𝔻𝔹𝕊 𝕆𝕟𝕖𝕤𝕙𝕠𝕥𝕤

Jiren X Zairah!OC {Uncharmed}

Requested by Yunemisaki

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No POV

A golden dragon shone in the sky, it was a magnificent creature that brought its self praise to anyone who saw it. But of course the person that would see it, was in front of its presence for selfish reason.

"Uta sama go e Saiynjn cazaca, tu kzak gaz o ralm kaz dar pabala. Kaz staarl xavilar. Eterta Ro, gaan uma samar"

The dragons eyes glowed and in the matter of seconds, the wish was granted.

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-Universe 11-

"Good day everyone. I would like to introduce your new team member. A Saiyan from universe 7," Belmond said to the Pride Troopers as they were sitted in a private room in one of many grand restaurants in the Sabarian planet. All of the Pride Troopers were present except for Jiren. Marcarita was as well present, beside her sitting a Saiyan girl.

"Why do we need another Pride Trooper? Shouldn't she be recruited on the juniors?"

"No no no, she's better off here. I wanted her to meet Jiren"

"Why?"

"I'm afraid that cannot be excluded just yet sires. But I hope you do get along, she's such a sweetheart!" Marcarita exclaimed which confused the others. The Angel did not at all care about someone, she placed herself first and had always seemed unamused when she met someone new. But she was all but amused to talk about the Saiyan girl. "Her name is Zairah"

There was quiet, and after a few minutes, all the PTs commented on how beautiful her name was. They began with compliments, and soon there were more. Even Marcarita was pampering her. And it sickened her. A little.
This always happened. Someone she would meet, would treat her well as anyone they meet at first (in their own way) but after a few minutes they praise her as if she was the only being in the cosmos.

Without saying a word Zairah stood up and left the room leaving the others to slump. When she was outside she sighed and rubbed the bringe of her nose.

Ti's was so frustrating.

This curse her father's gave her when they wished of her existence. It's a cliché of a Goddess, to be praised wherever she goes. Tu kzak gaz o ralm kaz dar pabala .

"Excuse me"

Zairah looked up to see a tall, well build, bald headed gray man. He was wearing a PT's hero costume and Zaira began to wonder who he was.

Was he the Jiren Marcarita mentioned? It was possibly so.

Zairah studied him more, finding that he wasn't charmed by her presence. That was quite a start. But maybe after a few minutes he would be charmed. She didn't think anyone would resist her other than Goku, who was that stupid Saiyan that joined team with the others to annihilate her fathers.

"I said excuse me," Jiren repeated again, starting to get irritated by the girls persistence. Who did she think she is blocking his way to his team.

"Apologies, I was trying to figure out who you were. You're Jiren right? Marcarita spoke of you. You're rather strange for a mortal"

"She spoke more highly of you. Which is more strange," she nodded before moving out of the way and turned to leave but was stopped by Jiren's muscular voice.

"Isn't this meeting about you? It would be rude if the person we came for just leaves"

"I know," and by that she disappeared.