Into the world of Doraemon as Nobita

Confrontation

"Riruru " Nobita muttered his eyes wide open in disbelief. Nobita's dying words echoed in the air, his voice filled with disbelief and astonishment.

The girl, identified as Riruru, stood before him with her bluish-green eyes reflecting the moonlight, her medium light pink hair glowing in the ethereal glow. Her face remained impassive, yet her eyes betrayed a struggle within.

Witnessing the boy of her own age succumbing to his injuries, Riruru couldn't help but feel a deep sense of sorrow welling up within her. She didn't know who he was, but there was a connection she couldn't explain. As she watched him take his last breath, a sad smile formed on her lips, a mixture of emotions swirling within her.

But just as Riruru began to move towards him, a sudden eruption of green light burst forth from Nobita's body, radiating in all directions. The light expanded, forming a protective sphere encompassing an area of two miles. Time itself seemed to reverse as everything around them shifted, and the battle between Nobita and Riruru played out in reverse.

Their movements mirrored each other, as if caught in a dance of destiny. The wounds inflicted upon Nobita started to heal as soon as Riruru's sword was pulled out from his body, the pain fading away. The world around them rewound, returning to the moment just before their deadly clash, with the gentle descent of a leaf marking the turning point.

As the scene reset itself, Nobita and Riruru found themselves facing each other once more, their swords poised for battle, suspended in time. The air held its breath, anticipation mingling with the soft rustle of the falling leaf.

Nobita, who had once been on the brink of death, now stood tall and formidable in front of Riruru. The disbelief in her eyes was evident as she processed the rapid turn of events that had unfolded before her. Before she could react, Nobita swiftly moved behind her, his sword poised at her neck.

"You are fighting a losing battle." Nobita whispered, his voice tinged with an eerie undertone, whispered in her ears, reminding her of the futility of her fight.

Riruru's reaction was swift as she utilized her cloak gadget, swiftly switching places with a nearby rock. The cloak, capable of flight, armor, and spatial manipulation, proved to be a life-saving tool for her.

Riruru retrieved a pair of boots from her pocket, activating them to take flight, mirroring her previous movements. Nobita couldn't help but be impressed by this gadget, making a mental note to create a similar one with his own modifications.

Once again, Nobita and Riruru found themselves engaged in a fierce sword fight, their clash filled with intensity and purpose. Riruru attempted to create illusions once more, but before she could launch her attack, Nobita shattered his sword into countless pieces, tearing through each of her illusions. Riruru gritted her teeth, clearly displeased with the unfavorable turn of events. "You were hiding your true strength," she accused, her frustration evident.

Nobita responded with a mocking smile, his demeanor seemingly calm and collected. "What are you talking about? We've only just begun our fight," he retorted, his words carrying a hint of mischief. Both fighters maintained an outward calmness, but inwardly, they were battling their own inner turmoil.

Unknown to Riruru, Nobita's soul space harbored cracks of an unknown origin, hinting at a deeper mystery surrounding the current events. Likewise, Riruru found herself unsettled as faint images began to flash before her eyes during the battle, momentarily disrupting her focus and unsettling her composure.

Riruru swiftly retrieved a gadget from her 4D pocket, a meter-like device. Activating it, a purple hue enveloped the area, increasing the gravity to twice its normal intensity.