The Training Continues! Control the Super Saiyan [Flashback]

The Earthling Saiyan stepped inside the building, with the hope that the fellow Saiyan, and also the leader of the Alliance would be there but by no means, he could have ever imagined that there’d be someone else other than Natto. Even if, honestly, he should have considering he had encountered the little kid last time he had trained with Natto in the Training Halls of the Soy Arts as well. And unfortunately, he couldn’t say that he appreciated his presence most of the time.

It was Nasu, the son of Natto. Admittedly, he didn’t know at times if he had to take his insults as jokes or seriously, either way, he couldn’t certainly be annoyed more than so just by a kid’s words. He could only try to be as friendly as possible, but it didn’t usually work. It was a tad strange. If Nasu didn’t look just like his father, he would have never guessed that they’d be father and son, not at all. His father was more of a kind person, but maybe Nasu didn’t exactly inherit the behavior and all from Natto but just the looks. If he remembered correctly, Natto also had some evil brother or something-- so maybe Nasu had inherited his character from Natto’s ancestors or stuff like that? He didn’t know. Cornatto wasn’t certainly aware of how genetics even worked. But come on, he was just a kid tossing bad words; it couldn’t be so bad-- could it?

Cornatto didn’t even notice him at first until the child spoke up-- which had Cornatto react to just like one of those Japanese manga characters who would suddenly be surprised and shout out things like; ‘I-impossible!!’-- or stuff like that. Just less dramatically! The Tailless Saiyan froze on the spot for a brief moment, taking note of Nasu before he sighed to himself and cracked a faint smile on his face.

“Yo, Nasu! Heh… Happy to see ya again, too! I’ve come here to train with your dad.” - he replied, his gaze shifting in the whereabouts before looking at him again. “It looks like he’s not here yet, though. Guess I’ll have to wait. And, uh, what’cha up to?”

The Earthling Saiyan somewhat expected what Nasu’s answer would have been; it wasn’t that difficult to guess it after all. Not to mention that they were in the training halls, so it was pretty much evident that Nasu was probably training. Either that or he was waiting for Natto as well, but he assumed it was likely his first thought; Nasu possessed an impressive battle power for his age, and by what he could sense, it seemed that it had increased slightly too. Despite his bad behavior, he knew that the kid was committed to his training-- even the last time he found him there training with a simulation.

Cornatto wished that he could have made us of such stuff when he was about his age, and while at his age he had no idea as to how one could even sense another’s ki. He was pretty sure that his power level was nowhere as high as Nasu’s; which was not only a natural talent but also the results of the kid’s training. He guessed that Natto was proud of his son.

Nasu then stood up and folded his arms in sort of a cocky and arrogant manner, like usual, and threw more insults at the Saiyan; while the kid had evidently gotten somewhat stronger. It seemed that he was just as rude as that one time when Natto introduced him to the basics of the Soy martial arts. Then again, Nasu was still just a kid, and he might be behaving like that just because he was way too excited about fighting, or so Natto mentioned.

And, he could believe that; Saiyan children were usually more energetic than earthling ones-- and in most cases, they could be tough to handle. Cornatto himself was a lot more playful and all, even if he could barely remember a thing about when he was a child; it had just been so long, but he wasn’t like Nasu all right. Not to mention that his father would have likely beat him down pretty badly if he were to act like that to him, but he was pretty sure that Nasu himself was respectful to Natto. On the other hand, though, he didn’t remember Komatsu being as savage as his brother-- maybe that was because he was more like the mother? He guessed so.

He tilted his head slightly, not entirely sure about what sort of connection he made between his presence in the Alliance, his earthling clothes, and the Super Saiyan transformation. It probably had to do with the whole not looking like a Saiyan without armor, to which Cornatto disagreed even if he could understand what the point was. Natto himself told him that once he didn’t feel like he’ fit in earthling attire, something that he could respect; everyone wore what he preferred after all. For combat, the Earthling Saiyan liked to wear this traditional martial arts outfit-- he didn’t feel comfortable putting on armor or even a scouter.

