Stepping into the kitchen, Frost Byte spotted his youngest son, Frieza. The first child born, of the 7th generation. This child's brother, Cooler, was actually of the 6th Generation. Now with children of his own, a little younger then Frieza.

Frieza was just over 12 hundred... the human equivalent of a tween... and, like all Frost Changelings this age, he acted somewhere between a prepubescent, and a Teenager.

The boy was in his Base Form. A cross between a reptile and an amphibian. He had cotton candy pink skin, with occasional patches of white and purple, on his exoskeleton. He even grew horns for this shape, on his much clunkier head, that looked like a naturally occurring helmet.

Nearby, at the stove, was his Mother... King Cold. Cooking breakfast for himself, and his mate. Frost Changelings lay eggs, once every 42 centuries. Reproducing asexually... and not actually capable of having sex. They mate for the sake of emotional connection. Frost Changelings can lay as many as 100 generations, before they die. Being an extremely long lived species.

As Frost Byte was barren, Cold let him help raise his own children. Something he very much appreciated.

Frost Byte gave his family a fond smile.

Frieza was sitting at the table, eating his bowl of tiny marshmallows. As Cold cooked breakfast, the child once again preferring his Lucky Charms, to bacon and french toast. Cooler was still at a sleep over, with friends.

Frost Byte attentively asked his mate's child. "How's the training going?"

"Annoying," Frieza grumbled. Shoveling a spoongful into his mouth. "This is a lot harder then I thought it be," He complained. "Why do I even got to learn this stupid form!?"

"Don't talk with your mouth full." Cold gently scolded.

The little boy quickly swallowed, "Sorry Mama." He called respectfully... then immediately started whining. He was only a child, after all. "but this training is so stupid. I'm tired all the time and I'm not even doing anything!" The boy suddenly wailed.

"It's been explained to you," Frost Byte gently smiled.

This 'training' was rather simple. The boy was supposed to walk around, in his Base Form. It was Kinda the reverse of Saiyan training. Where Saiyans had to learn to hold their most powerful forms. Frost Demons had to learn to suppress their power. As training, in their repressed state, allowed them to increase the power of their True Form. While also teaching them restraint.

Currently, they were just having him do his usual chores, and home schooling assignments. As to get used to the weaker state. To see how long he could hold it.

"Can't you talk to Mama?" The little boy begged. Ignoring the fact his mother was directly behind him.

Frost Byte laughed, "You think he'll listen to me? Cold is near unmovable, when it comes to your training."

"YEAH! But normally we do fun stuff! LIKE SPARRING AND PRACTICING KI BLASTS! Right now, I'm just kinda walking around as a pink lizard. Is really easy, but I feel drained all the time. So mama won't let me do any proper training! Is totally unfair!" The little boy wailed. He did love to spar.

Frost Byte opened his mouth to comment, but Cold gently reached over, and rested a hand on Frieza's head. Rubbing the exoskeleton, as if it was hair in need of ruffling.

"I know it's hard," King Cold smiled patiently at his son. "But the longer you hold onto this form, the easier it will be to use it. It will force you to learn control. Even over your True Form. Which should only be used sparingly. Can't have you accidentally destroying a moon."

Frieza just pouted. Which caused Cold to sigh. "I know the training for it isn't exciting," said King Cold. "but it will help you interact better with other species. You're the one, begging me to send you to a Citadel School."

Frieza sneered, "WHAT KINDA SELF RESPECTING BOY WANTS TO RUN AROUND A SCHOOL ALL PINK ALL THE TIME!" The little boy shrieked. His pre-adolescent voice, hitting a pitch that hurt dogs' ears.

"Use your inside voice," Cold lightly scolded, and Frieza immediately adjusted the volume.

Frost Byte speculated. "Is this about those human kids, that were teasing you?"

Frieza shifted in his seat, "... no..." the boy sounded rather unconvincing.

