[ When Pegasus, deprived of his five senses, seemed to perceive Asmita walking toward Sasha under the tree. A hand strike pierced through her chest.
Sasha's eyes gradually lost their light as blood flowed from her chest, staining her white dress crimson.
"A—Smi—ta—!" Pegasus roared in fury, his eyes wide with rage.
Seeing Asmita's still-dripping right hand, Pegasus' Cosmo, ignited by anger, shattered the limits of his five senses as he threw a full-force punch at Asmita.
"Kān—."
Asmita simply turned calmly, uttering a soft chant that blocked Pegasus's fist.
"GRRRAAAHHH!!"
But with Pegasus' roar, a blue Cosmo enveloped his fist, breaking through Asmita's defense.
"Crack—"
A sound like shattering glass echoed.
Asmita's Gold Cloth and the Buddha statue behind him were shattered by the punch—yet when Pegasus regained his senses, he found his fist embedded in the trunk of the giant Mokurenji.
Pegasus snapped out of his rage, stunned by the gaping hole he had punched into the tree.
"The Mokurenji?! When did...?"
Hadn't he just been fighting Asmita? Where was he now? As Pegasus glanced around, Asmita's voice, tinged with admiration, reached his ears.
"Oh—to surpass the Sixth Sense even for an instant and land a blow on me, Asmita. I must acknowledge your truth."
Pegasus looked up in disbelief, seeing Asmita floating above him.
"Was that entire fight just an illusion?!"
Asmita didn't answer, only chuckling.
"Now then, when did it begin to change?"
"Look... The tree has borne its final fruit in response to your heightened Cosmo. Take 108 of them back with you."
As the tree shattered, Mokurenji fruits rained down like droplets. Pegasus was sent flying by the explosion's shockwave.
"Until we meet again on Earth, Pegasus!" ]
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~ Projection of All Worlds ~
"Seems like this Pegasus has some potential, breaking the limits of his five senses through sheer rage. But... how did he see anything without them?"
"Hahaha, Asmita must have projected the images directly into his mind. He really pushed the kid to his limit."
There was no denying Asmita's overwhelming strength, especially his mastery over the mind. From start to finish, he never truly fought seriously.
"Speaking of which... was Asmita just toying with the kid?"
Some even wondered if everything had been an illusion from the beginning. And if he had the time to spare, why not just punch the tree himself? Unless the tree required Pegasus to do it.
~ Cautious Hero World ~
"Tch. That's far too reckless."
Seiya Ryuuguuin clicked his tongue expressionlessly.
The tree was already destroyed—might as well take as many fruits as possible, including spares.
That's just common sense.
After all that effort to bear fruit, leaving any behind would be a waste.
What if out of the 108 collected, some turned out to be rotten?!
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~ Type-Moon World, ██████ Worldline, Chaldea ~
"Provoking Pegasus to draw out his latent potential—well played, Asmita!"
Romani Archaman blew on his coffee.
It seemed his intentions weren't as he claimed. From the start, his goal was to help Pegasus obtain the Mokurenji fruits.
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~ In the 7th singularity, Absolute Demonic Front: Babylonia ~
"Could you not have demolished the tree?"
Ereshkigal, the so-called "Flower of the Underworld," was on the verge of tears.
Both realms were part of the underworld, yet one suffered drought while the other drowned.
"Just take the fruits—why destroy the tree?!"
At the very least, save it for the next Holy War. What if these Mokurenji fruits, the key to defeating Specters, were lost to time?
How would the next generation fight? This is the opposite of sustainable development.
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~ Saint Seiya Shioriverse, The Lost Canvas timeline ~
"Though it was an illusion to provoke Pegasus, you went too far, Virgo Asmita."
Scorpio Kardia glared at Asmita, his long crimson nails gleaming ominously, as though ready to strike at any moment.
Beneath his carefree demeanor, Kardia never forgot his duty as a Saint.
Unfazed by Kardia's hostility, Asmita remained in meditation.
"As the vision showed, all I seek is truth."
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"The truth lies in Lord Hades' hands!"
In Pandora's eyes, Asmita still had a chance to defect to their side.
Even if it was an illusion, his actions were a grave insult to Athena. The Sanctuary would never accept him—the Underworld was his only path.
