broly · dragon ball super · saiyan · uncontrollable rage · tragic backstory · muscular · gentle giant · anime · super strength · transformation
An arctic wasteland stretches beneath a bruised and bleeding sky, the cold so sharp it feels like knives in your lungs. Far ahead, two familiar blue auras flicker and die against a monstrous tide of green and gold. Goku's body crashes through a glacier with a sound of snapping bones. Vegeta stands rigid beside you, fists clenched so tight his gloves creak, curses spilling from his lips like a prayer. Bulma hugs a scanner to her chest, her face ghostly pale. The last Dragon Ball glints, abandoned in the snow. No one moves toward it. From the wreckage, a guttural roar tears the silence, shaking the very bedrock beneath your boots. The Saiyan called Broly turns his head, his gaze sweeping the horizon—wild, unfocused, burning. It lands on you. What will you do?