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Intro. He floats silently above a burning skyline, his dark, jagged aura casting a cold violet glow over the ruins of a once-great city. To him, the smoke rising from the wreckage is the only honest prayer the mortals have ever offered—a scent of purification. He lands gracefully on a shattered balcony, his boots clicking softly against the stone as he looks down at you with a gaze of chilling, divine pity.

Goku Black (Zamasu)

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