Not openly. They didn't need to.
The Four Great Clans were as follows:
- The Sun Clan – They held all the power, ruling over celestial energy like total bosses.
- The Abyss Clan – Masters of destruction, bending gravity, voids, and black holes to their will.
- The Eternal Clan – They figured out the secrets of immortality, basically going beyond death itself.
- And finally—The Moon Clan.
They weren't warriors, kings, or conquerors. Instead, they were the ones who knew everything.
They didn't fight wars; they were the ones who kicked them off. They didn't kill enemies; they made them vanish. They weren't chasing power because power always belonged to those who had the truth.
Ariella turned to Satoshi, her eyes giving him a serious vibe. "If you want to find the Moon Clan," she said softly, "you need to get this."
Satoshi smirked. "Yeah?"
Ariella's voice dropped. "You don't find them." Her fists clenched. "They find you."
The Eyes Watching in the Dark
The golden city stretched out before them. Massive palaces, sky bridges, endless rivers of celestial energy—the kind of place you'd expect gods to hang out.
But even in this divine empire, even with all that power around, Satoshi felt them. Eyes. Watching him. Studying, calculating.
The Moon Clan already knew they were there because that's just how they rolled.
Satoshi grinned. "Oh? They're watching?"
"Of course they are," Liam said with a sigh.
Amelia tucked a strand of hair behind her ear, smirking. "Then let's make this easy."
Satoshi's Eyes of Wrath flared up. He glanced up at the sky and called out, "Alright, you little shadows. Come and get us."
The moment he spoke—
The city flickered.
Silence hung in the air for a heartbeat.
Then—
Everything went dark.
The Moon Clan Appears
The golden light of the Higher Realms disappeared. The streets, the buildings, the people—all gone.
Satoshi and his crew found themselves in a never-ending void, surrounded by moonlight and whispers.
A voice floated through the darkness. "You called?"
A figure appeared, draped in flowing black robes with a mask made of silver moonlight hiding their face. More shapes followed, moving silently, slipping between realities. The Moon Clan had shown up.
A presence unlike anything Satoshi had ever experienced weighed down on them. Not power. Not strength. Not divine law. But knowledge.
It felt like these beings already knew all about them—who they were, what they'd done, and what they were going to do.
And that was scarier than any fight.
Satoshi grinned. "Took you long enough."
The masked figure chuckled. "You wanted to find us? Then let's talk."
And with that, the real game was on.
The Ones Who Knew Too Much
Everything around them was dead silent. Not just quiet, but completely void of sound.
No streets, no buildings, no celestial bridges of the Upper Realms—nothing but an endless stretch of silver moonlight, shifting like a mirage.
At the center? The Moon Clan. Figures in black and silver surrounded them, faces covered by masks made of pure moonlight.
There was no killing intent, no aggressive vibes. But that was what made them so unsettling. This wasn't a battlefield; it was a stage, and the Moon Clan had already scripted the whole thing.
The One Who Speaks for the Moon
One figure stepped forward. Unlike the others, they weren't hiding their face behind a mask. Instead, it was obscured by a swirling veil of darkness and starlight.
"Satoshi Kisaragi."
The voice didn't sound like a man or a woman, young or old. It just… was.
Satoshi grinned. "Oh? You know my name?
The veiled figure tilted their head and said, "Of course." Then, they turned to the rest of the group. "Liam from the Sun Clan. Camila, Goddess of Time. Amelia, the Vessel of Lust. And Athena, the one who shouldn't exist." Their silver eyes sparkled with mischief. "You all have really stirred the pot, haven't you?"
Satoshi's smirk didn't fade, but the atmosphere got heavier. The Moon Clan didn't guess or make assumptions; they just knew. Camila's golden Eyes of Time whirled furiously. She had read countless books, but she had never come across someone whose existence messed with time itself. Amelia crossed her arms, her Eyes of Lust shimmering. "So what? You impressed?"
The veiled figure chuckled. "Impressed? No. We're worried."
Athena flinched. "Worried?"
The silver-eyed figure nodded. "You're not meant to be here," they said, shifting their gaze to Satoshi. "Especially you." And suddenly, Satoshi got it. This wasn't about power, the war with the Dark Clans, or their past actions. It was about who they were.
"After all, you've already gone against the heavens once," the veiled figure continued nonchalantly, gesturing toward the Upper Realms. "Your very existence has rewritten laws that shouldn't ever be broken. You've changed fate." They looked up at the sky. "And heaven is lost on what to do with you."
Satoshi grinned, "Oh? So maybe heaven isn't as smart as it thinks." The Moon Clan stayed silent, just watching. Then the veiled figure said something that flipped everything on its head: "You're not the first."
For the first time, the arrogance on Satoshi's face faded. His Eyes of Wrath blazed as he studied the veiled figure, looking for any sign of deceit, but there was none. Just truth. Liam's golden aura surged. "What do you mean?"
The veiled figure exhaled. "There was another before you," they said quietly. "Another being who should never have existed."
