Biotronix shows images of a number of metahumans with micro-muscular structures and the Reaper watches though it doesn't seem to make much of a dent. Instead, the dark clad pupil finds more road when he meditates, looking inward as he did to boost his spirit when he finds the answer: everything is energy. By packing the power in a smaller package, everything opens up; the avenues of the muscle, the structure of the bones, the pathways of nerves. Now, the tedious act of rearranging it, maybe tossing in an extra heart and some non-human organs.

...

“Nicely done. You're in tip-top-superhuman shape.” Biotronix turns his back as he ends his sentence. “Now, the next phase.”

As the Reaper stands, Biotronix points a cannon at him with a tuning fork on its end.

“Whoa, what's that f...”

The pupil doesn't get to finish his sentence as the fork hums and a large blast turns him into protoplasm.

“Sonic Disruptor, ought to hit you pretty hard considering it attacks the body and brain. Best sort of trauma to see if we can't get that regenerative abilities getting into third gear.”

A mouth forms in the mound of black ooze. “Thanks for the warning.”

...

“Rewiring my body, improving my regeneration rate, pushing the limits of my size and elasticity manipulation, combine my ki with my capabilities in energy manipulation, learn the differences in elements, what's next?”

“The final step. Up to this point, loosely formed structures like gases have been difficult for you to accurately switch to solids. We hit that, and you should be golden.”

“Alright, Bio, how do we do that?”

Biotronix sets up a humidifier.

“Since there is no air here, we'll have to make due with water vapor. Now, you're prone to make air into steel or stone walls; only, they look more like waves than walls. So, we start two fold: turn the vapor into something stronger, like titanium or diamond, and then work towards building more viable constructs. Easy, right?”

Putting his hand up to the steam, the man in black concentrates and a perfect diamond forms in his hand. He smiles as he lets it go and it reverts to gas. Concentrating, he tries to make one much larger, but instead a crystal looking like frozen fire forms. Frowning, he knows he's in for a hard time.

...

Utan and Hachiman punch at Reaper, but raising his arms titanium columns rise up and strike them under the jaw. Only slightly phased, two balls of light streak from their opponent's hand that explode sending the heroes back. Trample Jack swoops in with his power ring blasting but the dark clad combatant avoids only to be greeted with Nightingale's Kusanagi that slices him in half, only for the halves to form into a Reaper each. The Reapers must keep moving as long range blasts from Moriarty and Etrana send him forward towards Hachiman and Utan but the black wrapped warriors transform upside down in a blink as dozens of heels with legs moving like a circular saw catch the powerhouses of the Legend by surprise. The Reapers reform as his arms whip out to slap Jack's hand to blast Nightingale as the other hand grabs her Kusanagi as she reels. He wastes little time to use the magic sword on his recovering fighters leaving Utan and Hachiman injured as Reaper forms a slingshot with his left arm and fires the Kusanagi at Jack. A force field shatters but stops the sword as a black cyclone of fists and feet comes to him. They miss their target as an energy blasts from above sending the Reaper back. Biotronix lowers while drawing his Excalibur as Nightingale recovers her blade. Jack pulls out the Master Sword but seems puzzled at missing another sword. That puzzlement goes to amazement when the Reaper draws the Sword of Power.

“Guess who has the power now, item boy?”

Biotronix rockets forward dragging his sword against the black swordsman's pilfered weapon. The Kusanagi swipes at Nightingale's former pupil as Jack's Master Sword shoots blasts of energy as he charges into the fight. The Reaper fences the three, but they gain ground with every strike. A hand flies out of Reaper's chest and grabs Biotronix sucking his energy as two blasters form in his shoulders and blast his other two dance partners. The ebony morpher grabs the swords of his enemies and turns wielding them with four arms to block new blasts from Etrana and Moriarty. Throwing two of the swords at them, they dodge but notice a string attached that forms into a cable into a arm as the Reaper rockets toward them forming his own swords and imitating Roronoa Zoro's Asura technique. Seven swords strike at the long range combatants taking them out. The black swordsman turns to see his final three opponents coming towards him as he draws power from the four swords and erupts dropping the trio. When Biotronix comes to, he surveys the defeated Legend and smiles.

“You're ready.”

When the others awake, they congratulate their student. Nightingale steps forward with a box.

“For you.”

The Reaper opens it to find two katana.

“Masamune and Muramasa. Two ancient and powerful blades. Use them well.”

Trample Jack walks up with two swords himself.

“Drizzt's scimitars, Twinkle and Icingdeath. One of the best fighters to ever exist, these were his weapons.”

The red and green giant Hachiman removes two massive swords from his back.

“Sasaki Kojiro's nodachi Monohoshi Zao and Bankotsu's zanbato Banryu.”

Moriarty floats forward.

“Only one from me. Darth Vader's lightsabre.”

Biotronix in his gleaming armor steps ahead.

“And lastly from me, the swords of El Cid, Colada and Tizon.”

Taking on the Asura pose, he wields the nine blades. Etrana walks up with the Crescent Blade of the Moon as Jack joins her side. Jack speaks up first.

“That Chip Micro uses some real advanced stuff. I see bits and pieces of Oan power ring tech, Lensman disk structures, Ranger power morphing tech... but the tech in the scythe even blows that stuff away. The closest I can explain it is New Gods Mother Box type of tech with some Guyver or Galadorian Spaceknight sub-space type of manipulation, but light years ahead. It's alive!”

Etrana jumps in.

“What more, it's some amalgamation of science, magic, and alchemy. Those Quintessence markings are not just decoration, the staff appears to be some sort of gatekeeper key, able to not only pierce time and space but navigate it with octillion plus calculations, as far as Jack could record; no idea if we took it to its limit.”

“A little bit like Silver Surfer's board. As best as I can tell, Chip's devices were able to translate data in a form that's of mutual understanding; using what he has plus some finessing from Etrana and myself, we were able to create a direct line to your brainwaves and take out Chip's enhancements. With my penchant for items, I almost don't want to give this back...”

Etrana pulls it away from Jack as he looks down and hands it to its master.

“Thanks guys.”

“Well,” Biotronix steps in, “We'll leave you alone for a while to find the rest of your way. Good luck.”

With that, the Legend turn and disappear. The dark clad warrior looks at his scythe and promptly splits into ten versions of himself, each with one of his weapons. Getting in an offensive pose, they attack each other.

...

The ten warriors, breathing heavy and badly injured, form together. The Reaper stands and places his swords about his person. His scythe remaining, he turns it back into a ball and sucks it into his hand. A noise emerges behind him.

“Did you think you could hide?”

Reaper turns as the white world becomes pitch black.

“Doom Lord?”

“Ha ha. No. Well, kind of yes, but no.”

Reaper summons his swords as he's engulfed in darkness.

...

“Where is he?”

Time Trapper sits on a decaying throne as the Legend loiter before him.

“I imagine he's still training” returns Biotronix.

“No, he should be back now...”

Waving his frail, bandaged hand at a large crystal ball, all that appears is white.

“What?! Where is he?!”

“What's wrong, Trapper?” inquires Etrana.

“He's gone!”

Utan walks forward, “Where is he, then?”

Trapper turns away, “I... I don't know. I don't remember. I DON'T REMEMBER THIS!”