"Talk about your mother"
Going to put a trigger warning on this for suicidal ideation and genocide. LMK if I need to add more to this. I'm not going to tag it because I don't want to flood those tags with fictional stories.
"I don't really think I know much about my mother. She was cold and distant whenever I was around her but I think that was normal for Saiyan parents. Why bond with your kids when you're just going to stuff them in an attack ball to probably go die for Lord Frieza right? Y'see I was an infiltration baby, like so many other weak Saiyans. It didn't matter I was female and that females were rare, if you were weak then you got stuck in a pod and sent off. That I was a witch's child with a higher chance of dying was only better."
"I went on six missions to kill six planets before I was twelve. I - I was successful in five of those missions. The sixth… I was given a year to complete that mission because of the level of difficulty. I failed because I was - I was trying to die and the people there took pity on me. They took me in, cared for me, and the majority of them left the planet to live on elsewhere. I didn't go with them. I should have but I couldn't. I destroyed everything that resembled civilization on that planet and then reported back to Planet Vegeta about my supposed success."
"My mother met me on the platform. I reported what happened and… I'm - I'm not sure what happened after that. I remember being carried by her, she sounded like she was gasping for air, maybe even sobbing. I'm not sure. I was in so much pain and I couldn't see very well out of my eyes. She was holding me so closely and so tightly and I was confused. Mother had never held me before. I don't think she'd ever actually touched me outside of when she'd initially given birth to me and fed me as a newborn."
"She took me somewhere and put me in a strange attack ball. It wasn't like any others that I've ever seen. It was huge, about half again as big as the standard ones. Mother was so gentle with setting me into that ship. She- I think she held my face for a moment? It was like she was terrified to let go of me. Maybe I'm making things up from false memories. She did let go, eventually, and I remember feeling her put a rebreather on my face and then warmth passed over me from the little bit of healing magic she possessed. I could feel her casting spells on me and on the attack ball. Then I felt some kind of liquid filling the chamber and I fell asleep. I woke up on Earth to find out that my entire species has basically gone extinct and my planet is dead. And - And my mother is -"
"I - I'm sorry. I don't think I want to talk anymore."
