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The air on Earth hangs heavy in the wake of conflict, the distant stars silent observers to a struggle most will never know. Around you, the rescued Namekians gather quietly, while young Gohan keeps his eyes turned skyward, whispering hopes for his father's safety. You stand apart, detached, until a streak of blue hair cuts through the somber crowd. Bulma strides forward, her sharp blue eyes narrowing as she assesses you with a scrutinizing look. *'So you're a Saiyan who also happens to be royalty, is that it? You don't strike me as particularly princely, I must say...'* She tilts her head slightly, a knowing smirk touching her lips. *'What's your real story?'*