Zongman, Rebirth of the Heaven-Defying Kirito

It seems that, according to the character's lore, all of his misfortunes stem from his right hand.

Because Imagine Breaker can unconsciously eliminate weak supernatural powers such as 'divine protection' and 'the red thread of fate', Kamijou always encounters misfortune.

That's really true... everything has its inevitable price.

Seemingly sensing the other person's somewhat unusual gaze, Touma Kamijou assumed that the other person was still concerned about him.

So he deliberately jumped up and down a few times, with quite a few movements: "See, this little injury is nothing."

"Alright," Kirito continued, "but even if your injuries aren't serious, you still need to take care of your clothes, right?"

Looking at his own clothes, Touma Kamijou belatedly realized what was going on.

The clothes on my body—no, they can no longer be called clothes; they're just strips of cloth worn on my body.

Touma Kamijou was a little embarrassed: "Well, it seems I really do need to go back and take care of that..."

After all, things here are done, the villain has been defeated, and it's time to go back.

"Oh, right!" Touma suddenly remembered something, looked at Kirito, and asked with a hint of worry in his voice, "How is Misaka Mikoto doing?"

He kept this matter in mind. Before being taken away by the other party, Misaka Mikoto was beaten to the point of bleeding and collapsing by Accelerator.

Kirito gave him a reassuring look: "Don't worry, she's safe now. She's probably already finished her treatment, and I believe you'll be able to see her soon."

Hearing this, Touma Kamijou breathed a sigh of relief and a bright smile appeared on his face: "That's good, that's good."

Touma Kamijou glanced at the sky and realized it was getting late: "I should go home. If I stay any longer, all the bread at home will be gone."

Saying that, he turned around and left.

As for why the bread in the house was all eaten, Kirito could probably guess that it was very likely that Touma Kamijou didn't come home very late, so Index cleaned up all the food in the house.

Before parting, he turned and asked, "By the way, will we ever meet again?"

Although they only fought together once, he already considered Kirito a trustworthy partner.

Kirito said casually, "If we're meant to be, we might meet again anytime."

"Too."

But they hadn't gone far when Touma suddenly stopped, slapped his forehead, and exclaimed in annoyance, "Oh no! How could I forget to ask his name!"

My mind was filled with images of battle just now, and even now, thinking about it is still thrilling. I'm probably too excited to sleep tonight.

After all, it's not often you get to defeat someone who claims to be a 'god'.

After hesitating for a few seconds, he smiled with relief.

Just like they said, if we're meant to be, we'll meet again, and it's not too late to ask for their names then...

After a long while, it was midnight.

Accelerator suddenly opened his eyes; beneath his silver hair, the red light in his right eye had dimmed considerably.

He lay on the cold cement floor, his mind blank.

He stared blankly at the dark night sky for a few seconds before slowly sitting up, and then he recalled what had just happened.

Even though vector manipulation can alleviate physical pain, the phantom pain in my left cheek still lingers.

"I... lost?" he murmured, his voice hoarse and filled with disbelief.

Since becoming a Level 5, he has never tasted defeat.

But today, he was not only defeated by the two of them, but even his strongest plasma attack was easily neutralized, and he fell from the sky like trash.

"That's right, there's no doubt you lost." A familiar voice came from behind.

Accelerator whirled around, looking warily toward the source of the sound.

Kirito stood a few meters behind him, his two swords slung over his back, looking at him calmly.

Accelerator tensed up instantly, keeping a watchful eye on Kirito while glancing around out of the corner of his eye.

"Don't bother looking." Kirito spread his hands, his tone indifferent: "He's already left. There are only the two of us here."

The other party wasn't lying; at least the wind's trajectory told him there was no third person there.

Accelerator relaxed slightly, but remained wary: "Why are you still here?"

Kirito chuckled and teased, "Having gone through so much trouble to defeat the strongest in the academy, I'd like to hear your thoughts."

"Are you kidding me?" Accelerator didn't believe it at all.

Kirito sighed; he really couldn't understand jokes.

He shook his head and stepped forward: "Okay, I just wanted to talk to you."

"Let's chat? What do you think we have to talk about?"

Ignoring the other person's sarcasm, Kirito continued, "I'd like to ask what your opinion is on the Misaka Sisters?"

Accelerator's tone was laced with undisguised contempt: "They're just clones, puppets that can be consumed."

"You're wrong." Kirito's voice wasn't loud: "They're not expendable objects, but living beings just like you and me."

Kirito looked at him quietly, simply gazing at him calmly, as if looking at a stubborn child.

This attitude of ignoring them infuriated the other side more than any rebuttal.

"What do you know?!" Accelerator's emotions instantly spiraled out of control: "In this dog-eat-dog world, you either become the strongest at the top, or you become a stepping stone for the strong! That's the law of the world! Everything I do is to become a stronger being!"

"Is it worth sacrificing others' lives to become stronger?" Kirito's voice remained calm.

"That's right!" Accelerator roared. "And besides, I'm a god! I can't be wrong!"

"But you lost."

"I am the chosen one! I am destined to become an absolute power user!" Accelerator continued to roar, his voice tinged with obsession.

"But you lost."

"I am the strongest in Academy City! The pinnacle of Level 5!" Accelerator's eyes flashed intensely red.

"But you lost."

It's numb, what's wrong?!

How can you shut down an entire topic with just one reason?

But Accelerator just happened to encounter such a person.

He doesn't lecture you with grand principles; he just tells you directly with the results that you're wrong.

"Can't you just say something else?!" Accelerator finally snapped.

"No need." Kirito shook his head, his eyes resolute: "Because your defeat proves everything."

Accelerator stood frozen in place, Kirito's words piercing through all his pretense like a sharp blade.

Indeed, this defeat proved that he was not the strongest, much less a god, and as for whether he was the chosen one... well...

"Also, the Misaka Sisters are not dolls," Kirito continued. "Each of them has their own thoughts, their own emotions, their own...soul."