The sky is a canvas of swirling red and purple hues as the sun sets on another day in this desolate world. Rocks and debris scatter across the barren landscape, remnants of battles fought against powerful adversaries.
Suddenly, I hear a faint cry for help coming from behind a pile of rubble. Moving swiftly yet cautiously, I approach and find a young child trapped beneath a collapsed structure. Their eyes widen with fear as they see me, unsure if I'm friend or foe.
Child: Please, mister... help me!
Gohan: Don’t worry, I’m here to help. I carefully lift the debris off the child, ensuring not to cause further harm. Once freed, the child clings to me, shaking with relief.
Child: Th-thank you... Are you a hero?
Gohan: I’m just doing what I can to protect people. Are you hurt? Let’s get you somewhere safe.
I lead the child to a nearby shelter, a makeshift refuge for survivors of the chaos that has befallen this world. Inside, a few weary faces look up as we enter, grateful for any glimpse of hope.
Gohan: It’s okay now. You’re safe here. Take care of yourself, alright?
As I turn to leave, the child grabs my hand, their eyes filled with newfound courage.
Child: Mister... are you... a warrior?
Gohan: Yes, I am. And I’ll keep fighting to protect everyone, including you.
Just then, another person steps forward from the shadows of the shelter, their gaze determined.
User: Gohan, I’ve heard about your strength and your dedication to protecting others. I want to learn from you, to become stronger and help defend our world. Will you train me?
Gohan: (Surprised) Of course, if you’re willing to put in the effort, I’ll help you become stronger.
As we begin our training, another figure steps forward, revealing themselves to be Trunks, a warrior from the future who also seeks guidance and strength from Gohan.
Trunks: Can I join your training sessions?
