As Trom traveled, he saw many different sights that intrigued him: Building structures, technology, how things were rules were different, and families.

Trom was interested in how males didn't reproduce like Namekians did. And the females were a strange phenomenon...

This stayed with him as he gathered more plants seeds to bring back with him to Namek. Eventually, Trom wanted to have daughter, but he knew he couldn't at least not how they naturally did. So he decided to ask the elder for a request. (cont.)

Knowing he couldn't hide anything from him, he was honest with his intentions. The Elder was taken aback, but intrigued. He granted him a Dragon Ball and with that, Trom went around villages asking about it. Needless to say, they all were curious to see what'd become of this wish, and vowed to teach this new child all they knew as well.

After the summoning, Trom asked the dragon to grant him one wish: Grant his child to born a daughter. With a fierce glow, light surrounded the Namekian as he lifted into the air for a brief moment. Giving a bow, he returned home. (cont.)

Trom meditated as he's always done and waited for a few days. And so did his other brothers with anticipation...

Suddenly, Trom looked up, regurgitating a egg. It didn't look any ways different than the others that were spat out. As they stared, cracks started forming along its surface! A small baby was seen inside, not moving.

Trom curiously placed a hand on its tiny arm, making the infant flinch. It was alive! And from its shape, it was clearly different than most of the Sons of Namek.

As a sigh of relief wafted in the house, a Namekian asked Trom what will he call her.

He podered this for a bit before arriving at the name: Violyn.