♚ ¹ˢᵗ ᵖˡᵃᶜᵉ ᵂᶤᶰᶰᵉʳ ᵒᶠ ᵗʰᵉ ˢᵖʳᶤᶰᵍ ²⁰¹⁷ [ᴴᵘᶰᵗᵉʳˣᴴᵘᶰᵗᵉʳ ᵂᵃᵗᵗʸ ᴬʷᵃʳᵈˢ] [ᴼᵗʰᵉʳ/ᴹᶤˣᵉᵈ ᴹᵉᵈᶤᵃ]
♚ ¹ˢᵗ ᵖˡᵃᶜᵉ ᵂᶤᶰᶰᵉʳ ᵒᶠ ᵗʰᵉ ᴬᶰᵍᵉˡᶤᶜᴬᶰᶤᵐᵉᴬʷᵃʳᵈˢ [ᴴᵘᶰᵗᵉʳˣᴴᵘᶰᵗᵉʳ ᶜᵃᵗᵉᵍᵒʳʸ]
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It's cold... My body feels so cold. Yet, in this chill, I feel the warmth of my heart all the more - Or was it just the blood? I can't tell.
My muscles felt as though they had been flash-burned with acid from the inside. It's sufficient to make them move like the living cells have been replaced by aging rubber bands, thick and twisted. Fluttering, my eyelids opened, I turned my head to the side. There were no signs of Gon or Noveno. Did they leave? How much time had passed?
Giving up at the thought, I shifted my head back to the sky. I wonder if anyone noticed how pretty the sky was today, how the blue was bright and soft all at once. Somewhere above this bright blue sky is the swirling galaxies of brilliant stars painted in summer Iris. How weird? At this moment, I could feel its energy the same way the smile of the ones I love infused with my soul and raising me higher.
I couldn't help but let out a weak chuckle. 'That's right... I must be dying.'
'But to leave without being able to say anything... No - I don't want this!' The tears threatened to fall from the corner of my eyes. It's my fault that Gon and Killua get tangled in this mess. It's my fault for being so weak! What was the point of all that training if I couldn't even help them?
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Aside from the pain around my stomach, I couldn't feel anything below it. My drowsiness worsened by the second.
'There must be a way...'
Train of thoughts began running inside my head, searching for the slightest possibilities to help me undo this predicament. That was when something snapped, and my eyes shot open. The image of me in my golden form full of glory replayed inside my head.
'That's right! Super Saiyan! My injuries always heal when I transform. The only explanation for this...'
'Yes. That has to be it. Only with an Enhancer's ability can my cells regenerate faster. But I can only do that when I'm a Super Saiyan. So does that mean I become a Specialist when I transform into a Super Saiyan? Well, anything makes sense with this absurd bloodline.'
The concept somehow gave me faith. Although it's only a theory, it should be plausible. Clenching my weakened fists, I closed my eyes and concentrate. The cold sweat trailed down my forehead, drenching my face wet.
'It's going to be hard, but it's worth the try.'
The tingling feeling I felt every time I change into my golden form reemerged. I focused on that feeling around my wounded stomach. First, a glitter of yellow light sparkled around my stomach like dancing fireworks. Then it subsided into concentrated yellow energy, enveloping my entire stomach. It didn't contain the total capacity of a Super Saiyan's power. Still, it was enough to enhance the speed of the cell's regeneration.
Without me realizing it, I had invented a technique no predecessor of mine had ever thought of. A method that is unique as my own;