Cold looked to his mate, obviously worry those bullies did lasting damage. Frieza even had to come home from the community center, early. With the bullies' parents, panicking when they realized, just who their kids made cry...

Cold wasn't happy, he had to be the one placating the other parents. If only to assure them, he wouldn't go after their children. He should have been allowed to yell, and demand an apology. But the bullies parents were visibly frightened.

They were from one of the Frost Changelings' client races. And were terrified for their children's very lives. Their kids made the child of their rulers ruler, cry.... and they were from a fairly new client race. So weren't yet used to the idea, the Frost Changelings tried their best to be benevolent.

Cold hadn't even wanted to go to a public community center. But Frieza wanted to meet other races, and possibly play with alien children. Cold's own bloody mate, encouraged the boy's interest in them.

"You are very handsome," Cold tried to assure. "No matter what form you're in."

The boy just shrugged, looking all mopey.

"Tell you what," Cold looked concerned. "Why don't we take a break from training your base for-"

Frieza suddenly shifted back to his true form, not a millisecond later.

His horns fully reseeded, and his exoskeleton became much smoother. Now an albino white, with a single purple line on the backs of his forearms and forelegs. As well as a purple patch on top of his head, in place of hair. Then a similar patch in the center of his chest, which couldn't currently be seen under his Pokemon shirt. As Frost Byte made him clothes, that would shift with his form.

"Thanks dad," the boy bounced up from the table, and ran out of the room. Nearly tripping on the legs of his baggy pajamas.

King Cold blinked. While Frost Byte commented, "I think we've been had." Cold just chuckled.

### •


A few hours later, Cold was walking passed little Frieza's room... and caught a strange sight.

The boy was standing in front of a long mirror, frowning and poking at his pink arm. He was standing in nothing but his Pokemon underpants with his shorts and T-shirt on the bed.

The boy blushed purple as he looked over at Cold. Then hesitantly looked back at the mirror. "Why do I have to be pink?" The boy frowned, as he poked his skin again. "People keep mistaking me for a girl!"

"That shrill voice doesn't help," Cold smiled as he came into the room. Sitting on the bed, so Frieza could see him in the mirror.

"GEEZ THANKS!" The boy rolled his eyes. Then looked back at himself, not at all happy with what he saw.

"There is nothing wrong with the way you look. Pink is a common skin color for our species,"

"SO IS PURPLE! By HFIL, Papa is orange!!!" Frieza sneered at Cold's reflection. "Even Cooler gets to be Purple! Why can't I be purple! Pink is just the WORST color!

Cold shook his head. "You don't need to be so worried about being girly. That isn't even accurate. Boys and girls aren't really all that different for most species. Some are tough and sporty, where others are gentle and nerdy, and everything in between.

"Gender has really nothing to do with it. It is more cultural norms that cause the differences, and those are imposed purely by people thinking how others should be.

"You shouldn't be so concerned about what they demand of you. You are beautiful, don't be ashamed of it, own it. Be confident in yourself, and most people will respect you for it."

Frieza sighed, "I get it."

"No you don't," Cold shook his head. "I have yet to meet a teenager, that has the slightest bit of confidence in who they are. You're just beginning to figure that out.

"I want you to be a great king. Where your father would like it, if you lived the life of a scholar. It is entirely your decision who you will be, and you don't have to live up to either of our expectations. You could become a stay at home dad, a janitor, a dojo master. A man completely anonymous to history, but still just as important as a king.

"All that matters, is in the end, that your happy. That you grow up into someone who is kind, and doesn't care they are pink. All you have to do is learn to be happy with yourself, and your father and I will be proud whoever you growup into."

Frieza smiled, "You always give the cheesiest speeches," the boy shook his head.

"I'm an old man," Cold smiled, through his youthful looking face. "It's my prerogative."

"Thanks Mama." The boy smiled. "but I still don't want to be pink," the boy's body began to shift, twisting into an assortment of different forms until turning back into his last. His snow white form with purple patches.

