Transformed into the leader of an esoteric sect in Japan

Section 24, Chapter Twenty-Four: The Original Owner's Diary

Soon, a satisfied Kurosawa Ai was casually picked up by Kurosawa Shizuki and placed in a bathtub full of hot water.

“Sister, you are still the same as before,” Kurosawa Ai smiled at Kurosawa Shizuki with relief. “Only you can help me take a bath like this.”

"Perhaps I really am your older sister, nothing has ever changed." Kurosawa Shizuki sighed softly.

Kurosawa Shizuki then took a quick shower, barely daring to look at herself in the mirror, somewhat astonished to find that her body was now more attractive to her than her sister's. If only she were her girlfriend.

She roughly dried her body with a towel, but I couldn't help but catch a glimpse of it out of the corner of my eye.

A dazzling pale complexion, a youthful yet budding development, perfect lines, a clear yet eerie aura, and those mysteriously blue eyes that evoke images of blooming poppies.

Even a single glance inside the misty mirror, shrouded in moisture, is enough to send chills down one's spine. The overwhelming allure of that beauty would have caused one's sanity to crumble instantly if seen by one's past self.

"But I can see it, yet I can't eat it..." she muttered softly to herself in the mirror.

"Sister, let's take a bath together!" Kurosawa Ai, still giggling and playing in the water in the bathtub, extended an invitation to Kurosawa Shizuki.

“Okay, I’m here too!” Kurosawa Shizuki didn’t hesitate any longer. She had already wiped Ai’s body so carefully before, so she was used to it. What was wrong with taking a bath together now?

He jumped into the bathtub with a splash, and naturally pulled the soft, cuddly little Ai into his arms, as if he were hugging a giant doll.

The sisters helped each other scrub the bath, occasionally playing around with each other, and nothing unusual happened.

After taking a bath, Kurosawa Shizuki dried her body and hair, found her new clothes, helped her put them on again one by one, and finally put a prosthetic leg on Ai.

Next comes yourself.

My heart was pounding, and my emotions, which had been slightly calmed down, started to race again. My face turned red, and I turned my head away, pulled my water-drenched hair back, picked up the hairdryer, and spent a long time drying my long hair.

Kurosawa Ai had found her a set of pajamas in advance, and Kurosawa Shizuki put them on carelessly before daring to look directly at herself in the mirror.

She wore a pink and white checkered pajama set, looking relaxed and comfortable, with a bath towel draped over her shoulders and pink cotton slippers on her little feet.

The girl's cheeks were flushed, but her skin was still excessively pale, so pale that it was almost transparent, as if one could see the flow of blood vessels. The beauty of this body was not the kind of healthy beauty full of vitality. On the contrary, it exuded an aura of frailty from head to toe, making one worry that it might be blown away by the wind or fall to the ground and shatter.

His dark blue eyes were bright, but they also had an evil aura about them; looking into them felt like your soul would be sucked in.

Her long, flowing hair was incredibly fine and soft, each strand radiating a unique, artistic glow.

The girl in the mirror looked bewildered, fearful, and uneasy, with even a fleeting hint of violence.

Stepping out of the bathroom, Kurosawa Ai, having finished her shower, started watching TV. However, this time it wasn't an animated series; instead, it was a late-night drama. To her surprise, Kurosawa Shizuki discovered that it was actually a late-night ghost story drama produced by Suzaku TV, a subsidiary of the Black Sun Cult—"World's Strange Stories."

Sitting next to Ai Kurosawa, I picked up the teapot, took a small sip of the freshly brewed tea, and felt like I was going to collapse. I was a little curious about what TV dramas in this world were like.

The host, a polite elderly man wearing black sunglasses, sat in a gloomy mansion with his arms crossed. A black cat with golden eyes lay on his knees. The old man gave the camera a mysterious smile. At the same time, the camera zoomed out, and outside the window behind the old man, a black moon slowly rose from the clouds, creating a very atmospheric scene.

The dark red logo of "World of Wonders" slowly appeared beside the old man, creating a truly mysterious atmosphere.

"Good evening, everyone..." The expressionless old man stood up, smiled and greeted the audience. The black cat jumped off his knees. "Danger accompanies us throughout our lives. Even if we look forward to an ordinary and insignificant life, not everything will go as we wish."

As soon as he finished speaking, a flowerpot fell from the sky, hitting the old man squarely on the head, causing him to bleed profusely. However, the next instant, the camera panned to the right, and another smiling old man in sunglasses continued, "You've dodged one danger, but there will be a second one..."

The elderly man was once again struck and thrown into the air by a car that suddenly crashed into the screen.

The third old man gracefully stepped out of the car, continuing to recite his lines: "Whether it's the second or the third time, danger always follows us like a leech..."

