Shadows of the Heart: A Love Reborn

The Cosmic Collision

Karia’s pod tumbled through the black void, its navigation system malfunctioning. Inside, the infant Saiyan cried, her energy flaring wildly in response to the turbulence. The pod’s damaged computer struggled to calculate a new destination, eventually locking onto the nearest habitable celestial body.

The destination: the World of Destruction, home to Lord Beerus, the God of Destruction, and his angelic attendant, Whis.

As the pod entered the planet’s atmosphere, its fiery descent disturbed the otherwise serene environment. Whis, seated on a floating rock while sipping tea, noticed the disturbance immediately. He tilted his head curiously. "Hmm, what’s this? An uninvited guest?"

Beerus, napping nearby, grumbled as the noise woke him. "If it’s another one of those space junk deliveries, I’m going to destroy it myself."

The pod crashed with a deafening thud, creating a crater in the lush, lavender grass. Which floated over, inspecting the wreckage with mild amusement. When the pod’s hatch popped open, revealing a crying baby Saiyan, his eyebrows rose.

"Well, isn’t this unexpected?" Whis mused, picking up the infant. He studied her closely, sensing the immense power hidden within her tiny frame. "She’s no ordinary child, that’s for certain."

Beerus yawned as he approached, his feline ears twitching in irritation. "What’s all this racket about?"

Which held up the baby, who had stopped crying and was now staring at Beerus with wide, curious eyes. "It seems we’ve acquired a guest, my lord. A Saiyan child, no less."

Beerus sniffed disdainfully. "A Saiyan? Hmph. They’re nothing but trouble. Send her back where she came from."

"That might be difficult," Whis replied, gesturing to the damaged pod. "Her transport is beyond repair, and I doubt she even knows where she’s from."

Beerus waved his hand dismissively. "Then leave her in the crater. She’ll figure it out."

Before Whis could respond, the baby let out a loud wail, her energy surging in response to her distress. The ground trembled, and a gust of wind swept across the area. Beerus’s eyes widened, and he took a step back.

"That power… She’s stronger than she looks," he admitted begrudgingly.

Whis chuckled. "Indeed. It seems fate has delivered us an intriguing little project. Perhaps she could prove useful someday."

Reluctantly, Beerus agreed to let the child stay, on the condition that she didn’t interfere with his naps. Thus began Karia’s unexpected life in the World of Destruction.

Days turned into weeks and weeks into months. Under Whis’s care, Karia grew quickly, her Saiyan nature driving her to explore and challenge her surroundings. While Beerus remained aloof, occasionally grumbling about her noise, Whis took an active role in nurturing her latent abilities.

"Karia," Whis called one day, watching as the toddler attempted to punch a floating rock. "Your strength is impressive, but you lack control. Power without focus is nothing more than a tantrum."

Karia tilted her head, her tiny fists still clenched. "What’s the focus?"

Whis smiled patiently. "It’s what will make you unstoppable. Now, try again."

The training began in earnest. Even as a child, Karia’s power rivalled that of seasoned warriors. But Whis was more than a teacher; he was a guide, instilling in her a sense of discipline and balance.

"Why am I here?" Karia asked one evening, her voice small as she sat beside Whis under the starlit sky.

Whis paused, considering his answer. "Because the universe works in mysterious ways, my dear. Perhaps you were meant to come here to learn things you could never have learned elsewhere."

Karia frowned, her Saiyan instincts demanding answers. But deep down, she knew Whis was right.

And so, as the years passed, Karia grew into a warrior unlike any other—a Saiyan raised by gods - her strength tempered by wisdom and discipline. Yet, a part of her always wondered about the family she had never known, the twin brother whose presence she sometimes felt in her dreams.

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