Previously on Hakuna, we got to see the writer's crush and how he—
Fade in…
How did you stop me like that?!
I do not have a crush on her, so stop!
Hakuna, balancing the inherited divine power of Nolitha with the dark, abyssal architecture of his subconscious, stands rock-solid. He looks down at his glowing palms and says, his voice heavily modulated by the dual energies, "This is an entirely new experiment for me. I didn't think I would actually need to use it so soon, but here goes nothing."
Hakuna takes a deep, grounding breath, locking his diaphragm to anchor the unstable frequencies. As he exhales, his outer spiritual energy shifts violently, transforming into a deep, heavy, pressurized purple steam that cracks the earth beneath his feet, but his eyes remain perfectly steady, locked in that brilliant, star-like silver color.
As he locks his gaze directly onto the multiversal assassin, he declares, his voice echoing with dual tones, "Here I come… Celestihimurra!"
With a loud, cataclysmic bang that shatters the local atmosphere and creates a localized vacuum, he vanishes from human perception.
Leragga's analytical engine completely stalls. His eyes dart wildly across the ruined track as his tracking fails to find a single trace of the boy's kinetic trajectory. He frantically thinks to himself, panic rising in his chest, "Where is he?! Where is he hiding?!"
CRACK!
Before the neural impulse can even register a defensive command, Hakuna has already landed a devastating punch dead-center against Leragga's chest.
A massive, multi-tiered shockwave is sent rippling throughout the entire school field, flattening the grass for hundreds of yards as Leragga has been cleanly, brutally hit. The velocity of the strike carries enough displacement to warp the air around them.
Watching from the shattered edge of the pavilion, Super's jaw tightens. He leans forward, his tactical mind assessing the immense output, and thinks, "He actually hit him!"
Leragga skids backward, his boots carving deep trenches into the soil as he snarls in pure, unadulterated pain, "Errgh! Don't get cocky!"
As he says this, his body begins glowing with a dark, erratic violet frequency, his Volant talent pushing past its safe operational thresholds to match the sudden, overwhelming speed of the Prince.
Immediately, moving at speeds that completely render the physical world stagnant, they each send an aggressive punch straight toward one another. But as their knuckles are about to make definitive contact...
With a loud, thunderous bang that sounds like two tectonic plates colliding, they both vanish from existence simultaneously.
A fraction of a micro-second later, they both appear to the far right of the crater. They both send high-velocity punches aimed at each other's vital points, yet both manage to dodge them with flawless, instinctual head movement.
Before the light can even reflect their positions, they then fade away into nothingness once more.
Instantly, they both appear to the far left of the battlefield. They both send devastating, bone-shattering kicks aimed at the torso, yet both smoothly dodge the oncoming momentum, their bodies twisting like gyroscopes.
They then fade away, leaving only the smell of ozone behind.
Suddenly, they both appear high in the sky, hundreds of feet above the school buildings. They both clash their forearms together with enough physical force to generate a localized pressure front.
Before the atmospheric pressure can collapse, they then fade away again.
Down on the ground, a sudden, violent gust of wind is sent rushing down toward everyone present, tearing at their clothes and kicking up a blinding wall of loose gravel and dirt.
Joy, shielding her eyes with her forearm as she tries to track the battle, realizes the terrifying mechanical truth of what is happening. Her voice full of awe, she says, "Wait a minute... look at the trajectory lines! This hasn't been them clashing this entire time?!"
Freddie, his perception finally catching up to the relativistic speeds of the combatants, catches on to the visual anomaly. His eyes widen as he mutters, "You've got to be kidding me... all this time we've been looking at the sky and the sides of the field, we've just been following... after-images?!"
Just as the words leave his mouth, a massive sonic boom detonates right next to them. They both appear instantly beside Freddie, their fists clashing dead-center in a blinding display of white-hot shockwaves.
The intense shockwave knocks the air out of the surrounding space, and before anyone can blink, they vanish again.
Bang… Bang… Bang… Bang…
Each time the sound catches up, they appear momentarily at random points across the field, their fists clashing with the rhythm of automatic gunfire.
