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A man with a large stature, a protruding hair and a strand of flame surging through his head sat upon the throne with the shrine circling around him, his head bent to the side, resting against the tip of his knuckles. The wind rustled against the roof, flailing the riped fabrics dangling over the ceiling. His eyes sharpened, as a mist encircled the area in front of him..
His men followed suit, standing in front of him as the means to defend him. Ah, his tenacious underlings. So eager, yet foolish. But they were ninjas for a reason.
Ninjas could be foolish at times.
The man then spoke, "I was told that you sought an audience with me. To what do I owe the pleasure?"
The entity residing inside the mist then replied, "I must admit, when I've gotten the wind of your name, I was a little bit thrown off. 'That Man', really?"
"Says the one that goes with 'The Nameless One' as an alias." 'That Man' chuckled, "But, ambiguous nicknames aside, it would be appreciated if you state what your intentions are."
The mist formed into the frame of a man, walking across the room with great interest. Their eyes landed on the cube residing in front of the throne, "Ah. The intermediary device to connect oneself with the creator of all."
"That artifact is sacred. You will not touch it." One of the ninjas interjected.
The mist chuckled, "Settle down, child. I am not here to instigate a trifle scuffle over a facetious ritual media," They said, walking around the receptacle where the cube was stored inside, "But I must say, your dedication to him is something to be noted about."
"Get to the point." 'That Man' demanded.
The Nameless One let out a guffaw, "I was getting into that. See, you serve 'God', and yet, you don't show me the due respect that I am entitled to."
"Respect? Are you inisuating that you, an outcast, are comparable to the being that we have devoted ourselves into for the entirety of our lives?!" 'That Man' yelled.
"Well, what if the two of us are interconnected?" The Nameless One inquired, their gaze landing on 'That Man'.
"You act by his stead?" 'That Man' asked, "Is that what you're trying to say?"
"More than that," The Nameless One levitated into the air, hovering above 'That Man', "But we'll get into that later. I am here to bring you a proposal. Call it an integration."
"What sort of integration?"
"Your army, and mine." The Nameless One leaned down, bending their hip down, "What if we joined forces? Think of the countless heights that we could reach with our combined efforts. Of course, I would be calling the shots, not you."
That last part seemed to agitate the Ninja Leader, but he kept his composure.
"Your monsters, and our ninja's?" 'That Man' chuckled, "The fools at the Hero Commission already tried, and look at what happened. Most of ours are now stretched thin due to his inane methods."
"And you think their army of hectic, unstable, and undisciplined children are comparable to the calibers of mine?" The Nameless One questioned, almost offended.
'That Man' seemed to be perplexed by the idea of joining forces with another party. One incident is already bad enough, why should there be another one?
"And you think you can complement for their failures with what exactly?"
"You don't trust me?" The Nameless One asked, faking a hurt expression.
"I hardly know you."
"You've known me for your whole life, whether you believe it or not." The Nameless One descended into the ground, "And my authority over you and your underlings are undisputable."
"And just what made you come to such a frivolous conclusion? We answer only to 'God', not you! Our decisions are oriented on his will!" 'That Man' declared.
"His will, ahhh.." The Nameless One bemused, "What is his will, exactly? And what do you know of it? Where have you heard of it? Did someone recited it to you? You're close to him, perhaps?"
'That Man' was about to respond, but no words were uttered. He kept silent. His followers, on the other hand, were out of blood, "What sort of heresy is this?!"
"You speak as if you are standing in the same grounds as 'God'!"
"Outsider!"
The Nameless One silenced them with a simple hand gesture, keeping them in their place by using their innate psychic energy, "Can't let the brats meddle around, can we?"
'That Man' growled, clenching his fists as he did so, "You claim that you came here in good faith, yet here you are, threatening our sovereignty, handed to us at the behest of 'God'."
"You hold no shred of sovereignty, nor was it made official at the behest of anything. You are nothing. You know nothing of 'God'. You are simply serving a shadow, a mere imitation. If you did, surely, you would even know the slightest thing about me," The Nameless One pinned the Ninja Leader into the wall, "But you don't."
