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The pain vanished.
The darkness too.
Adam inhaled sharply, he was no longer on the hill. he was standing barefoot on a floor that looked carved from polished marble, veined with slow-moving rivers of pale silver light flowing beneath the surface.
The ceiling did not exist.
Above him stretched a swirling abyss of galaxies folding into themselves. Constellations pulsed faintly.
At the far end of the hall stood pillars, more like colossal skeletal spines rising into infinity, each carved with symbols that he had no idea what they meant.
And in the center of it all there was a throne.
Reclining lazily across it was a figure draped in deep black robes. a crown of shadow-like antlers floated inches above its head.
In one hand
A goblet.
Dark red liquid swirled slowly inside.
The figure tilted its head slightly, sensing Adam's awareness.
Then it spoke.
Its voice vibrated.
It felt like it resonated inside Adam's ribcage.
"Welcome, blasphemer."
Adam blinked.
"…Blasphemer?"
The figure paused mid-sip.
Slowly
Very slowly
It lowered the goblet.
It sat up.
The air pressure in the hall increased.
"Did I stutter, mortal?"
Adam swallowed.
Up close, the being's face was both there and not there. Sometimes it appeared as a skeletal visage crowned in shadow. Other times it looked almost human, its eyes burned faint violet.
"I... uh," Adam gestured vaguely at the cosmic palace. "I think there's been some sort of administrative error.. Where is the pearly gates... the angels and all that?"
The god's eyes narrowed.
"Pearly what? Oh there won't be anything of that sort for you Blasphemer for I made sure you die today."
Adam blinked again.
"…You what?"
The being stood.
When its feet touched the floor, the silver rivers beneath the marble surface recoiled like frightened serpents.
"I personally ensured your termination," the god said calmly. "After those… horrific declarations."
Adam stared.
"Are you.. serious right now?"
The god's expression hardened.
"You stood upon a digital battlefield and declared supremacy where none existed. You defied scaling logic."
Adam's mouth fell open.
"You're saying you're a god," he said slowly, pointing, "and you killed me… because of my opinions about fictional characters? How does any of this make sense?"
The hall trembled.
"Fictional?"
The goblet in the god's hand shattered into dust.
The stars overhead flickered violently.
"Fictional?!" the god roared.
Adam stumbled back.
The god descended the steps of its throne.
"You mortals," it hissed. "You gaze into worlds beyond your own and dare label them fiction."
Adam blinked rapidly.
"They're… right? yes?"
The temperature plummeted.
"Those 'ficional characters'," the god said coldly, leaning down slightly so its presence loomed suffocatingly close, "exist on parallel narrative planes. Realities adjacent to yours. Energetic constructs with their own laws."
Adam stared blankly.
"…What."
"You mock them," the god continued. "You distort hierarchy. You scream absolutes into realms you do not comprehend. Fool."
Adam rubbed his face.
"I was only ragebaiting my friends.."
The god straightened.
"And you were exceptionally effective. It grabbed even my attention."
There was a moment of silence.
Adam squinted.
"… So you killed me because I said Gojo solos?"
The god's jaw tightened slightly.
"Among other atrocities."
Adam let out a disbelieving laugh.
"I can't believe this…"
"You better believe it."
"It's called trolling!"
The god's eyes gleamed.
"And so you did."
Adam's stomach dropped.
"I can't believe I died..."
"Yes."
The god turned away, clasping its hands behind its back as it walked slowly across the floor.
"Though, you were not meant to perish today. Your thread of fate extended decades further."
Adam's heart thudded.
"So you killed me before my time… over a debate?"
The god stopped walking.
Its voice grew quieter and colder.
"Blasphemy must be addressed, if I didn't do it, another one would have."
Adam stared at the floor.
"You're insane."
There was silence.
For a split second, Adam thought he'd gone too far.
Then
The god laughed.
"You believe this ends with death?" it asked.
Adam's throat tightened.
"…What do you mean?"
The god turned back toward him.
"Your punishment does not conclude with your demise."
Adam's pulse quickened.
"Okay, listen... I said some exaggerated stuff. It's not that deep."
The god's expression sharpened.
"It is precisely that deep."
A ripple passed through the air.
Images flickered around them
Worlds.
Battles.
Characters clashing.
Infinite variations of reality.
"You trivialized power beyond comprehension," the god said. "So now you shall witness it properly."
Adam's mouth went dry.
"What does that mean?"
The god stepped closer.
"You will be cast into one of those 'fictional' realms."
Adam blinked.
"…What."
"You will live under its laws. Its consequences. Its scaling."
Adam's heart skipped.
"And your punishment," the god added, eyes glowing brighter, "will not end with mere survival."
Adam's voice wavered slightly.
"You must be joking.."
The god leaned down until their faces were inches apart.
"I am the primordial authority over endings and absolute measure. I do not jest."
The palace began to tremble again.
The galaxies above spiraled faster.
And a broken edge appeared next to them.
"I will make you experience perspective," the god said, voice calmer now. Almost conversational.
"Perspective?" Adam echoed. "Is this the part where I get reborn as a background NPC who dies in episode one?"
The god's lips twitched faintly.
