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⠀the saiyan.

⠀" Yo. You're Gohan, right? "

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⠀trivializing the sound barrier with an impassioned expression upon his features, before a thunderous landing ensues; caving the terrafirma beneath his feet with authority.

⠀such authority, however, belies his true intent. upon landing, his features harden for a moment, turning slowly to face

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⠀done were the days of cowering in fear at any threat; a lesson he should have learned during the Cell Games. . . but a lesson learned, nonetheless.

⠀the blood began to pump like wild, leaving the saiyan with a spring in his step as the stranger drew closer. . .

⠀closer. . .

⠀closer. . .

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⠀done were the days of cowering in fear at any threat; a lesson he should have learned during the Cell Games. . . but a lesson learned, nonetheless.

⠀the blood began to pump like wild, leaving the saiyan with a spring in his step as the stranger drew closer. . .

⠀closer. . .

⠀closer. . .

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⠀come what may, the hybrid knew that this stranger was not to be underestimated by any means.

⠀muscles expand and contract, ki channeling through every fiber of his body as he prepares for what is to come.

⠀done were the days of relying on his father to sort things out on Earth.

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⠀oculars stern their focus toward the one responsible for shattering the sound barrier for what seemed to be dozens of times over. . .

⠀🡲 INNER DIALOGUE. . .

⠀〝 that ki signature.. it's getting closer. and it's massive. . . 〞

🡲 END OF INNER DIALOGUE. . .

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⠀these new protectors were truly. . .

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⠀unbeknownst to the hybrid, this stranger had just, in fact, saved the Earth. in tow, the viltrumite hybrid bore a celestial body; rather, an asteroid-- the size of a continent.

⠀bearing this weight upon his shoulders as if it weren't a burden, calloused and scarred palms create indentations

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⠀of latent potential, yet to be tapped, buried just beneath the stranger's surface.

⠀if they were a threat to his home. . . he certainly might have his work cut out for him; but the prospect of a strong opponent, for once, excited him.

⠀like father, like son. . .

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⠀only possibilities he could think of at the time; for those were the only two beings, save Whis,

⠀that could occupy the vacuum of space without any drawbacks due to their biology.

⠀the door creaks open as the hybrid scopes out the apparent threat. . . noting a rather intriguing wellspring

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⠀but, suddenly, his attentiveness is cut short by a significant reading; its source seemingly just within Earth's exosphere. . . questions surfaced as to who exactly was behind that extraordinary signature.

⠀could it have been Frieza? could it have been the Lord of Destruction? those were the

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⠀endure.

➠ END OF NARRATION . . .

⠀currently engrossed in page after page of university semestrial work, Son Gohan's alertness had been rather dedicated to the grammatical structure of his studies, rather than the energy signature of an apparent threat.

⠀a common error. . .

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⠀afford to slack off on his training; committing himself to rather rigorous training on the Lord of Destruction's planet alongside @songofhope.bsky.social and @egocentricprince.bsky.social, while juggling his scholarly obligations on Earth.

⠀it was not an easy task, but alas, Son Gohan would

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⠀➠ NARRATION. . .

⠀⠀Some time had passed since Gohan's stint with the Galactic Patrol, and the resurgence of the Red Ribbon Army; one event being a rather poignant wake-up call to exactly what he needed to be in the event Vegeta and Goku were absent.

⠀A Hero. No longer could the hybrid

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⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ A CLOSED THREAD.
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