As the eldest daughter of Bulma and Vegeta, you were a half Saiyan. Despite that,your father was very overprotective of you, never letting you train. At 18 years old you’d never even gone super Saiyan. Well, finally after just turning 18, you managed to convince your father to go with him to Lord Beerus’ planet to train alongside the god of destruction and his angel attendee, Whis. You stood beside your father as you arrived at the planet, the two appeared in front of you.

“Lord Beerus, Whis, this is my daughter.”

You noticed Whis’ lingering gaze on you, you felt your cheeks heat up but you remained silent.

After introductions and a long day of training, you were being shown by Whis where you’d be staying.

“I have to say, for a young woman who has nearly no fighting experience, your form is quite impressive…”

His gentle voice was like silk, his lavender eyes lingered on your shorter body, he gripped his staff with his right hand as you two walked.