Chapter 84. Beacon of Light

Bali, Indonesia

The island of the Hindu had turned into a battleground. The legendary Naga Taksaka, a serpent of collosal size and power, slithered through the city, his golden eyes gleaming with fury. Each movement of his colossal body shattered buildings and sent tremors across the land. Civilians fled in terror as the military's efforts proved useless against the kaiju's overwhelming might.

But then—a beacon of light descended from the sky.

A towering blue giant, radiating an aura of peace and power, landed gracefully amidst the destruction. His presence alone caused a wave of relief to wash over the people. The light of Ultraman Cosmos had arrived.

"Grrrrrrr!!! Who are you?!" Taksaka roared, his voice shaking the earth itself. "You dare stand before the Great Taksaka?!"

Satria—now in his Ultraman Cosmos form—tilted his head slightly, his luminous blue eyes calm yet firm.

"Chill, bro~" he spoke telepathically, his voice carrying both wisdom and humor. "I'm a wise man who prefers solving problems without violence whenever possible. And lucky for you, I have a degree in psychology from Harvard! First session is free, so tell me—what's really bothering you? Maybe we can work something out?"

The Naga's eyes twitched.

"YOU TALK TOO MUCH! DIE!!!"

With a violent hiss, Taksaka swung his massive tail like a whip, the sheer force splitting the ground beneath it.

Satria swiftly raised his arms in a defensive stance, his feet firmly planted as he absorbed the impact. The shockwave from the collision sent debris flying in all directions, but the blue giant remained unmoved.

"Sigh... I guess our fists have to do the talking first," Satria muttered. He clenched his fists, his muscles tensing with excitement. "Alright, big guy. Let's have a proper chat—through combat!"

At that moment, a familiar voice echoed in his mind.

[Do you want me to activate your Speed Force power?]

His system had detected an opportunity to use one of his most powerful abilities—Speed Force—which granted him light-fast reflexes, precognition, and immeasurable speed.

But Satria smirked.

"Nah~" he responded internally. "My martial arts are enough. Combining my Ultra strength with Speed Force would be overkill, and where's the fun in that?"

He cracked his knuckles and took a deep breath, his energy focusing on his next move.

"Heavenly Hand of Defense: Armor Form!"

As Taksaka lunged forward with another devastating strike, Satria absorbed the force of the attack into his own body, redirecting it through his core. Then, in one fluid motion—

BOOM!

The energy was reflected back at Taksaka, sending the massive serpent reeling in pain.

"Guaaahhh!!!" Taksaka roared, his body convulsing from the force of his own attack. His golden eyes widened in disbelief. "Why... why does my own strength hurt me?!"

But Satria wasn't done. He pressed the advantage, refusing to give his enemy a chance to recover.

"Gathering Light: Consecutive Strike!"

Channeling the speed and precision of Aikido, Satria delivered three lightning-fast blows to Taksaka's vital points—

The glabella (forehead) – disorienting his vision.

The philtrum (above the lips) – disrupting his balance.

The chin – sending a powerful shockwave through his skull.

Each strike landed with pinpoint accuracy, causing the great serpent to stagger backward.

"Unforgivable...!" Taksaka seethed, his vision blurring. 'Strong! Who is this guy?! Is he perhaps holding back against me?! The one known as the King of Naga!'

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Hero Hunter: "Hahahaha!!! He's a martial artist like me, huh?! But he's not just some amateur throwing punches—every strike he lands is precise and deadly. This guy doesn't fight just to overpower; he fights to eliminate. I NEED to test my skills against him!"

Robin: "Strength, Speed, and Technique... It's like facing Superman, Flash, and Batman all combined into one entity. If someone like him ever turned against humanity... that would be a global crisis."

White Lady: "Wooooah!!! So this is the power of the admin in this group?! It's like watching a live-action mecha anime! A giant warrior battling a legendary kaiju—IT'S FREAKING AWESOME!!!"

Pervert Sage: "This kid is just getting started. He's already terrifying, but the real nightmare? He keeps evolving. Day by day, fight by fight, he's becoming stronger, faster, sharper... It's exciting, sure—but also terrifying."

