Uzuki turned the steering wheel firmly while braking, and the car slid into a controlled drift down a narrow street. The tires screeched against the asphalt, and sparks flew as the vehicle lightly scraped the curb. In one fluid motion, he pressed the paddle shifter on the steering wheel, shifting into a higher gear. The car responded with a burst of speed, like a hungry beast unleashed from its leash.
Above them, the police helicopter trembled in the air. The sharp turn and sudden deceleration, made to avoid scraping against the surrounding buildings, had thrown the aircraft off balance, forcing the pilot to make emergency adjustments.
"We have to go higher! We're going to crash into the buildings at this level!" shouted the co-pilot, watching the sensors and the dangerously close distance between the rotor and the concrete.
"We can't! If we go higher, our bullets won't reach the vehicle anymore, and it'll have more room to maneuver! He'll get away!" the pilot responded, eyes locked on the silver car weaving through the streets below.
While the officers argued, Uzuki entered a new avenue, taking another turn with a smooth, precise drift. The car slid into heavier traffic, slipping between trucks and cars as if it were part of a racing circuit. The sound of gunfire returned — bursts slicing through the sky and ricocheting off poles and signs.
Uzuki remained unfazed. His hands were steady on the wheel, and his eyes gleamed with absolute focus. He shifted gears with surgical precision, adjusting his speed according to gaps in traffic, gaining distance between himself and the helicopter that kept chasing them like a shadow in the sky.
"Kaina," he called without taking his eyes off the road, "I need you to take down that helicopter. I can't keep dodging like this forever. We need speed to escape."
Kaina looked at him, still half-lying on his lap due to the sudden movement earlier. The wind rushed into the car through the shattered windows, lifting her hair, but her eyes were steady.
"I know. Even with all this motion, I can shoot. I know that," she replied, her voice filled with confidence — but also with an unsettling curiosity. "But I want to know..."
Kei glanced at her, his senses sharper than ever. His [Sixth Sense] pulsed in his mind, showing him the positions of the cars, the helicopter, the upcoming turn, the bullet that had just been fired...
"...You make no sense. First the sword... then those shadows... now this telekinesis I just saw. What are you?"
Uzuki stayed silent for a few seconds. The engine roared loudly. The chase, the chaos, the danger — everything revolved around them. He didn't answer right away. Instead, he shifted gears with a dry click and pressed harder on the accelerator.
The car shot forward like a projectile, using trucks as cover, dodging another hail of bullets by mere inches. It disappeared partially into the shadows of the surrounding vehicles, as if blending into the environment.
Kaina watched him, trying to understand. But Uzuki remained focused on what was ahead — on the movement, on the plan.
He couldn't afford to hesitate — not yet.
Uzuki opened his mouth to respond, but the words didn't come out. A heavy silence lingered for a moment. He knew the full truth was too much — even for himself. Would it be better to tell everything? Or let her believe a version he was still trying to understand?
He bit his lip, pressing down firmly on the pedal, and jerked the steering wheel to take the next exit, heading back toward the urban heart of the city.
"I'm Kei Uzuki… or at least I was." His voice came out steady, but filled with doubt. "I don't know my real name. That's just a fragment of memory. I don't even remember how I ended up in Tartarus. The only thing I do know is about my Quirk… The One."
He shifted gears smoothly as he spoke, maneuvering the car between light poles and abandoned vehicles in the downtown streets.
"It lets me acquire skills, powers, even weapons — randomly. It can happen at any time. And because of the energy it generates in my body…" he cast a quick glance at Kaina, "Quirk suppressors don't work on some of those abilities."
Kaina blinked, surprised. Her eyes widened as the pieces began to connect. The sword, the shadows, the gravity, the inhuman reflexes… all of it. What once seemed impossible now started to make some kind of sense, even if it was still absurd.
"You're telling me… you can gain any power, at any moment? And you have no control over it?" she murmured, as if still trying to process it.
Kei simply nodded, eyes fixed on the road as he swerved around an improvised barricade. They passed under a viaduct, and a new burst came from above. A bullet ricocheted dangerously close to the windshield. Another struck the rear of the car with a metallic crack, making the vehicle jolt.
"We need ground support!" shouted one of the pilots over the radio above.
"Call Ingenium! Now!"
Up above, the helicopter maintained the siege. But then, one of the car windows slid open with a snap.
"A rifle?!" the pilot shouted in shock.
Kaina was sitting on the window frame, half her body outside the car, one hand on her waist. The other was the rifle — literally. Her arm had transformed. She grabbed her hair tightly and molded it into the shape of a bullet, loading the barrel through the slot in her own hand.
Uzuki glanced at her, still driving with almost prophetic precision.
