The crimson sky of Hell darkened as Cumber's massive golden form towered over Toji, the Golden Oozaru's roar shaking the very foundations of the palace.
Debris continued to rain down from the shattered ceiling as dust billowed through the entrance hall.
"I'm going to use this filthy monkey to free me from Heaven's restriction," Toji declared, his voice steady despite the mechanical filter of his damaged helmet.
Satan's features arranged themselves into an expression of amused skepticism. "An interesting strategy, Boundary-Breaker. Though I question your ability to execute it while avoiding being crushed."
Toji's chains clinked softly as he assessed his opponent.
The Golden Oozaru stood nearly forty feet tall, its massive body radiating power that dwarfed anything Toji had encountered since arriving in Hell.
Even through his damaged helmet, he could feel the oppressive weight of Cumber's ki pressing down on him.
'This creature's power level must be astronomical,' Toji thought. 'At least 5 times my own, far beyond what I can match in my current state.'
Cumber slammed his massive fists into the ground, sending shockwaves through the palace floor.
Toji leapt backward, using telekinesis to propel himself higher than his physical jump would allow.
As he soared over the Oozaru's head, he noticed the golden chains around his wrists glinting in Hell's crimson light.
'The chains are the key. If I can force Cumber to damage them enough...'
Landing behind the massive beast, Toji immediately launched himself forward, his black lightsaber humming to life.
He slashed at Cumber's ankle, the blade cutting through golden fur to draw blood. The wound was shallow - barely a paper cut to the massive creature - but it served its purpose.
Cumber roared in pain and fury, whirling fast. A massive fist swept through the air where Toji had been a split second earlier.
"Too slow," Toji taunted, his voice carrying despite the mechanical breathing. "Is this the best the 'Hand of Evil' can manage? No wonderyou needed trickery and deceit to get what you wanted. You're a disgrace to the the title of warrior."
Satan's eyes widened slightly at Toji's approach. "Psychological warfare against a berserker? Bold strategy."
"Tell me about him," Toji called out, ducking under another massive swing from Cumber. "How did this oversized monkey die?"
Satan glided to a safer vantage point as a chunk of ceiling crashed where he'd been standing. "So you admit, history is important, very well. Cumber was once as I told you before the right hand of the God of War - the First Legendary Super Saiyan."
Toji telekinetically hurled several chunks of debris at Cumber's face, forcing the creature to shield its eyes. Using the momentary distraction, he dashed forward and slashed at the beast's other ankle, drawing another roar of pain.
"Yes, yes, can we get on with the important part- how did he fucking die?" Toji pressed, rolling away from a retaliatory stomp that cratered the floor.
Satan's voice carried over the destruction. "Most... ignominiously. Would you like the details? They're rather graphic."
"That's why I'm asking," Toji replied, narrowly avoiding a beam of golden energy that erupted from Cumber's mouth. The blast obliterated an entire section of the palace wall, revealing Hell's crimson landscape beyond- Toji used the chains to take a bit of the wave, to damage it.
Satan's lips curved into a smile. "Very well. During the Great Civil War between the First Legend and his former friend Yamoshi, Cumber played both sides. He was... how shall I put this delicately? He was quite the manipulator."
Toji leapt onto Cumber's arm as the beast tried to grab him, running up the massive limb toward the shoulder. The Golden Oozaru roared, shaking his arm violently to dislodge the intruder.
"Less delicacy, more detail," Toji demanded, stabbing his lightsaber into Cumber's shoulder before being thrown off. He twisted in mid-air, landing in a crouch as the massive ape clutched its wounded shoulder.
"Cumber as you know, raped and murdered the First Legend's wife," Satan continued, his voice taking on a storyteller's cadence. "Then blamed Yamoshi for the deed. It worked, for a time. The God of War, blinded by grief and rage, nearly killed his oldest friend."
Toji ducked under another swipe, the massive hand passing close enough that he could feel the air wave through his damaged helmet.
He noticed with satisfaction that each near miss was causing the chains around his wrists to vibrate, tiny fractures appearing in the golden links.
'Just a little more...'
