Don't use Type-Moon references in Oregairu!

madman...

"Rest assured, my friends! Oh, I forgot to ask if you wanted to be my friends. It doesn't matter! Let me change this world." The Jealous Clown persisted a little longer, and vaguely, she began to recall the past.

At that time, she was still a man.

In the midst of conflicts between nations, lives were destroyed by colossal "Leviathans," friends and family were taken away, and everything was reduced to ashes.

Wandering the earth like a walking corpse, he even understood that he had no chance of revenge.

How can one person's hatred shake those enormous mechanical gods?

However, I am grateful for those seven marks, and grateful for the truth I glimpsed from the adults.

Even if he tore those guys apart, he knew it was just a flash in the pan, and everything would repeat itself. The law of this world is that individuals cannot exist apart from the group; as long as there is a need for survival, the tragedies of the past will continue to repeat themselves under the sun.

Let's follow the adults' ideas and turn the world into a complete hell.

Liberate people from the group, let the laws of the wild run rampant, and let individuals stripped of their rights and social classes fight in nature.

Let the collective become a word forever despised, let solitary beasts roam the wilderness, and let the beast that transcends all eventually emerge.

The clown of envy closed his last eyes and vanished into thin air, ending the absurd and delusional tale.

The seven brides died as sacrifices, the seven marks returned to the altar, and the seven spears stood between heaven and earth. All the elements were ready, and the ritual to shatter everything was declared complete.

Less than half a day after the Starship departed, people witnessed another miracle unfold.

The ritual by which the deluded communicate with the great will is drawing to a close.

The heavens and earth roared, and vaguely, it seemed as if a giant lying beneath the continental plates was beginning to turn over.

The sky was completely dyed red.

That mindless, luminous spherical object yielded the stage at this moment.

Appearing in full glory, draped in a crimson veil that covered the entire world, was the enormous blood moon.

It was as if some evil god had opened its scarlet eyes and was staring at everyone on the planet, and every individual felt a sense of panic.

Observatories across the country frantically moved their telescopes, trying to glimpse the blood moon, which resembled a cradle satellite in shape but carried an ominous aura.

But the person using the optical telescope only managed a scream before turning into a pool of blood.

The observatory experienced a strange phenomenon: countless instruments aged at a speed visible to the naked eye, turning into rusty inorganic waste in the blink of an eye, as if they had traveled through 46 billion years of time.

Without any chance to catch their breath, demonic caves began to bloom across the sky, ocean, and land of this tiny asteroid.

Some of them seemed to have been gestating for a long time, spitting out strange creatures from the illusory entrance, hunting down the surrounding crowd at a frenzied speed.

Some seem to be still in the process of being conceived, cutting off existing human structures and swallowing up passersby, like a black hole from which there is no return.

Meanwhile, the lucky ones who weren't near the Demon Cave widened their eyes and noticed the changes in the blood moon in the sky.

The outline of the blood moon was extremely large, so even with the naked eye, some landforms resembling craters could be seen, but at some point, an ocean appeared.

It was like red wine stored in a goblet in the hand of a god, crystal clear and radiant with a dreamlike glow. But as the glow shifted, black dots began to appear within it.

The black dots kept colliding with each other, then either breaking and disappearing, or being swallowed by one side, then turning into ink stains, and then into rivers, stepping out of that ocean.

It wasn't until the black river drew near that people were horrified to discover that the river, composed of black dots, was filled with the phantom images of creatures made of black light.

They are either ferocious, ancient, or full of intimidation, but without exception, they are all ancient creatures.

Countless cries and the sounds of limbs clashing came from the distant horizon, and even ordinary people without any spiritual sense could understand the meaning of these sounds:

They cheered as they returned to the world;

They are also questioning the current rulers of the world;

They issued a declaration to reclaim the world, challenging all living beings, including humans.

The Blood Moon summoned ancient creatures, as dense as raindrops, back from the depths of time, giving the losers of evolution an opportunity: to replenish the planet's ecosystem and challenge the victors who had survived the evolutionary spurts.

Even the Dead Apostles and Hunters, who were still fighting each other deep within North America, stopped fighting.

The armies of various countries, which had been mobilized ahead of schedule due to the Starship incident, began to act without hesitation.

They couldn't deal with the demonic caves on the ground using large-scale firepower, but facing the ancient creatures flying in from the sky presented a good opportunity.

