[Shion: Master, if it feels impossible, you can quit… but why would you?]
"Quit? Hah! I'm Ryuuto. In my dictionary, there's no such word!" He grinned, eyes sharp and unwavering.
Levitating above the street, Vision's aura swirled with pure, oppressive energy. Every ripple in the air made the atmosphere suffocating, like gravity itself had grown teeth.
"Hmm… Vision, you're actually… different from that lunatic Ultron," Ryuuto remarked casually, a faint smirk tugging at his lips.
But the confidence didn't waver. "Still… I'm not losing! Do what you want!"
"Dead duck with a stubborn mouth! Humans really are idiots!"
Ultron, meanwhile, had finally shrugged off the onslaught of Ryuuto's Shadow Clones, wounds marking his black metallic frame, yet his glee was palpable. "Boy, let's see how miserable your death will be!"
"Too bad… you won't get that chance!" Ryuuto flicked his middle finger at Ultron, then turned his full attention to Vision. The AI's energy had reached its peak.
A beam of white light, thick as an adult's arm, shot from Vision's forehead like a spear of pure destruction. It barreled straight toward Ryuuto, crushing everything in its path.
"Good. Let's go!" Ryuuto shouted, stepping forward instead of retreating.
Vision blinked in disbelief. This human… wasn't running. He was rushing into the beam. The ultimate counter to its power!
"Haha! You're insane! You want to die!" Ultron's metallic laughter cracked the air, excitement dripping from every word. Vision, the product of Ultron and Dr. Zhao Hailun's genius, was terrifying. Even Ultron never imagined a human could survive its raw power.
But Ryuuto didn't flinch. Hair whipping in the violent wind, dressed in his ninja uniform, he clasped his right wrist with his left hand, chakra spiraling into his palm.
Lightning Style! Raikiri!
Sharingan!
Drawing on Kakashi's data packet, Ryuuto surged into the air. Raikiri clashed with Vision's beam, thunder and blinding light crackling across the sky like a storm heralding the apocalypse.
Ultron recoiled, dread flashing across his face. This wasn't a joke—this human wielded power that could level entire city blocks.
Then it happened.
Ryuuto collided head-on with Vision's white beam, yet he didn't vanish. Not only did he withstand it, but his momentum surged, forcing the beam to falter.
"This… impossible! He's just a human! How… how is this possible?!" Ultron screamed, losing all composure.
Ryuuto's grin widened. "Vision, your turn. Surrender, or run far away. Don't tangle with the mad dog Ultron!"
With a sharp motion, Ryuuto's Raikiri sliced Vision's beam in two, scattering it into shards of light.
"You… you actually did it?" Vision stammered, astonishment finally cracking its composed exterior. It had never expected a human to not just survive but dominate its attack.
"Did I ever say anyone in this world could beat me? I'm the strongest in this parallel world!" Ryuuto declared, releasing his Raikiri. But a sly glint flickered in his eyes.
A single, precise punch smashed into Vision's face, sending him flying and leaving a long skid mark across the pavement.
"Feeling awake now? Still obsessed with Ultron 5.1?"
Vision hit the ground, coughing violently, drained of all energy.
But before Ryuuto could even smile, two red beams from Ultron's electronic eyes streaked toward him. The mad villain lunged, grinning wildly, ready to turn the tide…