The crater still smoked. The air crackled with static from Nina's Genesis Burst — a crimson inferno that had ripped the earth in half. Every breath felt like swallowing lightning.
butler had to save his masters life while following him in every inch though he is powerless against nina he seemed hiding behind a tree "hey!!! you silver haired scum give me master back"
No one seemed to care "it's alrighty grimm" Ozaru said while waving his hand
Ozaru seemed conscious again due to his genesis power he dragged Tojo's limp body through the debris, coughing as he went. "You didn't have to go that far," he rasped. "You nearly vaporized him!"
Nina stood at the edge of the crater, her hair glowing faintly from the energy residue. "Then maybe next time," she said coldly, "he'll think before talking, and don't cry now the genesis can do whatever to save his wielders life"
But her voice betrayed the tremor in her hands.
The storm faded into silence — until a faint click echoed from beyond the mist.
Footsteps.
Measured. Calm. Too calm.
Ozaru's grip tightened around Tojo. "You've got to be kidding me. Another one?"
Grimm started swearing his life for choosing this job while
The fog peeled away like curtains before a stage.
Out stepped a tall figure in a torn black combat coat, a faint blue glow pulsing from his hand. His aura didn't scream power — it whispered control.
> "Enough, Nina."
Her breath hitched.
That voice.
"…Ken?"
Ozaru froze. "So he is real," he muttered.
Ken stepped fully into the moonlight — hair matted with dust, calm blue eyes burning with quiet authority. The kind of man who didn't need to shout to make the world obey.
"You always lose your temper when you're scared," Ken said softly.
Nina's lip curled. "Don't start with me, old man. I thought you were dead."
Ken's expression didn't change. "And yet," he said, raising his palm, "here I am."
The air shifted.
Without warning, blue current spiraled from his hand — a Genesis Restraint — lashing around Nina in glowing chains.
"What the hell are you doing!?" she roared, her crimson aura flaring like a solar storm.
Ken's eyes narrowed. "Your signature hasn't changed. I had to confirm it's really you."
"Confirm this," she hissed.
Her aura detonated — red energy exploding outward, colliding with Ken's blue wave midair. The crater shook as red and blue lightning wrestled for dominance, each pulse throwing shockwaves across the ruins.
Grimm was confused and shield himself with trees outside crater while
Ozaru barely managed to shield Tojo with a crumbling debris. "Can someone tell them this isn't a therapy session?"
"Stay quiet, monkey!" Nina shouted, even as she broke free.
"I'm starting to think that's racist," Ozaru muttered on the other hand tojo was struggling to handle his destruction genesis power like ozaru he wasn't as privileged to now about these powers from childhood.
Ken cut through her crimson storm with surgical precision. Every movement of his was clean — no wasted motion. A silent counter to Nina's fiery chaos.
One moment, he was still. The next, his fist grazed her side, his blue energy cracking the air.
Nina staggered back, gasping.
Her Genesis aura flickered, then steadied. "You bastard… you really are alive."
Ken lowered his arm. The chains dissolved. "Took you long enough to recognize me."
Her chest heaved. Then, to Ozaru's utter confusion — she laughed. Half anger, half relief.
"You're still a smug idiot," she said, punching his shoulder.
"Twice."
Ken smirked faintly. "And you're still predictable."
Tojo got conscious after battling hard with his will to gain control.
Then From the ground, Tojo's groggy and drowzy voice croaked, "...Can someone explain why the galaxy's sexiest reunion involves so much punching?"
Nina rolled her eyes. "You should've stayed unconscious."
Ken sighed. "You three are a disaster."
Ozaru helped Tojo sit up. "Yeah, that's what Grandpa said about you too."
That made Ken pause. "Your grandfather?" His voice softened. "He was the reason I joined the Corps."
Nina blinked. "You knew his grandfather?"
Ken nodded slowly. "He saved my life — and your colony's."
Nina's sarcasm melted away. Her voice turned quiet. "Then… we all owe the same debt."
Before silence could settle again, the sky shimmered — a massive Genesis Cloak breaking apart above them. Their safe zone was collapsing.
Holographic static scattered across the crater.
Ken turned to the side. A butler — tall, silent, dressed in silver-black formalwear — emerged from the dust as if summoned by thought.
"Prepare the mansion," Ken said.
The butler bowed, pressing a small device.
A silver spiral burst open — a portal swirling like liquid glass.
Nina narrowed her eyes. "You're taking them home?"
"They need rest," Ken replied. "You need answers."
Her brow furrowed. "Answers?"
Ken met her gaze. "You think the God Stones chose them by accident?"
Nina froze.
Ken's voice dropped an octave.
> "Watch them closely, Nina. You'll see — it wasn't chance that brought them here. It was memory."
The portal's light swallowed them whole.
---
Kuruzama Estate –
The mansion stood like a fossil from another age — all black marble and silent corridors.
Ancient CDC banners hung faded on the walls, whispering stories of wars long buried.
Tojo slept on the couch, drooling slightly. "Space ramen…" he mumbled. "Extra nebula sauce…"
Ozaru leaned by the massive window, watching Earth's distorted stars ripple against the glass shield. His reflection stared back — tired, unsure, and still somehow grinning.
At the oak table, Ken sat opposite Nina. Between them flickered a single candle.
"You aged well," Ken said finally, eyes calm.
"I'm fifty-seven," Nina said flatly. "You just have no idea how to compliment women."
"In human years," he said, smirking faintly, "you look nineteen."
Her expression softened. "That's just how my species works. We live long… but the heart doesn't."
Ken's voice grew quieter. "Do you remember his parents?"
Nina's smirk faded. "Of course. They died protecting while transferring these twin god stones when nexarius the celestial hunter attacked ship before the Corps arrived. Ozaru was just a kid…"
Ken looked toward him. "And now he holds Creation."
"And Tojo's parents too the finest CDC officer back then couldn't handle that psychopath NEXARIUS but now look there child who lived as an orphen holds Destruction genesis," Nina murmured. "The universe has a cruel sense of humor."
Silence stretched.
Only the ticking of a broken clock filled the air.
Finally, Ken stood. "Tomorrow — CDC Headquarters. Evaluation. Containment. Training."
Nina followed his gaze. "And if the Council decides to eliminate them?"
Ken's hand brushed the hilt of his Genesis weapon — a blue arc forming faintly around it.
"Then," he said simply, "I'll stand between them and the Council either ways we also have our Alkhaz the Captain Cool too back uss."
Their eyes met. Two warriors bound by scars, regret, and something unspoken.
From the couch, Tojo muttered half-asleep, "Can we have breakfast before the intergalactic execution?"
Nina groaned. "I hate him."
Ken chuckled. "You'll get used to it."
Ozaru grinned. "You say that like it's a compliment."
---
Outside the mansion, the night bent.
The stars seemed to flicker… like something vast and unseen was moving behind them.
A whisper rippled through the void — older than light itself.
> "Destruction… Creation… awaken once more…"
Ken stood by the window, the faint hum of his Genesis Stone illuminating his face. He looked toward the horizon — where galaxies bled into shadow.
> "Then the universe remembers," he murmured. "And it begins again."