The sound of crumbling buildings and distant screams filled the air as Kuro sauntered through the wreckage of Akihabara, his grin widening with every step. The once-bustling district was now a chaotic wasteland, buildings reduced to rubble, and neon signs flickering weakly amidst the static energy crackling through the city. Kuro reveled in the destruction, feeling alive in the chaos that had engulfed Tokyo. The streets, once teeming with life, were now scattered with panicked civilians, desperate to escape the unfolding nightmare.
"Look at them run," Kuro muttered to himself, chuckling darkly. "Like ants scurrying away from the light."
As he continued to walk, stepping over overturned cars and broken street lamps, Kuro felt a familiar energy building in the distance. It wasn't just the usual glitch energy that had been filling the city since the rift first opened, this was different. It was something he knew, something that resonated with the deepest part of him. He could feel it growing, like a ripple moving through the air.
Fang, his tamed glitch-beast, padded beside him, growling softly as the blue static around them intensified. Kuro didn't pay much attention to the civilians anymore, he was focused on that strange, familiar energy.
"Something big is coming," Kuro muttered, glancing at Fang. "And it feels… familiar."
Before Kuro could ponder it further, a distant roar echoed through the streets, followed by the unmistakable crash of a building collapsing. Kuro stopped in his tracks, his grin growing wider as he turned toward the source of the sound. In the distance, amidst the flickering blue light of the rift, something massive was moving. Kuro could see it now, slowly emerging from the rubble: a long-necked, reptilian creature with glowing red eyes. Its neck stretched high above the crumbling skyscrapers, its massive body covered in shimmering glitch energy.
Kuro's eyes widened, his heart racing with excitement. He knew that creature. He had fought it countless times in Reality Rift: Eternal War. The name burned in his mind: Zytheran the Conqueror, one of the most feared bosses in the game, a towering beast known for its devastating power and near-impossible difficulty.
"No way," Kuro whispered, barely able to contain his laughter. "Zytheran… it's actually here."
The realization hit him like a jolt of electricity, sending a rush of exhilaration through his veins. The creatures weren't just random glitch-beasts, they were from the game. His favorite game was bleeding into reality, and the world was turning into the chaos he had always dreamed of.
"This is perfect," Kuro muttered, a wild grin spreading across his face. "I can't believe it. It's really happening."
As Zytheran's massive form stomped through the city, Kuro felt like a kid in a candy store. This was everything he had ever wanted, his game, his world, had come to life. And now, he was at the center of it all.
Without hesitation, Kuro turned to Fang, who was still growling softly at the sight of the massive creature. "Fang, we're going after that thing."
Before they could make their move, Kuro's attention was drawn to a sudden burst of movement in the distance. Amidst the chaos, a lone figure was fighting back, punching through smaller glitch-beasts with brutal efficiency. It was a young man, maybe a few years older than Kuro, wearing a battered leather jacket and heavy boots. His fists were covered in spiked gloves, the jagged metal tearing through the glitch-beasts with each powerful punch.
Kuro watched with interest as the man delivered a bone-crunching blow to a snarling creature, sending it flying into a nearby wall. The guy was good, fast, precise, and fearless. He didn't seem the least bit fazed by the chaos around him, and he was fighting like someone who knew how to survive in a world gone mad.
"Well, well," Kuro muttered, watching the man's movements with a grin. "Looks like I'm not the only one having fun."
Kuro's eyes gleamed with excitement as he watched the young man continue to tear through the smaller glitch-beasts, his spiked gloves delivering devastating punches with brutal precision. Each strike sent a shower of blue static flickering through the air, and the glitch-beasts fell one after the other. The guy wasn't just tough, he was skilled, moving with a fluidity and focus that reminded Kuro of the high-level fighters from Reality Rift. There was something about the way he moved, the confidence in his every step, that intrigued Kuro.
"Not bad," Kuro muttered, glancing at Fang, who was still growling softly beside him. "He's got some fight in him."
