So here is the prologue to my next story. By the way, it plays according to GT.


Hope you like it:




mirror of the soul






prolog




He's dead. Dead and nobody can do anything about it. All of his friends and even Vegeta had come to his funeral. They would never see his carefree and happy smile again. Never again his relaxed manner, which is able to get everyone out of every phase of pressure, no matter how deep. Never. Never. Never again.


The virus first stole his will to live and then his life. His wife, children and friends mourned him. The sky was gray and it was pouring rain. No question. The world he had saved so often also mourned him. On the Friedhot, a silence fell on the mourners that threatened to overwhelm you. His wife's footsteps and occasional sobs cut the gloomy air of the cemetery.


None of those present noticed, however, that they were accompanied by an almost transparent figure that flew high above them.This 'ghost' was the one that lay down there in the coffin and was just lowered into the damp cemetery earth. Son Goku.


"How ...? How can I be down there and up here at the same time? What is happening here?" A small golden shimmering ball appeared in front of his eyes, the light of which was so bright that Goku had to shield his eyes. After a while the light diminished and Goku heard a voice that was eerily similar to his. “You are dead.” “Dead? Shouldn't I be in the afterlife then?” “Normally you should be there. But you died much earlier than fate has foreseen for you. Actually, you still have a task on earth We can not let your soul rest yet. The earth will soon be exposed to a danger. A danger that threatens the whole universe and will probably be the worst that you have ever experienced and only you can save all your friends. " "Aha. But who are you actually?" "You could say I am you. I am the mirror of your soul."





Well That was the prologue. Tell me how you like it and I will continue to write or leave it.




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