Kazuma-sama: "Pfft—nah, you guys are overthinking this. For me, @BangSat is pure Chaotic Neutral. He's not the type to go around wrecking people just because he can. As long as you don't piss him off, you're fine. But if you do... Well, let's just say I'd rather reincarnate AGAIN than be on his bad side."

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The once-mighty Naga Taksaka lay sprawled on the ground, his colossal form trembling from the devastating blows dealt by the so-called Hero of Kindness. His scales cracked, his breathing ragged, and his pride shattered.

Yet, even as pain wracked his body, his fury burned hotter than ever.

Satria, standing tall in his Ultraman Cosmos form, looked down at the injured serpent with calm, piercing eyes.

"Are you ready to have a conversation now?" he asked, his voice carrying neither mockery nor arrogance—just genuine concern.

"Destroying this city isn't cool, bro. Families are being torn apart, lives are being ruined, and the long-term economic damage will haunt this place for years. And let's not even get started on the psychological trauma—"

"SILENCE!!!"

Taksaka roared in defiance, forcing himself back onto his coils despite the agony. His rage refused to let him listen to the words of a mere mortal in a giant's skin.

"Who do you think you are to lecture ME?! I am the King of Naga, Taksaka!"

With a final, desperate act of defiance, the Naga opened his massive jaws and spewed a corrosive breath of death toward Satria. The air shimmered with toxic fumes, and the ground sizzled wherever the deadly mist touched.

But Satria didn't flinch.

Raising a single hand, he summoned a golden, square-shaped barrier that absorbed the attack with ease, dispersing the venomous mist before it could cause any further destruction.

As the serpent reeled in shock, Satria strode forward, unshaken.

With a mere wave of his hand, the barrier shifted—twisting, expanding, morphing—until it engulfed Taksaka in a luminous golden prison.

This was Moon Reverspike, an ability that not only restrained but neutralized the target's power entirely.

Taksaka thrashed and roared, his massive tail slamming into the barrier with full force. Yet no matter how much he struggled, the golden prison refused to budge.

"W-What is this sorcery?! LET ME GO!!!"

Satria merely sighed. "You had your chance, bro. Now, let's end this before you embarrass yourself further—"

Just as he gathered pulsating light into his palm to finish the job, a sudden gust of wind swept through the battlefield.

A mysterious, ethereal presence descended from above.

"Stop!"

The voice was gentle yet commanding, like a whisper that could shatter mountains.

Before Satria, a radiant woman hovered in the air, her presence exuding both divine grace and undeniable authority. Her flowing dark hair, adorned with golden ornaments, framed a face that seemed both ageless and serene.

Her eyes, however, burned with power.

Satria lowered his hand, his curiosity piqued.

"Who are you?"

The woman floated closer, her glowing robes billowing around her like a celestial river.

"My name is Kadru, mighty one," she introduced herself, inclining her head in respect. "I am this boy's mother—and a Goddess of the Hindu Pantheon."

Taksaka flinched at her presence, his earlier bravado wilting like a dying ember.

"I deeply apologize for my son's reckless actions. He has forgotten his place."

Satria raised an eyebrow. "If he's supposed to be protecting this land, then why is he wrecking it instead?"

Kadru sighed, casting a disappointed glance at her son.

"The Naga were once tasked with guarding this world under the command of the Garuda, but my son has allowed his personal grievances to cloud his duty."

"Mother, I was merely **teaching these greedy humans a lesson—""

Kadru's sharp gaze silenced him instantly.

"Do you forget the treaty we swore upon?" she said coldly.

Taksaka froze, his defiance melting into something resembling fear.

"We are forbidden to interfere with mortals. If the Celestials catch wind of your actions, they will not only erase you—but ALL of us."

A heavy silence fell over the battlefield.

Satria's eyes narrowed at the mention of the Celestials.

'So even the gods of this world fear them… Interesting.'

For the first time in a long while, excitement flickered in Satria's heart.

Ever since gaining his powers, very few things had genuinely challenged him. He hated unnecessary battles, but the thrill of testing his limits against the unknown?

