Unleashed Power

In the silent sanctum of the replenishment chamber, Alex assumed the revered Japanese seated position, hands gracefully weaving the sacred Kuji Kiri hand signs for meditation. Gen, the celestial guide, stood with an air of serenity, a witness to the cosmic connection unfolding. The ambient energy hummed with potential, a prelude to the unleashing of celestial might.

"Clear your mind, Alex," Gen's voice resonated, a gentle cadence in the sacred space. "Release the shackles of hatred and pain. Allow the cosmos to flow through you." 

As Alex delved into the recesses of his consciousness, he felt the weight of past grievances and struggles, a burden he had carried for far too long. With each breath, he envisioned strands of negativity dissipating like morning mist, leaving only the pure essence of his celestial lineage.

"Break the barriers within you," Gen encouraged, his voice a guide through the celestial realm. "Let the mana surge and embrace the fullness of your potential."

In a surge of cosmic power, Alex's mana burst forth, a torrent of celestial energy breaking through the confines of restraint. The room quivered with the intensity of his newfound prowess, and Alex's hair danced with ethereal currents. His eyes, once a deep blue, now radiated an azure brilliance, a manifestation of the celestial forces coursing within.

The pressure in the room escalated to an almost unbearable degree, and Gen, in the face of Alex's unleashed might, knelt momentarily. Yet, as quickly as the tempest had arisen, Alex regained control, easing the room back into a tranquil embrace.

"You have grown," Gen acknowledged, rising once more with a knowing smirk. "Breaking your limits, releasing the reservoir of your mana. Now, let us delve deeper into the realms of your potential." 

Gen, a master in the arts of celestial manipulation, guided Alex to further heights. "Weave the Kuji Kiri once more," he instructed, his voice a gentle current guiding Alex through the cosmic tapestry. "Focus your mana to your eyes, expanding your vision beyond the ordinary."

As Alex executed the celestial hand signs, his eyes transformed into pools of radiant blue, and within their depths, a black Mitsudomoe pattern emerged, a symbol of legendary significance.

"Hypnosis," Gen mused, acknowledging the pattern. "And the Fukaku Mitsudomoe—a rare manifestation. In the art of hypnosis, only Nova possesses the Mitsudomoe, yet yours transcends even his. Let us explore the potential that lies within."

Under Gen's adept tutelage, Alex learned to wield the newfound powers. "With the Mitsudomoe pattern, your gaze alone induces a mental cascade within your adversaries," Gen elucidated, the cosmic wisdom echoing in the chamber. "Just by looking, you plunge them into the depths of their fears and thoughts."

He continued, imparting the technique with intricate detail. "To harness hypnosis, weave the Sha and Retsu hand signs. The celestial energy will flow, reaching your target no matter the distance. But for you, Alex, the Mitsudomoe pattern grants an even more potent ability. A mere gaze becomes a gateway to the innermost fears of those who cross your path."

As the training unfolded, the celestial chamber resonated with the cosmic harmony of a pupil unlocking the latent potential of his Kettou Genkai. The Mitsudomoe pattern, an emblem of celestial mastery, now graced Alex's eyes, marking the beginning of his journey into the intricate realms of celestial arts.

The celestial battlefield materialized around Alex, an arena where the clash of cosmic forces unfolded. Gen summoned the elite celestial unit, a group of formidable beings with synchronicity reminiscent of shinobi. The air was charged with anticipation as Gen's voice cut through, challenging Alex's adaptability and the newfound power of his Kettou Genkai.

In a synchronized assault, the celestial unit converged on Alex, their movements fluid and precise. Alex's mind worked swiftly, calculating the potential power levels within the ranks of the Time Manipulators from the Tokiya Clan and the Visual Prowess users from the Shien Clan. SSS ranks at least. A smirk adorned Alex's face as the onslaught commenced.

Suddenly, time itself came to a standstill. Alex stood frozen, a mere spectator in the temporal prison. A celestial blade aimed for his head, but as it made contact, Alex's body dispersed into mist. The assailant, puzzled, recognized the mastery of hypnosis at play.

"He put us in hypnosis," the celestial warrior declared, turning to find his entire squad incapacitated. Alex's laughter echoed through the battlefield. "1v1. What's your name?" he asked, addressing the lone warrior left standing.

"Zonder," came the reply. The one-on-one duel began, but it was clear that Alex was toying with his opponent. Zonder, growing frustrated, unleashed his two Hook Mitsudomoe eyes. Gen observed, and the battle shifted into a heightened state.

However, Alex saw through Zonder's moves with ease. Zonder attempted to strike from behind, but Alex, anticipating the attack, switched positions and delivered a powerful kick. Zonder was sent flying across the battlefield.

Out of nowhere, time froze again. Zonder, bewildered, questioned how Alex possessed two Kettou Genkai. With a smirk, Alex responded, "Don't you get it? I'm the main character."

Laughter echoed through the frozen battlefield as Alex activated his Mitsudomoe eye, uttering the words "Eternal Peril." Zonder, caught in the throes of the hypnosis, clutched his head, screaming in agony. Alex walked away, his gaze fixed on the unfolding nightmares within Zonder's mind. 

Gen, watching the spectacle, called out to Alex. The main character turned, smiling at Gen, and released him from the hypnosis. Zonder, breathing heavily, coughed and vomited as the effects of the celestial confrontation left an indelible mark on his consciousness. The celestial battlefield faded away, and reality resumed its course as Alex's laughter lingered in the aftermath of the cosmic clash.

The celestial day had been filled with intense training and cosmic revelations. As Gen dismissed Alex for the day, medical attendants rushed into the room to tend to the celestial warriors affected by the intense battles. Exiting the room, Alex found Nebula waiting for him, dressed in a captivating ensemble of baggy trousers and a stylish jacket. She suggested an outing, and Alex agreed, preparing himself for a night in the celestial city.

They ventured to a restaurant that Nebula recommended, or so Alex thought. As they stood in front of the establishment, Alex voiced his confusion. "I thought it was a restaurant, not a bar."

Nebula flashed a mischievous smile. "Stop being a chicken."

Entering the establishment, they occupied stools at the bar. The conversation flowed, accompanied by the clinking of glasses and the buzz of the lively atmosphere. Suddenly, a group of unruly men approached them. The leader, emboldened, reached out and touched Nebula's cheek. Alex smirked, earning a frustrated glare from Nebula.

"What are you smirking for?" the leader snapped at Alex.

Alex, still not facing them, replied nonchalantly, "Uh, I don't know, maybe because I can." 

Laughter erupted from the group, and the leader, unamused, struck Alex on the head. The atmosphere tensed as the leader seized Nebula's sake and poured it over Alex. Unfazed, Alex continued smirking. Nebula, however, stood up and slapped the leader, who retaliated with an attempt to slap her. Swiftly, Alex intercepted, grabbing the leader's hands.

"Just what I wanted," the leader sneered and delivered a blow to Alex's chest. Undeterred, Alex leaned down to the leader's height, his tone calm and collected. "Didn't your mother teach you any manners? Never touch a girl. Seems I need to help her then."

In a flash, Alex's fist connected with the leader's face, sending him hurtling through the bar. The group retaliated, drawing weapons, but Alex nonchalantly rolled up his sleeves. The bar transformed into a chaotic brawl, with Alex effortlessly taking down each opponent with ease.

As the dust settled, Nebula, a mix of happiness and shock on her face, left money on the bar counter. Alex, with a bottle of sake in hand, walked out of the bar, leaving behind a scene of unconscious bodies. The night air outside the celestial city embraced them as they made their way back.