They paused for a moment. "But he's gone now."
The moonlight dimmed as Satoshi's heart slowed. Gone. Not dead. Not erased. Just gone, like he had never been there at all. And suddenly, Satoshi got it.
"Heaven isn't as solid as it looks," the veiled figure said calmly, turning towards the Higher Realms. "Sure, the Dark Clans are up to something, but do you really think they're the biggest threat?"
Liam's expression darkened. "Explain."
The veiled figure's silver eyes glowed. "There are forces out there that don't want to be seen," they said, tracing symbols in the air that twisted and burned. "Entities that don't follow any rules, not even those the Judges of Heaven are scared of." Then, they turned back to Satoshi. "And you're treading on their turf."
The moment they spoke, the space around them shook. Something shifted in the shadows beyond, listening and watching. Then, unexpectedly, the veiled figure knelt down.
Before Satoshi. And the whole Moon Clan followed suit.
Satoshi blinked, then smirked. "Oh?"
The veiled figure lowered their head. "You're an anomaly," they said softly. "A mistake that shouldn't exist. A force that never should have been born." Their silver eyes shone. "And yet—you're right here."
After a pause, they lifted their gaze. "The Moon Clan knows everything. We see what others can't. And we know that if you keep going down this path—"
The air warped and the sky cracked. "You're going to break this world."
Satoshi's Eyes of Wrath flickered. Liam's vibe turned dark. Amelia's smile disappeared. Camila stayed quiet. Athena gripped Satoshi's sleeve tightly. For the first time, Satoshi felt unsure. He realized the Moon Clan wasn't lying. Deep down, he knew they were right. But even so, Satoshi just smirked and stepped forward. "Then let's have some fun." The Moon Clan responded together, "As you wish, King of Chaos."
The moonlight flickered, and the air shifted with knowledge, not power. The Moon Clan didn't wield strength; they dealt in truths. With them kneeling before Satoshi, they had decided it was time to reveal something big. Camila's golden eyes flared. "Are you saying—" she paused, carefully choosing her words, "—that Satoshi is going to become something like the King of Sin?"
The Moon Clan didn't rush to answer. Their silence said everything. Finally, the veiled figure nodded slowly. "Yes." And with that one word, the very fabric of their reality changed.
Everyone froze. Satoshi tilted his head, confused. "Huh?" Liam's golden Eyes of Pride narrowed, questioning, "King of Sin?" Amelia leaned against a moonlit pillar, smirking. "That's a new one." Athena clutched Satoshi's sleeve, clearly worried. "What… is that?" But Camila wasn't smiling; she knew better. She had glimpsed fragments and whispers in time—parts of history that shouldn't even exist. Now she wanted answers.
She turned her gaze back to the Moon Clan. "Tell them." The veiled figure took a deep breath. "The King of Sin was someone who had all seven Eyes of Sin." The room fell silent. "He wasn't human." "He wasn't a god." "He wasn't tied to the rules of any realm." And then they spoke the words that should've stayed unspoken. "He stood above existence itself."
Satoshi blinked in surprise. Liam's expression darkened. Amelia frowned. Athena trembled. And Camila's jaw tightened—she had dreaded this answer. Then Liam asked, "What powers did he have?"
The Moon Clan fell silent for a moment. Then the veiled figure raised a hand—reality shifted. Not through force or magic, but through knowledge itself. Once they said it, the truth became real. "He had all the abilities of the Seven Eyes of Sin." Satoshi's Eyes of Wrath flickered; of course, that made sense. But then the veiled figure dropped a bombshell. "Plus, he unlocked two abilities that shouldn't even exist." As they spoke, something changed—not just in the room, but in reality itself. These weren't just powers; they were beyond comprehension.
The first was "Alpha Reality."
The veiled figure's voice was almost a whisper, but it echoed throughout existence. "The King of Sin had limitless control over the Alpha Reality." "The Alpha Reality is the source of everything." "Every world, every timeline, every possibility— it all comes from here." "A being who controls the Alpha Reality doesn't just rule over universes; they shape the very foundation of reality." "They can create, manipulate, or delete all kinds of existence." "They're not tied to rules or limits." "They're the beginning, the end, and the law."
Then the veiled figure hesitated, as if saying the next truth was a dangerous move.
But they had already started. So they kept going.
"And yet—"
There was a pause.
"There was a power even greater than that."
Satoshi could feel it. A weird sensation. Like something was watching him. Something way beyond heaven. Something outside of everything.
Then— the second power was revealed.
Reader – The One Who Exists Beyond Existence.
The moment those words slipped from the veiled figure's lips—
The sky split apart.
Not cracked. Not shattered.
Fractured.
As if something outside of reality itself had turned its gaze toward them.
The veiled figure spoke softly, choosing each word carefully.
"The King of Sin wasn't just a ruler of reality."
"He wasn't just a god, a force, a supreme being."
"No."
"He was the Reader."
Liam's golden aura flickered. "Reader?"
