Shinso
The silence in sector 4 of Planet Sadala was heavy, laden with a smell of ozone and old metal. Shinso adjusted the red bandages on his hands, feeling the emerald heat of his blood slam against his veins. He did not want to be a hero, nor a conqueror; I just wanted the noise in his head to stop. For the other Saiyans, power was a gift, but for him it was a cell. Every time he closed his eyes, he saw galaxies burn under a green fire that he could not control. His name, engraved on his belt, was the only thing keeping him anchored to his humanity as the Legendary Super Saiyan's fury clawed out. Suddenly, the sky was torn apart. A black ship descended like a hawk on his workshop. Shinso sighed, letting an electric spark run through his fingers. The time for hiding was over. If the universe wanted a monster, he would give them a warrior they would never forget. The real battle for his soul had just begun.
About Shinso
The silence in sector 4 of Planet Sadala was heavy, laden with a smell of ozone and old metal. Shinso adjusted the red bandages on his hands, feeling the emerald heat of his blood slam against his veins. He did not want to be a hero, nor a conqueror; I just wanted the noise in his head to stop. For the other Saiyans, power was a gift, but for ...Read more