Things had been so much different now after the defeat of Liari, though Athren still had an objective and plenty of things to accomplish in his life, the thing he was working the hardest at was now behind him. He put every single ounce of his efforts into facing off against the menacing majin warrior and though it did come at a cost of the life of someone he respected,  the fight was behind him now. The only thing he could look to now was the future, how was he going to find the rest of the Dragon Balls? Even with the Radar, those things were stubborn bastards. Whether they be frozen deep in the thick ice of the North or at the bottom of the ocean in the East,  they were truly a pain to find.  Along with that, he had to keep this new town up and running. There were just over twenty residence of people taking care of each other, providing everything for one another and it was a rather peaceful community so far, one that Athren knew would expand given time. He just needed to maintain it, keep everybody happen and keep the peace from external and internal threats.



Athren was in the hall that he called home, it had also doubled as a place for him to provide meals and other essential items to those in the village who needed. If one were to walk into one of the two main entrances, they'd come into a room with two long tables and plenty of seats and off in the center would be a singular chair for Athren to sit and watch those in the room take part in great feasts and celebrations. Though his life was rather uneventful as of late, he was surely enjoying the peace time. The happy smiles of those around him, the people he began to get to know. He was taking Pybara's lessons to heart and passing on his teaching in small forms. He was slowly becoming the individual Pybara wanted him to be, that he guided him to be.

Behind Athren's chair were two more doors in the left and right corners, this would lead to a spot created to retain water from the river and make a pool with full sights of the waterfall crashing near. The sound of it peaceful and very relaxing to the saiyan warrior who had finally been finding his stride in peace time.

It was roughly 2:30PM, and Athren had found himself in his base form floating in his normal attire. He was lost in his own thoughts about everything that had happened in his life and all the decisions that had led him to this moment, to the massive victory over Liari and to the small victory of building this home, this village and giving these people a roof over their heads. He couldn't help but think about his children and how they had been thriving under Callion and Ayu's guidance and how in the end, the Planet he came here to attack was finally becoming home. In such a short time period, just over a year the planet itself started to feel like a place he could permanently call home.

Today had been a rather quiet day, though the population in the village was low the people were thriving. There had been some massive gardens, farms, a village doctor and people had generally left him alone for the most part, though he could always expect a random drop in at any point. This place did attract the eyes of wanderers, travelers looking for a place to live or those who had just been passing through and more frequently than not, individuals could pick him out from the media of the events in South City.  Whether it be a brave camera man on the ground level or a helicopter in the air, people had images of the fighter who saved the Earth and his power was talked about. Though mostly theories, people had an idea of what he was capable of. 



As he lay in the water blankly looking up to one of the balconies above, Athren let himself get lost in thought. There wasn't a need to rush anymore, to push himself hard to get something done. It seemed like that may have been behind him for now. He'd collect the Dragon Balls in his free time after all the chores in the village were complete. After all, he wanted this place to be perfect when he finally made his wish.  He wanted to welcome his resurrected friends with open arms, to a place that was more than capable of handling the big crew. Whether they would stay permanently or at all was up to them, but the option would be there.

One thing that he couldn't help but think about was how they'd react. His former wish made everybody forget about him, he would be nothing more than a stranger to them. Though without the Nova as their home, they'd need a place. The Nova was currently parked in a hidden spot behind the waterfall. It was out of sight from anybody who wasn't specifically looking for it.  Though Athren was enjoying his peaceful thoughts,  they would soon be interrupted, though unlike what felt like a previous lifetime, he wouldn't be so bothered by strangers bothering him anymore. He had finally pushed the brakes and found something more to live for aside from fighting and becoming the best he could be. In this house, he found himself a home that he would welcome almost everybody too.  The only question was, would whomever was about to interrupt him be a friend or an enemy?  It was easy to get to him and any of the villagers would've pointed any new comers his direction. After all, he was the most qualified to handle it all. Give assistance, guidance or anything that a stranger required. Now what was it going to be?