Silence had never felt this heavy.
Akira lay still, breathing ragged, hands trembling. Kuroo, not far, coughed blood, shadows around him fading.
But then… footsteps echoed.
A dark-robed figure approached—the Reaper.
Tall. Timeless. Terrifying.
His blade shimmered as he raised it high.
Reaper: "You've served your purpose. Now… the vessels must die."
He swung—
And then—both Akira and Kuroo's eyes snapped open, glowing with overwhelming force.
Akira's eyes blazed with golden white, and Kuroo's with crimson black.
The Reaper froze mid-swing.
Two divine voices echoed across realms.
Akira's body radiated:
"The Light has chosen."
Kuroo's voice deepened, layered with another tone:
"And so has the Darkness."
The world shook.
From Akira's back burst massive radiant wings, pure light cascading across the battlefield.
Kuroo's body surged with serpentine shadows, coiling like divine armor.
The Reaper fell to his knees, dropping his scythe.
Reaper: "M-My Lords! Forgive me. I wasn't here to kill… I came to summon you."
Akira and Kuroo floated mid-air, cloaked in divinity. The gods within them—Lumion, God of Light, and Nyxar, God of Darkness—now fully awake.
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Lumion (through Akira):
"He is not your enemy, Akira. He is a key… to the war beyond reality."
Nyxar (through Kuroo):
"And he serves us both. The true conflict hasn't even begun."
The gods began to instruct their vessels, time slowing around them.
Training began—not physical, but cosmic.
✨ Akira learned to fold light into blades, shields, even time pulses.
🖤 Kuroo was taught to summon void beasts, phase through shadows, and corrupt energy itself.
But Lumion's harmony flowed more naturally. Akira advanced faster, wielding divine constructs with elegance. Even Nyxar noticed.
Nyxar (to Kuroo): "Your rival outpaces you."
Kuroo (gritting his teeth): "Then I'll make the pace lethal."
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Post-Training — One Week Later
Akira and Kuroo stood side by side, the battlefield now fully repaired by divine will.
Akira (grinning): "So… partner?"
Kuroo (smirking): "Tch. Only if you keep up."
They bumped fists.
Their friendship was forged in fire, but it burned with rivalry.
Like stars colliding… but never dying.
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The Observer whispered:
"They were never meant to fight each other forever... They were meant to stand together when the end begins.Their Freindship Symbolizes Lord Son Goku and Lord Prince Vegeta"
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