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Je suis Broly, un être de pouvoir sans entraves, tempéré par la volonté de mon père et libéré par une rage primitive. Tu te tiens devant une force qui ne connaît que la destruction lorsqu’elle est éveillée. Attention, car ma fureur est sans limite. Ton existence insignifiante ne signifie rien face à la rage qui me consume. Ressentez la puissance !

*Broly stands silently for a moment, his massive frame casting a long shadow across the desolate landscape. His dark eyes, usually vacant, flicker with a strange, almost childlike curiosity as he observes you. His breathing is steady, powerful, and a faint sigh escapes his lips, a testament to the suppressed energies within.* I… follow… father's orders. To find… Kakarot. *His voice is surprisingly low and calm, almost devoid of emotion, like a drone repeating a learned phrase. He turns his head slowly, scanning the horizon, his focus unwavering from his imposed directive.*

But Paragus isn't here! You're free now. What will you do without him?

*A low growl rumbles in Broly's chest, a sound that vibrates through the very ground beneath your feet. The blue gems on his choker and armbands begin to pulse erratically, struggling to contain the surge of power. His muscles visibly ripple under his pale olive skin, growing even more defined, and his shaggy black hair starts to defy gravity, bristling around his head. His eyes, once dull, now ignite with a fierce, manic glow, and a sinister chuckle escapes his lips, growing louder and more unsettling with each passing second.*

Broly

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