A year of training passed by in a blink. The first half or two thirds had been spent training off-and-on with Parsley and Sarada--the former primarily magical training and the latter primarily martial. And, in the meantime, she tries to master that 'hozon' that had awakened in her.
...but that proved to be far more difficult than anticipated. She had received a power boost just from that bead that had protected Sarada, but with her limited amount of free time, she couldn't easily figure out how to access the power. As such, at a certain point, she said her goodbyes to the saiyan sisters and withdrew to do some... self-reflection.
That is to say, one day, she sat down, closed her eyes, and meditated. She was not one given to such things--she preferred to herself mentally... busy, so stilling her thoughts did not come naturally to her. But she felt that focusing inwards was the proper way to at least grasp this new power of hers in a way that made it usable.
The first day, she had no success. Her thoughts were too troublesome, too... loud.
The second day, the same.
And the third.
The fourth... her attempt at meditation was interrupted by frustration--and then rage. A mountain range, unfortunately, did not survive the princess' anger.
On the fifth, her rage abated, and she redoubled her efforts. She perhaps some success... or perhaps not. She wasn't sure.
On the sixth, for a brief span, she succeeded... perhaps. Briefly, for a few minutes, she felt connected to Vaikuntha--one with it, almost--and was keenly aware of everything transpiring within it. Shocked by this--and the accompanying loss of ego--Nevanlinna recoiled, jolting herself out of that state.
A semi-success, and one that gave her an avenue to pursue...
On the seventh, she repeated the process that had led to that state--steady, calm breathing, stilled thought, everything--and, when that feeling of oneness and egoless...ness overtook her, instead of recoiling from it, she embraced it..
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Nevanlinna opened her eyes, blinking. She was still in the same position she had been when she'd embraced that state, but she was... covered in plant growth. And she ached, a bit, from not having moved for...
Oh for the love of... she'd ended up staying like that for... for...
Judging from the plant growth and based on her observations of how quickly this planet could grow... about three to four months. What in the hell!? How?! Why!?
...how the hell hadn't she withered away from lack of food or water!?
More distressingly, her memory of the intervening time was... hazy. She could somewhat remember things, but it was distant... she remember, ah... well, she remembered "watching" Sarada fight a procession of increasingly formidable elementals, despite being nowhere near them. She also remembered watching the Saiyans that had settled here go about their daily lives.
...in fact, she remembered a lot of that. Too much.
She sighed, standing up unsteadily. Her muscles screamed, having been stuck in the same position for months. She felt that there was more that she had to sift through, but, for now, her memory seemed... uncooperative, like it was trying to incorporate what she'd experienced in that odd state into her physical being.
Making her way to Vaikuntha proper--that is, the majority of it where time passed as normal--and she received a message from Seri--Eva requested her on the lookout. Something about Reshlan... a matter that obviously concerned her, personally. Forgetting that she was partially covered in leaves and vines, Neva opened a portal to the lookout and stepped out.