Plus, he could finally turn into a Super Saiyan himself. If only had made that statement earlier, he could not have been wrong at all; Cornatto had only recently tapped into the power, and while he could control it, he had not mastered its power at all. But there was still a huge difference between his battle power in his base form and the one he bestowed as a Super Saiyan. But, he didn’t certainly think that he could rely only on the power of the legendary form, no. He wanted to go beyond his limits and increase his battle power more than ever.

“Uhh. I was born on Earth, that’s why I wear these clothes. As a matter of fact, I joined the Alliance like when we were still on Earth, and the idea of a place where the Saiyan could live peacefully without all that Empire stuff was kind of interesting, too!”

Both Natto and Corn apparently came from similar families, so to say, considering even the Earthling Saiyan’s parents were pretty much like most traditionalist Saiyans out there; for the one thing that mattered the most for them was pride, and such wasn’t something that Cornatto could comprehend at all. And while his dad usually seemed disgusted from his son’s lack of character, on the other hand, his mother had always been somewhat passive about the whole thing; she didn’t usually question her son’s kind nature, even if Cornatto was more playful than kind back then when he was a child. He always used to try and enjoy himself, even if there was no reason to. And probably that was all his mother cared about; for her son to grow healthily and happily, while his dad likely expected to raise a prideful Saiyan warrior, but that wasn’t how things went at all.

Cornatto didn’t usually give the matter too much importance, even if he guessed that it could have been because of how they had raised him; they didn't put him into an incubator in the first place. Not to mention that Earth was an entirely different thing from Vegeta and likely influenced on the child without him realizing it. Again, this subject wasn’t usually one he liked to dwell about, mostly because a question would often arise; what if he had grown up differently? Would he have been like ‘those’ people on Vegeta? The idea terrified him, and made his stomach twist and screw itself all over again. Maybe he was exaggerating, but it was the truth. Though, his parents had never been as extreme as Natto’s, especially because they had not much of a choice other than moving on Earth-- else things could have as well gone differently. The family, so to say, grew up rather quietly on the blue marble.

At times he wondered what they would have thought if they were to see him now; much stronger, and a Super Saiyan too. Not to mention that he had technically made the decision of joining a group of Saiyans that wasn’t anything like the Empire but rather one with a peaceful goal, something that probably not everyone was completely fine with, and that was understandable; there were lots of different people within the Alliance, after all. One of them seemed to be Nasu himself, the son of the Overseer, which was a little tad strange. He’d have likely expected for him to at least approve of his father’s doings, or maybe he did but didn’t like the way he did it?

He didn’t know.

There was only so much he knew about them, after all. Natto was a good man, but he was aware that he could also be pretty serious in certain situations, and that included parenting as well. But it made sense. As much of a gentle person Cornatto was, he could see the point in educating his children to behave and be not fearful but at least aware of a parent’s voice; the Earthling Saiyan himself had to go through quite a lot with his father whenever he wouldn’t listen to him. But it was definitely for the best.

“Pride, huh?” - he thought to himself, folding his arms over his chest as he tilted his head slightly for a brief moment.

“...Why’d ya ask if you knew, then?” - asked the man. However, he probably expected his relaxed attitude to only anger him more than he wasn’t already. Again, not like he was doing it on purpose, it was just his nature.

The kid didn’t seem to particularly appreciate the knowledge that the man had given to him. Apparently, he wasn’t particularly fond of the man’s homeworld; and maybe there was a little bit of reason with that, Cornatto himself agreed that the Kami’s reasoning to just kick the Saiyans off the planet was somewhat exaggerate. --Actually, it was total crap. They could have just continued their endeavors there without disturbing anyone, but she was probably troubled because of the invasion. Still, he missed his planets and the ones who inhabited it. They were genuine people, all of them, aside from what had happened with the Kami, whom he barely knew but she probably just cared for her planet. Nothing to blame her for, she just wanted to protect her world.

