Doujigiri

Seiji's excitement from battling started melding together with the tension of his ability's time limit. He was now concentrating with great intensity, which seemingly caused him to surpass his limits and enter a wondrous mental state.

This condition was difficult to describe. Seiji felt like he had never achieved this state before, yet it also seemed familiar. He felt like he was greatly restrained, yet also completely free. Everything felt so far away but also so close by.

Under the blood moon's illumination, Seiji stepped forward while grasping on to his longsword. Energy welled up within him as he faced the furiously roaring demon…

Reality seemed ethereal to him, yet this ethereal vision was reality. His past life, current life, past memories, future expectations, family, friends, acquaintances, a gray world, countless murmurs, and a white flash all passed by him…

"Hold your sword well and look in front of you." A voice suddenly sounded in his ears.