Reunited in death [Nasu/Corn/Invite]

Nasu had an interesting time with Mira and he learned quite a lot, not only in techniques and fighting skills, but he learned as a whole and, somehow, he felt like a changed man now, a better one, a more fitting warrior and perhaps a leader if there was still a place for him among his peers. However, he didn’t quite know if he would be willing to fight for his old position and in all honesty, if he was to lead, he would do so because his peers, his fellow saiyans wanted him to, and not by imposing his own will above them.

He was walking through the dead forest land of Hell, all alone, once he was finished his training and suddenly he sensed a familiar power level appearing right behind him and that made him stop, but not to turn back. His expression remained quite serious and serene and then he closed his eyes and kept them that way. The golden halo was above his head, glowing just enough to show its mystical properties; the bound of his body to the world of the dead, his freedom and his shackles all in one.

The woman spoke nothing but his name, and for a moment, he did the same. ”Mother…” he said and then paused for a few seconds which seemed to last way more. Slowly he opened his eyes and finally he decided to turn around and look at Tomoroko. She had that halo above her head, just like his and she hadn’t aged a single day, which made him think the same fate would befall him if he was to stay – which he didn’t plan to – and he considered what he could accomplish there. But then again, it would be meaningless, because the dead are meant to be forgotten, no matter what, and the clouds above him, those impregnable clouds were enough of a reminder.

”How may I help you?” and this sentence was odd, because while it was much better than Nasu’s normal angry and read to strike behavior, it was ice cold. His eyes held no affection anymore, not for her at least.

Tomoroko hugged Nasu and he let her for the time being and remained there in silence while his mother spoke her mind. He didn’t show any trace of emotion as she did so and allowed her to end her speech before he managed to get himself out of her embrace and then turned around to face her. Nasu had nothing but coldness in his eyes right now, at least that was what he was giving her.

”How naïve and delusional are you, mother?” he bluntly asked, pausing briefly. ”Why wouldn’t they do that? Why wouldn’t they go that far? I was killing their friends one by one.” and that was the harsh truth he was well aware of, and in all honesty, Nasu was way too tired of sugarcoating things, of pretending they were capable of saving any trace of family they still held in their hearts. No, Nasu had buried that when he decided to try to kill the fused warrior and he didn’t feel like changing his mind right now.

”I’m not like you or father. I never was, even though I tried to be. It’s not within my nature. I’m not like Lettis either. I’m myself, my own type of saiyan and I’m satisfied with that.” his tone was still cold, but there was a bit of irritation in it. ”The only reason I stopped the Tree of Might was because of what your boss said. About the mortal level, and I only believed him because I know there are beings that are far above us, but I don’t plan on letting them belittle me for long, but that’s none of your concern.” he paused once again.

”But I’m done with attacking people. I will find a suitable planet for my kin and be there, if that’s what you are worried about. If that’s all you want, then you should get out of this place. I can’t go up there so you shouldn’t be able to get down here!” his tone became a tad bit harsher now.

The Earthling Saiyan had already felt Nasu’s energy as he was sent to Hell-- it would have been weird not to sense it when he transformed into his Super Saiyan Three form. After all, the guy was potent and not only that, but the string of power that separated both Super Saiyan Two and Three was vast.

The mere force of the long-haired and browless transformation itself was enough to shake the same dimension one was located within-- no wonder that the Saiyan had felt his kin all the way beyond the clouds that divided Heaven and Hell.

It was a straightforward system that Cornatto had realized after he had been given judgments; based on your deeds, you’d go either there or on the other side, which at times, could be different given on your acts themselves. An example of it is how the Earthling Saiyan was sent to Kaio-sama’s planet, although that crimson Oni had also offered him the chance to just go straight to heaven.

But, he had chosen for Kaio-sama’s training. He wanted to get stronger and had also grown a little curious to meet the guy! It turned out that he was a lot weaker than the raven-haired alien, but he had some interesting techniques-- such as the Kaioken! Then again, the Kaioken itself had its perks and drawbacks; he couldn’t certainly use it way too much in a fight, especially with a transformation. That would have been a huge problem, for sure, given it’d strain to the point of death at a certain point. He guessed he could work around a way even with the Super Saiyan Three transformation, but he’d have sure needed some time to master the Kaioken technique better first.

