As Brian walked in the hallway of The Realm of The Gods (The Collective Unconsciousness), he went straight to Omega Alpha's domain. Both of his hands were in his pockets, his angry expression unchanged. His mind was a whirlwind of conflicting thoughts. He reveled in his power, his heritage, and his ruthless nature, yet a nagging voice within him, a remnant of a life he could barely remember, whispered of a different path, a path of redemption. He quickly suppressed the thought, reminding himself that such notions were weakness, a weakness he could not afford.
Brian walked down the pristine corridors of the Realm of the Gods, his jaw tight, his fists clenched. The memory of the Council members' faces, a mix of pity and naive hope, fueled his simmering rage. He didn't need their concern, their guidance, or their judgment. He was a warrior, honed by years of training and forged in the fires of countless battles. Emotions were a weakness, a liability that he couldn't afford.
Reaching the towering doors that led to Omega Alpha's domain, Brian paused, taking a deep breath to compose himself. The room beyond was said to be a reflection of her mind - vast, intricate, and filled with untold power. He couldn't afford to lose his cool now. He needed to address this situation before it spiraled out of control.
With a swift motion, he pushed open the doors and stepped inside. The room was even more awe-inspiring than he had imagined. The walls were lined with countless books, each shimmering with an otherworldly energy. Stars swirled across the ceiling, casting an ethereal glow over the room. In the center, seated at a desk piled high with scrolls and artifacts, was Omega Alpha. She looked up, her eyes gleaming with amusement.
"Destroyer of Worlds," Omega Alpha spoke, her voice echoing through the vast chamber. "To what do I owe the pleasure?"
Brian strode forward, his gaze unwavering. "The Council," he said, his voice low and dangerous. "I want them off my back."
Omega Alpha raised an eyebrow. "Is that so? And why is that?"
"They're annoying, a fucking distraction," Brian spat. "They're trying to analyze me, change me. I have a job to do, and I can't do it with them constantly breathing down my fucking neck."
Omega Alpha chuckled softly. "You misunderstand, Brian. I didn't assign the Council to you as a punishment; I did it to help you improve. I don't doubt your abilities; you're a force of nature, a whirlwind of destruction. But you're also reckless, impulsive, and prone to unnecessary violence. That's why I can't remove that order from your hands."
Brian clenched his fists, his anger threatening to boil over. "I don't need fucking guidance," he growled. "I know what the fuck I'm doing."
Omega Alpha leaned forward, her eyes narrowing. "Do you, Brian? Or are you simply running from your past, hiding behind a mask of anger and brutality? The Council sees something in you, something beyond the destroyer, and you will try to cooperate with them. We're running out of patience for it."
Brian frowned, his expression serious. "So what am I gonna fucking do then?" Brian said in a stern expression. "Am I going to let those girls manipulate me, and change me to become a fucking good guy?"
Omega Alpha's eyes softened. "Think of this as an opportunity, Brian. Not just for yourself, but for the greater good of the universe." She said. "You like becoming stronger, right? Those girls have unique abilities that might be of use to you. They might offer different and effective techniques that you have never used."
Brian hesitated for a moment, the sincerity in Omega Alpha's voice giving him pause. But the thought of letting anyone get close to him, of exposing his vulnerability, was too much to bear. "And what makes you think their fucking abilities will help me, huh, Omega Alpha? One is the embodiment of chaos; I don't need anything from that fucking rat woman," he said, referring to Hakos Baelz. "I'm already chaos incarnate," he said with a grin.
"Second, I'm not interested in that Guardian of Civilization, nor am I interested in learning anything from her..." Brian said, referring to Nanashi Mumei. "What am I gonna know, a fucking history of the Universe...?" He said mockingly. "And third, what do I need to learn from that Speaker of Space, huh, Omega Alpha?" He said, referring Tsukumo Sana. "What is she gonna do, fucking teach me about astrology? No, thank you," He said, waving his right hand.
"And fourth, I have nothing to learn from that Warden of Time..." Brian said referring to Ouro Kronii. "I fought beings that can use time before, and I defeated them easily. I have nothing to learn from her," He said in a frowned expression. "And fifth, I have nothing to learn from that fucking Keeper of Nature and her knowledge of life. I am a former mercenary for hire, now a Destroyer of Worlds. I destroy everything that stands in my path, I dominate everyone, and killed them mercilessly, I have nothing to learn from that Mother Nature..." He said in an angry expression.
