ARCH: GURARARARARA....
Arch didn't panic. As the jagged blue spears of ice closed in around him like the teeth of a giant trap, he simply dropped his center of gravity and grinned.
"Gurararararara! You think some frozen toothpicks can hold the son of Whitebeard?"
Arch slammed both palms directly against the freezing surfaces of the nearest ice spikes. White, crackling spheres of vibration instantly enveloped his hands. Instead of a single punch, he unleashed a continuous, high-frequency Dual-Handed Tremor.
The physics was simple, ice is incredibly brittle. When Arch introduced a vibration that matched the resonant frequency of the frozen spears, they didn't just break—they disintegrated.
A deafening roar filled the temple 🏛️ as the "forest" of thorns exploded. Billions of ice crystals were pulverized instantly, turning the deadly spears into a harmless, thick white mist that blanketed the entire chamber.
The temple was now filled with a freezing fog so thick that a normal man wouldn't be able to see his own hand. But Arch still had his ROOM active. He could sense Kyukon's massive presence shifting through the mist, moving toward his golden sword.
Yamato Kyukon wasn't just hiding in the fog—he was using it. The billions of ice particles Arch just created were being pulled back toward the hybrid's body by some unseen force.
ARCH: A hide and seek?
"Gurararararara! You want to hide in the fog? I'll blow the whole damn temple away!"
Arch braced his legs, his muscles bulging under his chiton. He pulled both arms back, clenching his fists until the air around his knuckles began to crack like glass. With a roar that drowned out the howling wind, he thrust both arms forward into the empty air.
"HEAVEN AND EARTH SHAKE!"
He didn't hit a physical target. Instead, he struck the atmosphere itself. The dual shockwave created a massive pressure vacuum, acting like a physical wall of wind. The thick ice mist wasn't just blown away—it was obliterated, forced out of the temple's entrance in a violent surge of air.
The sudden change in pressure sent Yamato Kyukon skidding backward. The Hybrid, who had been mid-transformation while condensing the mist, was caught off guard by the sheer raw force of the gale.
"Gurarararara! No more hide and seek, Hybrid-san!" Arch shouted, his eyes locked on his opponent.
As the mist cleared, Arch saw that Kyukon had changed. The hybrid wasn't just a man in armor anymore. His fur had turned a shimmering, ethereal silver, and his nine tails were now wreathed in black flames—the sign of a Mythical Zoan awakening. He had reclaimed his golden sword, and it was vibrating in resonance with Arch's own power.
"You have the strength of a King, human," Kyukon rumbled, his voice now sounding like grinding tectonic plates. "But can you survive the 'Breath of the End'?"
Kyukon began to inhale, his chest expanding to twice its size. Blue and black energy began to swirl into his open maw.
ARCH: WOW... devil fruit awakening !....
The air in the temple didn't just vibrate—it began to scream. Arch reached into his interface, pulling a shimmering playing card from the System inventory. With a flick of his wrist, he tossed the card into the air.
"Come forth, MURAKUMOGIRI!"
In a flash of light, the legendary 21-foot naginata—the same weapon that once belonged to the Strongest Man in the World—materialized in the air. Arch caught the massive polearm with one hand, the weight of it feeling like home.
He didn't stop there. He channeled the full output of the Gura Gura no Mi into the blade. A massive, crackling sphere of white light enveloped the tip of the naginata, vibrating so violently that the surrounding stone began to turn to dust.
"Gurararararararararararara! LET'S SETTLE THIS, KYUKOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOON!"
Yamato Kyukon saw the legendary blade and his eyes widened. He recognized that weapon. He unleashed the "Breath of the End"—a beam of absolute zero frost and black Haki—at the exact moment Arch swung the Murakumogiri in a massive downward arc.
The collision is cataclysmic.
The Naginata Slices through the energy beam, the tremors shattering the ice particles before they can freeze the steel.
The Deity kyukon raises his golden sword with both hands, meeting the edge of the Murakumogiri.
The temple floor completely collapses. Both warriors fall into the dark abyss below as the shockwave levels everything above ground.
Arch gripped the handle of the 21-foot naginata with both hands as they plummeted into the darkness of the lower temple. The wind roared past them, but Arch's grin only widened.
"Gurararararara! You're in my world now, Kyukon!"
Instead of a direct strike, Arch drove the Murakumogiri into the very air beside him. He didn't just hit the atmosphere; he grabbed it. With a massive heave of his shoulders, he twisted the naginata as if he were turning a giant steering wheel.