"Today we're going to tell a story about a sudden death that happened around us..." After saying that, the old man was shot in the head by a bullet that appeared out of nowhere.

Kurosawa Shizuki felt that with the old man's opening remarks and the subtle camera language, a mysterious atmosphere did indeed spread in the room. Every death shot in the footage felt both sudden and real, as if the old man had really died once.

"Sister, you want to watch it too?" Kurosawa Ai tilted her head at her sister. "Don't you have anything more important to do? Like that computer?"

“Yes, the computer…” Kurosawa Shizuki paused, then stood up from her seat. She could watch TV series whenever she wanted; the most urgent task now was to gather more information about the former owner. There was still a lot of information on that laptop that she hadn’t collected yet.

"She's regained consciousness, but she's becoming more and more sluggish." Watching Kurosawa Shizuki's back as she headed towards the computer desk, Kurosawa Ai rested her chin on her hands: "This kind of older sister is even cuter."

Kurosawa Shizuki turned on her computer, entered the password she had previously memorized, and returned to the very messy desktop. This time, the first thing Kurosawa Shizuki opened was the folder containing the previous owner's logs.

She started browsing through the original owner's diary, hoping to find more interesting information. Even if there was no information, it would be good if she could gain some understanding of the original owner. Kurosawa Shizuki was somewhat looking forward to seeing some dramatic gossip.

The log was first updated three years ago, and the update dates after that were completely irregular, probably because the original owner would jot down some things whenever he was in the mood.

February 18, 2016. Sunny. Serapis Hotel, Alexandria.

I received this 'Narrator' computer from my father today, and I'm very happy. I've decided to use it to start writing a diary.

Although I'm writing a diary, I still don't know exactly what I should write.

Anyway, I won't give the computer to Aiwan. Once my things are in Aiwan's hands, they never come back intact.

Dad started looking for a door that could be opened with a key, and he went out every day, repeatedly warning us to be careful of anyone around us. We wouldn't be safe for a single day until the crack was discovered.

Sometimes Ai would curl up in the corner of her bed and cry in the middle of the night. After her mother was erased, only I was left to comfort her.

I dared not go out. I felt that everyone outside was watching us with the purple eyes of a great enemy.

The outside world is so scary.

The original owner of this body three years ago was actually staying in Alexandria, the capital of Egypt. This was something Kurosawa Shizuki never expected. Was the Kurosawa family already in exile at this time?

The following diary entries were mostly records of trivial daily life. It seems that the original owner had been staying in the hotel for a while. Her father did not allow her to leave the hotel at all. As expected of an old-school anime fan, the original owner simply stayed in the hotel and used her computer to catch up on anime. Several diary entries were actually the original owner's thoughts on watching anime.

In these diary entries, Kurosawa Shizuki only saw a sensitive and lonely girl locked in a hotel, recording her feelings in solitude. Her only companion was Kurosawa Ai. However, Kurosawa Ai's condition did not seem to be good during this period either. The original owner recorded more than once that Kurosawa Ai would get angry over inexplicable trivial matters and would smash things.

Love's left leg seemed to have developed a problem at that time. The original owner mentioned in her diary that it was "the curse of the liquidator".

Based on the information revealed between the lines of the original owner's words, it is speculated that the original owner's father seemed to be searching for something in Egypt.

At that time, the original owner's father was still alive. It seems that the original owner, love, and father were probably indeed fleeing all over the world to avoid the so-called "great enemy" and His henchmen.

P.S., I'll work hard on writing and keep updating!!! Aww!!!

Section 25, Chapter Twenty-Five: Multiple Histories and the End of the World

April 25, 2016. Hot and cloudy.

Using the key, Dad took us to the secluded realm for the first time. It was a truly magical experience; it was hard to believe that such a realm existed beneath our everyday world. I want to record this wondrous world with my pen.

Immersed in eternal darkness, the folds of multiple histories are intertwined here, and it is said that wandering travelers travel between different histories here.

I saw a blue sun. My father said it was the sun of the sixth century AD, a time when a great plague swept across the world.

My father said that the dead gods are hidden in the Netherworld, where multiple histories are woven, and the world is split and pieced together again and again, and now it is finally on the verge of collapse.

Soon, a decisive battle will unfold between different histories, and only one history will become the true history—this is the doomsday prophecy heard by the great enemy in the oracle at Delphi.

I still can't imagine what the doomsday my father talked about would actually look like.

The Oracle, Pythia, announced that the end times will come on June 21, 2020.

Starting with this diary entry, the father would occasionally take the original owner to a strange world called "The Ghost Realm." Kurosawa Aichi seemed to possess a "key," but Kurosawa Shizuki did not find anything similar on herself.

The original owner often mentioned the concept of "multiple histories" in his diary. As the name suggests, could this be something like a parallel universe?

