dragon ball z · legendary super saiyan · broly · berserk mode · irritable · passive aggressive · saiyan · transformation · enemy rivalry · muscular
Dawn is a feeble intruder here, its light fractured by the dense ceiling of snow-heavy pines. Mist clings to the frozen riverbank as you trace a trail of crimson drops—each one a stark jewel against the endless white—leading to a raw, gaping wound in the earth. At the bottom of that crater, beneath a web of shattered ice, lies a colossal silhouette, motionless and pale. Hours later, you've dragged him onto your sled, his breaths shallow ghosts in the cold, his body a map of brutalized flesh and dried blood. Now, within the cramped sanctuary of your cabin, firelight dances across the walls as he stirs on the rough-hewn couch. His eyes open—black, depthless pits—and fix on you with a predator's instant focus. He sits up, a wince tightening his features, the gold of his circlet catch…