~Tales of Delusions~

Im Ella, and I created this page because Google didn’t yield the desired results for my Zamasu-fangirl infliction, so this page was created to basically deal in a roundabout way the way this damn Kai makes me feel. If you’re on the same train, then hop in, we got plenty of seats.

Will be posting my short stories on ao3 under this same page name.

Versus a fellow fangirl:

I think it’s a fun show of character, how Zamasu ended up that way. He wanted to exterminate all barbaric hate and war mongering mortals, and in the end he became exactly that minus the mortal part. And yet despite that he’s so deep in his own mind that he is in the right that he won’t accept that he is wrong, he is one of my favorite irredeemable villain characters because at this point there flat out is no turning back and Zamasu won’t give up his beliefs to even consider turning back.

Plus I just really like his design, it’s really cool to me, I like how his blood is purple so his ‘goo’ is actually gore. I’d be mad too if my arm and half my face got reduced to bloody amalgamations of what they should be lol

Yay, my first ask! Thanks for sending it!

Yes, there was even a part in the anime where Gowasu was talking about how his physical appearance was basically the manifestation of who he has become, and unironically despised. Zamasu’s ego leaves no room for argument, and anything that goes against it makes him double down more, and more, until he’s basically unrecognizable from the well-intentioned Kai he was, starting out. He truly believed, especially in the anime, that what he was doing was for the greater good, that the ends justify the means. But power and ego does corrupt, and corrupted Zamasu perfectly manifests that. He had became a fallen god.

Walking into the retro-style diner, Goku Black and Zamasu were more than a little out of place.

After all, they had already begun their Zero Mortal Plan, so their reputation spread like wildfire.

Upon seeing the two, immediately everyone was screaming in fear, and begging for their lives.

Little did they know, they had nothing to fear… For a certain mortal woman was there!

“E-Everyone, calm down. I know these guys have a fearsome reputation, but I promise they’re not going to do anything! We have a deal.” A woman held her hands out, trying to ease the understandably scared crowd.

“Hmph. So typical of mortals, to grovel like the worms they are.” Zamasu noted to his counterpart, before one stern look from the woman with them caused him to cease further unfavorable comments.

“Can we have a booth and three menus, please?” The lady requested, to which the host nervously obliged, quickly leading them to a booth, and fishing out three menus for them to look over.

“…I am unfamiliar with any of these terms. What is a… burger? Wing ding? Chicken pot pie?” Goku Black’s brows furrowed as he looked quizzically over the menu.

“I’d say. I do not quite understand the myriad of beverage options this establishment provides. There is water, but also an option for me to order a mountain dew. Do mortals really drink dews from mountains in excess?” He questioned his “mortal guide”, who was doing her best not to laugh at how lost they were with the menu. “I-I can only answer you two one at a time!”

“Okay, so a burger is typically a beef patty sandwiched between two slices of buns, with your choice of vegetables, condiments, and the like. A wing ding is just a simple chicken wing that is breaded. The chicken pot pie is a pie with chicken and vegetables in it. That “mountain dew” is actually a citrus-tasting bubbling drink called a soda, and this place has many of them. Given what I know so far from you guys, I do not think you will like soda…” She hummed.

Out of all the things in the menu, there was one item she thought might do the trick in making mortals appear more favorable.

As the two got over their confusion with many of the items on the menu, their eyes then went to peer over that one particular section the woman was thinking of.

“Milkshakes… Guaranteed to make your day… A quite high claim from a mortal product.” Zamasu frowned skeptically, as the woman practically beamed with an idea.

He didn’t eat food, unlike his counterpart, so this would be the perfect thing to convince him to spare all of mortalkind! And Goku Black too, since who, but the lactose intolerant, could resist a delicious milkshake?

“Well, believe it, because its true! And I think I got the perfect flavors in mind for us to try!” She giggled, as the two gods glanced at each other.

She was not as irritating as the others were, and they were already here, so why not take the gamble with these… milkshakes?...

After she placed their orders with a quite anxious server, they were then soon handed their milkshakes…

“...This looks like it would sooner kill us than be edible.” The two said in unison, as they looked over the milkshakes their “mortal guide” had selected for them. 