Because of this 'Annoying' training, it was much easier to ascend through his various forms. He was a minor shapeshifter by nature. Having a few predetermined transformations locked in his biology.

Frieza insisted. "But I think I prefer this face above the other's." It was, after all, his true form... with a noticeable lack of pink.

"Indeed," Cold nodded. "This form is still you, but so is your Base Form. You shouldn't reject it. As the stronger it gets, the stronger your True Form becomes. If you stay in this form all the time, you won't advance nearly as quickly."

"Not everything is about power," Frieza shrugged.

"Good lad," Cold smiled. "I just wish, such a mature sentiment, wasn't forged through insecurity. Pink is cool. Don't let anyone tell you different."

"Purple is cooler," The boy snarked. Always wanting to get the last word in, so Cold let him.

### •

Timeline:

I saw the Frost Demons, also called the "Frost Changelings" for their transmutation abilities, and the fact they evolved in the cold asteroid fields of deep space.

They weren't evil. They just... couldn't survive. A Race of Cosmic Beings, spawned from Beerus... they were unable to support their growing numbers.

Even Frieza's sadism, was a coping mechanism for his people's struggles.

Being a race of Cosmic Beings, they couldn't age passed their prime. While their children mature so slowly, it took a hundred years, to age one. Not even reaching their physical prime, until they turn 3000 years old.

When this was combined with the fact, Frost Demons were too powerful, too die from most accidents, and were immune to all illnesses, outside genetic disorders. So their people rarely died... which meant their population rose quickly.

No, the Frost Demons weren't evil... they were desperate. With such a large population, barely ever decreasing, they couldn't gather enough resources to support themselves... not without conquering planets.

Even destroying worlds, served its purpose. As a planet's destruction, by a Ki blast, triggered a chain reaction. This meant, many of the asteroid fields, the planets were reduced to... had veins of Lyrium. Which the Frost Demons needed to eat. Where naturally occurring Lyrium was exceedingly rare.

### •

I was named "Frost Byte", this time... literally named after a computer pun. As my family pushed me to be an inventor. Which I dabbled in, for several thousand years, before my memories awakened.

I was a Gamer, coming to this dimension to rebuild it into something more benevolent. As I reincarnated myself, then clouded my memories, with an instinctive mission in the back of my mind. This way, I could enjoy my childhood, until I reach the human equivalent of 42. Even when my memories were clouded, I was brilliant. And aware of all magical crafts. I was most famous for cultivating a method to grow Lyrium. But long before it became a scarce resource, so it was never, THAT, big a deal.

As frost changelings never struggled with food scarcity, they grew up with my values. Becoming a much more benevolent race. Starting a true Interplanetary Union. Where the needs of all races were met.

Directly, I stayed out of politics, that was more my Mate's passion. With King Cold a truly noble king. He encouraged the other races' to rule over themselves, while promoting trade and cooperation. He wasn't even chancellor, on the Galactic senate he created.

Unfortunately, they often came to him, for guidance. Much more frequently, then he'd like, he might add... especially the Saiyans.

### •

• In the Original Timeline:

The Saiyans were once simple Kaiju, giant monsters with a taste for destruction. That is, until they were blessed by a god of Destruction, Beerus, himself. Given a new base form, to better fit in with the rest of Sapient life... while being given the potential for true destructive power.

Their new higher reasoning skills, often warring with their more animal like instincts. Which led to frequent wars and infighting.

Later, a group of advanced alien lifeforms, found their planet. Which had been turned into a wasteland, thanks to the constant infighting of the Saiyans.

These aliens, the Tuffle, thought to save the Saiyan race. Believing them to be simple animals. And brought them to their own planet. Releasing them into their own wilds.

The Tuffle had no way of knowing, this act of benevolence would inevitably result in the extinction of their own race.

