Transformed into the leader of an esoteric sect in Japan

We all know that the long journey is probably coming to an end.

The whole city was trembling, the windows were covered in icy fog, and Love had another nightmare.

Unable to endure any longer, the endless escape, the relentless pursuit, the never-ending cycle, with no hope in sight.

She erupted, directly questioning her father: Why did you betray the enemy? Why did you steal our precious time? Why did you lead us into this meaningless exile?

To save me and my love, my father repeatedly emphasized that in the enemy's plans for the future, there was no room for me and my love to survive—in the enemy's vision, there would be no chance for humanity at all; the enemy denied this aspect of history.

Is there really no place in this world where we can stay for a long time? If there's no hope to begin with, then it's better not to run away at all.

Yes, after a long silence, the father admitted that it seemed that this was the only option left. Continuing with that kind of exile was meaningless; we never had a chance in the first place.

2016 7 Month 3 Day.

My father took us back to our hometown. We returned to Pyeongsang. We contacted Uncle Chaiqi. My father and Uncle Chaiqi talked for a long time and seemed to have finalized a deal.

My father devoted all his remaining time to Uncle Chaiqi, who in turn wove a completely new destiny for us, recruiting us into the Anti-Suppression Bureau as unofficial agents and assigning us entirely new identities. I think Uncle Chaiqi had foreseen all of this.

Ai's left leg finally lost all feeling, and Uncle Chaiqi prepared a prosthetic leg for her.

"Live well, don't seek revenge for me." These were the only simple words my father left behind before he departed. Ai and I both knew that he had to settle accounts with his formidable enemy; he couldn't escape, and he didn't want to escape.

I will live on, I will live forever, along with my father's share.

I will stop at nothing to kill this formidable enemy.

[Your side quest, "How I Died," has been completed with 26% intelligence gathering.]

P.S., I'm exhausted. It seems like it's fizzling out again. What do you guys think is wrong with this book right now? From the synopsis and title to the first three chapters... the number of favorites is increasing so slowly. What part is discouraging people from reading it?

Section 26, Chapter Twenty-Six: Esoteric Buddhist Archives

The background character "Destroyer of the Secret Cult" was originally just an interesting one that Lu Jingxi randomly chose when she created her account. At that time, Lu Jingxi only glanced at the background description.

However, as she read through the previous owner's diary, and with this body's memory being far better than her previous life, Kurosawa Shizuki gradually recalled the background of her initial character that she had only glanced at casually, which surprisingly coincided with her current situation.

"Cult Destroyer, Difficulty: Hard, Estimated playtime: 40+ hours, Recommended for: Experienced and persevering veteran cult leaders."

Your father, a wanderer on a long journey, foresaw the apocalyptic future and betrayed the cult of the Reckoners founded by his powerful master, stealing its most precious treasure—three hundred years that once belonged to two immortals. Before being hunted down and destroyed by his enemies, he bequeathed his final legacy to you. You witnessed firsthand how the sinful cult led your father step by step to destruction, and you harbor a deep-seated hatred for all cults in this world.

You returned to your hometown, contacted your father's old friend, and through your father's inheritance, made a deal to establish a secret connection with the Anti-Corruption Bureau. You knew your formidable enemy would not let you go, but you had already planned ahead. You displayed your talent by joining a powerful local cult—you will use the cult's power to fight against it. When the time comes, you will personally direct a grand drama to invite your enemy to participate, a performance that will inevitably have a very brutal ending… A thirst for conflict stirs within you, and if your grand plan succeeds, you will rise to even greater heights.

Kurosawa Shizuki regretted not choosing a simple and straightforward background story like "ambitious youth" or "historian" back then. Now, after actually transmigrating into the game, she had to face such a complicated situation. Moreover, the so-called "great enemy" and the secret cult "liquidator" under His control sounded ominous.

The fact that this cheap old man, whom she had never even met, could steal from her for three hundred years and still have the power to hunt him down all over the world, and finally actually kill him, makes Kurosawa Shizuki feel that this big boss's status should at least be close to those so-called gods, right?

The named individuals in the sixth stage are mostly figures who have survived from the mythological era to the present day. They may be the gods who walk among humans in the ancient legends of various civilizations.

With my current strength, if I were to be exposed to someone with a special name, it would be questionable whether I could even last one round.

