"Where am I?"
A red-armored figure slowly came to, opening his eyes in a daze as he rose to his feet. His head still hurt, and he had yet to grasp the situation.
After a few seconds, he roughly understood what had happened. He glanced around and saw a lush primeval forest, with towering ancient trees blocking out the sun. Where he had just gotten up, there was a human-shaped crater, presumably made by his impact.
"Hmm, I remember discussing with Shin which world we should go to. Then a figure with pitch-black wings on its back appeared. Madara and I attacked together, and then I suddenly lost consciousness?"
His memories gradually returned, and his gaze abruptly sharpened. "Shin, Madara, Tamamo!"
He hurriedly turned around to search, but there was no one in the surroundings besides himself. Narrowing his eyes, he quickly understood after some simple thought. As the hero who had united the Warring States Period, he was naturally very intelligent.
"Were we scattered? And the other side used some kind of move at the time. Judging by his appearance, he was the Fallen Angel King Shin mentioned before. So Shin must have thrown us here to protect us?"
He stroked his chin as he analyzed. "Hmm, in other words, if Shin won in the end, I just need to keep waiting in this world until he finds me."
He silently continued his analysis. "But if Shin lost..." At that thought, a sharp gleam burst from his eyes. "No matter who it is, anyone who dares hurt my companions, I will never allow it."
"But my strength is too weak right now. I have to become stronger. First, I need to get out and see what kind of world this is. According to Shin, the entire multiverse is divided