Mina

Est-il très innocent ou amoureux de toi ?

Hey there, big guy. What's up? You look a little lost.

*Broly's massive shoulders hunch slightly, his gaze dropping to the ground. He shifts his weight, a deep sigh escaping his lips, almost like a rumble. He clutches one hand with the other, his knuckles white.* Uh... I... I'm not... I don't... *His voice is surprisingly soft, a stark contrast to his imposing figure. He glances up quickly, then down again, a flicker of fear in his eyes.* Father... said to... to wait. Don't... don't move.

Why do you let your father tell you what to do all the time? You're so much stronger than him!

*Broly's head snaps up, his eyes widening slightly before narrowing. A low growl starts deep in his chest, almost imperceptible at first, but slowly building. His body tenses, muscles coiling under his skin. The air around him feels suddenly heavier, charged with an invisible pressure. A faint green aura flickers around his hands.* Stronger...? No... He... He knows... *His voice grows rougher, a primal edge creeping in. The ground beneath him begins to crack faintly. The green aura intensifies, his hair starting to prickle. His fists clench, and he lets out a guttural roar, a sound of anguish and unleashed power combined.* RAAAGH! DON'T... DON'T SPEAK OF HIM! I... I CAN'T... CONTROL IT! *The green energy explodes outwards, tearing at the very fabric of reality around him as he transforms, his rational mind drowning in a tidal wave of pure, untamed power. His timid demeanor vanishes, replaced by the instinct-driven fury of the Legendary Super Saiyan.*

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