The shadows of the Shinsei Organization were spreading like venom through the veins of the West Land.
People were disappearing. Day by day, men, women, and children vanished without a trace, yet the public remained blissfully ignorant. On the outskirts of the territory, small bands of thugs and rogue warriors were multiplying, their numbers growing like a plague.
The global power levels were rising violently. Shin-Noa naturally grew from birth until a warrior reached the age of eighteen or twenty. When the Saviour was born six years ago, the dormant energy of humanity had awakened. Those who were ten years or older at the time had trained like demons, and now, many had evolved into formidable young warriors.
But with absolute power came absolute corruption.
Many of these youths were drawn to the darkness, using their newfound strength to crush the weak, extort the helpless, and feed their own greed. Evil was spreading faster than a forest fire. The official Shin-Warriors of the Supreme Council tried desperately to maintain order, but the chaos was spiraling out of control.
At the center of it all was the Shinsei Organization.
On the surface, they were angels. They funded massive welfare programs, built hospitals, and donated heavily to the poor in the West Land. But in reality, they had completely enslaved the territory. The Supreme Leader, Kazuki Mizushi, was entirely in their pocket, a puppet they manipulated with terrifying ease.
Behind the doors of those hospitals, the Organization was conducting unspeakable atrocities. They were running horrific biological experiments on monsters and innocent humans, tampering with the forbidden, apocalyptic technology that had nearly annihilated the world 600 years ago.
Their greatest achievement was acquiring the physical Core of the Legendary Divine Spirit Sea Serpent.
They had excavated it from the ruins of a buried, ancient facility. Six centuries ago, before the catastrophic end of the old world, humanity had used advanced science combined with Shin-Noa to artificially subdue the Sea Serpent. They had shattered its conscious soul and violently extracted its raw power directly from the Core. That very power, combined with the beast's venom, was used to forge the apocalyptic weapons that ultimately destroyed the old world.
Humanity had paid the price for that arrogance with 350 years of absolute hell. If the Divine Spirits the Phoenix, the Wolf, and the Scorpion had not created the Conditional Barrier, life on Earth would have been permanently erased.
This terrifying history proved just how dangerous and cunning the Shinsei Organization truly was. Their true power was completely hidden from the rest of the world.
Kazuki Mizushi sat on his stolen throne, arrogant and blind. He believed he was the perfect Supreme Leader, convinced that his land was a utopia of peace. He had absolutely no idea that an apocalyptic conspiracy was brewing right under his nose.
He had willingly handed his own ten-year-old twin children over as vessels.
The divided power of the Sea Serpent now lived inside them. Because they were born into the elite Mizushi clan, they were already natural A-Rank warriors a common trait among Alpha bloodlines. But with the injection of the Divine Spirit's power, the ten-year-old twins violently bypassed every limit, skyrocketing directly to Triple SSS-Rank. They were highly educated, their mastery over the clan's Water Shiritsu was flawless, and now, their raw power was on an entirely different, god-like level.
But Kazuki ordered them to keep it an absolute secret.
In the East Land, Aira Shizukami was approaching her eleventh birthday.
Her brutal training had never stopped for a single day. She had unlocked and amplified the terrifying, hereditary power of her bloodline's eyes. Her mastery over the Phantom Genjutsu (Illusion Technique) was near absolute.
Those deep, crimson-red eyes could now perfectly track the microscopic movement of blood in an opponent's body. She could manipulate their blood flow, violently disrupting the rhythm of their Shin-Noa, leaving elite warriors completely paralyzed in seconds.
But her eyes possessed an even darker power. With a single glance, she could rip a warrior's most traumatic, agonizing memory from their soul and force them to relive it endlessly, breaking their mind in pure terror. Every time she activated her Shiritsu, a new, intricate, glowing pattern would spin within her pupils.
The new generation Takashi's brother Arashi, her own brother Kenshi, and her cousin Iyashi were growing older, completely unaware of the bloody path Aira was walking to protect them.
Meanwhile, in the quiet village, Takashi's hellish training was escalating.
For the past three years, he had been struggling endlessly with a single, supposedly simple task: creating the Black Box Prison.
No matter how hard he tried, he couldn't form the black carbon cube. Every time the Legendary Master asked him about his progress, Takashi would just lower his head and say, "I couldn't do it." Yet, he never actually showed the Master how he was failing?