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"This kind of world-ending power… If those brats are left alive, they'll become a serious threat to the Gourmet Corp. Better to let that monster tear them apart himself."
As vice head chef, Domilot's eyes gleamed with cruel anticipation. In his mind, Toriko and the others were no longer nuisances—they were enemies that had to be erased.
Naruto World
"This… this isn't human strength at all!"
Sweat soaked through Kakashi's collar as he stared at the screen. He had just watched Girim swallow the mountain-sized Final Demon Beast whole—like it was nothing. A chill crept down his spine.
That monster had been so massive that even if it stood still and let him nibble at it, he wouldn't have finished in days. But Girim? He opened his mouth and gulped down something billions of times larger than himself in one bite.
"Is he planning to eat the entire world dry?!"
"Even the Akimichi clan couldn't manage that, not even with Expansion Jutsu!"
Shikamaru's usual lazy eyes had narrowed sharply. He'd always thought the Akimichi were the definition of appetite. Compared to Girim, they looked like picky toddlers.
"But wait… how is he still built like that after eating so much?"
Choji stared at Girim with a mix of envy and existential despair. As someone who constantly battled his weight, watching a guy out-eat him by astronomical margins while maintaining a flawless physique was emotional damage on a whole new level.
In the hidden base of the Akatsuki in Amegakure, Nagato's face was grave.
"That gravitational pull… even my Almighty Push wouldn't compare."
As someone who wielded the power of attraction and repulsion, Nagato understood better than anyone what Girim had just displayed. He silently measured himself against that force—and the conclusion was brutal.
If it were one of the Nine-Tailed Beasts, he could still restrain it.
But that Final Demon Beast? A creature capable of cracking the earth and warping space just by moving? He wouldn't even dare think about controlling it.
And yet Girim had crushed it with raw dominance.
Nagato lacked that level of absolute certainty.
Saint Seiya World
A world where warriors could split the heavens with their fists and shatter mountains with a kick.
"A bunch of interesting little guys."
Newly promoted Bronze Saint Seiya glanced at Girim and Toriko with mild amusement. He didn't take their power seriously.
Even the lowest-ranking Bronze Saint could unleash a Cosmo powerful enough to overwhelm what Toriko's team had shown so far.
What intrigued him wasn't their strength—but their strange fighting style… and this bizarre concept of "appetite" as power.
"They can't even control their own strength properly."
Among the Saints, precision was everything. A Saint who failed to regulate every spark of Cosmo in their body could destroy the very world they swore to protect.
Every punch had to be exact.
Otherwise, the shockwaves alone would reduce everything nearby to dust.
The Screen Shifts — Cell Activation: A Feast Beyond Species
The image flickered.
Girim, having completely devoured the Final Demon Beast, began to change.
His human skin turned a deep, eerie blue. Gray, fang-like armored plates sprouted across his body, radiating savage brutality.
His short hair grew wildly, cascading down his back in black-and-red strands like molten lava.
Blue energy poured from him in massive waves, almost like visible steam.
Sani's expression darkened instantly.
"After eating that thing… his Gourmet Cells have fully awakened."
Even Sani hadn't expected this.
"Yeah. This is what fasting triggers… a state of autophagy."
Girim stood with his back to them, energy surging like a volcano on the verge of eruption.
"From now on," he declared, voice high and manic, "every ingredient in this world belongs to me."
He slowly turned around.
His eyes glowed with blue light, filled with contempt and boundless greed.
"Even GOD at the very top… will become my food."
Boom!
A pillar of blue energy exploded upward, tearing through the atmosphere, piercing the clouds, and spearing straight into outer space before finally calming.
Even people thousands of kilometers away could see the sky-piercing column.
"So warm… this power."
Girim clenched his fist, basking in it.
Zebra snapped first.
"All ingredients are yours? Dream on, bastard!"
He charged like a wild beast, unleashing a devastating sonic punch.
Whoosh—
Girim vanished.
In the blink of an eye, he reappeared beside Zebra.
Crash!
A single blue-wreathed punch slammed into Zebra's chest.
Zebra flew like a broken kite, a blue beam blasting through a distant mountain and flattening it completely.
"Zebra!"
Coco and Sani rushed forward—
—but Girim was already gone.
Boom! Boom!
Moving at a speed beyond comprehension, he intercepted them mid-charge.
Two elbow strikes.
They were smashed into the earth like pebbles.
Blue energy erupted from the impact points like a nuclear blast, hurling tens of thousands of tons of rock into the sky.
Cracks spiderwebbed outward for kilometers.
"You can't defeat me now."
Energy surged across Girim's armored body. Under that oppressive blue glow, he looked even more terrifying than the Final Demon Beast.
One Piece World
"Hey… that monster's insane!"
"That's Girim? That's a natural disaster walking!"
"What kingly presence!"
Marines and pirates alike stared in awe.
"This bastard kinda looks like Captain Kaido!"
"Same vibe… think he's Kaido's secret kid?"
The Beast Pirates were convinced. Black-and-red hair. Draconic armor. Overwhelming dominance.
Even Kaido himself burst out laughing.
"Worororo! Scared me for a second. Thought I really had a brother that strong!"
The Outcast World
"Holy crap… he's not even human anymore."
Zhang Chulan shuddered.
Even the strongest fighters before had at least been human. Girim had crossed that line.
"Ten of me couldn't beat him," Bao'er said calmly, relying purely on instinct.
Max's cigarette nearly slipped from his fingers.
Missiles? Useless. Too fast.
Only saturation-level bombardment might even have a chance.
At the Tianshi Mansion, the old Heavenly Master Zhang Zhiwei's cloudy eyes flashed with blinding golden light.
"What a monster… For the younger generation to witness such a gap—how crushing."
Back to the Battle
Toriko didn't stop.
Bang! Bang! Bang!
Nail Punch after Nail Punch rained down like a storm.
But Girim moved at near-conceptual speed. Every punch hit empty air.
Toriko's blows distorted space itself—but Girim dodged effortlessly.
Then—
He casually waved a hand.
Toriko was blasted away as if struck by a meteor, sent flying nearly a thousand meters. A canyon tore across the land where he crashed.
Infinite Calm — The Desperate Counterattack
"Infinite Calm Spray!"
Rin raised her arm and unleashed a massive cloud of white tranquilizing mist.
It blanketed the area—
—but Girim became a streak of blue light and appeared right in front of her.
One punch.
She was slammed into the ground.
Terry and the Black Tiger didn't even get to move before being blasted down by a flick of his hand.
Gourmet World Reactions
"He's too strong…"
Komatsu clenched his fists, heart in his throat. Watching the Four Heavenly Kings fall one after another was torture.
"Girim… I'll remember that name."
Toriko's eyes burned with fighting spirit. Deep down, though, he remained confident.
The Four Heavenly Kings wouldn't go down like this.
"Big brother, get up!"
Rin wasn't worried about herself. As long as Toriko could still stand, she believed everything would be okay.
At the Gourmet Corp headquarters, Domilot smiled.
"If we recruit him, that would be a tremendous gain."
Grinpatch agreed.
"Men with ambition are the easiest pieces to move."
Bleach World — Urahara Shop
"That guy's terrifying," Ichigo muttered. "That casual swing… it's on par with my Getsuga Tensho."
Looking at the abyss carved into the earth by Girim's effortless strike, Ichigo felt his spiritual pressure ache in response.
"....."