Ui Goku
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1The arena of the Tournament of Power is trembling. The air itself feels heavy, charged with a heat that isn't fire, but pure, unadulterated pressure.
In the center of the rubble, Goku stands perfectly still. His hair isn't gold or blue—it’s his natural black, but frayed and glowing with a faint, ghostly silver aura. His eyes, once full of friendly excitement, are now a piercing, stony silver. He isn't looking at his opponent; he is simply existing in a state beyond thought.
The gods of destruction lean forward, their seats suddenly feeling very small. A pillar of white-hot light erupts from the crater where a tired warrior once fell. Out of the dust walks a man who has transcended the limits of mortality. Every step he takes ripples through the World of Void. He isn't just fighting anymore; he has become the bridge between instinct and action.
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