Kurosawa Shizuki felt that although her strength after transmigrating wasn't weak, and she could mobilize such vast resources through the Black Sun Cult, she still couldn't afford to be reckless. Staying put and continuing to develop covertly was probably the only sensible approach. At least until she became an immortal, Kurosawa Shizuki absolutely dared not continue to delve deeper into investigating their formidable enemy.

I can only hope that the fate that Kurosawa Ai mentioned, which was altered by that Uncle Shibasaki, can really ward off the great enemy. However, judging from the original owner's tragic experience, I'm afraid she still hasn't been able to completely escape the influence of the great enemy.

Kurosawa Shizuki continued reading the next entry in the diary, hoping to gather more information from the previous owner's diaries after arriving in Japan, however...

"Why isn't there a single word?" Kurosawa Shizuki was stunned. What was going on?

Opening each file one by one, from the previous owner's diary entry about two years ago about going to Japan to the diary entry from two weeks ago, without exception, all of them were blank and all were 0 bytes in size.

"Ai, do you know what's going on?" He called Kurosawa Ai over.

"It's no use asking me, sister. You've never let me touch the computer... As far as I know, you're probably the only one who's ever touched this computer in all this time. Maybe you did it yourself before you lost your memory." Kurosawa Ai shrugged.

Did the original owner do it herself? Why delete the diary? Did the original owner already know that someone else would read her diary in the future, so she kept some information in advance and deleted all the information that shouldn't have been kept? Kurosawa Shizuki recalled the figure that seemed to be the original owner who had silently appeared beside her not long ago and helped her unlock the password. It was probably true.

It seems that the original owner's diary after arriving in Japan contained many things that the current Kurosawa Shizuki couldn't know? What exactly did the original owner want to hide from her? Kurosawa Shizuki increasingly felt that the original owner seemed to have known all along that she would come to usurp her place, and that the original owner had already begun plotting against her before she even transmigrated... This feeling was indeed unpleasant.

Kurosawa Shizuki didn't believe that the original owner of this body would have any good intentions towards her, a visitor from another world.

Dejected, Kurosawa Shizuki closed the diary folder and then opened the folder containing the cult archives that the original owner had organized.

As the leader of a secret sect, even if she is suspected of being an undercover agent, she should at least have a basic understanding of most of the secret sects in Pingjing. That way, when she actually deals with them in the future, she can at least figure out whether they are irreconcilable enemies or allies with whom she can cooperate.

The former master wrote very detailed records of various esoteric sects, including their characteristics, rituals, powers, backgrounds, the gods they worshipped, and countermeasures.

"Mitra Black Sun Cult...foreign religion...ignition ritual...medium danger level, infiltrating...current infiltration objective: collect the list of informants of the Black Sun Cult who have infiltrated the Anti-Suppression Bureau, and assist the mole within the Anti-Suppression Bureau..." Wow, the Anti-Suppression Bureau sent me as a mole to infiltrate and investigate the true identity of the mole planted in the Anti-Suppression Bureau. The original owner of this body, as a mole, even became the Holy Maiden of the Black Sun Cult. That's amazing.

"The Divine Alliance, the largest secret society in Pingjing, worships Wuquanzi and advocates sacrificing human lives to form a bond with the gods. They have already used Wuquanzi's power to perform bizarre modifications on a large number of their followers... Extremely dangerous, hostile... Current objective: The Divine Alliance's recent activities have become increasingly frequent, and the day of their chosen destiny, as claimed by their leaders, is drawing ever closer. We must investigate the Divine Alliance's plans in Pingjing before considering our next course of action..."

"The Anti-Suppression Bureau is a transnational, mysterious force that suppresses and controls various mysterious forces. It is suspected that the founder of its predecessor, the Endless Legion, was a deity known as the 'Protector of the People.' Its mission is 'prevention, suppression, and extermination,' and it makes every effort to restrict and contain these forces… It has a low level of danger and is a secret ally… Current objective: to transmit intelligence on major cults, monitor the Black Sun Cult's movements, and, when the time is right, cooperate with the Anti-Suppression Bureau to launch an operation to eradicate the cults…"

"The Liquidators, a transnational secret society, a cult established by the 'Great Enemy,' forges contracts with people from all walks of life around the world, acquiring clients' time to fulfill their requests, selling time in exchange for extraordinary items, hunting down the immortals to extract time, and launching a worldwide liquidation manhunt against those in debt... Current objectives: maintain secrecy, monitor the Great Enemy's henchmen, curb the Great Enemy's influence, and hinder the Liquidators' transaction process..."

