As soon as the portal closed behind him, Noah dropped Jigen's charred body onto a stone platform.
He placed his hand on the scorched skull's forehead and murmured,
"Eternal Dream."
Isshiki's mental barriers were complex, built to resist invasions, but his soul was weak, so Noah didn't need to put in much effort.
The memories began to flow into his mind.
First, he saw the Ōtsutsuki homeworld:
Towers of crystalline mineral floated in altered gravity above a vast, rocky planet devoid of plants or oceans.
Then came memories of the hierarchy: a dominant caste made up of designated pairs, always traveling in duos. One member of the main clan and one from the branch, destined for sacrifice. Kaguya was meant to be Isshiki's sacrifice—but she betrayed him.
Isshiki had coordinates assigned for two worlds, fertile worlds detected by the Clan due to their dense energy cores. The first was the Shinobi world. As for the other, there was no information beyond the coordinates.
"So that's why he had another Juubi with him."
If not for Kaguya's betrayal, Isshiki would have cultivated the God Tree in the Shinobi world until it withered, then used the Juubi to grow fruits in the other one. Noah memorized the coordinates and planned to travel there once he was done with Isshiki.
The memories then focused on a black sphere with spinning symbols inside: the Karma Seal.
Karma, as Noah understood from these memories, wasn't just a mark. It was a backup—a fully compressed copy containing a fragment of the soul and genetic data of an Ōtsutsuki in which they could deposit their consciousness. When implanted into another being, Karma activated like a virus. At first, it merely granted powers, but over time, it rewrote the host's body and soul cell by cell until the original was reborn, completely replacing the previous one.
Noah exhaled slowly.
"A forced reincarnation… useful to save lives, though inefficient without full control. I suppose I can improve it in the future."
Finally, the memories stopped at the most crucial part: the God Tree.
First, an Ōtsutsuki had to leave their Karma seal in a suitable vessel for reincarnation before being devoured by the Juubi, which was essentially the seed of the world tree.
Absorbing an Ōtsutsuki allowed the seed to germinate and become the God Tree.
The process took centuries, but eventually, the tree would rise and begin absorbing all the world's life energy.
When mature, the tree bore a single fruit every 1,000 years: the Chakra Fruit, which contained all the genetic and spiritual information of that planet.
Once harvested, the tree would continue absorbing until the planet was drained of all life energy, leaving behind a hollow shell.
"The entire planet turned into a single bite…" Noah murmured.
A few days later, Noah decided to explore the world whose coordinates he had extracted from Isshiki's memory.
Visualizing the coordinates in his mind, he let his Elder Blood do the rest.
A second later, blue sparks appeared in front of him before vanishing.
Noah instantly understood what had happened: his mana wasn't enough to open a spatial passage to such a distant planet.
This was because, within a universe, Noah had to rely solely on his own mana to travel between worlds, whereas outside a universe, he could receive help from the energy of the void—though he didn't yet know that.
Noah didn't mind. He simply took out the magic door and input the coordinates.
The magic door allowed him to travel 100,000 light-years away, and luckily for him, the world he wanted to reach was within that range.
On the other side of the door, a dense, humid, and dark forest greeted him. Trees over a hundred meters tall rose like natural columns. The ground was covered in thick roots and moss, and the air smelled strongly of sap and earth.
Wasting no time, Noah donned the Invisibility Cloak and began walking. There were no signs of civilization—only the distant sounds of insects and the crunch of wood beneath his steps.
After a few minutes, the ground trembled slightly.
Noah stopped and scanned his surroundings.
Between the trees, a giant gorilla emerged—about ten meters tall. It walked calmly, pushing aside branches with the backs of its hands. Its breathing was steady. It passed a few meters from Noah without noticing him.
A faint noise in the bushes broke the stillness.
From the undergrowth, a man nearly three meters tall appeared—dark-skinned, with black feathered wings and long braided hair. He carried two stone axes and wore tattered leather rags. Without hesitation, he leapt at the gorilla from the air.
The fight was immediate.
The man flew with ease, attacking from different angles. He was clearly experienced in combat: striking vulnerable spots and dodging efficiently. The gorilla, on the other hand, relied on brute force. Every blow shook the ground but rarely connected. Still, its endurance was impressive. The axe cuts barely made it flinch.
The tide turned when the gorilla managed to grab the winged man's arm.
It slammed him into the ground—once, twice, three times.
The impact left the man injured, with a visibly broken wing.