"But the truth was revealed," Satan continued, now clearly enjoying the tale. "And when it was, the First Legend's wrath was... spectacular."
Cumber suddenly changed tactics, pounding his chest with massive fists before inhaling deeply. His chest expanded as golden energy gathered in his mouth, forming a sphere of destructive power.
Toji braced himself as the beast unleashed a beam of energy that dwarfed anything he'd seen before. Instead of dodging, he crossed his arms before his chest, focusing his destructive ki into a shield.
The golden blast slammed into his defense, pushing him backward through several walls.
When the energy dissipated, Toji stood in a trench carved through the palace, his armor smoking but intact again. More importantly, the chains around his wrists now showed significant cracks, golden light leaking from the fractures.
'Progress.'
"You were saying?" Toji called out, his mechanical breathing never faltering despite the exertion.
Satan reappeared, somehow untouched by the chaos. "Ah yes, Cumber's demise. The First Legend was gravely injured by then - missing an arm, a leg, parts of his face. Yet he remained... mighty."
Cumber charged on all fours, moving fast. Toji waited until the last possible moment before sidestepping, slashing at the creature's face as it passed.
The black blade carved a shallow wound across Cumber's cheek, drawing another howl of rage.
"He caught Cumber- who was then at full power," Satan continued, his voice taking on a darker tone. "Pinned him before the assembled armies. And then, to punish his betrayal in the most humiliating way possible, he castrated him."
Toji paused mid-movement, the graphic detail momentarily surprising him. "He what?"
"Oh yes," Satan confirmed, his perfect features arranged in mock sympathy. "Cut off his genitals with his bare hand. But that wasn't the end of the humiliation."
Toji barely avoided being crushed as Cumber's fist slammed into the ground where he'd been standing. The impact sent him tumbling, his damaged armor scraping against the floor as he rolled to his feet.
"The First Legend," Satan continued, "forced Cumber to eat his own severed parts. Made him choke on them while everyone watched. And when Cumber was choking, gagging on his own manhood, the Legend tore his head clean off his shoulders."
The Golden Oozaru paused in its rampage, a strange shudder passing through its massive frame. Despite its berserker state, something in Satan's words had penetrated its consciousness.
Toji immediately recognized the opportunity. "Is that true? The mighty Hand of Evil, reduced to eating his own cock before being decapitated? No wonder you're trapped down here in Hell."
Cumber's red eyes fixed on Toji, a new quality entering them - not just rage now, but something deeper. Recognition. Shame. Hatred.
"You couldn't even die with dignity," Toji continued, his voice amplified by his helmet's vocoder. "The First Legend made you his bitch before the entire Saiyan race."
The Golden Oozaru's roar shook the palace, bits of ceiling raining down as the beast beat its chest in fury.
"Oh, did I touch a nerve?" Toji taunted. "The great Cumber, reduced to a cautionary tale. The Hand of Evil who couldn't even protect his own balls."
Satan's laughter joined Toji's taunts. "He does have a point, Cumber. Your end was rather... undignified. Especially for one who prided himself on his virility."
Cumber's rage reached new heights, his aura flaring golden around his massive form as he unleashed a barrage of energy blasts from his mouth.
Toji dodged most, but deliberately positioned himself so that several near-misses struck his chains, the energy further weakening the divine metal.
"The First Legend was right to punish you so severely," Satan continued, warming to his role. "After all, you did violate and kill his wife before blaming his best friend. Such treachery deserved a special punishment."
Toji seized on this new information. "You murdered a woman, then lied about it? And you call yourself the 'Hand of Evil'? More like the 'Hand of Cowardice.'"
The Golden Oozaru's movements became increasingly erratic, its attacks wilder and less coordinated as the psychological warfare took effect.
It swung massive fists randomly, destroying pillars and walls without coming close to hitting Toji.
"The First Legend should have kept you alive longer," Toji continued, his voice cold and precise. "Made you suffer for years instead of giving you the mercy of a quick death. If it had been me, I would have made your suffering legendary."