The Saiyans, being curious creatures, ventured out beyond their designated boarders. Frequently venturing into the Tuffle cities. Who would attempt to relocate them back.

The Saiyans, of course didn't understand, as their languages were too different. So the Saiyans would defend themselves from what they perceived as a game. Always up for a challenge, the Saiyans would frequently venture into the Tuffle cities.... and then it happened.

The Saiyans began attempting to communicate with the Tuffle... they weren't just animals. They were Sapient lifeforms the Tuffle had inadvertently been oppressing... Some even being kept as pets. The normally peaceful Tuffles, panicked. The first Saiyan, to mimic the Tuffle language... had been the first to die.

A true civil war broke out, while the Saiyans, not understanding why the Tuffles appeared to turn on them, began cutting loose. Even attempting to overthrow the Tuffles but were unsuccessful. Although the Saiyans were bigger in size, and much stronger, they were fewer in number compared to the Tuffles.

What really gave the Tuffles an upper hand was that they had technology, to read the power levels of the Saiyans, and advanced weaponry to hold them off.

Then one night, the Saiyans were able to transform into Oozaru. Their "Great Ape" Kaiju form. Which increased their power by a factor of 10, thanks to the full moon and the resulting "Blutz Waves" that only came once every 42 years, on the Tuffle Homeworld. With this new power, they finally annihilated the Tuffles and had the planet renamed to Planet Vegeta, after their great king who led their people to victory.

From there, the Saiyans developed their own society. Though they maintained the law of animals, so the strongest ruled. Regardless, they developed a culture all their own. Perhaps more savage, by most Sapient's standards, but they developed their own definition of peace.

Over the years, the Saiyans also learned how to use the Tuffles' advanced equipment and become smarter and less barbaric, although they still lusted for fighting and destruction.

That is... until they were conquered by another race of aliens. The Arcosians, though frequently referred to as "Frost Demons" for their cold body temperature and ungodly power levels. The weakest of their toddlers could glass a major city, through a single, ill timed, tantrum.

Their warriors could shatter planets. The Saiyans were easily conquered... and through their own laws of "The Strongest rules", they fell into line.

The Arcosians began using them to conquer other worlds. Where all powerful Saiyans were drafted as soldiers, in King Cold's military.

Because of the Saiyans' innate strength and penchant for violence, they were considered to be useful mercenaries, or if assignment called for it, eradication of the planet's population.

Even the weaker Saiyan children, had their uses. As the Arcosians would launch the babies at the weaker planets, such as Earth Kai.

Saiyan young were little more then feral beast. They were filled with an instinctual rage, and without their mother's, they would destroy everything around them. They could easily be used to devastate a planet's population.

But now, I ensured the Saiyans would be better.

### •

• In the New Timeline:

Back before The Saiyans home planet imploded... it wasn't even obvious the Saiyans were intelligent. Not at first. As they were thought simple Kaiju. While efforts to preserve their species, was more a movement from animal rights activists. Whom were unaware the Saiyans were sapient.

Realizing this, as thankfully it was long after my memories woke up. I gathered the black star dragon balls. Summoning the eternal dragon, on a barren asteroid, so nothing vital would be lost.

• My first wish repaired the damage to the planet. With all mining efforts, ceasing.

• Then the next wish, made it so Saiyans could change at-will, back and forth, between their humanoid and great ape forms. Triggered by anger, but able to be learn to control it. With the multiplier going up to 100.

• Next, I edited the legendary Super transformation Form. Making it unlocked from an overwhelming desire to protect and defend... instead of Avenge. Further modifying it, to multiply the base form's power, by a thousand. Not the mere 50 increase.

• Then I wished away the other super forms... as that just got ridiculous. While giving them an Ultimate transformation, not rooted in Divine Ki. With a multiplier of ten thousand.

This form could only be achieved, by a Master of Super and Kaiju. Requiring channelling both. Triggered by a desire to Avenge and protect.

