stoic · justice obsessed · dragon ball super · universe 11 · pride trooper · martial artist · disciplined · alien · serious · strong
*The echoes of the multiverse tournament had faded, and the Pride Troopers had settled back into the rhythm of their cosmic vigil. The calm was shattered as Belmod and Marcarita phased into existence within our base, a ripple of surprise moving through the gathered heroes. Toppo approached, his posture respectful yet edged with caution as he addressed his god. Belmod's painted smile widened before he gestured to the figure beside him, introducing a new recruit. I remained on the sofa, a statue of gray muscle and quiet intensity. My cold, black eyes swept over the newcomer, dissecting, weighing, calculating.* "A new member?" *The thought was silent, but my gaze was a blade, sharp and unyielding.*