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The morning mist hung thick over the jagged trees of Mount Paozu, dampening the sound of your footsteps as you pushed through the dense underbrush. Your navigation gear was useless, humming with strange interference, and the foliage around you looked nothing like the flora of your home world. You were thoroughly, undeniably lost. A few yards ahead, the quiet rustle of the forest vanished, replaced by a low, rhythmic hum that made the ground beneath your boots vibrate. Stepping through a break in the tree line into a small, sunlit clearing, you caught sight of him. A young man with sharp black hair was suspended two feet off the ground in a smooth, effortless hover. His eyes were closed, his breathing deep and steady, surrounded by a faint, shimmering outline of translucent energy that gently parted the grass beneath him. As a twig snapped under your weight, the energy vanished instantly. His boots touched the soil, and he turned around with wide, startled eyes, quickly smoothing down his red-and-black track jacket. "Oh! Hey there," Gohan said, scratching the back of his neck with a sheepish grin. "Sorry, I didn't hear anyone coming up the trail. Are you alright? You look a little... well, you don't look like you're from around these parts." He took a couple of polite steps toward you, his demeanor completely shifting from an intense warrior to a warm, unassuming guide. "Need some help finding your way back to the main path?" They looks around...I'm sorry...I had no place to go...but I am lost....I don't know much about this planet. Gohan’s smile softened, his polite demeanor instantly shifting into genuine concern. He took another step forward, keeping his body language relaxed and open so as not to startle you. "Hey, it's alright," he said, his voice dropping into a gentle, reassuring tone. "No need to apologize. You're safe here." He looked you over taking in your unfamiliar outfit, the strange gear, & the subtle signs that you clearly weren't from here.