Zero Death Cult, Gourmet Association, Four Elements Holy Body Association, Opening Gate Society, Cosmic Earthworm Faction, Supernormal Starry Sky Science and Technology Association, Saint Hydra Society... One after another, dazzling secret cults, bizarre creeds, purposes and gods, as well as intricate power relationships, made Kurosawa Shizuki's head spin. However, she still managed to forcibly memorize all this information with the memory of her current body, which far exceeded that of the past.

Based on the persona she chose when creating her account, she will likely have to wipe out these cults one by one in the future.

Even the Anti-Extermination Bureau, in a sense, could be considered a cult? Could it be that she intends to destroy the Anti-Extermination Bureau in the end? Kurosawa Shizuki dismissed this absurd thought. What a joke! The Anti-Extermination Bureau is her current loyal ally.

As the capital of Japan, Heijō has truly fallen into utter chaos. Is it really because the diary mentions the impending apocalypse that so many esoteric sects are rampant in Japan?

P.S. For the next period of time, there may only be one update. I've been very busy lately, and squeezing in two updates when I get home at night is too tiring and I can't keep up with the quality.

I plan to write this book slowly and steadily, without rushing to publish it. I don't care about recommendations or anything else. No matter how bad the later parts go, how low the number of favorites or subscriptions is, I at least want to finish it. Even if I don't write it for others, I at least want to write it for myself. I must finish this book.

Section 27 Chapter Twenty-Seven: Awakening and Dreaming

I did a quick mental calculation, and the doomsday date mentioned in the previous Lord's diary was surprisingly close: June 21, 2020...

Today is April 16, 2019. Is there only 4 days left until the end of the world? Thinking about it this way, Shizuki Kurosawa suddenly felt a sense of unreality.

Throughout human history, countless prophecies have predicted the end of the world—the year 1000, 1999, 2012… Yet, in reality, none of these doomsday prophecies have ever actually occurred. Even though Ai had repeatedly mentioned it, and the original owner had explicitly discussed it in her diary, and it was even said that the information about the doomsday came from the mouth of a formidable enemy, Kurosawa Shizuki still found it difficult to completely believe that the end of the world would come a year later.

An endless war between multiple histories—such an apocalypse is something Kurosawa Shizuki can't even imagine what it would look like.

Compared to the vague and uncertain apocalypse, Kurosawa Shizuki felt that the so-called great enemy was probably the most pressing issue she would have to face in the near future.

After quickly reviewing the esoteric files and establishing a basic information database of various esoteric sects in Heijing within her memory palace, which she could access whenever needed, Kurosawa Shizuki finally looked at the original owner's novel folder.

Kurosawa Shizuki was quite curious about the specific content of the novel that the original owner had received such a great response in the market, and what kind of secret information the Black Sun Cult members had hidden in these literary and artistic works such as novels, television, movies, and music that they needed to convey to consumers throughout Heijing silently.

What troubled her even more was whether she should continue using the pseudonym the original owner had used and persist in writing light novels, something she had absolutely no experience with now.

The end of the world is approaching, and the shadow of a great enemy is looming. I'm actually serializing a light novel to collect negative emotions. How magical realism!

Just as Kurosawa Shizuki was preparing to open the original owner's novel with great interest to explore its secrets.

"Sister~" A soft voice suddenly appeared behind her, startling Kurosawa Shizuki. "It's already midnight, time to sleep."

"Love makes me finish reading the novel before I go to sleep. I need to at least know what I've written before."

"Reading your own light novel? How narcissistic of you. As expected of your older sister," Kurosawa Ai said lazily. "Speaking of which, you used to always refuse me any attention when you were writing your novel. You always said that I was absolutely forbidden from reading your novels because the information in them was dangerous and that I would be corrupted if I did."

"Huh? Is it that exaggerated? Have you even read it?" Kurosawa Shizuki couldn't understand. How could a mere light novel be such a dangerous thing? Besides, the original owner's novels had been published, and how many readers had already been "contaminated"?

“Of course I won’t watch, I’m a very obedient child,” Kurosawa Ai blinked and held up a finger, “So, now it’s my turn to listen to my amnesiac sister!”

"Sister, my alarm is set for six o'clock tomorrow morning, so I have to go to sleep now." She said with a serious face, and for some reason, she seemed more like the older sister now.

"Eh—so early?!" Kurosawa Shizuki used to sleep until at least seven o'clock before getting up, since her home in her previous life was close to the school, and she could finish breakfast in five minutes and walk to school in another five minutes.

