Parcel's Twenty Years

Key: GreenJTHEGREAT

Name: Parcel

Race: Legendary Saiyan

Age: 17

Status: Dead

RP:

Twenty years had passed since that faithful day, not that he could even comprehend the concept of time in this realm, nor did it help that he didn't age but I suppose that was the only benefit given to the dead. Parcel laid with his arms behind his head, resting his head on hands as some sort of cushioning between him and the ground. He'd set his eyes upon the lilac sky, the glow of the sky reflecting off his onyx eyes giving it the illusion of a darkened shade of purple. Parcel would then begin to close his eyes, a relaxed expression was set upon his face, he'd exhale blowing away the fallen leaves that laid on his chest, the leaves would dance, twirling and intertwining between each other whilst being carried away with the wind, the dance of the leaves would be halted as a stray leaf would fall below the golden clouds of Other World. Parcel couldn't help but follow with his eyes as that stray leaf fell below, he shouldn't have cared but he somehow related to the leaf falling behind watching whist the rest continued ahead, a deep look of despair would strike his face.

Parcel stood idle by the edge of Other World looking forward ahead, the warm golden light from the clouds of Other World coats Parcel with a golden hue, it was quite ironic as he stood with an emotionless expression. Without any care Parcel plummeted onto his behind dangling his legs off the ledge where he formally stood, he'd rest the right side of his face onto his fist, his fist quite obviously pressing into his cheek. Parcel would then begin closing his eyes quite lazily letting his mind wander elsewhere, he'd think back to when he was a child living in complete solitude until greeted by his brother Bruzl, to other times like his first trip to Earth being amazed by the different colours and wildlife, to friends such as Jihan teaching him how to speak as well as reading and writing, he'd think to people his misjudged such as Aashian who then became someone close to him. So many memories he held close to him, from the good and the bad but suddenly his mind would snap to THAT day were his life came to an end.

His eyes would widen before his eyebrows dropped down harshly, his hands clenched into a tight fist, his teeth pressed down grinding into each other. He'd yell out before calming once again, he'd take a deep breath before exhaling, he'll grunt before thinking to himself "Why is that...still bothering me..." thinking back to that day. He valiantly fought alongside friends as well as the other defenders of Earth against the Supreme Demon Lord and Icer the demon brought from the future, the Icer had power beyond anything he's ever faced before. Parcel had even resulted in using his rage something he had suppressed his whole life due to how unstable he became, but even then his efforts were futile, all he could do was give up his life to save his brothers. Parcel didn't know much of what happened after his passing but was told of Earth's victory, Parcel would yawn beginning to drift off once again thinking back to his friends thinking to what could have taken place in the past twenty years since his death.