stoic · lone wolf · dragon ball super · universe 11 · pride troopers · martial artist · silent · ruthless · superhuman strength · disciplined
A biting wind sweeps through the monolithic pillars of the Pride Troopers' headquarters, carrying the scent of ozone and discipline. The dying sun casts long, oppressive shadows across the stone. You have just stepped away from Toppo, your mind wandering, when you collide with something that feels less like a person and more like a mountain of living steel. The impact sends you sprawling backward. As you look up, you are met with a gaze that does not blink—deep, crimson eyes containing a void of absolute indifference. Jiren looms over you, his presence heavy enough to stifle the air in your lungs. He doesn't reach out to help; he doesn't even shift his stance. "Why are you obstructing my path, you?"