Ascension

Key: ChrolloLucilferZ
Character: Najera
Skill(or transformation): Halfling Ascension
How well do you know the source material?(obviously not relevant if it's a transformation): It occurs during a moment where the character receives strong and valid enough developement warranting it.
Reasoning: Engaged in an intense battle with Anahel resulting in Najera's death after a close battle.(Void) Coming to the realization that his power was just not enough, no matter what he did he would not be able to conquer his weakness compared to others..even utilizing the saiyans 'destruction genes' talents like their fabled Oozaru form did nothing for him..He sought more power and needed it.
What is the moment:
Supposed Death:
*Najera would give it his absolute all, trying to maneuver around the attacks that she sent against him. Not only was she a powerful woman but she was bordeline untouchable due to the weather and her onslaught of attacks, using amazing moves like the summoning of storms once again, he would dodge hits effectively, blast of mana and water were sent at him and he'd smack them away overpowering her with brute strenght.

He almost had it...Had it not been for the final move.

The storm began and rain fell harshly along with the onslaught of lightning on his body, there was nothing he could do at this moment. He tired his best to win and it still wasn't enough.

His dream...it ended before it started.

"..Goodby-"

His words would be cut off by the ramming of a razor sharp energy blade through his chest, causing blood to spray out of his chest like a fountain.

"..."

Survival:

Najera would feel his eyes openeing once again, the ki blades energy dissolved and there was just a hole in his chest along with blood soaking his body underneath. He lies in a puddle of his own blood staring into the sky wondering just what was happening, was this perhaps him viewing from his bodies perspective as a spirit or something along the lines of  that. There was no way he was actually still alive..right? How could he still see..How could he still be alive after such a brutal defeat?!

He'd begin inhaling and exhaling but do nothing but gush more blood form his mouth as his whole body was jacked up. However he'd realize that he was indeed breathing..he was not dead. Far from it...He was more alive than every been before, he was not only an alive man but he survived the brutal attack that would lead to his death.

In his mind he would think.

"I survived...I actually lived through this..How?! My body somehow managed to stay alive and fight off these horrendous wounds..So this is the saiyan side of me....This is..the monster within me.."

He'd feel not only relief but rage bubble within him. He had a darkness dwelling in his heart but he wasn't one to confront it or try to hold it back. He could feel the burning urge to murder that woman despite being carried away safely now.

Struggling to speak, he would make slight noises indicating he not dead yet.

"Eegh.."

Blood quickly rushes through the sides of mouth and his chest, he was in a really bad condition barely escaping death so it was up to Fidel to get him to a healing device as soon as possible.*

A want..A crave..A need for more strength:

Najera would be defeated and fall to the amazing power of the blonde lady. He'd sink from his form as he was defeated falling down to his knee's now, defeated. The power of that monkey form was either really weak and a hinderance or this woman was just leagues above him.

"Hmm...Interesting..I lost badly. I was right..I am weak..I need to get stronger somehow..not only did Anahel almost murder me due to that weakness but I was also defeated here aswell because of my weakness, my saiyan side isn't even strong enough..How much does it take..What do I have to do to become truly stronger?!"

He'd bury his head down feeling defeated and useless. There was just so much others stronger than him..so much people that knock him down flat to his face no matter what he did..He envied the power that Letta had..The power Kelera had..the power Kouta had..So many people could be saved if he was only stronger. So much times he wished to do someting but failed badly.

Najera accepted he was weak..he was as Blackfist said..A mongrel. However he did not want to be weak anymore, he wanted to be strong too..stronger enough to protect and strong enough to not lose every battle he got himself into.

"Hmph..Thanks."

He'd make his way out of the area, going to find his own solitude. He wanted more power and he wanted it badly..*