Omega Alpha listened patiently, her expression unreadable as Brian listed his dismissals with escalating vehemence. When he finally finished, she remained silent for a long moment, her eyes studying him with an intensity that made him bristle.
"You are very dismissive, Brian," she said finally, her voice soft but firm. "And yet, your actions betray a deeper insecurity. You fear what you do not understand, and you reject what you cannot control."
Brian scoffed, but the edge of his defiance was blunted by a flicker of unease. "What the fuck are you talking about?"
"Those Council members," Omega Alpha continued, ignoring his outburst, "possess qualities that you lack. Baelz, for all her chaotic energy, has a keen understanding of how to exploit weaknesses and turn chaos into opportunity. Mumei possesses an encyclopedic knowledge of the universe and a surprising ability to connect with others on an emotional level. Sana has a deep understanding of the interconnectedness of all things, allowing her to see patterns and possibilities that others miss. Kronii has the willpower to control time, which many find interesting. And finally, Fauna has a deep connection with people, that may be of use to you in one way or another."
Brian clenched his fists. "And those powers aren't going to be of any use to me," he said, dismissing them. "That's for the fucking weak, so I don't care."
Omega Alpha gave him a pointed look. "That is a lie, and you know it," she said. "This might be for your own good."
"And I don't agree with your methods, either," said Brian with annoyance.
"The methods don't matter to me," said Omega Alpha. "What matters to me is if they are effective for you or not."
"Why would I need them? Those girls wear their hearts on their sleeves and want me to become a softy."
"No, those Council members are helping you because I ordered it, and I hope you can learn from them," said Omega Alpha.
Brian frowned and spoke. "And why? Why the fuck do you want them to help me...? What is it to you, Omega Alpha?"
Omega Alpha sighed and spoke. "Because, I want you to get to know them more..." She said stoically. "Remember, I hired you to be part of the Council, did I not? And now that you are part of the Council, you are no longer that person that works alone, as a mercenary for hire."
Brian's expression turned serious and he spoke. "And why the fuck is that?" He said in a serious tone. "Why the fuck would you want them to get close to me?"
Omega Alpha looked at his serious face and spoke calmly. "Because, it will be a benefactor to your upcoming missions. That's why, I ordered them to try to be close to you, so that you could easily work with them in the future," She said in a stoic expression.
Brian shifted, a spark of defiance flickering in his eyes. "So I'm supposed to play happy families now?" he sneered. "Forge bonds, share fucking feelings? That's not what I signed up for."
Omega Alpha tilted her head, her gaze unwavering. "I am not asking you to become someone you are not, Brian. I am merely asking you to open yourself up to the possibility of growth. You possess immense power, but power alone is not enough. You need wisdom, understanding, and a connection to something beyond yourself."
Brian stared at Omega Alpha, his mind racing. He couldn't understand her logic. Why would she force him to rely on others when his strength lay in his independence? Was she trying to weaken him, to control him? Or was there something more to this than he could see?
"And if I refuse?" Brian growled, his voice low and threatening. "What then? Will you strip me of my title? Will you throw me out of the Council?"
Omega Alpha's expression remained unchanged, but a flicker of steel entered her eyes. "You are a valuable asset, Brian. I would prefer not to resort to such measures. But do not mistake my leniency for weakness. I expect you to fulfill your obligations to the Council, and that includes cooperating with your teammates. If you choose to defy me, you will face the consequences."
Brian clenched his jaw, his anger simmering beneath the surface. He hated being manipulated, but he also recognized the futility of fighting Omega Alpha. She held all the power, and he was bound by his contract to obey her commands.
"Fine," Brian spat, his voice laced with resentment. "I'll be nice to them..." He said in an angry expression, as he folded his arms.
Omega Alpha nodded, a hint of satisfaction in her eyes. "That is all I ever ask. Now then..." She said standing from her seat. "Come with me, I have to show you something..."
Brian's ears perked up about something she wanted to tell him. "What is it?" He said in a serious expression.
Omega Alpha walked past him and said. "Come with me, I will tell you on the way."
With a final glare, Brian followed behind her back, his expression serious. He was curious about what Omega Alpha was going to tell him.
As Brian followed Omega Alpha through the pristine corridors of the Realm of the Gods, he couldn't shake the feeling that he was being led into a trap. Omega Alpha was a master manipulator, and he knew that every word, every action, was carefully calculated to achieve her desired outcome. He is the strongest in all of the Council, but he could sense Omega Alpha was equal to his base form. He had to be cautious, to remain on guard, or he risked becoming a pawn in her game.