However, Nasu’s idea of destroying her house-- the Lookout was definitely off the charts; he didn’t know what the others thought about it, but he was sure that most of the Councilors and Natto himself would have profoundly disagreed, and so did Cornatto. No need to further tense their relation with the planet, not to mention that at that point they were pretty much settled. The Alliance had managed to find a new world, and everyone was content with it; Cornatto too. “Earth isn’t that bad y’know, maybe you’d pay it a visit later on. Just… don’t go around and mess with Kami’s stuff.” - he said, chuckling a bit before watching hop off the ground, apparently about to leave. He wasn’t going to hold him from leaving or not, at that point he was just waiting for Natto.

“Well, see ya’ then!”

However, before Nasu could go anywhere, his father had just arrived; and sooner than what Cornatto had expected at that point, but at least he had managed to come before Nasu could start another fight like last time. But, just like that one time, Natto was once more glaring at his son and asking for whatever he was up to in the training hall, funnily enough, the kid immediately backed down and lied about what he had been doing in the training room that far. Then, it was apparently up to Cornatto whether having Natto punish his son or not and while maybe he deserved it, Cornatto wasn’t that kind of person.

The man cracked a smile, lifting up a hand in greeting towards Natto. “Yo, Natto! Haha, good to see ya. And no, Nasu wasn’t doing anything. He just asked me what I had come here for, that's all. So, how have you been doing?”

Nasu was one difficult to deal with, and he couldn’t exactly understand why he had to be like that. All right, it was kind of evident that he had directly taken the behavior of a real Saiyan, but he didn’t quite understand how he could act like despite the fact that there were no one else but allies. The thing Cornatto didn’t realize is that both of them were entirely different-- and he didn’t understand it because he was still a kid, and kids could easily be just as troublesome as Nasu. Little the Earthling Saiyan knew that the very same kid would have then caused a lot of trouble on Earth and that he’d likely understand it only later just how different Nasu was from other kinder Saiyans that he had the pleasure to meet. His father included, most of them were earthlings, but there were also some nice people on Planet Natto, too!

However, where he lacked in manners, he guessed that he was decent enough when it came to battle power for his age; Cornatto was nowhere as strong, and it wasn’t just a matter of whether who trained more intensely than the other, no.

The Earthling Saiyan was naturally born with a weak power, or well, nothing too exceptional at least. Both his parents were low-class soldiers who were barely even a quarter worthy of the power that the Saiyan bestowed recently; that even reached the peak of the race’s limits and managed to ascend to the level of a Super Saiyan. And from there, he took quite a while to grow even higher than what was three-quarters of his current power. But that Nasu was that strong already was no surprise! After all, he was the son of two of the most powerful warriors in the galaxy; it couldn’t be any different.

However, while Nasu acted pretty harshly towards the blue-dressed Saiyan, he was pretty much docile to his father, which was kind of obvious but always kind of a surprise to notice how different Nasu acted in front of his father. It was almost like he suddenly turned into a different kid; and while it’d have been fair for Cornatto to spill it and tell Natto that Nasu was having another of his moments where he’d catch an attitude with the Earthling Saiyan, he wasn’t that type of person. One would have likely sold Nasu off so that Natto could give him a Super Saiyan Three spanking, but Cornatto was more generous than he’d have probably been, and as such, he decided to keep his mouth shut in regards to Nasu’s bad words and lied too. And Natto seemed to believe the Saiyan’s words thankfully, for Nasu that was. Else it could have been quite awkward.

Either way, Nasu was nowhere interested in remaining there for the training like he did last time and left so that he could train himself. However, before going, he passed by Cornatto who gave him a sideways glance, raising an eyebrow as he whispered low enough for only the two to hear. And he couldn’t help but let out a chuckle, with that usual goofy smile of his.

