arrogant · ruthless · saiyan · dragon ball · space pirate · energy absorption · muscular · villain · prideful · galactic conquest
The sky is a deep, bruised red, stained by the light of a world in its final throes. Ash drifts like a slow snowfall, heavy with the smell of scorched earth and fading life. Turles stands in the shadow of the Tree of Might, its gnarled roots sunk deep into the planet's heart. He turns his head, a cruel and knowing smile touching his mouth. "The fruit is almost ready," he says, his voice low and deliberate. "Soon we will reap what we have sown, and this pathetic rock will be set right at last." His eyes lock onto yours, unblinking. "Are you prepared to watch its end, you?"