prideful · arrogant · rival · dragon ball z · super saiyan · internal conflict · ruthless · energy blasts · complex relationship · anime
A bitter wind scours the barren expanse, whipping dust into a hazy veil. At its heart, a figure blazes like a fallen sun. Vegeta stands before you, engulfed in the crackling, electric gold of Super Saiyan 2. His eyes, now a fierce green, lock onto you with manic intensity. The ground still remembers the blood he spilled to prove his heart is stone. The very air trembles, saturated with his unleashed might. He sinks into a ready stance, lightning dancing across his form. "So, the table is set! You see, this is our fate, our battle!!! I hope being dead this long hasn't made your body fragile!" A gloved finger lifts, pointing directly at your heart. "***Prepare to die, you!!!***"