A dream of memories
I dreamed of the past, it was vivid but I could remember my prime...
"Dad, why is Goku so often the cause of problems? I mean he literally is the reason why everything in Dragon Ball Z is happening!"
"Well if you really want to break it down like that...Goku also isn't a very good person, Time and Time again he runs off to fight theses life and death battles with his son who first started training at like 5 years old. Goku wasn't that much older when he started in Dragon Ball, but Goku could have easily used various methods of training before these battles. He could then just leave Gohan at home to become a scholar like how he dreams of being later in life. His studying is forced on him, but his enjoyment of learning isn't affected. Goku loves fighting and training but often time fails at doing exactly that only squeaking by."
"Dad, that was too much I stopped paying attention when you started talking about Gohan."
"Fair enough, but I love being here, watching the show I grew up on with you..."
"It is my favorite show we watch."
My dream faded... and I began dreaming about my own childhood.
I was watching Dragon Ball Z, Cell had just appeared drinking the man in front of piccolo. I understood people often fan boyed over certain character. Some of the friends I talked Dragon ball z stuff with loved Frieza, most however were about Vegeta and Goku though. Cell however peaked my interested the most. The idea of how he had the strength and power of all the Z fighters. It was incredible the possibilities were amazing!
By the time cell died, i was blown away. Not only did Goku basically sacrifice his own son to get beat by cell, HE GAVE CELL A THE ABILITY TO RECOVER! I loved Cell, but I hated Goku more. I found it completely bullshit, Cell was easily beatable by Gohan if Goku just told everyone his plan before hand. Goku could've weakened him making Cell show off his moves. Goku could've given up then let Gohan take over. Cell would've even allowed it!
My dreams once again faded from me...My dreams of childhood seem a little disconnected, but they did give me an idea.
My dreams then lead me to my older age, where I was going through Dragon ball Super.
I learned about the gods of destruction, and the various new concepts brought into DBS.
It sucked but the rest was mostly unintelligible. I spent so much of my life watching and rewatching Dragon Ball, but now that I was here... I dreamed of not of the world I was now living in, but instead re-watching my favorite scenes... My name Z... What a joke that would be for me...