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Chapter 2 - Ch. 2

**"Reader's Perspective"**

Although it was the hand of the God of Death, it looked like a dark sphere held by a stick. The God of Death appeared as a blurred figure made of mist, so it was impossible to see his fingers or anything resembling limbs. Therefore, this hand looked like a sphere with a stick holding it.

But let's return to the topic: this hand was similar to a black hole, but smaller in size. Unfortunately for our main characters, it operated just like the black hole itself.

After "entering this sphere," the images of the heroes returned to the form of their souls or bodies, whichever you prefer.

**"Red Flame's Perspective"**

— Damn you, God of Death! Why do I have to endure this? It feels like I'm being torn apart and squeezed at the same time!

— Be like Gustav — he quietly endures everything and keeps his emotions to himself.

**"Reader's Perspective"**

But it would be better if he hadn't said that, as the God of Death still held a grudge against them. He didn't want to transport them comfortably and slightly aided in their suffering.

— Hmm, maybe it wasn't necessary to torment them so much?

— God of Death: — Are you joking? This is just the beginning! They have really annoyed me by crawling out of my hands, — he replied angrily, but relaxing, he realized that this was just the beginning of their torments and continued: — Let them enjoy now.

**"Green Flame's Perspective"**

— Although I said that, it truly feels like you're being twisted — and I mean it literally!

— Z—Don't worry, when we arrive, we will enjoy!!!

But here began what the God of Death had mentioned: their soul parts started to tear away in the literal sense.

**"Unknown Place"**

— Will they survive? — a third voice sounded.

— God of Death: — Yes, I calculated everything. Souls can return to their past state up to a certain point, although this process is painful. It will return to them, and they will thank me later, — he replied with satisfaction. — "They have tried everything" and wanted adrenaline, — he mimicked. — And I am a good soul helping them, as the soul is formed by parts of memories, and they will heal it. When they arrive, they will forget everything and gradually heal. But what will happen when the old parts of the soul return? — he said intriguingly.

— And what will happen to them? — the fourth person exclaimed impatiently.

— They will become monsters, but no, not in body, not in strength. They will have two personalities, four arms, four legs, and so on, and they will remember in their souls, not in their bodies. But that is still far away; let's return to our heroes.

**"Blue Flame's Perspective"**

— And this is the price for mocking God, no, for ridiculing God. First, we were squeezed and torn apart at the same time, then twisting was added, and now we are being ripped apart!

— Ch—AAAAAAAH! Damn you to hell…

— Z—Rude! GAAAAH! Ah, ah, ah! Using foul language, and you Gaaaaah, you twist the curse.

— Ch—How can one not curse in this situation? AAAAAAH! Ah, aza ha ha! If we are already being torn apart in the literal sense, our organs have turned into cocktails! If we were bodies instead of souls, we would have died long ago.

— These two idiots are tearing us apart while they argue. But what is this light? Is this not the end?

Here he blacked out from the pain and emotions that overwhelmed him, but not just him. Darkness also engulfed Yarik and Vitaliy, and they were not spared either.

And only rags remained from their souls.

**"Reader's Perspective"**

Before the eyes, a comfortable large room with pleasant lighting unfolds. In the center of the room stood a bed, beside it was medical equipment. The room is illuminated by candles that relieve tension, a cozy sofa is to the side, and family photographs hang on the wall, while the ticking of a clock creates a pleasant atmosphere.

But this cannot dispel the tension that lingers just outside — in the corridor. In the corridor, one can see a solitary man standing in a tense pose, ready to react to any danger.

But who is this man, you ask? He is one of the strongest people in the world — Takeshi Masabori Ku Mono, or simply — Takeshi Masabori. He is the one who fought against such people as Ashina Uzumaki, Tajima Uchiha, and Butsumi Senju — the heads of the strongest clans in the world. He could defeat each of them.

But an event like childbirth overpowered him, especially when it was three against one. Why three, you ask? It turns out he got married three times, and now each of them is giving birth. A man who could defeat the Eight-Tails and withstand the Nine-Tails was afraid of the birth of his offspring.

From the first room, his wife emerged.

— After all, chakra is a bug! She has completely healed.

— Miyuki, is it a boy or a girl? — Takeshi asked impatiently.

— Shhh! Don't shout! — she said after a minute. — It's your son.

With trembling hands, taking his son, he kissed his wife and said:

— And from today, he will be named Red.

— ||| -_-|- ||| Hearing this, Miyuki indignantly took the child and said: — I won't torture him like you! He will be Sora, like the sky.

And then the second door opened, and from there, a beautiful woman walked out, limping, with a child.

— And still, you are the first, — the woman said with pity.

— Well, who? — Takeshi interrupted.

— Well, who-who, a boy! — she declared proudly.

— And so he will be… green!

— ||| -_-|***

— What's wrong with that?

— Ahhh! He will be Haru, like spring.

The third woman came out, as if everything had been played out.

Noticing with bitterness:

— I'm always last!

— He will be Blue!

— ||| -_-|***||| -_-|***||| -_-|***

— What's wrong? — Takeshi said in despair.

— Who names their son Blue!!!! He will be Yuki, like happiness, because his arrival will bring you the most happiness.

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On that very day, Takeshi gathered twelve elders to inform them about the heirs. However, not everyone was pleased, as the appearance of three new heirs could lead, at best, to halting their rise to power, and at worst, to losing it altogether. Some were thinking not just about power but also about the fact that several future Takeshis had entered the world.

On that same day, in three other places,

Three individuals were hurrying in different directions, but for what purpose? They were rushing to convey news about the Masabori clan.

**"First Person's Perspective"**

— I hope I'll be the first, — he thought as he rushed. Finally, after a ten-minute run, he arrived home.

Forming hand seals:

Boar — Dog — Bird — Monkey — Sheep.

And from a small disc, a cat flew in, saying:

— A thousand ryo, please, — he said, extending his paw.

— Why so expensive? — he asked suspiciously.

— Well, if you don't want it, then don't. Go find someone else, — the man's face twisted, but he still pulled out a thousand ryo and handed it over.

— Just hurry up because this is important! Otherwise, I won't give you any more money.

And the greedy and proud cat just licked his lips and added:

— You'll be giving me money, you will, and then you'll vanish into smoke.

— Phew, I've settled the matter; now it's time to sleep.

**"Second Person's Perspective"**

— Why is this city so big? They could have made it smaller, — he said, panting, while forming hand seals:

Boar — Dog — Bird — Monkey — Sheep.

The smoke dissipated, and a falcon was visible.

— This scroll needs to be delivered, and wait, I'll write a little more, — attaching another piece of paper to the falcon, he released it, saying:

— Because you can only handle one such movement, you must fly as fast as possible. — Closing the window, he said: — I'm too old for this crap; soon, I'm sure, I'll be exposed, but that's a problem for my future self, so it's time to sleep.

**"Third Person's Perspective"**

This person lived the closest, so he wasn't in a hurry, but he didn't walk either. Upon arriving home, he began writing a report, and the news turned out to be detailed. But the most remarkable thing was that he started drawing some seals and soon placed a letter on them, and by forming the hand seals for concentration of chakra on the seals, both the letter and seals disappeared without leaving a drop of ink.

— Now it's time to sleep.

Translated by AI

P. S. Give me power stones.