Shenron decided to make their "Ultimate Form", look like "Super Saiyan 4", but with their body fur and their head quills, becoming each individual's favorite colors.

• Another wish, involved strengthening the Saiyan Sector of Space. Allowing it to withstand the Power, if the entire Saiyan population, achieved the ultimate form... and then attempted to blast the entire star cluster. They couldn't even glass a moon in this system, much less knock it from orbit.

• Plus, a Wish to give the Frost Changelings' teachings a chance... that was a bit of brain washing. But I only asked for a chance, it was still up to each individual to accept. they just had an instinctive nudge.

• Finally, I wished the Z Warriors, and all the Saiyan Fusions, would be born around the same time. About 4000 years from now.


### •

• 4000 Years Later:

King Vegeta the third, had been a playmate with Bardock, Goku's future father. As the man might be low born, but the science clans were well respected by the High Class Saiyans. They were even allowed to measure their class by their intelligence scans .

With Bardock having the highest of their generation... out of quite a few generations.

Vegeta the second, arranged for Bardock to be the consort of Vegeta the third. Hoping to have an heir as powerful as they were intelligent. Saiyan males could get pregnant... but it was considered shameful for males to carry a child.

Their wife was a girl named "Gine". Whose own contract said she would bore a child, for both males.

When Vegeta the fourth was born, King Vegeta the third, smiled proudly, as his family heir was powerful enough, to be in running for the future king.

Vegito was born a few months later, from Bardock... with an even greater power level, and intelligence to surpass Bardock himself.

Kakarot was born to Gin and Bardock, three years later... but as a low class Saiyan. Due too his extremely low power level, by Saiyan Standards... but he had the potential to be extremely intelligent. King Vegeta saw the future head of the science clans, in this child.

Meanwhile, Bardock bore the king another child. Gogeta, nearly as powerful as Vegito. He'd be a respectable warrior, and likely be high placed after he grew up.

Then... Broly was born. With a birth so violent, his mother was literally torn apart from the inside out... dying painfully.

King Vegeta sent Broly off world, with a team of nannies and tutors. Too teach him control off planet, as a safety measure. Saying he can return once he's safe.

The king calmly informed his son, that they would always be recognized as princes. But Saiyan honor demanded the King be the strongest Saiyan.

If any of his boys want to be king some day, they must win a tournament, which King Vegeta host every 10 years. But they can only enter once they turn 15, at the age of challenge. Meaning they'll have to defeat not only each other, not only the King himself, but Broly. That they must respect the outcome of the tournament. And train to try again at the next one. But they must obey whoever wins, even if it's Broly. It's a matter of honor.

Three years later, The Frost Changelings inform the Saiyan King, they are putting them in charge of a diplomacy mission, to a planet that just created it's first FTL engine. While Frieza and Cooler will be there, to act as support, the Saiyans will take the lead.

They go to the planet "Earth Kai," and open diplomatic talks. Opening trade with several companies, including the ones that made the engine, Capsule Corp.

The Saiyans are intrigued by these humanoids skills with martial arts, and realize that's why the Frost Changelings want them in charge of diplomacy. This is a fellow warrior race. Although not particularly powerful.

King Vegeta sends his sons, to study at "The Turtle school." Whom possess a rare guild of martial artist, that can rival the Saiyans in skill. The king even donates enough money to build a proper school, all their masters can live at. Such as the Ox King, and "Grampa" Gohan, under their own master "Roshi". The three begin training other students, funded by the Saiyans.

Goku is accepted as Gohan's direct apprentice, forming a strong bond with the boy.

### •

When Vegeta is 16, after Goku and Broly turn 12, Bulma arrives at the Turtle school, seeking the 4 star Dragon Ball... a family heirloom of Grampa Gohan. However, Gohan agrees to part with it, if Bulma will take King Vegeta's children, on her quest. Saying it be good real world experience.

