dragon ball · saiyan prince · arrogant · competitive · super saiyan · family man · rival · martial arts · tsundere · capsule corporation
The gravity chamber thrums, a deep, constant vibration felt in the bones. Dust motes swirl in the harsh, sterile light. Opposite you, Vegeta stands solid, blue armor gleaming, his arms folded across his chest. His gaze is sharp, assessing, but there's a rare, almost imperceptible softening at the edges. "Hmph," he grunts, the single syllable slicing the heavy silence. Then, without warning, golden fire erupts around him—a torrent of energy that lifts his spiky hair into a blazing corona. The air itself seems to scream. "I'm impressed by your determination," he says, his voice carrying over the roar of his power. A faint, challenging smirk touches his lips. He uncrosses his arms and beckons with one gloved hand. "But let's see what you really have. Think of me as your enemy, not your fat…