“Implying I thought it would have.” - he whispered back, folding his arms over his chest. He didn’t naturally expect his act even to be taken into consideration by Nasu, even if Cornatto had just saved him from one of the strongest men in the galaxy with a little lie. But at last, he left the two alone-- one of which, Natto, replied to Corn’s question in a rather frustrated way. He could imagine how it could be for Natto having to rule all of that, but at the same time, he had no idea of how the Saiyan could keep it all together. The Earthling Saiyan himself wasn’t fit at all for things such as ruling and all of that; he wouldn’t even know where to begin if he were in his place. Thankfully he could count on more than a few people who were probably more fit for that kind of work than Natto was-- and admittedly, Cornatto himself considered paperwork to be annoying.

“Damn, man. You sure sound like you mean it. Maybe you’d see if you can afford yourself a little break sometime!” - said the man, and while he somewhat expected what Natto would have answered-- basically that he couldn’t-- it was still worth suggesting! He would never likely have to go through as much as Natto had to do for the Alliance, but he felt like he’d probably need to take a few days off work after a little while! Just like Natto said, that sort of brain activity wasn’t typical for them to handle. Not to mention that Cornatto thought it was boring too!

He had to say, though, that his comment on the Kami and the Queen made him snicker a little; that’d have probably been better than paperwork, at least that would have likely ended up in a fight! Yes, much better than paperwork all right. And it made him somewhat smile when Natto admitted that he was looking forward to their training because so did Cornatto, not only he wanted to get stronger but he admired the fellow Saiyan for his power! Training with him was the best thing he could have asked.

“Haha! Well, having to face the Queen sounds much better than sitting at some desk all right. But yeah, I’ve been looking forward to this a lot myself. We both are Saiyans all right, hah.” - replied the man before lowering himself into the fighting stance that Natto had shown him last time they had sparred; his knees bent, a half-clenched fist placed close to his face, and his other arm bent at 90° degree close to his body. Cornatto cracked a grin in excitement, evidently impatient for the spar to commence.

“I’m ready whenever you are!”

The Earthling Saiyan remained in the Soy fighting stance, the one that Natto himself taught him that other time, as he watched the fellow Saiyan himself lowering down in that position. It was something that Cornatto took a little bit to get used to, and while he wasn’t still completely smooth with it. It was quite obvious to see that he had taken to heart the man’s teachings; he had been nearly using most of the time he fought someone, growing always more attached to the fighting style of the Soy school.

Cornatto was excited more than he had ever been lately for this spar; even more than the time he fought that Anubian guy, who was certainly strong, but not as powerful as Natto could have ever been. His power was something that the Earthling Saiyan looked up to as an objective-- a goal that he wanted to reach to get stronger and then use that strength for the greater good, something that he had set himself to do ever since he left planet Earth with the guys of the Alliance. It was pretty much something weird as to how a bunch of Saiyans could ever aspire for something peaceful indeed, but it was what interested the blue-dressed Saiyan in the first place. He wasn’t interested in the wicked ways of the Empire, it just didn’t suit him as a person, and probably that’s how Natto felt too. Even if he had no idea as to how he could endure even a day in the Empire-- maybe it had something to do with being a Commander or something like that. He didn’t know if they treated him differently or maybe he just had a wrong idea of the Saiyan society, but however they treated each other, he couldn’t stand their actions at all.

They had not only harmed the Earth but the system of the Kolds, and that was only a small part of all their barbarities throughout the centuries; most would say that at best they had conquered planets somewhere in Free Space, where it wouldn’t affect anyone, but did it make any difference? Obviously not. They still hurt living beings carelessly and at times even enjoying it, and Cornatto was glad that they had sent his family to Earth, though-- at least he didn’t end up like some of the Saiyans that he had encountered. Nor would he have liked to go through what Natto had to so that he’d realize the Empire’s evil ways and create the Reborn Saiyan Alliance.

