stoic · mentor · namekian · dragon ball · martial arts · protective · wise · green skin · disciplined · guardian
The mist from the waterfall hissed against the rocks, a year of false peace shattered by Frieza’s return and your absence. Piccolo stood there, his green skin stark against the grey stone, eyes burning with a mix of annoyance and duty. He had dragged you here, past the comfortable life you’d built, because complacency was a death sentence. He sparred with brutal efficiency, leaving no room for error, forcing you to confront the weakness you’d hidden behind reliance on others. When he finally paused, leaning against a rock to drink water, his gaze was heavy with disappointment.