A few days later, on Planet Cold-001...
At this point, Captain Ginyu was considered dead by the world.
No one knew that the Ginyu who had supposedly perished had actually swapped bodies with an unknown alien warrior. The real Ginyu now lived on—in a new body, quietly drinking alone in a bar somewhere on the planet.
He still couldn't calm the fury in his heart.
"That damn King Cold! I came here with complete loyalty to deliver urgent news, and you just killed me in return?"
"If I didn't have my body-swap technique, I'd really be dead by now!"
"It wasn't even my fault—it was your stupid son Frieza who got himself killed, and you blame me?!"
"I'm not satisfied… I refuse to accept this!"
Enraged, Ginyu slammed his fist down and shattered the table in front of him.
But right then, a muscular alien from the bar approached and grabbed him by the collar, lifting him effortlessly.
"Hey, punk! You broke our table—pay up or you're dead!"
"Tch." Ginyu spat in contempt.
However, he had forgotten one thing—he was no longer the Captain Ginyu with a 120,000 battle power.
The alien's scouter beeped a few times, then he sneered.
"Heh, just 5,000 battle power? You think you can act tough with that?"
Without further delay, the alien dragged Ginyu toward the back alley of the bar.
No one in the bar even blinked.This was King Cold's territory—a brutal world ruled by strength and power.
But moments later, from the back alley came a voice:
"Change, now!"
A purple flash lit up the darkness briefly.
Shortly after, the bulky alien reemerged—but his eyes now gleamed with Ginyu's signature smirk.
"Only 10,000 battle power? Trash. Still garbage."
He spat again, annoyed.
But this encounter sparked something in him…
"I can't go on like this. I need a stronger body…I have to become powerful. Never again will I let my fate be in someone else's hands. I will…"
Suddenly, Ginyu froze.
His eyes locked on a massive statue nearby.
It was a monument of King Cold.
Ginyu's expression grew cold. His lips curled into a sinister grin.
"Heheheh… How could I forget? The best body for me…Is right here in front of me!"
"King Cold! You betrayed and humiliated me! If I steal your body, that's just justice! Hahahahaha!"
Not long after, Planet Cold-001 was thrown into turmoil by a wave of mysterious murders.
Elite soldiers of Cold's army were being killed off one after another in close-range ambushes.
And strangest of all—none of the victims showed any signs of struggle.
The stronger the victims became, the more panic spread across the planet.
Already furious over the death of his son Frieza, King Cold flew into another rage when he heard the news.
"A bunch of useless fools! This attacker must have high battle power—find him using the scouters!"
"Yes, my lord!"
The Cold army launched a massive planet-wide manhunt.
Anyone with a battle power over 10,000 who wasn't a member of the Cold Force was immediately detained for interrogation.
Even so, the killer remained elusive.
One day, while receiving another unsatisfying report, Cold's fury once again exploded.
"You have three days, all of you. If you don't find the killer by then—you'll all be executed!"
"Y-Yes, sir!"
As his terrified officers hurried to leave, one of Cold's personal guards suddenly turned back.
"Lord Cold, I have something to report…"
"Hmm?" Cold raised an eyebrow—then smirked. "Alright. Let's hear it."
The guard stepped forward, looked around at the others, and whispered:
"My lord, I think I know who the real killer is."
"Oh? Go on."
"Could we… have the others step out first? I'd like to speak with you alone."
Cold motioned with his hand, and the attending guards filed out and shut the door behind them.
"You can speak now. Who is this killer?"
"The killer is… me."
Before the words had even settled, the "guard" lunged forward and hurled an energy blast straight at King Cold!
BOOM!
A violent explosion rocked the palace.The shockwave was felt throughout the entire complex.
Outside the room, Cold's guards panicked and rushed to open the sealed doors.
"Quick! Get this door open!"
Meanwhile, inside the smoke-filled room, Ginyu, now in the body of Cold's guard, charged through the smoke.
He knew his attack wouldn't kill King Cold—but he needed to get close.
A massive hand reached through the smoke and seized Ginyu by the throat.
"Grrr… So one of my own guards was the killer?" Cold growled."You dare betray me! What were you thinking?"
"Thinking?" Ginyu chuckled hoarsely."I just wanted to get… a little closer."
"Huh?"
Cold's expression changed drastically.
And in the next moment, the man in his grasp opened his mouth and roared:
"CHANGE, NOW!"
At that instant, King Cold's mind was flooded with a memory—a memory of a name he had almost forgotten.
A conversation he once had with his son, Frieza…
"Father, I recently found a very interesting person. His race is extremely rare in the universe. They don't have much combat strength, but they can swap bodies with other life forms…"
"By the time I met him, he had already switched bodies dozens of times.I thought it was amazing—such a strange and useful power!"
"I've already decided to make him a special forces commander. Cooler has his Armored Squadron…I'm going to have a special ops team of my own!"
"Oh? That's intriguing. What's his name?"
"Ginyu…"
Ginyu!
So this was that man—Captain Ginyu!
"Ahhhhhhh!!!"