Evil thoughts!
In fact, most people harbor some evil thoughts deep within their hearts.
Possessiveness.
Jealousy.
The impulse to destroy everything.
Most people hide these evil thoughts throughout their lives, sometimes without even realizing it, and live out their lives unaware of them.
"Yamiru seems to be in a lot of pain," Goku said worriedly. "He's glowing. This doesn't look good..."
Sure enough, as Yamiru screamed in agony, after enduring Devilmite Beam, his body began to emit an intense glow.
It seemed that the glow was the source of his pain.
"Hahaha! Useless, useless!" Devilman, now at ease, laughed maniacally. "No matter how much anyone pretends to be good, there's always a trace of evil in their heart. My ultimate technique is to stimulate the evil thoughts hidden deep inside you, making them expand until they explode you from the inside out!"
"Ugh..."
Yamiru endured indescribable pain. He felt both hot and cold at the same time. Every cell in his body seemed on the verge of exploding. It was as though something terrifying was about to devour him.
Kill!
Kill!
Yamiru saw the faces of Tao Pai Pai and Master Shen flash before his eyes! The murderous intent surged within him, spreading like wildfire across dry grass, rapidly engulfing his heart.
"He's in so much pain..." Tights said, unable to watch. She grabbed Baba's sleeve inside the window. "Can we forfeit?"
Baba, however, replied, "Such decisions can only be made by the participants themselves."
Tights snapped, "Do you really think he can still speak right now?"
Baba replied simply, "There's no other way."
Goku said, "This can't be... Yamiru can't lose!"
"AHHHH!!! Why can't you all just die in peace?!" Yamiru screamed, his body bursting with light. "Why look at me? It was Tao Pai Pai who killed you! Why look at me? Can't you just die quietly and leave the guilt to me? Damn it!"
"No——!"
Yamiru clutched his head, kneeling on the ground, his face twisted in pain.
"Why... why am I... thinking like this... this isn't me...!!"
"Hahaha! You're such a fool!" Devilman smirked at Yamiru's suffering. "The more you struggle, the more you resist the evil thoughts growing inside you, the more painful it becomes! And it only speeds up your inevitable self-destruction! Hahaha, it seems it won't be long now."
Yamiru, kneeling and with his head down, did indeed begin to swell.
His muscles bulged, his clothes stretched to their limits, nearly ripping apart.
But it wasn't the typical muscle inflation from overexertion. It was as if some force were expanding his body against its will.
His skin began to resemble a balloon being inflated, its color growing paler, as if on the verge of bursting.
"Ugh... ugh..."
Yamiru raised his head in agony. His eyes seemed to have lost all focus. He was still fighting the evil thoughts inside his mind, desperately pounding his head, trying to beat out the dark thoughts that terrified him.
"Yamiru! Don't give up!"
Tights shouted, her eyes red with tears. "You told me to cheer for you! Don't lose here!!"
"Heh..." Devilman grinned at Tights's voice, his expression turning malicious. "Human girl, guess what kind of evil thought every man has?"
Tights was taken aback.
Meanwhile, Yamiru, who had turned toward her voice, visibly reacted to the growing swelling in his body.
"Oh, this kid... he's something else..." Baba was surprised.
"Gah... gah..." Yamiru panted heavily, drooling as his breath quickened. His gaze, now filled with anger, greed, and jealousy, was directed at Goku, standing next to Tights. These emotions, which had once been faint, rapidly grew and expanded, filling his eyes with blinding light. "Damn... damn it... Goku... you... Tights... I... I..."
It seemed that something inside Yamiru snapped. With a groan of agony, he struck his head furiously, blood dripping from his forehead without him even feeling the pain.
"Hey, hey," Devilman sneered. "Don't kill yourself before you explode! That would be really stupid!"
Rip!
Finally, Yamiru's clothes tore apart as his body swelled further, his form becoming almost translucent, with veins and muscle fibers faintly visible beneath his skin.
"I..."
Yamiru bent his body. Due to his physical transformation, his vocal cords had also changed, causing his voice to become muffled and unclear.
