The ground cracked. The sky bled.
Akira and Kuroo were locked in a brutal clash against twin monstrosities—void-born titans, guardians of a forgotten realm.
One attack. Then another. The battlefield rippled.
Until—
> Akira: "Something's wrong—!"
A surge of dark-blue energy engulfed them. Everything twisted. Warped. They were sucked into a spiral of broken stars.
When they opened their eyes—
They were somewhere else.
A barren dimension. Floating islands. Purple clouds. Infinite silence.
And then, they heard footsteps.
A man walked toward them. Calm. Composed. Three swords strapped to his side. Green robe. Black bandana on his arm. His presence? Ominous.
> ???: "You two look lost. Need help with directions?"
Both Akira and Kuroo froze.
> Kuroo (thinking): What the hell? How did he get this close? I didn't even sense him.
> Akira (quietly): "Not human..."
Suddenly, the air changed. The aura around the man intensified—twisting, ancient, infernal. He no longer looked like just a swordsman. He looked like a Hell God in disguise.
> Akira: "Who are you?"
> ???: "Just a pirate. I travel through timelines and universes."
Without waiting, both charged. Their attacks? Blindingly fast.
But the swordsman parried every move effortlessly.
Akira's blade was caught with a flick.
Kuroo's shadows dispersed by a single slash.
He toyed with them. Every motion was precise. Swift. Deadly. They weren't fighting a swordsman. They were fighting an anomaly.
> Kuroo: "He's not just a pirate..."
Suddenly, he dashed forward. A killing blow.
But mid-strike, he paused—and turned the wrong way.
> ???: "Wait... where'd they go?"
He looked around. Deserted.
> ???: "Tch. Weaklings. Ran away..."
He sheathed his sword.
> ???: "No time to waste. I must complete my mission... the honor of Konoha rests on my shoulders."
He vanished.
Akira and Kuroo, hiding behind a time fracture, exhaled slowly.
> Akira: "That... was terrifying."
> Kuroo: "Who gets lost... in a straight line?"
Both nodded. Never speak of this again.
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End of Bonus Chapter