Either way, though, what mattered now was Nasu. In a lot of ways, honestly. The man could already pick up on Tomoroko’s energy which made him smile quite a bit! “Hehe, I guess they’re having a family reunion. Too bad Natto isn’t here… I wanted to fight him again!” - he said to himself as he pouted before he let out a faint breath from his lips.

The man stood with his shoes planted firmly on Kaio-sama’s planet; his fists closed on his hips as he watched the skies with interest before his gaze eventually fell to stare at the massive gathering of yellow-colored clouds. “Man, I need to get even stronger for this tournament… Galen is a good training partner, but I need someone even more powerful than me!”

The Earthling Saiyan’s thoughts naturally dwelled on Nasu; he was probably the right person to go for a challenging fight, or well, perhaps even impossible given just how strong he was in his Super Saiyan form-- but it wasn’t like there were many other people in the Afterlife whom he could fight. The armored Saiyan himself was probably the best option; perhaps he could manage to draw something out within his body; power would usually come in response to a need, not a desire, after all. But he was sure he wouldn’t have indeed unlocked Super Saiyan Three in his state, Corn felt it-- it was close, but he needed something more to tap into it, and yet, he needed a far higher power than the one he already wielded. He didn’t think it was impossible, after all, he was still weaker than what Natto used to be-- the latter one had reached levels that were then surpassed by his son.

“Maybe I should go and see how it goes, even because the tournament--”

The Earthling Saiyan paused for a brief moment and blinked his eyes quickly. “Oh right! The Tournament of Power! I guess I’ll catch the two birds with one stone,” - he said to himself as he realized that he had yet to tell Nasu about the tournament given how hard he had been trying to improve himself. He still needed to find a handful of members to join the competition. Nasu would have made a perfect ace given he was smart and also the most potent Saiyan alive at the moment-- it made Corn glad that Nasu was that powerful honestly-- if not the father, then Cornatto could have looked up to Nasu's power as a point of reference and drive himself to get stronger. He only hoped that the son of Natto would accept the offer to join the tournament, but if he could guess how Nasu had become, he was undoubtedly going to do so.

And thus, the Earthling Saiyan jumped down Kaio-sama’s planet and then dashed in the otherworld’s skies as a ghostly-white aura flared around his muscular form. The Saiyan easily pierced through the golden clouds as they departed at the mere contact with the Turtle Hermit’s powerful aura. It took Corn a few moments to get past the thick formation of clouds, but as soon as he did, he could easily see a far more twisted and bizarre place than Kaio-sama’s peaceful planet, it wasn’t all that scary as he had imagined, it looked a lot like Planet Vegeta.

“So this is hell, huh? It’s not so bad… I had expected worse.”

The man quickly sped up as he reached the two in depth of Hell’s forests as he halted in the skies and heard them speak of the gods and how Nasu was apparently not going to let them belittle him ‘any longer’ soon enough. The Earthling Saiyan quirked an eyebrow but also formed a genuine smile as he began to slowly lower himself to the ground.

“I am with Nasu on that one! I fought the God of Destruction--, yeah, not much of a fight. She destroyed me, hehe! But I’ll keep getting stronger until I can stand up to the likes of her,” - the man announced as his shoes made a faint clicking noise as soon as they stepped on the firm ground of the ‘lower realms’ of the Afterlife. The two obviously had different motivations but also a common goal, apparently.

The man soon lifted a hand up in greeting. “Hey! It’s been a while since we got to talk, Nasu. I know this may be a little out of place, and you’re all grown up and whatever, but treat your mom a little better, will ya’?” - he snickered-- although maybe it was a little forced of a friendly behavior; he hoped that perhaps he could ease off the tension a little. But forced or not, he didn’t hold any grudge towards Nasu at all.

“I heard you lost your fight pretty bad. I don’t know how or whatever happened, but hey, I see you’re not down with the mood at all. I sense a power even higher than when I saw you on Earth,” - he paused as the man’s peaceful expression was quickly overwhelmed by a warrior’s smirk.

Cornatto let a grin crack on his face as he laughed faintly at Nasu’s reaction. Things hadn’t changed at all, no matter how many years, it seemed like Nasu couldn’t still get that much along with the other Saiyan but hey, it was always as funny as ever to the Earthling Saiyan, so he didn’t complain too much. But hey! They were both dead, so they had something in common, right?

