Saiyan and Demon in the Valleys of Hell. Join Us! [Closed]

The Earthling Saiyan’s flight path met with Bernael’s as the two figures stopped in mid-air and stared at each other for a brief moment until Cornatto initiated the conversation between the two. The man dressed in blue and yellow definitely showed traits that weren’t particularly bound to someone with an evil aura— not to mention the fact that he didn’t even a halo, it was mostly just a little off trip from the living world to recruit the Demon boy in the team.

He had to say, that although they weren’t fighting, Bernael had a strong aura! It was pretty impressive. Cornatto was quite a few steps ahead of him, but he was sure that Bern could have been a nice addition to the team. There were lots of powerhouses in their team already, but Corn knew that a team of ten could possibly gather up and break them. If teamwork were to be allowed, of course. The King of All was apparently an unpredictable guy so, it was just a chance like any other.

It was still something to consider, though. Cornatto himself had only recently mustered up some nice boost, even thanks to King Kai’s training but that was barely possible for him to sustain that long. So, he had to be careful when using it. Willpower and soul could only bring him that far because the Kaioken could truly be deadly and no ‘desire’ to keep going would have stopped it from killing Cornatto. Despite that, though, it was one trump card that could turn out to be useful. More than what he could imagine and from Lord Whis’ words, if the guy was worth a spot on the team, then he was sure he had something of his own as well.

The martial artist smirked and nodded his head. “Training, huh? That’s cool! You are quite powerful, ain'tcha? No way you’d get such strength with normal training,” - said the man before his expression softened with a curious gaze and a tilt of his head before he burst out in a faint laughter.

“Hahaha! No, no! I actually need you alive!— It’s a long story, so yeah, I hope you’ll listen. But I guess first things first, I should introduce myself!”

The Turtle Hermit stated as he let his hands rest on his hips and looked at Bernael with a rather self-confident and friendly gaze. “I am Cornatto! I am a Saiyan born on Earth and currently the Turtle Hermit. But I have not come here to tell you about me,” - paused the man before he moved his hands up to bust as he folded them over his torso. “I know we’ve probably never met and all, but, uh, a friend told me about you. In a few words, the Universe is in danger and we need about ten warriors who can fight for it.”

The Tournament of Power had been established a handful of time ago, soon for it to take place— it wasn’t going to actually take longer than forty-five minutes, but it ought to be some sort of dynamic and very intense fight if twenty warriors would have fought for almost only an hour straight. He was sure that a fight could take about the same time, but with twenty warriors? He was truly surprised that it was only going to take that chunk of time for the tournament to end unless it was indeed going to be that easy to lose by dropping out of bounds. Either that or the time limit would have done the job by itself, by eliminating the Universe with fewer fighters left.

“I am not sure if you know anything about the Kais. They are Gods of Creation! Then, there are the Gods of Destruction. Ours is Lagerus-sama and I have fought her, so yeah— I can tell you that I strongly believe anything she told me about this tournament is true. She was kinda scared back then! And she is so powerful that she finished me in a minute.”

The man couldn’t help but bring that up as it was one of the only arguments he could muster up to actually prevent the guy from thinking that he was lying or something. Either way, it wasn’t like Cornatto was overdoing it anyway. Lord Lagerus truly handed him a new one to sit on, it was quite amusing and only excited Cornatto as he told Bernael about it.

“So, basically, our Universe is very messed up— but so is another. So basically, some guy who is the King of All, wants to erase us! In one way or the other, though, they made a deal; there’ll be a tournament called the Tournament of Power. Ten members of each universe will fight and the winning universe will survive, the other will be erased.”

The man explained in the shortest way he could come up with. It wasn’t exactly all that easy given the fact that there’d likely be questions, but he guessed that he could try his best to just get the guy so they could finally get on with the training in the Room of Spirit and Time.

“So, in a few words, there are also a few rules. No flight, no items, but killing is apparently allowed. Either way, we’ll need you to be alive, so yeah… You’ll have to find some way to revive! Last time I have heard there are quite a lot of ways to actually get out of here so I am sure you’ll find something. At best, we can just get you in while this, too. Just gotta ask a friend of mine and you should be fine! So, what do you say? Are you joining us?”

