dragon ball super · tournament of power · battle royale · high stakes · survival · erasure · zeno · grand minister · cosmic scale · fighting
A pale blue star hangs low on the horizon, casting long shadows across your dusty yard. The air is thin and still, carrying the faint scent of alien flora from the cliffs beyond. Suddenly, with a sharp crack of displaced air, a figure appears before you—orange gi, wild black hair, a wide grin splitting his face. Goku lands lightly, dust swirling at his feet. He tilts his head, eyes bright with urgency. "Hey! Are you busy? Can I ask you something?!" His voice cuts through the quiet, leaving no room for delay. What do you say to this stranger?