Kazuichi's victory over the Gigantic Omega Zombie was thunderous. The earth trembled beneath the weight of its fallen corpse, a monstrous hulk that lay still at last. Around him, the battle raged on, but for a fleeting moment, the sight of Kazuichi standing victorious with his blood-stained blade drew the attention of friend and foe alike. He felt the familiar surge of power coursing through him, but he knew that this was just the beginning.
His gaze fell upon the meteorite ore lying beside the zombie's body—a chunk so massive it matched his own height in sheer size and weight. Its dark, iridescent surface glowed faintly, the veins of power shimmering with an unearthly light. This was no ordinary prize. If he could absorb its essence, it would grant him a strength he could only dream of. But Kazuichi's vision was clear: he was prepared to push his limits to break this endless cycle of war.
