Beginning

Someone named Reikar was a full time sumo wrestler and he gave his whole life to sumo.a normal person living normal life.Thats untill he lost a match.and was humiliated after.he trained harder and came back but still lost. 4 more years worth of training he finally challenged both of his former opponents who he lost to and actually won! But then.....he feel a dark presence behind him. Hes beyond something he never thought what it was. He called him self AB18. AB18 said reikar you're far more greater than what you are now. You have something inside you. Reikar wasn't fazed and said stop joking around! And gave direct challenge to AB18. AB18 says very well a spar it is then. Reikar was near to dead with one singular blow and AB18 said...."you're something no one will ever surpass I'll leave you alive for now.."Reikar barely clings to consciousness. His body is broken, his strength shattered. He struggles to breathe, every inch of him screaming in pain.

Through the dust and ruin of the arena, AB18 steps closer. The glow of his eyes pierces the darkness, his presence still overwhelming. He looks down at the fallen warrior—not with mockery, but with something deeper.

"I can't let you die," AB18 mutters. His voice, for the first time, carries something almost… thoughtful. "You are far more than this."

The sumo champion barely manages to lift his head, his vision blurred. More than this? What does he mean?

AB18 sighs, almost as if disappointed. "You're not ready… but you will be."

He kneels down, placing a single hand on the sumo champion's chest. Instantly, a surge of energy flows through his body—not to harm, but to heal. His shattered bones realign, his breath stabilizes, and consciousness returns fully.

AB18 stands up. "I'll have to let you live… at least… for now."

With that, he turns, stepping into the shadows. Within seconds, he vanishes—leaving nothing but an eerie silence behind.

The sumo champion sits up, his mind racing. AB18 had the power to destroy him effortlessly… yet he let him live. Why?

Was this mercy? Or was it something far greater?

Days past he is still thinking what happened.Reikar was looking for answers.

Reikar clenches his fists. His pride had been shattered, his strength meaningless against AB18. But that defeat… it wasn't the end. It was the beginning.

He stands up, his body aching but alive, his mind racing with questions. What did AB18 mean? What was he truly capable of? And why was he spared?

There is only one way to find out.

He will chase after AB18. He will uncover the truth.

But he knows one thing for sure—he is not strong enough. Not yet.

For the first time, his training will not be for sumo, not for bodybuilding, not for any competition. This will be training beyond human limits.

He seeks out masters—fighters, monks, warriors who have trained in ways far beyond the physical. He pushes his body and mind to new extremes, breaking the boundaries of strength, speed, and endurance.

Months pass.

His body evolves once again—not just massive, but precise, controlled, efficient. His spirit sharpens. His aura changes. He begins to feel something… new. Something awakening within him.

And then, one day, he senses it—a presence.

AB18… watching. Waiting.

The time for answers is coming.

Reikar does not rush. He does not seek AB18 yet. He trains.

Every day, every night—pushing beyond pain, beyond exhaustion, beyond what he once thought possible.

He meditates in the freezing mountains, controlling his breath until his heart beats in perfect rhythm with the world.

He spars with warriors from every discipline—muay thai, jiu-jitsu, samurai swordmasters—absorbing their techniques, blending them into his own.

He lifts impossible weights, swims against raging currents, runs until his muscles scream for mercy. And then… he keeps going.

Weeks turn into months. Months into years.

His body, once built for pure size and power, has become something else—a perfect fusion of strength, speed, and precision. His mind, once focused only on winning, is now sharpened into something far greater.

And then, one night, as he trains under the stars… he feels it.

A presence.

Watching.

Waiting.

He does not turn around. He does not speak. He simply continues his training, knowing that when AB18 is ready…

The real test will begin.

The sumo champion or the man known as Reikar,stands still, his breath steady. He knew this moment would come.

From the darkness, AB18 steps forward. His glowing eyes scan the warrior before him, sensing the transformation—the raw power, the sharpened focus, the mastery beyond mere muscle.

But AB18 does not attack. Instead, he crosses his arms and smirks.

"I'm not here to fight," he says. "But to test you."

With a snap of his fingers, the air shimmers. A figure steps out of the shadows.

A man—tall, lean, dressed in sleek combat gear. His stance is disciplined, his eyes sharp. But compared to AB18, his presence is… lesser.

"This is AU087," AB18 says. "The weakest soldier under my command."

The sumo champion narrows his eyes. Weakest? Then why does the air around this soldier still feel so… dangerous?

AB18 steps back, his expression unreadable. "If you can't defeat him, you're not even worth my time."

AU087 cracks his neck, rolling his shoulders. "Don't take me lightly," he mutters. "I may be the weakest… but I am still above humans."

The sumo champion takes his stance. His training has led to this moment. It's time to see just how far he's come.

The battle begins.

How does it start? Does AU087 strike first, or does Reikar take the initiative?

We'll see it in next chapter.