"Then who are you?"
The Nameless One was silent for a moment, their piercing gaze sinking into 'That Man's. Then, they uttered these words. The words that would set the fires inside of their devoted hearts blazing.
"I am he." The Nameless One declared.
Upon hearing such an outrageous statement, the ninjas broke from the abstract strains, charging towards the mist with unbridled animosity, "YOU SPEAK OF NOTHING BUT BLASPHEMIES!"
But as they drew their blades, none of their attacks seemed to touch the entity. It felt as if they were intangible, invulnerable to any form of physical interactions.
Which they were.
The Nameless One slowly tilted their head towards the ninjas, "Eager to satiate your natural keen to start fights, aren't you?"
"I assure you," The entity loosened their psychic hold on the ninjas, "Nothing gratifying will come out of your petty attempts to resist, now, let's backtrack to the business at hand, yes?"
They turned their head over to the Ninja Leader, who was still pinned into the wall, "There's a missing woman that I desperately need. An integral piece to my plans. Tatsumaki, ever heard of her?"
"Yes, what..of her?" 'That Man' inquired, growing weary of the whole exchange, both figuratively and literally.
"I've extracted some of her apt psychic energy into my own. Not fully, but most of it has been assimilated into me. It's one of the reasons why I was able to manifest myself in the mortal plane without being bound to a physical body,"The Nameless One explained, as they leaned closer, pointing at the Ninja Leader, "And, since you're somewhat affiliated with The Hero Commission, you could be of some use."
"...You want my men to infiltrate the Hero Commission Headquarters to do what exactly? Abduct her?" 'That Man' asked, baffled.
"Ah, no. That would be utterly foolish and deterrent in the long run. No, all you need to do is find an excuse to touch her." The Nameless One explained.
'That Man' was tackled, caught off guard with the entity's plan, "Touch...her?"
"Precisely. You will be given the means to extract some of her powers. Although, the process would be gradual, as you would need to do it slowly." The Nameless One spoke.
'That Man' was perplexed. Although the strategy was effective, he wasn't sure what benefits he would reap once everything worked out as planned. Then again, this 'thing' claimed to be 'God', didn't they? As outrageous as it may be.
He asked regardless, "Before we...carry out your orders, I must ask: What's in it for us?"
The Nameless One took a moment to reply. They hovered slightly above the ground, their energy flailing around, encircling them softly like an entowing mattress. Then, they spoke, "For years, since the founding of the Ninja Village, you have longed for a world, an utopia, erected by this 'God' that you so worshipped. You long for a world devoid of these vile, deplorable humans, unbound by their frivolous rule, their erratic nature, their destructive capacity."
The Nameless One levitated down to 'That Man's' side, "I was born in this world for that purpose."
"Born..?"
"I took the form of a quirk," The Nameless One spoke again, the flames in their eyes set ablaze, "Estranged from most of my glory, I became an immaculate conception. A quirk that stands above all quirks."
"I still don't understand. You said you were...'God', and yet, you were 'born'? And as a 'quirk'?" 'That Man' inquired, still baffled by the whole thing.
The Nameless One then said, "For 'God' so loved the world, that he sent his only 'offspring' to liberate it. And so, whosoever devotes their lives to them, shall be granted access to the new era that will be brought about."
'That Man' let out an amused chuckle, his eyes flickering with intrigue, "An offspring of an entity, and yet shares the same identity with said entity. An absolute, irrevocable oneness. Can't say I've never heard of that from somewhere," his tongue rinsed the sweat around his lips, anticipating for more of what's to come out of the makeshift alliance between the Ninja's and this 'Nameless One', "Alright, you got yourself a deal, and in turn...show me this 'utopia' of yours when the moment calls for it."
The Nameless One simply gave him a gesture of inclination, "I assure you, you will be given what is owed to you, to the earth, to all of nature."
"We'll see."