Boom… Boom… Boom… Boom…
Each time they materialize, they appear with their forearms locked in brutal struggles of pure leverage, creating concentric rings of compressed air that distort the daylight.
Suddenly, the erratic movement ceases. Hakuna appears on the far, undamaged side of the sports field. He stands completely unscathed, entirely unfazed by the relativistic strain, as he immediately resumes his perfect, low-center fighting stance, his silver eyes burning through the purple steam.
Leragga appears on the complete opposite side of the field. Unlike the Prince, he is visibly wounded, his chest heaving as blood drips from his nose and lips. Agitated and humiliated, he struggles to maintain his composure, his plasma sword arm flickering unsteadily as his cells fight to repair the continuous structural micro-fractures.
'When the inherited divine essence of Celesti seamlessly converges with the volatile, abyssal demonic fury of Kihimurra, a truly cataclysmic fusion occurs within the soul, giving birth to the formidable, unprecedented power that stands before you. This perfect, impossible synergy awakens a completely new dimension of raw energy—a cosmic threshold where the harmonious, balanced coexistence of opposing forces unleashes a terrifying maelstrom of creative destruction.'
'As Hakuna's spirit resonates perfectly with the dual, clashing frequencies of Celesti and Kihimurra, his physical body becomes a literal crucible for the transmutation of raw, unrefined energy, achieving a legendary state of Demonic Divination in perfect internal harmony.'
'The traditional boundaries between light and darkness, order and chaos, divine and demonic completely dissolve into mist, allowing Hakuna to tap directly into the infinite, unstructured potential of the primordial cosmos. This is the ultimate amalgamation between Demon and God… this is Celestihimurra.'
Hakuna then takes a deep, focused breath, the purple steam around him compressing until it forms a tight, armor-like layer over his skin.
As he centers his thoughts, he thinks, a wave of determination washing over him, "Let's do this! No more holding back!"
Deep within his consciousness, the unchained voice of Psycha yells, her presence roaring with newfound power, "Go, Hakuna!"
He vanishes.
Appearing instantly directly before Leragga's blurred vision, he drops low and sends a devastating, vertically aligned upper cut straight to the assassin's chin.
BAROOM!
The force is so immense that Leragga is seen floating horizontally midair, his spine arching backward as his face is forced toward the sky, his momentum completely stalled by the crushing vertical kinetic output.
Before gravity can claim him, Hakuna appears instantly above him in the open air, placing both of his feet firmly onto Leragga's upper biceps, pinning his arms and locking his trajectory.
He then points his right arm directly behind himself, channeling a massive, concentrated burst of compressed Nzilo energy, firing a violent energy blast into the upper atmosphere to act as a rocket propellant to drive himself straight down to the ground.
With a resounding, earth-shattering thud that vibrates through the entire high school campus, they both land violently on the ground. Hakuna, towering majestically above a dazed, cratered Leragga, raises his right fist high toward the darkened sky.
With thick, unnatural storm clouds rapidly forming directly above them from the sheer environmental distortion of his aura, Hakuna begins to coat his entire right fist with a thick, crackling layers of dual-colored energy as he declares, "Celestihimurra… THOR'S HAMMER!"
His fist suddenly sparks twice with a sound like tearing metal. Immediately afterwards, jagged bolts of lightning from various directions in the sky converge simultaneously onto his knuckle structure, saturating the fist with pure, atmospheric voltage.
As soon as the blinding lightning stops condensing...
Hakuna slams his reinforced fist straight down onto Leragga's face, devastating the entire surrounding ground, shattering the bedrock, and opening a massive chasm in the sports field in the process.
The entire area is instantly covered in a massive, impenetrable wall of thick black dust and smoke.
A moment later, through the haze, Hakuna appears back amongst the rest of the BBC members. He is panting heavily, his unbuttoned uniform smoking as his energy levels begin to fluctuate from the sheer output of the Thor's Hammer attack. He lowers his head, attempting to speak through his laboring lungs, "I... I think that did it. But I—"
Suddenly, the thick dust cloud before them began to unnaturally contort, spinning like a mini-tornado.
