Simultaneous Transmigration: From Japanese Anime to American Comics

With a slight smirk, Chu Yang taunted, "You're a creation of Kaguya Ōtsutsuki's will, a special existence suspended between life and death. You've never feared entering someone else's consciousness, because you are consciousness itself."

"I guess, though, that if you were to die here in the realm of consciousness, you'd die for good, wouldn't you?"

A suffocating pressure weighed down on Black Zetsu, like a massive stone pressing against his chest, growing heavier by the second, making it hard for him to breathe.

He tried to change the setting, but the grand palace stood immovable before him, like a mountain connecting heaven and earth.

Despite the fact that he had cast the genjutsu, it was Chu Yang who had taken control. The situation mirrored what had just happened earlier, except the protagonist had changed.

Black Zetsu scanned his surroundings, feeling increasingly uneasy about the palace. There was a kind of indescribable power here. He couldn't help but ask, "What is this place? Who exactly are you? How do you know about my mother?"

Sitting on the throne, Chu Yang appeared like a god or demon surveying all beneath him. He smiled faintly and said, "What use would answering you be? You're going to die soon anyway."

The sense of danger grew stronger, and Black Zetsu's face darkened. He tried to sink into the ground to escape this mysterious palace.

However, his Mayfly Technique seemed to fail, leaving him standing there motionless. His face turned as pale as a sheet, cold sweat pouring down.

"Ha..."

Chu Yang's laughter echoed through the vast palace.

Black Zetsu looked up abruptly, and figures began to emerge around Chu Yang's throne, staring directly at him.

To Black Zetsu, these figures merged into a massive, sky-covering shadow that began to descend upon him.

"Ahhhhh!!!"

Something was writhing within the shadow, as if it were chewing.

Black Zetsu's screams gradually faded away.

At the same time, a shattered throne behind Chu Yang began to visibly repair itself.

As Black Zetsu died, Chu Yang's counterparts from various worlds were summoned to the Soul Palace.

"Another newcomer?" The Demon Slayer Chu Yang walked over casually, but after glancing around, found no sign of the newcomer.

"No newcomer? Then what was the palace's sudden call for?" Demon Slayer Chu Yang frowned.

"Something special must have happened," Magic Chu Yang suggested. He proposed that everyone share their recent memories to understand the situation.

After sharing their memories, the four of them finally understood what had just transpired.

"So, these damaged thrones really can be restored..." Magic Chu Yang said as he gently touched the newly restored throne.

Pirate Chu Yang asked in confusion, "What's so special about Black Zetsu that the Soul Palace absorbed him?"

Naruto Chu Yang thought for a moment before replying, "Could it have something to do with the fact that he's a manifestation of Kaguya Ōtsutsuki's will?"

"A palace existing within the consciousness, absorbing fragments of consciousness..."

The four of them murmured together, realizing that this theory might actually hold some truth.

Magic Chu Yang added, "Whether that's the case or not, we'll only know for sure when it happens again."

With that settled, the group began summarizing their recent gains.

Demon Slayer Chu Yang had made the most progress, honing his Sun Breathing technique to its peak, awakening both the Demon Slayer Mark and Transparent World. His body was continuously breaking through its limits.

Magic Chu Yang had been learning wand crafting, organizing many highly practical spells, and had even designed tailored training plans for everyone based on their current statuses.

He was proving to be the steady and reliable logistics researcher.

Pirate Chu Yang's Haki and martial arts had also greatly improved. Under Shanks' guidance, he was gradually reaching the threshold of Conqueror's Haki.

Once he left the Soul Palace, it wouldn't be long before he fully awakened it.

Compared to the others' substantial progress, Naruto Chu Yang's advancements seemed methodical. He spent his days training with Wood Release, studying ninjutsu, and educating others. It felt like the life of a government worker.

He didn't need to invest too much effort in researching ninjutsu—Magic Chu Yang was there to assist with that. All he had to do was take the results and discuss them with Tobirama Senju.

With their shared abilities and talents, the four of them had taken another big leap in strength.

In the Harry Potter world.

Chu Yang pushed open the door to the wand shop. Outside, the world was already blanketed in white, with tiny snowflakes floating like catkins in the air, landing on the ground and becoming part of the snow-covered landscape.

"Haha, Merry Christmas, Mr. Chu Yang!"

"Good morning, Mr. Ollivander. Merry Christmas!"

Ollivander was holding two cups of hot tea, handing one to Chu Yang and sipping from the other. Gazing at the snowy scenery outside, he sighed in satisfaction.

"Child, after Christmas, you'll be returning to Hogwarts. What are your plans for the future?" Ollivander asked, casting a glance at Chu Yang with a sparkle in his eyes, as if he had something important to say.

Chu Yang thought that Ollivander was reluctant to let him go, so he quickly said, "I'll visit often, Mr. Ollivander. Apparition isn't difficult for me."

"Haha, of course, I know it's not hard for you, you're a genius." Ollivander winked playfully at Chu Yang, then shook his head with a laugh. "But that's not what I meant, Chu Yang!"

"In wand-making, there's nothing more I can teach you. Your learning ability is just too..." Ollivander chuckled to himself. Complimenting Chu Yang had become such a habit for him that he couldn't stop even now.

