The battlefield was in ruins.
Cracks stretched across what little remained of the floating arena, now reduced to fragmented platforms hovering in a storm of shattered stone and seething energy.
Dave sat silently in the stands, bloodied but alert, watching with tense eyes.
He had given everything—and now the fate of Universe 7 rested not on his strength, but on the warriors who still stood.
Goku. Frieza. Android 17. Piccolo. Gohan. Vegeta
Each battered. Each worn. Each scarred by the impossible gauntlet of enemies they had overcome.
Opposite them, warriors from Universes 11, 6, and 4 had fallen one by one—erased in blinding light.
The final battles were brutal.
Gohan and Piccolo had fought together in a masterful symphony of strategy and instinct—defeating the remaining stealth fighters from Universe 4. When Gohan sacrificed his position to eliminate Damon in a trap, Piccolo dragged him back from the brink and helped hold the line.
Frieza, quiet and cold as ever, had struck from the shadows—blasting Universe 6’s last survivor in the back after a long war of attrition. He smirked as they vanished into erasure, a twisted sense of satisfaction behind his golden eyes.
Android 17, the surprise of the tournament, endured blow after blow with unyielding resolve. Even when his body faltered, he stood up again, barrier blazing, buying time, shielding his team from attacks no one else could have withstood.
Goku, the heart of Universe 7, clashed with the last remaining fighters from Universe 11 after Dave’s elimination. Unlike in the original timeline, Goku wasn’t able to achieve Ultra Instinct, as he hadn’t fought Jiren. Even so, he was at his peak—one of the most powerful fighters remaining in the arena, alongside Vegeta.
The only other warrior able to fight them was Saiyan Sisters from Universe 6, but even then thye were soon eleminated too.
"The Tournament... is over."
The Grand Priest’s voice cut through the silence, filled with gravity.
He floated over the fractured arena, hands raised.
"The warriors remaining, the ones who stood until the very end—are all from Universe 7."
The stands fell into a hush.
Beerus roared in victory, pounding the air with his fist. "YES! We did it!"
Whis smiled gently. "Impressive. To think Android 17 would be among the last..."
Krillin wept with joy, hugging 18.
Tien nodded in silent pride.
Dave just silently looked at them as he thought now comes the main part ’Well, whatver, my template completion is now 100% so there is no need for me to worry even’ he thought as he added’ I will just ran back to Marvel before those Zenos erase me’ he got ready to command his system to go back at any moment.
The Zenos bounced with joy.
"They were amazing!!"
The Grand Priest gestured to the remaining warriors.
"As per the rules, the winner shall be granted the Super Dragon Balls—and a single wish."
The massive orbs were summoned, gleaming with divine light.
"So, who among you will make the wish?" the Grand Priest asked, his eyes scanning the remaining warriors.
"It’s me," Frieza said, stepping forward with a smirk. "I was promised to be revived if I helped win."
Piccolo snorted. "Whis can do that himself. No need to waste the Super Dragon Balls on it."
"I need them," Vegeta added sharply. "I lost someone. If we were to win, I planned to bring them back."
The group broke into light argument—banter and tension mixing—until a calm voice cut through it.
Android 17 raised his hand.
"I have a wish," he said. "One that I think will make everyone happy."
The others turned to him in surprise.
"I’ll make the wish," 17 added, "just... let me do this."
Goku, Gohan, and even Frieza exchanged looks of confusion.
Goku scratched his head. "Wait, 17? Who are you to—?"
But Vegeta stepped forward and shoved Goku aside. "Just go," he said bluntly. "But if your wish disappoints me, I’ll end you myself."
Android 17 gave him a small nod. "I don’t need your threats."
Piccolo just nodded. "I also need something but lets see your wish"
Gohan smiled softly. "I believe in you."
"I believe in you too," Goku added, now grinning.
Android 17 stepped forward, face firm as he stared up at the glowing, divine presence of Super Shenron.
Meanwhile, from their thrones, the Zenos bounced in anticipation.
"What will he wish for?" one asked eagerly.
"Oooh! I hope it’s fun!" the other chimed in.
The Eternal Dragon, Super Shenron, erupted into existence, golden and immense—its voice shaking the cosmos.
Android 17 looked up.
"I wish... for all the erased universes to be restored."
"YOUR WISH... IS GRANTED."
A light burst across the void. One by one, the vanished universes reappeared, their warriors brought back, lives saved by the compassion of a man who had once claimed he only wanted a cruise ship.
Vegeta who was waiting at side had his eyes widened as he heard the wish and then he nodded with a smile.
Back on the Universe 7 platform, Goku smiled wide, clapping a hand on 17’s shoulder.
"You’re a real hero, 17," Goku said, smiling.
"But... are you okay with it?" Android 18 asked, looking at her brother with concern.
Android 17 simply shrugged. "Yeah. I’m fine with it."
"It’s good you wished for that," Whis suddenly said, interrupting the moment.
"Or else... you all would have died."
Everyone turned toward him in shock.
"What do you mean by that?" Beerus asked, narrowing his eyes.
Whis looked calm as always, his voice light but precise. "The Zenos were not planning to leave only one universe in existence, If the other Eleven would have remained erased. If the winner had made any selfish wish—say, for wealth, power, or personal gain—the Zenos would have interpreted it as unworthy... and erased Universe 7 as well. Then they’d have simply created twelve new universes to replace the old."
Everyone stared at him in stunned silence.
"You mean... if it weren’t for 17’s selfless wish, all of us would have been erased?" the Supreme Kai asked, eyes wide.
Whis nodded, still smiling in his carefree manner. "Precisely."
Android 17 folded his arms, looking off into the distance. "I didn’t do it for praise... I just figured, It will be a right thing to do."
Vegeta, silent in the background, gave a small grunt of approval.
Beerus slowly sat back down, staring at 17 with a look of wonder.
"Damn..." he muttered. "We were that close to losing everything."
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