The wind at the Lookout carried a strange heaviness. The conversation between Goku, Vegeta, and Rudra had already created an atmosphere thick with shock and curiosity.
Goku smirked with a calm confidence. His eyes carried the same spark that had once terrified Frieza, but now that spark held assurance.
"If you train enough…" Goku said, his tone light but his words heavy, "…then even this 'Saiyan Warrior rank level' becomes useless. And Vegeta, I believe… that you too can achieve this form!"
The words struck like thunder.
Vegeta's eyes widened. His face twisted in disbelief.
"What? Truly? How?"
The proud prince of Saiyans—who had always carried his pride above all—was shaken. For him to openly ask Goku how to achieve a form… it was a question that never should have left his mouth.
And yet, it did.
Rudra felt his heart jolt.
What? Vegeta is asking him directly? This isn't like the Vegeta I know from the original timeline… The Vegeta I knew would never swallow his pride like this. He would never beg answers from Kakarot.
The thought stirred unease in Rudra's chest.
Before silence could stretch too far, Rudra spoke, his tone steady.
"Well… I saw the entire battle. If I had to put it simply, how Goku achieved that form… my answer would be…"
He paused.
"…Kanji."
Raditz frowned. "Kanji?"
Rudra nodded. "Meaning… Rage. Fury. Anger. I think if Saiyans push their limits through training… and then harness their anger as a way to charge up their Ki… then they can unlock the Super Saiyan form!"
The Lookout fell silent for a moment.
Vegeta clenched his fists, his voice sharp.
"What? So all I need is anger?"
Rudra nodded. "Yes. But it has to be genuine anger. The kind that surges from deep within. Only then can you tap into the form of a Super Saiyan."
Piccolo narrowed his eyes. His deep voice broke the silence.
"And how do you know about all of this, Rudra?"
Rudra smirked, tilting his head. His reply carried playful arrogance.
"Because I'm God. I know everything."
Sarcasm coated his words, but Piccolo didn't bother to engage. He turned away, ignoring Rudra's jab.
Still, everyone else's eyes remained fixed on Rudra.
He continued, his voice serious now.
"Frieza's power level was around 1 million. But when Goku transformed into a Super Saiyan… his power level must have skyrocketed to at least 5 million. So Vegeta… what you need is simple. Use Kaioken and gravity training to push your power level near that range. And when the time comes, fuel that surge with your rage during Ki charging. If you do that… you'll definitely achieve Super Saiyan."
The weight of his words settled.
Vegeta's fists trembled at his sides. His pride was shaken, but hope burned in his eyes.
"And if this turns out to be false?" he growled, testing Rudra's conviction.
Rudra's reply was immediate, unwavering.
"It is the truth. I am one hundred percent sure. Goku broke his limits not once… but twice."
Vegeta's eyes snapped up.
"What? Twice?"
Goku chuckled lightly, almost embarrassed but not denying the truth.
"Well, I wanted to keep this hidden… but when I fought Frieza's elder brother, Cooler, on Namek, I actually surpassed even the power of Super Saiyan."
Without another word, Goku's aura flared to life. He powered up into his golden Super Saiyan form—his hair glowing bright gold, his eyes sharp. But then… he pushed further.
Sparks of electricity crackled around his body. His golden aura intensified, becoming denser and sharper. His muscles tightened with refined power.
He had transformed into Super Saiyan 2.
The Lookout trembled slightly under the sheer pressure of his Ki.
Vegeta staggered back a step, his face frozen in shock.
"What? What is this?"
Goku smirked, his voice calm despite the storm of energy raging around him.
"You can call this… Super Saiyan 2."
Rudra added quickly, filling the silence.
"When Goku thought I was dead, the fury he felt broke past even the Super Saiyan limits. That rage doubled the power of the form… and gave birth to Super Saiyan 2."
Krillin, trembling slightly as he tried to keep his footing under the weight of Goku's aura, stammered out the obvious question.
"Then… did you defeat Cooler?"
Goku shook his head with a sigh.
"Cooler? No."
Krillin's eyes widened in horror.
"What? Even with this much power?"
Goku's expression grew serious.
"Cooler was thousands of times stronger than Frieza. So no… I couldn't defeat him."
The group fell into stunned silence.
Bulma's voice finally broke it, rising in worry and confusion.
"What? Then how are you even alive right now?"
Just then, a new voice echoed across the Lookout.
"I was the one who helped them…!"
Everyone turned sharply, and a young man stepped forward in front of the Z Fighters.
Vegeta's eyes narrowed, his voice filled with suspicion and anger.
"And who are you?"
The young man only smiled calmly and introduced himself.
"Hello everyone. I can't reveal my name just yet… but yes, it was I who defeated Cooler. And just like Goku… I am a Saiyan."
Vegeta's body tensed, his pride shaken.
"What? Impossible! Only a handful of Saiyans survived. How could you still be alive?"
The young man kept smiling, unfazed.
"I don't know much about that… but I came here for another reason."
As he spoke, his aura erupted—golden light blazing around him. His hair turned bright gold, his eyes fierce. He had transformed into a Super Saiyan.
"I think this should answer most of your questions."
Vegeta's chest tightened as he watched. For the first time, he felt truly small. Already, he had seen two Super Saiyans standing before him… while he himself still stood tenfold behind them.
Without another word, Vegeta turned away. The frustration burned inside him, eating at his pride. He couldn't stay here, not another second.
He left the Lookout in silence, his mind set on only one thing—
Training.
To be continued....
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