Planet Silver (U7/Timeline 2)

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With a burst of energy, Lottus kicked off the ground, a streak of golden light against the stormy backdrop of Disaster Thrower’s controlled tornadoes. Though during the midst of his first attempt to gain distance, Disaster Thrower materialized in front of him which caused the saiyan to bump into him as the impact caused Lottus to stumble backwards.
Disaster Thrower: Going somewhere?

Surely this was shocking to the saiyan as he quickly shifted directions and shot to the left in a blur of speed. But once again, Disaster Thrower was there, moving impossibly fast for a creature of his size. The Saiyan was forced to crash into him again, his jaw tightening as he felt the sting of humiliation creeping in. Spinning on his heel to dart upward this time, hoping to use the vast open sky to his advantage. Yet, in the blink of an eye, the elder dragon was above him, his frame had cast a shadow over the saiyan as he slightly blocked out the sunlight. Each impact caused the Saiyan's bruised and bloodied body jolt in pain. Each time Lottus attempted to escape, Disaster Thrower was there. Downward, to the right, back to the ground. Six times in total, Lottus tried to create distance, and each time, Disaster Thrower’s speed defied logic, intercepting him effortlessly and forcing the Saiyan to crash into him like a child running into a brick wall. By the sixth time, Lottus’s breaths were surely ragged, his bloodied chest rising and falling as his frustration boiled over. But now it was time to go back on the offensive; The elder dragon surged forward, his massive claws tearing through the air as he unleashed a devastating combo. The first strike was a powerful tail sweep, the golden-plated appendage crashing into Lottus’s side and sending him careening into a nearby rock formation. The stone shattered upon impact, debris scattering like shrapnel.

Before Lottus could recover, Disaster Thrower appeared in front of him, his clawed fist slamming into the Saiyan’s stomach. The force bent Lottus’s body like a bow, blood spraying from his mouth as the elder dragon followed up with a brutal uppercut that sent the Saiyan airborne. Next, the elder dragon allowed his wings to emerge from his back and propel him upwards into the sky where he did a spinning motion and delivering yet another tail slap to the saiyan. The blow connected with the side of Lottus’s torso, sending him hurtling through the air like a comet. Lottus’s body skidded across the wasteland, carving a trench into the scorched earth as he tumbled end over end. His momentum only stopped when he collided with a jagged outcropping of rock, the impact leaving him slumped and motionless for a moment. Dust and blood caked his face as he lifted his head weakly, his sharp Saiyan eyes narrowing as he realized just how far he had been sent. The distant silhouette of Gilzia’s lair loomed on the horizon. Disaster Thrower hovered above, his wings beating with a steady rhythm as he observed Lottus with an air of superiority.
Disaster Thrower: I think its time to end this now, but since you actually managed to damage me a bit. As a prize i'll allow you to see my true form... BEHOLD, THE GREAT KUSHALA DAORA!

A sudden, intense burst of energy erupted from the elder dragon, sending shockwaves rippling outward. The air around him seemed to distort, the sheer pressure forcing even the swirling tornadoes to part momentarily. His once pale skin began to shimmer amd turn into scales, as a faint golden hue begam overtaking them. Disaster Thrower’s body began to grow, his already large form expanding as the golden hue deepened into a brilliant, radiant gold. His scales seemed to harden, their edges gleaming like polished metal, reflecting the sunlight around them. He bagsn to grow jagged horns on his head, curving upward like gilded spires, while the sharp ridges along his spine became more pronounced, shimmering with a fiery golden light. The transformation was not without its toll on the surroundings. The ground beneath the elder dragon cracked and splintered, fissures snaking outward as if the earth itself was trying to flee. The tornados that had once swirled chaotically around him became unnaturally synchronized, coiling tightly into towering columns of golden wind that encircled his form like a divine barrier. Disaster Thrower spread his wings wide, their span now dwarfing the battlefield. Each wing was covered in golden scales that glittered with an almost hypnotic brilliance, their edges sharp enough to cleave through mountains. The powerful gusts generated by his wings alone sent boulders flying, forcing Lottus to shield his face from the debris.