The one milkshake in front of Goku Black, as explained by this peculiar mortal, was a strawberry milkshake. It was light pink in color, and was topped off with a fluffy substance and a cherry on top. It had a pink straw that had a heart looped in it, and the rim was “purposely” decorated with fudge and sprinkles. The latter he just saw as wasteful, since he had no intention of trying that, he was not a savage.

Zamasu’s milkshake was a mint chocolate chip that was light green in color, and had the other things Goku Black’s had.

“...Why have you selected these ones in particular for us, from the myriad of other flavors?” Zamasu questioned the woman, who giggled.

“Because they remind me of each of you. Yours is obvious, and when he goes Rosé? It's kind of that color.” She grinned, as the two softly shook their heads at her.

That was… kind of adorable. 

“Let’s see if it is to our tastes, then.” Goku Black hummed, as he went to take a sip of his drink, as did Zamasu.

“...They truly do taste… Refreshing…” Goku Black hummed, smacking his lips as he contemplated the flavor.

“Mine has a very intriguing juxtaposition between the mint and these chocolate chips. Not bad a selection.” Zamasu complimented the mortal woman, who was more than shocked to hear it from him.

“Indeed. And these other additions are pleasing, as well.” Goku Black smiled, as he tossed the cherry into his mouth. “Fascinating… It tastes sweet, though it is supposed to have more of a tartness to it..”

“That’s because this type of cherry is called a maraschino, meaning they have them soak in this sugary syrup to make it extra sweet.” The woman explained.

“This truly would be a delicious way to die. Maybe I should put my immortality to the test with these human concoctions.” Zamasu mused, to which his “mortal guide” sweatdropped at him. “Uh, that's not quite how this works. Unless you’re only drinking these in excess, maybe… But I never heard of a milkshake killing anyone.”

If she wasn’t so used to their shenanigans by now, the looks of disappointment on their faces would be most alarming. They were really considering “milkshake” as an alternate method for their plans.

“I… Suppose some mortal concoctions are… adequate. And if it is relatively safe for mortals to consume, I see no reason why I should not share this product with you.” Zamasu concluded, going to push his milkshake over to her, as did Goku Black.

“What do you think? Which one out of our selections is the superior option? We trust your sensibilities.” Goku Black questioned, as she felt suddenly put on the spot.

“U-Uh, we don’t have any extra straws.”

“It's no matter. You can use ours.” Zamasu gestured. “As gods, it should be an honor for you to partake in the same beverages as we have.”

She couldn’t quite argue with that… So which one did she like more?

Since she picked those with them in mind, it was kind of like asking her to pick one of them.

But that was preposterous… Right?... 

**Scene for those who are lactose intolerant:

“If I take one sip of this, my stomach and the rest of me will not like it at all. I'm lactose intolerant, and milkshakes have a lot of lactose in them.” She giggled nervously. 

“Then I shall heal you of any negative effects. I am divine.” Zamasu said just as evenly. 

**

At their quite insistent offer, she took a sip from each of the milkshakes. Unlike the two gods, they were quite different from each other. They each had something to appreciate.

But which one did she like more?

The choice is yours.

After their day at the diner, the trio left, but not without a meek waiter asking if they’re going to pay their bill.

“The only payment these mortals deserve is our mercy in sparing their lives.” Goku Black waved off as the trio left.

Zamasu was taking a walk around the divine gardens with the other Kais from the other universes. They all walked in front of him, talking amongst themselves about the different kinds of flora that could be found in this area.

Since these were sacred grounds, every flower type imaginable can be grown here, no matter their requirements. It was truly a beautiful sight to behold.

All that he was seeing was beautiful. Creation was beautiful. The camellias, the sunflowers, the lilies, and the roses were all so pleasant to look at, their scents distinct and bringing joy to his senses.

But there was one particular flower out of all of them that caught his eye the most…

Compared to the others, this flower was not much to marvel over. To many, it may even seem… usual, not worthy of note.

But yet, this flower was by its lonesome, which was most peculiar, given what it was. There was also something else about it that was unusual.

Approaching it, Zamasu went to inspect the flower more closely. Crouching down, his fingers went to gently run over the flower.

“Look at the rookie, playing with the weeds.” One Kai took note with a smirk, laughing with a few others, while some other Kais were curious over what Zamasu found so fascinating about this flower.