The streets around them were still filled with panicked civilians, most of them either running for cover or frozen in fear as the monsters continued to spread through the city. Buildings groaned under the weight of the destruction, and more glitch-beasts emerged from the shadows, their twisted forms flickering with the same unstable energy that filled the air. But for Kuro, all of that chaos was just background noise. His attention was now focused entirely on the guy with the spiked gloves.
The fighter took down the last of the glitch-beasts in front of him, his breathing heavy but steady as he scanned the area for any remaining threats. He didn't seem to notice Kuro yet, but Kuro wasn't the kind of guy to sit back and wait for an introduction.
"Yo!" Kuro called out, his voice cutting through the chaos. "Nice moves, man! You got some serious guts, taking on these glitchy bastards all by yourself."
The fighter paused, his sharp eyes locking onto Kuro. For a moment, there was only silence between them as the two sized each other up. Then, the guy smirked, cracking his knuckles as he approached.
"You're not doing too bad yourself," the fighter replied, his voice low and rough. "But what the hell are you doing out here with a beast like that by your side?" He nodded toward Fang, who was now watching the newcomer with cautious interest.
Kuro shrugged, his grin never fading. "What can I say? I've got a way with glitch-beasts. Tamed this one a little while ago. Thought it'd be fun to see what else I could break."
The fighter's smirk widened slightly. "So, you're not just some crazy punk running through the city, huh? You've got a plan."
Kuro chuckled. "You could say that. Name's Kuro. And you?"
"Ryo," the fighter replied, extending a hand. "Ryo Takamura."
Kuro took Ryo's hand, shaking it firmly. He could feel the strength in Ryo's grip, the rough callouses that came from years of fighting. This wasn't some random survivor trying to make it through the chaos, this guy knew how to fight, and he wasn't afraid of what was happening around them.
As they released hands, Kuro glanced toward the distant figure of Zytheran, whose towering form continued to move through the city, crushing everything in its path. The massive creature's long neck stretched high above the buildings, its glowing red eyes scanning the streets for anything that moved. Kuro's pulse quickened with anticipation. He knew they weren't ready to take on Zytheran just yet, but the thought of eventually facing the legendary boss filled him with excitement.
Ryo followed Kuro's gaze, his expression darkening slightly as he took in the sight of Zytheran. "What the hell is that thing?" he muttered. "I've seen some weird shit today, but nothing like that."
Kuro grinned, the thrill of the moment lighting up his eyes. "That, my friend, is Zytheran. One of the biggest bosses from Reality Rift. And if I'm right, this whole mess we're in right now? It's straight out of the game."
Ryo raised an eyebrow, glancing back at Kuro. "You're saying these things are from a video game?"
"Exactly," Kuro said, his grin widening. "The monsters, the chaos, it's all from Reality Rift. And that means I know exactly how to take them down."
Ryo stared at him for a moment, his skepticism clear, but Kuro could see the flicker of curiosity in his eyes. "Alright," Ryo said finally. "If you know what we're dealing with, then maybe we've got a shot. But that thing," he nodded toward Zytheran, "is way out of our league right now."
"Yeah," Kuro agreed, his grin never fading. "But we'll get there. For now, we've got plenty of smaller fish to fry."
As if on cue, the ground beneath them rumbled violently. The sound of heavy footsteps echoed through the streets, followed by deep, guttural roars. Kuro and Ryo both turned toward the source of the noise, and what they saw made Kuro's grin stretch even wider.
Two massive, horned behemoths emerged from the wreckage of a nearby parking garage, their thick, armored bodies shimmering with glitch energy. Their curved horns glowed with an eerie blue light, and their eyes burned with rage as they charged toward the center of the city, smashing through anything in their path. These creatures were even larger than the ones Kuro and Ryo had taken down earlier, their sheer size and power making them a real threat.
Kuro's excitement spiked as he watched the behemoths charge through the ruins. These were the Karnok Behemoths from the game, massive, unstoppable monsters known for their brutal strength and devastating attacks. And now, they were here, in the real world, just waiting to be taken down.
"Looks like we've got ourselves a couple of big targets," Kuro said, cracking his knuckles. "You up for it?"
Ryo smirked, pulling his spiked gloves tighter. "I was born ready."