Chapter 63

"It's pretty neat seeing my past self," Future Kiba grinned casually. "Just like all those other time travelers, I ain't got much time to explain, but you gotta hear me out."

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Kiba focused intently, ready to soak in every word his future self was about to drop.

"First off, you gotta whip up a time travel sword—yeah, you're gonna need that. Second, watch your step when you're hopping between dimensions. And third, whatever you do, don't go poking the dimensional beings, alright?" Future Kiba laid it out.

"Got it?" Kiba replied, his determination clear in his tone.

"Before I leave this place, is there something you wish to ask? I've got about two minutes," said Future Kiba.

Kiba had a question, his curiosity piqued, "Who's that guy in gold, sitting on a throne in the space I accidentally cut?"

Future Kiba's reply was unexpected, "You."

Confusion clouded Kiba's mind, "What do you mean? Are you saying you're me?"

"Yeah, I am a version of you. There are different paths you can take, and that event in the future will determine which version you become—me, him, or someone else," Future Kiba explained.

Doubt still lingered, Kiba pressed on, "What event are you talking about?"

"I can't reveal that, unfortunately. It's something you need to discover on your own. Your choices will shape whether you become the hunted or the hunter," Future Kiba responded.

Before Kiba could dig deeper, a rift in space appeared behind them.

"It seems my time is up," Future Kiba turned toward the opening. "Look closely, the person standing before us is one of our future enemies."

"Who?" Kiba's hand instinctively reached for his sword, only to find it missing, puzzling him further.

"Dimensional beings," Future Kiba's voice resonated, his eyes morphing into pools of inky blackness while his pupils ignited in a fierce crimson.

His transformation continued, the hue of his skin shifting into a deep, ominous shade of purple, revealing pulsating veins threading across his muscles.

"Removal?" Kiba breathed in awe, his gaze locked on the astonishing metamorphosis.

"Indeed," Future Kiba confirmed, a faint smile tugging at his lips, his neck cracking audibly as if heralding an impending showdown.

The fabric of space quivered, rupturing as something forceful tore through. Emerging from the fractured void was a being cloaked in shadow, its many eyes gleaming malevolently within the obsidian mist.

"Finally located you," the being's words slithered forth, an icy cadence causing Kiba's body to tense involuntarily. The entity's attention remained fixed on Future Kiba, seemingly dismissive of Kiba's presence.

A thought surged through the being's consciousness, 'Inadequate vessel.'

Though Kiba garnered a fleeting glance, he was swiftly disregarded, the being's focus locked onto Future Kiba, who advanced toward it with an air of menace.

Curiosity gnawed at Kiba's thoughts, prompting the question, 'Just how strong has my future self become?' After all, his older counterpart faced the enigmatic being without a trace of trepidation.

"I've reached a Multiversal level of power, just so you know. I can sense your astonishment, but don't let it overwhelm you," Future Kiba disclosed, a hint of satisfaction dancing across his features. "It's good to see you, my younger self."

With a mere snap of Future Kiba's fingers, space itself fractured like a shattered mirror, a testament to the potent abilities he had harnessed.

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+ Kiba Pov +

"*Gasping for air*"

What just happened? He forcefully pushed me back.

My hand is still shaking from seeing that strange creature. My instincts and Haki are going wild, signaling that the entity is incredibly powerful.

I squeeze my hand tightly and take a deep breath.

"*Inhale... Exhale*"

I'll listen to my future self's advice and make a sword for time travel. If my future self thinks I need to be careful, then I'll make three swords: one to keep me steady in another universe, another to keep out harmful things like viruses or dangerous creatures, and a third to create a protective barrier around me.

Just in case my body carries dangerous things from other dimensions and to avoid problems like in Marvel and DC comics.

"(Boss, the sword is ready. But are you alright? Your heart rate spiked and you're sweating heavily)," Lumina inquired.

"Not really," I responded, getting up and using magic to clean myself as usual. "Lumina, create these swords in this order: Time Travel Sword, Dimensional Stabilizer Sword, Dimensional Filter Sword, and Dimensional Protection Sword."

"(Hello, Kiba)," Lumina greeted cheerfully, as she typically does.

"Hey, cut it out with the Hitler joke," I muttered, smiling.

I really miss my friends and their jokes, even the ones that could be a bit off-color. They added some much-needed flavor to my life.

"(Alright, boss)," Lumina acknowledged, getting to work on crafting the swords.

Leaving my room, I almost bumped into Viser, who was standing there, clearly plotting something while dressed seductively.

"Ah, Master. You're awake. I'm relieved to see you're back to normal," Viser said, her fingers wandering across my chest.

She gazed into my eyes with a seductive look.

This woman is going to be the death of me. You know what, forget it. I'm giving in and indulging in whatever she has in mind right here, right now.

I bring her into my room and lock the door. I pushed her to the door and began kissing Viser. Her lips taste so good and sweet like the honey I always put in my tea. I feel her arms around my neck and I feel her pulling me closer to her. I put my right leg in between her legs and I start to feel how warm and wet she is. I feel her moan in the kiss and she grinds on my leg.

"You are already so wet for me," I said.

I feel her left leg around my waist and she pulls me closer and starts grinding her body against my leg. I feel her hands moving to the buttons on my shirt and begin undoing them one by one.

"Of course, I have been waiting for this for days and I'm finally gonna get it," Viser said while staring at my eyes with her seductive look.