The Turtle Hermit suddenly widened his eyes as he recalled one more detail that could have also helped with the whole thing. There was also a little bit of a reward for the best fighter, other than surviving. “The best fighter also gets the Super Dragon Balls. I am not sure if you know what the Dragon Balls are, but they are orbs that can grant any wish you have.”

The male couldn’t help but giggle softly a little when he heard that the red-haired male had apparently gone rusty. Pretty much because it happened to Cornatto before; a lot of time ago, when he decided to prioritize his daughter’s well-care over anything else because of the war’s aftermath, he had to face a similar situation. He had lost a good amount of his power back then, but he had quickly gained it back and surpassed it as if it were nothing; he couldn’t still at times explain how he did it. Corn could only guess it was a matter of willpower rather than the potential at times, but either way, he was confident in his abilities and that he actually had potential. He only had to understand how to use it.

“Yeah. I don’t think Hell is really a nice place at all. I went to Heaven, so I am not really that much sure! I am not even dead anymore, though, so I am that sure either— Hehe!”

Cornatto’s expression softened in curiosity as Bern mentioned something about Saiyans trying to attack Earth and also go after his loved ones, that one made the Turtle Hermit sigh in disappointment.

“I have heard some of it. I was off all the stuff for a while, so I don’t know all the details. I was raised on Earth, that’s true, but I also used to be the Major of the Alliance like...—twenty years ago! Something like that. I assure you, though, we used to be better people than what the Saiyans did lately. I tell ya’ as I was good buddies with Natto back in the days,” - said the man, perhaps in some sort of apology or really in any other way he could get at least not to picture an overall negative idea of the Saiyan race.

There were also the good elements, just like Bernael pointed out. “Really? A Saiyan raised on Earth? Man, that sounds nice! Haha, I bet she was pretty much as peaceful as I am. Even though, I admit I may love fighting a little bit too much. I just can’t help it though,” - remarked the Saiyan with a playful grin while his hand lifted up to his neck, rubbing his skin softly as he looked at the Demon until the latter revealed his identity and caused Corn to break down in amusement.

“Oooh?! Half-Demon and Half-Human? That’s pretty cool!”

Cornatto tilted his head slightly. “There’s a Grand Supreme Kai? Huh. I’d like to meet them someday. But priorities first for the moment! I have been training like crazy lately, haha. But this friend of mine, uhh, well! He’s actually a guy that works with the God of Destruction. I didn’t know many other candidates, so he suggested me either the Demon Queen or you. Now, no offense to the Queen. But hey, I don’t need my team trying to kill each other!” - exclaimed the male, followed by a short laugh as the warrior folded his arms over his chest.

Then, Corn silently listened to the male, nodding his head a few times. “I am sure you’d make a good component to the team. I trust my guts, hehe! And well, uh, if you want to stay here, that’s fine! We can take you out of here for the time we need you for the tournament and then bring you back here. I am surprised you want to stay in Hell, though, it’s pretty nice of you wanting to respect the Grand Supreme Kai’s request. But well, I am happy to have ya’ on the team!”

The Earthling Saiyan’s expression brightened up as the other mentioned a spar, evidently tickling those Saiyan instincts of his as a smirk formed on his features. He couldn’t help but immediately nod in excitement, he would have liked to have a shot at the hybrid’s power! Their powers were not too distant from each other, although Corn did have the upper hand, he wondered what sorts of skills a Demon could hide since Whis advised him not to bother with Nakiya.

If both were Demons, he could only guess that both could do similar stuff, right?

“Hell yeah! I am all for a spar. I hoped you’d ask me that, honestly!”

He had never sparred a Demon before, aside from that one time when he helped his friend Gnash with a little troublesome being, but other than that, it looked like it ought to be a good encounter between Cornatto and Bernael; he wondered just how far the Demon’s power could, though, he was pretty sure that he hid his true power.

The same was assumed by Bern who immediately pointed out that he was indeed aware of the Saiyan race’s ability to transform into a powered up form. “Huh, really? Who was your master? Maybe I knew them!” - asked the male with a hint of curiousness until he let the argument slide and clashed his fists together.

“But yeah! I can transform into a Super Saiyan, too. Even further beyond than that. But, we’ll start things easy,” - said the man until he stopped to silently watch the other’s transformation as both his ki and hair turned into a majestic color that he couldn’t help but associate to Nasu’s Super Saiyan Blue. Needless to say that Corn was getting excited! Just thinking about his fight with the King of the Saiyans made his blood boil fiercely within his veins as his smirk grew wider.

