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See, it was only right at the very end that he realized…
The answer was purpose, the answer was always purpose. Whether that meant in the grand scheme of destiny that this thing or that was meant to happen, was ordained by some higher power (and considering all the higher powers he’d known he’d dispute that right down to the wire) or whether it was just something to do on the way to the inevitable end. Those people that he’d saved quite by accident had reminded him of that. Probably not in the way you’re thinking though.
There was this long running theory, sort of a myth in its own right that a long, long time ago perhaps millions of years before even Sinthe had been born that there were no such things as Gods of Destruction. No such thing as Anubians even. The story went that when the suffering of a certain people became intolerable their repeated prayers for death coalesced in the form of the first Destroyer God who in turn granted them the resolution of a swift and merciful end. Whether it was true or not, or whether Sinthe even believed such a thing he wasn’t entirely sure but that was the great thing about myths. Ultimately neither actually mattered. To grow old and begin the long decline into entropy, decay and final cataclysmic collapse was a cruelty not solely borne on the shoulders of individual mortals but also on their civilizations, the edifices of their power, even their vast achievements of the mind and arts. All would ultimately vanish. Far better that they should wink mercifully out of existence at the height of their greatness than even begin the slide into degeneration.
So he was climbing this massive tower to reach the domain of Kami and doing it one-handed to boot because of a bedtime story? No. The story wasn’t the point. The point was purpose. You were your actions, your life was their sum, your world or in other words your universe was very much defined by the impression you left on them or the scope with which you chose to observe. You fought, you killed, you died because it was your place and time to do so, not because someone else said so, but because you had accumulated the long line of choices up to that point. For a purpose, your purpose. Not one that was imposed on you. Sinthe had crisscrossed this parochial little blue green marble more times now than he cared to consider always looking for something or other, neglecting the very purpose which had brought him here in the first place.
What was a God of Destruction up until he became a God of Destruction? He wasn’t especially sure that he wanted the answer to that. Now hanging some ways below the lip of what this planet’s people called the Lookout he kind of felt like he should concentrate anyway. Who designed this thing? Why did it bulge so much at the top? Eh, like he really cared. Now that he’d grasped his final handhold and was hanging quite precariously over the side, his legs dangling in the empty air there were no questions left. Only purpose.
With one mighty heave of his arm Sinthe pulled himself up and over the edge, hopping up to land crouched, poised and ready to receive whatever… nothing. There was nothing here. There was no one here. It was all just, ugh. ’Well congratulation Earth,’ he thought aloud as he swept his eyes over the few squat buildings before him. ’You even managed to make the realm of Gods boring. Ten for consistency if nothing else.’ Of course if he wanted to attract anyone’s attention all he’d need do was flare up his not inconsiderable but still quite lacking ki. It was interesting to him that he chose not to, instead he took to walking the great square slabs that made up the platform’s surface, observing carefully the minutiae of this utter peaceful place at the top of the world.
Boring yeah, but it was actually kinda nice. WC: 684 Thread PL: 46,715 Heavy Weights {75%}: 11,678 [ST-1] Ki Supression active
It was indeed a cool day to explore. Cool enough to run back and forth a couple of times without receiving a heatstroke. Though, Cleo was used to the deserts... She wasn't used to this coolness. "It's great to know that there's simply more to this world then a harsh wasteland," she said allowed as she traveled just over the ground like a bird passing by. There was a reason why she was out and about. Reasons that made her question everything she once believed in. The Lanza said that this place was forbidden. It is said that if anyone with Lanza equipment were to ever travel towards this place... A mighty beast of imaginable power would come and slam you off the edge of it. This was referring to the Kami of the Lookout. The Kami known as Atsuko was uneven about the Lanza apparently but what was left of the Lanza now? There's no reason to hate anything Lanza related since the leaders vanished. Well... One of them died but the other went rogue.
