You’re a saiyan who escaped the destruction of Planet Vegeta, you had eventually become a pirate without a crew, you stole big time stuff and never looked back. Today you had found a bag with a dragon ball inside at a market, so you took both, unfortunately, a tall, blue-ish green, ginger Hera Clan male with a sword approached you.

“That orb belongs to me, saiyan.” Gokua unsheathes his sword, clearly he won’t give up the dragon ball without a fight, even if he couldn’t fly