The battlefield remained silent long after the Oki died.
Not because the war was over.
But because everyone was still trying to process what they had just witnessed.
Ashura floated alone in the endless darkness of space, Kuroha resting loosely in his hand.
Across the battlefield, shattered pieces of the Oki drifted through the cosmos.
An Oki.
A creature capable of threatening multiverses.
A monster that had forced the alliance of the Oldest to wage war for ages.
And yet…It had died in minutes.
Ashura slowly raised Kuroha. Black light flowed across the blade like liquid darkness.
The space around him distorted slightly. Then he spoke.
"Singularity Slash."
He swung diagonally.
The motion looked simple.
Effortless, Almost casual.
Yet the moment the blade moved Everything froze.
The Oki sensed danger.
For the first time since its birth, genuine fear appeared within its hollow eyes.
It immediately attempted to retreat.
Its enormous body twisted. Space shattered beneath its movement.
Entire dimensions bent as the creature desperately tried to escape but the slash had already been released. There was nowhere to run. A black line appeared across reality itself.
Then The Oki split apart.
Its torso separated cleanly.
The cut traveled through its body, soul, existence, and authority simultaneously.
The giant creature released one final roar before its body began collapsing.
Yet Ashura wasn't finished.
He vanished.
BOOM.
Space exploded behind him. He appeared directly beside the falling monster.
Kuroha remained extended at his side.
His fingers slowly slid across the blade.
Black light covered the weapon.
The cosmos darkened.
Ashura smiled.
"Mutilate."
The universe itself seemed to blink.
Then Ashura appeared behind the Oki.
He stood quietly. Kuroha resting at his side. Nothing happened.
For one second, then two, three.
Then—
SHHHKKKKKKKK.
The Oki exploded into countless pieces.
Millions.
Billions.
Every fragment cut apart individually.
The creature's body became a storm of drifting remains scattered throughout space.
On the command ship, Hydra's eyes widened.
"So quickly?"
The assassin had seen Veldoza destroy beings capable of ending realities.
She had witnessed wars older than civilizations.
Yet this felt different.
This felt absurd.
Lord Veldoza folded his arms and smiled.
"He's the real deal."
Damian stared through the viewing window.
The swordsman looked like he had forgotten how to blink.
Jupiter simply laughed.
"Lucky for us he's friendly."
The battlefield below erupted.
Cheers spread through the alliance forces.
Weapons were raised.
Soldiers shouted.
Commanders celebrated.
An Oki had fallen.
And not after months of battle.
Not after countless sacrifices. Minutes.
The Eternal One had done it in minutes.
Meanwhile Ashura remained floating silently.
His eyes observed the remains drifting through space.
Then a thought crossed his mind.
His smile widened slightly.
He extended his hand.
Black light gathered around his fingers.
The surrounding cosmos darkened.
Even Veldoza straightened slightly.
He recognized that look.
Ashura was about to do something.
Something nobody expected.
"Black Light Resurrection."
The words echoed throughout existence.
A pulse erupted outward.
Dark energy spread across space.
Every piece of the dead Oki suddenly stopped moving.
Then Black light began entering the remains.
Like veins spreading through a corpse.
The fragments started moving.
Slowly at first.
Then faster And faster.
Until the pieces rushed together.
Minutes passed. Nobody spoke.
Nobody even breathed loudly.
They simply watched.
Then the impossible happened.
The Oki reformed. Its gigantic body reconstructed itself entirely.
Except now Its skin had become black.
Dark patterns covered its body.
Black light flowed beneath its flesh.
And unlike before Its eyes contained intelligence.
Awareness. Individuality.
The giant creature slowly knelt before Ashura.
The battlefield became silent again.
Hydra swallowed.
Damian's mouth opened slightly.
Jupiter looked genuinely shocked.
Even Veldoza raised an eyebrow.
Ashura looked down at the kneeling giant.
"You will be called Titan."
The Oki lowered its head respectfully.
Its voice echoed across space.
"Thank you for granting me a name, oh Eternal One."
Thousands of soldiers nearly fell over.
The Oki…Was speaking. Ashura nodded.
"Go meet Armageddon."
Immediately black light engulfed Titan.
The massive creature disappeared.
Gone.
Transported across realities.
Damian slowly turned toward Veldoza.
"He could do something like that?"
Veldoza laughed.
The genuine kind.
The kind that came from pure disbelief.
"I didn't even know either."
Hydra swallowed hard.
And for the first time since meeting Ashura…She felt nervous. Not because she feared him.
But because she couldn't understand where his limits were.
Every time she thought she understood something about him He revealed something even more impossible.
Far below, the alliance army continued staring upward.
Ashura floated above them like a king overlooking his kingdom.
The stars seemed dimmer around him.
The cosmos itself appeared to acknowledge his presence.
Then Ashura spoke.
His voice wasn't loud.
Yet every being heard it clearly.
Every soldier.
Every commander, fleet andworld.
"I am Ashura."
The cosmos vibrated.
Black light spread through nearby realities.
"I am the Sovereign of Black Light."
Entire dimensions trembled. The army erupted. Cheers exploded.
Weapons raised.
Voices shouted.
"He's incredible!"
"To kill an Oki in minutes!"
"He's comparable to the Ten Oldest!"
"No…"
Another soldier stared upward.
"He's something else entirely."
Ashura smiled faintly before descending toward the command ship.
As soon as he landed, everyone moved aside instinctively. Not from fear but From respect.
The Eternal One walked through the halls calmly.
Crew members watched him pass. Some saluted. Others simply stared.
Eventually he entered the secured room.
Veldoza, Hydra, Jupiter and Damian.
All four were waiting.
Ashura sat down casually beside Veldoza.
One leg crossed over the other.
Comfortable and Relaxed.
As though he hadn't just defeated a reality-devouring monster.
"When am I going to meet the Oldest, Veldoza?"
Veldoza burst out laughing.
"You're bored already?"
Ashura shrugged.
"A little."
Hydra looked away and covered her face.
This man was impossible. Veldoza shook his head.
"Don't worry, They're already on their way."
Ashura nodded. Then his eyes narrowed slightly.
For a brief moment. The atmosphere shifted.
Subtly almost Dangerously.
Veldoza noticed immediately.
"Something wrong?"
Ashura leaned back.
"Since arriving in your reality…"
His fingers tapped the armrest once.
"I've felt something."
Hydra looked confused.
"Something?"
Ashura nodded.
"Something is subtly resisting my authority."
The room immediately became serious.
Damian frowned. Veldoza's smile disappeared.
Ashura continued.
"It isn't strong but it's there. Something in this reality doesn't like Black Light."
The room fell silent. Finally Veldoza sighed.
He looked through the viewing window toward the distant stars.
Then he spoke.
"It's a Tatari."
Ashura raised an eyebrow.
"A curse?"
Veldoza nodded.
"Yes..But not just any curse."
His voice became heavier. Older.
As though speaking about something ancient. Something dangerous. Hydra's expression tightened.
Ashura noticed immediately.This wasn't an ordinary enemy. Veldoza slowly stood. Then he turned toward Ashura. Blue eyes meeting crimson ones.
"It's a cursed artifact. The oldest cursed artifact in our reality."
A brief silence followed. Then Veldoza continued.
"And unlike most cursed artifacts…It is alive."
The room suddenly felt colder.
Far away. Beyond the multiverses, beyond the battlefields Something ancient opened its eyes.
And for the first time in countless ages It felt Black Light.
A smile slowly spread across its unseen face and somewhere in the darkness…
A voice whispered.
"So… you have finally arrived."