Deep underground, beneath layers of concrete and steel, the war room had been hastily converted into a fortified bunker. Key political and military leaders from around the globe gathered before a massive screen, the room filled with tension. The central screen displayed real-time satellite footage, showing the ominous Apokoliptian armada poised just outside Earth's atmosphere—an endless swarm of warships and Parademons blotting out the stars.
Other smaller monitors flickered with images of world leaders and their generals—Prime Minister Shinzo from Japan, President Zhang from China, Chancellor Beck from Germany, and President Kamara from South Africa—all joining this desperate virtual summit. Their faces were grim, shadows etched deep with worry.
President Zhang spoke first, his voice shaky. "Is this the end? Are we truly doomed?"
"Oh my God," a voice broke through the static, barely concealing the trembling fear.
Another added, "There's no way we can fight that."
Chancellor Beck rubbed his temples, muttering, "Gott in Himmel… What can we possibly do against this?"
A voice cut through the cacophony of fear. "No, we still have a few options."
All eyes turned to Steve Trevor, standing rigid, his gaze unwavering.
General Ryan, a hardened veteran, barked, "What's the option, soldier? Or are you planning on putting your faith in those so-called heroes?"
On one of the monitors, the camera zoomed in on the group of heroes, battle-worn yet defiant, standing tall against the coming storm. Trevor's eyes lingered on the screen, particularly on Wonder Woman, fighting valiantly. "What other options do we have?"
Another American general interjected, "We have bombs."
Ryan shook his head. "As much as I'd love to blow them to kingdom come, that's not an option. We'd be damaging the planet further. And it's not like we can get close. Every effort so far has been… futile."
The room fell into a grim silence, each leader exchanging desperate, helpless glances. Meanwhile, Trevor remained silent, his eyes fixed on the screen, hope mingling with fear.
Suddenly—
They felt it. It was akin to the oppressive hopelessness they felt when Darkseid first appeared, but this was different. It was massive, a presence that was both comforting and suffocating, soothing yet unyielding.
General Ryan's gaze snapped back to the main screen. There—on the live feed—a pale, otherworldly figure with blue, glowing eyes stood amidst the heroes. The figure—Toneri—slowly turned, locking eyes with the satellite camera for a brief moment before his entire body was enveloped in a brilliant green aura.
"Who… who is he?" someone whispered, voice trembling.
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Dust and debris settled, revealing the heroes, battered yet resolute.
Toneri stood at the forefront, his gaze fixed on the sky. "Yare yare… I was hoping I wouldn't have to bring this up… but it looks like this world can handle it. It's much stronger, and it's already prepared."
Superman frowned, hovering beside him. "What do you mean?"
Batman narrowed his eyes, calculating, anticipating.
Suddenly—
The world shifted.
The air vibrated, the ground trembled, and the sky itself seemed to quake. Wind whipped around them, carrying an unseen, unfathomable power.
From space, Darkseid frowned, sensing the change. "Hmm…"
For the second time that day, an immeasurable weight descended upon the planet. The sheer pressure was overwhelming, felt by every living being on Earth. Yet, before anyone could fully grasp the magnitude, the oppressive energy shrank—condensing, disappearing into the pale figure before them.
And then—Toneri transformed.
Toneri's aura exploded outward, a brilliant green light that blazed before contracting into a dense, concentrated form. In the next heartbeat, his form shifted into Tenseigan Chakra Mode 1 (TCM1). His body was wreathed in a cloak of pulsing cyan energy, much like Naruto's KCM 1, yet distinctly his own—flowing and ethereal, with magatama patterns on his chest.
Cyborg's scanners fizzled out, his system sputtering—"Error… unable to quantify energy levels…"
Green Lantern's ring pulsed, trying to identify the energy readings. "What the hell is this?"
Batman took a step back, narrowing his eyes. "What is this, Lunaris?"
Toneri's voice was calm. "My chakra mode. Apologies for the pressure—I kept it at minimum output."
Green Lantern scoffed. "You call that minimum?"
Flash muttered, "That wasn't minimum."