"You claimed," it continued, "that with a sufficiently broken power… one could annihilate an entire verse."
Adam blinked.
"…Okay, first of all, that's a simplification."
"You screamed it," the god corrected flatly.
Adam hesitated.
"Okay, yes, but that was in context of..."
"You declared supremacy without inhabiting limitation, I'm sure you can back it up now."
The god stepped off a broken edge.
he did not fall, he simply descended, the void parting around him like curtains.
Adam's stomach tightened despite the lack of gravity as he followed him closely.
"So what," Adam said, forcing a smirk, "you're going to drop me into a random world with no powers and make me regret my words?"
The god stopped descending.
Then
He smiled.
Just enough to show something sharp behind the composure.
"I will give you precisely what you demanded."
Adam's smirk faltered slightly.
"…What.. I didn't ask for..."
The god's eyes glowed faint violet.
"A broken power."
Adam blinked.
Silence stretched.
"…Excuse me?"
The god folded its hands behind its back.
"A power capable of dominance. authority and annihilation."
Adam stared.
His mind tried to catch up.
"…Wait."
The god's smile deepened.
"In a world you so casually slandered."
Adam's eyes widened a fraction.
"You're serious."
"I said I do not jest."
For a moment, Adam just floated there, processing.
Then
A grin slowly spread across his face.
"That's great."
The god's smile did not move.
Adam laughed once, incredulous.
"That's actually amazing. I get a broken power? In a shonen world? I mean... I don't see the punishment here."
The god tilted its head slightly.
"You do not?"
Adam spread his arms in midair, as if presenting an argument to an invisible audience.
"You're basically proving my point. Give someone a cracked ability, and they dominate. That's what I said."
The god's expression remained calm.
"So what's the catch? There must be one right?" Adam narrowed his eyes slightly, suspicion finally creeping in.
The god began walking through the void, each step forming brief platforms of black crystal beneath its feet.
"The power," it said evenly, "will be bound."
Adam frowned.
"Bound how?"
"To the rules of the world you enter."
Adam blinked.
"…Okay?"
"It will not operate outside those laws."
Adam shrugged midair.
"That still doesn't sound so bad."
The god stopped walking.
"You believe that because you misunderstand everything."
Adam's grin returned.
"Look, if it's broken, it's broken."
The god's gaze sharpened.
"In your debates, you isolated abilities from context. You stripped power from its ecosystem. You ignored interaction."
Adam hesitated.
"I didn't ignore..."
"You did."
Adam paused.
The god resumed walking.
"In another world, energy behaves differently."
"Your 'broken' power will be severely bound to the world," the god continued.
Adam swallowed slightly.
"…So it won't work the same."
The god's eyes gleamed.
"It will work."
A beat.
"But not as you expect."
Adam rotated slowly, thinking.
"That's still fine," he insisted. "I can manage."
The god's lips curved again.
"We shall see, mortal."
The void around them shifted.
Suddenly, Adam wasn't just floating in darkness.
He was surrounded by faint projections, glimpses of worlds layered atop each other.
Blades clashing in a city of spirits.
Ninjas tearing open dimensions.
Warriors shattering planets with punches.
Pirates splitting the sea.
Each image flickered violently.
"You believed dominance was simple," the god said quietly. "That one mechanic, one ability, overrides narrative scale."
Adam opened his mouth..
Then closed it.
The images grew more intense.
Reality-warping beings.
Time manipulation.
Fighters existing beyond physical law.
"You will carry your power," the god continued, voice steady. "You will test it."
Adam's jaw tightened.
"what if I win and survive this world?"
The god looked directly at him.
"If you survive long enough to prove that you can dominate that world… we will speak again."
A cold thrill ran through Adam.
"So I get my broken ability," he said slowly, trying to keep his confidence intact. "And I prove my point, like I said I'll try to manage I'm aware of everything about these worlds."
The god stepped closer in the void until they were eye to eye.
"You will learn," it said softly, "why perspective matters, so don't be so overconfident."
Adam held its gaze.
"And if I don't?"
The god's smile vanished.
"Then you will understand why your takes were blasphemous, and your real punishment starts soon after."
Silence.
The projections began collapsing and the void trembled.
Adam felt something gathering around him, threads of power, cold and immense, wrapping around his consciousness.
"Okay," he said, trying to steady his voice. "Can I ask something?"
The god regarded him with mild patience.
"You may."
Adam hesitated.
"…Which world?"
The god's expression did not change.
"If I'm getting this 'broken power bound by rules' thing," Adam continued, gesturing vaguely in the weightless void, "I at least deserve to know which one. Preparation matters. I need context."
The god's eyes glinted faintly.
"Context," it repeated.
"Yeah," Adam said quickly.
A faint smile formed at the corner of the god's lips.
"You will find out."
Adam blinked.
"…That's it?"
The god tilted its head slightly.
"Discovery is part of perspective, besides it will be no secret. You'll know."
Adam frowned.
The god raised one hand slowly.
Adam's stomach dropped.
"Wait.."
The god brought both hands together.
And clapped.
The sound was not loud.
Reality fractured.
The void beneath Adam's feet vanished.
Gravity returned.
He dropped instantly.
"WAIT!"
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