Respect, Kakarott. You are really not bad. I didn't stand a chance against Boo, but you did. Don't miss it. I hate to admit it, but only you can do it.




Do you remember when we first ran into each other? I thought you were a bloody show-off, an inflated guy. From that day on I could only think of one thing, my rach. I wanted to see you suffer, Kakarott, you should suffer as I suffered. Legend has it that only one warrior has the honor of becoming a Super Sayajin. And this one, I wanted to be. That couldn't be you, you shabby traitor who preferred to have fun with his friends instead of exercising his powers, but I'll tell you how strong you are. How did I hate you for your incredible strength and what I would have given to be in your place.


And even when we fought against them cyborgs together, I always had in the back of my mind to defeat you one day, I wanted to be better than you.I was obsessed with the idea of ​​outdoing you one day. that's only what I lived for.




I'm slowly starting to understand why you are better than me. Not because you're fighting for something that you want to protect, because that's no different with me now. I also know this feeling that can awaken unexpected powers in one. But what really makes the difference between us is, I think, something else. I am amazed that I didn't think of it much earlier. I fought because I felt like it and because I was proud of my strength and quite vain. My pride made me blind.


You, on the other hand, have always been different. You don't fight out of vanity. You want to reach your extreme limits. This search drives you, therefore you are not interested in knocking out your opponent, you feel for your victim. also with me. Because you even spared me, just as if you had known that a good core slumbers in me.That can be annoying. A sayajin who loves battle but is kind. Sucks, actually terrible.




Good luck, Kakarott. You are number one!