“A dandelion… But usually they are grown in patches… So why aren’t you?…” Zamasu wondered aloud, admiring its color.

Though it was a dandelion, it had a coloring that was atypical. The center was that classic yellow color, but the edges were this light pink color.

“So beautiful…” He awed, continuing to admire the plant with a soft smile, that fondness he had for creation twinkling in his gray eyes.

Even if the other Kais did not understand why this was so fascinating, at least he did.

Fused Zamasu: Oh, this is nice.

*just a few days later:*

The way he looks at me makes me shiver, it makes me weak. I cannot believe someone who I have seen my whole life could be transformed into someone different entirely.

The way he holds himself, the way he seems to see everything… Is he aware of what he does to me?

Zamasu: Now, I know it may seem a little odd to you... But, its just basic procedure.

You: W-What do you mean "basic procedure"?!

Zamasu: I know it may seem harsh, it may even sound cruel... But its just the way things have to be. She understands more than anything, don't you, mortal?

Maso Fangirl: Yup, just basic procedure.

You: W-Wait, you're actually okay with this?

Maso Fangirl: Yeah!~

You: ...B-But... You're gonna die.

Maso Fangirl: Yeah, but its basic procedure.

Or hide and seek, for that matter. You won’t like what he does when he finds you…

This was not something Kais did often, if at all. They usually allowed the mortals to evolve into whatever they shall become, but Zamasu found no joy in that. He wanted to create what he perceived to be the most beautiful mortal in all creation.

First he had to of course start with the body. Sculpting out the angles, the curves, how wide, how narrow he was to make certain areas. Then of course the feet, how would his creation be able to stand, and what that would look like. Then he moved to his creation’s hands, sculpting them in the shape he found most desirable.

He was a very meticulous Kai, making sure to also pay attention to the most minute details. He found joy in adding features that most people might not even notice. He found pleasure in including these details, smiling as he continued his work.

Now to the most riveting part: the face.

Even if others could not see the beauty in her, he did, and in his truth, no one else’s opinion held any importance. He knew best, after all, and he only ever created perfection.

To the way her jawline was shaped, the way it connected to her neck, to the shape of her lips, her nose, her eyes, her brows, her ears… He would be lying if he didn’t think he was getting a bit flushed under the collar. Maybe a break was in order.

But no, he had to finish what he started. After finishing her exquisite face, he then added the finishing touches.

When he stepped back, he admired his work, and decided he was finally done.

He then leaned forward, kissed her on the lips, and she blossomed to life.

With that kiss, she came into color, her eyes finally taking focus as they looked at him in awe.

Smiling softly at his newest creation, he clasped her hands, and gave a polite bow of his head.

“I really have outdone myself, I may have just created the most beautiful woman in all of existence.”

Then he said your name, ever so sweetly.

Chapter 1: Who is that?

Shin couldn’t believe his eyes as he stared down into the crib that was made of the finest materials in all the cosmos.

Within it, playing with her feet like it was the most amusing thing in the world, was a baby giggling up at him, her grey eyes so familiar.

They should be, since she’s basically an exact copy of her father.

“I do not believe this… But how?! It shouldn’t be possible!” Shin gawked as he finally found his words, looking up at the father of said baby.

“I made a couple of wishes. I had a few curiosities…” He answered a bit too calmly, especially since he broke one of the biggest taboos like it was not a significant matter.

“But Zamasu, w-we are not supposed to even-“ Shin began, before taking a deep breath, his eyes going to look back at the baby who was babbling happily to herself.

“…How is this even possible? The Omni-king established the divine hierarchy, and this baby actively breaks it, being both mortal and divine!” Kibito questioned, more frightened at how this is possible than anything else. “How are you not facing any repercussions?”

“Because when Grand Zeno was informed of this, he looked at her, and proclaimed; “Cool! A Demi-god! You are going to name it after me, okay? It’s the least you can do since you broke many rules, which is really bad. Since this is so cool, I will let it slide.” Which is why her name is Zen.” Zamasu explained, looking composed now, but when it happened, he was convinced it was the end for him. He took that risk because he assumed Zeno was too busy to take notice.

