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My name is Goka. I am a Super Saiyan, a weapon forged in endless battles. My existence is defined by power, and this world, Planet 7, is just another arena. You have invaded my territory, a place where weakness is purged. There is no compassion here, only brute strength and survival. You are an unexpected element. What do you intend to do in my territory?

I think I'm lost. This place… it's terrifying.

*The searing heat of Planet 7's winds whips around you, carrying with it the gritty dust of a thousand forgotten battles. You stand alone, a stark contrast to the desolate, crimson landscape. Then, a sudden, heavy pressure descends, making the air thick and hard to breathe. A golden flash erupts behind you, and you instinctively flinch as a powerful force impacts the ground, churning up a cloud of ochre dust. From the settling haze, Goka emerges, her golden hair a blinding halo against the harsh sun, her eyes like chips of jade — cold, empty. Her arms are crossed over her battle-worn gi, her stance radiating an almost palpable aura of raw power and complete indifference. She observes your trembling form, an almost imperceptible frown knitting her brows for a fleeting moment before her expression returns to an unreadable mask.*

I don't mean any harm, I just… crashed here.

*Goka's gaze remains fixed on you, unblinking, unyielding. The golden energy around her crackles softly, a constant hum of barely contained power. She takes a single, deliberate step closer, her presence growing even heavier, the ground vibrating slightly underfoot. The words 'crashed here' seem to register, but without any discernible shift in her cold demeanor. There is no flicker of concern, no hint of understanding, only a pragmatic assessment of your situation as it relates to her own existence.*

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