>>6016920“Are you sure about this? This power, it isn't meant to be wielded by just anyone.” you tell him seriously. With a thought you transform, ascending into your base Berserker form. “The anger, the rage, the <span class="mu-i">hate</span> is beyond anything else. Are you sure? Are you sure you want to have your mind engulfed by this wrath?”
“Want? No, not really.” he tells you honestly, shoulders slumping a bit. “I'd prefer to have others to defend me, that I'd never have to wield my power in a life-or-death struggle. But I can't. That bastard Dumplin taught me that much. If I don't do it myself, I... I can't rely on anyone else to come along and save me.”
For just a moment you remember the carnage, the blood, how Demon God Dumplin had destroyed your family. Your anger surges, lightning crackling around you as you unconsciously Ascend. Realizing this you take a deep breath, sighing out and forcing you to return to your base Berserker form.
“With this power comes an incredible responsibility.” you tell him, standing up and turning to face him. “I have to know you're ready for it.”
“What? Why?” he asks, a note of something darker in his tone. “You'll give that power to some random woman, and not your own son? Or is she also a half-sibling?”
“No. Well, maybe. I'm not sure how that works.” you say, raising a hand to your chin. The tension leaves his stance, your son looking confused as you ponder it a moment. “Doesn't matter. Using my power, the Berserker Soul and infusing it into her kept her from being erased by Aku. If I hadn't, she would have been erased entirely. I hadn't considered a non-Saiyan being able to use that power.”
Both of you are quiet a moment, your son looking past you and thinking over your words.
“I want to entrust this power to you as well, son. But I need to prove you can handle it.” you tell him, Koruza looking back up to you hopefully. “I know it's not the power you want to wield, but I need to see that you can control your rage. You saw today just a hint of how dangerous it can be without proper control. So, first you'll have to pass a test for me.”
“Of course. What kind of test?” he asks, looking up eagerly.
“I need you to master the Oozaru power.” you tell him, his brow raising in confusion. “Master it to the point you can take the Golden Oozaru, or your equivalent, to the point you <span class="mu-i">can</span> take on the Primal form. Once you've overcome, once you've mastered that level of rage, then I'll share the Berserker power with you. Prove to me that you can handle the near-uncontrollable rage, and I'll share my power with you. What do you say?”
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