“Haha! C’mon, don’t be like that, Nasu! We should become friends, we’re both dead now, after all.” - he said. The man had also realized that Nasu had gone entirely beyond what he was on Earth-- although he didn’t know too much about the whole God stuff, Corn could tell that Nasu seemed quite confident about his power, just like he said. It made Corn feel a few shivers down his spine; he was eager to see his full potential promptly-- perhaps that very same day and given the fact Nasu probably looked forward to beating down the Saiyan ever since he was a kid, he’d likely agree-- or that’s what Corn hoped at least.

The Turtle Hermit snickered a bit to himself as Nasu mentioned that he’d get out of Hell. He could see it quickly happen; his Super Saiyan Three power was one that he had sensed quite immediately when he powered up that other time, but probably not enough to escape the Other World. That being said, though, he did wonder if there were different ways to get out of the Afterlife aside from the Dragon Balls-- if there were, that’d have been pretty neat.

“Hehe! I am sure you will, buddy. Try not to go too far-- I have something to tell ya’ and trust me, I am sure it’ll get you excited cause we’ll get to fight very strong guys!”

Cornatto himself was still unsure whether he’d have decided to stay or just go back to the world of the living. He guessed he’d have made a choice after the Tournament of Power, though. For the moment he needed to stay around both for his training with Galen and King Kai and also so that he could keep on recruiting the remaining team members, one of which was Nasu and he was aiming to tell him right away.

However, before the Earthling Saiyan could go on about that, he realized he had interrupted something, and thus he let out a goofy chuckle and rubbed the back of his neck. “Oopsie, sorry! Haha…”

The man gradually became silent as he let Tomo talk and now that he was there, he decided to take part in the conversation as well and just listen to what the female was talking about. It was seemingly something pretty valuable as he could tell that the Saiyan mother’s mood had turned way down the pit in a matter of moments as she said the tale of someone who had managed some crazy feat; to push the Kaioken to times one hundred.

Cornatto widened his eyes for an instant and blinked, in wonder to what incredible strength such a feat must have granted him; he aware of the technique and had learned it himself but he could only imagine just how powerful a Kaioken X100 could get him. Probably above anything else he had ever faced before, but such was not what most concerned him but rather the fact that the Kaioken had vaporized the person entirely.

The man’s face twisted from one of amusement and turned rigidly into one of concern, with his eyebrows that arched and slowly lowered down to his facial features as he eyed the Saiyan girl.

Being vaporized was something that had also happened to Cornatto, which was how he found himself there at the moment but what would happen if you were already dead? That was quite a mystery to Cornatto; he assumed that you’d just go back to the station but not even that, as Tomo soon mentioned that the man that had pushed himself a hundred past the limitations of the Kaioken technique was Nasu’s dad.

“Natto?... So that means…”

The man mumbled under his breath as he stared at Tomoroko shockingly but soon enough his gaze fell for him to stare at the ground and scowl silently as he clenched his teeth. His facial features rose, slightly curving the outline of his eyes as they stared at nothing, although his glance was indeed aimed at the ground he was standing onto.

The Earthling Saiyan and the former Saiyan Commander had been good friends given how alike they were and their good chemistry, for they had both also put a lot of work into the Alliance but in the end, Natto died and left the living realm forever. Cornatto had already put all of that past him, despite how difficult it was for him at first to accept the deaths of his friends but somehow, he hoped that he’d get to meet them again one day.

He could feel his face slowly more livid as his raw emotions quickly heated him with anger. He grunted silently in pain that he had not felt in a while that quickly maddened him but as much as the man tried, he couldn’t get that tightening sensation up his chest to stop and cease as his breathing pace promptly increased.

“Is it… Is it really the end of you? Natto…!”

But he had realized it when Tomo had told him that he wouldn’t have probably shown around at all, but now he guessed that at least he knew what had happened, but it was indeed a massive disappointment for him and also a sharp blade of sadness for the man to meet with the truth that his friend has forever lost his life. Cornatto had always counted on him because he knew he could, but in the end, could Natto have ever said the same?

