Sky Curtain: An Initial Overview of the Immortal Lord of the Myriad Laws of the Mortal World

[The Nameless One was the head of the Thousand Machines Pavilion in 1906 AD, and the number one shrew in the world of supernatural powers. He appeared as an owl with a talisman on its forehead and also used a wooden puppet named Yellow Flower for its movements. His true form is unknown. He often uttered vulgar language, referred to himself as "this humble one," and was extremely biased towards the Three Truths School of Buddhism, becoming extremely excited whenever anything related to it came to mind.]

The world of Gintama.

On the sofa in the Yorozuya, Sakata Gintoki picked his nose and stared at the sky with dead fish eyes, speaking lazily.

"Huh? The world's number one troll? Sounds like one of those keyboard-chattering, useless old men on the internet. And his real form is an owl? Does he have too much of a nightlife? Using a wooden puppet to represent himself, isn't that just to avoid rent and handle those requests? It's the life I, Gintoki, dream of! Damn it, why can't I have such a good life? But then again, being a fanatic fan is too much trouble, like a stalker. With that free time, I'd rather drink a few more cups of strawberry milk and think about the meaning of life... although I probably won't figure it out most of the time."

The world of "The King's Avatar".

In the training room of Happy Internet Cafe, Ye Xiu, with a cigarette dangling from his lips, typed on the keyboard with both hands, but his eyes were glancing at the screen, a mocking smile on his lips.

"The number one troll? Heh, not a bad title, promising. In online games, this kind of person usually doesn't last three seconds, or they're the type who, even if you block them, will create a new account to continue. But this guy is smart, he hides his real body well, using a puppet as a tank while he spams trash talk from behind. This tactic... is a bit dirty, I like it. As for favoring a certain faction, isn't this just like a guild leader who blindly protects their own in guild wars? 'Extremely excited'? Looks like a true fan, confirmed. If this kind of person came to our Happy, they'd definitely be the atmosphere-maker, I like this kind of person."

The world of Mob Psycho 100.

Inside the "Reigen Consultation Center," Reigen Arataka stood with his arms crossed, giving Shigeo Kageyama a "professional" analysis.

"Look closely at this extra. He's a classic example of someone who doesn't know how to properly present himself. 'Number One Troll'? What a degrading title! He should call himself 'The Magician of Words' or 'The Soul-Shaking Language Mastermind'! His owl appearance adds a sense of mystery, but his vulgar language lowers his image. He should say something pretentious, like 'Night is my curtain.' Also, showing favoritism towards a particular organization is good—it's called establishing an exclusive partnership—but it can't be too obvious. There needs to be a tacit understanding: 'I haven't said it, but you all know.' This guy is wasting a great character; I need to give him a complete makeover!"

[Wumingzi greatly admired Jiang Mingzi. When the same month's order was activated, Wumingzi immediately became dignified and dared not be presumptuous. When he saw Jiang Mingzi punish Haoguang with his own disgrace, he was even more astonished and praised him as worthy of being the great Ancestor Jiang.]

The world of One-Punch Man.

Saitama was walking home carrying a shopping bag from the supermarket when he yawned and thought expressionlessly.

"Oh... that talkative owl, he becomes docile when he sees his idol. Just like Genos when he sees me, but Genos talks even more... 'A disgraceful act'? That sounds complicated, is it the name of some kind of finishing move? Why do things this way? Wouldn't it be better to just punch him away? It would be faster and easier. And 'amazing'? I really don't understand what excites people these days. Oh no, the supermarket's bargain sale seems to be ending soon, I need to hurry back."

The world of "Heaven Official's Blessing".

Inside the Puqi Temple, Xie Lian was sweeping up the fallen leaves on the ground. He smiled gently, but his eyes seemed to be deep in thought.

"I can understand the feeling of unconsciously restraining one's words and actions upon seeing someone one admires. However... to praise someone for doing something that 'ruins one's reputation'... the complexities of this are probably beyond the comprehension of outsiders. That Master Jiang must have acted with a profound meaning beyond the understanding of ordinary people, perhaps for protection, or perhaps for tempering. That Nameless Senior was able to see through this and be impressed, which means he saw the true intention behind the action. However, this style of behavior will likely attract countless misunderstandings."

[The Nameless One's innate supernatural power is the ability to exchange souls with enemies. By using his owl body to exchange souls with powerful supernatural beings, the opponent is essentially rendered powerless in combat, making this ability surprisingly effective in battle.]

The world of Naruto.

On a rooftop in Konoha, Nara Shikamaru lay watching the clouds, looking utterly annoyed.

