Your destiny is to fight against the darkness until the very end!

“Urgh—”
Under Might Guy’s gaze, Kisame’s Adam’s apple bobbed, and then he opened his mouth to spit out a clump of viscous monster cells.
“Kisame, what… what is that?” Guy’s expression changed.
Kisame looked at Might Guy, silent for a moment. Then, in a calm yet meaningful tone, he said,
“Guy, do you know? This world is tedious and false, full of talk about bloodlines, destiny, and causality.
Some are chosen as the Child of Prophecy before they’re even born, destined to become saviors and rescue the world.
Others, even if they give everything they have—even burn their very lives—can only shine for an instant, fleeting as a meteor in the night sky.
In this world, the protagonist is born a protagonist; the supporting characters remain in the background for life; the villains are forever mere scenery.
Everyone’s fate is meticulously arranged by some invisible hand, spoken through so-called sages who recount dreams of prophecy, guiding the shinobi world to its inevitable end.
People like you and me are mere pieces on the board, puppets, marionettes with invisible strings.
It’s darkness—nothing but darkness…
But, Might Guy!”
Suddenly raising his voice, Kisame ignored whether Guy understood or not, pried open his mouth, and with a manic laugh bellowed, “Your fate is to fight against the darkness until the very end!!”
Before his words had even faded, he stuffed the monster cell into Guy’s mouth.
With a gulp, Guy swallowed it.
A few seconds passed.
Might Guy’s eyes flew open wide, his eyeballs bulging, sweat pouring from every part of him until he was drenched, as if he’d just climbed out of a river.
At the same time, his skin reddened again, his bones cracking audibly, and his meridians seemed to burst like fireworks, making his whole body convulse uncontrollably.
“Guy, tell me—how do you feel now?” Kisame asked.
“Kisame… it hurts… It hurts even more than opening the Eight Gates…” Guy managed to say through gritted teeth, his eyes rolling back.
Seeing this, Kisame grabbed Guy by the collar, hauled him up, and slapped him hard across the face.
“Hang in there! Stay conscious!”
“Ah!”
Guy let out a roar, clenching his teeth and fists, veins bulging on his face as he stubbornly endured.
He managed to hold on—he didn’t pass out.
After a while, the turmoil in Guy’s body gradually subsided.
“How do you feel now?” Kisame asked again.
“It’s incredible.”
Guy murmured, a look of disbelief on his face as he touched his body, excitement lighting his features. “Kisame! The injuries I got from the Eight Gates are completely healed—it’s as if I have a brand new body. Right now… my youth is burning, and I’m brimming with power!”
With that, he swung his arms and leaped up from the ground.
Oh?
Kisame was surprised.

He hadn’t expected Might Guy to absorb the monster cells and complete his evolution so quickly. It seemed Guy’s potential and willpower far surpassed that of Gari and Mangetsu Hozuki.
If that’s the case…
“Wait, it’s not over yet.”
Saying this, Kisame spat out two more writhing clumps of monster cells and handed them to Guy. “Keep going. Let your youth burn even more fiercely.”
“Alright!”
Without hesitation, Guy swallowed the monster cells—after all, Kisame would never harm him.
The monster cells took effect almost instantly.
“Hrrngh…”
Under Kisame’s watchful eyes, Guy suddenly let out a guttural growl, his body arching like a giant prawn.
His entire skin irreversibly turned scarlet, and his once bowl-cut hair shot straight up, every strand bristling—he truly looked like a Super Saiyan.
A terrifying surge of chakra pulsed from within him, causing small stones all around to float into the air, suspended by the force.
Ten minutes later, everything fell silent once more.
Click, click, click.
The floating stones tumbled to the ground one after another.
But Guy stood there, head bowed, motionless for a long time.
“Guy?”
Kisame called out, quietly moving a few steps back, then raised his stitched index finger.
Whoosh!
The needle shot out like lightning, aiming straight for Guy’s face. It was about to hit, but then stopped abruptly—less than two centimeters from Guy’s skin.
It was because Guy’s body had reacted automatically, two fingers snapping out to catch the needle in midair.
This attack jolted Guy from his stupor.
Slowly, he raised his head, eyes burning with frenzy—his reason all but lost.
“Calm down.”
Kisame commanded, sending out a thread of chakra from his finger, looping it around Guy a dozen times, binding his arms and legs tightly.
However, this only seemed to enrage Guy further.
“Roar!”
With a tiger-like bellow, a surge of overwhelming power exploded from within Guy, shattering the chakra threads in an instant.
Like a beast breaking free, he charged at Kisame with the force of a loosed arrow.
A moment later, Kisame was sent flying by the collision.
Bang!
He soared through the air for over ten meters before smashing into the trunk of a large tree. The impact sent the tree shaking violently, leaves raining down in a flurry.
Looking down at his chest, Kisame saw a massive bruise—painful, but not serious.

Kisame was born with a robust physique, further strengthened through relentless training. On top of that, he had devoured four ninja swords in succession, each imbuing him with their metallic elements, subtly reforging his body.
Now, his physical resilience was every bit the match for the Yotsuki clan of the Cloud Village.
That was the only reason he could withstand a collision from Might Guy that was like being hit by a freight train.
At that moment—
Whoosh.
Guy launched himself again, leaping into the air with a high-speed spinning low kick, aimed straight at Kisame.
Leaf Whirlwind.
“At last, an opponent I can truly let loose on,”
Kisame laughed to himself, not intending to subdue Guy with monster cells, but instead stepping forward to test his strength.
Swish.
Kisame advanced a step, raising his steel left arm and swinging it forward, meeting Guy’s incoming leg.
Yet, the sound produced was not a dull thud of flesh, but—
An explosive boom.
Boom!
The explosive blade tattoo on Kisame’s left arm activated at point-blank range, unleashing a blast that sent Guy rocketing into the air, his body tumbling out of control.
Whoosh.
Seizing the opportunity, Kisame leapt up, and like a volleyball spike, smashed Guy down to the ground.
Crash.
Guy crashed to earth like a falling star, gouging a three-meter-deep crater into the ground as dust billowed high.
Kisame had claimed a round.
But only a few seconds passed before—
Guy stood up again, bursting from the dust, eyes wild as he lunged at Kisame.
Bang! Bang! Bang!
In the heart of the death forest, the two clashed with bone-crunching force, like twin humanoid dinosaurs locked in battle, tearing through the forest from one end to the other.
The landscape was quickly reduced to utter ruin.
Finally, as dazzling lightning flashed through the woods—
Kisame unleashed his Shark-Tail Lightning Whip, catching Guy off guard with a Dragon’s Tail Strike, sending him flying.
Crash, crash.
Guy barreled through over a dozen trees, finally hitting the ground and rolling dozens of times before at last losing consciousness.