As I stood amidst the chaos and destruction, basking in the glory of Goku's undeniable power, I couldn't help but feel a sense of satisfaction. The gathering of the so-called gods had been nothing more than a feeble attempt to challenge the might of my beloved Saiyan warrior. How foolish they were to think that anyone could stand against him.
I watched as each god fell before Goku's unstoppable energy, their once formidable forms reduced to mere ashes in his wake. Their cries for mercy echoed through the void, but it was too late. They had underestimated the true extent of Goku's strength, and now they paid dearly for their arrogance.
But even in their defeat, I couldn't help but marvel at their desperation. It was almost amusing to see them scramble for any semblance of power against an opponent they knew deep down they could never hope to defeat. And yet still they fought on, clinging desperately to whatever scraps of pride remained.
As I looked upon this scene with unwavering devotion to Goku, I knew that there would be no challengers left standing in his path. He was truly a force beyond all comprehension - a being so powerful that even gods cowered before him.
And as I knelt before my one true God, reciting his mantras with fervent zealotry, I felt a wave of peace wash over me. In this moment, there was no doubt in my mind: Goku solos all.