60 years ago, my crew and I saved most of existence from being erased. Now, here we sit on the lookout, 3 old men just reliving the glory days. I sat on the edge, with Stryker to my right in his guardian robe, with the staff laid down by his side; Cellio was to my left, just cloud gazing. Even after being so old, we weren't weaklings, but we were still not as strong as in our prime, neither Cellio nor I could hold super saiyan for much time, let alone two or three, but for some reason, four brought us back to our youth, if only for a brief time while the form was utilized. As we stared off into the distance, feeling the breeze that blew uninterrupted up atop the clouds, Stryker's voice rang out to break the silence.
"So, how's life been for the two of you?"
"You should know, you watch over everything don't you?" I said to him, to which he smiled at me and gave a small chuckle.
"Just the important stuff, which is why I asked." I punched him on the shoulder playfully as Cellio laughed at us.
"Anyway, my main reason for coming is to give the news that Rosemary finally had her kids, so that means I'm a great grandpa now. Jeez, where did the time go?" They congratulated me each with a backslap and a cheer.
"So, you're a great grandpa, Cilan is a grandpa, Rosemary is a mom, and who's the little one?" Stryker counted off.
"It's actually twins, a boy and a girl. The boy's name is Ranchi while the girl is named Chernia. I've got to say, they're strong little tykes."
"Strong enough to take you out old timer?" Cellio taunted me.
"I'll show you old." It worked and I began to fight him, all in good fun of course, up here is the only place where 3 old men can act like children; we may have grown old, but we haven't grown up. We both settled back down and sat in a circle in the middle of the lookout and just talked about the past, reminiscing.
"You know, I've been thinking a lot. Cherik, if you never forgave me back at the tournament, our lives would be far different. Your one act of kindness changed everything, I mean without showing me mercy, neither of us would have stood a chance against Cellio, I would never have found the monsters and used my soul powers to save your asses many times over, and even if I had found them, if you never offered me your friendship, I might have just ended up like Frisk." We all nodded in agreement at that. Then I gave a random question.
"Hey Cellio, what's it like on the other side. You know, the afterlife?" He looked back on his death almost 70 years ago, like a long forgotten memory.
"Well, there were other spirits as well, they were in some sort of line, I guess waiting to go to some other building. There were clouds everywhere and attendants keeping everyone in line. Of course, that's all I can remember from like the 3 minutes I was there; why do you ask?"
"I was just curious, we've all been on the verge of death so many times, but never really experienced it except for you. I just wanted to know there was something else."
"Well, there is something else." I nodded and smiled, leaning back.
"Well, that brings me some peace of mind. Hey, Stryker."
"Yeah Cherik?"
"We've known each other for over 70 years and yet I never knew your last name." He gave me a chuckle.
"If it bothers you so much, my last name is Reed."
"It did bother me, but not anymore. We've been through a lot together, all three of us."
"Yeah, we have. Saved our race and the galaxy from a fierce tyrant."
"Liberated an entire civilization living underground." Stryker added in, being humble as ever.
"Improved our galaxy and universe a ton, even though a decent chunk got taken out by Frisk." I added to the list.
"Oh yeah, not to mention saving half the multiverse from being wiped from existence, that's something." Cellio reminded us.
"You ever wish you could relive it all? Feel the same rush as before?" I said, looking down at the clouds below us.
"There is one way." Cellio and I looked over at Stryker.
"What do you mean?" Cellio said from behind me. Stryker held out his hand and created what looked like a save point, but it was far brighter, almost like he was holding a star in the palm of his hand.
"This right here will allow me to reset my entire adventure, even beyond when I landed in the underground. This reset can bring us all back to the very beginning of our adventure, the world tournament, and not one of us will remember a thing."
"How do you know all this?" I asked him, worried about the answer.
"Through my many meditation sessions, both on Yardrat and here, I managed to talk to the previous owner of the golden soul, my great great great grandfather. He told me all about this true reset; how, even though we won't remember anything at all, there are going to be parts in the beginning that seem familiar, almost like a familiar dream." We both nodded in understanding at him. "So, what do you guys say? Do you want to go around again?" Cellio spoke up first.
"As long as I'm with you guys, there's nothing I would rather do." He placed his hand over the star with a smile.
"I'm in too. Let's live our lives to the fullest once more." I also put my hand on the star, it felt warm and calming, like a fond memory you always want to go back to. Stryker smiled before turning to Cellio first.
"Cellio, I guess I'll see you when you invade earth."
"You guys had better be there, I don't want to be bored."
"Don't worry Cel, we'll be there to fight, and I'll make sure to go super saiyan and beat you down." He shoulder punched me, but it was more of a little bump. Stryker chuckled, then looked at me.
"Heh. Cherik, I guess I'll see you at the tournament old friend."
"I'll be there, you can count on me." He gave a bright, yet at the same time, sad smile.
"Then I guess I'll see you guys soon, once more around."
"Once more around." I agreed with him.
"Once more around." Cellio added.
He then put his hand on the star next to ours and a brilliant white light engulfed us.
Within a black pocket dimension an old man in guardian robes looks across his many years of saves.
"So many years, so many adventures." I placed my hand upon the most recent save, us at the lookout, then I took one swipe and began to scroll through the rest; somehow, as the years regressed, I felt and saw myself getting younger. Random save points during my adult years, the amount of times I saved on Yardrat just to accelerate my training more, the tournament of power, the battle against Frisk, the trio de dangers, the war, liberating the underground. One by one the memories went by, until I was 16 again at my very first save point ever, when I fell into the underground. With the rest of the determination I had, I pushed the memory to the right, creating sparks to the left and forming a brand new save point, non-existent before, a save point with me in bed, waking up on the day of the tournament, the day that changed my life forever. I placed my hand atop the save, and white text appeared below it.
Performing a true reset will erase all of your memories from this point onward, do you want to continue? Yes No
I selected yes, then began to see every save point I've ever made be erased, until finally it was at the end. I smiled as I was engulfed by the light, to live our adventure once again.
In a small house in the woods, a 16 year old boy with a tail is still lying in bed.
I woke up this morning feeling pumped, today was the day of the tournament and I finally got to fight Stryker. I packed my backpack with food, senzus, and my level reader, but as I left the house, I felt something, like I've done this very thing before, it almost felt like a dream. However, I brushed it off and flew towards the arena, waiting to see what would come in my future.
Final Note: And that's it. This truly marks the end of our little saiyan friend Cherik. Now, don't worry, this is the only time Stryker ever did a true reset, and everything played out exactly the same as in the story, however afterwards, no more true resets, just the end of their normal lives. Anyway, this was also a journey for me. This story took nearly 2 years to write, and I have everyone to thank who has read it. I'm so glad you guys enjoyed this story, it's one of my favorites that I've written, and it's the longest one I've written too. So, thank you all so very much for supporting this story, you're the best. Until next time, I'll catch you later. Peace. (I did update a few chapters too because re-reading them, I felt they were a little rushed or just very cheesy.)
-Charisonic