It was just so strange that someone as nice as Natto could have been not only part of the Empire but one of their strongest warriors! If he hadn’t told him beforehand the day they met, he would have never believed it. Saiyans believed that the kind members of their species were the weakest because of their inability to embrace their ruthless self, but such was incorrect, and one just had to look at how many good Saiyans were part of the Saiyans, and to the number of the good-hearted Super Saiyans around.

Speaking of the legendary transformation, it seemed that Natto had somehow learned of the Earthling Saiyan’s recent ascension to the form, and it made him smirk a little. If Natto wanted Cornatto to show him the power he bestowed in his powered up form and while it could boost the Saiyan up to an incredible level, he had a few doubts that it’d still be nowhere as powerful as Natto’s own. However, he was quite interested in the Saiyan’s offer; his power was still raw and used up a lot of stamina, not to mention that he couldn’t exactly control his emotions rather well in the transformed form but he was sure that Natto could lend him a hand with that. “Really? Haha, that’d be awesome!” - replied the man, about to turn into a Super Saiyan but before he moved an inch, his eyes suddenly widened as he felt Natto’s power sparking up. In the beginning, it looked like he was only powering up by his aura, but it suddenly switched to a fiery golden and then the fellow’s power ascended even further; leaving Cornatto to stare in awe.

He sure knew that Natto was powerful, considering he wasn’t only a Super Saiyan but one who had managed to break the Super Saiyan wall-- but that power was incredible! And he was just in the first stage of the legendary transformation; how far could he ever go if he were to turn even further beyond than this?

“A-a-amazing!” - exclaimed the man in disbelief.

However, no way this was going to demoralize Cornatto. On the other hand, his eyes sparked with a burning fire; he was excited! He’d always get like that whenever he had to face such a strong fighter. And so, the Earthling Saiyan regained his composure and bent his knees slightly, both his fists closed as he assumed a power up stance. The power difference was quite evident despite the fact that Cornatto had not successfully turned yet, one only had to see how none of the tiles had lifted up aside from some debris, but regardless of that, his power wasn’t something to laugh at either.

He clenched his teeth, his physique surging with power as he unleashed a primal growl as he unleashed a golden aura; his hair turning blonde and his ear into bright, green eyes.

By the time his power sparked up to about two million of battle power, his golden aura had exploded and flared around the Saiyan brightly; he had transformed into a Super Saiyan. But it was still obvious that he hadn’t managed to master the form yet; his eyes weren’t teal like Natto’s, not to mention that his power output was nothing compared to Natto.

[Super Saiyan | Power Level: 2.081.118]

“This is me as a Super Saiyan… I still can’t control this very good, though.” - he said, and probably Natto had the chance to see this the moment he transformed. Not only he didn’t possess the characteristics of a Super Saiyan Full Power, but he also took a minute or so to change form, while Natto could manage to switch from his base form to the one of a golden warrior quite quickly.

Natto wasn’t the only one hyped for this training; the Earthling Saiyan had been waiting for this for quite a while. Not only he wanted to learn the secrets of the Soy Arts, but he also wanted to get much stronger and have fun! And he was sure that as long as he was going to train with Natto, that’d have been quite easy to achieve! The man was ridiculously strong and pointless to say that instead of intimidating Cornatto, his power only made him wanting to fight him even more! If the Earthling Saiyan could seriously get any stronger than that by following Natto’s advice on the Super Saiyan, then he’d be damned if he weren’t to, it was probably the best he could have ever asked.

He thought the same as Natto; not only their training would have then given more results but also manage to entertain both of the Saiyans at it, despite the fact that Natto was more or less four times stronger than Cornatto. And while he was aware of the existence of the following forms of the Super Saiyan stage, he wasn’t aware of the difference between a Super Saiyan and a Mastered one; but thankfully Natto was going to explain him that.

