Shinju hovered in the deathly silent universe.
Behind him was that azure planet—his home.
Otsutsuki Momoshiki… or rather, the monster that had already become a "Planet Devourer," was about to finish its meal.
Shinju could feel the wail of the planet beneath his feet.
To that monster, devouring a planet was as casual as a mortal popping a candy bean into their mouth.
Earth was his home as well. And within that home were countless people praying for his triumphant return.
In the very end… he still had to use this final trump card. But the time had come.
"System. Activate the final authority."
"In the name of Shinju, Lord of the Eireiden (Hall of Heroes)… release all restrictions!"
Momoshiki's gigantic maw drew closer and closer. The tidal frenzy of gravity had already begun tearing at Shinju's body.
Earth's atmosphere was being peeled away. The crust started to fracture, exposing crimson magma within.
The end of the world was right in front of him.
But the only thing that could defeat a monster was humanity itself. The apocalypse—this is it? Then he'd crush it with his own hands.
Shinju's consciousness roared.
"I command you! Use the final authority!"
[Detected an extinction-level crisis!]
This voice was completely different from before.
No longer a simple electronic prompt.
[Confirmed the host is facing an irresistible, catastrophic strike.]
[Confirmed the protected target "Earth" is about to be completely erased.]
[Confirmed the host is facing an irresistible, catastrophic strike.]
[Confirmed the protected target "Earth" is about to be completely erased.]
[Survival Protocol activated.]
[Final Sequence unlocked.]
Shinju felt a shackle rip free from his soul.
These were the restrictions the system had imposed on him all along.
Invisible rules that forced him to gain power step by step—never allowed to touch the core.
Now, that lock had shattered.
[Host authority elevated to MAX!]
A torrent of information surged into Shinju's mind.
In an instant, he understood the true nature of the Eireiden (Hall of Heroes).
So that's how it is… so that's the truth.
A divine domain drifting beyond all timelines!
Everything he'd done before—reviving heroic spirits, correcting history—had only been laying brick after brick for this divine realm.
He wasn't the system's user.
From the very beginning, he was the chosen master of this divine domain!
[Final Authority — Eireiden: Gense Kōrin (Hall of Heroes: Descends Upon the Living World) unlocked!]
[Consume all remaining correction points to initiate the summoning?]
Shinju didn't hesitate for even a heartbeat.
"Yes!"
[Command confirmed.]
[All correction points: cleared to zero.]
[Summoning sequence initiated!]
[Eireiden Kōrin (Hall of Heroes, Descend!)]
In that instant, Shinju felt everything inside him get drained dry.
All the points he had accumulated vanished into nothing.
But that emptiness lasted less than a blink.
The next moment, a power far more magnificent than the Six Paths' might surged out from the void and pierced straight through his body.
It was his—power belonging to him, the Lord of the Eireiden (Hall of Heroes)!
Shinju snapped his eyes open.
His pupils were no longer human eyes.
He stared at that cosmic maw, now close enough to swallow entire star systems—
and then he extended a hand.
To greet his kingdom… the ultimate trump card!
The universe tore.
Between Earth and Momoshiki's mouth, where there should have been absolute vacuum, space shattered like a mirror.
A rift appeared out of nowhere.
The real world was being forcibly squeezed open by a higher existence.
Something… was coming out!
Every shinobi on Earth who was still waiting for death in despair saw it.
They witnessed a miracle in the cosmos.
A grand hall appeared from nothingness, positioning itself in front of Earth—
and directly in front of the Planet Devourer.
Momoshiki's movement froze.
What the hell was this?
This thing had appeared out of thin air—where did it even come from?
Why did every devouring law fail in front of it?
This was far beyond his understanding.
Why were the devouring laws useless before it?
His method of consuming planets was based on the universe's physical laws.
But this hall's very existence was trampling all laws underfoot!
It was absurdly unscientific.
"Momoshiki."
It was Shinju's voice.
He stood at the highest point of that magnificent hall, looking down upon the monster before him.
"You think you're only facing a planet? Your view is still too shallow. You always assume you're the strongest in this universe."
"But you don't realize—there's always a sky beyond the sky, and someone beyond the strong. This time, I'll be the one to send you on your way."
In Momoshiki's chaotic consciousness, a sinister premonition rose.
Shinju's voice continued, like a final verdict.
"What stands before you… is the will of every hero—spanning the entire river of history!"
The moment those words fell—
the Eireiden's enormous doors, ancient and unchanging, opened.
They swung inward.
What lay beyond made Momoshiki's soul—woven from countless grudges and greed—freeze solid.
Behind the doors were tier upon tier of steps.
And upon those steps stood a sea of figures.
One after another—legends who had died in battle, succumbed to illness, or perished in plots—stood there in silence.
Some of them existed even earlier than Hashirama and Madara's era. Others were heroes from their very time.
The ones Shinju had summoned before were only a tiny portion—especially among those truly famous, truly powerful, the ones who could shift the course of history.
All of their gazes converged on Shinju.
In their eyes was acknowledgment—absolute trust.
They were no longer separate individuals.
Power, will, existence—everything had fused into the Eireiden itself.
They were the Eireiden.
And the Eireiden was them!
The radiance spilling from them gathered together, forming a vast will that could shake the universe itself.
That will… was the heroic will Shinju spoke of, the will that ran through the entire river of history.
Momoshiki's extinction strike—his law power capable of devouring a planet—collided with the Eireiden's doors.
And then… it vanished.
Like a drop of water dissolving into the sea, it didn't even cause a ripple.
His attack was stopped head-on by the "divine domain,"
and it didn't even earn the right to make the hall tremble.
Momoshiki went blank.
This creature who called itself a god, this plunderer who viewed all life as ants—
felt fear.
Why did such a thing exist on a tiny little planet like this?
This wasn't right. It violated the universe's truth.
"Truth," Shinju said, staring at Momoshiki with contempt, "looks like it's not on your side this time. Save your strength."
Shinju stood at the top of the Eireiden. Behind him, a legendary legion beneath a canopy of stars.
He was no longer that shinobi struggling to survive—
he was the creator-god who ruled a divine kingdom.
Shinju raised a hand toward the stunned Planet Devourer…
and gently pressed down.
Just that simple motion.
"It's over."
A true war of gods had reached its final conclusion.
The future of this universe… would be decided by him.
(End of Chapter)
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