"Uzuki, or whatever your name is… I'm not usually like this, but…" she said, the wind tossing her hair as she pointed the rifle upward, "I like you. I'll be the one by your side from now on."
Bang!
The shot cut through the sky in a straight line. The bullet, formed from her own strands of hair, flew with absurd force, piercing the helicopter's glass and striking the copilot right in the forehead. His body collapsed onto the controls. The pilot screamed, struggling to keep the aircraft stable.
"Call Ingenium, quick!" was the last phrase before the next bullet.
Bang!
Another shot rang out.
...
"Ingenium, wanted suspects on the main avenue are using a stolen white Dodge Tomahawk STR. Be careful."
Tensei heard everything through the communicator and responded firmly, "Yes, sir."
He began to run. His armor gleamed under the light of the moon and the city, reflecting each flash of the streetlights like a moving star. Suddenly, blasts of air burst from his elbows, propelling him forward with explosive speed.
"Attention, Ingenium. A helicopter that was following them has been destroyed. You're the only one left. Hold them off until we can send reinforcements."
"Got it!"
He accelerated. The sound of turbines and wind surrounded him, but his eyes were locked onto the mission. As soon as he reached the main avenue, the roar of a powerful engine echoed in the distance. He quickly identified the white Dodge speeding between vehicles.
Tensei ran harder, closing the gap between them. But before he could plan an approach, a woman appeared through the car window, firmly braced. Her arm had transformed into a rifle.
"Lady Nagant?" Tensei recognized her immediately, but had little time to react.
Bang!
The shot echoed. Tensei dodged at the last second, feeling the impact of the blast pass dangerously close. Kaina retreated back into the car instantly, and the vehicle roared with full acceleration.
The Dodge tore down the avenue, each gear shift a mechanical scream of defiance, leaving the hero behind for a moment… but Tensei wouldn't give up so easily.
Inside the Dodge, Uzuki asked:
"Someone you know?"
"Probably the oldest kid from the Lida family. He'll catch up to us soon, but he might overheat." Kaina replied, rubbing the arm that was still transforming into a rifle.
Uzuki turned the car sharply and took the exit heading toward downtown Tokyo. Tensei followed close behind, determined.
"Hey, we're supposed to be running away. Why are we heading into the heart of the city?!" Kaina asked, confused, just as Kei shifted gears with a loud growl from the engine.
"Change of plans." Uzuki rolled down the window. "You're the one who's going to run."
Without giving her a chance to protest, he jumped out of the car. Kaina could only stare at him in disbelief, still trying to process what had just happened.
Tensei, running at full speed, saw Uzuki leap from the vehicle. Though he didn't know his name yet, he recognized him by appearance: this was the man responsible for the mass breakout from Tartarus.
Kei slid across the asphalt, his knees grinding against the ground as his coat fluttered in the wind. He came to a stop facing Tensei and extended a hand toward him.
"This is gonna sound pretty generic, but even I've wanted to try this once."
"Divine Domain," he murmured calmly as he activated his power.
Zoom!
The air around them warped, as if reality itself wavered for a second. Tensei felt the impact before he could even comprehend what was happening. A gravitational force slammed into him with overwhelming brutality.
"Wha—"
Buildings, asphalt, lampposts, signs, even parked cars... everything was violently repelled away from Uzuki, as if a god had shoved the world with His own hands. Debris flew in every direction, raining down like a heavy storm over the city. Despite the absurd force, the attack was unidirectional—focused, precise, and because of that, it didn't spread uncontrollably. But even so... the damage was colossal.
In the city center, the impact spread all the way to the outskirts. Sirens began to wail. Glass shattered. The world had sensed his presence.
"Ha... how careless of me. I released too much power at once in this attack," Uzuki remarked, cracking his neck with a tired smile on his lips.
'Use Silver Ticket,' he thought, as a silvery light began to subtly shimmer around his body.
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Rolling...
An Epic Trait!
|[All-Seeing Eyes of the Gods] (Kekkai Sensen)|
|Rarity: Epic|
Those who possess the "All-Seeing Eyes of the Gods" are capable of seeing the "truth" of the world. Possessing these eyes grants the user numerous abilities, including heightened visual senses, allowing them to perceive rapid movements normally imperceptible to the human eye or observe tiny details with great clarity. They can clearly contemplate the past and perfectly foresee the future. They are able to see through the world's illusions and perceive the unique aura of an individual — including the winged scarlet aura of a bloodline race. The eyes can also reveal someone's "true name" if their heart is present.
Eye holders can manipulate and control the vision of those around them — for example, swapping the perspectives of two individuals, inducing nauseating hallucinations, projecting what they see into the minds of others, and wielding power over visual illusions in general. The eyes also allow the user to see through another person's eyes and witness past events that the person experienced. They can be used to track body parts that were removed or extracted from someone, even when they cannot usually be tracked by conventional means, simply by visualizing the person's aura and matching it with the said body part. The eyes are also equipped with a self-repair function, allowing them to gradually heal from any damage they suffer.