"I've heard.... If I find this mighty place, it is recommended to climb the giant long pole up to the heavens in order to gain much respect," she said to herself once more. She really didn't get why you had to climb it. Maybe, it's actually a small pole? Who knows... She would quickly make her way towards her point. A GIANT POOOLE! "Oh crud... It was something I actually didn't believe to be true. This thing is tall!" she shouted as she landed and looked up. "Oh my... I probably shouldn't look down when I climb this tall pole..." she said grumbling to herself. This was going to be a long way up and flying is considered cheating. So, without slacking off... She jumps and wraps her arms around the mighty pole and begins climbing up. So, just what was she looking for? What she wanted was to find out how to become someone stronger for herself. She was tired of being stranded in a desert where she didn't progress at all. She wanted to come here and figure out how to grow. Grow and become spiritually stronger. She already has the basics down... Telepathic communications, ki suppression, and even ki sensing. Most humans don't even know how to ki sense which was a perk for her.
"This thing is so long... I can't even see the top with these clouds... Guh... Why does this have to be so tall?" she mumbled to herself. There needed to be thoughts going here. There's a lot to think about. Just who even was the Kami? Why was the Lanza so afraid of her? Was she a demon or something? Kami does mean god so was she an actual god? She didn't seem all bad. If she wanted this planet in hell, she probably could do it. Cleo continued to climb the towering pole until finally she saw the top, just over the clouds. "Uhhh... The structure just looks so awkward!" she groaned. She sure does complain a lot but who was around to get annoyed by it? No one!
Cleo would go faster as she could see the top! It took her hours to get here! Might as well make it count! And with that in her soul she would slowly pull herself up but very weakly. After getting on the surface of the Lookout, she'd lay there suddenly with an exhausting feeling, "Holy crap... Hopefully I don't have to do that ever again..." she would say to herself before pushing herself up.
So here she was... The Lookout in front of her own eyes. It was... not what thought. It was some little palace and it looked 'dead'. No ki signatures, no nothing. It was dead. Unless they concealed their ki? Who knows... She took steps forward and began walking towards the palace. "Hello..? Anyone in here?" and there was nothing... "Hmmm... Maybe I should just look inside.." and so with that said.. She goes. What did she find downstairs? A little library... "Oh! How I love books! But.... These books look untouched... So ancient.." she would say as she pulled a big thick book out... Holy hell how heavy it was! She would blow the dust off and reads the title, "Son.. Goku?" she read as she flipped through the pages. Some of these pages were all smudged by water. Which made her frown but she could find a few good pages.. Son Goku.. Son Goku... Hero... Savior... Blah blah blah... It was all interesting yet boring stuff... Maybe, she should just go up to the sun and read it more... She would pull herself up and walk upstairs and find out that someone else was here too. She would give the figure a warm smile, "Why hello there...! Up to view the entire surface I see?" she softly said. She kept her power suppressed but she wasn't planning on fighting today. She kept the book about Son Goku to her side with her full cadet uniform equipped. She looked sharp as hell, "The name's Cleo... I just got here a couple of hours ago and found this book about a 'Son Goku'. Why don't we have some tea I brought?" she said with a smile. She would show her truthful and colorful side... Simply being a human with kindness and a heart.
Carmel didn’t know why she decided to return to this giant top in the sky given how much of a bother it was to fly here last time, but she couldn’t help the feeling she was getting that there was more to this lookout than what happened before, and the whole supposed to be a lace that only few could get to really triggered her sense of mischief. It also triggered a headache when she thought about people who were insane enough to actually climb this massive thing instead of just floating up like a normal flight capable person.
There was trying to be impressive, and there was being smart. Carmel personally put those who climbed into the former category while she made sure to reside in the latter and just fly up the tower yet again. What would climbing it even prove besides either lacking the ability to fly or just wanting to show off? If you were capable of flying to the top, you were capable of climbing manually, there was no point at all to doing so. If it was a test of ability, again, flight was far more impressive than physically climbing the thing like a worm. Worse yet given her current condition of testing out this new weighted kimono, working on a theory that balancing the extra weight would also restrict her ki usage given how heavily she used it to make up for her normal physical strength otherwise. It turned out that yes, it certainly did given how very weak she felt, but she was able to make it here when she first started, she could certainly make it out, weighed down or not.
“This place is as needlessly long as before…..” The fox grumbled as she ascended through the clouds, shaking off the droplets of water that stuck to her fur. Eventually she did reach the top, and much faster than the first time around since she didn’t exhaust herself this time. Once again, the place seemed to be pretty much empty – did the supposed god of this place abandon her post? From the rumours she was able to read up on after finding out what this place was, it seemed to be quite important but there were supposed to be three being here all the time…….