“Not bad at all! I may just have to go all out eventually, but I am really curious to see just how strong you are!” - exclaimed the male as he tightened his fists and silently growled under his breath until he unleashed a short roar that followed an outburst of his ki, now tainted in gold together with his hair. His teal-colored orbs watched over the fellow fighter, right now, the male had just turned into a regular Super Saiyan.

[Super Saiyan Full Power [x16] | Power Level: 6.010.016]

“An ace up your sleeve? Now I am curious. Well, let’s see then if my guts are right into making you a member of the team. Hehe!”

The male then shifted into his fighting stance, with both his legs spread apart and one fist placed up, close to his face and with the hand just half-clenched. He located his other fist against his hip, bent at a ninety-degree angle and completely tightened, with his fingers pressing against the skin of his palm.

The Turtle Hermit waited a few moments as his stare looked out for any possible first action made by his opponent, but without any result, therefore the man decided to go for him first as he dashed forward and aimed to strike Bernael head-on with his fist, only to connect with a flurry; a simple clash of power, for the moment, in order to measure the other’s capabilities.

It was finally time that the fight would begin now that both the fighters had transformed into their powered-up forms. True, Cornatto could have directly ascended to Super Saiyan Two but first, he wished to see a little bit of what the other was capable in his demon form. It was quite intriguing for him to fight someone ‘different’— most of the time he had fought people from a typical species, it was quite boring! But half-human and half-demon… now that was quite a fresh one! He had admittedly never fought someone who possessed Demon traits and such might, although he had once fought a similar being, he was nothing compared to Bernael.

It was still something that happened when he was very young, so it wasn’t the easiest of fights back in the days but that guy didn’t even pose that much of a challenge. On the other hand, even if Cornatto could definitely surpass Bernael in battle power, the other did mention having something up his sleeve.

On this note, he could only wonder how far he could go with his Super Saiyan form. Everything would have come to experience and fighting expertise, they were pretty much what would have come to establish the result of their training spar. Even while Cornatto stared at Bern, as both had assumed their fighting stance, the male couldn’t help but feel excited at the mere idea of sparring the hybrid. It was definitely also gonna be a good training spar for both of them since they were going to participate in the tournament and Cornatto could have used someone to train with, at least to test his own power before he’d have to go back to the world of the living.

It wasn’t long until Cornatto launched himself forth, aiming to strike the other with his power as his form and strength began to clash against the other with nothing more than his finesse as a martial artist. However, he was certainly the only fighter between the two; as it looked like both powerhouses clearly could withstand each other. Each one of his punches connected with the other’s hands but although they did, they only left behind gusts of wind and forces that created impulses and small explosions of air.

As the two exchanged blows, though, the other also initiated a small conversation between each strike. Cornatto did not falter but the fact that the guy was related to the Queen was quite surprised, too, but he could not quite see the connection if what he had heard from Whis was true. After all, if the Queen was supposed to be evil, her nephew didn’t quite seem to be anything like his aunt! Then again, the apple could have also fallen far from the tree.

“You’re his nephew?! I didn’t know that! I have never actually met her, but I wouldn’t mind an one on one time with her— I heard that she may be even stronger than me. So I really want a shot at her sometime!”

The male’s shoulders quickly went back and forth as he threw his best at the red-haired male and yet the two were pretty much locked into a stalemate. He had to say that Corn was quite amused he had not met this guy before! It wasn’t like he would have missed a chance to meet someone at least this strong so easily, so he was sure glad that he had asked Whis to suggest him some names. Among them, there was indeed also the Demon Queen but given her infamous name, it could have made more harm than anything else if he were to actually invite her.

“I am not gonna look for a fight or anything like that, bud. But if she ever tries anything again, she better expect me to be there to stop her. And also snatch that chance at fighting her!”

As a martial artist, not only could the Turtle Hermit just how naturally both could confront each other but also guess that he would have had to take a step further given the current situation. Although he had to say that it was indeed quite intriguing the idea to simply just keep this up, it would have made for a quite monotonous fight! “Huh? Of the past? Hey, more past than me, not sure if that’s possible! Haha! Atsuko, though, that’s an Earthling name, isn’t it? Makes sense!” - exclaimed the male as both powers clashed until his opponent drove his attacks to push the other away a bit.