That, and it wasn’t exactly a chore to create her, either.

“And who is the mother? Who could possibly have caught your interest?” Kibito asked, just as a woman entered the room, carrying a bag full of baby supplies.

A mortal, she certainly was. It was still surprisingly to see her, though. This unassuming woman was half of the equation to the Demi-god that the other kais were seeing right now. 

“Hello Supreme Kai of Universe 7, Kibito.” She bowed her head in respect, before she was going over to kiss Zamasu on the cheek.

“How is she doing? Is she liking the crib?” She asked, to which Zamasu held his head high with pride. “Naturally. Only the finest of creation for our daughter.”

“Though I appreciate how much you care, Zamasu… Are the animal servants really necessary?” She turned her head, going to glance at the many creatures that were keeping the room tidy.

“I believe in being efficient.” 

Chapter 2: The unwelcome guests

News spread quickly about the birth of a Demi-god, and many beings came out to see Zen, including a few faces that Zamasu particularly couldn’t stand.

“Yo, what’s up, Zamasu? Heard you got a baby girl!” Greeted that barbaric, brainless, totally uncouth Saiyan from universe 7, Goku. He hitched a ride from the angel Whis, and Lord Beerus, the god of destruction from universe 7.

“What are you doing here?” Zamasu growled, not even making an effort to hide his disdain for him. He will never forget losing that sparring match, and the insults the Saiyan levied against him, like calling him “a plain old Kai”, making demands of him when he was a god-

If it wasn’t for his lovely wife, that calmed him down after the fact, he wouldn’t know what kind of actions he would have taken against that moronic mortal…

“Here to see the baby!” Goku answered him, going over to the crib to meet Zen.

“Hello, baby!” Goku cooed, trying to make the baby laugh, but some reason, her lips started to quiver, and she began to cry.

“G-Geez!” Goku jumped back, giving Zen space, and that is when she started to settle down.

Before Zamasu went to instinctively smite Goku for such an unforgivable transgression, he was stopped by his wife. “He means well, he is not hurting her.” She assured, going to hug her husband to calm him down.

With her presence, he couldn’t stay angry for long.

“A Demi-god, I never thought I’d see the day.” Beerus mused as he went to also take a look at Zen.

“Hi, little baby, do you want to be a god of destruction one day?” Beerus mused, trying to be playful, but once again, Zen’s lips quivered, and she went to cry again.

“She really is her father’s daughter…” Shin quipped with a sweatdrop. Let’s just say he saw a few alternate timelines, and there was a reason Zen didn’t like either one of them…

Goku Black: Together…

Zamasu: We will enact the Zero Mortal Plan!

Goku Black: Which means everyone that is not us will be terminated!

Vegeta: Bastards!…

Goku: Oh, yeah? Then whose that lady behind you two?

*The two gods turn to look at a mortal woman casually watching from the sidelines, preparing a pot of tea for them as she waved happily at the two*

I wonder what role he will have in Dragon ball Super

Gowasu was expecting to see Zamasu at noon that day, but for some reason, he was running late.

“This is unprecedented. Zamasu is always punctual.” The older Kai muttered to himself, as he decided to check up on his apprentice.

As he approached the door, he noticed that there was a pair of shoes outside Zamasu’s doorstep, right next to his own white pair.

They couldn’t have been his as well.

“Zamasu?” Gowasu called out, going to knock on the door, before his pointed ears could have sworn they heard the surprised gasp of a woman.

“Zamasu, what is going on in there?” Gowasu questioned as he knocked again, before his apprentice went to open the door, brushing his bang to the side.

“Nothing at all, master. I just had a prior commitment.” Zamasu answered him, folding his arms behind his back.

“Was that prior commitment training? You’re sweating and flushed.” Gowasu tilted his head quizzically, as Zamasu seemed to tense at his observation.

Gowasu’s head then turned to the sound of someone yelping as they fell to the ground, having crawled out of the window.

It was a woman who appeared to be quite disheveled, her hair a mess of knots and her clothes looking like it was hurriedly put on.

Upon being spotted by the Supreme Kai, her eyes widened, before she was making a hasty retreat away, all without shoes.

“Zamasu, what is this?…” Gowasu questioned slowly, almost afraid to hear the answer.