When a God of Destruction Was Reincarnated in Tensura:

As the echoes of battle faded and the final clash between Goku and Rimuru came to an end, Beerus stood from his throne, his golden eyes surveying the battlefield. The tournament grounds, once a war-torn arena of devastation, still crackled with the residual energy of the titanic clashes that had taken place. But now, the time for battle had passed.

With a flick of his wrist, Beerus waved his hand through the air. Instantly, the chaotic battlefield was transformed.

The jagged, broken land beneath their feet shifted and reformed, smoothing out into a lush, vibrant landscape. The air, once charged with battle and destruction, now carried the sweet scent of food and drink. An enormous banquet hall manifested before them, seemingly woven from pure divine energy, lined with grand tables filled with the finest delicacies from across multiple universes.

The warriors, who had fought with all their might, looked around in awe.

From Battle to Celebration

"Alright, that's enough fighting," Beerus declared, stretching his arms before dropping back into his throne. "You've all put on a good show, but a battle like this should be celebrated properly!"

Whis smiled knowingly. "Indeed. A grand battle deserves a grand feast."

With another wave of his staff, Whis added his own touch— a floating fountain of divine nectar appeared, along with glowing orbs of energy that gently floated in the air, illuminating the feast. The entire environment was now filled with warmth and festivity.

As if on cue, the warriors began to relax, some sighing in relief, others laughing as they walked toward the tables, eager to replenish their energy.

Goku, who had just fought Rimuru to a near standstill, was already sniffing the air. "Whoa! That smells amazing!" he said, eyes sparkling with excitement.

Rimuru chuckled as he walked beside him. "I thought you'd be more tired after that fight."

Goku grinned. "Me? Nah, I always recover fast when there's food involved!"

Vegeta scoffed. "Typical Kakarot. You just had the fight of your life, and all you can think about is eating."

"Like you're not hungry, Vegeta?" Piccolo smirked.

Vegeta crossed his arms but didn't deny it. "Hmph. I suppose a Saiyan's appetite is hard to suppress."

Conversations Among Warriors

As the fighters took their seats, the conversations turned toward their battles.

Jiren, sitting across from Guy, gave him a nod. "Your power was… unexpected."

Guy smirked, taking a sip of his drink. "I could say the same about you. I haven't had to push myself like that in a long time."

Milim, who was busy stuffing her face with meat, grinned at Frieza. "You're tough! I like that. But I totally won that fight."

Frieza, who had returned to his sleek golden form, merely gave a cold chuckle. "Oh please, don't flatter yourself. If I had been serious from the beginning—"

"You would've still lost!" Milim interrupted, laughing.

Frieza twitched but sighed, taking a sip from his drink. "Hmph. We'll have to settle that another time."

Beerus, lounging back in his throne, watched the interactions with amusement. His wives sat beside him, each enjoying the feast in their own way.

Zerna, the ever-serious warrior, smirked. "You really put together quite the lineup, Beerus. I never imagined we'd see such battles."

Erza, leaning forward with a playful smile, chuckled. "I especially enjoyed the fight between Vegeta and Draguel. That one was pure raw power."

Velzar smirked. "I think Rimuru and Goku stole the show, though. That fight was something else."

Sigma, sipping her drink gracefully, nodded. "Their battle was beyond what most beings can comprehend. If they fought any longer, they could've rewritten reality itself."

Delta leaned forward. "I think the best part is that nobody actually won. It was more about proving their strength to one another."

Beta smiled as she watched the warriors interact. "And now they feast together, just as warriors should after a battle."

Beerus laughed, raising his glass. "Well, of course! This tournament wasn't about crowning a champion. It was about pushing limits and enjoying the thrill of battle!"

Leon and Top sat across from one another, still feeling the energy of their battle.

"You fight with a lot of conviction," Top admitted as he took a large bite of food. "For a Demon Lord, your sense of justice is... interesting."

Leon smirked. "I could say the same about you. The way you wield your power as a Destroyer was impressive."

Meanwhile, Ramiris was teasing Gohan.

"Hehe, admit it! I totally got you a few times in that fight!" she said, poking his arm.

Gohan laughed, scratching the back of his head. "You definitely surprised me. I didn't expect illusion magic to be so tricky to deal with."

Ramiris grinned. "That's right! You better not underestimate me next time!"

As the feast continued, Goku and Rimuru found themselves side by side once again.

Goku grinned. "I gotta say, you're one of the strongest fighters I've ever faced."

Rimuru smirked. "Same to you. I never thought I'd meet someone who could keep up with me like that."

"So," Goku leaned forward, eyes full of excitement, "When's the rematch?"

Rimuru laughed. "Let's enjoy the feast first! But yeah, I'd definitely like to fight you again someday."

Whis chuckled as he walked past them. "Now, now, let's not break the universe twice in one day, hmm?"

The table erupted into laughter.

A Night to Remember

As the feast continued, warriors from different worlds bonded over food, battle scars, and mutual respect. There were no longer opposing sides—only warriors who had tested their limits and now shared in the camaraderie that only battle could forge.

Beerus watched over it all, satisfied.

This was exactly what he had wanted.

A battle for the ages, a celebration to follow, and the promise of even greater things to come.

And as the night continued, with laughter, stories, and endless food—

One thing was certain.

This tournament would be remembered for eternity.