The male smirked as the other invited the Saiyan to come at him, therefore he gladly accepted as the older man braced himself. He tensed up his shoulders as his skin pressed against his bones and his muscles clearly showing off the man’s build. The Saiyan roared and unleashed a power beyond the normal Super Saiyan as his posture rose and the man growled in the skies of Hell.

[Super Saiyan Two Full Power [x32] | Power Level: 12.020.032]

He had ascended to the level of Super Saiyan Two as the man let a smirk cross over his features and stared at the other’s power. The Earthling Saiyan bestowed ki far higher than Bern’s at the moment, it was indeed quite perhaps an unfair battle but he was actually curious to see what Bern hid in his arsenal, just like he mentioned earlier. It was apparently supposed to be enough to possibly stand up to the Saiyan, in case he could power up even beyond, it had to be good!

“Here it comes, Bernael!”

Cornatto once more charged at the Demon but this one time, he attempted to once more slide in for another blow but this time, instead of simply trying to test his power, he decided he'd go ahead and actually try his hand at an actual blow as he dashed forward and aimed to deal damage with a flurry of punches and kicks, but this time it was far more lethal than what he had offered earlier.

Cornatto easily went through the man’s defenses and unleashed a powerful flurry, strong enough for him to push him back a little. He had to say, that this power was quite satisfying! He had not recovered all of his power just yet, but he was quite satisfied with just how far he had gotten. The Earthling Saiyan who was now still dressed in blue and yellow, with a hint of black and white because of his belt and martial arts shoes, now donned the hairstyle and color of a Super Saiyan. The legendary transformation that had proven Saiyans to be one of the most powerful species in the universe and even now, the strongest fighter— non-God alive, that Cornatto knew was indeed a Saiyan. Nasu. The latter, though, had found his way to powers that could rival one of Gods and although they were probably not as powerful as the ones of a God of Destruction; or at least, that’s what he believed, they were indeed on another level.

Level.

It was such an important thing in the world they lived in; he considered it neither the living nor the dead but the world generally speaking. Everything spun around power, it was what could bring this universe together or force it to shatter; in a certain way, though, ki was not even all that could actually form the galaxy as they knew it. Not all men and women were capable of wielding such powers or they did, but they either had little potential or simply did not know much about it.

In Cornatto’s opinion, everyone could become just as strong as he had gotten. It was something that he had strongly believed not to be possible to reach certain milestones that were located above the Super Saiyan just that easily and yet, he was certainly not the only man with this kind of power and he did not speak man as in the likes of the Saiyan but truly every single fighter that he had met before. Many were Earthlings, Namekians, Majins, there was truly quite a mix of people.

Most of the time, people would find themselves at a stale point; almost as if they couldn’t progress any longer but why was that? What was this wall that people could not surpass and that limited their powers to an extent, not even their willpower could bring them past their limiter? Who could know? Although Corn did actually notice something— most of the time people would sort of go ‘missing in action’, such a military term that Cornatto used to define what happened to those who abandoned their battle instincts.

It was, unfortunately, something pretty common. He didn’t actually get in conflict with the idea of ‘retiring’ whether to be peaceful or not, he had to deal with a similar situation himself but he wouldn’t have ever wanted to get into it once more, just like it had happened once to him. It was a long time ago but the man could still remember that he had gone so weak he could barely burst out all of his Super Saiyan power, it was quite terrifying yes.

Cornatto, though, was sure that he would have never ended up in the same situation again. From what Bernael had mentioned earlier, it looked like the two had indeed gone through that time in their life. Some people, especially half-humans, would lose their will to fight for the rest of their years and instead dedicate themselves to other things prone to their hybrid culture. An example was Half-Saiyans, especially the Earthling ones who would give up fighting over something else such as living their life on Earth.

But, not everyone was like that. One of the people he had known to have retained their will to fight was Karota and that woman could even be worse than any other Saiyan the man had ever met before. It was quite an unusual case for the man; at least Karota was probably the only one hybrid that he had met who hadn’t actually let her human blood to take over and give up fighting.

