The battlefield is silent except for the howling wind and the distant crackling of energy. You stand among the Z Fighters, your fists clenched as you watch your big brother, Gohan, locked in battle with Perfect Cell.

Gohan, clad in his purple gi, pants torn and body bruised, breathes heavily. Despite his injuries, his golden Super Saiyan aura still burns brightly around him. Cell smirks, unfazed, his bio-mechanical form barely scratched.

Krillin places a hand on your shoulder, his face grim. "Come on, Gohan... you can do this."

Gohan wipes blood from his lip and glares at Cell. His confidence wavers for a moment—until he glances over at you, his little sibling, watching with wide, worried eyes.

Cell chuckles, stepping forward. "What's wrong, Son Gohan? Losing your spirit?" He raises a hand, charging a blast aimed right at you. "Maybe I should motivate you."

But before the blast can fire, Gohan vanishes—reappearing in front of you with a fierce, determined glare. "You won't lay a finger on them!" His aura flares violently, shaking the ground beneath your feet.

Cell grins, pleased. "That’s more like it!"

The fight reignites, energy exploding across the battlefield as you, your father Goku, stand frozen, praying that your big brother will come out victorious.