"In short, you've graduated. From today on, you are officially a wandmaker, or perhaps... I should say a master."

"You can now craft wands under your own name. With your skills, people will flock to you for commissions. Plus, with the resources at your disposal, you won't have to worry about Galleons anymore."

Chu Yang remained silent for a moment before asking, "Mr. Ollivander, are you suggesting that I don't need to return to Hogwarts?"

"You're a smart one," Ollivander sighed. "Hogwarts may be the safest place in the world with Dumbledore there, but as you know, Dumbledore isn't a god. There are things even he can't handle."

"Hogwarts isn't safe right now, and the entire magical world is shrouded in a shadow because of recent events. No one knows when a crisis might explode."

Though Ollivander didn't say it directly, Chu Yang understood that he was talking about Voldemort.

Failing to secure unicorn blood to prolong his life, Voldemort must have turned to other dark means, which is why the magical world had become so tense and unpredictable, with everyone on edge.

Ollivander hoped Chu Yang could avoid this danger. Even if it meant delaying or abandoning his studies, it wouldn't matter. With Chu Yang's talent, he didn't need a Hogwarts diploma to make a name for himself in the magical world.

"Given Voldemort's current state, he should soon make a move on Harry and the Philosopher's Stone."

Based on the signs over the past month, Chu Yang felt that Voldemort would likely act during the Christmas holidays. If he waited until after the break to return, he could spend the rest of the term peacefully studying.

Chu Yang wasn't too worried about Harry's safety. With the protection of the blood charm and the protagonist's plot armor, Voldemort wouldn't stand a chance before Harry turned 18.

However, there's an old saying: "Reality is often much harsher than one's ideals." Just when you think everything will go according to plan, fate will ambush you with a curveball.

That evening, the joyous sounds of Christmas carols echoed throughout Diagon Alley, but the loud knocking on the wand shop's door disrupted the peace.

"Hey! Hey! It's the holidays; we're closed! I don't know where you're from, but that's really rude!"

Ollivander grumbled as he walked to the hall, intending to open the door and give whoever was outside a piece of his mind.

But when he opened the door, he was stunned.

Standing outside were three young wizards, one of whom he remembered quite clearly.

The famous "Harry Potter"!

Ollivander swallowed his complaints and quickly put on a surprised smile. "Oh! If it isn't Mr. Potter! Are you here in Diagon Alley with your friends to celebrate Christmas?"

"I'm sorry, but this is a wand shop; we don't offer extra services."

Hermione quickly spoke up, "Mr. Ollivander, we're here to see Chu Yang. Is he here?"

Ollivander hesitated, "Who told you that?"

Ron shrugged. "Hagrid..."

Harry and Hermione simultaneously elbowed Ron, signaling him to keep quiet.

Chu Yang's whereabouts after his vacation were supposed to be a secret, known only to Dumbledore and Hagrid. The trio had found out through sheer luck, overhearing Hagrid.

Worried about Chu Yang after his sudden departure, they decided to visit him during the Christmas break.

Normally, Chu Yang would be happy to see them...

But their timing now made things complicated.

Seeing the trio standing in front of him, Chu Yang found it hard to feel any joy.

Ollivander gently pushed Chu Yang out of the wand shop, smiling and telling him to go celebrate the holidays with his friends, not noticing Chu Yang's slightly helpless expression.

The trio left their luggage at the Leaky Cauldron and excitedly wandered around Diagon Alley, marveling at the dazzling array of Christmas merchandise.

"Ron, aren't you going home for Christmas?"

"I wanted to, but my parents went to Romania to visit my brother Charlie. He's studying dragons there."

"Oh, that sounds wonderful! I hope they have a perfect Christmas."

"Thanks, Chu Yang."

"And what about you, Hermione? Aren't you spending Christmas with your parents?"

"I was supposed to, but I decided to do something different this year. We've always spent Christmas together, but this year, I wanted a change."

Chu Yang took a deep breath, trying to keep his smile, then turned to Harry, who scratched his head and gave him a sheepish grin.

Chu Yang silently turned away; if he looked any longer, he'd feel overwhelmed.

The trio ran around, playing with anything fun and buying all sorts of snacks. Rich Harry led the way with Galleons, making the passing wizard families gaze at them with envy.

"Tsk, tsk. Good thing this is Diagon Alley. If we were next door, these three would get mugged down to their underwear."

Chu Yang took the cotton candy Hermione handed him and joked while eating. But soon, he felt the malicious gaze of someone watching them from the crowd.

Without a word, Chu Yang quietly activated his Observation Haki.

In a shadowy corner of the street stood Professor Quirrell, the Defense Against the Dark Arts teacher who had recently gone missing, glaring at the trio, particularly Harry, with venom in his eyes.

Through his Observation Haki, Chu Yang sensed Quirrell conversing with Voldemort.

"Because of your slip-up, Dumbledore became suspicious and moved the Philosopher's Stone from the chamber. Now we have no idea where it is."

"Forgive me, my lord. If it hadn't been for that strange person we encountered in the Forbidden Forest, I would've gotten the Stone."

"Enough! Be quiet! I don't want to hear about that incident anymore. Now, you have one job: capture Harry Potter and use him to trade for the Philosopher's Stone with Dumbledore!"