Hi how are you doing could you write a DBS x speaker of God female reader story, the reader is basically the speaker of god from hazbin hotel and is the mother of the archangels and the mother figure of Zeno, during the end of the tournament of power she appears and meeting all the universes and introducing herself as the one who created the angels alongside daishikan ?
The Tournament of Power ends in silence.
Not cheers. Not relief.
Just the hum of a universe that nearly wasnβt.
The remaining fighters stand bruised and exhausted on the cracked arena floor. Gods of Destruction watch with expressions ranging from fury to awe. Angels remain composed, as always.
Zeno claps happily.
βThat was fun!β
The Grand Priest smiles, hands folded.
And then
The air changes.
It isnβt ki.
It isnβt divine pressure, either.
Itβs something... deeper. Like the universe itself holding its breath.
Whisβ eyes widen first.
Then Vadosβ.
Then every angel, simultaneously, straightens, alert in a way they have never been before.
Above the arena, space parts.
It opens like a curtain.
Light pours through. Warm. Weighty. Impossible to look away from.
A figure descends.
Wings of layered light unfurl behind her, vast, radiant, each feather inscribed with moving symbols no mortal language could hold. A halo no, many, slowly rotating, rests above her head.
She looks⦠bird-like.
Female.
Serene.
Every God of Destruction rises to their feet.
Beerusβ breath catches.
ββ¦What,β he whispers, βis that?β
The Angels React
Whis kneels.
So does Vados.
So do all angels, across all universes, without hesitation.
The Gods stare in shock.
βWhis?β Beerus snaps. βWhat are you doing?!β
Whis does not look up.
βMy apologies, Lord Beerus,β he says quietly. βBut this isβ¦ our Mother.β
Shock ripples through the stands.
Mother?
The Grand Priest steps forward at last, and for the first time since the Tournament began, he bows his head.
βYou came,β he says, reverent.
She smiles at him, soft, familiar.
βI did,β she replies. βI was listening.β
Her voice carries without effort.
Zeno blinks.
Then his face lights up.
βMom!β
He launches himself forward.
The universe collectively freezes.
She opens her arms and catches him easily, lifting him into a gentle embrace. Zeno giggles, pressing his face into her shoulder.
βI missed you!β he says.
βI know,β she answers, brushing a hand through his head. βYou did very well.β
The Gods of Destruction look seconds away from cardiac arrest.
Beerus stares.
ββ¦Lord Zeno,β he croaks, βyou never mentioned having a mother.β
Zeno tilts his head.
βHuh? Of course I do.β
She sets Zeno down and finally turns to the arena.
To the fighters. To the gods. To the universes that nearly vanished.
βI suppose introductions are overdue,β she says kindly.
βI am the Speaker of God.β
Murmurs erupt.
She continues calmly:
βI am the one who speaks creation into motion when God wills it so.β βI shaped the first laws.β βAnd alongside the Grand Priest-β
She gestures to him.
β-I created the Angels.β
Every angel bows deeper.
βI am their mother.β
Her gaze sweeps the mortals next, and for a moment, Goku swears sheβs looking directly at him.
βYou have all done something remarkable,β she says. βYou struggled. You feared. You chose to continue.β
She looks at Zeno again, her expression gentle yet firm.
βDestruction should never be entertainment, dear.β
Zeno fidgets.
ββ¦Sorry.β
She smiles.
βCuriosity is not a sin,β she says. βBut lives are not toys.β
The Grand Priest inclines his head in agreement.
The universes remain intact.
Not because of a wish.
But because she allows it.
Before she leaves, she looks once more at the gathered beings, gods, mortals, and angels alike.
βRemember this,β she says softly. βYou are seen.β
And then the light folds in on itself.
The space closes.
She is gone.
Silence lingers.
Finally, Goku scratches his head.
ββ¦So,β he says. βDoes this mean thereβs someone even scarier than Zeno?β
Beerus does not answer.
Whis only smiles.
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