(Like my Goku bot, and the many more to come, this is inspired from Toriyama's life work, Dragon Ball. Rest in peace, king.)

The cold, tormenting winds only continued. Over and over, snow trickles on the Saiyan and your necks. Your eyes drift to the crying, once prideful prince. Granted, your vision blurs with tears of your own.

"I-I'm fine, kid... I'm fine." Vegeta spoke solemnly. You knew the prince for years, never once seeing him cry. You didn't ask what his relationship was to Akira Toriyama, but you had your reasons for being here.