A low hum echoed through the void as both Akira and Kuroo stood at the center of the shattered realm—eyes locked, power pulsing violently between them. The two thrones behind them flickered, the aura of the ancient rulers still lingering in the air. The Void itself held its breath.
Akira's hair swayed in the silence, blue sparks crackling along his arms. His aura was no longer calm—it roared like a storm. Kuroo, standing across from him, wore a manic grin, his crimson eyes glowing as shadows crawled around his feet.
"You feel it too… don't you?" Kuroo muttered, stepping forward, the darkness trailing him like smoke. "The pull… the anger… the need to finish this."
Akira clenched his fists. "This isn't just a fight anymore. This is destiny."
Without warning, they lunged at each other.
Lightning met shadow.
Their fists collided, sending out a shockwave that split the air. Akira twisted mid-air, bringing down a bolt of pure lightning—"Lightning God Slash!"
Kuroo raised his hand. "Eternal Maw." A void swallowed the lightning whole—but not without a struggle. Sparks pierced the darkness, and the two were thrown back.
They clashed again.
Akira zipped around, almost teleporting, his movements laced with raw speed. Kuroo responded with jagged tendrils of darkness, each one trying to consume Akira's light.
As the battle intensified, the void around them began to glitch—walls flickered, sky cracked, and the ground beneath their feet warped like code unraveling.
Suddenly, both were mid-strike—Akira's blade of lightning aiming straight for Kuroo's heart, Kuroo's claws of shadow about to engulf Akira's face—when the world froze.
A system error flashed in the air.
> [WARNING: Timeline Instability Detected]
[Balance Protocol: Forced Separation Initiated]
Before either could react, a powerful force ripped them apart. Their bodies dissolved into particles, swallowed by glitching lights—each hurled back into their respective timelines.
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Akira – Original Timeline
He gasped awake, lying on the edge of a broken cliff in his world. The sky was red, the city below partly destroyed. Akira sat up, his chest heaving.
"They separated us," he whispered. "But… why?"
A voice echoed in his head—"Your path remains. Build your strength. Gather allies. This isn't over."
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Kuroo – Alternate Timeline
He stood in the middle of burning ruins, a smirk on his face. "Tch. They really think they can stop this?"
He stretched, then looked around at the people cowering before him.
"Fine. Time to prepare."
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In both timelines, something had changed.
Akira began searching for others like him—gifted ones, willing to fight. He knew this wasn't just about Kuroo anymore. A greater threat loomed—one that had the power to break reality itself.
Kuroo, meanwhile, sought powerful entities, beating them into submission or recruiting them into a twisted team. He would rewrite fate on his terms.
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Two paths. Two destinies. One final collision.