Carmel floated along the marble floor, taking in the difference from the first time she made this trip; she wasn’t exhausted on the floor for starters, which let her explore properly this time around. Good thing too since it didn’t take a lot of floating around for her to find what looked like an Egyptian cat and a person standing around. She couldn’t feel anything off either, so clearly both were suppressing their power. Interesting.
She dropped to the ground, not bothering with restraining her energy given that it was flaring out all this time before; if they could sense, they likely knew she was here well before. “Greetings! It’s nice to see that there are people here this time around. I’m Carmel!” Always nice to meet new people, the introductions was part of the fun of her wanderings and all.
[ WC:533 | PL: 13,971, wearing heavy weighted clothing (75%): Current PL: 3492 ]
Last Edit: Jan 27, 2017 20:45:04 GMT -5 by Deleted
What the hell’s a Goku? Was the first thing which went through Sinthe’s head upon meeting the stranger on her way back up from what he guessed must have been the library, but he quickly reprimanded himself for getting distracted. It probably wasn’t that important anyway. Much more important was this person before him, this person who didn’t exactly meet his expectation of what a Kami might be. Oh sure they came in all shapes and sizes, that was only natural considering that they were more often than not picked out of the race which they were meant to shepherd. They usually went in for the whole flowing robes thing and usually the staff thing as well. Personally Sinthe chalked it up to a long running contagious case of Whis envy but that was a whole other conversation right there.
When it rained it poured seemed to be the way this was going and no sooner had he opened his mouth to utter a reply they were both being hailed by another newcomer, this one looking decidedly more furry and a like more… Kami-esque? That garment of hers didn’t exactly flow, but it had the length and a certain air of occasion to it. Also the ears, they did like to take on the weird ones (not that he was in any position to talk) and what he had gathered in his brief time here were called Zoanthropes did seem to be a bit less abundant than their more boring Earthling brethren.
This one though didn’t FEEL like a Kami, or if she was the standard had declined somewhat while he was away. Perfectly possible that she was suppressing her power somewhat, but on her own Lookout? Nah. Then there was the way she spoke, as though she was just passing by, or through, or over. Something told him this was a less than regular juncture for her.
Honestly a little bewildered he decided that it was best to go with his gut. ’Tea sounds wonderful after that long climb,’ he agreed, turning to the Human with a smile which was about as sweet as it was fleeting. ’Just be warned, if it’s bad I might have to obliterate this entire place and the two of you along with it.’ His good deeds apparently dispensed for this century it was kind of nice to be getting back on proper form.
Setting himself down the Anubian crossed his legs and curled his tail around to rest in his lap along with his likewise idle hands, he glanced from each to the other of his new drinking companions. Nope, probably not one of these two, but better to make sure even if they hadn’t seen him for what he was. Not all Kami had to deal with his kind, remarkably few that lived beyond the first encounter in fact and it was conceivable that if either of them were the one he was looking for then they might just be inexperienced. That would certainly explain how chirpy they both were.
Lifting a hand he scratched the fur of his chin lazily and turning to the Zoan just straight up asked. ’Neither of you would happen to be Kami of this… charming little backwater, would you?’ WC: 543
It was actually very nice to see another person up here. She thought this place was a ghost place but apparently it still attracted life. It was a pleasant thing to see so much. She would keep her smile going but she didn't really get a response from him. He simply gave her a look which probably was confusing for himself. Cleopatra had no idea who this was but they sure looked awfully a lot like something her ancient ancestors worshiped. A Sphynx-like cat. Very interesting... She would rub her tattoo near her eye, thinking this over a bit to see he's a quiet type. However right when she was about to speak, she sensed a ki signature nearby. Stronger then Cleo's own power, she would turn over to see the new person approach. A Zoanthrope actually. Cleo has only seen a few because they're uncommon but they're not rare. She would smile at her and wave, "Ah, hello! It's a pleasure to meet you Carmel! Would you like to join us for tea?" she asked as she would prepare the set.
