Rising from void

Drifting in endless space, the warriors struggled to keep their minds intact. With Astra Prime gone, they had lost everything—except each other. They needed a plan. Training wasn't enough. They needed allies, knowledge, and weapons capable of countering the Anti-Spiral's absolute erasure.

The void around them was an endless abyss of darkness, stretching beyond comprehension. Their bodies floated aimlessly, but their minds burned with determination. None of them had ever known true defeat before, but this was something far worse than simple failure. Their home, their people, their very existence had been erased as if it had never been. And yet, they still remained. Why? Was it luck? Or had the Anti-Spiral spared them for a reason?

Naruto clenched his fists, his chakra flaring around him. "We can't just float here forever. We need to move, to do something."

Gojo's six eyes glowed faintly in the darkness. He could sense something—a pulse of energy, distant but undeniable. "There's something out there," he said. "A force unlike anything I've seen before."

Sukuna scoffed. "And what if it's another trap? What if we're being lured into oblivion?"

Toji, who had been silent up until now, narrowed his eyes. "Then we fight. We've already lost everything. There's nothing left to fear."

With that, they focused their energy and propelled themselves forward through the emptiness, following the pulse Gojo had detected. The void was not completely empty—shattered remnants of other lost civilizations drifted through the nothingness. Ruins of once-great cities, weapons of unimaginable power now useless and forgotten, and the skeletal remains of creatures that had long since been erased. It was a graveyard of the cosmos, proof that Astra Prime was not the first to fall—and likely wouldn't be the last.

After what felt like an eternity, they finally reached the source of the energy pulse. A broken world, cracked and dying, but still clinging to the last remnants of existence. As they landed, the surface beneath them crumbled like ash, the planet's core struggling to maintain its last flickers of life.

A voice echoed through the ruins, old and weary. "You are the last survivors… the final warriors of a doomed reality."

They turned to see an ancient figure, draped in tattered robes, his form flickering as if he were barely holding onto existence. His eyes held the weight of countless ages, filled with sorrow and knowledge.

"Who are you?" Gojo asked, stepping forward.

"I was once a guardian, like you," the old being replied. "A defender of my world. But I failed, just as you have."

Naruto's eyes burned with determination. "We haven't failed yet. We're still here, and we're going to take the fight to the Anti-Spiral."

The old guardian gave a sad smile. "You do not understand the nature of your enemy. The Anti-Spiral is not something you fight. It is an idea, a force that exists beyond time and space. It does not wage war; it simply removes. How do you fight something that does not acknowledge your existence?"

Sukuna smirked. "Then we make it acknowledge us."

The old guardian sighed, but there was a glimmer of hope in his expression. "If you truly wish to challenge the Anti-Spiral, then you must grow beyond what you are now. Strength alone will not save you. You must evolve."

He gestured to the ruins around them. "This world once held the knowledge of the Spiral Force—a power that defies erasure, a force that pushes beyond limitations. The Anti-Spiral feared it, which is why they destroyed us. But fragments of that knowledge still remain."

Gojo exchanged glances with the others. "Then we find it. We master it."

The old guardian nodded. "But beware—this path will break you. To overcome the Anti-Spiral, you must surpass the very limits of existence itself."

Naruto grinned. "Limits? We've never cared about those."

With that, their journey truly began. They had lost their home, their people, and everything they once knew. But they had gained something else—purpose. The Anti-Spiral had made one mistake: it had let them live.

And now, they would make the universe remember them.