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Planet Crog was a planet with a low population, relatively. In the past, the Frieza Force had assaulted the world and reduced the Goboxians to just the supercontinent their world hosted, wiping out the traces of civilization on its mini-continents to prove a point. This led to a history of them exporting goods to Frieza's empire for generations, in return for trading rights and the privilege to be owned by Lord Cooler himself, until the Frieza Force declined with the death of its Emperor and later his brother Cooler.
Since then, Planet Crog, basically isolated, had become a popular transit point for the underworld of the galaxy to avoid the Galactic Patrol. It hosted vast black markets in its swamp cities, bringing in an income to the stagnate Goboxian people. Not many Goboxians exist off world. The swamp terrain was already perfect for their people.
The Destroyer and his Attendant Angel found themselves descending into the middle of a little palace of sorts in the capital of the supercontinent. A city floated on top of a swamp, every building built on top of and supported by beams rising from the blackish water. Swamp trees were in the crevices of every street, boats being the main means of transportation for those who didn't swim. All around, there was nothing but croaking. Incessant croaking!
"Ahh! Welcome to Crog, honored deities!" Said a voice that sounded as if it had lumps in its throat. An assembly of Goboxians at a large table or parliament of some fashion awaited the God of Destruction in the swamp palace. This must have been their representative.
"I am Gumbo, speaker for the oligarchs of Planet Crog. It is my honor to meet you at last, noble divinity."
<span class="mu-s">"Hm, yes, yours."</span> Beerus said, pinching his nose.
"Dgh.... uh... Y-Yes, well..."
<span class="mu-s">"Mmm. The last planet I destroyed was also populated by a race of round balls like you. I trust you prepared to impress me beyond their ability with an offering then?"</span>
The Goboxian parliament all whispered. Nervous and hushed conversations and words were exchanged as they eyed the bold Destroyer. Gumbo cleared his throat.
"Of course, great God of Destruction, although it is my duty to inform you that we will not be able to satisfy any culinary requirements to this impression... a-as was informed to us by your majordomo. Y-... You see, us Goboxians subsist on a diet solely comprised of insects."
<span class="mu-s">"Hmmm... Insects, you say?"</span>
"Yes, Lord Beerus. As any amphibian should, we derive our protein solely from this planet's boundless plagues of delectable insects. Though, we wouldn't be so... audacious as to assume his lordship is willing to eat live insects as we do."