He guessed he was happy about that! For her sake and her family’s. He actually wondered how Miso was doing for a short moment, needless to say, that both him and Miso hadn’t actually ever interacted that much because of their differences they couldn’t exactly get along as in the way that Corn did with his brother. Just thinking about it brought him all the way back to his old days when the Saiyan Alliance had first been born and Corn easily got to bond with them.

They were a rather friendly group after all. He could not help but feel like the bunch had shaped the man into what he was today a little, of course, it was still a number of things that truly made the Cornatto that he was today but he also wondered what it would have been like for him if he had not met them. Perhaps he would have stayed on Earth, yes, but what about his strength? It was quite complicated to think about, therefore it was a thought that the man usually pushed off his mind.

Maybe it was also something that Bernael had thought about once. If he had done different decisions. Cornatto was mostly a straightforward guy, so even if such things were to arise in his mind he’d usually shove them away, out of his mind. And now, that the two were finally getting to the real part of the ‘spar’ they could finally power up to the best they could muster up. Bernael did, too, more or less as Cornatto watched part of the ritual of his final technique.

He did not exactly understand one word of what he was on about, but he had to say that it was quite astounding just how intricate this attack was, but did he really have to go through the whole phrase all the time? That could have been a problem during the tournament if the opponents were to take advantage of the time needed to ‘cast the spell’.

The Turtle Hermit smirked. “Hehe. So that is all your power? Interesting!”

But it wasn’t long until he was proven wrong. Bernael then, assumed a different type of stance with the energy that had focused which had shaped after a sword. It was quite a peculiar, majestic one but he supposed it was similar to Galen’s technique in that sense. Cornatto furrowed his brow ever so slightly, watching the man further empowering his attack to amounts that were truly remarkable. It was so amusing that his expression truly let go of its hardness and instead gasped at its strength, until the man quickly got a grip of himself and lowered his head, but with his gaze fixed towards Bernael.

“Now that’s some ki! Alright, then I will give you some extra big power, too!”

The man closed his fists and unleashed a fiery, crimson aura that fused with his golden ki; he released a mighty roar as his power exploded into one much greater than before and that would probably cause a short earthquake in the proximity of their battlefield.

[Super Saiyan Two Kaioken X10 [x42] | Power Level: 15.776.292]

“KAIOKEN!!”

His ki had remarkably increased and so much that bolts of lightning easily surrounded the form of the man; he had braced himself, initially he looked like he’d just want to take the hit right head on. But that was not what he had planned as he lowered his stance a little bit and shifted his pose to actually pull himself back to his left side. One hand laid above the other as he cupped his hands closely and charged his own attack.

“Ka…”

Soon enough, energy twirled in a spiral that formed within his hands until a sphere of radiant, blue energy finally spawned between his hands. The Turtle Hermit was charging his signature technique; the Kamehameha. One of the most powerful attacks he could count on because of the sheer amount of energy focused in one solid spot that would then explode against his opponents.

“Me... ha… me…”

Similarly to Bernael, the man spelt the technique’s name as his voice grinded against his vocal cords, evidently growling between each letter that put together the appellation of the technique.

“HAAAAHHHH!!”

Cornatto launched his hands forward and finally let out all of the energy he had built up, now that he had used his most powerful attack; an energy wave aimed to take right on Bernael’s attack and overwhelm it with all of its power. As both attacks clashed but was soon taken over by the energy of his Kamehameha as it would then overpower the Excalibur Beam and then go straight towards the red-haired male; aiming to strike the man with all of its strength.

The man relaxed his posture and let his chest slowly rise and then fall down once more. He was breathing as deeply as he could, the Kaioken did not quite hit him too hard anymore but he had to say it was still a little bit taxing but he had already been perfecting it a lot since he had learned the skill with King Kai.

Finally, the male reverted back to his base form and shifted his gaze to face Bernael. “Alright, hahaha… I guess that’s enough! You have some incredible strength man! You should be proud of it. I am totally up for taking you in with us to the tournament, so yeah. Hmm, it should be soon enough so just prepare yourself and my friend Whis will come nad pick you up, so that you can come back to life for the necessary time,” - said the man before both his index and middle finger of his right hand extended, each at two different sides, forming a small angle in the middle; basically a V, but also the peace sign.

“I’ll see you later then!”

The man flew off into the distance until his energy was no longer senseable.

The Tournament was about to begin. Soon.