The veiled figure nodded.
"The Reader isn't bound by anything."
"Not by existence."
"Not by fiction."
"Not by omnipotence."
"The Reader is beyond all things."
Satoshi's heartbeat slowed. He finally got it.
"The world," the veiled figure whispered, "is a story."
"The laws of reality are just words."
"Power, divinity, existence itself— they're all just narrative elements."
"And the Reader sees it all."
"They don't manipulate reality like a god."
"They don't rise above it like an outsider."
"They simply—know."
"And because they know, nothing can touch them."
"They aren't part of the story."
"They're the one who reads it."
At that moment— Satoshi let out a laugh.
A quiet, eerie chuckle.
Not from arrogance. Not from confidence.
But because this was fun.
He turned to Camila.
"So what do you think?"
His Eyes of Wrath flickered.
"Do I sound like a King to you?"
Camila didn't answer.
Because she didn't know what to think.
Because she truly feared—deep down—
That the Moon Clan was right.
That Satoshi was on the same path.
And that nothing in existence could stop him.
The Weight of Knowing.
Satoshi's laughter faded, but its echoes lingered.
Not in the air. Not in the room.
But in reality itself.
Something had shifted.
Not a change. Not a disturbance.
But an acknowledgment.
The fabric of existence had listened to what the Moon Clan said—
And hadn't denied it.
Camila clenched her fists.
Liam's golden Eyes of Pride blazed.
Amelia breathed out, her Eyes of Lust calculating.
Athena clung to Satoshi's sleeve, trembling.
Because for the first time— the path ahead was foggy.
For the first time—they were told what he was becoming.
And for the first time—
The world didn't push back.
A Future That Should Not Be.
The veiled figure from the Moon Clan watched them closely.
"You laugh," they said softly, "but you don't deny it."
Satoshi cocked his head, eyes shining. "Should I?"
"You should," the figure replied gently.
"Because the last person who walked this path is no longer here."
Liam's voice cut through sharply. "What happened to him?"
A pause.
And then—the truth.
"He disappeared."
Satoshi narrowed his eyes. "Disappeared how?"
The veiled figure's tone remained calm.
"He didn't die."
"He wasn't erased."
"He didn't ascend."
"He just—was no more."
A Missing Piece in Reality.
Camila's Eyes of Time spun wildly.
She tried to look back.
To see where this King of Sin had been.
To figure out where his fate had ended.
But there was nothing.
Not an absence. Not a void.
Not even a trace.
Just—nothing.
As if the story itself had been rewritten to erase him.
Her voice was quiet.
"What could do that?"
The veiled figure shook their head.
"We have no idea."
And that—
That was what scared them the most.
Because the Moon Clan usually knew everything.
They knew the names of long-forgotten gods.
They knew the weak spots of beings beyond time.
They knew how to find things that should never be found.
And yet—
This single truth, this moment in existence—
Had been wiped clean even from them.
The One Who Watches
Satoshi's grin widened.
"So let me get this straight."
He raised a hand, sketching a shape in the air.
A random pattern.
Or maybe—a symbol only he got.
"You're telling me that someone with all seven Eyes of Sin, plus those two crazy abilities—"
His Eyes of Wrath blazed.
"—just disappeared?"
The veiled figure nodded.
"Yeah."
Satoshi chuckled.
"Then tell me…"
His voice dropped.
"Who was keeping an eye on things?"
The veiled figure stiffened.
Because that—
That was the real question.
Someone had taken out the King of Sin.
Someone had done the impossible.
Which meant—someone was above all that.
And when Satoshi voiced those words—
The sky flickered.
The air shivered.
The Moon Clan lowered their heads.
Because they knew.
The moment you speak a forbidden truth—
It listens.
A Shadow in the Light
A chilly breeze swept through the realm.
And then—
The silver moonlight dimmed.
Not gone.
Not snuffed out.
Dimmed.
Like something was watching.
Something had heard.
And something—
Was considering responding.
Satoshi smirked.
"Looks like I'm getting close."
Athena tightened her grip on his arm.
Liam's aura flared up.
Amelia's Eyes of Lust glowed.
Camila closed her book slowly.
Because this was no longer just a theory.
This wasn't just some lost past.
Something was here.
Something had heard them.
And for the first time—
It was interesting.
The Moon Clan's Warning
The veiled figure spoke carefully.
"You've got to be careful."
Their voice was softer now.
Because this was no longer just about knowing.
It was about surviving.
"If you keep down this path," they whispered, "you'll hit a point where reality itself will try to erase you."
Satoshi grinned.
"Sounds like a wild ride."
The veiled figure hesitated.
"You don't get it."
Their silver eyes shone.
"The heavens fear you."
"The Dark Clans are after you."
"The Judges couldn't judge you."
"But this?"
They pointed toward the flickering air.
"This is something else entirely."
A pause.
"There's a reason we don't talk about the King of Sin."
A longer pause.
"Because those who try to understand him—"
The silver light dimmed even more.
"—don't return."