Shin Reveals Himself
For the first time since creation, Shin stepped into open reality without a divine signature.
No Angel sight.
No Grand Priest oversight.
No celestial leash.
He stood beside Taru
And he let the universe see him.
His form shimmered, settling into something deliberate and breathtaking, wide curves and grace balanced with divine authority, presence radiating confidence instead of restraint.
Whether read as masculine or feminine no longer mattered.
He was chosen, not assigned.
A Kai who had rewritten himself.
The universe paused.
Taru Feels It
The moment Shin revealed his true form, Taru's Ancient instincts surged back harder, sharper, more focused than any battle-lust.
This wasn't violence.
It was claim-recognition.
The bond they shared flared like a star collapsing inward. Taru's knees buckled not from injury, but from overwhelming feedback as Shin stepped closer, calm, knowing and entirely in control of the moment.
Shin leaned in, whispering something only Taru could hear.
"Allow me to satisfy those troublesome primal urges " Shin said slipping his soft hands into Taru's pants and pulling his pulsating shaft and swollen balls, getting on his knees.
Taru let the Kai handle his growing arousal and heat.
Shin's mouth was full in the next second, taking half in one go
What followed was intense, grounding, and utterly consuming.
When hours passed and Taru finally collapsed, unconscious from a intense unloading of pent up essence rather than wounds, Shin straightened with a soft, smug smile.
"You're welcome,"
he murmured, brushing his thumb along his own jaw and licking his lipstick covered lips.
POV — The Angels
They should not have had access.
But Angels archive everything.
Old data fragmente, forbidden, had surfaced within a sealed vault: records from the earliest days of Shin's disappearance's.
visuals meant for divine scrutiny and resonance logs.
Duration.
Frequency.
Depth of bond synchronization.
Months.
Continuous.
Intimate.
One Angel broke the silence.
"He didn't weaken," she said quietly.
"He grew."
Another leaned closer to the projection.
"And Taru didn't simply dominate him into submission,"
she added.
"Shin chose it, he chose to submit to this mortal ."
There was fascination now.
Curiosity.
And something dangerously close to envy.
Especially witnessing Shin's facial expressions in the first intimate encounter with that brute.
"We are forbidden from attachment,"
a younger Angel whispered shyly .
"And yet… look what it gave him."
No one answered.
Because they all saw it.
....
Elsewhere — The Grand Priest
The Grand Priest felt Shin's absence like a missing note in a perfect chord.
Not erased.
Removed from jurisdiction.
"…He is no longer within the system,"
he said softly.
Not lost.
Not corrupted but Evolved beyond recall.
For the first time since the Ancient Saiyan purges, the Grand Priest felt uncertainty settle into his bones.
Because if Shin could do this—
Others might follow and be taken by that saiyan once he grew.
...
Elsewhere
Shin sat beside the passed out Taru in the quiet aftermath, expression soft, confident and unafraid.
The gods were searching .
The Angels were questioning.
And somewhere deep in the multiverse, evolution itself had changed direction.
End of the chapter