"I would've made you a tale that reached every ear in the universe. I would've called it-" Toji began as he moved his hand in a wave motion in front of his face, like he was reading a title,
"'The tale of the cowardly bitch who ate died choking on dick- his own and of other gay fuckers.' Yeah you heard that right- I would've had you raped to death by others, a fitting end for a piece of shit like you. An eye for an eye is my motto after all."
The words - the utter humiliation of them, the mocking tone - penetrated Cumber's berserker rage. The Golden Oozaru paused, red eyes studying Toji with newfound wariness.
"He's right, you know," Satan added, his perfect features arranged in mock sympathy. "The Boundary-Breaker here tore open the barriers between worlds for his family. Imagine what he would have done to you."
Cumber's chest heaved, his massive body trembling with barely contained fury. Then, with a roar that shook the foundations of Hell itself, he charged.
Toji stood his ground until the last possible moment, then sidestepped. As Cumber barreled past, Toji leapt onto the creature's back, running up his spine toward his head.
The Golden Oozaru thrashed wildly, trying to dislodge his unwanted passenger. Toji maintained his balance through sheer will and telekinesis, making his way to the base of Cumber's skull.
"You're nothing but a footnote in history," Toji declared, his black lightsaber raised high. "A failed manipulator who couldn't even die with dignity."
With a precise thrust, he drove the blade into the base of Cumber's skull - not deep enough to kill, but enough to cause excruciating pain.
The Golden Oozaru's howl echoed through Hell as he reached back with massive hands, trying to grab his tormentor.
Toji withdrew his blade and leapt clear, landing on a broken column as Cumber whirled to face him. The beast's eyes now burned with personal hatred rather than mindless rage.
"Good," Toji said, his breathing steady despite the exertion. "You're finally taking this personally. That's what I wanted."
He deactivated his lightsaber and spread his arms wide, the chains around his wrists clearly visible. "Come on, then. Show me what the 'Hand of Evil' can really do. Or are you just as pathetic now as you were when you died?"
The taunt struck home. Cumber's face contorted with fury as he gathered energy for his most powerful attack yet. Golden light coalesced in his mouth, forming a sphere of destructive power that grew to a massive size.
Toji didn't move, keeping his arms spread wide, the chains prominently displayed. "That's it. Give me everything you've got."
Satan's eyes widened as he realized Toji's strategy. "Ah, clever Boundary-Breaker. Very clever indeed."
Cumber unleashed his attack, a beam of golden energy that dwarfed his previous efforts. The destructive wave engulfed Toji completely, its power so great that it continued through the palace walls and into the crimson sky beyond, visible for miles across Hell's landscape.
When the energy dissipated, Toji stood in the center of a molten crater, his armor blackened and smoking. Parts of his helmet had melted away, revealing glimpses of his scarred face beneath. But most importantly, the chains around his wrists now sported deep fractures, golden light pouring from the cracks.
'Man, thank God, Whis gave me armor this strong and that destructive Ki is so potent, able to lessen the gap despite the difference in power levels. Just by focusing on defense only, I could withstand that- otherwise, I'd be dead by now. Truly a Ki worthy of a Destroyer.'
"Almost there," Toji said, his voice ragged even through the vocoder. "But not quite enough."
Cumber stared in disbelief at the figure still standing after absorbing his most powerful attack. The Golden Oozaru's chest heaved with exertion, his energy noticeably diminished.
"Allow me to assist," Satan offered unexpectedly, gliding forward. "While our golden friend catches his breath."
Without waiting for a response, Satan began his own psychological assault. "Do you know what they call you in the deepest parts of Hell, Cumber? The Eunuch of Evil. The Castrated Hand. The Betrayer Who Choked On His Own Manhood."
Cumber's massive body shuddered with rage, his focus shifting to Satan.
"Even now, souls laugh at your humiliation," Satan continued, his voice carrying effortlessly across the ruined hall. "They say the First Legend's wife laughed at you from the afterlife as you choked and died."
The Golden Oozaru roared, swinging a massive fist at Satan, who dodged with supernatural grace.
"Such poor aim," Satan taunted. "But then again, you were always better at stabbing people in the back than facing them directly, weren't you?"
