Neo-Tokyo-3 shivered beneath fractured neon skies. Dimensional rifts pulsed violently, echoing across multiple realities. The Fractured Triad had fully mobilized, coordinating a multi-dimensional assault designed to challenge Kyuroto Mitsuyo on every outerversal plane.
Kyuroto stood atop the highest floating spire, shadows extending outward like a living network across Layer-7. Every thread of probability, every subtle fluctuation in timelines, was under his control.
"Observation: Triad outerversal assault fully initiated. Probability threads under maximum pressure," his drone reported.
He narrowed his piercing blue eyes. The Triad's audacity had reached its peak—they sought to directly confront his omnipotent influence, attempting to fracture the lattice of timelines he commanded. But even at 1% of his 1,000,000% true power, Kyuroto's control spanned infinity.
Rifts tore open across the city, releasing waves of paradoxical energy. Kyuroto extended fragments of his consciousness into each disturbance, stabilizing the threads, splitting energy into fractals, and redirecting destructive potential into harmless loops across dimensions.
"Engagement Phase I: outerversal assault countered. Probability threads stabilized," the drone intoned.
The Triad, sensing resistance, escalated further. Energy collided across seven realities simultaneously, distorting space and bending time. Yet Kyuroto moved with deliberate calm, allowing small illusions of success to mislead them. Every hesitation, every miscalculation, was woven into his infinite strategy.
He projected shadows of himself into every rift. Each acted independently yet in perfect synchronization, intercepting attacks, redirecting chaos, and reinforcing the lattice of probability. The Fractured Triad's confidence, though high, began to waver as their every effort seemed to accomplish nothing tangible.
"Observation: all Triad maneuvers anticipated. Outcome control exceeding 99.9999%," the drone reported.
Kyuroto allowed a brief pause, observing the chaos he orchestrated. The outerversal battlefield was his canvas. Every ripple, every pulse, every thought of the Triad was a brushstroke in the grand tapestry of infinite outcomes.
And in that quiet dominance, one truth remained: Kyuroto Mitsuyo, the Whisper of Infinity, remained untouchable, omnipotent, and in perfect control of destinies across infinite realities.