Character Quotes — Black Godblade:
"The true limit is not on the other side — it's right here, right now, and I'm willing to bet everything on it."
[Act 1: Re-entering the Black Realm]
Three days have passed since winning the Scourge Limit Challenge.
Fushimi Blade returned to the Tokoyami High Ministry but declined any glory or media invitations.
He held a "Special Confrontation Qualification Permit" from the Tokumo Higher Department's Special Warfare Command in his hand.
"You have exceeded the authority of an 'A-class awakened person' and have the prerequisite qualifications to challenge a 'Gray Belt Level 1 Limit Breaker.'"
—a handwritten order from the Director of Training, Funk.
Fushimi looked toward the remnants of the fog wall in the northern district and murmured in a low voice,
"Good. Let's see if this sword of mine can reach the real enemy."
[Act 2 — The Core of the Extreme Broken Sword]
Rumor has it that Fushimi Blade's sword has never truly been "sheathed" within the East Cloud Sword Art Department.
His true weapon is not the charred black sword —
— but the once-sealed "Core of the Broken Sword," hidden inside his body.
It was implanted in an otherworldly accident and is called the "Conceptual Arming Core."
It's not a weapon, but rather a compressed consciousness of the concept of the sword.
There is only one condition for activation:
"When one's willpower is stronger than the 'death instinct,' the sword core will respond to the holder's true thoughts."
Now, that moment has come.
In the special "Unobserved Sword Domain," Fushimi lowered his defenses and stood with his eyes closed.
[Sword Core — Emancipation Confirmation in Progress — Will Calibration Complete.]
Synchronization rate: 132%. Physiological Carrying Limit: Critical.
"Activate it."
Boom!
The sword core crashed into the deep sea of souls like a meteor. The entire martial arts arena transformed into a field of ghostly blue sword light.
The remnants of the sword in Fushimi's hand crumbled, revealing the Extreme Blade. It had a mirror-silver body and veins like fractured space.
[Extreme Break Type: Sword Style Armament: Countless Boundary Blades: Hull Collapse Style]
At that moment, Fushimi was neither a tactical swordsman nor a shadow.
He had become the "Sword of Limits" itself, cutting through the field of vision of all observers.
Act 3: Gray Belt Level 1: Isomer "Omen"
Special Confrontation Open: Gray Belt Sequence Level 1 — "Omen" Present.
Above the Scourge Limit are the true "Limit Breaking Entities" of the Gray Belt Sequence.
The Omen is one of these entities. With its multiple forms and ability to mimic emotions, Tokumo has classified it as an "uncontrollable" target.
When the Omen appeared, it caused a data distortion and reconstruction of the entire area.
The surrounding scenes began to mimic the deepest nightmares in Fushimi's memory—
—the day his hometown was swallowed up.
The reflection of the sacrifice of the original members of the Swordsmanship Department appeared as well.
Fushimi stood in the midst of it all, unshaken, raising his sword to his chest.
"There are many things you can't see, and one of the most important is—"
"I live by my memories, not by running away."
He stepped forward and swung his broken sword down.
Omen tried to use his "Pilot Vision" to deduce the trajectory, but it stopped the next second.
That was not a trajectory.
It was the cut of Fushimi's will itself.
As the sword fell, hundreds of "data faults" appeared throughout the field, tearing Nu Zhao's form into shards of light that never existed.
The first actual combat liberation of the Extreme Broken Sword Nucleus was complete.
Fushimi, on the other hand, slowly retracted his sword.
[Act IV — The Day After the Sword]
A few hours later.
Training Director Funk walks onto the training table inside the Swordsmanship Department and personally delivers a piece of paper with orders for Fushimi.
"As of today, you are recognized as an East Cloud Special Class Sword Art Individual. Your Independent Authority Number is Z-00. Z-00."
However, Fushimi just calmly turned around and gazed through the window.
A deeper layer of shadows was building up above the Eastern Cloud.
He murmured softly,
"That guy, Kyouichi, will soon follow him."
"Kyouichi will soon follow him as well."