Chapter 666: Kaito Shirogane's Reality
A bleak, grayish-white profound radiance slowly coalesced in front of Kaito Shirogane. That massive slurry of superheated blood mist still refused to surrender its baseline existence as a sovereign draconic organism; a primitive, biological instinct for reconstruction was aggressively driving the sub-atomic remnants to stitch themselves back together.
The absolute priority of a high-tier Authority was beautifully, flawlessly demonstrated across the conceptual rule of [The Inversion of Yin and Yang]. Relying entirely upon the passive weight of this law, this specific dragon was layout-wise, comfortably capable of keeping her core entirely un-shattered, neutralizing an infinite spectrum of offensive vectors.
Yet at this exact microsecond of the operation, the black hair flaring behind Kaito Shirogane's shoulder blades had completely and unalterably turned an incandescent silver-white. The Mystic Eyes at the center of his brow vibrated with a multi-colored luster, but in the next fraction of a second, Kaito's original twin pupils violently unleashed a blinding, peerless divine glare.
Whether evaluating the color-shifting [Mystic Eyes of Time and Rainbow]—an ocular relic whose quality metric sat comfortably at the World's Rare Treasure threshold—or looking across to map the blinding blue-white illumination anchoring the Six Eyes of the newly ascended Sovereign of Cursed Spirits Satoru Gojo; every single external visual cheat was instantaneously and flawlessly dimmed beneath this raw flare.
What manner of eyes were these? It looked identically to an absolute cosmic vault where the operational markers, the foundational blueprints, and the supreme logic governing all creation across the dimensions were cleanly and perfectly laid bare.
Staring across the vacuum from his coordinates, Satoru Gojo registered a sudden, hallucination-like sensation that his entire spiritual vessel had been forcefully frozen into a block of absolute ice.
Cyan, amber, incandescent orange, and stygian purple—an infinite array of primeval hues vibrated simultaneously within Kaito's irises. Kaito Shirogane lazily unfurled his massive frame, his body executing a series of physics-defying adjustments as if operating entirely clear of conscious motor intent.
Thump!
In the very next heartbeat, a bizarre, earth-shaking thudding rhythm detonated from within Kaito's core.
Satoru Gojo's audio processing arrays registered a wave of pure preternatural static. Gently placing his palm over his own chest to measure his newly re-engineered heart—a specialized organ that had grown intensely powerful following his absolute corruption under the Mud—he verified a terrifying diagnostic reality: out across the other side of the airspace, a separate biological heart was currently initiating a succession of concussive pulses at the exact same frequency, matching his rhythm with mathematical perfection.
"You absolute freak..."
At this precise stage of the conflict, Gojo drifted into a split second of profound, dazed comprehension, perfectly parsing the structural chasm his late companion Suguru Geto had historically experienced the exact microsecond Gojo had unlocked his awakening during their youth.
He had always visualized his ego at an astronomically high metric. Even after establishing a line of contact against the specialized, rule-bending collective calling themselves Reincarnators, his core had confidently and unyieldingly maintained its supreme Arrogance.
To his sensory arrays, those interlopers were nothing more than a pathetic swarm of parasites who relied entirely upon plagiarizing the ancestral techniques and data remnants of existing worlds to function.
He was professionally, flawlessly certain that had his own soul been logged as an active Reincarnator asset from the start, his developmental curve would have effortlessly flattened the vast majority of the Space ledger.
Even analyzing an exceptionally elite data practitioner like Hakumen—to his perspective, that gloomy girl had merely weaponized an absolute, near-overriding threshold of narrative data asymmetry to launch a sub-atomic sneak attack against his coordinates.
The absolute primary reason she had resorted to a cowardly setup of that classification was precisely because his own strength sat at an unyielding, mountain-shattering zenith. That small brat lacked the vessel capacity to establish a clean, head-on interaction against his engine, forcing her to aggressively circumvent his line.
Yet, the more world cycles he spent trailing this host—a freak whose baseline morphology was as bizarre, anomalous, and entirely non-human as his own profile—the more Satoru Gojo's intellect generated an intense wave of preternatural resonance.