"Ugh... This is so troublesome. A soul-swapping ninjutsu? The Yamanaka clan's Mind Transfer Jutsu is somewhat similar, but this seems even more domineering. Directly stuffing the opponent's soul into the body of an owl? That's truly... amazing. A powerful figure used to commanding the wind and rain, suddenly turned into a bird that can only coo, unable to even maintain balance, let alone fight with hand seals. The strategic value of this move is too high; it's almost an unsolvable open scheme. However, the activation conditions must be very demanding, right? Otherwise, it's too cheating. Seriously, why are there always these unpredictable guys? They make me lose several more hairs just thinking of tactics."

The world of Rick and Morty.

In the garage lab, Rick Sanchez let out a loud burp and glanced disdainfully at the sky.

"*Hiccup*... Soul swapping? Oh, God, another one of those boring interstellar hippie tricks. I... I got tired of it hundreds of universes ago, Morty. Listen, this thing is more flawed than your grandma's teeth. Swap your soul into a bird's body? And then what? Do you think their allies will just stand by and watch? They'll just crush that *hiccup*... bird, and your soul will go to hell with that pile of feathers. Or worse, the other side might be a freak who's a master of soul magic and turns your bird body into an eternal engine of pain. Trust me, Morty, never put your consciousness into a container with zero combat power. That's the first rule of survival in the universe. Only an idiot would do that."

In 1906, Wumingzi used a telepathic talisman to meet Haoguang and others. He recognized Haishan as the seventh son of Haizhengzong by their identical colors and asked if Haishan could sell his body to him after death, offering to pay a price in advance. However, it turned out that Haishan, having mastered the treacherous method of achieving immortality, lived far longer than Wumingzi.

The world of Fullmetal Alchemist: Brotherhood.

In his office at Central Command, Colonel Roy Mustang's fingertips traced a document, his eyes sharp.

"Recognizing someone by their eye color—good intelligence work. But to ask to buy their corpse in advance? What arrogance and morbidity! This behavior is undoubtedly provocative, treating the other person as their possession. Yet, the ending is ironic. The one who sought immortality survived, while the one who premeditated the death of others went first. This is the tragic end of those who do not respect life and attempt to control everything. The principle of alchemy is equivalent exchange, but life and time cannot be bought in advance at any cost."

The world of Time Agent.

Inside the "Time Photo Studio," Lu Guang adjusted his glasses and calmly analyzed the situation.

"This nameless man's behavior is highly unpredictable. His keen eye for people suggests he possesses a wealth of intelligence; however, his rash words and actions, such as directly requesting to buy corpses, easily escalate conflict. This indicates extreme self-confidence, even arrogance. His failure to anticipate Hai Shan's lifespan far exceeding his own was a major oversight in his intelligence and an inevitable consequence of his arrogance. Conclusion: He is an excellent tactical executor, but not a competent strategic planner, because he cannot objectively assess all variables, especially those 'methods of immortality' beyond his comprehension."

That was the first time Wumingzi had met Gao Haoguang, the successor of the Three Truths. Although Haoguang did not reveal his real name, Wumingzi knew perfectly well that this young man was the one chosen by the Three Truths' Monthly Decree, because he was exactly the same as the portrait left by Jiang Mingzi.

The world of "Fog Hill of Five Elements".

In a corner of Dishan Village, Wenren Yixuan wiped the fire-resistant cloth in his hand, his expression cold and stern.

"To judge someone as the chosen one based solely on their appearance is incredibly hasty. Bloodline and lineage may grant power, but they also bring shackles. From this moment on, this young man named Gao Haoguang is no longer himself. He will live in the shadow of Jiang Mingzi, and all his achievements will be attributed to that similar face. What excites the nameless one is not Gao Haoguang himself, but the illusory bubble of 'Jiang Mingzi reincarnated.' True strength never relies on the shadow of others to prove itself. I hope this young man is prepared to sever this causal link."

The world of Jujutsu Kaisen.

On the way to carry out the mission, Nanami Kento pushed up his goggles and said in his usual calm tone.

"So that's how it is. It's a judgment based on appearance. It's completely illogical, purely an emotional projection. This kind of fanatical worship often turns into irrational favoritism and excessive expectations, which is a curse for the person being expected to be. Work is garbage, but this kind of 'job' where you're expected to do something just because someone looks like you is garbage among garbage. That boy probably won't have any peace from now on. I really want to tell him to run away, to escape from these self-righteous guys, to find a job, and experience the small but real protection that labor laws provide."