The grim determination from my training session solidified into a cold, sharp focus. Pushing my body to its new human peak was essential, but it was a linear path. Against Fallen Angels, rogue exorcists, and the White Dragon Emperor, a peak human was still an insect. I needed an exponential leap. I needed an advantage that shouldn't exist in this world.
That's when the memories surfaced, not from Issei, but from *me*. Evenings spent immersed in other worlds, in other power systems.
*The Marines of the Navy, moving with impossible agility, kicking the very air to become untouchable. Rokushiki. The Six Powers.*
*A single fruit granting a power that could reshape the world, turning the user into rubber, light, or fire. Devil Fruits.*
*And the ultimate ocular power, a ripple of violet and concentric rings that could command gravity, summon meteors, and peer into souls. The Rinnegan.*
My breath hitched. The sheer, ludicrous potential of it was dizzying. If the Omni-Emporium was truly what its name implied...
I abandoned my cooldown stretches and practically ran to the guest room, my heart hammering against my ribs with a hope I hadn't allowed myself to feel before. Closing the door, I sat on the bed and willed the interface to appear.
The golden hologram bloomed in the dim light.
"System," I whispered, my voice tight with anticipation. "Search for abilities: 'Rokushiki' or 'Six Powers'."
The interface flickered, text scrolling rapidly.
**[ Search Results for 'Rokushiki': ]**
**> Rokushiki - Complete Set (Beginner Tier):** A comprehensive martial arts style encompassing six supreme techniques.
* **Geppo (Moonwalk):** Kick the air at high speed to achieve flight.
* **Soru (Shave):** Move at high speeds by kicking the ground dozens of times in an instant.
* **Tekkai (Iron Body):** Harden the muscles to the density of iron, making the user impervious to most blunt attacks.
* **Kami-e (Paper Drawing):** Achieve absolute dodging flexibility, making the body as light as a sheet of paper to evade attacks.
* **Rankyaku (Storm Leg):** Create a sharp, blade-like vacuum wave by kicking at high speed.
* **Shigan (Finger Pistol):** Thrust a finger with enough force to pierce solid rock.
**[ Cost: 8,000 Points ]**
My eyes widened. It was there. All of it. A complete combat system that would make me a nightmare in close-quarters combat. But 8,000 Points... I only had 1,800. It was a fortune.
"Search for 'Devil Fruit'," I commanded, my voice barely a whisper.
The system responded instantly.
**[ Search Results for 'Devil Fruit': ]**
**> Logia-Type Devil Fruit (Random):** Grants the user the ability to create, control, and transform into a natural element. Provides intangibility to non-Haki attacks.
* **Warning:** Purchase includes permanent weakness to large bodies of water and Seastone. Element is randomized.
**[ Cost: 50,000 Points ]**
**> Zoan-Type Devil Fruit (Random):** Grants the user the ability to transform into an animal hybrid and full beast form, granting immense physical enhancement.
* **Warning:** Purchase includes permanent weakness to large bodies of water and Seastone. Animal is randomized.
**[ Cost: 35,000 Points ]**
**> Paramecia-Type Devil Fruit (Random):** Grants a superhuman ability that does not fit other categories. Can manipulate the environment, the body, or produce substances.
* **Warning:** Purchase includes permanent weakness to large bodies of water and Seastone. Ability is randomized.
**[ Cost: 40,000 Points ]**
My hope, so bright a moment ago, deflated like a pierced balloon. The prices were astronomical. And the "random" factor was a deal-breaker. I could spend 50,000 points—a sum I couldn't even conceptualize earning—and end up with the Jacket-Jacket Fruit instead of the Gura Gura no Mi. The risk was far too great.
Taking a steadying breath, I asked the final, almost sacred question. "Search for 'Rinnegan'."
The system seemed to pause, the golden light flickering for a moment as if processing the magnitude of the request.
**[ Search Result for 'Rinnegan': ]**
**> The Rinnegan (Ocular Kekkei Mōra):** The Sage of Six Paths' ocular power. Grants mastery over all six forms of chakra nature, the Seven Paths abilities (Deva, Asura, Human, Animal, Preta, Naraka, Outer), and the ability to control gravity. Requires immense energy reserves to utilize fully.
* **Warning:** Integration carries a high risk of soul strain for hosts with insufficient vitality and energy capacity. Constant, significant energy drain when active.
**[ Cost: 1,000,000 Points ]**
A million points.
I stared at the number, a stark, golden monument to my own insignificance in the cosmic marketplace. It was a number for gods, not for a low-class Devil scrambling for cookie-rewards and moving jobs.
For a long moment, I just sat there, the grandiose dreams of instant, overwhelming power crumbling to dust. The system wasn't a cheat for easy victory; it was a brutally fair merchant. The power was there, but the price was commensurate.
The frustration was a bitter taste in my mouth. But it was quickly washed away by a wave of cold, clear pragmatism. Dreaming of Rinnegan was a fantasy. But Rokushiki... that was a tangible, if distant, goal. 8,000 points was achievable. It would require grinding, dedication, and time—a commodity I wasn't sure I had in abundance, but it was a real target.
I navigated away from the dazzling, unaffordable endgame items and back to the basics. I filtered the search for abilities under 2,000 points.
**> <｜place▁holder▁no▁284｜> Fist Foundation:** 600 Points
**> <｜place▁holder▁no▁277｜> Push/Pull (Novice):** 1,500 Points
**> <｜place▁holder▁no▁280｜> Step (Basic):** 700 Points
These were the building blocks. This was the path. Not with a single, world-shattering purchase, but with a dozen smaller, strategic ones.
Closing the interface, I stood up. The disappointment was gone, replaced by a renewed, more focused resolve. I knew the ceiling of what was possible. Now, I just had to build the ladder, one painful, point-earning rung at a time. The first step was to awaken what I already had. The Boosted Gear was my birthright in this world. Everything else was a supplement.
I left the room, my mind no longer clouded by fantasies of godhood, but sharpened by the practical, grueling road ahead. The Emporium had shown me its wonders. Now, I had to earn the right to own them.