Fairy Tail: Shinigami - Chapter 289: My eyes.

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In the desolate expanse within his inner soul, his inner hell, Adam continued to face hordes after hordes of demons, by now, his body was battered, covered in scars and blood, but despite this… his skill remained unshaken.

As he continued to fight, a subtle change began to manifest as the days went by. Little by little, after a year or two, the space around his attacks started to bend, giving path to the next step in his evolution.

His eyes.

Unbeknownst to him, his eyes had started to turn black, his once normal looking eyes, had become fathomless pools, encircled by the four irises that danced in their orbits like celestial bodies governed by an unfathomable gravity.

The transformation was not just physical but also metaphysical in more ways than one. The world around Adam began to unravel and weave itself anew before his eyes, as if responding to the esoteric power blooming within him. His mind expanded beyond the limits of his soul, touching the edges of something greater, a tapestry that stretched into his own infinity.

The All-Seeing Eyes.

This awakening brought a new sense of perception within him, a new perspective, Adam’s movements became almost non-existence, and without even knowing why, he walked away from the demons, dodging their attacks effortlessly, as if he could anticipate their every move before they even made it.

As he continued to walk, the sky cleared around him, revealing a glimpse of clarity amidst the perpetual turmoil.

The change was subtle at first, a clarity of thought that pierced the constant fog of war that had engulfed him for what felt like an eternity. Each step he took seemed to echo across the plains of his consciousness, clearer the sky more and more. With each demon that lunged towards him, Adam found himself not just evading but understanding, comprehending their essence, their very being. It was as if he could see the threads of destiny that pulled them, and with a mere flick of his wrist, he would unravel them, turning their own momentum into their downfall.

Continuing his stride, as if he was walking to the shop, Adam reached what he assumed was the center of the field. The demons, driven by relentless aggression, rushed towards him. However, instead of fighting them, he smiled, his hand extending towards the sky. In an instant, a powerful blast emanated from his palm, creating a shockwave that cleared out every demon in its path.

He might not know exactly what changed, other than something changed. But now that his eyes had awakened without a medium in between… the shadows of his soul could no longer cloud his path, his eyes saw it all. Demons or not.

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A New Blade is Born.

In the outskirts of Magnolia, Urahara observed Erza, contemplating the gravity of the decision she had taken. He knew her reasons, and why she decided to take this path, but there was still… a certain level of taboo behind this. Humans were not usually meant to become Shinigamis for a reason.

Erza was standing before him, her face a mixture of determination and mild fear.

Taking a deep breath, Urahara retrieved a spiritual blade, made with spiritual power of Yoruichi and himself, the blade shone in a bright blue color, showing the raw nature of the power it carried, power without form, without purpose, ready to be used.

Urahara smiled. “Erza Scarlet, are you certain you wish to leave behind your humanity?”

Erza nodded. “This won’t change who I am, just how long I am who I am.”

Urahara approached her, chuckling at her response, before moving forward, severing her soul chain with a swift yet gentle motion, the ethereal link connecting her Chain of Fate to her spiritual body, began to dissolve.

Simultaneously, Urahara pierced her soul with the raw spiritual blade. The blade, infused with the power of two retired Captains, seamlessly passed through Erza’s soul. Urahara had to admit, the transition was remarkably similar to the transformation Kurosaki Ichigo had undergone when becoming a Shinigami at the hands of Rukia.

Though now the difference was… the amount of power being given.

Erza’s form wavered for an instant as the spiritual energy emanating from the blade began to merge with Erza’s soul, awakening powers she shouldn’t have, initiating a profound and irreversible metamorphosis within her soul.

The wind around them picked up, swirling into a tempest that seemed to echo the maelstrom of change raging within Erza. Her red scarlet hair whipped about her face like flames dancing in an updraft as her armor gleaming with an ethereal light, shattering as her new Shinigami clothes took place.

As the transformation completed, Urahara stepped back, his experienced eyes scanning Erza’s new form for any signs of instability. To become a Shinigami was no simple matter; it was an alchemy of spirit and will, empowering yet perilous, more than not, weak souls would become Hollows. The consequences of failure could be disastrous, not only could it result in death… or Hollowfication, but Adam’s wrath.

The raw spiritual power had settled, leaving Erza standing in the eye of the spiritual storm, her posture straight, eyes closed in concentration. Urahara’s sharp gaze didn’t miss the slight tremor that worked through her slender frame, a testament to the immense force she was now containing within herself.

She had potential, that much he could admit.

“Open your eyes,” Urahara commanded softly, fanning his fan. “Let’s see the world through the eyes of a Shinigami.”

Erza’s eyelids lifted slowly. “… It looks the same?”

Urahara chuckled. “I know, the only difference is you can now see the dead.”

“I told you not to do that lame ass joke!” Yoruichi ‘s voice cut in, her form materializing from the shadows as she landed a kick on Urahara’s head, before moving over to where Erza stood, a playful smirk on her face as her golden eyes flickered with amusement. “Don’t pay attention to the moron, other than remaining sexy for longer, life is pretty much the same, we eat, we fight, we sleep, and we fuck.”

“F-f-f-f-f-” Erza blushed like a radioactive tomato at Yoruichi’s crude but honest words.

“Right, you are still in first base with Adam, right?” Yoruichi teased, her smirk widening at Erza’s obvious discomfort. “Don’t worry, Shinigami life will make you stronger in more ways than one. You’ll catch up.”