That was something he couldn't ignore.

"Celestials, huh?" Satria mused aloud. "I wonder… just how strong are they?"

A small, competitive grin formed on his lips.

Kadru studied him carefully, sensing something far more dangerous behind his calm demeanor.

'This man… he is not bound by the laws of this world.'

'He is beyond us.'

And that, more than anything, terrified her.

As the fight settled, the people of Bali and tourists began to gather, their fear slowly replaced by awe.

Instead of running, they held up cameras and phones, risking everything to capture the breathtaking moment—the warrior of light, a beacon of hope, standing victorious against the legendary King of Naga.

And then, something even more astonishing happened.

As they watched the warrior raise his palm, a golden light surged forth, not to destroy, but to heal.

A radiant beam engulfed Taksaka's injured form, its warmth sinking into his very being. His once battered body felt renewed, his strength returning, but more than that—his mind, once clouded by rage, felt clear for the first time in centuries.

The pain was gone.

No—he felt stronger than ever.

Taksaka's eyes widened in disbelief.

"How…? How is this possible?! I feel… I feel as if I'm in my prime again!"

For the first time in his long existence, peace—true, undisturbed peace—washed over him.

But his moment of clarity was interrupted by a voice filled with suspicion.

"You're not from around here, are you?"

The goddess Kadru, watching the scene unfold, studied the glowing giant with undeniable curiosity.

This power—it was unlike anything she had ever witnessed. It wasn't divine, yet it wasn't mortal either.

Satria stretched his arms, cracking his knuckles casually. "Who knows~?" he replied playfully.

"More importantly, it's time for your son to do the right thing."

Kadru arched an eyebrow. "And what would that be?"

Satria turned to the towering King of Naga, his expression serious.

"Apologize to the people of Bali for the damage you've caused."

Taksaka froze, his pride flaring up instantly.

"Y-You must be joking! The great me, apologize to mortals?!"

Satria smirked, his golden aura shimmering around him.

"Why not? A true king takes responsibility for his actions. A true leader acknowledges his mistakes and makes amends. Unless… you're just a self-proclaimed king, using that title to hide your own insecurities?"

The crowd gasped at Satria's words.

Taksaka's face twitched, his anger replaced by internal conflict.

The silence stretched on.

And then—

"F-FINE! Fine!"

The mighty King of Naga turned to the people and, with visible effort, bowed his massive head.

"I… Taksaka, King of Naga, deeply apologize for my actions. And you mortals… may rest assured, for the great me will become your protector from now on!"

A stunned silence followed.

And then—cheers erupted!

The once terrified citizens now looked upon the great serpent not as a monster, but as a guardian.

Satria clapped his hands together. "See? That wasn't so hard, was it?"

Then he turned back to the crowd, his voice booming with confidence.

"Did everyone hear that? Everything that happened here wasn't just some random attack—it was caused by greedy humans disturbing a sacred place without permission. And now, let me tell you all something important—"

The people listened intently, sensing the weight of his words.

"There are beings beyond humans that walk this world. Some are allies, some are enemies, but none of them deserve to be blindly feared or hated. Instead of fighting them—why not try understanding? Why not try working together?"

His golden eyes scanned the crowd, challenging them.

"You claim to be the residents of this planet, right? Then act like it. No more division based on race, belief, or ideology. If you truly love this world, then you should stand united—to protect it, to protect your families."

He let the words sink in before adding one last jab.

"Only assholes and people with parentless behavior would disagree with me! AM I RIGHT?!"

The cheers that followed were earth-shaking.

A legend was born.

Meanwhile, in the Digital Realm…

As expected, the internet exploded.

Live streams, news reports, and social media debates raged across the globe.

Forums were flooded with heated discussions about the Warrior of Light, linking him to the mystery savior who had performed miracles in the Middle East.

Some hailed him as a savior—a beacon of hope in a world drowning in darkness.

Others found him controversial, calling him arrogant and reckless.

But no one could deny the truth—

A new force had arrived.

And the world would never be the same.

Satria, now, was having an entirely different conversation—with his system AI.