An identical metric of being born into absolute strength, an identical classification of operating as a world-ending aberration, and an identical, complete failure to generate a single wisp of natural human empathy toward ordinary mortal cattle...
His continuous willingness to draw his blades to anchor the defensive lines for this host was a trajectory his mind could seamlessly justify; his clinical focus openly credited the reality that Kaito Shirogane's absolute talent and raw muscle capacity completely out-scaled any breathing entity across the multiverse, regardless of whether they carried a Space panel.
Yet at this exact microsecond, Satoru Gojo's inner mind involuntarily experienced a sharp, agonizing drop in perspective.
He was staring directly at a classification of pure, unadulterated talent that forced even his arrogant ego to register a passing wisp of profound envy—a structural endowment that completely and flawlessly eclipsed his own system archetype as a "Divine Heir".
Thump!
Right on the heels of the subsequent heartbeat, Gojo watched his host's left arm blur into an absolute matrix of overlapping afterimages. Despite his right arm being entirely missing from the elbow down, his kinetic intent cleanly and flawlessly pointed toward both the absolute highest heavens and the deep parameters of the earth simultaneously. The unrefined, bloodthirsty arrogance cutting across his silver-haired features far out-scaled the peak metrics Gojo had ever outputted across his entire existence.
In the very next fraction of a second, those phantom-like kinetic projections smoothly returned to his chest, snapping his left palm flat against his sternum to re-anchor his one-armed posture.
Whosh!
An absolute column of intertwined black and crimson light violently and flawlessly ignited directly behind Kaito Shirogane's back, forcing the spatial architecture of the vacuum to ripple and buckle like a heavy ocean surface under a gale.
That was a wave of pure presence so monumentally, piercingly dense it forcefully hijacked local reality the exact millisecond the individual established entry onto the grid.
The universe itself was aggressively compiling a structural response to validate the material existence of an organism of this classification.
[Special Reincarnator EX051, you have successfully executed a manual deployment of the Spiritual Light: Throughout Heaven and Earth, I Alone Am the Honored One.]
In the next fraction of a second, the spatial parameters surrounding Kaito's boots began to violently and continuously vibrate. He methodically extended his obsidian left finger, pointing the appendage straight toward the churning blood mist that was frantically trying to execute a biological reconstruction.
A stygian torrent of pure conceptual force compiled within his fingertip. In the very next heartbeat, the profound light fields anchoring the dragon were brutally smashed to pieces, the blood mist instantaneously stripped of its biological activation parameters. Kaito Shirogane executed a lazy pivot of his shoulder, the concussive wind pressure of his turn completely and flawlessly scattering the remaining ash across the waves.
[Notification: You have terminated a vanguard element of the Primordial Dragon Court: Candlelight.]
[You have obtained A-Rank Singularity * 1.]
[You have obtained 35,000 Dimension Points.]
[You have obtained Merit (Tier 3) * 1.]
Kaito Shirogane directed his vacant eyes to evaluate the black giant dragon that had been split cleanly down the center by Gojo's knuckles, its massive hull lying entirely devoid of life. He casually drove his left finger forward to target the coordinates.
Multiplied across the absolute density of his spiritual force, an immense wave of dark green Reiatsu violently compiled into an absolute point-blank beam, launching forward like a space-tearing laser core.
BOOM!
Satoru Gojo allowed his frame to lazily float backward through the smoke, monitoring the colossal dragon hull as it was cleanly and flawlessly vaporized down to the atom by Kaito's [Cero Oscuras].
[Notification: You have terminated a vanguard element of the Primordial Dragon Court: Shadow.]
[You have obtained A-Rank Singularity * 1.]
[You have obtained 35,000 Dimension Points.]
[You have obtained Merit (Tier 3) * 1.]
[Special Reincarnator EX051, you have successfully finalized every parameter anchoring the Temporary High-Priority Directive: Flesh of the Enemy.]
[Strategic Matrix Alert: Tracking the active parameters of the Hidden Directive: Authority of Qi and Force. Do you wish to submit the biological essence and conceptual profiles of the Special Units: Primordial Dragon Court · Shadow / Candlelight (Adaptability Metric: 54%) to serve as the structural target criteria for submission?]