The gorilla approached to finish him off.
Without rising, the man opened his mouth and formed a small black sphere in front of him. It was dense and seemed to absorb the surrounding light.
He launched it straight into the gorilla's chest.
The projectile pierced through and detonated from within—without sound or light—collapsing its chest. The gorilla fell without another sound.
The man breathed heavily. He tried to get up, but his body wouldn't respond. He fainted seconds later.
Noah stepped out from the edge of the clearing and approached.
He silently observed the bodies. Then, grabbing both the man and the gorilla, he brought them into his laboratory to experiment on them.
He activated two biological analysis capsules and placed the bodies inside. The structure closed with a soft hiss, and scanners immediately began sweeping them with beams of blue light.
In the first capsule, the gorilla's data started appearing on floating screens.
Noah crossed his arms as he observed the results.
"This is rather disappointing..."
The data showed that, aside from its massive size, the gorilla was fairly ordinary—similar to other species registered in the database.
"Let's move on to the next one."
Noah activated the scanner on the second capsule.
The winged man's body was stable, although it showed signs of severe physical stress. The readings confirmed multiple fractures, controlled internal bleeding, and widespread muscular wear.
His life energy was remarkably high, although nearly depleted at that moment. However, it was regenerating steadily, albeit slowly.
What caught Noah's attention next was more intriguing.
The system cross-referenced the genetic data with the kekkei genkai registry. The result showed a 90% match with several elemental ability lines.
"Unregistered Kekkei Genkai," Noah read on the interface.
The fusion in question was between Yin nature and Fire. An unusual combination. According to the analysis, the black sphere the man had launched was a direct manifestation of this kekkei genkai, activated at the cost of his own life energy.
The system also detected a second kekkei genkai, currently inactive.
It was related to the man's feathered wings, though the scanner indicated it couldn't manifest due to an energy deficit.
Once the analysis was complete, Noah placed a hand on the capsule and closed his eyes.
Reading the mind of a being without mental defenses or spiritual resistance was as easy as flipping through an open book. He encountered almost no obstacles.
In seconds, the man's memories flashed before his eyes. Scattered fragments at first, then clearer and more organized. Faces, landscapes, sounds, basic emotions—everything was recorded.
The world he was in was primitive. On the surface, colossal creatures dominated—there were even dinosaurs asserting their presence in every corner of the ecosystem. Humanoids were just small pieces within this wild balance.
There were two intelligent tribes in this place.
The Gurka tribe, to which the man belonged, was a barbaric, nomadic society adapted to surviving among beasts. Dark-skinned, black-winged, and with a culture centered on hunting, combat, and raiding. They were guided by strength. They lived in caves, under giant trees, or among natural ruins. They attacked in small groups and preferred direct confrontations.
The other was the Tratos tribe.
Pale-skinned, white-winged, and more structured in their organization. They had begun to form stable settlements, used more refined tools, and rudimentary written language. They had even developed primitive forms of architecture—homes raised on stone platforms, small irrigation systems, and basic hierarchies.
Conflict between the two tribes was constant. The Gurka tribe frequently raided the Tratos settlements, leading to increasingly violent clashes.
One detail caught Noah's attention.
Both tribes possessed special abilities. In the man's memories, Noah saw combat scenes: members of the Tratos tribe fired white blasts from their palms, similar to laser beams. In some cases, they used the energy to blind with sudden flashes; in others, they concentrated it into precise, direct shots.
The image immediately reminded him of Kizaru's abilities from the One Piece world.
After reflecting for a few minutes on how to proceed with his plans, Noah left the man unconscious and the gorilla's corpse where he had found them, then rose into the sky.
As he looked at the unconscious man, whose wounds had fully healed and whose strength had even improved thanks to some modifications Noah had made, the plans he had devised for this man flashed in his mind.
"I hope you don't disappoint me."
Noah's eyes glowed as he thought about his next move, and with a flash, he vanished into the sky.
At the same time, the winged man on the ground woke up, and confusion flooded his mind for a moment before clarity returned.
"Ha ha ha! The gods! The gods have blessed me with their gift! I, Orkus, am destined to rule this world!"
Jumping to his feet, the man looked at the gorilla lying on the ground and began skinning it with his axes.
When he finished, he draped the still-bloody gorilla hide over his shoulders like a cloak.
Satisfied, Orkus grabbed the gorilla by the ankle and began dragging it toward the cave he called home.