Li Xinnan nodded in solemn agreement. "I understand that feeling all too well. I once believed the Ability Beasts were the pinnacle of our struggles, only to discover the King of the Realms and the Dark Protectors pulling the strings from the abyss."
"But this video is titled around these two Androids," Shinjo pointed out, looking toward the GUTS command center. "The true enemy must be inextricably linked to them."
Daigo added, "Exactly. Otherwise, Akira wouldn't have spent so much time establishing the power and history of No. 17 and No. 18."
Kurosaki Ichigo rested his Zangetsu over his shoulder, his voice echoing the thoughts of every viewer across the multiverse. "So, who is this 'real' enemy? And how does he connect to the Androids?"
While the multiverse speculated, the Z Fighters within the recording were already in motion. Krillin and Trunks moved the heart-stricken Son Goku to Kame House to continue his recovery using the last of their Senzu beans. Meanwhile, Piccolo ascended to Kami's Lookout. He knew what had to be done.
To face the coming storm, he had to fuse with Kami, reuniting the Nameless Namekian. Upon their union, a Super Namekian was born—a warrior whose power rivaled even a Super Saiyan—though the cost was the disappearance of the Earth's Dragon Balls.
The mystery deepened when Bulma contacted Trunks. A second, moss-covered time machine had been discovered, looking as though it had been abandoned for years. Near the wreckage lay a disturbing sight: a hollowed-out, green, insectoid cocoon.
Sengoku's eyes flared. "There it is. The inhabitant of that cocoon is the true catalyst. Super Saiyan 2 is meant for him."
Zhang Chulan shuddered. "What kind of monster comes out of an egg like that? Is it some kind of giant bug? And why did it steal a time machine?"
Duanmu Yan's voice turned cold. "If he's using Trunks's machine, then the original owner probably met a tragic end."
Uzumaki Naruto scratched his head in confusion. "Wait, but Trunks is right there! How can there be two of them?"
Whis, the Angel of Universe 7, stepped forward with a serene smile to offer clarity. "It is quite simple, actually. There is indeed another Trunks, but he originates from a different branch of time—a parallel timeline altogether."
"I see," Horii muttered, fascinated. "Theoretically, there could be countless versions of the same person across the multiverse."
Daigo nodded. "That explains the necessity of Super Saiyan 2. An anomaly from another timeline is never something an ordinary warrior can handle. We've seen it ourselves; to defeat such threats, we always have to transcend our limits and unlock new forms."
The tension peaked as the Z Fighters finally encountered the creature. He was a horrific, dark-green being covered in black spots, possessing a long, stinger-like tail and a chillingly familiar Ki. His name was Cell. To increase his power, he was systematically absorbing the life force of entire cities, leaving behind nothing but ghost towns and discarded clothing.
When Piccolo confronted him, he realized the terrifying truth: Cell's Ki was a horrific cocktail of Son Goku, Piccolo, Krillin, and even King Cold. Piccolo feigned weakness, drawing the monster into a conversation. Cell, arrogant in his supposed victory, revealed his origin.
He was the ultimate creation of Dr. Gero, a bio-android engineered from the cells of the universe's greatest warriors. His directive was simple: to reach his 'Perfect Form,' he had to consume Android 17 and Android 18. In his original timeline, the Androids had already been destroyed, so he murdered that timeline's Trunks and stole his time machine to travel to a past where his 'prey' still existed.