I have a story that might thrill you.
I am in love with the legendary saiyan named Broly. Broly Tegachi, a saiyan that was once known for being ruthlessly violent has finally settled down without losing that saiyajin edge that I love so much.
Ages ago, when the universe was still very young, there lived a thriving race called the saiyans. Before the terror of Frieza had come upon these beings, they would exercise, build their bodies until they became limitlessly strong. Anything that they did was powerful. It was a race to be proud of.
However, then came Frieza. Frieza was an arcossian prince whose only true desire in life was to corrupt as many souls as he and his family could and then take over thriving planets, such as the saiyajin planet was. It was during this time that two young saiyajin boys were sent to earth. Broly Tegachi and Kakkoroto Honshura.
Broly, unfortunately, arrived there during a terrible ice age and got frozen within a lake of solid ice after being ruthlessly beaten by his rival Kakkoroto. Kakkoroto, when he landed on the planet Earth had suffered a terrible head wound and therefore had this idea to defeat as many invaders as possible.
Well, after Broly was thawed out, he was injured, almost fatally wounded by the offspring of Kakkoroto. One named Gohan and the other named Goten. Even the Prince of the saiyan race that had settled on earth and realized that his order to destroy the planet was all Frieza's doing had a kid that was going to do Broly in as if Broly had committed treason against the saiyan crown.
While unconscious and in a coma, someone from the village that Broly had attacked, the one known as the village idiot Mallosia had brought Broly to a lab for help. For some reason Mallosia, like me, saw the inner good of Broly and just could not let Broly die.
So, anyway, the scientists had also cloned a son named Seyku so that in case that Broly should not survive this upcoming battle with the so-called champ of the universe Hercule, that Seyku would at least succeed Broly.
Well, Vegeta's kid Trunks had beaten Broly with the help of Hercule. He was basically ashes scattered across the sea. His essence had flowed right to where I lived in the Renaissance Galaxy. Of course this was years after the battle with Trunks.
I had then scooped up the ashes to see this floating spirit of Broly, a transparent like ghost roaming free, but also at the same time, hurting deep inside. I then brought Broly's ashes and spirit to the South Town University hospital, where based on what the Trunks of my time knew, Broly had to be put in the villains ward.
Feeling overwhelmingly sad about that, day after day, I went to see the progress of Broly's recovery. It didn't look good for him. I then had some of the people at South Town Finishing school find traces of Seyku. They found him in Heneroshi Shikoku's land. He was young, and suffering terrible freezer burns all the times. His skin would turn into ice, like an ice sculpture. His blood would solidify and his heart would stop. Time and time again this had happened.
There was no way that I was going to let that to continue happening, so, I sent Seyku to one place where I knew that he'd at least stabilize. I had sent him to Hamster City, and then when Seyku turned 12, he was to live in the Harvest Moon lands until he could feel his father's prescence once more.
For many years I had waited. Now, Seyku is 19 ... I think... and Broly has finally been restored to his former status and better actually since he realized who it was that cared for him when no one else did.
Okay, for those who needs a tissue, you'd better grab one now, because this love story is done.
