It has been Ten years since they managed to stop Fuu from creating a new universe, and the Time Patrol has managed to create Peace between them and the Demon Realm. The life of the patrollers have been peaceful, and quiet, though they kept training, in preparation of another threat. This is where our story begins.
6 days before the tournament...
Two Purple irises with black Pupils opened, and blinked with a hiss from the boy, as the sun shined directly into his eyes. 'Damn Sun, why is it always directly at me, and not the others?' Beat though to himself. He sat up, and rubbed his eyes, before yawning. 6 AM, Six fucking am, and he was awake. Note was always awake at this point, making breakfast with the other heroes, while they let Beat sleep, due to the intense training he has been going through. This entire process threw off his sleep schedule, to the point he would wake up at random times on some days. Beat slipped out of bed, and walked downstairs, and was greeted with the entire house being empty. Did he forget about something, something important? Where was everyone? Why was it so quiet? He checked Note's room, Basaku's room, Erito's room, and the others, but no one was there.
He headed out to Hero Town, which felt more like a ghost town, not even the guards were there. Not even Leggings was there, it was just as empty. "Did something bad happen that I slept through?" Beat asked himself. "Were we attacked, oh god." He said, worry beginning to show in his voice. He called out a few names, hoping it was some sick joke or some illusion, but it was true. Hero Town was empty. 'Oh no, did Towa betray us? Did they attack us out of nowhere?'
Suddenly, he got a call from Chronoa at the Time Patrol HQ talking about a special meeting. Beat hurried there, hoping it wasn't a bad thing. Beat burst through the entrance, remembering not to break it. "Chronoa, what's happened? Where is everyone, Hero Town is a Ghost Town!" He yelled, but... Chronoa was gone as well. "Oh fuck." He said, now extremely worried, thinking something bad happened. He turned around to hurry, and try to figure everything out, and ran smack faced into a pie. Note slapped him with a pie. 'A pie... ooh strawberry pie, my favorite.' the boy thought to himself, before quickly trying to gain back vision. When he did, he nearly had a heart attack as everyone showed up, yelling out in unison, "SURPRISE!" Beat fell down, genuinely startled, a loud yell elicited from him. "Happy birthday!" they all said. 'Happy... Birthday?' He thought to himself, before realizing it was his birthday. "Oh, what the fuck?" he said aloud, genuinely annoyed that everyone would go to that extent to throw a party for him. "Really? Did you seriously have to do this, I thought you were all dead, I was panicking." The boy said, bonking Note on the top of her head.
"Well, how else would we celebrate it? With us just walking up to you, and congratulating you? No! If we are gonna do it, we are gonna do it big!" Note said to him. "Guess I can't argue with that." Beat said, chuckling. The party began, with everyone, even the Demon Realm showing up. It was a truly happy day, cheering Beat up, and erasing any tire from him. That night, the sound of laughter could be heard coming from the Time Nest, deep within Hero Town. It could still heard echoing through the valley, in the wee hours of the morning. Inside, the nest was aglow with the love that was shared between family, and friends. It was a night to remember, for all. In the morning the cheer had died down, but the glee was felt no matter what.
The next Six days were Training, visiting the demon realm, and spending the day with Note. He visited his adoptive brothers and sister, chatting with them, training with them, and even having all out battles with them. His training with Whis was difficult as always, but he was making amazing progress, as he was able to land multiple hits on him, and slowly beginning to push him back. He was still unable to cut Whis, but his magic allowed him to surprise Whis. On the Sixth day, A ship landed in Hero Town. A weird race called the Vargas exited the ship, and talked with them, talking about some kind of Multiverse tournament. Many patrollers decided to sign up, with there ending up being 40 people signed up, and more being spectators. They arrived in the Universe 0, and entered the tournament stadium, before realizing they were the first ones there, being designated as universe 1. They began to see the other universes filing in.