Prologue

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Toji POV

A few years ago, the world changed when a gateway to another dimension was discovered. This world, named Mato, was as large as the city of Tokyo, and it grew peach fruits that granted power to anyone who consumed them, except men. Furthermore, this world was inhabited by mysterious creatures known as Shuuki.

With only women possessing these powers, they were the only ones able to combat the Shuuki threats that came to Earth. Consequently, men had lost their social status.

The world has changed in unexpected ways, and humans always adapt. However, the situation we're facing now is incredibly hard to accept. A man should be a protector of women, leading his family. That's a man's pride... It's what I've believed in for so long. Regardless of how much the heavens have diminished the honor of men, as long as I'm walking on this Earth, I will prove to those stubborn people. We, men, are worthy to fight


Narrator POV

In an almost forgotten dojo, hidden deep within the woods, an elderly man with silver hair and a muscular yet still robust body practiced. His tight-fitting t-shirt revealed the dense muscle beneath it, hinting at a long history in martial arts.

The old man closed his eyes, concentrating on an egg suspended in front of him, assuming Bruce Lee's one-inch punch stance. When he opened his eyes, the sound of his bones creaking was audible as he moved, and his feet slid on the slick wooden floor. His punch struck the egg, causing it to shatter.

BOOOM!

A powerful explosion reverberated through the entire dojo, shaking its wooden walls and scattering egg fragments in every direction.

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[Naobito Zenin]

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[Naobito Zenin]

Suddenly, a child appeared at the dojo's entrance, holding a broom. It was Naobito's grandson, Toji Zenin, who looked furious.

Toji:"Hey, old man!" Toji shouted loudly, his face radiating anger. Despite being young, Toji was dedicated to their family traditions.

Naobito:"Oh... Toji-ja?" mumbled Naobito still bewildered, as he gazed at his approximately 10-year-old grandson.

Toji:"WHAT ARE YOU DOING!" Toji yelled harshly, pointing the broom handle at his grandfather, Naobito Zenin, with an angry expression.

Naobito"W-wait, Toji. Let your grandpa explain," Naobito said, trying to explain.

Toji"What needs explaining? You know we live in this wilderness, with only two buildings here. It's just the two of us, and you destroy one of the dojo's walls? Did you even think about the cold night wind later?" Toji didn't give his grandfather a chance to explain, expressing his anger and frustration.

After being scolded thoroughly by his grandson, Naobito Zenin looked as dejected as a scolded puppy.

Toji:"Haah... Alright, I'll fix it later," Toji said, resignedly.

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