However, the eyes have their limits. Due to the immense amount of visual information the owner's brain must process, it takes weeks for the user to adapt to them after first being implanted. Furthermore, prolonged use of the eyes' abilities causes them to heat up to the point where they begin burning the user. If the eyes are damaged enough, they will shatter, rendering their powers unusable until they fully recover. If damaged beyond repair, they will explode, killing their user.
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(Nota do Autor: Me desculpe pelo texto enorme, simplesmente não consegui resumir está Trait.)
"Shit! This is good, but it has a high-damage limit for prolonged use." Kei thought, watching the floating window slowly fade away. His eyes now burned with a blue hue, the delicate outlines of his pupils divided into concentric circles with ancient symbols spinning slowly. Each blink revealed details that hadn't existed before.
He turned his head toward the crater where he had thrown Tensei.
"Did he die?"
That thought echoed for a fraction of a second before his instincts screamed. A deep sense of danger. A chill.
Kei jumped back the instant a burst of air sliced through the ground in front of him.
Boom!
Tensei emerged from the smoke, his armor cracking at several points, but still functional. Blood trickled down the side of his head, but his eyes were locked onto Kei.
"You... almost killed me," Tensei said between heavy breaths.
Kei smiled, his divine eyes slowly rotating as they analyzed every fiber of the armor, every heartbeat of the hero.
"Almost," Kei repeated. "But you're still standing. Impressive."
Tensei flexed his arms. Even wounded, he raised the energy around his body, his armor half-damaged but still working.
"Now it's my turn."
Kei gave a crooked smile, a blue flicker flashing across his eyes.
"Then come."
Tensei launched forward with force, his elbows bursting with jets of air, leaving bright trails as his armor pulsed with energy. He closed the distance between himself and Kei like a human missile, the ground cracking beneath each step. His eyes were locked onto the target, determined, ignited by the will to protect.
Less than five meters away, Kei moved his body with a terrifying calm. With a single step to the side, he evaded the charge. Without hesitation, he extended his right hand with an open palm, as if pushing the very air itself.
"Divine Domain."
BOOM!
Space warped under the immense power of gravity.
Tensei was struck by an invisible force—sudden and brutal. His body was hurled like a stray bullet, flying dozens of meters before crashing violently into the side of a building. Concrete and steel bent under the impact, the structure creaking under the absurd pressure. Shards and dust rained down around the hero like a storm.
Kei waved his hand gently, as if swatting away a fly.
"No recoil at all... That's good," he commented casually, not even seeming tired. His eyes, now imbued with a Blue, almost divine glow, turned toward the pile of debris where muffled groans were coming from.
"Still alive? Tough bastard…"
He raised his hand again—but then the cold voice of the system invaded his mind.
"Using Golden Ticket..."
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Rolling...
A Legendary Trait!
| Immortality (Nanatsu no Taizai) |
| Rarity: Legendary |
Thanks to the Fountain of Youth, your body has become immortal. Wounds heal almost instantly, regardless of severity. You do not age, do not need to eat or drink, and have absolute immunity to all types of poison.
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"...Now we're talking." Kei grinned openly, his eyes still glowing, concentric rings spinning in slow motion. "That's exactly what I needed. The gods of luck are spoiling me today."
But in the very next moment, an alarm blared inside him.
His {Sixth Sense} roared.
Instinctively, Kei turned his head to the left. His eyes caught a Blue and red blur coming at him at supersonic speed. He raised his hand and conjured an invisible barrier with a snap of his fingers.
BOOM!
The impact was brutal. A blast of air reverberated through the entire block — windows shattered, cars were hurled, and the ground shook. A shockwave spread out as if a grenade had been detonated.
Kei stood still, firm, watching the silhouette in front of him with a curious expression.
A tall, muscular man with slicked-back blond hair, two strands forming "antennae," wearing a shining hero costume in blue, red, and gold. He had a confident smile on his face, even after the force of the impact.
It was All Might.
'A barrier... My punch didn't break through,' All Might thought, impressed.
But Kei gave no time for a reaction. With a sharp motion, he extended his arm and made a slight throwing gesture.
All Might was flung backward like a puppet with its strings cut, crashing across the street and colliding hard with a bus, crushing half the vehicle under his body.
Kei brushed the dust off his clothes with his other hand, frowning.
"Who's the patriot?" he muttered with disdain.
Before an answer could come, a hiss sliced through the air.
Tensei, still on his feet despite his body being partially burned and his armor in tatters, came back at full force. His gaze now burned with pure rage and conviction. He flew straight ahead, propelled by the jets in his elbows.