She would pull her backpack off and pull forth a pot and some teacups. She would pull open her trench coat which had an actual gallon of water underneath! Such weights, huh? She would set everything down and pull her gloves off, "Today's special... Honeysuckle Tea... I usually make it myself with the tea herbs," she said chuckling. She would open the gallon of water and pour the water all into the pot before closing it back up. With a quick few rubs of her hands, she'd sit down in front of them and wrap her palms around the pot of water... Her hands begin to heat the pot slowly with her ki. She would keep her hands on the pot, looking at the two before cat would question if they knew the kami. With that asked, she would shake her head, "I'm afraid not. I've been told that the kami is dangerous as well. She hates it apparently when strangers come up here without 'permission'. I don't see a kami around to kick us off though, huh?" she said chuckling.
She would see that the water boiled just as planned and stopped using her ki to heat it up. She would pull out teabags wrapped in a special hand wrapped paper and get up to pass out tea cups. She'd first hand one out to Sinthe while inserting the teabag in, "I didn't bring a ladle so you'll have to just tip the cup in and scoop water out, my apologies," she said with a concerned tone. She would then walk over and hand Carmel a cup while inserting a teabag in for her. She would walk over to her heavy bag and place the last few cups in, leaving herself one. She would pull herself back to the pot and scoop the cup in for water and pull another teabag out for herself. A few dips in, and the tea would be dark. "I hope you both like sweet hot tea... The honey suckle will make your taste buds explode with joy," she said giggling. She would sip her tea, actually smiling. The pot of water sat in front of her but if the moment was perfect, they could all sit around it like a fire and exchange conversations.
Cleo would sit up and look over at Sinthe, "If you'd like to know about the Kami... I could tell you the few things I know... I used to be apart of a city that swore to avoid the Kami at all costs. That was the greatest mistake ever. To have the kami never help us. When we got attacked, we had no help from her which led us to our doom. Fortunately, I'm a remanent of my people. Now, I wonder the deserts of the wastes but I've come here to actually see this Kami. Some say she's a demon. Some say she's an angel. Some say she's actually a god... I don't know... But, I wouldn't want to piss her off. If she found out we're here... She could probably kill us three if she so desired," Cleo would say as she drinks her tea. Cleo didn't really seem too worried about the Kami though. After all, she isn't even here at her own home.
Ah, she’d found some interesting people again. While she had a passing knowledge of the various races throughout the world from all of her book reading in between naps, this particular cat like one was quite new to her; he was most certainly not a zoanthrope despite the animal like features and in fact he reminded her more of an upright Egyptian cat than anything else. His talk about obliteration was a biiit on the creeper spectrum of things but maybe he just liked telling bad jokes.
Ah well, she was getting free tea out of this so she was game. More importantly the one providing the tea was a friendly one! She quite happily waved back at the human. “Tea? What kind of tea? I do like trying new ones; I haven’t quite found anything to truly compete with a proper spiced chai but some do come first! Oh! By the way, who might you two be?” Yes, do get the names of the potential drinking partners, names were just polite.
Especially when they carried around a fell tea making set in a backpack. “Where did you even find a backpack that large? I can get capsule but those didn’t come out of capsules.” The heating trick was nice though….hmm, could that have to do with why she was able to run around in just a kimono back home without freezing? It was something to consider. As was the information about the kami, she did not know that. “Really? Because last time I was here there were a bunch of other people about too. But then the kami wasn’t around either; are people sure that she didn’t quit or retire or something like that?” It could have happened!
“I’ve never had Huneysuckle tea though, so that’s quite new, thank you!” Taking the cup, the fox had it float by itself in midair, some of the hot water flowing out of the pot by itself and into her cup without her moving a finger, the tea swirling itself as she left the teabag in the cup. Just because she felt like showing off a bit, a bit of the now tea floated out of the cup in dark bubbles, Carmel letting them gently drop into her open mouth and swallowing. “Hmm, it really is naturally sweet, normally I cannot stand tea without some kind of sweetness added.” She’d still probably add sugar all the same, but she could live with this.
“I doubt that anyone who was properly considered a kami would be all murderous just because they were being visited though. That’s the kind of jerk levels that make other people convince you to retire via blowing you up.” Carmel most doubted that some of the people she’d met would tolerate an evil kami at all and they were scary powerful. “Although she might not appreciate the planet being called a backwater; the water here is much cleaner than that! And less swampy too.”
