[Scene opens – The Vault's Heart: Throne of Becoming]
Jin Kuroya stepped into light.
No floor. No ceiling. Just a swirling sea of past, present, and future—all orbiting a burning throne made of soulsteel and memories. At its base, a floating inscription burned with red-hot symbols:
"The Soul With No Master."
Renzai's voice echoed softly.
"This is where names are erased. Where fates are rewritten."
Jin walked to the throne.
Each step felt like a lifetime.
Each breath like a war.
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[Vision Trigger – Truth Behind Raikou's Betrayal]
The flames flashed—
And Jin was no longer alone.
He stood in a memory that wasn't his.
A room. A council chamber.
Raikou on his knees, blood dripping from his mouth.
The High Council above him, silent.
"The blade is rejecting him."
"He's unstable."
"Exile him quietly. Say he died with honor."
Raikou looked up.
"You trained me to be a weapon."
"We never trained you to survive," one of the Captains said.
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[Back to the Vault – Jin reels from the truth]
His hands trembled.
His brother hadn't betrayed them.
He'd been discarded.
"You didn't fall into darkness," Jin whispered. "They pushed you."
The throne flared again.
And from it, Renzai emerged—not as a blade, but a figure cloaked in fire, face hidden, holding a crown of flame and a scroll sealed in chains.
"Jin Kuroya," it spoke.
"You are no longer a bearer."
You are no longer a vessel.
You are… the soul with no master."
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[Jin's Final Trial – Accepting His Fate, or Writing His Own]
The scroll floated forward.
It held two names.
1. Jin Kuroya: The Flame of Control.
2. Jin Kuroya: The Flame of Defiance.
One would make him a weapon of the Rekikan.
The other—a force that burns outside their system.
Jin looked up.
Eyes filled with clarity, not vengeance.
"I'll write my own name."
He took the crown of flame—and wore it.
The scroll caught fire. The throne exploded in golden flame.
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[Outside – The Vault Shatters]
The Rekikan shook.
A beacon of fire erupted from the rift in the sky—soul signatures warped around it.
Squads panicked. Captains stood.
And from the ashes, Jin emerged.
But different.
His cloak now carried no squad insignia.
His eyes glowed a deep amber-gold.
And on his back, burned into the air—
The sigil of Tenrou. The Soul with No Master.
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[Final Lines – Council Tower]
Captain Genroku stood, silent.
Captain Kurohana backed away.
"He chose… exile?"
Genroku shook his head.
"No."
"He chose freedom."