Kaito Shirogane cleanly and unconditionally clicked a line of refusal against the submission flag. The exact millisecond his engine had finalized the execution of Thanos and Solomon earlier, this hidden strategic directive had completely failed to expose its parameters.
This verified with absolute clinical certainty that the milestone required a highly specialized classification of biological target to satisfy its conditions.
Kaito's analytical mind deduced that the submission required a target whose underlying evolutionary framework explicitly held an active conceptual link to the rules governing raw Qi or absolute Force. While these two variant dragons possessed an exceptional tier of power, his sensors failed to map a single trace of elemental Qi anchoring their energetic profiles.
However, mulling over the reality that these interlopers perfectly mirrored the morphology of the ancient sovereign leviathans anchoring the myths of the East, if the Primordial Dragon Court's lineages genuinely utilized a highly advanced, traditional cultivation pathway to scale their developmental stairways—
Then the mechanical reasoning behind the Adaptability reading was perfectly, beautifully accounted for.
At this exact microsecond of his evolution, Kaito Shirogane's cerebral processing speed had scaled to an absolute, processing-wise astronomical tier; every single line of data, every wisp of conceptual authority, and every strategic variable flashed through his mind with an efficiency that was nothing short of all-penetrating. He meticulously monitored the precise, earth-shaking thudding rhythm anchoring his heart.
This was completely, flawlessly distinct from his historical, half-baked attempt to lazily replicate Solar Flare's aura back in the Korean theater.
Today, Satoru Gojo's completed mutation cede his empathic grid an immensely superior, flawlessly defined profile to map. The resulting essence his engine extracted was structurally pristine, clear, and perfectly integrated into his tracks.
Concurrently, his own innate Talent parameters had executed a rapid succession of upgraded threshold evolutions across the past world cycles, his framework even successfully absorbing that absolute [Magic] anchoring the primal roots of reality.
Operating under a status of this classification, Kaito Shirogane held a pristine, crystal-clean analytical breakdown mapping the true utility of this specialized magic—or rather, this reality-defying ocular technique.
When stripped down to its unrefined, sub-atomic core: evaluating his twin pupils through a clinical framework, labeling this capability under the archetype of [The Mystic Eyes of Absolute Mimicry — Kamui See-Through / See-Through Skill] was by no means a strategic exaggeration.
If anchored purely against the highest-priority classification of evolutionary Talents logged across the Space database, his sharp intuition concluded that the Space terminal would highly, statistically likely hardcode this capability under the index of that undisputed strongest eye technique—[See-Through Skill].
An absolute, rule-shattering where merely allocating a single frame of visual tracking cede the user the priority to perfectly replicate, integrate, and master any technical methodology, capability, ultimate martial art, bloodline metric, or divine authority active on the board.
Kaito Shirogane could distinctly, sharply perceive that his own eyes were actively looking straight through the void to touch material Reality. By flawlessly tracking the precise sub-atomic traces left behind by the circulation of any energetic system, his internal cells could instantaneously and automatically adjust their density to mirror that exact tier of existence.
And going a step deeper, Kaito's focus locked onto a monumental, structural discrepancy separating his own soul and biological vessel from the rest of the interlopers.
A standard Reincarnator was fundamentally, clinically disqualified from ever achieving a perfect, organic learning alignment when pinned against an external world's power system.
To state it with absolute professional candor: had it not been for the Infinite Dimension Space terminal continuously executing its high-priority observation routines—manually stripping the narrative data from a world line to artificially "grant" and hardcode the capability into their files—the vast majority of Reincarnators would spend an entire lifetime active inside the Naruto universe without ever naturally compiling a single ninjutsu track, or traverse the One Piece multiverse completely unable to naturally awaken a single micro-gram of Haki.
But Kaito Shirogane... could do it naturally!
He was an absolute, special individual who could rely entirely upon his own un-attributed individual capacity to master any capability across the dimensions.
"This... is the absolute profile... of [Me]?!"
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