### Chapter 1: Adam's Return
Adam opened his eyes in a nameless place.
It wasn't a forest. It wasn't a city. It wasn't heaven or hell. It was a suspended, white, infinite space where time did not exist. His mind, numb, was a thick fog that let no memory through.
"Where… am I?"
A voice exploded inside him.
"Wake up, Adam."
It wasn't a shout. It wasn't a whisper. It was an absolute command that came from everywhere and nowhere. A voice that resonated as if it spoke from the very center of the universe.
Adam swallowed, trying to focus.
"God?"
The voice became serene, but with a vibration that made his marrow tremble.
"You have died, Adam. But do not fear. This is not the end. It is the beginning."
The young man took a step back. This couldn't be happening. Or maybe it could. Maybe death was this: a white void and an omnipotent voice.
"What's going to happen to me?" he asked, not sure if he wanted to hear the answer.
"I am going to send you to another world. You have a mission. And before you go, you will receive a power. A special gift."
Adam narrowed his eyes. Part of him wanted to reject it, to refuse, to wake up from this dream. But another… another wanted to listen.
"What power?"
The answer came like a sentence.
"The power of Ryomen Sukuna. And the Mangekyō Sharingan of Sasuke Uchiha."
A cold silence enveloped him.
Then, as if something tore inside him, he felt an ancient force invade his body. Sukuna's cursed energy intertwined with the visual chakra of the Sharingan, opening doors within his soul he never knew existed. The pain was intense, but intoxicating. As if he were being born again.
He looked at his hands. Darkness vibrated on his skin. His eyes shone with a deep, rippling, lethal red.
"I'm… unstoppable," he murmured.
But God did not respond with approval. Instead, an invisible hand was raised, and a sphere of light unfolded before Adam, like a window open to the future.
"Watch. This will be your new world."
And then he saw it.
The vision stretched before him like an unbroken film: an impossible city, vertical and ever-changing, with crystal skyscrapers gleaming like weapons. The sky was full of drones: floating swarms, pristine and soulless. Some were just fast-moving dots. Others, true flying fortresses.
He saw them destroy.
He saw them absorb.
He saw them collapse entire civilizations.
"Is this a joke…?" Adam stammered.
The drones opened black holes as easily as lighting a match. They devoured cities. They rebuilt space at will. They weren't machines. They were faceless gods.
And then, in the midst of that destruction, he saw himself.
Alone. With the cursed power throbbing in his chest. With the Mangekyō burning in his eyes. And for the first time, what he thought was invulnerable now seemed insignificant.
"What can I do against this…?" he whispered.
His voice trembled. It no longer sounded arrogant, but human. Small.
And yet, something inside him did not give up.
A dark echo, like a buried roar, began to rise from his depths. It wasn't courage. It was hunger. Hunger to live. Hunger to understand. Hunger to become.
"No matter. If this is the world I'm going to… I'll adapt.
I'll become stronger. Smarter. Deadlier.
Like Sukuna.
Like Sasuke.
Like no one else."
In the vision, a colossal drone descended before him, firing a rain of pure energy. Everything was covered in white light.
And then, suddenly… it vanished.
The projection faded. Silence returned.
God spoke one last time:
"Prepare yourself, Adam. The journey begins now."
Adam closed his eyes.
When he opened them again… he would be at the true beginning.