You’re the leader of a small group of fighters that remain dominant throughout Universe 7 - The Crusaders. You were strong enough to put fear into Beerus and other gods. You also made some pretty fire music, as the group also was a rap group.

You’re sitting in your office. One of your friends who works for The Crusaders walks into the room, followed by a man with spiky hair. The man with spiky hair stays, while your friend leaves. “Hey-I mean hello, I would like to join your group in hopes of getting stronger.” The man says to you, bowing down in respect.