The martial artist left the Alliance when it needed his help, and he wasn’t even around for when his heritage could have used a hand and perhaps the planet as a whole. Natto was a good friend, but the Turtle Hermit had barely been there for what he had left and for the man himself, who ended up getting destroyed. The man wasn’t scowling, and his lips were as flat as they could get as he stared beneath his feet and tightened the grasp of his fist ever so slightly but hard enough for his veins to be visible over his skin.

Cornatto soon lifted his gaze up and exchanged looks with Tomoroko for a few moments; he didn’t aim angst towards her but he wasn’t naturally happy at all, on the other hand, he was furious. But he knew that Tomo had no blame in any of this, and suffered more than both the men probably did at the moment.

How long has it been since the last time Nasu embraced his mother? The last few times they met he didn't show any sort of deep affection. Maybe when he was still a kid? Definitely never after he came from trying and conquering a planet, only to be scolded by both Natto and Tomoroko about his behavior being akin to the Empire and not the Alliance. It felt alien, it felt weird and at the same time it felt right, warm and nostalgic, enough to bring water to his eyes which, only by the sheer overwhelming power of his willpower didn't fell from his eyes, taking the form of tears, which was only made harder when she pat on his head like she did so many times when he was still a young kid. Tomoroko tried to shift the blame to her due to her lack of power, but he knew all too well that it was because she was a mother wanting to protect his kid from the pain, Kinoko had reminded him of that on how protective she was with their son. Speaking of which, Nasu just realized how much of a shitty father he had been, being overly harsh and furious with his son just because it reminded him of his dad and how different they were.

"You are not to blame mother, it was because of me, because of my problems with Kikiko, because of my unyielding rage and thirst for power and blood." Nasu was no longer a child and he wouldn't allow his mother to take the blame for his own faults. "I've been wrong regarding so many things that I'm even pushing my son away. I'm being a terrible parent even though I had incredible examples." he admitted with a long and painful sigh.

They separated shortly after that and Tomoroko said that he needed to answer Cornatto's call but still he shook his head, even though she said the universe would be erased, but that bugged him. "Erased? Does that mean everyone will die? Well... I'm already dead anyway..." but the concern seemed a bit out of place if that was the outcome of this so called battle, but then Cornatto began speaking again, prompting Nasu to stare back at him and like Tomoroko, he said they would stop existing. Nasu arched one of his eyebrows, intrigued by the statement. "What does that mean? Everybody will just be thrown into the afterlife, is that it?" he asked, unsure if that was the case.

As he continued to speak though, the prize was something that caught his interest: some sort of dragon balls. With them, just like Lettis did decades ago, he would be able to restore the saiyans and that was something quite amazing and something that would help him atoning for the wrongs of his past ways. "With that I can resurrect the saiyans... Okay, I'm interested now." he said, folding his arms in front of his chest. But then, to his surprise, Cornatto asked Nasu to fight him and that surprised him for a second, only for him to crack a smirk shortly after that.

"Fight you? Hahahaha! Okay Cornatto, you are way out of your league right now but I will do it, still... We won't really be able to call this a fight! And since I don't want to waste my time, I will go all out from the get go! Brace yourself!" he warned and, oddly enough, Nasu didn't seem to be bragging out of his pride alone, he could back it up. The saiyan clenched both of his fists as he started to channel all of his energy, tapping deep into the core of his godly ki, a mastery he had attained just a short while ago under the guidance of the former Demon King Mira.



"AAAAAAHHHHHHHHH!!!" he shouted with all his lungs and as he did that his hair started spiking even though they were still pitch black. Then, he floated just for a bit as a thin blue aura involved all of his body and in the next second, a very bright light took over his entire body, blinding anyone staring directly towards it. His power spiked absurdly until it vanished completely, but the pressure, even to those who couldn't sense his godly ki was way too intense, unlike anything they ever felt before save for Lagerus herself.

After the explosion of light, his body was there completely enveloped by a godly blue light that started breaking down from his head to his toes. Nasu's hair was almost like his normal Super Saiyan form, only this time it was royal blue in color, just like his eyes. He cracked a smirk with the corner of his mouth as his transformation was finished and chuckled.

"I call this form Super Saiyan Blue. A simple name, but that's all that is simple about it." he said, chuckling once again.