He nodded. After a night’s rest, his injuries were completely healed, and Finn felt full of energy.
Finn put on the clothes covering him. Even with his constitution, he wouldn’t feel cold in this weather without them, but perhaps out of habit, he couldn’t sleep without them.
As he got up, his eyes caught sight of a long sword lying beside his bed.
"What’s going on?" Finn was puzzled. He’d never had a sword like this before, and now it suddenly appeared before him.
"Did soone co and leave this sword by my bed? But that’s impossible," Finn pondered, baffled.
He picked up the long sword, and instantly, a chanical voice echoed in his mind.
"Ding! You felt too weak, so you sleepwalked to another world and stole Ryūjin Jakka!!"
"???"
Finn was completely dumbfounded. What did it an that he felt too weak?
While he was sowhat weak, he wouldn’t have despised himself, would he?
And what was this about sleepwalking to steal Ryūjin Jakka? How did he not know he had such ability? If he could steal Ryūjin Jakka, how could he still be weak?
"Are you a system?" Finn asked the chanical voice in his head. In his previous life, he’d read a couple of transmigration novels. For transmigrators, systems were standard equipnt.
A ’ding’ in the head, and any problem could be solved. Since he’d just heard a chanical voice, he figured this was his system, so he tried calling out to it in his mind.
But after a long while, there was no response. After that initial chanical voice, it hadn’t spoken again.
After calling out for a long ti without a response, Finn gave up. He guessed this Ryūjin Jakka must be the system’s doing. Regardless, having Ryūjin Jakka couldn’t hurt.
Surely Yamamoto Genryūsai Shigekuni wouldn’t co and chop him up because of the sword.
Thinking this, Finn picked up the long sword, recalling mories of it from his past life.
Although Finn had to work early in his previous life and had no ti to watch ani, he had still heard of the big three: One Piece, Naruto, and Bleach.
Ryūjin Jakka was said to be the strongest Zanpakutō, capable of reaching the temperature of the sun’s surface in its Shikai, and its Bankai could reach the temperature of the sun’s core.
It was the strongest and oldest fire-type Zanpakutō.
A terrifying power that burned everything to ashes.
Thinking this, Finn’s eyes lit up. He tried drawing the sword, and saw the blade, its tip shimring with a cold light.
"But how do I use the Zanpakutō’s power?" From what his friends had discussed in his previous life, to unleash its true power, he needed to communicate with the sword’s spirit.
Every Zanpakutō had its own soul, thoughts, and personality. The user would communicate with it telepathically to learn its na and thus obtain its power.
But he already knew the Zanpakutō’s na. Could he directly activate its Shikai?
Thinking this, Finn gripped the hilt, pointed it forward, and muttered, "Release, Ryūjin Jakka!!!"
...
A crow seed to fly across the sky.
"Ryūjin Jakka, release!!"...
Finn dejectedly lowered the sword. "No way, I don’t know the release command. Just calling the na doesn’t work."
He slapped his forehead. "Why didn’t I finish watching those ani in my past life? Even knowing the Shikai command would have been helpful."
He thought back to his childhood, growing up in an orphanage, dropping out of school early to work to support himself. He’d had no ti for entertainnt.
Even his knowledge of Ryūjin Jakka was secondhand; otherwise, he wouldn’t even know what the sword was.
Shaking his head, since he couldn’t directly use Ryūjin Jakka, he would try to communicate with it and learn its release command.
He cald himself and began communicating with Ryūjin Jakka.
...
Ti passed, and on Finn’s 21st attempt, Ryūjin Jakka finally changed. It emitted a red glow.
The glow spread to Finn, quickly covering his entire body.
Finn felt a strange sensation, as if his soul was communicating with Ryūjin Jakka. It was a peculiar feeling.
As their souls communicated, the glow intensified, but Finn suddenly felt his special energy rapidly decreasing!!
"What’s going on?" Feeling his special energy disappearing, Finn looked at Ryūjin Jakka.
"Is this your doing?" he silently pondered, feeling his special energy rapidly decreasing, but new energy was still flowing into his body every second.
"Do you need energy?" He decided not to worry about it, as long as it didn’t drain him completely. It was no different from normal energy consumption. He could recover after resting.
But after a while, Ryūjin Jakka’s energy absorption didn’t stop, and Finn began to panic. This thing really wanted to drain him dry?