Wonder Woman, eyes wide, whispered, "By the gods… Are you one of them?"
Toneri, understanding her implication, shook his head gently. "No," Toneri answered, meeting her gaze. "But we need to focus on the task at hand."
And as if on cue—
The sky above them rippled.
The Apokoliptian armada began its descent, warships igniting their engines, ready to unleash devastation.
Toneri's eyes sharpened, his Tenseigan focusing. He raised his palm upward, cyan chakra beads swirling into existence. His voice was cool as he muttered.
"Daiyamondo Tensei Baku—Diamond Wheel Reincarnation Explosion Rosary."
The beads pulsated with concentrated chakra, multitude of light blue chakra orbs shimmered and materialized in the space all around them, intensifying as Toneri channeled his power through them. Because it doesn't rely on the Truth-Seeking Ball for use, it can be formed at high speed, catching targets off guard, though it needs to be charged for a second and can be formed from any part of his body at will. When coupled with the full vision of his Tenseigan, it is highly versatile. It possesses enough power to destroy a large mountain and more depending on how much chakra he infused and with relative ease, while not at full power.
In an instant, they exploded into a storm of destructive beams, tens of thousands of them, honing in on the incoming Armada.
The Apokoliptian warships retaliated, their cannons firing back, but the clash of energies created a maelstrom of explosions that tore through the sky, dispersing clouds and sounded as If shattering the heavens.
But the beams from Toneri's attack—relentless and precise—began to tear through the Armada. The first warship exploded, its remains disintegrating in the upper atmosphere. The beams continued their onslaught, vaporizing hundreds of vessels and decimating 90% of the new Parademon army.
The chaos subsided, and the world fell silent, the echoes of destruction fading into nothingness.
And then—silence.
The heroes and the world watched, breath held, as the remnants of the Apokoliptian fleet drifted aimlessly, shattered and broken just like that.
The bunker was deathly quiet, leaders and generals alike paralyzed by the display of overwhelming power.
Flash exhaled, eyes wide. "Oh, that definitely sent a message."
Batman's eyes narrowed further, his internal threat assessment skyrocketing.
Green Lantern shook his head, "You've been holding out on us."
Cyborg, Superman, Wonder Woman, and Shazam stood dumbfounded.
Shazam, wide-eyed, grinned like a kid. "Dude… that was awesome."
Toneri ignored them, his gaze unwavering, locked onto the figure of Darkseid still standing amidst the ruins of his army, eyes burning with a malevolent fire.
"Now what…"
Darkseid's lips twitched—a rare reaction, one that hinted at genuine intrigue. Though thousands of ships had been obliterated and millions of Parademons vaporized, he remained utterly unbothered. They were merely a fraction—a speck—of his vast army, an empire spanning countless worlds, numbering in the tens of billions.
His crimson eyes glowed ominously.
And then—he moved.
A force beyond comprehension, hundreds of times faster than sound, faster than thought.
Toneri and Superman both tensed.
"He's coming," Toneri murmured, his voice calm despite the storm about to descend upon them.
The heroes sprang into action.
Wonder Woman and Shazam surged forward, blades and lightning flashing, cutting through the last remnants of the invading force spilling from the portal. Green Lantern provided aerial support, his will-made constructs crashing down like forge hammers, reducing Parademons to paste.
A Batjet soared onto the battlefield, sleek and black against the burning sky as Batman jumped inside. Batman maneuvered it flawlessly, unleashing a storm of precision-guided missiles that tore through the enemy ranks. Cyborg followed, using his onboard systems to override and hijack the Parademons' command network, sending them crashing to the ground.
On the streets below, Barry Allen was everywhere at once.
A blur of lightning and speed, he dismantled the ground forces with surgical precision, severing limbs, crushing weapons, and throwing enemies into each other, creating a maelstrom of chaos that left the battlefield devastated.
And then—above them, in the sky—
A crimson beam cut through reality itself.
Darkseid fired his Omega Beams, zigzagging unpredictably, each streak of energy a promise of death.
Toneri broke off immediately, the beams locking onto him.
They chased him, warping through space, curving at impossible angles, adapting with every movement, anticipating his next step before he even took it.
