Some moments ago—
Within the seclusion of his underground lab, the real Haki sat in front of the Holo-display, just as the call with Hamman ended. Unseen by the rest of the world, his original body never left the room. The clone had done its job.
A breath passed. Silent, intentional. He knew his own train of thoughts; he was the one controlling the clone remotely, or at the very least, they shared the same mind. He tried to remain as calm as possible because he could sense a storm coming.
He activated his Yocto-optic eyes. Haki never integrated himself with any sort of tech—not because he was stupid, dumb, proud, or felt connected to his human nature. As a matter of fact, he hated being born in a body that couldn't evolve as fast as other emergent bloodlines present today.
Discipline was the cause. His discipline had caged him in this space. Something like:
"If I augment myself right now, I would lose all the aura points I've been acclimating for decades by being a purebred human."
Haki wasn't a fool, though. He created everything he owned with his own two hands. No one handed him anything. He didn't chase glory—he was the war to every answer they ever started.
Who, you ask? Nobody really knew, not even him…
The only things he equipped were his equipment… you see that? Ahem… His Yocto-optic eyes, Accelerated Healing, Atomic Restructuring, etc. He just never replaced any part of his body with machine, whether they looked human-like or not.
The Yocto-optic eyes scanned everything around him, looking for the probable cause of his uneasy feeling…
Druuummm
There was a sound. The sound of a drum being struck—but more specifically, it was one of the blood vessels in Haki's head that had burst, just like it always did when in deep thought.
This time around, though, it came because of the mental strain that came back late due to the time delay between the transference of signals from his original body to the clone.
It shouldn't have been that bad, but when he looked deep into himself again, he became aware of everything that had happened at the other side of the Spatial Checkpoint—especially his state of mind due to Acca.
The information downloaded into his brain in Q-Script, and the somewhat deranged Acca started dissecting it:
[EXPECTED:]
[Hamman's betrayal and vulnerability:
-Hamman opened a checkpoint via the Grava Star, expecting my not using it, knowing my personality.
-Forced me to create another checkpoint, effectively forming two passages, then acting surprised.
-Forced me to reveal my "state of being."]
[NYSERITH'S PLOY WITH HAMMAN:
-Nyserith predicts Morse code
-Stall me till the "Gravastar Spatial Checkpoint" stabilized and sneak Nyserith into my lab through it
-Wait for me to kill her clone, turn into motes of light, and sneak her Original Signature through the checkpoint]
[UNEXPECTED:
-Make their ploy extremely foolish and obvious to me
-Their extreme confidence in something… or someone?
-A deeper ploy…]
Haki looked towards the Holo-display again. He could finally sense something coming—someone.
"It seems 'mummy dearest' is running towards us with her Original Signature. Should we give her a little surprise, you know, by insta-killing her?"
The monster inside him was really hungry for some carnage, but his curiosity won brighter.
"Hold on, Hell. Let's wait for her 'Original Signature'. I need to see what's going on here. Are we the players or the pieces?"
Haki was always skeptical about anything related to the separation of concepts like spirit or the unreachable soul. Some experts claimed they had contacted the soul though—Lies, of course…
In this universe, a Signature is the unique Quantum Imprint of a being—an unreplicable blend of their consciousness frequency, neural patterning, and Spirit Resonance. Much like a fingerprint, but exponentially deeper.
It permeates everything they touch: actions, thoughts, even timelines. Advanced tech and beings evolved enough can detect, track, or even manipulate these signatures across dimensions.
In real-world theory, it parallels quantum entanglement, EEG brainwave uniqueness, and the philosophical idea that identity leaves a metaphysical trace—turning individuality into a tangible, weaponizable, and traceable force.
For dummies—an Original Signature was basically your entire being—what makes you… you—coded into a universal fingerprint. It's like if DNA, browser history, childhood trauma, favorite color, deepest fear, and fighting style all merged into one invisible aura that reality itself could read… and judge.
Aha! I got it. It's that thing that anime weebs call Energy Signature/Ki Signature, but more refined… god ki? Maybe? Nahhh 😂
Haki could only succeed in copying and pasting his consciousness features on a fake clone, not because he did so literally—no. He could only carry as much general data as he could possibly carry. Human thought process was incredibly, incredibly, and even incredibly complex.
Acca's curiosity was eating all his brain cells and Hell wouldn't keep quiet about it. It was driving him mad.
Haki knew himself more than anything else in this world. He knew he sometimes had mental clashes, but this time it felt different… like he was being… pushed?
He didn't question it. For now, he had to find a way to hide his original body before his Mother arrives.
He didn't have his "Fake-Body" here, which had magic-like powers through the use of bloodlines and other mystic properties. This body here was just composed of pure pushups, squats, crunches and the likes—Brute strength.
How would he cloak himself in space? With his punches?
"Enough blabbering, let me out! I'll produce flames that will drill holes through 99 layers of space, Hmph!"
Hell Dave was always hyperactive when it came to this body of Haki's. He basically considered it his throne as he had built it through ruthless discipline.
Haki smiled. This time around, no one objected whether to bring Hell Dave out or not. But still, this guy couldn't be trusted alone, and because of that:
"Heavenly, do your best not to recede from his eyes," Instinct of all people spoke out in a calm, continuous voice.
"Make sure he doesn't go completely black," Instinct ended. He was always shrouded in that mysterious silver-ish, white-ish energy—his true appearance, never to be seen.
"You're basically asking me not to die," Heavenly smiled and gave Instinct a side-eye.
"I appreciate the care though. Bless you."
*"Yah, yah, yah, curse you! Mother-ucker! Let's begin this thing!" Hell shouted. He was getting very impatient now.
"Alright," Haki said.
He sat down cross-legged and waved his hand. A large octahedral device floated above him and cast light around an area of 7 meters. This light then started receding until it covered every corner of Haki's body. The light became self-contained. Any effect it was to have would only occur on Haki.
This effect was time dilation. The device was a portable version of the Hypersonic Lion Tamer, which he normally used to train himself.
WHOOOOOSH!
The pressure around Haki's body started increasing dramatically as his entire body started sinking into itself.
The ground was that hard—No effect.
A prompt appeared before his eyes. He didn't need it though.
[You are under 2x gravity]
[You are under 3x gravity]
[You are under 4x gravity]
[You are under 6x gravity]
[You are under 8x gravity]
[You are under 16x gravity]
[You are under 32x gravity]
[You are under 58x gravity]
"Ahem, this is why we need brains here in the chat," Acca said while shifting his glasses up his nose bridge.
As he was being crushed under the gravity, Haki realized he was doing the complete opposite of what he should be doing.
'Well, I guess it was Hell's effect?' Haki smiled as he thought.
[ADJUST]
[You are under 32x gravity]
[You are under 16x gravity]
[You are under 8x gravity]
[You are under 6x gravity]
[You are under 4x gravity]
[You are under 3x gravity]
[You are under 0x gravity]
[You are under -1x gravity]
[You are under -32x gravity]
[You are under -100x gravity]
[You are under -1000x gravity]
As the space-time curvature around him started contracting, it wanted to repel him. He could no longer remain stable in a cross-legged position. He had already been floating since 0x gravity.
He placed some strange item on his body and it increased his weight dramatically, but when he reached -1000x gravity, he started floating again—weight and all…
He was experiencing many things; time flowed extremely fast for him relative to the outside world.
[You are under -10,002x gravity]