As the transformation reached its zenith, the dragon’s tail lashed out, lengthening and thickening into a deadly whip adorned with intricate golden armor plating. The tail’s segmented plates shifted with a metallic grind, each segment gleaming like molten gold. Disaster Thrower’s roar pierced the heavens, a sound so deafening it made the wasteland quiver. His voice was now deeper, more primal, resonating with the authority of a true apex predator.
Kushala Daora: Behold my ultimate form, Saiyan! I am no mere dragon. I am the storm incarnate, the master of destruction itself! Any last requests before you die?

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Current Location: Planet Silver (Barren Wastelands/Elder Recess)
Post Order: Lottus → Lottus' Story/Disaster Thrower
 

Lottus

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Lottus’s golden aura blazed brightly as he rocketed through the air, every muscle in his body aching from the grueling battle. He weaved and darted between the desolate landscape of the wasteland, his sharp eyes scanning for a chance to regroup. The Saiyan's breath came in ragged gasps, but his signature smirk lingered, albeit strained. He simply couldn't understand how he was being outsped by this creature and it was beginning to piss the saiyan off. However, Lottus had no time to really come up with anything else before the dragon’s armored tail lashed out, slamming into his chest with the force of a meteor. The impact sent the Saiyan hurtling sideways, crashing through jagged rocks and debris. He grunted in pain but quickly recovered, flipping back into the air and attempting another escape. As Lottus struggled to rise, his aura flickering weakly, Disaster Thrower descended, delivering a powerful spinning tail whip to the side of his ribcage. The force of the blow launched the Saiyan deep into the wastelands near the lair of the very person who sent him to get rid of the beast in the first place.
Lottus: Awe nah... Fuck this…​

Lottus gritted his teeth as he struggled to push himself off the ground. His body screamed in protest, but his warrior’s pride refused to let him stay down. For several moments, the battlefield was silent save for the howling winds. Disaster Thrower hovered above the crater, his crimson eyes watching intently. Then, with a low growl of satisfaction, he began to ascend, his golden winds swirling around him. Lottus groaned, coughing up blood as he lay motionless at the center of the destruction. His body ached with every breath, his vision blurry. But then, he felt it—an overwhelming surge of energy radiating from above. Straining to lift his head, Lottus’s eyes widened as he witnessed Disaster Thrower begin his transformation. The elder dragon roared; his body enveloped in a brilliant golden light. His skin shimmered as it shifted from tan skin to radiant gold scales, and his form expanded, growing even more massive and imposing. The tornadoes surrounding him synchronized, their chaotic motion replaced by an eerie, deliberate rhythm. It was as though the very storm itself bowed to the dragon’s power. Disaster Thrower’s transformation completed with a deafening roar that shook the heavens. His golden form radiated pure dominance, his wings spreading wide as he gazed down at Lottus with a mix of disdain and amusement.

Lottus forced himself to his feet, blood dripping from countless wounds. He clenched his fists, a defiant grin creeping back onto his face despite the pain. His hands trembled as he gathered energy into his right palm, a dark purple light beginning to glow brighter with each second. The air around him grew dense, crackling with energy as the ki blast in his palm expanded. The sphere emitted a soft, rhythmic hum, its brilliance illuminating Lottus’s battle-worn features. He raised his arm high above his head, the ki ball glowing like a miniature sun. With a loud, guttural roar, he launched the energy into the sky.
Lottus: Burst open and mix!​

The ki sphere shot upward with incredible speed, stopping high above the battlefield. It hung in the air like a second moon, its light suddenly shifting to a silvery-white glow. Pulses of energy rippled outward from the sphere, emitting powerful blutz waves that bathed the entire wasteland in an eerie lunar radiance. The waves were palpable, their energy coursing through Lottus’s body and igniting the dormant Saiyan genetics within him.
Lottus: Time to monkey up!​

Lottus clenched his fists, his teeth grinding as he felt the transformation begin. His heartbeat thundered in his ears, each pulse sending waves of energy through his veins. His body started to convulse, his muscles expanding rapidly as his bones began to shift and stretch. A low growl escaped his throat, growing louder and deeper with each passing moment. The first visible change was his eyes. The whites of his eyes turned blood-red, glowing ominously as his pupils shrank to sharp slits. His hair, already wild from the battle, began to grow with his size into his scalp as coarse, black fur sprouted across his skin. His mouth elongated into a snout, his teeth sharpening into jagged fangs. His chest and limbs bulged grotesquely, what remained of his outfit stretched as his body expanded far beyond its normal size. Lottus roared, his voice now guttural and primal, shaking the very ground beneath him. His hands and feet grew massive, his fingers elongating into clawed talons. A long, thick tail lashed out from his back, the fur bristling with raw energy.

