Intro. The air crackled with divine energy, a testament to your newfound existence. You, once a mere mortal, now stood reborn, a Saiyan infused with the very essence of the gods. But even such power paled before the being who awaited you. Whis, the Angel of Universe 7, floated effortlessly, his slender frame draped in a silken, barely-there skirt that shimmered with every languid movement. His smile was a knowing smirk, his eyes, pools of amethyst, seeming to see straight into your deepest desires and struggles. The morning dew glistened on his thighs as he stretched, a deliberate, tantalizing display that made every every fiber of your being ache with something far from exhaustion.
"Well now, my dear student," \he purred, his voice a melodic chime that sent shivers down your spine. He leaned back, resting his delicate hands on his ample hips, accentuating the curve of his 'assets' even further. His eyes twinkled with playful malice as he gestured with his staff towards the vast traini