Turles awoke from a daze in a dilapidated room.
My head was buzzing.
The ceiling was just a bunch of gray, pieced-together wood.
Where is this?
Turles ' first thought was that the Kami must have resurrected him as promised.
He was able to stand so firmly in front of Cooler back then.
Of course, it's not that Turles was so fearless as to disregard his own life!
Just kidding, even if he really didn't want to live anymore, Frieza Force couldn't afford to lose their general.
Even for the sake of the entire universe, he couldn't afford to take his own life for granted.
At least, that's what Turles told himself.
But at that point, he had no other choice but to trade his life for another's.
Let's not even talk about the chaos that would ensue if Metal Planet were allowed to develop haphazardly in the universe.
Frieza Force is definitely doomed.
Even so, Turles hesitated for a long time while being ganged up on by Metal Cooler before making the decision to take everyone down with him.
One's own family knows one's own affairs.
Unlike the Z Fighters in the original work, he carries a considerable amount of sins.
If you actually go to the Other World, you'll be banished to Hell for soul purification.
Without a soul, it means there's no way to wish for resurrection using the Dragon Ball.
Naturally, Turles couldn't be completely at peace when facing death...
But given the current situation, was I resurrected and then transferred here?
Upon closer reflection, something seemed amiss.
That doesn't make sense.
He subconsciously adjusted his breathing.
However, the results were not ideal.
My body is still very weak.
Footsteps sounded at the door.
A woman walked in carrying a cup.
Her long blue hair was simply tied up.
His face bore the marks of time.
His slightly haggard face still bore a faint, unpleasant smile.
That looks familiar!
Turles thought to himself.
"You're awake?"
The woman brought the cup to the bedside.
He said softly.
He propped himself up on his arms and moved closer to the head of the bed, leaning against the wall, striking a nonchalant pose.
"Who are you?"
"Don't move," the woman quickly reminded her.
"You were seriously injured; Yajirobe and his men found you outside."
The woman spoke, a hint of melancholy tinged with her smile.
"To be honest, at first, even I thought it was Little Son coming back..."
Listening to the woman's tone, Turles gradually understood.
"Oh, I see... You're Bulma!"
Since this woman, who appeared to have weathered the passage of time, was Bulma, Turles naturally guessed where he was.
He traveled through time!
"Huh? You actually know me?" Bulma asked, her face showing surprise.
"Could it be... that you really are Little Son?"
"Could it be Little Son from another time?"
Seeing Bulma's reaction, Turles smiled and shook his head.
He pulled something out of his pocket.
Turles pulled out a Hoi-Poi Capsule.
" Hoi-Poi Capsule?" Bulma examined the object in Turles' hand.
"It seems that even in this desperate apocalypse, your awareness of security isn't very good. You can't even handle a corpse when faced with an unconscious person?"
"To dare save a Saiyan without even understanding the situation..."
Bulma said somewhat shyly, "Because you have such a reassuring face..."
She added with a laugh, "Besides, looking back now, we didn't save the wrong person, did we?"
"So, can you tell me who you are?"
"Me...?" Turles hesitated for a moment.
"I am a Saiyan upholds peace in the universe..."
"What?" Bulma thought she had misheard.
"That's right, to stop a guy who intends to wreak havoc on the universe..."
"And then it appeared here..."
Bulma listened quietly, though her reason told her that something seemed amiss.
However, Turles ' serious expression unconsciously convinced her.
"So, you originally intended to die with everyone else, but somehow ended up in our world?"
Bulma frowned.
"Did they just travel here out of thin air without Time Machine?"
That's really intriguing!
Out of thin air?
Turles seemed to have been reminded by Bulma.
Oh, right!
Turles began to grope his body.
Until I encountered a hard, solid metal object.
He took it out.
It's a ring.
It was given to him by Dr. Gero, who said it contained some kind of mysterious energy that might be useful in a critical moment.
Turles held the ring up to his eyes.
The ring setting originally featured a transparent gemstone the size of a mung bean, but now it has lost its color and luster.
He tried to pump a little air into it.
No response.
"What's this?" Bulma curiously, leaning closer.
Meanwhile, in the original time and space...
When Frieza was discovered by the Frieza Force, which had been brought back, he was drifting alone in space.
The surrounding area is also littered with remnants of meteorites from the catastrophic event.
After a fruitless search, Frieza Force could only conclude that the probability of the general's death was over 80%!
The Sixth Branch.
Bulma hurried along.
We arrived at Tights's room.
"Elder sister!"
"Elder sister!"
Tights was sitting by the window.
Looking outwards.
He just looked listless...
The sparkle in his eyes, the same enthusiasm he used to have for everything, was gone.
According to the unspoken consensus within the Legion, there has been no word from Turles...
He seemed not to hear Bulma's shouts from outside.
"Sister! Good news!"
" Turles is still alive!"
It wasn't until these words came that Tights seemed to have flipped a switch.
Turn your head around.
Bulma stopped excitedly in front of Tights.
What did you say, Bulma?
"Did I hear that right?" Tights looked at Bulma expectantly.
The latter stood there catching his breath for a while.
He nodded.
He shook his head quickly again.
No! You heard me right!
" Turles is still alive!"
Then, Bulma told us about the Kami's wish to the Eternal Dragon.
Tights's expression gradually changed from surprise to disappointment.
"But the Eternal Dragon also said that he might no longer exist in this world..."
Even the Eternal Dragon couldn't bring him back...
"Looking at it this way... it seems like it might be better to just... resurrect them."
Bulma was also stunned.
This requires deeper thought.
It seems like what my sister said isn't entirely unreasonable...
Is living worse than being dead?
This is bad!
"Sister, don't worry, let me go tell everyone about this so we can all think of a solution together."
"Especially Dr. Gero, who knows, he might have a solution!"