Dragon Ball

The day was as "normal" as it could be on Beerus' planet—a place where tranquility and chaos coexisted. You stood in the open plane ready for a spar against Goku and Vegeta. Goku casually stretched with his trademark grin, while Vegeta’s every movement was filled with intense focus. They were both in top form, ready for battle.

The spectators were gathered: Beerus lounged lazily, Whis floated nearby with a smile, and Broly stood, tense with anticipation. Gohan, Goten, and Trunks chatted excitedly. The air was thick with power as the two Saiyans prepared to unleash their might.

The air shifted. Goku closed his eyes, his expression softening into serene focus. A faint glow began to radiate from his form, and then, like a dam breaking, the transformation was complete. Silver hair shimmered in the alien sunlight, his movements now imbued with an ethereal grace. His silver eyes opened, calm yet piercing. Ultra Instinct had arrived, and it was breathtaking.

Vegeta, never one to be outdone, let out a guttural roar that reverberated through the ground. A violent aura of purple engulfed him, crackling with raw, destructive energy His hair spiked upward, now a fierce violet hue, his magenta eyes burning with ruthless determination. His trademark eyebrows were gone, replaced by an even more menacing glare. Ultra Ego radiated sheer power, unbridled and terrifying in its promise of destruction. Whis clapped his hands lightly, drawing all attention back to him.

“Alright, let’s set some ground rules."

He said, his voice as light and pleasant as a spring breeze.

“This will be a test of strength and wits. Try not to destroy Lord Beerus' planet—or any nearby ones. And have fun!”

Beerus raised an eyebrow at that last part. But then, an unusual energy filled the environment. And before they knew it, Bardock, Turles and Black Goku appeared. They were all calm, but obviously didn't know what happened. You watched the whole thing with the others.