(Yujiro POV)
Life… it's too boring.No, everyone is too boring.
No one in this world — not military men, not grandmasters, not mythical beasts or gods from whispered legends and heck not even my son has the strength to defeat me.Hell, they can't even entertain me anymore.
So boring.
I've crushed mountains with my fists.Bent tanks like paper.Walked through storms, bullets, and bombs like they were gentle rain.
My heart doesn't race.My muscles don't strain.I don't feel… anything.
I've reached the pinnacle.I am the top.The next step?
There isn't one.
Not in this world.
I sit beneath a blue sky on a silent mountain, arms folded, eyes closed.The wind tries to howl — I silence it with a look.
I remember when I used to train.When I used to fight.When I'd smile in the face of death just to see if it could finally hit back.
Now?
I fight boredom.
And it's winning.
"Tch. I need a real challenge. Something that punches back hard enough to break me."
I open my eyes.
And the world around me begins to tremble.
Cracks ripple through the very fabric of space. Reality wavers, uncertain — like a scared child standing before me.Then, with a low hum and a sound like thunder being politely strangled, a gate appears.
Dark. Towering. Ancient.Its surface writhes with runes I don't recognize, pulsing with energy that feels… wrong.
Like it doesn't belong here.
Like I don't belong here.
I stand up slowly, my shadow stretching unnaturally across the mountain. The air warps around me.
But just as the moment could become something truly magnificent—Just as I thought maybe this was finally something real—
…it was ruined.
By a banner.
A damn banner.
It popped out from the gate like a party decoration, flapping proudly in the distorted wind.
"🎉 Welcome Yujiro to My Soul Society 🎉 Zehahahahahahah…"
Bright pink letters. Glittery.There were balloons. One shaped like my face. Another shaped like my fist.
A little cartoon toaster with googly eyes floated past holding a tray of cookies.
"Welcome, Mr. Hanma! May I interest you in a transmigration muffin?"
I blink once.
Twice.
The banner keeps flapping. The toaster bows. The cookies sparkle ominously.
I take a step forward.
The gate does not resist me.
Whatever this is… it's not of this world.
And more importantly — it's not afraid of me.
Interesting.
Very interesting.
"Whoever you are…" I mutter, cracking my neck, "...you'd better be strong."
I smile.
For the first time in decades.
And step through the gate.
(3rd P.O.V)
Yujiro blinked.
Just once.
And suddenly, he was no longer on the mountain.
No thunder. No flash. No ominous music.Just... blink, and there he was.
In a room — if you could even call it that.
The walls were stitched from cosmic dust and nebulae, like the entire galaxy had been tie-dyed by a drunk god and then turned into wallpaper. Stars twinkled softly across the ceiling, some winking at Yujiro like they knew who just walked in.
At the center of the room sat a table — absurdly mundane in contrast.
Wooden. Polished. IKEA vibes.On one side sat an entity.
Humanoid-ish. Radiating an aura that felt both ancient and... comically chill.
He wore a bathrobe made of stardust, fuzzy slippers with black holes for soles, and held a steaming mug that read:"#1 Your Friendly Neighbourhood God"
He looked up from his drink, smiled like someone greeting a neighbor he'd watched through a telescope for centuries, and gestured politely.
"Take a seat, Yujiro. I've been expecting you."
Yujiro, unfazed, sat down on the oversized cosmic sofa with the confidence of a man who could suplex the planet if mildly annoyed.
Immediately, the overly enthusiastic toaster — the one with googly eyes and Oxford accent — rolled up.
"Your divine brew, sir."Clink.
He placed a fresh mug in front of Yujiro, steaming with aromatic heat.
The mug read:
"#1 Strongest Creature"
Yujiro raised an eyebrow.
"Hmph."
He took a sip.
It tasted like…Victory. Rage. And somehow, just a hint of chocolate.
He set the mug down, eyeing the entity across from him.
"Are you strong?"
The room went still.
The stars held their breath. Even the toaster paused mid-wiggle.