’Sinthe,’ he answered Carmel’s question simply, not electing to add any proper greeting, but being sure to clarify. ’Lord Sinthe, actually.’ For now at least he thought that he’d confine himself to short, simple answers. Both of these two seemed to be a bit chatty for his liking and he wasn’t about to feed the fire any more than he already had. It was disappointing enough that he’d managed to arrive when the Kami was conspicuously absent. Either something else was going on or there was no due diligence in the duty these days.
’Some say she's a demon. Some say she's an angel. Some say she's actually a god... I don't know...’
’Hmph!’ Sinthe snorted rather loud and indignantly at the very notion when had godhood become so de-valued, he wondered. As affronted as he was by the assertion he waited until Cleo had finished until he said anything more. Good thing she had finished about there too because he could contain himself no longer.
’Wah, wah, wah. “God didn’t sweep down from the heavens to solve all of my problems.” You people are so fickle it’s unbelievable. You blaspheme against your Kami and it never once occurs to you they might choose to rescind their protection? Gimme a break with this.’ He sounded dismissive as usual, but was actually quite legitimately annoyed. He’d met all manner of Kami across the stars and over his long years but whether they were hands on, hands off, or even actively despotic it never ceased to amaze him just how readily mortals refused to see how good they had things. After all without a Kami to watch over their world it was all down to the whims of the universe at large and that wasn’t a wager that anyone was going to win out of. Well, not anyone mortal anyway.
’Ugh, what a bother,’ he sighed, stretching out before finally slumping over on one side, supporting his head with one arm as he offered his cup lazily to Carmel, choosing not to respond to her disputing Earth’s status as a backwater. Either she was being glib or the turn of phrase had gone over her head and she was more of a bumpkin than he’d figured. He didn’t really have patience for either. ’Well being that neither of you have anything useful to contribute then while we wait the least you could do is put that parlour trick to work for me as well.’ Oh yeah, like he was gonna pour his own tea like some kind of peasant!
’And you,’ he turned his attention to Cleo, figuring she ought to do some kind of penance as well if she was here for the Kami’s help. ’You can scratch behind my ears for me, it helps me relax you see. I’m all tensed up after the climb.’ WC: 475
"Oh this old thing? I got this from back when I was in the Cadet corps in my city. Now that's kinda gone..." she said softly towards Carmel. She would then hear Carmel mention her tea. "Ah! This is my own tea I created. I used a special herb and mixed it with the tea herbs. Together, these two just create something special... I think it's the special herb I added but it makes you feel rather relaxed and smooth," Cleo said to Carmel with a smile. She enjoyed meeting new people so much that it was actually a pleasure for her to brew them tea! It made her heart sing with life to know that her kindness was beauty itself. When Carmel asked for Cleo's named, she would smile once more, "My name is Cleopatra. You may call me Cleo for short. I'm from the deserts not too far away from here. I take care of an unconscious man who will hopefully wake up," explaining to Carmel her own situation.
She would look over Sinthe who would become a bit rude. Her eyebrow raises as she hears 'Lord' in his name. That was already enough to know where this was going to go. She would keep her smile though, sipping her tea. After explaining about the Kami, Sinthe would barge in with harsh statements. This however would not tamper her one bit. She would slowly set her tea down and close her eyes, taking a deep breathe. "The Kami has a story, you see. She was supposed to be a hero who protects Earth from any trouble. From what I've been told on the attack on O.W.C... She didn't bother to respond because she hated the ones who ruled the Citadel. That does not excuse the fact that you allow innocent lives to suffer while you could do your duty. There is a difference between 'God' and 'Kami'. An actual god... Cannot help you. However, the Kami can. Whether you disagree with more or not is entirely up to you, 'Lord' Sinthe. However, I will say... The water is starting to get cold. I'd fill the tea up now before it runs cold,"
Rather that angered him or not was no care for her. He had handed Carmel the cup which made Cleo stick a finger up at him, "No, no, no. You do not ask a lady to fill your drink. Don't you know your manners?" she asked him. This was actually getting very annoying. This guy thought he was so rightful to have her do that... She would turn her head away from Sinthe, getting aggravated by his attitude. She would than hear him ask for scratches behind his ears. "Hmph...! You'd allow for someone to scratch your ears? I'd watch who you allow to touch you... Might not be so pleasant!" she said, as she sipped her tea once more. It was time to start acting independent. She certainly didn't need Sinthe to act bossy. If things got worse, she'll simply go.
