The wind howled through the ruins of West City, its once towering buildings now reduced to skeletal remnants of a bygone era. The world had changed irrevocably in the wake of the war against Goku Black and Zamasu. What was once a thriving metropolis was now a desolate wasteland, littered with the scars of countless battles. Among the ruins, one structure still stood defiantly, its foundation solid despite the chaos that had surrounded it for years—the remnants of Capsule Corporation.

Inside the cold, dimly lit laboratory, Bulma worked tirelessly, her fingers stained with oil and her eyes weary from sleepless nights. The lab was a stark contrast to the lively, bustling place it had once been. Now, it was silent except for the hum of machinery and the soft clinking of tools. Bulma’s once vibrant spirit had been dulled by grief, yet her determination had never wavered.

It had been years since the war ended, but the losses were still fresh in her mind. The love of her life, the one who had stood by her side through the darkest of times, was gone. The memory of final moments haunted her, a constant reminder of what Goku Black and Zamasu had taken from her. Even as she led the remnants of humanity through the rebuilding process, a part of her remained stuck in the past, unable to move on.

But Bulma was not one to give up easily. If the war had taught her anything, it was that hope could be found even in the bleakest of times. And so, she had turned to the only thing that had always provided her with answers—science.

The time machine loomed before her, a testament to her brilliance and perseverance. She had built it once before to save this timeline from the horrors of the Androids. Now, she was building it again, but this time for herself—for the chance to reunite with the one she had lost.