14 A Little Relaxation.(Edited)

(An: "Should I bring Mori as Frieza's replacement during the TOP? Bcs I feel like it would be completely unfair and completely one sided if he did. But I still want him to meet the cast of the og super timeline. Give me your opinion please.")

(3rd Person Pov)

After the Grand Minister had left, Whis turned to face Goku and Vegeta.

"Seeing as the Grand Minister has spoken, I do hope you two return back to your timeline. The last thing we would want is to disobey the Ministers request."

Vegeta nodded in agreement as Goku pointed at the unconcious Mori who had returned to his base form as he questioned.

"What about him? Surely just leaving him there unconcious isn't a good thing you know?"

Whis nodded his head as he looked towards both Trunks and Bulma as he spoke.

"Trunks-San, Bulma-San. It wont be long till he awakens. When Jin Mori awakens, do tell him to call for me once he's ready to begin his work as God Of Destruction."

And with that, Whis dissapeared in a pillar of light leaving everyone in awkward silence. Vegeta sighed as he spoke up.

"Alright. Kakarot lets go back. As much as I'd prefer staying for a little while longer, both Jin Mori and the Grand Minister has already told us that we've long overstayed our welcome in this timeline."

Goku sighed and nodded his head as they made their way to the time machine. As they reached the time machine, they heard a groan as they turned around and notice Mori waking up. They tensed up fearing that he might attack out of anger again.

Mori slowly opened his eyes as he looked all around himself. Upon seeing Goku, Vegeta, Trunks and Bulma all watching him warily. He sighed and stood up as he dusted himself and spoke.

"Don't worry, I've calmed down."

His words did help reassure the four that he won't attack them wildly again, but then, the three Saiyans and Bulma took notice that the silver glow that was usually indicating the use of the Ultra Instinct technique wasn't surrounding him meaning that despite his outwardly calm demeanor, his heart and mind were anything but calm.

Mori stared at Goku and Vegeta as he spoke.

"Say your goodbye's, then return back to your own timeline."

The two stayed silent before they nodded their heads as they made their way into the time machine. As they were saying their goodbye's, Mori called out to the two of them.

"Goku and Vegeta."

After Mori called out to them, all four individuals standing before him looked at him curiously.

"Do either of you know of a way to possibly restore the Super Dragon Balls?"

Both Goku and Vegeta looked surprised by his question, but Goku answered Mori's question with what little he knows.

"Actually, I'm not sure if the Super Dragon Balls follow the same rules as most other Dragon Balls, but if the creator of the Super Dragon Balls is still alive, they should be able to recreate them. Atleast, that's how the earth and the namekian Dragon Balls work. If the creator dies, the dragon balls stop working. I'm not sure about if the Dragon die's does it's creator follow as well or not."

This time, Vegeta spoke.

"Also, you should know that the Dragon Balls wish granting abilities are directly tied to their creator's level of power."

Mori contemplayed the info he had just received. Vegeta took notice of a strange glimmer in Mori's eyes as he spoke, having an inkling as to what the Destroyer is thinking of.

"I know what your thinking of Jin Mori. However, it's best you not bother yourself with the idea you have in mind. To create your own set of Dragon Balls requires you to have a high level of understanding in the magical arts. And I don't think as a destroyer, you were taught how to create things."

Mori nodded his head understanding Vegeta's point. However, he didn't care how long it would take him to master magic. As long as he masters the mystic art's, he could make restoring the universe slightly more quicker.

"Do any of you know of a specific race that is knowledgeable in the arts of magic?"

Goku nodded his head as he spoke.

"You should try visiting planet Namek. The namekians are a race of aliens capable of using magic to create the dragon balls."

Hearing Goku's words, Trunks sighed as he spoke.

"Unfortunately, that won't be possible. All the namekians from Planet Namek are dead. All killed off by the androids to prevent the possibility of ressurecting anyone with them."

Mori nodded his head as he spoke.

"That's alright. Thank you for the information though. I will see with Whis later if he knows the mystic arts."

Mori's tone had a hint of annoyance at having to ask Whis, but he sighed and accepted it. At the end of the day, Whis was his mentor. And holding a grudge against him for following the orders of the God Of Destruction is nothing short of petty.

Both Goku and Vegeta said their goodbye's as they went back to their own timeline. Mori watched them disappear in the time machine, before he spoke.

"Trunks, Bulma. Did Whis give you any instructions to inform me of before he left?"

Trunk's nodded his head as he shared with him what the Grand Minister told Whis, and what Whis told them to tell him.

"While you were unconcious, the Grand Minister told Whis to give you some time off before you return with him. The Grand Minister said that you may take however long you desire to rest, and when your ready, just call out Whis's name and he will come to pick you up."

"I see."

Mori closed his eyes as he gripped the Loop Of Binding as he thought to himself.

'The Loop Of Binding huh? Atleast it asthetically fits me, and it doesn't seem to be sealing my power in anyway. Far from it, it seems to be helping me control it more faster and efficiently than training myself.'

He let go of the Loop and turned to face Bulma and Trunks as he spoke.

"Then, for now I will take my leave to enjoy this limited time of relaxation. If you need me for anything just fire a Ki blast into the air and I will come find you."

And with those words, Jin Mori completely dissapeared from their sights. After he had left, a group of people approached the two mother and son. And though many of them were common men armed with guns, there was one amongst them who stood out.

She was a young-looking and tall woman with fair skin. She has big black eyes and long black hair with bangs. She wears a long, blue jacket along with yellow pants, black boots and a green hat. The leader of the resistance group Mai.

