Chapter 12: "I am the man who will surpass god!!!" shouted an idiot in an epic speech before dying from a fall.

Kira's POV

"These 6 months with you two have been really exciting," Biscuit declares, wiping away fake tears of sadness. She looks at us, me and Neon, with pride.

"We're going to miss you, Miss Biscuit," Neon replies, hugging her.

During my training, Neon and Biscuit really got close. I think it's probably because Killua and I don't really know how to take care of a little girl, or it's just that Neon needed a female presence around her.

During these 6 months, Neon was not only able to master the basics of Nen like me, but also all the fighting techniques of the "Shingen-ryu kung-fu" school.

Personally, I was able to master the "Shingen-ryu kung-fu" style in a few days after unlocking my Nen. According to Biscuit, I'm a monster, and that's not entirely false. I just used The Visionary to push my "understanding" of things to a superhuman level during training. This thing is really a cheat code.

I understand better why "death" was very hesitant to give me "The Visionary," even though it had been weakened by the global laws of HxH.

For example, Gremmy could casually create other versions of himself to increase the power of his "imagination" to solve his problem of lack of spiritual energy when realizing something incredible with his imagination like the meteorite.

I can do the same, but it weighs on me mentally more and more as I increase the number of clones.

Of course, I tried to imagine this mental burden disappearing, but it seems that "death" had anticipated this.

If I try to imagine the disappearance of my mental burden while using The Visionary, it doubles, or worse. My aura consumption just becomes absurd and I pass out.

I can probably solve this problem with "conditions" and "Oath," but I don't want my power to be governed by rules. Imagination should have no limitations, it should be like the sea: immense and just used for convenience, but never really tamed.

So yeah, I prefer to increase my aura reserve with Nen-related training simply, and not try to accelerate my strength evolution like Kurapika.

Apart from the problem with creating other versions of myself that doesn't exceed 1, I've also observed that my The Visionary is not passive like Gremmy's, but active. I have to want to use it for it to work, and I think that's good news.

One of the reasons for Gremmy's defeat against Zaraki was precisely imagining a possible defeat due to his lack of combat experience.

"Uh... Kira, do you know where the boys named Black Star and Toji are?" Biscuit asks, looking around worriedly.

[Test one... two... okay, the mics are working. ]

[ well, I just want to say that I'm about to leave this place after reaching the 200th floor], declares a voice coming from all loudspeaker in Heaven Arena.

"That voice, Kira," says Biscuit, fearing the worst.

[So Listen up, you bunch of losers, I am the man who will rise above all and surpass god...], declares Black star with pride .

"Killua, I asked you to watch Black Star," I say on the phone, sighing.

"Sorry, bro, but... this guy is just like an eel," Killua replies, panting. I could hear Black Star's voice next to him struggling to stay on the mic with the intention of continuing his speech.

"Black Star is really unmanageable," I mutter, sighing in fatigue.

"And Toji, did he stay at the apartment?" I ask on the phone.

"Yeah, I left that lazy bum sleeping with chips on the couch.... You little runt, wait till I catch you!" Killua shouts before hanging up.

Listening to him struggle on the phone, I couldn't help but be proud of Black Star's potential, but at the same time tired of his personality.

"I knew that 'specialists' had strange Hatsus, but yours is extremely powerful," Biscuit declares in a fascinated tone.

"Yes, but it tires me out since I have to manage my creations," I say, sighing.

"Don't delay any longer in boarding the airship, master. We'll see each other later," I say, giving her a hug while Neon is still clinging to her.

Finally, Biscuit left, leaving me and Neon behind.

"Sorry for not being sincere, master," I mutter as I head towards the control room of Heaven Arena.

I couldn't hide from Biscuit that my Nen category is specialist, but I was able to make her believe that my Hatsu is "the creation of life" with various constraints, which is false, and not imagination.

For example, for Toji, I explained to Biscuit that I created him with false memories since it was necessary.

Biscuit then concluded that the more precise information I use, the stronger and more intelligent the final creation will be.

That's true, but I'm not obliged to use a lot of information. I just wanted Toji to keep his mindset since that's what allowed him to reach a level equivalent to S-rank exorcists.

I used my knowledge of Toji to reproduce his "heavenly restriction" in the form of a Hatsu similar to Neon's case, but it gave him complete free will. Of course, like all my creations, I can still erase him with a single thought.

Toji also has fragments of memories created with the information that any JJK fan knows about him.

So, he doesn't know any martial arts of the real Toji, but I did my best to make sure he doesn't lose his talent.

From Toji Zenin's point of view, he had just committed suicide in front of Megumi and found himself in front of me.

As I wanted subordinates and not puppets, I prevented Toji or Black Star from knowing that I am their creator, but for them, I am the one who was able to resurrect them after an incident.

In Black Star's case, he fell during a speech he was giving on a horn of "Death Weapon Meister Academy" and died.

After the summoning, Toji wasn't cooperative, but Black Star was interested in the idea of facing strong people and was easy to convince after being "educated" in Garp's way.

As for Toji, however...

Flashback

"Shit, my head hurts," mutters a black-haired teenager with a scar on his lip.

"That's normal, you pierced it," I say, looking at him like an idiot.

"Yeah, yeah, that's true," he says, shrugging as if it were nothing serious.

"You seem strangely relaxed for a person who just committed suicide," I declare, approaching him, but before I'm within his reach, Toji rushes at me at an insane speed.

"Not bad, but I seem to be faster," I say, looking at him as he's been stopped just next to me by telekinesis.

Behind Toji, there was another "Kira." He was temporarily created to help me create "Toji" since it requires a lot of energy.

"Who are you and where am I?" he says, looking around with a frown.

"I'll make it simple, Mr. Toji died in front of his son and I was able to summon you into this world," I say, a distorted truth.

Yes, I'm giving you life so I effectively summoned you into this world and yes, "Toji" died in front of his son.

"You think I'm going to believe you?? Another world? Haha," he says, mocking as if I were making a joke.

"See for yourself," I replied, showing him Heaven Arena and the landscape.

"Fuck..." he says, eyes wide open.

Toji has heightened senses and to his knowledge, no exorcist domain works on him. It's logical that he understands the situation by looking at such a unique landscape.

"Now that you've understood the situation, I'm going to tell you something interesting about your son," I say to him calmly.

At the mention of his son, I could feel Toji stirring slightly under my double's telekinesis.

"Megumi Fushiguro lost his body since Ryomen Sukuna stole it from him, and Gojo Satoru is dead," I say directly.

"Hahaha," Toji's response was just to laugh.

"You find that funny??" I ask, surprised by his reaction.

"That kid, despite his incredible gift, he manages to get himself killed," he says in a monologue since he seems to be ignoring me.

"Alright, I'll do what you want, but send me back there afterwards," he says in a serious tone.

"Nope," I simply say in return.

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