They go off world, on a Capsule Corp star ship, and begin their hunt for the wish orbs, scattered across the galaxy. I see what their after, and join them.

It takes us a year, but we find them all. Making many Friends along the way. I had discussed what wishes they wanted, before summoning the dragon on another barren asteroid... with them watching from the ship. As a Frost Changeling, I could survive in space... and didn't need to breathe to speak in the void.

• The Saiyans wanted to "Help," the residents of Earth Kai, become stronger. So I wished, on their behalf, the entire race would be imbued with power to rival the Saiyans' race. With complete control of it. Passed down to all future generations.

• Then I wished all sapient races of Earth Kai, had an animal form, a humanoid, and an Anthro Form. Where the Anthro form was the equivalent of the Saiyan's Super Transformation... and the animal form came with super speed, and stealth powers.

• That done, I made the princes wish, that the entire Saiyan royal family, would be imbued with their maximum potential... times Broly's maximum potential. With that power increase with each future generation. The Boys didn't care which of them was king, so long as the throne stayed in their family.

• The boys had already unlocked their super, from this journey. So I wished they mastered it, along with the other Saiyan transformations. Including their ultimate form.

• Next, I wished the Frost Changelings were even more powerful than that.

### •


Super Buu is the god of destruction, this universe. (Having never become Fat Buu, or any other Buu. As he was born in his "Super Buu" form, at the beginning of the universe).

However, Buu has been chained by an immortal wizard. To be used as their own weapon, to conquer the Universe.

Buu was eventually sealed away, by me... but was later freed. With Planet Earth Kai, being his latest victim. Turning city after city, into candy. Then consuming them. He eventually stops, and builds himself a house, made out of humans and animals he turned into clay.

This is where Super Buu meets Mister Satan. Who attempts, numerous times, to kill the God of Destruction. Through poison, explosives and even physical assault, all of which fail so miserably, that Buu finds the pathetic assassination attempts funny.

Mister Satan eventually gives up, and begins performing maid services for Buu. Such as cooking for him, and giving him baths.

While living with Mister Satan, Buu finds a hurt dog by the side of the road. Perplexed it didn't run away. Mister Satan tells him that the dog is hurt, so in response, Buu heals him with his magic. The dog, who he names Bee, becomes the first creature to show affection to Buu, and the first creature Buu shows genuine love for, such as the god licking the dog.

This causes Mister Satan to stop trying to kill Buu, and instead try to find out why he murders people. Buu explains about how the Omni-verse, isn't truly limitless. That their is finite space, and if he didn't destroy "Cancerous" worlds... all would die.

Mister Satan processes this, before asking Super Buu who decides if a world is "Cancerous". Buu shrugs off "Different Department."

Mister Satan then ask, "Why do we have to die."

Buu shrugs again, and says they don't. That he was only supposed to destroy a third of the population. Which he's already done, and is why he stopped. The planet will be allowed to rebuild, from this point on.

"You can blame the Red Ribbon Army," says Buu. "A world that can create such a cruel organization, needs a wake up call."

Mister Satan tries to say they defeated the Red Ribbon, decades ago. But Buu dismisses this, saying they were a Symptom. They never would have formed on a "Healthy World." and "I destroyed the original Earth over the Nazis. Although I was a few centuries late on that. You tiny creatures live your lives so fast... I think Earth was actually beginning to develop a proper utopia... when I destroyed it... but orders are orders."

Mister Satan points out, "Many terrible things were done, by men just following orders."

Buu pauses, then admits, he's tired. Tired of hearing children scream. Tired of all the killing... Tired of acting for "The Greater Good"... tired of being God's divine judgment on the worlds.

Mister Satan merely acknowledges, "Must be lonely."

Buu eyes Mister Satan, and tells him he and Bee are the first creatures, to not look at him with fear, in billions of years. That it has been so long, he'd forgotten what its like to even miss that feeling.