She approached the two with worry as she questioned.

"Trunks! Bulma! Are you both alright?!"

They both nodded their heads to help pacify the Mai who questioned.

"What happened to Goku Black?"

The two went silent before Trunks answered Mai's question.

"He's dead."

"….WHAT?!"

It wasn't just Mai that was shocked by Trunk's words, all the other soldiers present as well were shocked at the massive revelation. However, Mai composed herself quickly as she questioned.

"Did your father and Goku from the past killed him?"

Trunks shook his head as he answered.

"It was a different Saiyan that killed him. His name was Jin Mori, and he is apparently a God Of Destruction."

Mai and the other soldiers looked perplexed at Trunk's words. A God Of Destruction? However, they were all brought out of their preplexed state of mind as Bulma's spoke.

"Listen. Everything will be explained later on. For now, let's just celebrate the death of Black, and our freedom from his clutches."

However, some of the soldiers looked hesitant. Was Goku Black really dead? Sure they all saw the massive thunder that scared them, and felt the ground shaking more than once. But was all that truly enough to guarentee the death of Goku Black?

Trunks took notice of their hesitance, and so he gave them his best smile as he spoke.

"Everyone! Trust me, Goku Black is gone. I witnessed his death with my own two eyes, and so did my mother."

Bulma nodded her head as she spoke.

"So rest easy all of you knowing that you will be able to sleep peacefully tonight. I'll even prepare for us a grand feast! So be prepared for tonight."

Hearing the confirmation from both Trunks and Bulma, as well as the promise of a proper good night's rest as well as a feast caused the soldiers to yell in excitement. No longer would they have to stay vigilant worrying that Goku Black would kill them any longer.

As they watched the soldiers cheer and celebrate in excitement, Mai whispered a question to both Trunks and Bulma.

"Trunks, earlier you said something about a God Of Destruction? What was that all about?"

Trunks looked Mai in the eyes as he answered.

"All I can tell you for now is that a God Of Destruction are entity's that rule over our entire universe. They were meant to protect it and ensure that the "Mortal Level" never dropped significantly to prevent our universe from being erased. Atleast, that's what I got from Jin Mori's words."

Mai frowned and was about to ask another question, but Bulma intterupted her as she spoke.

"Mai dear. We will explain everything later on. So just relax for now, and go spread the good news to the rest of the camp."

Mai pursed her lips, but ultimately nodded her head before turning to the soldiers as she yelled.

"Everyone! Return back to the base and spread the good news! Goku Black has been killed!"

"YEAH!"

The soldiers roared in joy as they all left to spread the good news.

(Meanwhile in an underground house.)

Android 18's eye twitched in annoyance as she saw Jin Mori who laid on the ground. Though she was curious about that crown like thing floating around his head, her annoyance outweighed her curiosity as she questioned.

"Alright, explain to me why did you come back to my underground home?"

Mori who laid on the ground closed his eyes as he answered.

"I've been given some time off, so I'm enjoying it somewhere I can relax temporarily."

Android 18 huffed as she asked.

"Alright then, why choose my underground home for your getaway? Why not just return back to your planet?"

Mori slowly exhaled as he answered.

"The moment I return back to the planet, my vacation ends. And staying here is to avoid answering any unnecessary questions at the hands of Bulma, Trunks, or any of the other mortals."

Android 18 seemed surprised at Mori's words. He had met Bulma and Trunks? She was also curious about the fate of Goku Black, so she decided to try asking.

"What happened to Goku Black?"

Mori still with his eyes closed answered.

"I destroyed him. Body, mind and soul all erased."

Android 18 seemed surprised by his words. He killed Black? But didn't he say at most he would just scare them off?

Android 18's eyes widened as she spoke.

"So this means that this is universe seven?"

Mori hummed in amusement as he answered.

"Colour me impressed. You caught on quite quick."

Android 18 shrugged her shoulders as she answered.

"It was obvious. You told me that you are the next God of universe seven, and that because you weren't aware which universe this is, so you originally planned to just scare Goku Black. But since you destroyed him, it means this is universe seven. The one you said you would preside over."

Mori smiled and nodded his head, confirming Android 18's words.

"I'm not going to cook anything for you or give you the couch to sleep on."

Android 18 spoke after a few minutes of silence. Mori opened one of his eyelids giving her a look of amusement as he questioned.

"Where'd that come from?"

Android 18 crossed her arms as she answered.

"You just barged in and laid on the ground as if you own this place. And though normally I'd have killed you for my own safety, unfortunately I'm not strong enough to do it. And, I doubt me asking you politely to get out will have any effect. So at the very least I'm stating that I won't share the food I have with you, nor will I give up sleeping on the couch. Ah. Also, the showers are off limits as well. If you want to take a shower, go ask Bulma and Trunks, or go find a river."

Mori chuckled as he answered.

"Goodness, how unkind of you. It isn't everyday you get to house a God you know? I feel a little cheated with how I had imagined life as a God would be, compared to how I'm actually being treated."

Android 18 rolled her eyes at the obvious joking tone in Mori's words as she questioned him about the crown floating around his head.

"Ah this thing? Let's just say that it's a tool to hrlp me control my power even more efficiently, and in less time than I would have had to done myself. Not to mention, it does fit me asthetically no?"

Android 18 rolled her eyes as she poured herself a glass of water only to freeze as she heard him question.

"Miss 18. Are you perhaps an android?"