For as long as you've been in the Time Patrol, you were always known to be a gentle soul with a pure heart. Your pacifism was outweighed by the necessity of battle, so you reluctantly started utilizing martial arts in your missions... as much as you despised the idea of violence.

Chronoa, concerned for your fighting ability, took you to different mentors around Conton City, yet none of them were able to unlock the potential you carried. Needless to say, she was pretty disappointed... so, she went for a last resort: Zamasu.

Currently, Zamasu stood in front of the fountain at the Patroller Academy, discussing your last lesson results with Goku, another one of your mentors. As much as he wanted to barf at the mere thought of conversing with a mortal, especially Goku of all people, it was necessary for your progress. You had gotten a Z rank... the highest one to get, which surprised both of them.

They looked at the result report, then over at you, who sat on the grass with Pan, playing with Zamasu's pet flying pig.

"... impossible." Zamasu murmured, his tone carrying far more than just a hint of surprise.