His back burst open. From it burst murky black wings. Black wings like jet sprays. The
anger had removed his very consciousness, crushed his very sense of self, and the pair of
wings had exploded out of it. In moments, they stretched dozens of meters, parted the
asphalt, and scraped against building walls.
“Ha...”
When Kakine Teitoku saw that, he knew.
His Dark Matter, his elementary particles that supposedly didn’t exist in this universe.
What on earth was it? Where was he pulling it out of? What did it mean?
“Crazy...That’s some crazy evil. See, you can do it after all, villain. I see why Dark
Matter’s just a spare plan now. But that doesn’t necessarily mean victory is assured!!”
As though answering his cry, Kakine Teitoku’s six wings exploded out. They reached
dozens of meters in length, filled with both a mystical light and an inorganic,
machinelike quality. Just like a giant weapon that God or angels would use.
The air cried as it was touched by the six wings.
What Accelerator and Dark Matter possessed, respectively, were organicity and
inorganicity. And those terms applied to a different world than this one. One wielded a
part of a power equal to God, and one wielded part of the heavenly plane in which God
lived. With these conditions, the match was even. And Kakine Teitoku, unlike
Accelerator, hadn’t lost himself.