Cold wind swept across the empty road. The headlights from the black vans illuminated the street in harsh white beams while engines rumbled loudly in the background.

To Toma....

There were around twenty gangsters surrounding them and standing alone before all of them was the mysterious bunny-helmeted man.

Mr.Nobody slowly rolled his shoulders.

CRACK.

CRACK.

Then he let out a long sigh. "...You know what? Screw it, higher being. I’ll just kick hundreds of as*es today."

Toma blinked. "...Hundreds?" She looked around again. There were only around twenty people. Before she could question it....

Nobody turned toward her. "You asked who I am, right?" Even in this dangerous situation he suddenly grinned like an absolute hunter.

Then dramatically shouted....

"CHIMICHANGAAAAA!"

The gangsters froze.

Toma stared blankly. "...What?"

Nobody pointed at himself proudly. "I AM BADBOY MC STRAIGHT OUT OF MANGAAA!"

One gangster whispered, "...Is this dude’s mentally unstable?"

Another shouted, "STOP YELLING AND GET HIM!"

Then the fight began.

What Toma Saw

To Toma....

Nobody fought with only one crowbar. A normal metal crowbar.

And somehow...He was overwhelming everyone.

CLANG!

A gangster swung a bat.

Nobody blocked casually and countered instantly.

BAM!

The man collapsed.

Another rushed from behind.

Nobody spun around smoothly and struck his stomach with the crowbar.

THUD!

The gangster dropped to his knees coughing.

Toma’s eyes widened. "...He’s fast."

Nobody moved almost unnaturally. Every attack looked perfectly timed. Every dodge felt precise.

One man attacked from the left.

Nobody ducked low.

WHAM!

Crowbar to the ribs.

Another tried grabbing him.

Nobody kicked him backward into another gangster.

CRASH!

Two people fell together.

The bunny-helmeted man laughed while fighting. "COME ON! IS THAT ALL?!"

To Toma it looked like an extremely skilled fighter handling twenty enemies alone. It seemed difficult but still possible.

What Was ACTUALLY Happening

To Mr. Nobody....

The road looked completely different. It was not twenty enemies. There were hundreds. More kept appearing unnaturally from shadows and alleyways. Reality itself was duplicating them.

[System Warning:

Narrative escalation active]

[Enemy Count: 217]

[Infinite Crowbar Swing Skill — ACTIVE]

[Portal Generation Ready]

Mr. Nobody swung his real crowbar.....

But simultaneously dozens of portals opened invisibly around him.

SWOOSH!

Crowbars launched from every direction like missiles.

THUD!

CLANG!

BAM!

Gangsters got smashed across the battlefield. But Toma couldn’t see any of it. Her perception was altered. The higher being itself was filtering reality around her.

To her....

Nobody simply looked overwhelmingly skilled.

To Nobody....

"Man....this su*ks. Can’t even show Toma how strong I am. She is not even seeing my supernatural powers."

He was fighting an actual army.

[Damage Inflicted: 88]

[Critical Strike]

[Enemy HP Reduced: 120 → 32]

[Combo Count: 17]

Mr.Nobody jumped backward while more enemies rushed him. "...YOU JUST KEEP MULTIPLYING!"

A gangster swung a knife.

Nobody dodged....

At the same time a portal opened behind another enemy.

BAM!

A hidden crowbar shot out and knocked the man unconscious instantly.

To Toma....

It only looked like Nobody elbowed him somehow. Her mind literally could not process the supernatural parts.

Toma’s Perspective

"Nobody!"

She shouted as three men surrounded him.

But he moved fearlessly. The crowbar spun in his hand smoothly.

CLANG!

One weapon got knocked away.

THUD!

Another man got punched directly in the jaw.

Then Nobody suddenly kicked someone into a van.

CRASH!

The vehicle alarm activated loudly.

Toma covered her mouth slightly. "...Who is this guy?!"

He didn’t fight like a normal person. He moved almost like he already knew every attack before it happened.

And despite being outnumbered, he looked weirdly confident.

Then she heard him yell....

"WELCOME TO THE CRIMSON BUNNY HUNTER GROUND!"

"...What does that even mean?!"

Nobody’s Actual Perspective

[Enemy Count: 241]

[Warning:

Hostility surrounding user]

Mr. Nobody stared at the overwhelming crowd. "...This higher being is genuinely psychotic."

Portals continued opening around him rapidly. Crowbars rotated through the air invisibly.

He swung one crowbar physically while ten more attacked from hidden angles.

Gangsters screamed everywhere.

"AAGHH!"

"MY FACE!"

"WHERE ARE THESE CROWBARS COMING FROM?!"

One enemy flew across a car hood. Another got launched into a street sign. Another collapsed after taking three invisible hits almost simultaneously.

[Combo Count: 39]

[Combo Count: 52]

Another wave rushed him. Nobody inhaled deeply.

[Skill Activation:

Reaction Boost]

Time slowed slightly around him.

He moved instantly.

BAM!

CLANG!

THUD!

Crowbars rained through portals nonstop.

Meanwhile....

To Toma it still only looked like one man expertly fighting twenty people. Reality itself was hiding the true scale from her.

A gangster suddenly grabbed Toma from behind. "DON’T MOVE!"

Toma froze.

Mr. Nobody’s expression changed instantly.

The gangster smirked nervously. "Back off or she gets hurt!" 𝗳𝗿𝐞𝕖𝘄𝗲𝕓𝗻𝚘𝚟𝕖𝐥.𝚌𝕠𝕞

Then....

[System Notice:

User emotional response elevated]

[Combat Efficiency Increasing]

Nobody slowly lowered his head. "...You picked the worst possible hostage."

The gangster blinked. "...What?"

A portal suddenly opened directly behind him. "...HUH....!"

BAM!

A crowbar flew out at full speed and smashed into his skull. The man collapsed instantly.

To Toma, Nobody only threw a crowbar at the guy from the front angle.

Toma Watching Him

Nobody suddenly jumped onto the hood of a van.

Under the streetlights his silhouette looked strangely heroic.

Or insane.

Possibly both.

He pointed the crowbar dramatically toward the gangsters. "WHO’S NEXT FELLAS?!"

Toma almost laughed despite the situation. "...This guy...is crazy as hell"

"Even now....Even while being surrounded he is still acting ridiculous." Somehow...That made her less afraid.

The Real Battlefield

[Enemy Count Remaining: 176]

Mr. Nobody landed heavily. "Huff..." Sweat dripped beneath the helmet. His arms hurt and his legs hurt. But the enemies still kept coming.

Then A knife slashed across his shoulder.

SHLICK!

"...Tch!"

[Damage Taken: 31]

[HP: 441 → 410]

[Minor Bleeding Applied]

One gangster grinned. "Got him!"

Nobody slowly looked toward him and laughed . "...Congrats. Me too."

BAM!

The gangster got launched unconscious instantly by three crowbars hitting him simultaneously from different portals.

To Toma ....It only looked like Nobody punched him unusually hard.

Her eyes widened again. "...How strong is he?"

Ray watched both perspectives simultaneously through his cosmic screen.

He laughed loudly while eating chips. "Hahahaha! This is PERFECT. The perception filtering worked even better than expected."

Back on the battlefield....

Mr. Nobody looked upward angrily. "...I KNOW YOU’RE WATCHING!"

Then another hundred enemies spawned.

"...YOU SON OF A BI**"