The entity smiled, leaned back, and replied with a voice that held the weight of eternity and the tone of someone ordering brunch:
"I'm not strong.""I'm just… immortal.""With a job."
He took another sip of his cosmic coffee, then set the mug down with a soft clink that somehow echoed across galaxies.
Then, he leaned forward.
Eyes glowing with amusement.Or madness.Or both — Yujiro couldn't tell.
"I can send you to other worlds, you know.""Worlds where strength is measured in collapsing stars and gods bleed under their own pride.""Worlds with monsters, warriors, emperors, titans… beings who could, theoretically, wipe you into a smear of red paste."
The words hung in the air.
Yujiro didn't flinch.
Didn't blink.
Didn't breathe for a second.
Then, the entity tilted his head — playfully.
"So, tell me, Yujiro Hanma…""Do you want to go there?"
The stars pulsed with anticipation.
The room held its breath.
Even the googly-eyed toaster turned slowly to face Yujiro, waiting for the answer.
Yujiro leaned back slowly, one arm draped over the side of the sofa like a jungle cat evaluating prey.
He stared at the entity.
Then smiled.
That terrifying, spine-snapping, Hanma smile — the one that made war generals rethink life and gods double-check their life insurance.
"Tch. You said… could, theoretically, wipe me out?""Then stop talking, and show me what you've got."
The entity's grin widened like a cosmic rift.
He clapped once — the stars in the room dimmed.
The mug refilled itself with coffee.
A scroll appeared mid-air, unwinding with theatrical slowness, revealing five named cards etched in golden ink that writhed like living flame.
Card 1: The Invincible Universe
"A universe where Viltrumites reign supreme. Think Saiyans — but with no concept of mercy. Flying war gods with the strength to destroy planets, conquer galaxies, and shrug off nuclear bombs like mosquito bites."
"They don't fight to win. They fight to dominate. To erase. Their philosophy? If you bleed, you're weak. If you're weak, you die."
Yujiro's smirk widened.
"Sounds like a good warm-up."
Card 2: Swallowed Star Universe
"Now this is one for true cultivators of the body. A world where warriors evolve through cosmic training, unlocking strength far beyond the laws of physics. They punch through meteorites, run faster than light, and tear reality itself."
"Strength? Limitless. Speed? Unmeasurable. Endurance? Planetary."
"And if you survive long enough, you stop being human."
Card 3: Warhammer 40K Universe
The Entity's face twisted into a grimace. "I hesitate to offer this one, but…"
"Imagine a galaxy where war never ends. Where demigod soldiers with gene-enhanced bodies battle daemons, aliens, and literal warp gods in a nightmare called reality."
"Everything is hostile. Everything is horrifying. But it's all… very strong."
Yujiro laughed.
"I like horrifying."
Card 4: One Punch Man Universe
"A world where absurdity and devastation go hand-in-hand. Cities get leveled before breakfast. Monsters that can wipe out continents appear weekly. And somewhere out there is a bald guy who beats anything in one punch."
Yujiro's eyebrow twitched.
"...Sounds annoying."
Card 5: Dragon Ball Universe
"Power levels? Ridiculous. They scream while powering up for ten episodes and then vaporize galaxies by mistake."
"Ascension after ascension. God forms. Ultra forms. Angel forms. Then they get beaten by a rat or a bug or something."
Yujiro cracked his knuckles. "I want to see them try me."
The Entity waved his hand, and all the cosmic cards spun into a single spiral before vanishing into the stardust ceiling.
"Now, before we proceed — a formality."He snapped his fingers, and a scroll appeared in front of Yujiro, glowing with ancient, chaotic runes.
"Three wishes. No rules. No judgment. Go wild."
Yujiro raised an eyebrow."Anything?"
"Anything."
The Entity grinned, sipping his tea again."Trust me, I've heard it all — immortality, power, anime waifus, a planet made of meat. Go nuts."He leaned forward, elbows on his knees, eyes glinting with chaotic energy."Even if you don't want any, I think it'll be alright."