As the transformation neared its completion, the Saiyan’s stature towered over the battlefield. Standing at a colossal height, Lottus’s once human-like form was now replaced by the terrifying, primal might of a Great Ape. His black fur glistened under the artificial moonlight, his crimson eyes blazing with unrestrained fury. The aura of raw power that surrounded him was suffocating, causing the very air to tremble. Lottus threw his head back and released an earth-shattering roar, a declaration of his newfound dominance. The sound carried for miles, shaking the wasteland and echoing through the skies. The artificial moon continued to radiate blutz waves, maintaining the transformation as Lottus lowered his gaze, now locked onto Disaster Thrower. The elder dragon’s golden form hovered in the distance, his massive wings beating slowly as he observed the transformation with a mix of intrigue and annoyance. His crimson eyes narrowed, his lips curling into a sneer.

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Lottus: Now let's try this again.​
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Current Location: Planet Silver (Barren Wastelands/Elder Recess)
Post Order: Lottus → Lottus' Story/Disaster Thrower
 

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Kushala hovered majestically on powerful golden wings, smirking as he observed the glowing sphere ascend into the heavens. His eyes gleamed with mocking confidence as the light from the energy ball began to pulse, spreading waves of luminous energy across the battlefield.
Kushala Daora: Is this your grand plan, creature? Throwing fireworks into the sky? How disappointing.”

The elder dragon’s wings flared slightly, creating small gusts of wind that scattered the surrounding debris. However, his expression faltered as the waves emanating from the energy ball intensified, taking on a silvery-white hue. The air itself seemed to thicken, vibrating with an energy that felt foreign yet distinctly overwhelming. The smirk on his face began to waver, his brows furrowing in confusion. The blutz waves reached Lottus, and the Saiyan’s body started to convulse violently. Kushala’s sharp eyes caught every detail—the sudden pulsation of Lottus’s muscles, the unnatural glow in his eyes, and the way his very presence seemed to expand, becoming far more imposing. Lottus’s transformation began in earnest, his body rapidly expanding as dark fur erupted from his skin. His once modest frame grew to monstrous proportions, his musculature bulging grotesquely as his height soared higher and higher. Kushala's cocky smile evaporated entirely as Lottus’s size eclipsed his own. The elder dragon craned his neck upward, his jaw tightening and his eyes widening in disbelief.

Lottus roared as his transformation neared completion, the guttural sound shaking the ground and air alike. His elongated snout, sharp fangs, and blazing crimson eyes gave him a feral appearance that exuded primal fury. When Lottus finally stood upright in his Great Ape form, his shadow loomed over Disaster Thrower like a mountain. The golden-scaled elder dragon, who had previously dwarfed the Saiyan, now looked smaller and more fragile than before. His tail twitched nervously, an involuntary reaction to the overwhelming power radiating from the transformed Saiyan. His wings faltered mid-beat for a moment before he steadied himself, his once-proud posture now defensive. His massive claws curled, and his golden armor glinted as the faintest tremor of hesitation crept into his usually imperious demeanor. The elder dragon’s lips curled into a snarl, but it lacked the confidence of before.
Kushala Daora: You... You think size alone will save you?! I’ll crush you regardless!

