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There was always that initial spark when it started. My entire form filled with a surge of energy that came from the depths of my emotions. Warm energy flowed throughout my being starting at the base of my feet and slowly rising upwards as it coursed through my veins. Sparks danced along my form as the power permeated my being. My usually high hair standing on edge at the sheer amount of energy I was outputting.
With all this dormant energy being awakened from within it would be impossible to not let some degree of arrogance dance dance along my smile, turning it to a devilish smirk.
Weather and climate meant nothing to this massive amount of power, as the previously serene setting we were located to transformed to a veritable thunder storm under the influence of this power.
My power.
The smirk donning my expression turned feral before my lips curled into a tight knit frown... then a snarl, and then I screamed.
Emptying the air in my lungs as the massive wells of energy unleashed themselves and expanded beyond the limits of my being. The scream was beyond anything purely physical. Amplified by the destructive power that inhabited many soul it creates a terrifying echo throughout the valley. The unnatural force blowing trees to uneven angles, ripping the earth from its natural place, creating a massive crater underneath my feet.
My body expanded. The energy forcing the subtle transformation of my body. It was an absolutely searing pain, desensitized by having undergone this process many times before. Still it forced my feral bellow to an even higher octave before it all turned frighteningly still.
The weather returned to its previous serene form, the damage done to the land stayed of course, but the water settled, the trees stood upright. My green irises flowed into a natural glower as they observed the landscape. A single gold bang flew around my vision, being pushed around by the gust I was emitting. The frown on my face hard and unwavering. The landscape was supercharged with my energy. Sparks flying wildly around the area closest to my body. I was the generator. And I knew at this level of pliers I could conduct enough energy to power the world.
The snarl on my face turned into a massive cocky smirk. My enemy took a fearful step back. Not understanding. Not possibly being able to comprehend what his senses were telling him.
"This is what you wanted wasn't it?" I prodded a hypothetical. "The power of a Super Saiyan?!"
He didn't get a chance to answer as I sunk into a fighting stance and, despite the danger, excitedly rushed headlong at him.