"Where the fuck are we going?" Brian asked, his voice cutting through the silence.
Omega Alpha didn't turn around, her voice echoing in the corridor. "I am taking you to a place that may interest you..." She said stoically.
Brian raised an eyebrow, his expression serious. "The fuck do you mean by that...?" He said, walking next to her.
Omega Alpha's stoic expression unwavering, as she continued to walk. "You see, every Council member has their own domain that is based on their titles alone," She said calmly. "Since you're part of the Council now, I have to give you your own domain..."
Brian stopped walking, his eyes narrowed. "A domain?" he repeated, his voice laced with suspicion. "What the hell is that?"
Omega Alpha finally stopped, turning to face him. "A domain is a realm, a space that is uniquely yours, shaped by your power and reflective of your essence. It serves as a sanctuary, a training ground, and a source of strength."
"So, what, I get my own personal playground?" Brian scoffed, crossing his arms. "A place to blow shit up without anyone telling me to stop?"
Omega Alpha's lips twitched slightly, a hint of amusement flickering in her eyes. "It can be that, if you wish. But it is also much more. This is like a training ground for you, where you can train your abilities, enhance your senses, without limitations, and provide you with a connection to the very fabric of reality." She said with a grin. "You wanted to become stronger, right? This Realm will help you become stronger."
Brian considered this, his mind racing. A place where he could unleash his power without restraint? A place where he could hone his skills and become even stronger than before? The prospect was undeniably appealing, but he still couldn't shake his distrust of Omega Alpha's motives.
"A realm where I can train without limitations, huh..." Brian grinned deviously and spoke. "Now you've piqued my interest. Lead me to this domain of mine, Omega Alpha."
Omega Alpha's lips curved into a knowing smile. "Very well," she said, turning and resuming her brisk pace down the corridor. "But be warned, Brian, a domain is not something that is simply given. It must be claimed, shaped, and controlled. It will reflect your strengths, but also your weaknesses. It will test you in ways you cannot imagine."
Brian followed, his devious grin widening. "Hmph... Do you think I back down from a fight? I never back down from a fight; I live and die to fight," He said, a thrill of anticipation coursing through him. "I love a good challenge, I've faced down worse."
As they walked through the opulent corridors of the Realm of the Gods, they reached a massive, ornately carved door that dwarfed even the entrance to Omega Alpha's personal domain. The door shimmered with an otherworldly energy, pulsating with raw power that made Brian's skin tingle.
Omega Alpha stopped, turning to face Brian. "This is the entrance to your domain, Brian," she said, her voice calm and collected. She then opened the door with a snap of her fingers, as the two went inside.
The moment Brian stepped through the doorway, the familiar opulence of the Realm of the Gods vanished. Gone were the pristine corridors, the shimmering lights, and the sense of order. In its place was... nothing, an absolute, all-encompassing void of pure, infinite nothingness. No ground beneath his feet, no sky above, just an endless expanse of white nothingness. This was the exact feeling when he destroyed the Zydonian Realm.
Omega Alpha floated calmly beside him, seemingly unfazed by the desolate landscape. "This is it, Brian. This is your domain."
Brian's jaw clenched. "What the fuck is this? There is nothing here. You expect me to train here? There's nothing to train on!" He gestured wildly, his arms slicing through the empty air.
Omega Alpha's composure remained stoic, and she spoke calmly. "Yes, this is indeed nothingness. But, this Realm is a perfect training ground for you. This Realm can give you 1 to infinite universal gravity."
Brian scoffed, his anger barely contained. "Gravity? What the fuck am I supposed to do with gravity? I can already fly, I can already crush planets with my bare hands! What's a little gravity gonna do for me?"
Omega Alpha snapped her fingers, as 10,000 times universal gravity hit both of them instantly. Brian's eyes widened, as he instantly was put to his knees, kneeling because of the overwhelming universal gravitational pull, while Omega Alpha was unfazed, standing next to him.
Brian struggled against the crushing force, his muscles screaming in protest. Sweat beaded on his forehead as he fought to maintain his kneeling position. "What... the... fuck... is... this?" he gasped, each word a monumental effort.
Omega Alpha watched him, her expression unchanged. "This, Brian, is a taste of your domain's potential. This domain responds to your will, to your strength. If you can master this gravity, you can master anything."
