A Zero Mortals Christmas

Author’s Note
Merry Christmas and happy holidays to all! For this special time of year, I’m giving you a special Christmas story! Thanks for reading, and I hope you enjoy!

A Zero Mortals Christmas


“So, have you heard?”

Zamasu was sipping tea at a table when he heard this and immediately looked to his left and saw his partner, Goku Black walking onto the balcony of their temporary home. It was a simple home, made of wood planks and a few windows, with trees surrounding the area. Zamasu put his cup down.

“Heard what?”

Goku Black sat down on the opposite side of the immortal god and pushed his feet against the table, pushing the chair’s front legs up.

Not really interested, Goku Black answered, “Apparently the mortals are celebrating a holiday called Christmas. I heard one of them say something ridiculous like ‘God will save us! Just fight now and our descendants can have a wonderful Christmas and not face this suffering!’

Zamasu grimaced at this statement. “Filthy mortals...do they not understand the pain they’re causing to this world?! Why would we save them? What right do they have?! They don’t deserve any help from gods...”

Zamasu sipped his tea once more while Goku Black shrugged. “Well I killed them all anyways...though I did pick something up about this...Santa Claus…”

The god poured more tea into his cup and, intrigued, asked “Santa Claus? Is he a mortal?”

“I suppose we’ll find out now” The doppelganger placed an old, dusty, charred book in front of Zamasu.

He was disgusted at the book’s condition and shoved it to his partner. “Mortals can’t even make a book look presentable…”

Black merely chuckled, wiped off the dust and read The Story of Santa Claus. Zamasu learned all about old Saint Nick, and became disgusted that the man had forced other mortals to do his bidding, all with a big happy grin. He hated this man’s lack of decency: to break into other’s homes without permission and steal their food. However, none of these things angered him as much as the fact that this Santa had been living for more than a thousand years. The mortal had met his expiration date long ago, yet he still lingered on, like curdled milk in the back of the fridge. All of these feelings toward the fat bloated buffoon gave him all the more reason to despise mortals. He grabbed the book from Black as soon as he finished reading and threw it up into space, not even caring about the dust on his hand out of pure rage.

“This mortal...he must be exterminated now. Our perfect world will never come to be with him around more.”

Although still angered by Santa, Black was less interested in his sins and more excited about the man’s power. Another immortal being able to make presents at a breakneck pace pumped his Saiyan blood just a little bit faster. Surely, he must be more powerful than the disappointing Trunks, right? So, he nodded at Zamasu, trying not to show his eagerness, but still smiled at the fact that he may have a challenge. With knowledge of Santa’s location, they flew off to the North Pole in hopes of killing him.

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