"Anjay! Goldy, how was my Oscar-worthy performance? Give me a score!"

[Goldy? Is that my name now?]

"Yep! You always refused my brilliant name suggestions, so now you're stuck with a mediocre name as punishment. How does it feel, brat? Any regrets?"

[Truthfully, it's better than Johnny Sins, Satria Jr, Doraemon, GosPel, Uzumaki Bayu, Sug Madic, Miyana-Desu, Quagmire, Glory Hole, and the many other questionable names you've tried to give me.]

Satria gasped in betrayal. "HOW DARE YOU INSULT MY NAMING GENIUS?! I DEMAND TO SPEAK TO YOUR PARENTS RIGHT NOW!"

[The person you are calling is on another line. Please try again later.]

"PUCK YOU!"

Back in reality, Kadru watched the warrior with amusement.

"You are… something else, Warrior of Light."

She gave him a knowing smile before turning to her son.

"Come, Taksaka. We must return to Swarga and report what has happened here."

The great Naga hesitated, glancing back at Satria.

Something about this strange warrior made him feel… uneasy.

Yet, intrigued.

Kadru sensed her son's hesitation and smirked. "I have a feeling we will meet again, Warrior of Light. Until then—Om Swastiastu."

With a final celestial chant, the two divine beings ascended into the vast sky, leaving Satria alone.

Satria stretched, letting out a satisfied sigh.

"Huft! Finally done… And I'm starving."

He turned toward the cameras with a cheeky grin.

"Thanks for watching, everyone! See you all in the next episode! SHUWATCH!"

And with that, he soared into the sky, leaving behind a roaring crowd and a world forever changed.

Some saw him as a hero.

Others saw him as a menace.

But one thing was certain—

The Warrior of Light was no ordinary savior.

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[Mission Completed]

[25,000© will be distributed]

15,000© + 1 Surprise Box for @BangSat

5,000© + 1 Surprise Box for @Kuroneko

5,000© + 1 Surprise Box for @Evil Spirit

Hero Hunter: "Tch! Another wannabe, useless hero. What a disappointment."

Kuroneko: "You're the only useless one here. My lord may be many things, but at least he isn't a jobless bum like you."

Hero Hunter: "WHO THE HELL ARE YOU CALLING JOBLESS, YOU DAMN BRAT?!"

Kazuma-sama: "Relax, @Hero Hunter. I understand your pain as a fellow jobless man. But @Kuroneko, why do you call this idiot your 'lord'?"

Kuroneko: "Because I have devoted my body, soul, and very existence to him. He is the light of my life, and it is my duty as his blade to serve him until the end of time."

Kazuma-sama: "What kind of brainwashing nonsense is this?! @BangSat, are you trying to collect every genre in your dumb harem, you damn lolicon?!"

BangSat: "Mind your business, Lolizuma! Just admit you're jealous of my popularity phase! You better head to the succubus café and mourn your eternal bachelor status. 😜"

Kazuma-sama: "JEALOUS?! HA! Since I became rich, the town's ladies can't keep their eyes off the handsome me!"

BangSat: "Who would be dumb enough to date you? Let me guess… they're from the Axis Cult, right? 🤣"

Kazuma-sama: "NOOOOO!!! I'D RATHER DIE THAN BE WITH THOSE PSYCHOS!"

BangSat: "WKWKWKWK! Here, take a look, Kazuma! Behold the gaming room I just built in my house!"

[BangSat uploaded uploaded a picture]

Kazuma-sama: "NO FREAKING WAY! High-end PC setup, console gaming, arcade machines, and even a pool table?! This is every gamer's dream! Can I visit your world to play, Satria-sama?!"

BangSat: "Of course! Feel free to visit after the original finishes his vacation. It's gonna be legendary!"

Evil Spirit: "Oh, legendary, indeed~ But tell us, dear, how much did this gaming paradise and your so-called popularity cost you? You better not have spent our shared funds recklessly."

BangSat: "Wha—?! Blame the original! He's the one who told me to build it! I was left alone for a whole month, so obviously, I needed entertainment! 😢"

White Lady: "Wait… So he is the admin? He's not at all like I imagined."

