"Ah... urgh..."
Vegeta lay on the ground, blood spilling from his mouth. His battle armor had already shattered, and his heart had been pierced by a laser, smoke rising from the wound.
"Vegeta..." Goku hurried over to check on him, only to find that Vegeta's injuries were truly severe.
"You! Vegeta is already on the brink of death—why did you have to finish him off?!" Goku shouted at Frieza, who stood some distance away.
In his view, since the other side had already lost, there was no need to take his life.
Hearing those words and understanding what he meant, Vegeta's spirits abruptly jolted.
"He kept going on about the absurd legend of the Super Saiyan. Annoying people like that deserve to die!" Frieza said indifferently, pointing at Vegeta on the ground as though it were only natural.
"Kakarot, why are you still letting your emotions rule you? Aren't you a Super Saiyan?" the severely wounded Vegeta said to Goku.
Goku looked at Vegeta, not understanding what he meant.
"Idiot!! You have to cast aside all feelings and ties..." Vegeta shouted at Goku.
"As long as you can do that, you'll definitely become... a Super Saiyan!!" Vegeta said, stressing every word. That was his goal—and the goal of every Saiyan!
"No matter what, I can't become as heartless as you." Goku looked at Vegeta lying on the ground.
"And I don't understand what a Super Saiyan is, either," Goku said. Having grown up on Earth since childhood, Goku had no idea what a Super Saiyan was.
He only knew that he had Saiyan blood, and that the one lying on the ground was the proud prince of the Saiyans.
"A Super Saiyan... cough, cough..." Vegeta tried to say something.
"Stop talking, or you'll die even faster!" Goku said worriedly as