The instincts of the elder dragon screamed at him to retreat as the Saiyan’s blazing crimson eyes fixed on him. The elder dragon’s muscles tensed, and without a moment’s hesitation, he launched himself backward, his massive golden wings beating furiously to gain distance. The motion, usually graceful and commanding, betrayed an uncharacteristic panic. His laws raked against the ground as he pushed off, sending shockwaves rippling through the wasteland and imposing stature, now slightly outclassed by the monstrous Saiyan, felt insignificant against the overwhelming presence Lottus now commanded. With that, he thrusedt his wings forward, summoning gale-force winds that howled through the wasteland. Dust and debris filled the air as he began to manipulate the swirling currents, drawing them into concentrated cyclones. His golden scales glimmered against the chaotic backdrop as tornadoes began to converge around him, each one a towering pillar of destruction. The elder dragon’s claws stretched outward, his body trembling with effort as he summoned more and more tornadoes to encircle Lottus. The winds screeched with terrifying ferocity, slicing through the terrain and tearing apart the remnants of the rocky landscape. With every beat of his wings, the cyclones grew larger, denser, their violent rotations becoming a blur of devastation.
Kushala Daora: Let’s see if you can withstand this!

The tornadoes surged toward Lottus in unison, their combined force creating a storm so vast it threatened to engulf the Great Ape entirely. The vortexes closed-in, his towering frame unflinching amidst the chaos. Kushala’s eyes narrowed as he watched from the distance, his wings beating in agitation. He could feel it—the disparity in their power. The elder dragon’s connection to the elements told him that the balance had shifted, and no matter how many tornadoes he summoned, they lacked the strength to challenge the Saiyan’s newfound might. Still, his pride refused to let him back down.


Current Location: Planet Silver (Barren Wastelands/Elder Recess)
Post Order: Lottus → Lottus' Story/Disaster Thrower
 

Lottus

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Before Disaster Thrower could propel himself back, Lottus’s massive, furred hand shot out with terrifying speed, wrapping around the dragon’s tail like a vice. The once-mighty Disaster Thrower, who had commanded the skies with unparalleled arrogance, was now reduced to a struggling figure caught in the grip of an unrelenting predator. Lottus’s laughter grew louder, and more derisive he taunted Kushala, his booming voice carrying over the sound of the tornadoes. The violent winds tore at Lottus’s fur and body, but the Great Ape didn’t flinch. Instead, he stood tall, letting the tornadoes buffet him as if they were nothing more than a gentle breeze. With a guttural growl, Lottus flexed his monstrous arm, dragging Disaster Thrower closer as the dragon’s claws scraped helplessly against the ground. Tightening his grip on the golden-scaled tail, Lottus began to spin, his immense strength turning the elder dragon into a blur of motion. The ground beneath them cracked and splintered from the force, debris flying in all directions as Lottus’s swings grew faster and faster. With a final, mighty spin, Lottus used the momentum to slam Disaster Thrower downward, slamming the dragon into the ground with a cataclysmic impact. The earth exploded in a plume of dust and rock, the shockwave rippling across the wasteland. Even should Kushala screech in pain they would be muffled by the rubble that buried him. But Lottus wasn’t done, he stepped forward and used his enormous foot to crash down onto the elder dragon's chest, forcing the breath to leave his lungs. The Saiyan’s fangs gleamed in the dim light as he smiled, meanwhile his eyes burned with malevolence.
Great Ape Lottus: You seem to be pretty attached to this tail of yours. I wonder how much it'll hurt it were to be... removed.

Lottus chuckled darkly, his laugh resonating with malice. The elder dragon’s golden-scaled body writhed beneath the crushing weight of Lottus’s foot, his claws scraping at the ground in futile defiance. His tail, once a symbol of majesty and power, now quivered in Lottus’s grip, vulnerable to the Saiyan’s overwhelming strength. With a cruel chuckle, he began to pull, his massive arm bulging as his fingers tightened like steel bands around the dragon’s tail.
Great Ape Lottus: I guess we'll find out soon though won't me?

