Survival

The initiation ceremony was a spectacle of tradition, hierarchy, and raw power.

The Hall of Fame, now packed to its very edges, thrummed with energy as the swearing ceremony resumed—this time with Nioh at the center. Grimmes had brought him here not just to introduce him but to make a statement.

A few Conquerors stepped forward, standing in open opposition. Their eyes bore into Nioh, full of disdain, curiosity, and something deeper—hostility.

"This one does not belong," one of them declared, his voice sharp as a blade.

"He is an anomaly," another sneered. "Will you force him into our ranks, Grimmes?"

Grimmes let out a low chuckle, his amusement evident. He didn't move, didn't even straighten his posture. And yet—his aura shifted.

A crushing force swept across the room.