NOVEL NEXT Chapter 33: Supreme Kai
Yula, Radak's loyal wife and the Sadistic Supreme Kai of Universe 13, had arrived. Her silver eyes gleamed with a mix of fury and calculation as she set her sights on the trio standing over her fallen husband. Her long, white hair fluttered behind her like the wings of an avenging angel, the dark crystalline ornaments in her hair catching the fading light of the setting suns. Her presence was like a cold knife through the tension that had been building, and her very aura seemed to whisper promises of pain and retribution.
Her uniform was a stark departure from the typical flowing robes of the Supreme Kai—it was a sleeveless ensemble in the colors of a bruise, a disturbing blend of blue, yellow, and black that clung to her like a second skin. The garment was form-fitting, revealing her slender, yet muscular, arms and the average yet surprisingly alluring cleavage that hinted at the power that lay beneath. The outfit was a declaration of her dominance, a silent challenge to any who dared oppose her.
The moment Vala's fist shot forward to deliver the coup de grace to Radak, Yula's hand shot out, her fingers splayed in an intricate pattern. The air around Vala grew thick, as if it had congealed into a gelatinous prison. Time itself seemed to slow to a crawl, and the fiery Saiyan found herself frozen mid-punch, her fist quivering with the effort of moving through the now-viscous air. Yula stepped around the immobilized Vala with a serene grace that belied the malice in her gaze, her movements fluid despite the stilled world around her.
"Kade," she purred, her voice a soft yet chilling whisper that seemed to resonate through his very soul. "It's been such a long time. Tell me, how have you been, my dear?"
The sudden familiarity in her tone took Kade aback. Despite the chaos of the battlefield and the weight of his newfound power, the sound of her voice was like a cool breeze through the scorched earth of his memories. He studied her, his gaze narrowing as he tried to piece together the puzzle of her existence. "Who are you?" he demanded, his voice a thunderous rumble that seemed to shake the very fabric of space.
"Ah, how quickly you forget, my love," she replied with a sly smile, her silver eyes glinting with mischief. "I am Yula, Supreme Kai of Universe 13, and the mother of your dear brother's children. But more importantly, I am Radak's loyal wife, and I will not stand idly by while you and your lapdogs besmirch his name and legacy."
Her words hit Kade like a meteor, each syllable igniting a firestorm of anger and confusion within him. He had never known of any bond between Radak and a being of her stature, nor had he ever heard the whisper of offspring. Yet, as he stared into her crimson-tinted gaze, he could feel the unshakable truth resonating within her. The realization that his brother had built a life, a dynasty, without him, filled Kade with a bitterness that coiled around his heart like a serpent.
"Yula," Radak's voice was a ragged gasp as he managed to push himself up to one knee, a crimson stain spreading from his side. "You've come again." His eyes, though clouded with pain, shone with a fierce love and gratitude that made Kade's blood boil.
"Indeed, I have," she replied, her silver eyes never leaving Kade's. "As I always will, my love."
The tension in the air thickened like a toxic cloud. Radak looked up at Kade with a mixture of pain and defiance. "You want to know how I met her?" His voice was a low growl, a challenge in its very tone. "It was on the ashes of a world I had claimed for my own. She was there, exiled, deemed too dangerous to be a Supreme Kai. But in me, she saw a warrior, not a monster. A kindred spirit seeking to reshape the cosmos." His hand reached out to her, and she took it, helping him to stand. "We found in each other what we had lost in our respective worlds. Understanding, power, and a shared vision."
"That love story," he spat out, "makes me sick enough to vomit." His purple eyes flashed with a rage that could have obliterated planets. The very idea that Radak had found companionship and acceptance in a being of such power, while he remained alone and burdened with the weight of his newfound divinity, was a bitter pill to swallow.
In a blur of motion, Kade lunged at Radak, his Hakai blade alight with the fury of a dying star. Yet, as he approached his twin, Radak's form dissipated like smoke on the wind, leaving only the echo of his laughter in its place. Kade's blade sliced through the empty space where his brother once stood, and he stumbled, caught off-guard. His gaze shot to Yula, whose smirk was as cold as the vacuum of space.
"You think this is over, young god?" she purred, her silver eyes gleaming with amusement. "We'll be back, and with a power that will make your newfound godhood look like child's play."
With those parting words, Yula vanished in a whirl of dark energy, leaving Kade and Vala standing in the wake of Radak's defeat. The battlefield lay in ruins around them, a silent testament to the fury that had been unleashed.
Kade's rage boiled over like a volcano erupting after centuries of slumber. The revelation of Radak's union with Yula, a being who should have been a symbol of purity and order, filled him with a fury that was unlike anything he had ever felt before. He clenched his fists, knuckles popping with the pressure, and let out a roar that echoed through the cosmos. The very air around him crackled with power as his body began to transform once again. His muscles swelled, his aura intensified, and purple veins bulged against his tanned skin. The fiery plume of his hair lifted higher, the tips curling into sharp spikes that pointed defiantly at the heavens. His eyes narrowed into slits, the pupils disappearing into the inferno of his rage.
The transformation was complete. Kade had reached a new plateau of power: Hakai Super Saiyan two . His divine blade, which had moments ago sliced through the fabric of reality, now pulsed with an energy that threatened to consume everything in its path. He turned to face the spot where his brother had been, the fury in his eyes promising retribution for the countless lives that had been lost to Radak's insatiable hunger for power. The very ground trembled beneath his feet as the weight of his power bore down on it.
But before he could act, a sudden beam of light pierced the fiery aura that surrounded him. The air grew cold, and the cosmic storm of energy that swirled about his form was extinguished. His body began to shrink, his muscles retreating like the waves of an angry sea. The fiery plume of hair fell flat against his skull, returning to its natural black. The power that had surged through his veins dissipated, leaving him feeling both drained and oddly serene. His eyes widened in surprise, and he turned to face the source of the beam.