Chapter 44: Despair is coming

There were different categories of fights.

One was the fights for survival, where everything was at stake and the fighters fought with all their might to survive and come out victorious.

Another was the fights for entertainment, where the fighters showed their skills and entertained the audience with their moves and techniques.

But the fight between Medaka and Sakura was a different kind of fight. Simply put, it wasn't a fight between humans no longer.

It was a fight between monsters.

Bang! Boom! Bang!

"Ora! Ora! Ora! Ora! Ora! Ora! Ora! Ora!"

"Haaaaa!!!"

At first both of them were fighting for the one they loved, and the thought of losing them was driving them to their limits.

For Sakura, it was the man who made her feel that she was a girl for the first time in her life. As for Medaka, it was the man who had given her life's purpose and had supported her almost her entire life.

But as their fight progressed even further, all thoughts in their mind dispersed.

What was left was the pure, unadulterated feeling to punch.

Medaka, in her berserk state, was fighting with all her strength and using every technique she knew. Her movements were faster and stronger than ever before.

Sakura, on the other hand, had activated her Genocide Mode, making her more powerful and ruthless than she ever was.

The two of them were throwing punches and kicks at each other with so much force that the ground beneath them began to crack and crumble.

Any passerby that saw them immediately noped the fuck out of there, leaving the entire area to Medaka and Sakura.

"I will...defeat you!" Medaka said through gritted teeth, her eyes filled with rage and determination.

The cuts and bruises on her body started to heal and fade, her healing factor working its wonders. During her War God Mode, her physical strength and healing rate both increase drastically, allowing her to deal out devastating attacks while shrugging off horrific injuries.

"Then I will find Zenkichi. Where is he?!"

"I'm sorry. I know what you feel, and I greatly sympathize with you," Sakura responded with an apologetic glint in her eyes, her long white hair rising in the air. "But I also have my own reasons as well!" she responded with equal ferocity, punching out.

"Haa!!" Medaka's eyes turned white as she punched out as well, meeting her fist.

Their attacks clashed, creating an explosion that sent shockwaves throughout the hallway.

.....

"...I don't know why, but I feel as if there's a great battle happening back on the surface." Zenkichi muttered, looking up at the ceiling with a confused expression.

Actually, he suddenly felt something off for some time now but never found out what it was.

Was it because of his new Quincy heritage? Honestly, he wouldn't be surprised.

But for a supernatural bloodline, you'd think other than being spiritually aware, having some Reishi coursing through your veins and creating weapons out of thin air, it'd be a lot more exciting.

Not really. He was really more excited about seeing ghosts and Hollows, but so far, despite being a scary laboratory that supposedly had intense experiments, there had been nothing.

Zenkichi had been honestly excited at getting this unexpected bloodline, even when it was locked at the time, but he then remembered a few things about bleach that made him take a step back and just let nature unlock his bloodline.

He was a Quincy after all, an enemy of Shinigamis.

Although they weren't all that hostile anymore, especially since that guy named Uryu is alive according to the show, he wanted to play safe.

After all, they can move at the speed of sound. Can skewer you with thousands of blades in the shape of beautiful petals, can burn you with the heat equal to the sun, and among other things.

...Yeah. Count him the fuck out of that. Zenkichi would've been more proactive if he had a Shinigami bloodline or something, he would've even been content having powers like Chad, because at least he would've been free to do whatever he wanted.

He couldn't help but let out a dry chuckle.

Shinigami has a shitty version of heaven, a corrupt government(if they're still alive) while the Quincies are hiding in the shadows...

Oh, shit. Now that he thinks about it, is Yhwach watching him right now? Is he aware that he has a system and that he's from another world?!

[Ding! No, he is not aware of your existence.]

Zenkichi blinked his eyes,

'What do you mean?'

[You don't have enough authority to know that yet.]

'Well then, what can I know?' He asked again, narrowing his eyes.

[...Just know that someone is helping you in the shadows.]

Zenkichi frowned, not understanding what the system meant by that.

Was it saying that "it" was helping him? Or...

He then recalled the strange dream he had.

".....Remember this, Zenkichi. You now possess the power of a Quincy, the ability to manipulate spiritual particles. Use it well, for the fate of the world rests on your shoulders."

Was that entity helping him? If so, what's their end goal? Was it just out of the kindness of their heart? Or did it want to take over the world. Moreover, what the heck did they mean that the world rests in his shoulders? What about Ichigo?

"Zenkichi."

Zenkichi snapped back to reality when Naze called for him in confusion. He had been standing in a daze when they reached the door leading into the 13th floor, "You okay? You've been a bit out of it for a while. What, after having reached this far, you started having second thoughts now?"

Zenkichi snorted, "Hell no! I've been through a lot to get this far, I'll be stupid to just turn around now."

'Also, the school would probably be in great danger if I don't do anything about Junko.' He thought, grimacing.

He wasn't that afraid of going against Junko or her soldier sister, they couldn't do shit against his literal Iron defense unless they have the power of an atomic bomb or something. Because as it turns out now, with The Iron, he is virtually impossible to be physically damaged.

Zenkichi was just scared of what she was planning and if she would suddenly implement the killing game in their school or create whatever "tragedy" it was in the anime.

"I just don't get how you know about Junko Enoshima or why you would be wary of her." Naze said, narrowing her eyes suspiciously at him. "I mean, I'd get it if you're into her or randomly saw her in one of your fap materials as she's the Ultimate Fashionista, Gal, or whatever. But that wouldn't make sense since you're obsessed with Kurokami Medaka."

Zenkichi couldn't tell her the truth. He shook his head and glared at her, "I-It's not like that, and I don't obsessed over Medaka-chan. It's just a feeling, call it an intuition. I can't explain it."

Naze merely hummed in doubt and said, "Whatever you say. So, shall we head in now?"

"Yeah..." Zenkichi paused for a moment, thinking about something, but decided to not say anything right now. He can ask questions later, he should prioritize finishing this whole thing before anything else.

Heck, even Naze wasn't thinking of betraying him right now with how disturbed she was at finding about Ikusaba being here.

Seriously, were the Ultimates really that much of a threat?

.....

"My. God." Zenkichi muttered with a slacked jaw and widened eyes in horror.

"What the fuck?" Naze cursed as she tensed, slowly getting closer behind Zenkichi for comfort.

As the name of the 13th floor, the computer room, it was a floor almost filled with giant supercomputers that looked as if it came out of a sci-fi movie with the temperature at a freezing temperature that would've made a normal person shake uncontrollably.

"I'm sorry. I'm sorry. I'm sorry. I'm sorry. I'm sorry...."

But what really got him shook was the numerous lifeless bodies sprawled all over the ground, creating pools of blood.

And standing all around the dead bodies and the supercomputers, were what seemed like little bear plushies with bipolar colors of black and white, with the black part smirking maniacally and had a cool red eye, with a few of them carrying smgs and surrounded a shaking boy standing before a large screen.

And on the screen, displayed the same strange red eye symbol on the little toy bear.

"I'm sorry...." The boy standing before the screen muttered once more before he promptly passed out on the ground, his eyes had spirals before they closed.

"Upupupupu~ The fun games are starting!

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Author: Heyo! I'm sorry for not posting anything yesterday, the other day I was still fighting with my stomach so I completely forgot to post schedule this chapter and yesterday I went out with the fam to celebrate my recovery. So I'm posting an extra chap as an apology for the delay.

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