Brian grit his teeth, his rage building. He hated being shown up, hated being made to feel weak. But he found this gravitational pull a challenge to him. He focused his energy, channeling his rage into raw power, his willpower rose, and his muscles bulged as he slowly, agonizingly, began to rise to his feet and starts to walk slowly.
Omega Alpha watched Brian's struggle with a hint of approval in her eyes. "That's it, Brian," she said, her voice carrying clearly through the oppressive gravity. "Embrace the challenge. This domain is a reflection of yourself. It will bend to your will if you are strong enough, and it will break you if you are weak."
Brian ignored her words, focusing all his energy on defying the crushing force. His muscles burned, his bones ached, and his vision swam, but he refused to yield. He had always relied on his willpower, his unyielding determination, but this was different. This was a test of his very being, his will, his ability to overcome the impossible.
Brian then started to channel his energy. His legs were spread significantly apart, creating a wide and stable base. His knees were bent, lowering his center of gravity, as he roared loudly. "Rrrraaaaahhhh...!!!" This stance suggests stability and readiness to exert force.
His torso appeared tense and slightly forward, hinting at the immense energy being contained within. As his energy bursts out with power, he was enveloped in a bright, close white aura (base form), which is a visual representation of his chakra. His hair floated in the air, turning spiky and moving in the air.
Both arms were bent at the elbows, held close to his body, and his fists were tightly clenched, a visual cue that he was channeling and focusing his energy. The intensity of the clenched fists emphasizes the power he was about to unleash, as he roared loudly, making the entire realm shake with him powering up. "Hrrraaaaahhhh!!!" He continued roaring louder, his brown hairy tail stopped moving. Brian shook his surroundings just by charging up his true power; His hair started to flicker from gold to black, his pupils also flickered from onyx eyes to crimson red.
Omega Alpha, watching in the corner while taking a step back, as she saw Brian's hair flickering from black to gold. "This might be the legendary Sakarian God transformation that the deities feared..." She said, her expression interested.
The flickering intensified, black battling gold for dominance, as crimson clashed with onyx in his eyes. The very air crackled with the conflicting energies, the gravity itself fluctuating wildly around him. Omega Alpha watched, her stoicism finally giving way to a hint of anticipation. She had heard whispers of the Sakarian's untamed power, their ability to shatter worlds with a single blow, but to witness it firsthand was something else entirely.
"Rrrraaaaahhhhhhhh!!!" With one final, earth-shattering roar, the transformation stabilized. A blinding light flashed throughout the domain, as Omega Alpha covered her eyes to the blinding light itself. He broke through the 10,000 times universal gravity, and stopping it completely. Brian stood bathed in golden light, his hair a radiant golden mane that defied gravity, his brown hairy wolf tail also turned gold as well. His eyes burned with a fierce, crimson intensity. A golden fiery aura crackled around him, as electricity crackled through his aura as well. The change in power was palpable, the void itself seeming to tremble in his presence.
Omega Alpha slowly lowered her hand, her crimson eyes wide with a mixture of awe and apprehension. The raw power radiating from Brian was almost suffocating, a tangible force that pressed against her own considerable strength. She had known he was powerful, one of the strongest beings in the Council, but this... this was something else entirely. "Incredible..." she breathed, her voice laced with awe. She could tell that he was stronger than her now. "The Legendary Sakarian God... a power thought lost to the ages," she thought to herself.
Brian grinned and folded his arms. "Let me get this straight, is this the legendary Sakarian transformation that you mentioned last time right?" He said, grinning. "If you wonder how I achieved it, I awakened this form a long time ago."
Omega Alpha's crimson eyes narrowed, studying Brian's transformed state with a newfound intensity. "Indeed," she replied, her voice regaining its composure, though a hint of wonder still lingered. "This is the legendary Sakarian God, a power said to rival the Gods themselves," she said towards him. "Although, I don't feel any godly energy from this form..." She thought to herself.
Brian's expression turned serious, as he looked to his right hand and spoke. "You said this is the legendary power of my race right, that only Daikon and Radigon awakened, and they called this the legendary Sakarian God," he said in a serious tone. "But I don't feel any godly presence, the only thing I feel is raw, overwhelming power."
Omega Alpha tilted her head slightly, her crimson eyes gleaming with curiosity. "That's an astute observation, Brian," she said, her voice thoughtful. "The Sakarian God transformation, as it was recorded in ancient texts, was believed to bestow upon the user divine power, a direct connection to the source of creation itself. But you are right, I don't sense any divine energy from you, at least not in the traditional sense."
