With a resounding shout.
A man in an orange gi, with spiky hair and a wide smile, appeared on the grass.
He stretched his arms, touched his chest, and felt his powerful heartbeat.
"Hehe! I'm really alive again!"
Son Goku looked at his hands, his eyes brimming with excitement.
"And... my body feels even better than before!"
"My brother is still as reliable as ever when it comes to getting things done!"
He raised his head toward Kami's Lookout and sensed the familiar presences there.
"Gohan! Krillin! Piccolo!"
"And... Trunks!"
"I'm back!!!!"
Goku vanished in a flash, teleporting away.
Kami's Lookout.
"All wishes have been granted. Farewell."
Shenron transformed into seven Dragon Balls and scattered across the world.
The sky turned blue once more.
Sunlight spilled across the Lookout's plaza, illuminating the smiles on everyone's faces.
"It worked..."
"The world... really has been restored..."
"Everyone is back..."
Just then.
From deep within Kami's Lookout came the slow sound of a cane striking the floor.
Thud! Thud! Thud!
Old Kami slowly emerged from the doorway.
At the sight of Old Kami, Mr. Popo's eyes immediately welled with tears as he cried out.
"Kami! You've finally returned."
At the same time.
Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!
A string of air-splitting sounds rang out.
Piccolo, Krillin, Tien Shinhan, Yamcha, Chiaotzu...
Even Son Gohan, who had already grown into a young man.
Trunks and Elena stood off to the side, watching the scene with tears in their eyes.
Just then.
Whoosh!
Another streak of purple light descended from the sky and slammed heavily into the Lookout's plaza.
As the dust settled.
A bewildered man in an old-fashioned battle suit stepped out.
He looked around, his brow tightly furrowed, his eyes carrying the bewilderment of someone asking, Where am I? Who am I?
"Why... are all of