Out Of Place (DBZ Various x Reader)

~(Y/n)'s POV~

Falling. Falling. You were falling. But it wasn't the 'all of your organs are twisted and heart in your throat' kind of falling. It was like you were sinking in water.

Weightless. It was a strange feeling, to be honest. It was calming, soothing. But at the same time, somewhere in the back of your mind, you knew there was something you were missing from the picture. Oh yeah, you were dead, so what in the fresh hell was going on?

It was then you realized your feet were on solid ground, and the rest of your body caught up with the feeling, jerking forwards as weight and gravity returned.
"So much to do... So little time..." You glance around quickly searching for the source of the mystifying voice, but find nothing in the dark void.
"Hello? Who's there?"
"The door is still shut... Take it easy. Don't be scared."

You glance around again, and this time it dawned on you that you weren't in a pitch black room or anything, but that the only thing that even existed in the plane you were on, was the ground you were standing on. It was then you notice the ground was letting out a strange glow, gentle was the only word to describe it, like stained glass in a church. Upon closer inspection, you saw there was a man on the platform. He had spiky black hair that went every which way, and was wearing a blue and orange training outfit. In smaller circles around him, were bowls and plates of food.

'What the...Where am I?' You ask yourself, turning around a few times. You walk over to the edge of the glowing platform, and lean over, looking down. There was nothing there, just the same void of darkness. You looked up and saw a strange beacon of light, and when you followed it down, you saw it focused on the center of the platform. you walk forwards slowly, still looking up at the light.

When you reached the center, there was a sort of rumbling, and three stone structures materialized out of the ground. One held an odd looking piece of clothing, blue, white and yellow. The second one held an orange orb with 4 stars on it. And the third one held a glowing fist, like some sort of video game power-up. You went up to the odd clothes first, and tentatively reached out.

It falls into your hands, and it was heavier than you thought.
"The power of the guardian. Kindness to aid friends. A shield to repel all. Is this the power you seek?" You jump at the sound of the voice, and see two glowing words appear in the air in front of you. YES and NO. You glance at the other two pedestals.

'I want to see what the other two are first.' You reach out and tap on NO. The clothing lifts itself out of your hands and back into its previous place. You turn and walk over to the orange orb, and touch it.
"The power of the mystic. Inner strength. An orb of wonder and ruin. Is this the power you seek?"

You tap NO again, and the orb drifts back into place. You turn to the last object. The glowing fist. You let out a sigh, and reach for it.
"The power of the warrior. Invincible courage. A symbol of terrible destruction. Is this the power you seek?"

You think back to the others, glancing back and forth between the NO and YES. The others seemed cool, but you were drawn to this one in a way you couldn't explain. You steeled yourself and tapped YES. The fist burst into an array of light and dissipated into thin air.
"What the fuck..?" You breathe out, trying to calm your racing heart.

"The path is set. Now, what will you give up in exchange?" the voice asked, with gentleness reminding you of the way a mother would speak to a startled child. You glance at the remaining items, and walk over to the orb, studying it hard. The clothing made more sense if you thought about it like armor, rather than the floaty ball of magic. Is it even real? Or is someone pranking you?