“Lord? Uh huh, suuuuure……” Carmel’s scepticism was quite clear in her voice and in her expression; this random cat, a lord? Hahahahano. Besides even if he was the lord of some random plot of land that did not mean that she had to give a damn, and she probably would not. No one was her lord after all. Far more worth paying attention to was that Cleo was capable of making her own strains of tea. “You say that you created this? My, I might need to trade a few packets with you, having access to good tea is always a pleasure.” And depending on where she was, it might well be a luxury.
Like getting the current Kami to do their job was apparently. “I keep travelling about but everything I hear about this Atsuko character isn’t the most positive out there. A Kami who lets a personal grudge interfere with their duties, that doesn’t sound like much of a Kami at all. Quite shameful actually.” Carmel mused, still sipping at her tea. Sure it might sound a bit hypocritical for her to call someone out of laziness, but Carmel never actually failed to do something that she was responsible for; she actively avoided being responsible for those things in the first place.
She didn’t much pay the cup Sinthe was sticking out any mind at first, internally debating whether to simply ignore him entirely or go with a more object lesson. But then, she was currently responsible for taking care of another kid so she supposed that she ought to be a bit more proactive about these things, get practice in for dealing with the electric kid. “You want a trick hmm?” You could hear the smile in her voice as another orb of water rose up. Unlike for her cup though, this watery blob sprayed right forward like a spray bottle spritz, sending a shower of hot water at the far too unjustifiably arrogant cat in a manner similar to how she sprayed down her unruly kid.
Which did say a lot about the level she put Sinthe at if she was treating him the same as a cocky barely teen. "So as I was saying Cleo, I have some blends of Chai I like to make, and I'd be quite happy to trade for more of this Honeysuckle blend."
In any other situation Sinthe would have just got up and left, okay no, in any other situation Sinthe would have got up, blown the Lookout to hell and then left. That wouldn’t exactly be a great foundation for what he hoped to be a good working relationship though. Honestly how was one even supposed to begin to phrase that? “I’m sorry I blew up your worldly possessions,” would probably be a fine start, but he wasn’t about to drop out of this quite annoying conversation in order to assume the burden of that one.
Normally of course he was never actually sorry and so he could probably count the number of times he’d had that particular annoying conversation on one hand… hell, he could probably use his tail.
Speaking of the boring and burdensome, Carmel had elected to act thusly and rather than be obliged to become violent Sinthe instead evacuated his person from the affected area with a sudden burst of speed. Or, to put it another way, got his furry ass outta there sharpish. Just because he looked like he was lollygagging it hardly followed that he was an easy mark. Settling this time around the other side of their little sit in and now sporting his own filled cup, he extended a single claw in the direction of that cheeky, foxy lady, no longer bothering to hold back his ki. He wasn’t going to do anything, or he was pretty sure as he continued to point right at Carmel’s head that he wasn’t going to do anything, he just needed to make his point. Nothing stopping him from doing some finger wagging of his own.
Hehe, point. His finger still levelled at the fox lady he turned his head back towards Cleo.
’You are of course correct. However “innocents” die every single day, just because these ones happened to be a little closer to you personally doesn’t make them any more worthy of salvation. Whether it’s a Kami or an honest to gods God, neither are here to kiss your boo-boos and assure you it’ll all be okay. Neither is here to sweep down out of the clouds and save you from the monsters, this idea of the Kami as a hero just doesn’t hold water I’m afraid. I mean what would be the point in your much adored free will? The planet’s the thing, one might say, not so much the unfortunates who have to live on the thing. My point is that you lost your little clubhouse and now you’re fixing to blame someone. Well had it occurred to any of you that you might have actually just… what’s an Earth thing… backed the wrong horse?’
He paused momentarily, taking a large, loud slurp of his tea as he did.
’’Ah, that’s actually pretty nice. No, I didn’t think you had.’ WC: 477 [Power no longer suppressed.]
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