ARCH: Island Shaker: Heaven and Earth Tilt
The entire perspective of the falling chamber flipped 90 degrees. Gravity seemed to break. To Kyukon, it felt like the walls became the floor and the floor became a vertical cliff. The hybrid deity, despite his nine tails and divine power, lost his footing in the air. He began to tumble, his "Breath of the End" firing harmlessly into a distant wall.
With Kyukon disoriented and tumbling through the air, he is completely open. The bottom of the abyss is approaching fast—a sea of jagged orange crystals that look like they could pierce even a deity's skin.
Arch is still standing "upright" thanks to his control over the tremors, looking down at the falling fox deity.
Arch saw the bottom of the abyss approaching fast. The jagged orange crystals reached up like frozen spears, ready to impale the falling deity. Even though they were in the middle of a death match, Arch felt a surge of respect for the warrior who could freeze a shockwave.
"Gurarararara! It's too early for you to die, Kyukon! We're just getting started!"
Arch accelerated his descent, overtaking the tumbling hybrid. Just as he was about to hit the crystal-covered floor, he slammed the butt of Murakumogiri into the ground.
Instead of a destructive blast, Arch released a controlled, low-frequency Tremor. The vibration acted like a massive acoustic cushion, creating a ripple in the air that pushed upward with immense pressure.
The falling 20-foot deity didn't hit the crystals. Instead, he slammed into the invisible wall of air Arch had created. The force was enough to knock the wind out of Kyukon, but it saved him from being turned into a pincushion by the jagged earth below.
The two landed in the center of a massive, glowing cavern. Arch stood tall, resting the 21-foot naginata on his shoulder, his signature grin never fading.
Fufufufufufufufufu...
Kyukon's eyes softened as he looked at Arch. The ancient warrior's form began to flicker, and deep cracks spread across his silver-furred chest, emitting a blinding, celestial light.
"I remember now," Kyukon whispered, his voice sounding like autumn leaves in the wind. "What a nostalgic feeling..."
He let out a weak, rhythmic chuckle. "Fufufufufufufufu... It looks like this body has reached its end. I truly wished to fight you without being held back. You know, when I first asked if you were here for power, I intended to judge your worth. But in those red eyes of yours, I see no greed. You passed the trial the moment you looked for nothing but a fight worth dying for."
The light intensified, beginning to dissolve the giant's physical form into golden particles.
"Even if you don't want this power... I will give it to you. Not because of 'worthiness,' but because of fate, and a promise made long ago. When you receive this, you become the next Guardian Deity of Wano. It was good knowing you, white-haired boy..."
With those final words, the twenty-foot giant vanished. The light didn't fade; instead, it condensed and molded itself in the center of the cavern. The divine energy shrank smaller and smaller until it solidified into a physical object that dropped softly onto the orange crystals.
There, resting where the King once stood, was a uniquely shaped fruit. It was ice-blue with swirling, cloud-like patterns on its skin, glowing with a cold, rhythmic pulse.
The System interface flickered to life in front of Arch's eyes:
[Item Discovered]: Inu Inu no Mi, Model: Okuchi no Makami (Mythical Zoan)
Arch stands alone in the silent, glowing void with the Mythical Fruit at his feet. His 21-foot naginata, Murakumogiri, is still in his hand. He didn't come for a power-up, but the "Will" of the Guardian has been passed to him.
Arch sat in the heavy silence of the cavern, the glowing orange crystals casting long, flickering shadows against the walls. He didn't reach for the fruit, nor did he celebrate his victory. Instead, he let the Murakumogiri rest on the ground beside him.
For the first time in a long time, the boisterous laughter stopped. Arch brought his hands together in a quiet prayer, his head bowed. In the stillness of the deep underground, he honored the soul of the warrior who had guarded these ruins for centuries—a man of "will" who had finally found the rest he sought.
After several minutes, Arch stood up. He gripped the 21-foot naginata with a new kind of resolve, his face hardened by the weight of the legacy he had just inherited.
"Guardian Deity of Wano... 'White-Haired,' is it?"
Arch looked up toward the hole in the temple ceiling, seeing the distant stars through the dust and mist. The alias felt right. It wasn't just a name; it was a mark of respect from a fallen legend.
"GURARARARARARARARARARARARA!"
His laughter returned, louder and deeper than before, shaking the very crystals of the cavern. He wasn't just the Arch D. Newgate Son of Whitebeard anymore. He found his alias....
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.------ to be continued.....