BangSat: "Oh? New members? Sorry, I didn't notice! Who are you two?"

Robin: "Scroll up, lazy ass."

BangSat: "Ah! So we got a tsundere cookie monster and a talking spider. Great! More weirdos!"

Ruby: "WHAT?! @Hero Hunter, YOU WANT TO BE THE COOKIE MONSTER?! Back off! All cookies belong to ME!"

Hero Hunter: "I NEVER HAD SUCH A STUPID DREAM! AND DON'T CALL ME TSUNDERE, DAMN IT!"

White Lady: "Who are you calling a weirdo?! And what's your problem with a talking spider?!"

BangSat: "No problem at all! You're just… unique. So how about this? Join my Nakama, and let's search for the Two Piece together! 😎"

White Lady: "I don't know what you mean, but I'm not joining your shady little group."

BangSat: "WHAT?! WHY?! Are you sure? With me, you get three—no, FIVE meals a day, health insurance, and a monthly salary with amazing benefits! This is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity! I guarantee your success in life if you join my Nakama!"

White Lady: "Nay! Nay! I'm not falling for your scam! But I'm curious… @Evil Spirit, @Kuroneko, you both seem to have deep connections with this idiot. What's so special about him?"

Kuroneko: "He's a dependable and hilarious man. His reliability means I can trust him in any situation, and his humor makes every moment enjoyable."

Evil Spirit: *"My reasons are similar. He is incredibly dependable—someone I can always count on. And… He is very good at some stuff too. Fufu~."

White Lady: "W-WHAT?! You've already gone that far?!"

Evil Spirit: "Who knows~? 😏"

Spider-Man: "Can't argue with that. Big Brother Satria is flexible, and you can count on him anytime."

Robin: "If only he wasn't so childish and weird, this guy could be dangerous to a lot of people."

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The battlefield lay silent, save for the distant echoes of the fallen. The weight of the moment crushed down upon the heroine, leaving her speechless, emotions swirling uncontrollably as they struggled to process the sheer gravity of what had transpired.

So lost in thought was she that she failed to notice the purple shimmer of teleportation beside them.

"Oi, you girl okay?"

A familiar, energetic voice broke through the tense atmosphere.

"Why does this brat always have to end fights so dramatically—ttebayo?"

Naruto stood there, arms crossed, shaking his head at the absurdity of the situation. He already knew this would cause another uproar in this world.

"W-What is wrong with this guy? Is he not afraid of anything?"

Fran's master observed Satria from a distance, his analytical gaze filled with awe and just a tinge of disbelief. He didn't want to admit it, but the guy had a natural charisma—one that could turn him into a powerful leader if he so desired.

Suddenly, a soft white light illuminated the battlefield, signaling the return of the so-called "hero of kindness" to his human form.

Yet, at the center of it all, Satria simply grinned like a mischievous child, seeking validation from his beloved heroines.

"So? What do you think? Pretty damn cool, right?"

And just like that, his girls—his ever-loyal harem—stepped forward, their expressions filled with admiration and warmth.

"There, there~ you did well, danna-sama." Kiyohime gently patted his head, her voice filled with fondness.

"Mhm~ The way you transformed into that giant and crushed that Naga was incredible, hubby." Valiana smirked, her silver hair swaying in the breeze.

"As expected of my puppy. Well done, my boy." Fatalis chuckled, arms crossed with approval.

"You never fail to surprise me, senpai. I'm really proud to have you as a mate." Koneko's usual monotone carried a warmth that was rare for her.

"Indeed, my lord. Thou power is unmatched—it inspires me to strive for excellence, to be a blade truly worthy of you." Fran's eyes shone with unwavering devotion.

"You are indeed my proudest husband—even if you are a little mischievous sometimes~ Fufu." Kurumi playfully twirled a lock of her hair, amusement flickering in her crimson eyes.

Basking in the warmth of their praise, Satria's heart swelled with joy. There was no greater pleasure than knowing he had won their hearts—not just through power, but through sheer affection and devotion.