"It's okay… it's okay…" Tights's tears were welling up as she couldn't help but shout at Baba, "Why is this happening? If it's just evil thoughts, even if his body swells up, it shouldn't cause his body to actually expand! Evil thoughts... are just thoughts!"
Baba responded, "Evil thoughts are just thoughts. But that's only how you, as a living human from Earth, would think, little girl."
"You mean..." Tights recalled hearing Devilman mention his homeland and remembered the demon king Satan's depiction on the mural in the underground caves. "Hell? The breath of Hell?"
"That's right!" Baba sighed. "Where else would evil thoughts take physical form? Of course, it's in the Yellow Springs! In the Hall of Yama! Evil thoughts on Earth, in this human world, are merely a type of thought, an emotion in the human heart. But in the Yellow Springs, in Hell, they are a real form, a type of essence, a kind of... pollution."
Bulma, who was eavesdropping against the wall, looked up and asked, "You mean the kind of Hellish breath described in stories, the one that polluted the Earth thousands of years ago?"
"Exactly," Baba continued. "Back then... never mind. Anyway, the breath of Hell leaked onto Earth in ancient times, unleashing a host of demons and monsters, and pouring out vast amounts of Hellish magic that roamed this world. This magical energy is actually the same as the evil thoughts in the human heart. When the evil thoughts in the heart become boundless, so vast that they can draw upon the pervasive Hellish energy in the world..."
Tights was on edge as she listened, but then she heard Yamiru let out the most agonizing scream.
"I...!! I...—It's me!!!!"
The gigantic Yamiru screamed at the heavens. "That's right!! I'm jealous! I'm jealous of Goku!! I want to possess Tights!!! So what if I do!!!!"
The sound was so loud that it even shook the demon's restroom.
Goku covered his ears, clearly shocked. "Yamiru, jealous of me? Why?"
"Don't you really understand, Goku?" Tights stared at the man in pain, who had exposed his inner pain to everyone without reservation because of the attacks he had received. "Yamiru almost died just to find Son Gohan and learn martial arts, giving it everything he had... You should be more aware of how much stronger you are than him."
"..." Goku stared blankly at his own hands.
"This is bad," Baba suddenly said. "If he truly accepts the evil thoughts swelling inside him..."
"Will it break the spell?" Tights asked eagerly.
"He'll become a demon!" Baba said. "Are you out of your mind? The truth is, no normal human could ever have such extreme evil thoughts. After being tainted by the wandering Hellish magic, the dark side of his heart gave birth to a new monster… once you accept it, you become it!"
"How could this happen..." Tights muttered. "Fighting against the expanding evil thoughts will make his body explode, but accepting them means he won't be himself anymore... He'll become a demon… How can this be? Isn't there no way out..."
"But, Yamiru's situation seems to have stabilized," Goku suddenly said.
"What?!"
Baba also looked closely, and indeed, the giant Yamiru, still emitting light, had stopped expanding.
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He saw it.
He saw it.
Yamiru, trapped in the depths of confusion and pain, suddenly saw through the blinding light, the... "breath" rapidly coming toward him.
It was dark yellow, resembling auspicious clouds, but radiating a sense of guilt.
The breath flowed into Yamiru's body.
Is this what wanted to make me explode...
Yamiru's mind amplified his evil thoughts. His admiration for Tights morphed into evil desires, lust, possessiveness, and jealousy toward Goku. These emotions twisted and grew into greed and hatred. As his dark thoughts expanded, the dark yellow magic energy he saw swarmed into his body like sharks drawn to the scent of blood.
From the dark corners of his mind, another Yamiru emerged, greedily welcoming the magic energy, laughing maniacally, consuming it with great relish.
The more he consumed, the more his skin mutated, turning into a monstrous form.
Sharp teeth.
Horns.
Scales.
A long tail.
Like a creature covered in scales.
A Demon, a Demon Dragon.
"Hahaha... I want more... I want more..." Demon Dragon Yamiru laughed, "I am Yamiru!!"
But suddenly, in this mental world, a pair of golden eyes opened in the sky.
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"Hahahaha. Truly disgusting, human!" Devilman grinned, watching Yamiru in agony. "Keep swelling, keep going — wait, why has he stopped?"
