With only vague recollection of how he got to this moment, Hikaru stands on the edge of a Colosseum, the rock opposite to him bloody and beaten. Itachi descends from a magic escalator leading straight into the center of the arena. He confronts the victor and stands in front of them, clapping his hands together. "Congratulations, Hikaru Michi, for felling many opponents up to this point. I suspect you will face many more opponents in the future, and will come out triumphant time and time again. I deem you worthy of going on to face bigger and better trials. Thus, do I bestow upon you the right to attune to the Infinite Messiahs." He holds out his hands slowly, the tips of the plasma blade appearing out of the palms of his once clapped hands. He then grabs the hilt and thrusts the blade into the ground in front of Hikaru. "With this light, you shall attain infinite potential. Use it wisely."