She circled him slowly, her gaze sweeping over his transformed form, taking in the crackling golden aura, the defiant golden hair, and the burning crimson eyes. "Perhaps," she mused, "the legends were misinterpreted. Perhaps the Sakarian God form is not about becoming a god, but about unlocking the true potential of the Sakarian race, a potential that transcends even the divine."
Brian unfolded his arms, his expression contemplative. "So what you're saying is, I'm not becoming a God, I'm just... tapping into my Sakarian heritage?" He asked, a hint of skepticism in his voice.
Omega Alpha stopped her circling, her crimson eyes locking onto Brian's. "It's more than just tapping into your heritage, Brian. You're unleashing it," she corrected, her voice gaining a sharper edge. "The Sakarian race was renowned not for their piety or their connection to the divine, but for their unparalleled strength, their unyielding will, and their insatiable hunger for battle. This form… it's the culmination of all that. A raw, untamed power that can reshape reality itself."
She stepped closer, her voice dropping to a near whisper. "The Gods feared the Sakarians, not because they threatened their divinity, but because they threatened their authority. A being with that kind of power, unbound by the rules of the cosmos, is a force to be reckoned with."
Brian stared at his hands, clenching and unclenching them, feeling the surge of energy thrumming beneath his skin. "So, what does this mean for me? For my training?"
Omega Alpha smirked, a hint of genuine amusement in her crimson eyes. "It means, Brian, that we have to rewrite the rules. You can increase the level of gravitational level of this domain if you wish to increase your power," she said, walking past him. "Oh, and one more thing. I did say that the level of gravitational pull of this domain is infinite, right? Level 1 of the gravitational pull is an equivalent of 1,000,000 planetary times gravity. Meaning, that 10,000 universal times gravity that you witnessed earlier is equivalent to a quadrillion times universal gravity."
Brian's eyes widened, his golden mane rippling in a sudden gust of wind he hadn't noticed before. "A quadrillion times universal gravity?" he repeated, his voice laced with disbelief. "Are you fucking kidding me, and you expect me to train in that?"
Omega Alpha stopped walking and turned to face him. She chuckled, a low, throaty sound that resonated with power. "Expect? No, Brian. I know you can. You just broke through a quadrillion times universal gravity without even knowing it in your base form, I have no doubt you'll exceed my expectations."
Brian grinned and said. "A quadrillion times universal gravity? And that was just a taste?" He shook his head, a grin spreading across his face. "Alright, Omega Alpha, I think I'm starting to understand what you mean by 'perfect training ground,'" he said, getting excited. "But, how the fuck am I gonna activate the gravitational pull, and how am I increase it?"
Omega Alpha nodded and said. "Now, if you'll excuse me, I'll leave you to revel in your surroundings... I have to go back to my studies," she said in a stoic expression as she walked towards the entrance gate, but she stopped and spoke. "Oh, and one more thing. I want you to be ready tomorrow..." She said towards him, then she turned around and faced him, her stoic expression unwavering. "Because you and the Council will have your next mission." Then she continued walking to the entrance door, leaving Brian alone in his domain.
Brian's expression remained serious as he looked at the entrance where Omega Alpha left. Then, he instantly returned back to his base form, the legendary Sakarian transformation disappearing. He stood in his base form, the familiar pull of the domain settling back onto him, as he was deep in thought about the true origins of the legendary Sakarian and the Sakarian race, including his parents. He could feel the immense energy still coursing through him, a residual echo of the Legendary Sakarian form, a transformation without any divine energy.
Back in their quarters, the Council members left Brian's room and were outside the Realm of The Gods (The Collective Unconsciousness). They were seated in wooden chairs that Fauna had made, the weight of Brian's words hanging heavy in the air. They all knew that they had to do something, as challenging as the scenario might be. It was a difficult moment for them to decide what to do next.
It was Fauna who finally broke the silence, her voice gentle but firm. "We're not giving up on him," she said, meeting each of their gazes. "He may be pushing us away, but deep down, I believe he wants to connect with us. He's just afraid."
"Afraid of what?" Kronii asked, her brow furrowed in thought. "Of letting go of his anger? Of showing weakness?"
Baelz shrugged. "Maybe all of the above. But we can't force him to change. We can only offer him our support and hope that he eventually comes around."
Mumei nodded in agreement. "We need to show him that we're not trying to control him, just help him. We need to find a way to connect with him on his terms."