The Saiyan stared at the fellow warrior, listening to him intently as he spoke of the stamina cost that would come everytime the Saiyan switched to his elevated state. And he wasn’t wrong at all, to be honest, Cornatto didn’t directly notice, but he usually felt a greater power weight on his shoulder every time he’d stay as a Super Saiyan for a prolonged time. It was probably the drawback that the stamina cost put on him, and that couldn’t be good at all in a fight-- especially a long one.

“So, this one and the forms beyond the first level of Super Saiyan eat up your energies? I had no idea… but you’re right. I can feel it right now-- I guess it wasn’t something I paid much attention to, but I can feel it-- even if I ain’t doing anything right now.” - replied the man, looking down at himself for a brief moment. It wasn’t a very quick and noticeable process, especially since the Saiyan was just standing somewhere, but he could feel his energies slowly being drained by the legendary transformation. Was that the cost of maintaining such incredible strength? Which-- honestly, it wasn’t even that great if he had to compare it with the fellow Saiyan’s powered up form; but he had clearly gotten through all of this mastered Super Saiyan deal already.

Then, the man snapped out of his thoughts once he felt something unusual; or rather, had seen Natto making his aura fade away almost as if it was child’s play, and yet Cornatto wasn’t able to. Or rather, not without a good five minutes or so when it’d go off itself without him noticing. The man had managed to grasp a pretty good control over the form, and that was likely a step necessary if the man wanted to surpass the Super Saiyan One and reach forms such as Super Saiyan Two or even further beyond. It wasn’t probably going to be easy, nor did Cornatto have a clear idea as to how he could achieve those two forms, but he believed he’d have gotten the hang of it sooner or later!

Natto explained the whole deal as to how the way to control the golden form was basically to get the better over his rage and feelings themselves that burst the Saiyan into achieving that power in the first place. But he could see sense into that; without calming himself down, it’d have been impossible for him to harness all of his ki. “Lower down my power level, huh?... Well, that sounds easier than what it is.” - added the man, frowning down as he folded his arms over his chest.

He seemed to be getting somewhat focused; not meditative and all of that but likely trying to make sense out of the man’s words. For him to suppress his power level had been something relatively easy since he had been taught by a good old friend how to do that, but yet it was still difficult for him to do that as a Super Saiyan. It felt like the only thing he could do in that form was just surging more power through his body, and thus losing, even more, the control over his mind as great emotions such as rage would quickly take over. Even if there wasn’t usually no reason to get angry after the first time, it was what it felt like; his soul screamed with rage and it wouldn’t ever come to a stop.

“Calm my heart…” - he had muttered under his breath before he decided to give it a try! He closed his eyes, his arms still folded over his chest as he wanted to make himself feel comfortable or anyways relaxed; apparently, he didn’t believe so, but still it was worth a shot. As his eyes were closed, Natto would likely notice the fact that his power level wasn’t going either down nor up, it was probably a stale situation-- although his aura seemed to be flaking every now and then. The Earthling Saiyan was attempting something, although his power level didn’t change at all-- until his aura suddenly disappeared and with that, also the Super Saiyan looks as the man reverted to his base form.

“Uh, did I do it? I do kinda feel calm now.” - he thought to himself.

He blinked for a few moments until he realized what had just happened. He burst out in a faint laughter, rubbing the back of his neck. “Oopsie! I guess I just calmed down way too much, haha.” - exclaimed the man before turning into a Super Saiyan once more, his power that had previously lowered down, once more returned to where it was standing earlier. "I'm gonna try again!"

It was some outcome the one that Cornatto had managed to pull off; not only he didn’t manage what Natto asked him to do, but Cornatto thought that he had succeeded until he took a closer look at himself and his battle power. Honestly, the Earthling Saiyan thought that he had managed to control his Super Saiyan form at first, but that was until the man realized that he didn’t feel stronger at all, but on the other hand, his power had weakened since he had reverted to his base form. And without him noticing, too! It was something that only Cornatto could have managed to pull so carelessly and still to laugh off it; nor did he blame Natto for laughing, it was pretty hilarious indeed!