"I'm telling you..."
The giant Yamiru forced out murky words from his mouth. "I never thought of myself... as some kind of powerful figure..."
'Thud'. He stood up.
"That's right! I'm envious of Goku! I'm envious of how pure and carefree he is, born for martial arts!" The giant Yamiru opened his golden eyes. "I'm envious of his Saiyan bloodline! Getting stronger with each battle, dying and coming back even stronger, I want that too! A freakish body that can do whatever it wants! Transforming into a Super Saiyan, you don't know how awesome that is!"
"Super?" Goku asked, surprised.
"Saiyan?" Tights added.
"Is Goku's bloodline that special…" Baba was also taken aback.
"He actually admitted it..." Devilman raised an eyebrow and then laughed. "Looks like you want to be one of my kind. Hehe... Well, it's not impossible. You can serve under me from now on."
"But let me tell you..." Giant Yamiru snorted through his exaggerated nostrils, his face snarling as his golden eyes gleamed. "What's wrong with being envious of him? Even if I'm envious, I will still do my best! Do you, do you understand..." He gritted his teeth. "I've been determined to do this from the start!"
He raised his fist and swung at the dark golden cloud-like energy in front of him.
"Stop underestimating me!"
The annoying demonic energy was shattered by his punch, no longer surging into his body.
"I don't need you to remind me of the evil thoughts in my heart!"
The massive fist swung toward the nonchalant demon.
Devilman didn't expect him to attack at that moment and was caught off guard, receiving a direct hit.
"And Tights..." Giant Yamiru's huge hand pinned Devilman to the ground. "She's youthful and adorable, we get along so well!" Bang! Bang! Yamiru's fists pounded Devilman. "What's wrong with liking her? Lust! Lust my ass! You're just a demon, what do you know other than lust?!"
Yamiru clasped his hands together, his fists gathering an invisible dark golden magic energy, filled with fury, and struck down with all his might!
"And what's wrong with men being lustful?!"
Bang!
"What's wrong with liking Tights?!"
Bang! Bang!
"What's wrong with wanting to have Tights?!"
Boom!
"Wait... so what if it's not wrong... why are you hitting me?" Devilman, battered and bruised, lay in a broken sculpture pit, raising a hand to stop the attack in panic. "But how is this possible? The magic energy inside you... it's actually decreasing..."
In Yamiru's mental world, the golden eyes in the sky gazed down at the demon dragon Yamiru, who was consuming the dark golden magic energy.
"Ah, don't go, don't go!" Demon Dragon Yamiru panicked, realizing that the magic energy that had been providing him with power was dissipating, as though being released through an exit. "My food…!"
A giant human hand descended from the sky and grabbed Demon Dragon Yamiru, dragging him before the golden eyes.
Demon Dragon Yamiru, sweating coldly, swallowed hard and greeted, "Hi, hi... hello there. Please don't destroy me, okay? I'm Yamiru too..."
The golden eyes shone brightly, imprinting Demon Dragon Yamiru's shadow into them...
Meanwhile, in the real world, after venting, Yamiru had somehow leaped high into the air.
His palms were positioned at his waist, gathering a dark golden energy ball.
"Hey, hey... this doesn't seem good..." Devilman murmured.
As the dark golden version of the Kamehameha expanded, Yamiru's gigantic body began to shrink rapidly, returning to its normal form.
"Take your malice and go back to Hell!"
Yamiru unleashed an enormous Magic Kamehameha at Devilman in the broken sculpture pit below.
"How is this happening..."
Devilman was engulfed by the immense light.
"I've never seen anyone break Devilmite beam like this..." Baba thought silently. "He actually expelled the rapidly surging magic energy from his body. But how could this kid even sense or see the magic energy? Even Earth's immortals couldn't detect it before becoming immortals..."
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Once everything settled, Tights supported the exhausted Yamiru as they, along with Goku, Bulma, and Baba, exited the palace.
They saw the light of day once again, narrowly escaping death.
"Ha..." Yamiru couldn't help but take a deep breath.
He tried not to look at Tights's unusual gaze beside him... but soon, he heard Tights say, "I don't remember what happened inside just now."
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