While Satan kept Cumber distracted, Toji took the opportunity to recover, assessing the damage to his armor and the progress on weakening his chains.
The golden links were close to breaking - perhaps one more direct hit would do it.
"Enough games," Toji declared, reactivating his lightsaber. "Let's finish this."
He charged forward, moving with aggression now rather than evasion. Cumber, caught between targets, hesitated just long enough for Toji to slash at his knee- at the exact same place as before, cutting deep enough to draw another howl of pain.
The Golden Oozaru staggered, momentarily off-balance. Toji pressed his advantage, telekinetically launching himself upward to deliver a spinning kick to Cumber's jaw. The impact snapped the massive head backward, golden fur rippling from the force of the blow.
"Is that all you've got?" Toji taunted, landing lightly on his feet. "The First Legend was right to make you eat your own cock. It was the only way you'd ever be worth anything."
Cumber's rage reached its peak. With a roar that seemed to shake Hell itself, he charged, both massive fists raised to crush his tormentor once and for all.
Toji stood his ground, arms spread wide, chains prominently displayed.
At the last possible moment, he sidestepped, allowing one of Cumber's fists to strike the ground where he'd been standing while the other grazed his chains directly.
The impact was catastrophic. The already weakened golden links shattered under the force of the blow, releasing a blinding flash of divine light.
The shockwave knocked both Toji and Cumber backward, sending them crashing into opposite walls of the ruined hall.
For a moment, silence fell across the battlefield, broken only by the mechanical sound of Toji's breathing and the distant rumble of Hell's eternal fires.
Then Toji rose from the rubble, his right arm now free of its divine restraint. Golden fragments lay scattered across the floor, still glowing with heavenly energy.
The chain around his neck and left wrist remained, but the first link in his bondage had been broken.
"One down," Toji said, flexing his freed arm. Power surged through the limb, no longer restricted by Heaven's limitations.
Before he could press his advantage, a new sound cut through the chaos - the unmistakable roar of engines.
Toji looked up to see a sleek spacecraft, its design unmistakably that of the Cold Empire. The ship descended rapidly, landing in what remained of the palace courtyard.
"Impossible," Satan whispered, his composure cracking slightly. "The tear was sealed..."
"Cumber's power must have reopened it," Toji realized, his freed hand clenching into a fist as he sensed the familiar ki signatures aboard the vessel.
The ship's ramp extended, and a figure emerged that made Toji's heart race despite himself - Freeza, in her fifth form, her white hair flowing behind her as she strode down the ramp with imperial confidence.
She stopped short, taking in the scene before her - the massive Golden Oozaru recovering from the last exchange, Satan watching with calculated interest, and Toji standing amidst the ruins with his partially broken chains.
Behind Freeza came Goku, Vegeta, Piccolo, and Paragus.
But it was the final figure that drew his attention immediately - Broly, the towering Saiyan with the golden headband, his vacant expression suddenly changing as he caught sight of Cumber.
A low growl emerged from Broly's throat, his eyes narrowing as they fixed on the Golden Oozaru. The gem on his headband began to flicker with blue light, pulsing in rhythm with his growing agitation.
Paragus immediately raised his hand, realising that he didn't have his device, he began to command "Broly! Control yourself!"
But something was different this time. Despite the headband's influence, Broly continued to growl, his massive frame vibrating with barely contained rage as he stared at Cumber.
The ancestral hatred encoded in his DNA - the instinctive enmity between the bloodline of the First Legend and his betrayer - overrode the suppression.
Toji's eyes widened behind his damaged helmet as he observed the interaction. 'Okay, I don't know how the hell Broly is here, but I can make use of this. It seems his headband's losing effectiveness against his true nature,'
"Freeza, my darling wife" he called out, arms spread wide, his voice, modulated or not, full of joy, "I'm so glad to see you. I needed time to recover and break these damn things."
He gestured to the broken chain on his right wrist, golden fragments still scattered across the floor. "And you've brought me the perfect solution."
Freeza throughout all this remained silent, her emotions nearly overwhelming her, yet her mouth feeling almost like it was sealed shut at the sight of him.
