T Ken's constructs no longer obeyed menus or commands—they were extensions of his thought. Blades, shields, drones—all didn't exist yet, but acted instantly, perfectly.
A cosmic threat of infinite abstract potential appeared, its presence bending logic and probability. Every attack it imagined was erased before conception. Every destructive idea dissolved at the edge of T Ken's awareness.
He paused. Even in omnipotence, the human heart guided him. "If they must never exist… let it be done without cruelty," he whispered.
The enemy's probability unraveled. Its very potential to exist as a threat was rewritten before being born. Not a battle occurred. Not a sound echoed. And yet the multiverse itself sighed in relief.
Princess Elara watched silently, awe-struck. Hiyoki and Jack hovered nearby, their cosmic forms acknowledging his mastery.
T Ken smiled faintly. "Over-Existence is not just power. It is responsibility."
The first true step into pre-origin manipulation was complete.