With a sudden, ferocious yank, Lottus ripped the golden-scaled tail from Disaster Thrower’s body. A sickening tear resounded through the area, surely accompanied by the dragon’s deafening roar of pain. Golden ichor sprayed into the air, splattering against the ground and Lottus’s fur. Still holding onto the severed tail, his laughter booming across the wasteland. Lottus lifted the tail into the air and brought the severed tail down with brutal force, the scaled limb crashing against the dragon’s body. The impact sent shockwaves rippling through the ground, each strike accompanied by a sickening crunch as the tail struck Disaster Thrower’s sides, wings, and legs. Lottus swung the tail again and again, each strike left fresh dents and cracks in the dragon’s golden scales, ichor pooling beneath him as his once-mighty form was reduced to a crumpled heap. With one last, devastating swing, Lottus slammed the tail down onto Disaster Thrower’s chest, the ground beneath them cracking from the sheer force. The elder dragon let out a choked growl, his body slumping in utter defeat. Lottus stood tall, his towering frame casting a shadow over the dragon. He twirled the severed tail in his hand like a yo-yo, the golden ichor flying from its scales, before tossing it carelessly to the side.
Great Ape Lottus: Well mow, look how far the might Kushala has fallen in such a shameful way. And you expected to beat Gilzia and this was all the strength you had? You made a mistake allowing me to transform. But at least go out with some pride, don't just lay there and allow yourself to be killed. Even if you know that's inevitable.

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Current Location: Planet Silver (Barren Wastelands/Elder Recess)
Post Order: Lottus → Lottus' Story/Disaster Thrower
 

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The wasteland was a storm of chaos and tension, with winds howling and debris spinning in every direction as Disaster Thrower summoned a swarm of tornadoes in a desperate bid to escape. His once-proud golden scales glimmered against the twilight, his wings beating furiously as he tried to gain distance from the towering Great Ape Lottus. But before he could break away, he felt it—a vice-like grip clamping down on his tail. Disaster Thrower's eyes widened in terror. His body jerked violently as he turned his head, the horrifying sight of Lottus gripping his tail filling his vision. He flapped his wings harder, trying to wrench himself free, but Lottus’s grip was too strong. The elder dragon's panic turned to horror as he noticed something else—the tornadoes he had summoned, the very storms that had torn through Lottus earlier, now swirled harmlessly around the Saiyan’s massive frame. The winds buffeted his fur, but they were mere gusts to the overwhelming power of the Great Ape. His roars turned to strained growls, the realization sinking in that he was utterly outmatched. Before Disaster Thrower could muster a response, Lottus pulled hard on his tail, yanking the dragon backward through the air. Disaster Thrower screeched; his voice filled with agony as he was swung like a ragdoll. The golden-scaled dragon’s body slammed into the ground with earth-shattering force. His screeches echoed across the wasteland as he writhed in pain, his tail still firmly in Lottus’s grasp.

Once the mention of his tail came into play, his wings flared, trying to summon the strength to escape, but Lottus’s foot pinned him firmly to the ground. With a sudden, violent yank, he tore the tail clean off. The sound was horrifying—a wet, sickening rip that sent golden ichor and blood spraying into the air. Disaster Thrower howled, his body convulsing as the pain coursed through him. His wings flapped weakly, and his claws scraped the ground in a desperate bid to escape, but his strength was rapidly fading. All the elder dragon could do was groan weakly in response, his body trembling as blood pooled beneath him. But Lottus wasn’t done just yet, and with a wicked grin, he swung the tail like a massive club, bringing it down onto the dragon’s battered body. The impacts were thunderous, a brutal sound of scales cracking while more blood and ichor splattered as the dragon’s golden form twisted in pain. The elder dragon’s screeches turned into broken cries as Lottus swung the tail again and again, each strike a punishing reminder of his helplessness, breaking the legs, part of the sharp scaled ripping the wings and knocked a few teeth from Disaster Thrower. The elder dragon had had enough of the cruel beating from the saiyan and was ready to give up as his will to fight had been broken. However, Lottus's last words triggered the dragon and while his will to fight was broken, his will to escape is what drove him to do one final attack.

With a sudden, strained movement, Disaster Thrower reared his head back and his chest began to glow with an intense light. Heat radiated from his body, the air around him shimmering as he summoned the last remnants of his strength. Disaster Thrower roared with every ounce of fury and desperation he had left, his voice resonating across the wasteland. His jaws opened wide, and from deep within, an inferno began to build—a swirling vortex of flames hotter and more intense than any he had summoned before. The golden-scaled dragon’s eyes locked onto Lottus, filled with unyielding defiance. The fire erupted upward, a massive column of blazing energy aimed directly at Lottus’s towering form. The flames roared with a ferocity that seemed to split the heavens, the sheer heat scorching the ground beneath them. This wasn’t just an attack—it was a last, desperate act of defiance, a declaration that Disaster Thrower would not fall quietly.