Kei turned at the last second and leapt to the side.
"Get lost."
His voice echoed, laced with power.
"Divine Domain!"
This time, there was no holding back. Kei unleashed far more power.
The space around him bent, gravitational waves distorting the air like molten glass. Tensei was struck before he could even finish his punch. A massive wave of force hurled him with a violence beyond human comprehension.
His body tore through a building. Then another. And another. He looked like a meteor. The walls collapsed in succession until, finally, a skyscraper brought him to a stop.
The impact carved a vertical crater, destroying five entire floors and casting a heavy silence over the city.
Kei lowered his hand, sweat running down the side of his face. He took a deep breath.
"This is going to be fun."
Tensei's body flew through the air like an uncontrollable projectile, smashing through buildings as if they were made of paper. Concrete shattered with every impact, steel beams twisted and sparked, while glass windows exploded into a thousand shards. Each wall he passed through left a trail of destruction, a brutal reminder of the overwhelming force that had launched him. The sound was deafening—a symphony of urban annihilation.
At last, after crashing through entire city blocks, his body slammed into the base of a commercial building, burying itself in the wreckage. The rubble collapsed on top of him, kicking up a thick cloud of dust and smoke. The armor that once shielded him was now a twisted heap of metal, circuits exposed, sparks leaping from his shoulders, back, and legs.
Tensei tried to breathe. A sharp pain made him cough up blood, splattering heavily among the broken glass.
"This guy... he's a monster..." he muttered with difficulty, eyes half-lidded, yet still burning with determination.
Meanwhile, at the epicenter of the destruction, in the heart of a now unrecognizable street, Kei slowly lowered his arm. His aura rippled like a living gravitational force, distorting the air around him, making stones levitate and light appear liquid. There was something unnatural about that calm.
"Two are down already," he said in a low voice, yet clear as thunder. "Who else wants to try?"
Suddenly, a boom ripped through the skies.
BOOM!
All Might returned—spinning through the air, covered in soot marks, but with eyes locked on target. He landed with a punch to the ground, the impact blasting the asphalt, sending shockwaves in every direction. Cars nearby were pushed aside, and light poles toppled like they were made of rotten wood.
"You have power, kid," All Might declared, his voice firm and filled with justice. "But you've got no heart!"
Kei smiled—cold and melancholic.
"Funny… heart was the first thing they broke where I came from."
He moved.
This time, Kei took the initiative.
He stepped forward with almost no sound, but in the blink of an eye, he was already in front of All Might. His Divine Eyes spun like blue spirals, analyzing every muscle twitch, every burst of strength, every microexpression. Everything became predictable.
All Might unleashed a flurry of rapid punches — each one strong enough to obliterate concrete — but Kei dodged by mere millimeters, bending his torso, tilting his head, pivoting his feet. Everything flowed with surgical elegance.
The ground beneath them cracked under the pressure. The shockwaves from each exchanged blow created vacuums and whirlwinds, pulling debris into the air. The entire city seemed to tremble from the intensity of the clash.
But there was a difference. Kei was in control.
He retreated without haste, always one step ahead, as if he already knew what All Might was going to do before the hero even thought of acting.
"You're... reading me?!" All Might gritted his teeth, feeling the disadvantage grow.
"Not just that..." Kei replied, his eyes now completely aglow, as if the universe had carved them into existence. "I've already seen the end of this fight."
BOOM!
With flawless rotation, Kei delivered a spinning kick wrapped in gravitational energy. The blow struck All Might square in the chest, breaking the sound barrier and launching the hero across blocks, dragging him through the streets like a meteor made of flesh and bone.
Kei took a deep breath, adjusting the collar of his torn shirt.
"Just as disappointing as I expected."
But then…
BOOM! BOOM! BOOM!
Shards of metal flew toward him — pieces of Tensei's armor, hurled with precision.
Kei dodged effortlessly, his eyes already tracking the trajectories.
"Such... childish tactics. Distractions."
FWOOSH!
A white explosion.
A flash of smoke and energy.
A figure emerged from within the curtain of steam, tearing through the air with absurd speed.
A kick came from above — powerful, desperate, aimed straight at his head.
Kei raised his arm at the exact moment. The impact struck his forearm. The gravity surrounding his body deflected the blow, sending the figure spinning through the air and landing a few meters ahead.
It was Tensei.
Without armor.
His skin was cut in several places, blood running down his ribs and legs. His body trembled, but his eyes... his eyes still burned.
He panted, every breath a victory, but his stance remained firm.
"You want heart, don't you?" Tensei growled, fists clenched. "Then I'll show you... what it's made of!"
Kei raised his hand, palm facing forward, after deflecting the kick.
"...You really are stubborn."
His eyes glowed with divine intensity.