Leragga's voice speaks clearly from the swirling, violent dust, his tone battered but still retaining its insufferable, arrogance. "That was exceptionally close, kid... I'll give you credit for the pressure. But still... you can never truly defeat an apex predator like me with an unmastered Talent."
Hakuna then raises his head, his silver eyes widening in a sudden, brilliant epiphany.
Having another immediate Eureka moment as the word Unmastered rings through his tactical brain, he thinks to himself, the puzzle pieces clicking together, "Unmastered Talent—?!"
Before he could even finish the full thought process, he turns his back to the dust cloud and says to his crew, "Guys, stand beside me right now. I have a definitive plan."
Leragga, walking slowly out of the dust cloud with his plasma sword re-igniting, roars out, his face twisted in malice, "Come at me with all you have! Bring the whole squad! It will never work against Volant!"
Hakuna ignores the taunt, leaning in as he whispers to the boys, his voice low and dead serious. "Listen carefully. Using the resonance of Celestihimurra, I can temporarily bridge our spiritual frequencies and give each of you access to your absolute full, unbridled potential."
Super's eyes widen slightly before a dark, confident smirk returns to his face. He responds, his tone dripping with competitive fire, "Interesting. For how long can you maintain it?"
Hakuna replies, monitoring his internal spiritual depletion, "2 minutes max. After that, my reservoir will completely bottom out."
Super, already completely on board, shifts his weight. "2 minutes is more than enough time to kill that bastard... count me in."
Enzo steps forward, cracking his knuckles as his aura begins to spark. "From the very first day we met in this school, I knew we were meant to fight side by side against whatever crazy garbage the world threw at us... I'm in."
Freddie steps up, his fists clenched as his previous rage refines into pure tactical focus. "You've taught me to stop trying to carry everything alone, Hakuna. You taught us all to rely on each other... of course I'm in."
Bodega then sighs, rolling his shoulders as he steps into the circle. "You get on my nerves more times than I have the mental energy to count, Prince, but at the end of the day, you're my bro... I'm in."
MXO steps into position, his face calm and unreadable. "I'm in. Let's clear the field."
Rems adjust his collar, his analytical gaze locking onto the target. "I'm in. Let's rewrite the statistics."
Leragga walks fully out of the dust cloud, his body completely regenerated once more, his plasma blade hummed with lethal intent as he readies himself to wipe out the timeline once and for all...
Hakuna is seen standing shoulder-to-shoulder with his friends, his expression peaceful as he's about to clasp his fist to trigger the network. He says, his voice sounding like a command to reality itself, "Celestial Pulse…"
SLAM!
His right fist then collides heavily with his left palm. Instantly, a massive, luminescent pale blue ripple in reality is sent expanding outward around him in perfect concentric circles, washing over the boys and altering their molecular and spiritual properties.
The physical evolution manifests instantly:
Rems' glasses begin to glow with a bright, pale blue.
Bodega's hair begins to glow with a thick, pale blue.
Enzo's pupils begin to glow with sharp, pale blue target rings.
Freddie's entire body outline begins to glow with a dangerous, pale blue plasma outline.
Super's eyes undergo the most radical change, becoming completely shrouded in roaring, pale blue spiritual flames that lick at his forehead.
MXO's fingernails begin to glow with a razor-sharp, pale blue light.
Leragga stops dead in his tracks, his analytical engine completely fracturing as he reads the sudden, impossible spikes in their energy. He mutters in genuine, terrified confusion, "Huh?! What is this?!"
The BBC then lower themselves simultaneously into their unique, optimized fighting stances, the ground beneath their school shoes completely silent as their auras stabilize.
As the entire sports field falls into an absolute, terrifying silence...
Hakuna points his finger forward and shouts, "GO!"
They vanish. They move with so much sheer, unadulterated velocity that a violent, destructive gust of wind rushes out from where they stood moments after they have already left the area, tearing the grass out by its roots.
Fade out…
End of Episode 73.