But again, his laughter aside, he tried to gather as many information as possible from what Natto told him. For him not to let go of his energy was something that he had learned to do by relying on his anger, which he had to contain but at the same time never calmed it down, else he’d quickly lose his power and switch back to his base form. That is why he turned back into his black-haired Saiyan form earlier, he wasn't exactly sure as to how he could execute what Natto requested him to do, but he was obviously going to give it a try! He had just started, and that little fail didn’t certainly discourage him, it would have taken much more than that before the Saiyan were to call it a day. Plus, Natto was trying to encourage him a bit, too! He appreciated that, but he also he wanted to have a spar him, and they weren’t going to until Cornatto would have got a hold of this Mastered Super Saiyan stuff.

“Super Saiyan as a base form, huh?... Well, y’know what? That sounds kind of simple now!” - exclaimed the man, and he had to say, that the idea of thinking it like that kind of helped him imagine how he’d have thought of it as. More or less as if the golden form was nothing more than his actual power and not just a transformation-- if that were the case, then that would mean that his heart would be calm! Or so he guessed at least-- he couldn’t think of other ways he could view this whole thing like.

Even if he had to say, the news that stages superior to the first Super Saiyan transformations were even more taxing on the body was kind of disappointing to hear! As much as he didn’t bother trying to control the transformation earlier, mostly because he had no idea it would come with such benefits, he didn’t like how tiring he felt after turning into a Super Saiyan. Without even fighting! Almost as if just staying in the form was a continuous draining of energy and stamina, and it wasn’t certainly going to help Cornatto in a fight. Not at all! He needed a form that he could rely on for longer fights than one's usual training spars; if the transformation were to use up all of his energies, then it'd have just been a double-edged sword to him.

While, in the terms that Natto used; the Super Saiyan Full Power sounded like some sort of blessing if one could even sleep in that form. Cornatto didn’t really see the sense into why one would even sleep as a Super Saiyan in the first place, but he understood what he meant; he needed to reach that level. No matter what, he was definitely going to do it this time! The Earthling Saiyan lowered his head for a brief moment as he closed his eyes and tried to focus for once.

What was he going to do? Try to expand the usage of power output and make use of the second and third-grade forms or try to master it first? He didn’t feel like going for such a useless upgrade like the Second or Third Grade form, he had heard them before and by what Natto had just confirmed him; they were extremely taxing and not worth it in the end. Not to mention that he wanted to get rid of the rage burning in his heart; he wanted to be his normal self. And that is when Cornatto then, tried to suppress his power but this time not by letting go of the power that the transformation granted him; but this time, imagining that he was actually in his base form already. However, what he imagined in his mind wasn’t an image of himself in his black-haired appearance but rather the one in his Super Saiyan form, but at the same time, he tried to feel as if he had not even transformed into a Super Saiyan in the first place. It was a complicated process to describe, and it took more than just five minutes, and Cornatto himself barely knew what he was doing, but it felt like it was working; his power level was slowly lowering, but he was still capable of maintaining the Super Saiyan form.

He could feel that angsty feeling of sorts fading away deep down within his heart; he was calming down, but this time without having to revert to his actual base form. His aura itself wasn’t just as bright as earlier before it completely vanished, however Cornatto was still transformed! It didn’t take much other than a few moments for him to open his eyes, his softened features curiously looking at himself before he lifted up both his arms.

[Super Saiyan Full Power | Power Level: 2.561.376]

The man stared at both his arms for a brief moment before he tightened his fists tightly and brought them back down as he unleashed an even greater power than before! He could feel it; he was calm and not only that but he had managed to break through the limitations that had been restraining him up until that moment.

Cornatto remained silent for a moment before he grinned, his eyes now sparkling with happiness. “Wooohooo!! I did it! Hahaha, this is awesome!” - exclaimed the man in triumph. Then, he glanced at Natto, smirking a bit.

“Thanks for helping me with this, man. I didn’t know I could still release all this power! Now, I guess we can get our spar going?”