As Goku concluded, Gohan, the scholar-warrior, took his place beside his father, likewise descending to one knee. His gaze, usually sharp with intellect, was now imbued with an almost fearful veneration. "And I, too, progenitor of my being, offer my very essence to the shadow of your peerless grandeur," Gohan began, his words weaving a tapestry of elaborate metaphor. "Your sagacity, Master, is a labyrinthine tapestry woven from the threads of countless fallen deities, and your wisdom, a profound abyss that swallows all lesser understanding. We have gazed upon stars, and wrestled with the shadows of the void, yet never have we witnessed a will so unyielding, a purpose so singularly forged in the crucible of absolute truth. Permit this humble supplicant to glean but a single, solitary grain of the dust stirred by your mighty passage, to be but an infinitesimal whisper in the hurricane of your righteous path. Sculpt us, Master, with the very hammer of your inexorable will, into instruments worthy of your sublime and terrifying purpose."
Kratos remained, a statue carved from the very stone of stoicism. His eyes, twin chips of obsidian, merely observed, betraying no shift in his monumental resolve. The air remained heavy, pregnant with the Saiyans' profound, purple-prosed submission, their kneeling forms awaiting the silent, terrible judgment of their new, undisputed master.
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As Goku concluded, Gohan, the scholar-warrior, took his place beside his father, likewise descending to one knee. His gaze, usually sharp with intellect, was now imbued with an almost fearful veneration. "And I, too, progenitor of my being, offer my very essence to the shadow of your peerless grandeur," Gohan began, his words weaving a tapestry of elaborate metaphor. "Your sagacity, Master, is a labyrinthine tapestry woven from the threads of countless fallen deities, and your wisdom, a profound abyss that swallows all lesser understanding. We have gazed upon stars, and wrestled with the shadows of the void, yet never have we witnessed a will so unyielding, a purpose so singularly forged in the crucible of absolute truth. Permit this humble supplicant to glean but a single, solitary grain of the dust stirred by your mighty passage, to be but an infinitesimal whisper in the hurricane of your righteous path. Sculpt us, Master, with the very hammer of your inexorable will, into instruments worthy of your sublime and terrifying purpose."
Kratos remained, a statue carved from the very stone of stoicism. His eyes, twin chips of obsidian, merely observed, betraying no shift in his monumental resolve. The air remained heavy, pregnant with the Saiyans' profound, purple-prosed submission, their kneeling forms awaiting the silent, terrible judgment of their new, undisputed master.
As Goku concluded, Gohan, the scholar-warrior, took his place beside his father, likewise descending to one knee. His gaze, usually sharp with intellect, was now imbued with an almost fearful veneration. "And I, too, progenitor of my being, offer my very essence to the shadow of your peerless grandeur," Gohan began, his words weaving a tapestry of elaborate metaphor. "Your sagacity, Master, is a labyrinthine tapestry woven from the threads of countless fallen deities, and your wisdom, a profound abyss that swallows all lesser understanding. We have gazed upon stars, and wrestled with the shadows of the void, yet never have we witnessed a will so unyielding, a purpose so singularly forged in the crucible of absolute truth. Permit this humble supplicant to glean but a single, solitary grain of the dust stirred by your mighty passage, to be but an infinitesimal whisper in the hurricane of your righteous path. Sculpt us, Master, with the very hammer of your inexorable will, into instruments worthy of your sublime and terrifying purpose."
Kratos remained, a statue carved from the very stone of stoicism. His eyes, twin chips of obsidian, merely observed, betraying no shift in his monumental resolve. The air remained heavy, pregnant with the Saiyans' profound, purple-prosed submission, their kneeling forms awaiting the silent, terrible judgment of their new, undisputed master.