FOUR YEARS AGO…
The universe was still fresh. Only four years old.
And in that short time, everything already fell apart.
A monstrous being known as The Asura appeared — A force so destructive, entire galaxies detonated like fireworks.
Civilizations begged. Gods ran. Logic broke.
And then… Rem appeared.
No one saw how. No one knew why. Just one second, the Asura was laughing. Next second — gone.
From that moment, Rem became the Admin of Restrictions. The one who decides what can and can't happen. The invisible law.
PRESENT DAY – CITY OF NOX ALTAIR
Skyscrapers stretch toward violet skies. Neon lights flicker across midnight glass.
Above ground: peace. Below: a world stitched together with chaos and betting slips.
Underground Colosseum – Sector 7G
Crowds roar.
People scream, bet, cry, and cheer.
In the center of the bloodstained arena — a heavyweight match.
One man already unconscious. The other cracking his knuckles.
Announcer: "ANOTHER VICTORY FOR THE KNUCKLE KING!! THE CROWD GOES WILD—"
Suddenly—
Boom.
The crowd turns as a loud echo comes from the staircase.
A lone figure walks down slowly. Hands in his pockets. Calm like a man going for a walk in a park.
Crimson eyes. Silver-streaked curls. A red-and-black jacket that floats with swagger.
Veyrith Alzair.
Vey (muttering to himself): "Too much money. Too many powers. I go on vacations more than I sleep. Still… something about this world feels hollow."
He walks through the metal gate. No ID. No permission.
People start booing.
Crowd: "Get outta here!" "Who is this poser?" "Where's your contract!?"
But the fighters? They go dead silent.
Something about him feels… different.
One thug steps forward. Towering. Muscles like a bear.
Thug (cracking neck): "You lost, pretty boy? This isn't a fashion ramp."
Vey (tilting head): "…You talk too much."
The thug lunges with a full-force punch.
The audience cheers. Cameras flash.
But—
Vey disappears.
The thug looks confused—then—
CRACK.
The thug's body flies up, hits the ceiling, and drops like an empty bag of bones.
Vey (raising his hand slightly): "Next."
30 VS 1 – "The Pocket Rumble"
All fighters jump in.
Announcer: "STOP THE FIGHT—!!"
Too late.
The ring becomes a blur of fists, boots, and screams.
But Vey doesn't move much.
One man tries a flying knee. Vey side-steps and taps his chest — he flies into a wall. Another uses iron claws. Vey catches them mid-swing and yanks him into the air before slamming him to the floor like a mop. A twin duo tries tag-team kicks. Vey breaks their rhythm with a casual punch — both collapse unconscious.
Crowd goes silent.
Vey (still calm): "…You all trained to lose?"
Now, only one fighter is left.
He gulps.
Last Fighter: "…I-I surrender!"
He runs out of the ring.
Vey (sighing): "…Typical."
Then—
A slow clap echoes through the arena.
Kaelstryx drops in.
White jacket. Rolled sleeves. A crimson pulse throbbing faintly around his limbs. Hair tied back. Calm eyes filled with respect and vengeance.
Kaelstryx: "Still causing scenes, huh?"
Vey: "They attacked first. I'm just here for cardio."
Kaelstryx (cracks knuckles): "Time for our rematch. Taekwondo vs Kung Fu. No powers. Just fists."
Vey (smiling slightly): "Let's see if you finally landed a hit this time."
FTL FISTS – "The Dance of Speed"
Judge: "Vey vs Kaelstryx! START!"
In a split second—
Both vanish.
Sonic booms shake the arena.
Kael throws five kicks in under a second. Vey blocks with one hand. Vey sweeps low. Kael backflips, then counters mid-air. They clash again. Each hit louder than thunder.
Kaelstryx: "You got slower, or I got faster?"
Vey: "…You're 0.3% better."
Kaelstryx (grinning): "I'll take it."
Suddenly, Vey's punch lands on Kael's forearm — boom! His arm explodes in red mist.
Kaelstryx: "…AGAIN!? Why does this happen every time!?"
Vey (shrugs): "You keep standing in front of my punches."
Kael (breathing hard): "Not done yet."
He activates it.
Crimson Pulse. A massive, flaming rocket of Mp that could vaporize a small city block.
Kaelstryx: "This will decide it!"
He launches it straight at Vey.
Vey (murmuring): "…I might actually collapse this time."
But right before impact—
The ability vanishes.
Kaelstryx: "WHAT!?"
Then it reappears and slams into Vey, exploding the entire ring.
Everyone braces for death.
But when the dust clears…
Vey stands. Hands still in pockets. Arena intact.
Vey: "…Decided?"
Kaelstryx (shaking): "What the hell are you?"
Vey: "Your final boss."
He lands a gut punch so hard, Kael flies backward through six concrete walls and lands in a crater.
Vey (to the crowd): "Go home. I'm done."
Judge: "Your reward, sir—!"
Vey: "Donate it to whoever lost bets. I'm not broke yet."
HOSPITAL – ICU WING
Kaelstryx in a pod, his body repairing itself.
Vey walks in.
Nurse Lyria is already waiting. White hair. Green eyes. Hacker gear in her bag.
Lyria: "You really can't go one week without blowing up someone."
Vey: "To be fair… they challenged me."
Lyria: "Your definition of 'fair' is broken."
Vey (points at Kael): "He's alive. That's a win."
She sighs and walks out.
Lyria (to herself): "He never changes."
Vey sits beside Kael.
Kaelstryx (groaning): "Why… did Crimson Pulse vanish mid-air?"
Vey (grins): "My ability. Ultra rare. I can cancel techniques, pause them, even redirect."
Kael: "…That's cheating."
Vey: "That's efficiency."
Kael (laughs weakly): "Why am I always behind you?"
Vey: "Because you're chasing perfection. I'm chasing fun."
Kael (smiles): "…That's dumb. But… makes sense."
Vey (stands): "Rest up. Train. Next time, try punching through reality."
Kael (serious): "Vey… why are you this strong?"
Vey (quiet): "Because I had to be. Long story. Another time."
He disappears. Just a red blur left behind.
POST-CREDIT TEASE – "THE ADMIN WATCHES"
In a dark room filled with floating digital screens—
Rem sits on a rotating chair.
Watching everything.
Rem (smirks): "He's getting bored again. Time to drop something fun into Nox Altair."
Screen shows a glitching figure stepping out of a digital distortion.
Unknown. Fast. Dangerous.
And coming for Vey.
The End -