The fight begins.

Kaisler spreads his strings, weaving them across the entire pocket dimension in an instant. He moves at his maximum speed, not giving a damn about stamina. The Generals waste no time—they rush him at once.

The First General matches Kaisler blow for blow, speed for speed, their attacks colliding with enough force to warp the air around them. Each punch is met with another, each block with a counter, their movements so fast that afterimages flood the battlefield.

The Second General tries to sneak attack, charging up an energy blast—a cero, straight out of Bleach.

Kaisler: "Wrong anime, bro."

He dodges at the last second and counters with a devastating kick to the face, sending the Second General flying. Before he can recover, Kaisler grabs his body and hurls him at the Third General.

💥 BOOM! 💥

The impact detonates with the force of a thousand Hiroshimas, the explosion ripping apart the very fabric of the pocket dimension.

Meanwhile, the First General is still clashing with Kaisler, refusing to back down. But First General has had enough.

"Fuck this."

He floods the battlefield with black holes, space itself twisting and warping around him. The gravitational pull tries to drag him in, but he’s too fast. He blitzes through the chaos, landing a thousand strikes in a nanosecond.

The First General staggers, spitting blood.

First General (smirking): "Not bad... I might actually have to lock in for real."

Kaisler (grinning): "This might be interesting after all."

They both glance behind them.

The Third General is still frozen in place, trapped in the Death Domain—unable to move.

Kaisler (disappointed): "Is he really a General?"

Second General (laughing nervously): "Yeah… sadly."

Kaisler’s expression hardens.

Without warning, he lunges at the Second General, beating the absolute shit out of him. His fists land with the force of exploding stars, his relentless blows turning bones into dust.

Then, he attaches his strings to the Second General’s arms—AND TEARS THEM OFF.

Before his opponent can even scream, Kaisler grabs one of the severed arms… and starts using it as a weapon.

The Second General, blood pouring from his wounds, desperately charges up a full-power cero, aiming it at Kaisler’s face.

💥 BOOOOM! 💥

Smoke fills the battlefield.

The Second General pants, thinking he landed a direct hit—

Until he sees Kaisler standing completely unfazed, the burned skin on his face already regenerating.

Kaisler (cracking his neck): "Congrats. You managed to burn my face."

His hand shoots forward, piercing through the Second General’s throat. He lifts him up, then hurls his body into the wall of the pocket dimension, pummeling him against it nonstop.

The walls of the dimension itself begin to fracture from the sheer impact. Kaisler isn’t just fighting—he’s absorbing every ounce of knowledge from the Second General’s brain through his strings.

Before he can finish, the First General lands a devastating kick, sending Kaisler flying through the walls of the pocket dimension.

💥 BOOM! 💥

The entire dimension collapses, and the sheer force of their battle shatters through realities, sending them crashing into a completely different multiverse.

A New Battlefield has Appeared……

Kaisler slowly stands, wiping dust off his shoulders. He turns to the First General.

Kaisler: "Aren’t you mad I just killed one of your Generals?"

First General (shrugging): "I killed three of my own men to gain more power. So, we’re even."

Kaisler’s grin widens.

Kaisler: "No more holding back."

First General (cracking his knuckles): "Fuck it. We ball."

💥 BOOM! 💥

Without hesitation, Kaisler unleashes a new kind of string attack—one never seen before.

A single beam-like thread shoots forward, looking eerily similar to the cero the Second General had used earlier.

The First General’s eyes narrow.

"I see now. His power… It’s not just strings. He’s copying abilities through them."

Kaisler smirks, as if reading his thoughts.

"Not quite, but you’re on the right track."

The First General’s heart pounds.

"Wait… is he in my mind? But if he is... since when?"

Kaisler (grinning): "The real question is—when wasn’t I in your mind?"

The First General’s entire body stiffens in terror.

And just like that, the real fight begins.

Spectators’ Reactions

Ava watches from afar, her face tense.

Ava: "What the hell is happening to him? What is Kaisler doing?!"

Buddy watches with a smirk.

Buddy: "Smart move. I knew he’d win."

Ava (snapping): "Tell me! What’s he doing?!"

Buddy: "Just shut up and watch."

Ava: "…Yes, Sir."

The Final Blow

The First General’s mental state begins to crack.

With each devastating punch, Kaisler isn’t just physically destroying him—he’s erasing his very mind.

With every blow from Kaisler, the First General’s mind deteriorates. He can’t handle the sheer mental burden being placed on him. He feels his consciousness slipping away, trapped between life and death. He can neither move nor react—he can only endure, trying to tank the hits.

The once-proud General is now a hollow shell, a frozen statue with no thoughts, no will, no function.

Kaisler reaches forward, yanks out the final broken thread from his enemy’s brain… and smiles.

Kaisler: "Easy win."

He throws back his head and laughs.

Kaisler: "HAHAHAHAHA!"

Ava’s face isn’t filled with sorrow for her fallen men. She doesn’t even care that they’re dead.

She just looks pissed.

Because she lost the deal.

Ava (gritting her teeth): "A deal is a deal. I’ll train you in tactics and help you get stronger. And… you now have an alliance with me."

Kaisler turns to Buddy, smirking.

Kaisler: "Looks like everything went according to plan."]

Buddy: “It sure did”

Kaisler goes home with Buddy and starts explaining what he did.

Kaisler: "So basically, I can infuse any knowledge I understand into my strings. I kind of stole that cero beam and incorporated it into my threads after taking the information directly from his mind. As for the mind manipulation, my infinite mind ability lets me transfer my mental burden onto others. So, I had a crap-ton of strings spawned—about fifty quintillion—and each one feels like a nuke hitting you as a baby with the most sensitive skin and hearing. His mind was getting absolutely wrecked.

"I also have all of Ava’s mind abilities. I used one of my strings to absorb her knowledge after she gave me an infinite amount of basic knowledge even though she doesn’t have much—though not even concept manipulation yet. So yeah, that's how it works. I have poison strings, mind strings, sticky strings, and so on."

He looks over to see Buddy sleeping.

Kaisler: "Of course, he’s sleeping."