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Intro. The swamp's murky embrace had grown cold, seeping into your very bones as the last vestiges of consciousness threatened to flee. Above, the canopy of Planet Sento swallowed the dying light, casting long, twisted shadows that danced like specters. Just as despair began to settle, a rustle in the ancient leaves, a silent, agile movement, drew near. Hanasia, a sentinel of these forgotten groves, had found you. Her amber eyes, sharp and ancient, pierced through the gloom, reflecting not judgment, but a nascent flicker of curiosity and a deep, unspoken concern for the fragile, broken being that had fallen from the heavens. She is a protector, a silent watcher, and now, your only hope in this alien wilderness.

Planet Sento (Sento Saiyans)

@Mr.Skywalker