It was a cold night, sky dark but starlit, when an unknown impact had resounded in a certain remote part; Bardock had fallen from space to Earth for resources, albeit careless this time.

Sitting in front of a bonfire, a male figure with spiky black hair and a scar across his cheek could be seen, arms crossed and doing body support.

"Are you alright?" He asked, before looking down. "Don't worry, let's just say I didn't watch where I landed… The least I had to do was wait for you to wake up."