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Suddenly, the tablet on the floor surged with light. The "Lector Manga" interface bypassed its own security, displaying a single, unreleased panel: a silhouette of a man with eyes that burned like embers. "Is that... him?" Koga whispered.

"That," Ryuki said, his voice dropping to a predatory growl, "is the reason we’re here. The online world thinks this is entertainment. But for us, the next page is survival." Suddenly, the tablet on the floor surged with light

Ryuki took a step forward, the ground cracking under his heel. "The story isn't written by those who watch, Koga. It’s written by the one left standing." But for us, the next page is survival

It was Gaoh Ryuki, standing as still as a statue. He wasn’t looking at the screen; he was looking through the walls, through the very fabric of the Kengan matches. Between them lay the weight of Chapter 18—not just a sequence of pages on a reader, but the moment their paths finally diverged. He wasn’t looking at the screen

The air in the underground arena was thick with the scent of ozone and old blood. Koga Narushima stood at the edge of the concrete ring, his eyes locked on the flickering screen of a discarded tablet nearby. The headlines were blurred, but the name "Dragon Scan" flashed in neon colors—a digital ghost in a world of physical brutality. "You’re late, Koga," a voice rasped from the shadows.