Just as everyone was still immersed in their reflections, a new message appeared once again within the dimensional space.
[The five major battle scenes have concluded. Rewards for all ranked participants will now be distributed!]
The moment this message appeared, it instantly drew the attention of countless people.
Some felt envy, while others were overjoyed, unable to contain their excitement.
In the One Piece world, aboard the Moby Dick, Whitebeard and his crew burst into cheers as soon as they saw the message. Laughter and celebration echoed across the deck, their expressions filled with anticipation. Sitting upon his massive custom-made chair, Whitebeard himself revealed a faint smile, the corners of his mouth lifting uncontrollably as he awaited what was to come.
The wait did not last long. Before anyone realized it, an object suddenly appeared in Whitebeard's hand. It was round and plump, its surface covered in strange, intricate patterns. The moment it materialized, everyone froze in place. There was no mistaking it—this was something unique to their world.
A Devil Fruit.
"…Created out of thin air?" Whitebeard blinked, his fingers tightening slightly around the fruit as he felt its undeniable solidity. This was no illusion.
At that moment, even he was completely stunned. As the strongest man on the seas, someone who stood at the pinnacle of power, something had appeared in his hand without him noticing in the slightest. The implications were terrifying. If whoever did this had intended to kill him, he likely would not have even known how he died.
Compared to Whitebeard's shock, however, the crew was far more focused on curiosity.
"Old man, what kind of Devil Fruit is that? I've never seen anything like it!"
"Yeah, yeah, it doesn't look familiar at all…"
While they crowded around, speculating excitedly, none of them noticed that in a shadowed corner of the deck, a pair of eyes had already locked onto the fruit. Those eyes burned with intense desire, as if they had been waiting for this moment for far too long.
Meanwhile, in the Pokémon world, within a dense forest, a group of Fletchinders lounged lazily on tree branches, basking in the warmth of the afternoon sun while grooming their feathers. Everything was peaceful and tranquil—until suddenly, an inexplicable wave of heat erupted among them.
Startled, the flock immediately turned their attention toward the source, only to find that it was a small, rather cute Fletchling. The little Pokémon tilted its head innocently, clearly unaware of what had just happened. Yet it was precisely this innocent expression that made it seem even more adorable.
But this was not an isolated occurrence.
Far away, within a boiling pool of magma, a deafening explosion suddenly erupted. From within the flames, a massive fiery bird burst forth into the sky. Its blazing form radiated terrifying heat, and its piercing cry echoed across a vast stretch of land, shaking everything within a ten-mile radius.
In the Jujutsu Kaisen world, Gojo Satoru stood casually in line, preparing to buy some snacks. However, his relaxed expression suddenly disappeared, replaced by a rare seriousness. A flood of information had abruptly appeared in his mind, as if something had forcibly been implanted within it.
At first, the overwhelming influx caused him discomfort, but as he gradually processed and understood the knowledge, a smile returned to his face—this time filled with excitement.
It was knowledge related to cursed techniques.
Ever since he had reached the pinnacle of strength and was hailed as the strongest, his power had stagnated. No matter what methods he tried, he had been unable to improve further. But now—
For the first time in a long while, he saw a path forward.
The knowledge in his mind had opened a new door for him, revealing possibilities he had never considered before.
How could he not be thrilled?
In his excitement, he immediately decided to buy extra treats as a reward for himself.
Over in the Naruto world, within Konoha Village, Might Guy found himself surrounded by an enthusiastic crowd.
"Guy-sensei, what should we train next?!"
"Guy-sensei, teach me! I can endure hardship!"
"Guy-sensei, look at me! I'm strong, I can handle anything!"
Voices overlapped one after another, all filled with admiration and eagerness. Guy, despite being known as Konoha's Blue Beast and possessing overwhelming strength, had never encountered such a scene before. For once, he was completely at a loss, unsure how to respond.
Out of the corner of his eye, he caught sight of Kakashi stanSystem Notification nearby, completely uninvolved, as if none of this had anything to do with him. That indifferent attitude only made Guy feel an even greater headache.
Just as he was desperately trying to think of a way to escape, a sudden warmth surged through his entire body. The sensation was indescribable—like being immersed in a soothing hot spring. It was so comfortable that he nearly cried out loud.
Fortunately, his remaining rationality allowed him to suppress the urge.
Kakashi, however, had observed everything clearly, and a hint of amusement flickered in his eyes.
The warmth did not last long. Guy clenched his fists, and his expression immediately changed. He could feel it—
Explosive power coursing through his body.
Not only that, but the old injuries he had accumulated over years of battle had been completely healed.
The joy that filled him in that moment was indescribable. It was as if he had regained his youth, stepping into a second prime.
In the Bleach world, night had fallen. The streets were empty, illuminated only by flickering streetlights that cast dim shadows across the ground.
Boom!
A massive explosion shattered the silence of a quiet park.
Ichigo Kurosaki, clad in his Soul Reaper attire, leapt out from the smoke, gripping his oversized sword tightly. His expression was serious as he faced the enemy before him.
As a Substitute Soul Reaper, protecting the city had become his nightly duty.
In the past, these battles had been relatively easy for him. But tonight—
Was different.
The enemy before him was far more troublesome than anything he had faced before.
Just as he was thinking about how to use his skills and surrounSystem Notification s to gain an advantage, something unexpected happened.
A brilliant white light suddenly erupted from his Zanpakutō.
The light grew brighter and brighter, gradually enveloping his entire body.
Moments later, as the glow faded, his appearance had completely changed. His previously loose Soul Reaper robes had transformed into a more fitted outfit, better suited for combat.
At the same time, his weapon had also changed. The massive blade in his hand had become a sleek, razor-sharp sword.
But the most astonishing change—
Was the surge of power within him.
His Reiatsu had more than doubled.
Before he could process this transformation, a roar erupted from his opponent. The creature lunged toward him, its gaping maw revealing rows of sharp teeth and a foul stench.
Ichigo's body reacted instinctively.
In the next instant—
He vanished.
Shunpo!
In a flash, he passed by the creature, his body already positioned behind it.
A faint sound followed.
And then—
A thin line of blood appeared, running from the creature's head down to its abdomen.
Moments later, its body split cleanly in two, collapsing to the ground.
Watching this unfold, Ichigo could not help but feel a surge of exhilaration.
This power—
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