Disclaimer: I do not own Dragonball Z.
Prologue
We are born, we live our lives, and in the end we die. Our fates have been decided, the moment that we enter this world. Birth, life, death, the cycle never changes. It is the same for me, for you, and for all the people around us. All of us are born and all of us die. What matters is how we decide to fill the space between our birth and death.
Let's face it, life is the only part of the cycle we can have some control over, right?
What would you say if I told that five years ago I encountered a woman who told me that my entire life had been pre-destined, my birth, my life, and my death! Would you laugh? Call me a fool if I believed a thing she said?
Probably, I would not blame you if you did since that was exactly my reaction.
It took me a while to realize that what that woman had told me was the truth. After that realization, I decided to proof her wrong. I did my best to change my pre-destined life because I did not want to die before my twenty-fifth birthday. I had made up a long, long time ago that I was going to die old, and warm in my bed leaving at least five children and a massive amount of grand children.
I tried to change my fate. Yet, here I am, five years later. I'm twenty four, and in less than a minute my life will be over.
I am going to kill myself.
In less than a minute I will jump of the top of this building and fall towards my death thereby saving millions of lives.
You must forgive me rudeness. Here I am babbling away without introducing myself. My name is Bulma, Bulma Briefs and the story you are about to hear is mine.