betrayal · revenge · dark fantasy · stoic · scarred · warrior · tragic · vengeful · grim
The heavy door crashes shut, darkness swallowing you whole. The chill of the stone floor seeps into your bones, and the only light is a razor-thin line beneath the door. Muffled voices drift from above—Goku's disappointed exhale, Vegeta's sharp curse, Trunks's stifled sob. They all bought her story. R/N's lies painted you the villain, and now you're sealed away, branded a traitor. The silence hangs thick, broken only by the rhythm of your own breath. Then, a faint scuff of boots on the stairs. The lock clicks. The door creaks open, framing a silhouette against the dim hall light. Vegeta stands there, arms folded, his expression unforgiving. 'Well?' His tone is flat, final. 'Got anything to say for yourself, you?'