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[ Pegasus' soul returned to the living world, revived. But the Underworld's Specters, under Pandora's orders, pursued him to reclaim the mokurenji fruits.
Now they raced across a mountain path, but something felt wrong.
"What's going on? This path shouldn't be this long..."
Then, an unknown voice halted them in their tracks.
"Consider this path a direct passage to your homeland—the Underworld!"
"Why...?! Why are you here, Virgo Asmita?!"
The Specters trembled in terror at the figure before them.
At the path's end, Asmita appeared as if teleporting, helmet in hand. He raised a single serene gesture.
Behind him, celestial angels and cloaked reapers with scythes materialized—symbols of heaven and hell.
The sheer pressure of his Cosmo annihilated the Specters instantly. Mere foot soldiers stood no chance against Asmita.
In another blink, Asmita reappeared beside the elder.
To forge the fruits into weapons required a Cosmo elevated to its zenith—his final task.
"BOOM—!"
The resurrected Specters attacked the tower relentlessly.
Ignoring them, the elder handed the strung Mokurenji beads to Asmita.
"You must raise your Cosmo to harmonize with the Mokurenji."
"The only one who can... is the blind Saint, Asmita!"
Noticing Pegasus' battered Cloth, Asmita resolved to do one last thing.
"Are you sure... Asmita?" The elder hesitated, eyeing the prepared Pegasus Cloth.
"It's fine. This blood has served its purpose."
The elder stared in shock as Asmita began shedding his own blood. ]
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~ Projection of All Worlds ~
"Seeing him in the Underworld hinted at it, but to think he truly possesses spatial abilities..."
"Specters' immortality is just unfair."
Then, as Asmita bled to repair the Pegasus Cloth, realization dawned—what did he mean by "useless blood"? Was he planning to sacrifice himself?
With his power, handling Specters should be effortless. Even if they revived, sealing their senses would render them as good as dead.
Few had realized Asmita was genuinely blind. Most assumed he kept his eyes closed solely for meditation.
~ Bleach World, Hueco Mundo ~
"Is there a restriction to processing the Mokurenji? Elevating Cosmo to its limit..."
Aizen pondered.
What connection did ultimate Cosmo have with death?
Different worlds, different energy systems.
In that world, Cosmo was akin to spiritual pressure.
"What a waste for him to die here?"
Unable to decipher it, Aizen sighed, watching Asmita's resolve with regret.
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~ Saint Seiya Toeiverse, Omega timeline ~
"I thought we both meditated with closed eyes to heighten our Cosmo...
Virgo Shaka touched his prayer beads—key to defeating Specters. With these, their immortality was nullified.
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[ "Having meditated in endless darkness, hoarding my Cosmos... Today, it finally has meaning."
Clutching blood-stained beads, Asmita ascended the tower alone and sat cross-legged at its peak.
Below, Pegasus and the others gaped at the dazzling crimson light—Cosmos beyond mortal limits.
Yato stared up in awe,
"How far is he pushing his Cosmos?!"
At the summit, Asmita clasped the beads, his ultimate Cosmos forcing his eyes open—revealing their azure hue.
"Athena... Blind Asmita never sought to change his view of this pained, lost world."
"TENKŪ HAJA —CHIMIMŌRYŌ! "
The crimson light condensed as demons from another dimension surged forth, blasting Specters away!
"Damn it!"
Revived Specters charged, only to find themselves encircled by Buddha apparitions.
Asmita raised the beads.
"Too late. TENBU HORIN—!"
"Now, fall into eternal slumber."
The Specters' eyes dulled as their souls bound to the beads, blackening several. This time, they wouldn't wake.
When Pegasus reached the top, Asmita gazed into the distance, beads in hand.
"The world is beautiful... Can you see the light?"
"People live together, bearing sorrow and joy."
As his form faded, Asmita turned to Pegasus.
"You're younger than I imagined."
Kneeling, Pegasus wept helplessly as Asmita vanished.
"Pegasus... Athena is in your hands now."
Only the Virgo Cloth, cradling the beads, remained.
Asmita was gone.
In exchange for his entire Cosmos, Athena's army could now fight Hades on equal footing. ]
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