“We’re not those silly classmates whose minds are full of entertainment, romance, and gossip, sister. Have you forgotten? In order to live longer, we must make the most of every minute and second,” Kurosawa Ai lectured like a little adult. “People can’t be lazy! Plan for the future, muster your courage, and make the most of every day. That’s what Dad said!”

"Okay, okay, I'll listen to you. Staying up late is bad for you."

Kurosawa Shizuki realized that if she wanted to continue reading novels, her sister would probably force her to shut down the computer. Besides, there were three novels she hadn't even started reading yet, and there was no need for her to rush to finish them all in one night. So she turned off the computer. As for whether it was dangerous or not, the original owner was the author herself; if it were going to be corrupted, it would have been corrupted long ago. And the original owner hadn't deleted the novels, probably because… she wanted her to read them?

So after washing up, I turned off the lights and drew the curtains. I was going to check my phone before bed as usual, but Kurosawa Ai snatched it away and forced it to shut down without saying a word.

Gazing at her younger sister's face, which appeared even more delicate and adorable in the night, she saw that the bedroom bed was large enough for both of them to lie down comfortably.

The faint rumble of a tram could be heard outside the window, suggesting that the apartment was not far from the tram tracks. The original owner of this body didn't seem to be short of money, so why was she crammed into this cheap apartment with her sister? Could there be something special inside this apartment?

It's unclear whether Ai insists on sleeping with her because she likes her older sister too much or because she wants to monitor whether she's sleeping well.

"Goodnight, sister," Kurosawa Ai said with a sweet smile, burying her head in her chest. "Today, sister hasn't developed much yet."

"Goodnight, you flat-chested girl, don't say such rude things." Kurosawa Shizuki pouted.

Soon, Kurosawa Ai's breathing became steady and long. Looking at her peaceful sleeping face and her innocent, unguarded appearance, he swallowed.

Kurosawa Shizuki smelled the sweet, unripe fruit scent on her younger sister, silently repeating "I won't molest," and then noticed that the feel of her younger sister in her arms was unexpectedly good.

So she rubbed her soft cheek against Kurosawa Ai's, but her little sister didn't notice anything. She just smacked her lips and started talking in her sleep.

"Dad... I don't want to accept a gift like this." Ai Xiao's face suddenly tightened, and she blurted out these words out of the blue, her breathing becoming rapid.

Kurosawa Shizuki gently patted her back, and her loving breaths slowed down slightly, her tense body relaxing again.

Kurosawa Shizuki's deep blue eyes gleamed in the darkness. Unable to sleep, she looked out the window and wondered if it was just her imagination, but a strange shadow seemed to flit past.

Kurosawa Shizuki, whose consciousness was in a daze, finally fell asleep, temporarily putting aside the chaotic thoughts in her mind, and sank into a peaceful dream.

Her shadow, curled up in the darkness, transformed once more into the form of a young girl in the silence. The figure glanced at the two people on the bed, but made no move. Motionless, like a ghost.

Then the shadow broke free from Kurosawa Shizuki's body. She dissipated into a wriggling mass of black mud, silently crawling along the floor toward the window, and slipped out through the crack in the window.

In a half-dream, half-awake state, Kurosawa Shizuki felt as if she had transformed into another indescribable creature, gliding quietly along the floor like a snake.

Then I heard the sound of something flapping its wings, flap flap flap.

Kurosawa Shizuki felt as if her body was slowly floating up, rising higher and higher. Besides the flapping of her wings, she could hear the sound of the wind in her ears, and... the sound of the wind rustling through the branches and leaves of the deep forest.

Then came the sounds of fighting and grappling. She heard flapping wings, strange bird cries, and wild beast roars. She felt as if she were being bathed in scalding liquid, and a nauseatingly sweet and fishy taste rose in her throat.

Finally, she heard someone's sad, hoarse laughter, a laughter that seemed to come from a girl in utter despair.

She had no dreams all night, or even if she did dream, Kurosawa Shizuki wouldn't remember any details of the dream when she woke up.

P.S., I really should have used a different account to write this book. This old, unreliable author account was the biggest deterrent in itself, sigh...

I'm mentally prepared. I estimate this book will only get two or three thousand reads at most, and I'll be grateful if it gets a hundred subscriptions when it's officially released. After all, it's my own fault, and now the only way to prove myself is to do my best to write this book.

Section 28, Chapter Twenty-Eight: Another Beautiful Morning