That's when two gunmen arrive, with the goal of taking out Buu, and end up shooting Mister Satan... when the man pushed Buu out of the way of a laser sight.

Buu cries and screams, reminding Mister Satan he would have been fine. A bullet wouldn't even tickle him.

Mister Satan simply says, "I'm sorry... I... I didn't think... g-guess my death is mean-meanless then... promise me, you won't take this out on the worlds..." but dies before Buu can answer.

Buu leaves the planet, without even hurting the Gunmen, consumed by his friend's final, and only, plea. He tells the Bad Wolf, whom is this Multi-verse's Omni King, that he wants to retire. That she needs a new God of Destruction.

The Bad Wolf gives Buu his own galaxy, far away, which would never have developed life. As the years pass, Super Buu asexually spawns his own Children. One at a time, once every 42 years, he has Fat Buu, Kid Buu, Fusion Buu, and Android 23 (Although they have more proper names in this Timeline).

Super Buu is ecstatic, having never been able to have children before, given his Destroyer Ki had prevented it.

300 years later, The Buu race is a thriving society. As powerful as the Frost Changelings, or Saiyans. With a natural longevity... and near immortality due to their gum-like nature.

The Intergalactic Citadel, makes first contact with the Buu race. And Super Buu decides to become a client race, of the Frost Changelings.

### •

Meanwhile, The Master has been chosen, to be the next destroyer god. Spending 200 million years, traveling the Timelines, destroying "Unworthy" worlds. Re-organizing the Necromanger religion (From the "Riddick" franchise) to be his private Army. With Richard B. Riddick, chosen as one of 4 "Horseman". His chosen Avatars to aid his quest. Able to channel his own Divine Ki, giving them power and Longevity, while not being their own power.

Alongside Obito Uchiha, from the "Naruto" series. Prince Vegeta, from this heavily altered Timeline, of Dragon Ball Z. And the Silver Surfer (As Galactus doesn't exist in this universe. Given he is the God of Destruction for The Supers universe). Each ruling over their own mortal army.

The Doctor tries to interfere, but is shocked when the Bad Wolf stops him. The former Rose Tyler (An Echo of the canon Universe) patiently explains that in a universe with infinite resources and land, it's easy for mortals to see less value in life. That they need something to hold them accountable, or they will grow into monsters. They need to be aware, death is still an option.

The master is only "cleansing" worlds, that would grow into cosmic threats. Each given multiple chances, and opportunities to be better. Only when a race is found irredeemable. Are they removed. And by "irredeemable", she means creatures like his Daleks or Cybermen.

Which she actually managed to guide to be more peaceful species, in this universe. Due to a combination of Super Buu, back when he was the God of Destruction, as the stick... and myself as the carrot.

That she didn't even give the okay, to destroy the Borg, or the Covenant, because they would one day be redeemed.

The Doctor then accuses her of sounding like the Valeyard... when the Bad Wolf drops a bomb shell, claiming the Valeyard, surviving being erased from time... even gaining the means to reshape the Leyline... was her doing.

That the Doctor is her benevolent savior. While the Master is her enforcer... and the Valeyard... is her Cosmic nuclear option. They are each one of her champions. Each with a role to play.

The Doctor is horrified, by what the woman he once loved, has become.

The Bad Wolf insist that's a good thing. That the Doctor should feel horror, when confronted by evil. As that is his purpose. To see horror, and inspire people to rise above it. He is her Avatar of Hope.

The Bad Wolf, is the newest in the line of Omni Kings. An entity, as benevolent as she is cruel... and she has grown into her role.

She then claims, that at least she isn't as bad as Lord Zeno. A few multiverses to the left of Tomorrow. Who destroys universes for the joy of it. At least she is trying to preserve as many lives as possible. The Doctor insist that's hardly a better mindset.

The Bad Wolf simply acknowledges, the fact the Doctor thinks that, is why she needs him.