The gears in Kronii's mind whirred. "His terms, huh? That's the tricky part. He's not exactly open about what those are."
"We have to be observant," Fauna countered, her eyes gleaming with determination. "Watch his actions, listen to his words, even the ones he doesn't say. There has to be something, some key, that unlocks his heart."
Baelz drummed her fingers on the armrest of her chair. "Maybe we're overthinking this. Maybe all he needs is a good distraction. Something to take his mind off whatever's eating him."
"Maybe we should try spending more time with him outside of training," Sana suggested, her voice soft. "Do something fun, something that reminds him that there's more to life than just fighting." Mumei piped up, her voice filled with enthusiasm.
The others exchanged glances. A surprise party for Brian? It seemed… unlikely. "I don't think that's gonna work," Baelz said, tilting her head. "He's not exactly the 'picnic in the park' type."
"I appreciate the sentiment, Mumei," Fauna said gently, "but I don't think Brian is the party type."
"Agreed," Kronii added. "He'd probably just glare at us and then disappear."
"Okay, okay," Mumei conceded, deflating slightly. "But we have to do something! We can't just sit here and watch him isolate himself."
Fauna smiled reassuringly. "We won't, Mumei. We just need to find the right approach. Maybe... maybe we should focus on the mission Omega Alpha mentioned. A shared goal, a common purpose, that might be the way to break through his barriers."
Baelz snorted. "So, we're going to try and bond with him through interdimensional ass-kicking? Sounds like a plan."
Kronii chuckled. "It's worth a shot. Besides, I'm getting tired of sitting around here. I could use a good fight."
Mumei giggled. "Maybe that's the point! Let him blow off some steam in a controlled environment."
"Alright," Fauna said, rising from her chair. "Let's focus on preparing for the mission and keep our eyes open for any opportunity to reach out to Brian. He's one of us, and we're not going to let him drift away."
With a renewed sense of purpose, the Council members dispersed, each lost in their own thoughts about how to help their troubled friend. The road ahead was uncertain, but one thing was clear: they were determined to walk it together, for Brian, and for the sake of their team.
"Maybe we should try spending more time with him outside of training," Sana suggested, her voice soft. "Do something fun, something that reminds him that there's more to life than just fighting."
"Like what?" Baelz asked, tilting her head. "He's not exactly the 'picnic in the park' type."
"We could try the Celestial Arcade," Fauna offered. "He might enjoy the competitive atmosphere."
Kronii scoffed. "He'd probably just break all the machines."
Mumei giggled. "Maybe that's the point! Let him blow off some steam in a controlled environment."
The idea seemed to gain traction, a glimmer of hope sparking in the dimly lit room. They knew it was a long shot, but they were willing to try anything to reach Brian, to help him heal and find his place among them.
"Alright," Fauna said, rising from her chair. "We'll try the Celestial Arcade. But we need to be prepared. Brian can get… intense."
The five Council members sat in silence for a moment, each lost in their own thoughts. The weight of their responsibilities, both as guardians of the cosmos and as Brian's friends, settled heavily upon them. They each held a deep affection for the brooding Sakarian, despite his often-abrasive exterior. They saw the pain he carried, the loneliness that clung to him like a shadow. The other Council members nodded in agreement, a newfound determination in their eyes. They were the Council of Dimensions, guardians of the cosmos, but they were also Brian's friends. And they weren't about to give up on him, no matter how difficult he might be.
Meanwhile, back in his training domain, Brian was experimenting with his newfound control over gravity. He started small, increasing the gravitational pull to a mere ten times universal gravity. But, unlike 10,000 times universal gravity, ten times was like child's play to him, as he wasn't even struggling a little. He gradually increased the gravity to 100,000 times universal gravity, pushing his limits, testing his strength. He practiced his combat techniques, each punch and kick amplified by the immense gravitational pull, turning the desolate landscape into a cratered wasteland.
As he trained, he couldn't help but wonder about his origins, about the Sakarian race, about the power that coursed through his veins. He knew that Omega Alpha promised him that she would tell him more about his true origins if he joined the Council. So, he would wait for that time to come, but right now, he has to train not only to become stronger but also to sharpen his Shinobi skills. He vowed to uncover the truth, to understand the full extent of his power, and to forge his own destiny, regardless of what the gods or the Council might want. He had already unlocked legendary Sakarian One, especially Two, a long time ago. He would become the master of his own fate.
To be continued.