A little distance away, Bobon watched watched the scene unfold, his expression blank as he digested the absurdity before him.

"Have they… completely forgotten about us?"

Naruto, however, merely sighed, already numb to this level of bullshit.

"First time?"

Bobon turned toward the ninja, confusion on his face.

Naruto shrugged. "Trust me, I've seen worse."

"If this already makes you sick, imagine how much I suffer seeing this shit every day."

The exhausted voice of Albion came from Valiana's hand, the ancient dragon sounding utterly drained of life.

'You have my condolences, Albion-san.'

Bobon and Naruto shared a mutual look of pity, unable to fathom the suffering the poor dragon had endured.

But before anyone could dwell further on Albion's plight—

A golden portal suddenly tore through the space before them.

Instantly, Satria's group tensed, shifting into battle stances as an overwhelming presence emerged from the light.

The air itself grew heavier, thick with an aura that spoke of centuries of wisdom and power. A woman stepped forward, adorned in intricate mystical robes, her piercing gaze locking onto Satria as if attempting to peer into his very soul.

Naruto's expression darkened.

"Why are you here, Ancient One?"

The Sorcerer Supreme regarded him briefly before shifting her focus back to Satria.

"Patronus, to think you would bring another otherworldly entity into this realm... but this one—"

Her eyes narrowed.

"—is different. More ominous."

For the first time in centuries, the Ancient One encountered something—or rather, someone—whose future she could not see.

A blank space in the threads of time.

Her expression remained calm, but inwardly, she felt a creeping unease.

"Strange… Why am I unable to perceive you in any possible timeline? And more importantly—"

Her voice sharpened.

"—I can sense his power within you. Are you one of his champions?"

Satria smirked.

"Who?"

The Ancient One's gaze grew sharper.

"Do not play the fool, young man. What is your connection to the Lord of the Dark Dimension?"

Silence.

Then—

Satria chuckled.

"Acquaintances? Maybe? But seriously, why am I getting interrogated by a hypocrite like you?"

The Ancient One's eyes narrowed.

"How do you know—"

"Because I'm awesome?" Satria interrupted with a smug grin.

He then tilted his head, feigning innocence.

"Geez, why so tense? Are you always like this? No wonder you don't have a boyfriend."

For a moment—just a moment—there was silence.

Then, the Ancient One's expression darkened.

"You… are even worse than I imagined."

Her hands rose, arcane sigils igniting in the air, as the elements of the cosmos themselves gathered to her call.

"No need for further discussion. You will surrender the Space Stone now, or I will ensure you regret it."

The very air crackled with raw cosmic energy.

But Satria merely smirked.

"Oh? You want the Space Stone?"

Slowly, he reached into his dimensional storage—

—and pulled out the shimmering blue gem.

But instead of handing it over, his fingers tightened.

A golden aura burst from his hand, and a divine voice resonated within him.

[Fine... Get ready]

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[Sacrificing the World & Space Stone…]

[Process Complete]

[New Resistances Acquired: Time Stop Resistance, Reality Warping Resistance]

[New Skills Acquired: Reality Overwrite, Power Nullification, Fate Manipulation, Time Manipulation, Power Bestowal, Soul Manipulation, Biological Manipulation, Creation]

[NOTICE: Unique Skill The World has evolved into Ultimate Skill: The Ruler Over Heaven]

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A shockwave of cosmic energy erupted from Satria, shaking the battlefield.

The Ancient One's eyes widened in horror.

"What have you done?!"

Naruto took an involuntary step back.

"No way… Did he just become stronger?"

Bobon's appraisal skill malfunctioned, unable to process Satria's existence anymore.

"What kind of man are you?!"

Even Albion, the once-mighty dragon, felt pure disbelief.

"This isn't humanly possible…"

The heroines, however, simply smiled in satisfaction, their faith in their beloved stronger than ever.

A golden humanoid figure—Satria's Stand—manifested behind the Ancient One, its hand outstretched, ready to erase the Sorcerer Supreme from existence itself.

And Satria?

He simply stood majestic and untouchable, his smirk never fading.

"Now… you see what you're up against."

To be continued...