Without warning, Toji removed his damaged helmet completely, revealing his face. His eyes locked with Freeza's for a moment, something unspoken passing between them.
Then, moving with blinding speed, he crossed the distance between them, grabbed her wrist, and pulled her against him.
"I could kiss you right now," he said, his voice no longer filtered through the vocoder. "Actually, why the hell shouldn't I?"
Before anyone could react, he pressed his lips against hers in a kiss that was full of passion, possession, and relief.
Freeza stiffened momentarily in surprise before responding just as intensily, her hands gripping his armor as if to assure herself he was real.
The others watched in stunned silence - Vegeta with disgust, Goku with with a happy smile, Piccolo with stoic indifference, and Paragus with calculated interest.
"How touching," Satan commented from nearby, his features arranged in a mocking smile. "The reunion of the Boundary-Breaker and his little Empress. But I'm afraid you can't keep this up for long."
Toji broke the kiss, looking back over his shoulder at Satan. "I don't need to," he replied confidently. "Just long enough."
In a blur, Toji appeared before Broly, who was still growling at Cumber, the gem on his headband glowing brighter by the second.
"Hey, you don't know me, I don't know you either, but I can feel you're imprisoned in there. How about I free you," Toji suggested, pointing behind him with his thumb at the Golden Oozaru, "and you take your rage out on that big monkey over there?"
Without waiting for a response, Toji reached up and grasped the golden headband. With a single, powerful pull he ripped it from Broly's forehead and crushed it in his hand, tossing the fragments aside.
"NO!" Paragus shouted, lunging forward too late.
Toji didn't waste a moment. Using his telekinesis, he gathered everyone - Freeza, Goku, Vegeta, Piccolo, and a protesting Paragus - along with the unconscious forms of Cooler, Raditz, and King Piccolo from where they lay defeated nearby.
With a sweeping gesture, he propelled them all toward the ship.
"Everyone inside, now!" he commanded, his voice carrying the unmistakable tone of someone used to being obeyed.
As they all tumbled into the ship, Toji leapt for the control panel and for a moment took it in, remembering what he learned from Vegeta, and activated the engines.
The vessel rose swiftly into the air, gaining altitude as Toji maneuvered it to a safe observation distance.
Below them, Broly had fallen to his knees, his massive frame wracked with spasms as he clutched his head.
Screams of pain mingled with roars of freedom as the Saiyan's power, suppressed for decades, finally broke free.
"What have you done?" Paragus demanded, his face contorted with fury and fear. "Do you have any idea what you've unleashed?"
"Exactly what I needed," Toji replied calmly, his eyes fixed on the transformation below.
Broly's screams intensified, his body surrounded by a green aura that grew brighter by the second.
The very air around him seemed to distort, reality itself warping under the pressure of his unleashed power.
His muscles expanded, his hair stood upright, and his eyes lost their pupils, becoming blank white orbs filled with primal rage.
The color of the environment itself seemed to shift, Hell's crimson hue taking on a greenish tint as Broly's transformation reached its climax.
The ground beneath him cracked and shattered, forming a crater that expanded outward with each pulse of his power.
Cumber, sensing the threat, roared a challenge at this new opponent. The Golden Oozaru beat its chest, its red eyes fixed on the transforming Saiyan below.
As the ship hovered at a safe distance, all eyes were fixed on the spectacle unfolding beneath them.
"AAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHH!" with one final roar, Broly rose to his feet as his skin burst apart, and a wave of power burst everywhere, the ship barely remaining in place from the shockwave.
And so he stood there- the true Legendary Super Saiyan in all his glory his hair of green light, standing upright, his massive frame pulsing with power beyond normal comprehension.
The blank eyes of the Legend locked on the Ape, and Cumber...
Took a step back.
His expression full of terror.
'Man, if only I had popcorn right now, two monkeys fighting to the death against each other, what's better entertainment than that?! Dance for me monkeys! Dance!' Toji thought to himself with a full-on grin on his face.
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(Author note: Hello everyone! I hope you all enjoyed the chapter.
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Well, I hope to see you all later,
I'm tired from writing so many chapters for this fic back to back today.
Gonna relax now.
Bye!)