He didn’t know what would happen if his special energy was completely depleted, so he could only pray he could recover.
Just as his energy was about to be exhausted, Ryūjin Jakka stopped absorbing it. At the sa ti, a sentence appeared in Finn’s mind.
"All things, turn to ash, Ryūjin Jakka!!!"
Finn knew this was the Shikai command. Ryūjin Jakka had cald down. He picked it up again.
This ti, it felt completely different. Before, it felt like an ordinary sword.
Now, Finn felt he could freely use Ryūjin Jakka’s power.
According to the original story, using a Zanpakutō required spiritual pressure, but for so reason, Finn could use Ryūjin Jakka with his special energy.
Perhaps it was due to the different worlds. Different paths, sa destination.
Finn wasn’t a researcher; thinking about such details was pointless.
Grrr——
Finn rubbed his rumbling stomach and smiled wryly. "I’m so hungry, let’s get sothing to eat."
Rembering the flying fish he’d caught, Finn’s mouth watered. He eagerly cut a piece of at and roasted it on the spot.
Since he’d eaten the last wing the previous night, he had to eat the body.
After slling it to confirm the at wasn’t spoiled, Finn happily roasted it, swallowing his overflowing saliva.
Finally, when the fish was cooked, Finn eagerly took a bite...
"So disgusting~~~~" Finn’s face instantly crumpled. Strange tastes filled his mouth, worse than eating sothing incredibly awful.
...
"Huh? A massive fire broke out in the West Wasteland Forest? A mountain peak was completely lted?" In Fiore Kingdom, in the center of Magnolia Town,
there was a wizard guild called Fairy Tail, a top-tier guild in Fiore.
Currently, inside the Fairy Tail guild, a man with orange spiky hair, a circle of stubble around his mouth, and a dark green cloak stood before the request board, looking at a request slip.
The most striking thing on the slip was a large ’S’.
The man thought for a mont, then took the slip, went downstairs to the bar, and said to a seemingly very short old man, "Master, I’ll take this job."
The master opened his eyes, glanced at the slip, and nodded. "Be careful, Gildarts."
Ten days later, Finn still hadn’t left the forest.
He couldn’t understand. What kind of forest was this? Why couldn’t he get out?
"Could it be that no humans live in this world? Is this world still in its primitive state?" The thought panicked him. If that were true, he would be the only human in this world.
He couldn’t imagine the loneliness of being the only person left in the world. It would drive him mad.
"Is anyone there???"
Finn’s shout echoed through the forest, but only startled birds.
After a long ti, Finn reluctantly accepted the fact that he might have to play a single-player ga for the rest of his life in this world. Shaking his head, he carved a mark on the ground to help him find his way back.
Then he turned back.
On the way, he passed a place where the trees were reduced to bare trunks, with a huge crater in the center, filled with solidified lava.
This was where Finn had tested Ryūjin Jakka’s power, choosing a rocky hill, thinking it wouldn’t cause much damage.
He’d underestimated Ryūjin Jakka’s power. The mont he activated its Shikai, the intense heat of the sun’s surface erupted.
The 6000-degree Celsius flas lted the hill beneath his feet and ignited the surrounding forest. At that mont, Finn knew he’d made a huge mistake.
He quickly deactivated Shikai, but the flas had already ignited the forest. As the forest was about to beco a sea of fire, heavy rain suddenly fell, saving Finn.
From then on, Finn never used Shikai in the forest again, and this gave him a clear understanding of his power.
Just as Finn was about to leave and return to his small cave, he suddenly spotted a figure in the deep pit, crouching beside the solidified rock, seemingly observing sothing.
Finn froze.
"Is that...? A person? A living person?"
At that mont, the man below seed to sense soone nearby and stood up. He had orange hair and a worn-out coat.
It was Gildarts, on a mission.
Gildarts looked at Finn, his eyes filled with doubt. Why was there a human in this desolate, primitive forest?
Sensing the imnse magical power within the person, Gildarts’ eyes turned serious. The thing that caused the fire in this area might be this person.
All he had to do was subdue him and hand him over to the council, and the mission would be complete.
However, when Gildarts got a closer look, he was startled. The person who could have caused such widespread destruction was a child? And the child didn’t seem malicious.
So Gildarts decided to observe the situation. If the child was harmless, the mission would fail.
After all, the mission was to investigate the incident. If it was a demon, they had to exterminate it, but that didn’t include children.
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