"So, it's about to get a bit more complicated, as I was pulled in the middle of the mess. Cell found 17, and 18, and eventually absorbed them both. We've been fighting to try and stop him, but...well..." Trunks shrugs. Too much to explain really. "Anyways, he decided he was gonna hold a tournament for the fate of the world. I was in the middle of training for that, when the train pulled me."

Pausing, Trunks reaches up and brushes his fingers through his bangs.

"I know we survive in at least one-timeline, thanks to Piccolo and Mother and Father being here. I don't know more, and I don't want to know the details, but well...that's hopefully the happy ending."