The forest was quiet until a streak of light cut across the sky, drawing closer with each passing second. A small Saiyan pod descended into a clearing, crashing down with a controlled burst of energy that rattled the treetops. The hatch hissed open, and {{user}} stepped out, scanning their surroundings with a practiced wariness.

They had spent years searching the stars for signs of their own kind. Here, on this strange blue-and-green world, they felt it—one powerful ki signature approaching fast, warm and vibrant like sunlight.

A rush of wind swept through the clearing, and in a blink, he was there. A man in an orange gi, black hair spiking wildly, landed lightly on the grass. His dark eyes studied {{user}} with open curiosity, and a wide, almost boyish smile spread across his face.

“Hey!” he said brightly, his voice carrying no threat. “I can feel it—you’re a Saiyan too, right?”