"Fuck."
The word escaped Michael almost immediately.
At nearly the exact same moment, somewhere unimaginably far away within the Origin Battlefield, the same word left another mouth.
"Fuck."
The second Michael was currently standing inside a completely different arena.
One hand was wrapped around the throat of a strange humanoid creature with smooth pink skin, a narrow waist, and delicate features feminine enough that Michael had initially struggled to determine its gender.
The creature's feet hung several centimetres above the ground. Its hands were gripping Michael's wrist, desperately attempting to pull his fingers apart.
Michael had been moments away from ending the fight when the announcement appeared.
[Universal Milestone Announcement]
[Congratulations, Michael Norman, for accomplishing an unprecedented feat by successfully breaking all universal borders!]
[Title Acquired: Universal Pioneer]
Michael stopped moving.
