The battlefield from yesterday's clash still hummed with residual energy, as if the multiverse itself was recovering from T Ken's reality-defying strikes. But the boy from Greenhollow barely paused to catch his breath. He had opened the Ω∞D System again, feeling the familiar hum of infinite possibilities beneath his fingertips.
This time, the interface revealed something he had not seen before: a labyrinthine array of shops, vaults, and unknown tabs, each glowing with its own cosmic aura. Icons spun and shifted as if alive. One read "Weapons," another "Constructs," yet others were labeled in symbols that seemed to originate from before time itself.
T Ken frowned, unsure where to begin. How do you "buy" something when nothing in existence can even touch these tools? The system provided no guidance — only subtle hints that tickled the edge of comprehension. He clicked on a simple tab labeled "Normal Sword."
The sword appeared in a flash of golden light. To T Ken, it looked mundane compared to the constructs he had wielded before, but the system whispered: "Casualty cannot limit this blade. Boundless potential unlocked upon intent."
He gripped it, feeling a strange resonance. His instincts told him it could cut more than flesh or bone — it could slice through concepts themselves.
Without hesitation, T Ken charged the cosmic being and its beyond-omnipotence counterpart. He swung the sword with all the force his Over-Existence Tier body could muster.
The two beings dodged. Mere dodges, he thought — yet the consequences of the swing were catastrophic.
Where the sword had passed, causality trembled and fractured. The very concept of the end, the abstract principle of death, flickered as though uncertain of its own existence. Boundless universes collapsed in fleeting, imperceptible waves. Stars blinked out, timelines twisted, and the void between realities stretched. Even the cosmic beings seemed to sense the anomaly, their infinite forms wavered for a moment — more out of principle than actual harm.
T Ken froze mid-swing. His hair floated, lifted by unseen energy currents, shimmering with hues no mortal eye had ever seen. Shock and awe collided in his mind. Did I… just… slice… the concept of the end?
Ω∞D SYSTEM: Casualty disruption detected. Conceptual destabilization minimal. Probability of multiversal feedback: 12%.
He staggered slightly, his hand trembling as the sword hummed in resonance with the multiverse itself. The system's shops, icons, and vaults — all still open — seemed to glow brighter, acknowledging the unexpected interaction. T Ken had used a "normal sword" to trigger consequences beyond existence itself, and the Ω∞D System silently applauded in its own cryptic way.
The cosmic being snarled, a sound like collapsing stars and evaporating timelines combined. "You… how can a mere human, armed with something so… trivial, disrupt reality itself?"
T Ken shook his head. It's not trivial. His gaze hardened. It's understanding. It's intent. And it's my will.
The beyond-omnipotence entity mirrored the motion, moving to strike him, but even its attacks were subtly altered by the sword's previous swing. The very laws of causality, stretched thin, slowed the beings' reaction times just enough. T Ken had unintentionally created a conceptual buffer, a window of infinitesimal yet critical advantage.
Yet, he could feel it — the feedback from this swing was immense. A chill ran through his spine, as if he had brushed against the origin and end of all things simultaneously. His hair floated in shock, tingling with a cosmic static that whispered secrets he could not yet comprehend.
SYSTEM NOTE: User exceeded expected interaction threshold with conceptual entities. Warning: mental and existential strain possible.
T Ken swallowed hard, realizing two things:
The Ω∞D System had layers he had never seen, with shops and tools far beyond his understanding.
Even a "normal sword," wielded with creativity and intent, could ripple across existence itself, affecting concepts, causality, and universal laws.
The cosmic beings, sensing the swing's potential, paused in unison. They were beyond omnipotent, yes — but T Ken had just touched a part of reality they could not fully control.
T Ken exhaled. He felt dizzy, overwhelmed, yet exhilarated. This was the next level. This was the stage where the system and his will merged, where even "normal" tools could rewrite what was considered unchangeable.
He looked at the system interface again. The shops shimmered with new possibilities, hints of tools that could affect entire multiverses, weapons that didn't yet exist, and constructs beyond comprehension.
For the first time, T Ken realized: he was not just fighting. He was learning to bend reality itself, step by step, shop by shop, choice by choice.
And he was only getting started.