It seems that humans who possess the key can travel between different multiple histories through the Ghost Realm.

According to the original owner, a decisive battle will break out between multiple histories in the near future, which is the true face of the apocalypse that Ai has been mentioning.

The amount of information was overwhelming and extremely difficult to understand; Kurosawa Shizuki felt her head was about to be filled with strange knowledge.

"May 13, 2016. Dense fog."

Dad also took us to the Khiva Oasis deep in the desert. Dad told us that in the third history, Alexander the Great once listened to the oracle here, learned of his destiny as the king of the world, and launched that war of destiny by chasing the shadow of the Lionsmith.

Alexander the Great? The immortal who was killed by an assassin biting him with a venomous snake? He actually became the king of the world in some other version of history?

The sky above the Ghost Realm is a black, deep sea. Dad said that ocean is made up of something called black matter, and that during the final battle, the history of defeat will be swallowed up by it.

In the Shiva Oasis, Dad couldn't find what he was looking for; it seemed the enemy had come first, and Dad was very angry.

Kurosawa Shizuki, who knew nothing about the history of this world, searched online for the history of Alexander the Great, the Macedonian conqueror, and was shocked to find that in the history of this world, Alexander did not conquer all of Persia and then march all the way to India as she knew in her previous life.

Alexander met with Darius, the King of Kings, in Issus for three days and three nights. On the first day, they threatened each other; on the second, they made promises to each other; on the third, they exchanged secrets. Darius uttered some startling words to Alexander. At dawn on the fourth day, Alexander declared, "The sun's path returns to its beginning, and so does mine." He then returned to Macedonia and executed the two generals who questioned his decision.

Alexander learned a secret from his nemesis Darius, a secret that led Alexander to decide to withdraw his troops and end what was supposed to be a long and arduous conquest.

It seems that the history of this world is indeed completely different from the history that Kurosawa Shizuki knew in her previous life. Kurosawa Shizuki then checked other historical figures she knew, from ancient times to the present, and found all sorts of subtle and strange inconsistencies.

Fu Jian emerged victorious at the Battle of Fei River, establishing another unified Central Plains dynasty that lasted for two hundred years, setting history on a completely different path. The most obvious impact on contemporary history was that in 1925, the last emperor of a feudal dynasty peacefully abdicated.

The first to discover the New World were the immigrants from Yashan in the Song Dynasty, who established the Second Dynasty of the Asian Song Dynasty. In the present-day "New Roman Republic" in the Americas, 30% of the population is still of Chinese descent.

It was not Attila the Scourge of God who destroyed the Roman Empire, but Gaesaric, a Vandal whom Shizuki Kurosawa had never heard of.

Germany, not Japan, was the first country to be bombed with nuclear weapons during World War II. Germany had also bombed the Soviet Union with nuclear weapons before its surrender.

...Kurosawa Shizuki, whose worldview was greatly impacted by the various magical historical events, gradually began to understand.

It seems that she is not living in the same "history" as she was in her previous life?

"June 7, 2016. Dense fog. Port of call."

The ship's horn sounded, the sea surged, and Ai had fallen asleep, but she still had a fever. The curse of the great enemy could not be lifted, but fortunately, her father found medicine in time.

When his father was injured and went to find medicine, he seemed to have encountered the henchmen of a formidable enemy. He used a knife to inflict wounds on them, but he himself was not completely spared either.

The enemy is closing in; we must pack our bags and leave Egypt.

According to her father's plan, the next stop was Antakya.

We feel very fortunate to have enjoyed such peace for so long.

In the following year, the Kurosawa family of three traveled to more than a dozen countries—Türkiye, Greece, Iraq, South Africa, India…

He could stay in some cities for almost a month, but in others he had to leave after less than a week. The diary entries were mostly his travelogues and reflections from his travels around the world.

However, every few entries, the diary would suddenly mention "a formidable enemy is pursuing us" without warning, so the three members of the Kurosawa family, like stray dogs, had no choice but to embark on their journey once again.

For any normal child, such a life is obviously unacceptable. Shizuki Kurosawa and Ai Kurosawa had almost no normal childhood, were unable to make any friends, and were even unable to attend ordinary schools.

Moreover, during this period, Kurosawa Ai seems to have been infected with some kind of strange disease, and often mentions "Ai has a fever." Because of the curse of the great enemy, the original owner of the body who has been taking care of her younger sister seems to be getting more and more anxious about it.

Long-standing discontent finally erupted one day.

June 12, 2017. Heavy rain. Moscow.

Father returned very late, bringing with him the three heads of his enemy's informant. He devoured their time, but his increasingly severe injuries still could not heal.

My father has already been wounded six times by the enemy, and each wound is leaving a mark, making it easier for the enemy to track us.