But Toneri remained calm.
At the last moment—a portal opened behind him, swallowing the beams whole.
The energy vanished—only to reappear above, striking one of the few remaining warships in orbit.
A silent flash—then a deafening explosion.
The entire ship was obliterated, annihilated in an instant, leaving nothing behind but a rain of molten debris.
Toneri barely had time to register his success when—
BOOOOOOOOOOOOM!
The world shook.
The air screamed.
A thunderous, earth-shattering impact!erupted across the battlefield as Superman and Darkseid collided, the force of their clash sending out a shockwave so powerful that even Toneri felt his very bones vibrate.
The sheer force fractured the sky, a ripple tearing across the clouds and entire sections of the battlefield cracked beneath the overwhelming pressure.
And then—Superman was launched hundreds of miles away.
Like a meteor, he shot across the sky, his body breaking the sound barrier multiple times over.
Darkseid's Omega Beams followed, striking him mid-flight, pushing him further and further away until he was nothing more than a vanishing speck on the horizon.
Toneri barely had a moment to react before—
Darkseid turned to him.
A predator setting his sights on the next prey.
———
Darkseid's gaze remained locked onto Toneri's glowing form, the eerie cyan aura of his Tenseigan Chakra Mode pulsing like a celestial calm.
Toneri's Tenseigan flared, reacting instinctively—
Then Darkseid moved.
Not a blur. Not a streak of motion.
It was as if he had teleported.
A phantom shift in space itself—one instant he was in the distance, the next he was in front of him, fist hurtling forward, radiating the raw power of annihilation.
'Tch. It didn't work.'
Toneri had already manifested a Truth-Seeking Orb, compressing it into his palm. Chakra surged, twisting the very fabric of nature itself, as he uttered the name of his counterattack—
"Ginrin Tensei Baku."
(Silver Wheel Reincarnation Explosion.)
The moment Darkseid's fist descended, Toneri swung the spiraling mass of silver chakra forward.
BOOOOOOOOOOM!
The collision was instant, and the effect was catastrophic.
A hurricane of silver energy erupted outward, clashing against the sheer brute force of Darkseid's strike.
The force generated from the impact were brutal, the Shockwaves detonated outward, their raw kinetic energy turning the air itself into a wall of concussive force.
The ocean below them churned violently, entire waves reversed their course, forming towering tsunamis that crashed against the shores of the city with flash trying to break it by neutralizing the motion of the water with his speed.
The Wind pressure alone sheared through the atmosphere, creating a vacuum of pure destruction. The sheer force displacement compressed the air so intensely that pockets of it ionized, causing localized bursts of blue lightning to arc wildly across the sky.
And then—
Both of them were blasted away.
Toneri felt his body hurl through the air like a missile, the violent force propelling him backward at speeds faster than lightning.
"Where the hell is he?"
Darkseid had disappeared from his vision, but he had no time to focus on that.
Because the city was in his path.
He crashed through the first building left standing on the outskirts of the city like it was made of paper.
Then another.
And another.
Each structure shattered upon impact, debris and glass exploding outward, buildings caving under the force as he plowed through them like a meteor.
And he wasn't slowing down.
Toneri's body finally broke through the city outskirts, shooting into a mountain range, his trajectory unstoppable.
BOOOOOOOOM!
The first peak crumbled instantly, splitting apart like it had been struck by a god's hammer.
Toneri didn't stop.
The second mountain split.
The third disintegrated.
The force of his crash was so immense that the entire range parted around him like a river diverting its flow, the sheer impact creating a crater spanning miles.
And then, silence.
Dust hung in the air, the once-magnificent mountains reduced to ruins.
Toneri stood in the center of the devastation—unharmed and Not a scratch.
He slowly exhaled, glancing around at the destruction.
"…How long have they been there?"
A wry thought, immediately replaced by an undeniable realization—
"…And now they are completely destroyed because of me."
He shook his head. No time for guilt.
With a flicker of cyan light, he vanished.
Toneri teleported back toward the battlefield—where his team had been left to face Darkseid alone.