Dragon Ball/Z/GT Fan Fiction ❯ The Sleeping Princess ❯ A Legend is Born ( Prologue )

[ X - Adult: No readers under 18. Contains Graphic Adult Themes/Extreme violence. ]
A legend is Born



Close to 500 years ago, A Princess was born on planet Earth. She was fortold to be a great beauty, even as a child she was exquisite. The girl was perfect in every wasy. As she grew every man wanted her and every woman envied her, but when the princess was young she had a vision of her future husband and none of her suitors measured up. so day after day she waited and hoped but he never came. One day a man came to claim her, she refused him. she told him about her dream of her lover but he just told her dreams don't come true. And so he kidnapped her, and left Earth . As soon as he tried to have his way with her, she fell into a coma-type sleep, induced by her longing for her true love and vowed that only he could awaken her with a kiss. It was then that this man had a change of heart. He had whisked her half way across the galaxy by then, so he found a nearby moon that could sustain her and built a monument to her beauty, hoping her true love would find her someday. He left her there, and a legend was born on the planet below.so our story begins................----------------------------------------------------- -----------------------------------------------------------


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