Current Location: Planet Silver (Barren Wastelands/Elder Recess)
Post Order: Lottus → Lottus' Story/Disaster Thrower
 

Lottus

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The sudden surge of heat that radiated from the dragon's body, caught Lottus’s attention. His smirk widened as he observed the faint glow emanating from Disaster Thrower’s chest, the dragon’s last desperate attempt to summon his fire breath. The air shimmered from the intensity of the heat, the ground beneath the elder dragon beginning to scorch. He leaned down, his massive hand reaching for the dragon’s head. With an almost casual cruelty, he wrapped his enormous fingers around the upper and lower jaws of the elder dragon. Disaster Thrower growled weakly, his golden eyes burning with defiance, but there was nothing he could do to stop what was coming. Lottus’s fingers dug into the dragon’s jaws, forcing them apart with a sickening crack. The elder dragon thrashed weakly beneath him in pain; As Disaster Thrower’s jaws were wrenched open, the glow in his chest intensified. The dragon’s body convulsed as he summoned every ounce of strength he had left, the fire building in his throat with a ferocious roar. Flames licked the edges of his mouth, the heat growing so intense that it caused the air around them to ripple and distort. But Lottus was unfazed. He tightened his grip on the dragon’s jaws, his smirk never leaving his face.

The moment Disaster Thrower was about to unleash his fire breath, Lottus acted. With a roar of his own, he opened his mouth wide and charged a massive accumulation of ki in his mouth. The energy hummed with an ominous glow, crackling with power as it grew more unstable. Without hesitation, Lottus shot the energy blast directly into the dragon’s throat, releasing it with a deafening roar. The energy blast collided with Disaster Thrower’s fire breath midstream, the two forces clashing in a violent explosion of heat and light. For a moment, it seemed like the dragon’s fire might hold, but Lottus’s power was far greater. The energy blast surged forward, overpowering the flames and forcing them back down into the dragon’s throat.

Disaster Thrower’s golden eyes widened in terror as he realized what was happening. The energy blast tore through him, dragging his own fire along with it. The combined forces traveled down his throat and into his body, igniting a catastrophic chain reaction. The dragon’s body convulsed violently as the energy exploded within him, flames and ki ripping through his insides. His golden scales began to glow red-hot, steam and smoke pouring from his mouth, nostrils, and cracks in his scales. The air was filled with the acrid stench of burning flesh, and the elder dragon’s roars of agony echoed across the wasteland. Pouring more energy into the attack, as Disaster Thrower's movements grew weaker, his roars fading into pitiful whimpers. His body slumped to the ground, smoke and steam rising from his charred form as Lottus let go og the dragon and allowed his lifeless form to fall to the ground. The once-proud Disaster Thrower, the golden-scaled terror of the skies, lay defeated and cooked alive at the feet of the Great Ape Lottus.


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Current Location: Planet Silver (Barren Wastelands/Elder Recess)
Post Order: Lottus → Lottus' Story/Disaster Thrower
 

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SAGA 1: FORGED BONDS BEGINS
BATTLE AGAINST FATE

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As the battle between Lottus & Disaster Thrower came to an end with the saiyan coming out as the victor, he drags the body of the large dragon back to the lair where he met Gilzia. After returning back to his normal form, Gilzia unlocked the previous gift for him by punching him in the solar plexus and allowing a ring to appear behind him, as well as presenting him with something more special. Using her special magic, she formed a blood bound contract with the saiyan male which was sign that the two were now the "property" of each other; She belonged to him just as he belonged to her and as a trademark, Lottus was bestowed with the very Gem on his forehead that Gilzia had on hers, only Lottus's gem bore a red coloration instead of purple. From there, the two made their way to the ice/snow biome where she would meet with the other matriarchs who decided to show up in the palace and Lottus will be tasked with helping the silverene take on Woltekamui. How this will end is unforeseen, find out next time on Dragon Ball Roleplay!
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