Bulma is gone and I am alone in silence. I should use this time to meditate. Instead I pace the floor, shaking inside, searching the house for something useless to break! This place is filled with garbage, all of it immune to my wrath by virtue of ridiculous human sentiment ( Read more... )

I stand on the threshhold now! Super Saiyan 3 is closer than ever before. My peak power output is nearly too great to withstand, but I will continue my endurance training and surpass Kakkarot's Super Saiyan 3 by bounds!
The World Tournament grounds will tremble this year!

For some ridiculous reason, Bulma wants me to write what I feel. Well I feel like I'm wasting my time! It's not befitting of a Saiyan prince to gush about feelings. A Saiyan of my stature knows only valor and pride! Emotion is a sign of weakness ( Read more... )