In a bustling urban area, Maxwell Carter or "Max" for short is an unassuming teenager who dreams of a life filled with adventure, but is stuck in the monotony of a normal existence. He attends an ordinary high school, living amongst the trivialities...
With a final, lingering gaze at the Arbiter, Shade Struck him in the heart, not with steel, but with a tendril of pure shadow that snaked from his gauntlet, leaving a visible ripple in the air as it connected. Arbiter gasped, a silent intake of breath, his skeletal form momentarily flickering as if caught in an unseen wind. He didn't fall, didn't cry out, but the vibrant light that usually flickered within his eye sockets dimmed considerably, becoming weak embers struggling against a rising tide of darkness.
Shade turned away, the victory, if it could be called that, clearly unsatisfying. He raised a hand, and the air crackled with an unnatural energy. A dark sigil shimmered into existence above him, a twisted symbol that seemed to writhe and pulse. From it, he spoke, his voice now amplified, carrying not just through the silent hall, but seemingly echoing across the very fabric of The Omniverse.
Shade:My Dark forces,Scower The Omniverse to Find the Hyper Dragon Balls and BRING THEM TO ME!and Should Those Nexus Weaklings get in your way,ELIMINATE THEM!
he cackles as his figure is revealed.
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The trials had begun, not just for the students, but for the entire Nexus Academy, and the stakes were higher than anyone could have imagined. The quest for the Hyper Dragon Balls was not just a race against time, but a desperate battle for the very soul of existence itself.
The hum of the dimensional skiff, a fragile bubble of reality against the swirling, incandescent chaos of the ether, was the only constant noise. Outside, the nebula pulsed with unimaginable energy, a canvas of cosmic dust, shimmering gas clouds, and nascent stars painted in impossible hues of violet, emerald, and gold. Inside, the atmosphere was heavy with a different kind of weight – the quiet determination born from recent, crushing loss.
Max sat near the front viewport, mesmerized yet apprehensive.
The familiar faces of Kaminari, Ruby, Happy, Maka Albarn, and the Void group – Mikado Sannoji, Hajime Makunouchi, Emma Magorobi, Iroha Nijiue, and Nikei Yomiuri – haunted his thoughts. The chaos had taken too many, and the destruction of the academy's healing chambers had turned grief into a desperate race against time.
The Hyper Dragon Balls were their only hope. The Headmaster, a being whose true form Max still couldn't comprehend, had pointed them towards this nebula, the rumoured dwelling of a celestial dragon guarding one of the legendary orbs.
His companions were a mix of raw power and strategic minds, assembled by the Headmaster for this perilous leg of the quest. Erza Scarlet, her Requip armor shimmering faintly in the skiff's dim light, stood braced near the forward controls, her expression as unyielding as tempered steel. Beside her, Lucy Heartfilia consulted ancient charts displayed on a magical projection, her brow furrowed in concentration as she tried to decipher the nebula's complex energy signatures.
Behind them, Yang Xiao Long leaned against a bulkhead, her cybernetic arm gleaming, an eager fire in her eyes that couldn't quite mask the underlying sorrow from losing friends. Across from her, Katsuki Bakugou sat slumped, his face a mask of explosive impatience, small, angry sparks crackling in his palms. Even in the face of cosmic wonders, his default setting was 'irritated'.
