He didn't want to fight. But the counter on the invisible scoreboard blinked:

Curiosity overriding caution, Kai tapped Goku.

With a deep breath, Kai tapped the button.

Kai screamed, stumbling backward—but his phone was gone. His hands were gone. In their place, orange gi, blue undershirt, and the familiar, terrible weight of limitless power surging through his veins. He felt the Kamehameha building in his palms like a second heartbeat.

Row after row of anime legends—not just sprites, but living icons. Goku (Ultra Instinct) stood beside Luffy (Gear 5). Naruto (Baryon Mode) cracked his knuckles next to a smirking Gojo Satoru. Eren Yeager, colossal and chained, shared a border with Levi, blades drawn. Deeper rows held fighters he barely recognized: Alucard, Jotaro, Ichigo (True Bankai), even obscure gladiators from forgotten OVAs.