Countless missiles parted the clouds, transforming into streaks of white, blooming like deadly red lotuses in the sky.

The enchanted, powerful weapons made their presence felt in the sky.

Meanwhile, the special forces and various superhumans on the ground have already mobilized to prioritize fighting the anomalies appearing near their locations.

Ordinary civilians scrambled to seek refuge, following the official instructions.

But not every place is filled with order; chaos and panic are still spreading.

But, thanks to the Starship's long voyage, the major events that occurred just a couple of hours ago served as a reminder to everyone in a peculiar way.

Even in places where some official forces have done nothing, the events that have occurred have awakened ordinary people and given them a better chance of survival.

As Fujimaru Ritsuka gazed at the sky where the crimson lotus bloomed, he saw the surging black river, which had been somewhat diminished by the layers of attacks from modern weapons. He then recalled the dream he had experienced with Luna that day.

"There will be more... but it's better to guide than to block."

Fujimaru Ritsuka turned around, pushed open the door, and looked at her companions who were already prepared: "It's time to go. Let's carry out the decapitation strike."

223, This is the journey to reclaim the world!

The heavens and earth roared, and fireworks danced with the dead from the ancient past in the sky.

The ocean roared, and the crimson gravitational source shook the Earth's waters in a more illusory way, but the legacy located at the center of the Pacific vortex only stirred up waves.

On land, demonic caves appear endlessly, battling the living. The monsters follow the commands of a great will, while the living must protect their homeland.

Fujimaru Ritsuka was slightly surprised as Haruno reported on the situation within their sphere of influence at an extremely fast pace.

The situation is surprisingly good.

Although Ga'yah was a product that had been established for less than half a month.

However, its strange existence has already attracted a lot of attention in the past two years.

The survivors who suffered greatly and the hunters who pursued profit gathered together under the temptation of the endless supply of extraordinary materials offered by Gayo. At this moment, even those who were facing the crisis and were about to retreat were not afraid of the contract, but were brave warriors who wanted to protect the life they had from the bottom of their hearts.

"But...are places outside of Ga'yoc, and even other countries, beginning to descend into chaos?"

Although Fujimaru Ritsuka was prepared, she still couldn't help but smile bitterly.

We must thank the launch of Starship for giving all our compatriots still on Earth nearly an hour of warning, which also enabled the military forces of various countries to be mobilized early on.

But this is only good news temporarily.

Faced with these strange creatures, humanity began researching weapons to target them long ago.

The magical energy fields on the weirdos and superhumans, while possessing some resistance, can still be broken by high-powered attacks.

For non-physical entities, humans will use enchanted weapons to attack.

However, with the Demon Cave spawning creatures like madmen, even though non-physical anomalies only make up a portion of the population, they still constitute a huge number.

The enchanting technology for firearms can currently only be used to enchant bullets, so its reserves are negligible compared to the total stockpile of modern weaponry.

Moreover, when facing physical anomalies appearing in large cities, using high-yield weapons to bombard them would likely blow up the city's inhabitants first. In such cases, the only option is to use enchanted ammunition, which is used sparingly.

"It is said that... all the superhumans in the world who can make enchanted ammunition are now extremely busy. Enchanted melee weapons have also been distributed to some of the best soldiers, which has barely stabilized the front lines of the counterinsurgency and sniping battles outside the city."

Yukinoshita forced a smile, her face pale.

Currently, the deployment of Gayo's combat forces rests entirely on the shoulders of the analyst team led by her. Under the constant pressure of using split thinking, their mental state has become tense.

But she still left the control center and came to the training ground, ready to see Fujimaru Ritsuka and the others off.

"I imagine there are others who have asked you to have Lisa and the others provide enchanted ammo. They have a very high reputation as magicians."

"These fools who couldn't see the situation only received a good scolding from me. However, I suppose it was just a test. In a critical moment, I wouldn't mind sending in a batch, after all, the alchemical puppets of the two prop masters are really useful."

"Indeed, alas, it's a pity that the master who was most skilled in puppet making never saw it, otherwise our Chaldea would be as solid as a rock."

"Hey boss, even if that master you mentioned isn't here, Chaldea will be as solid as a rock. Don't worry, after you leave, I, Sasagawa Yagokoro, will definitely safeguard your legacy."

Sasagawa Yagokoro, with his nonchalant and large head, squeezed in and inserted himself right between the two bosses who were standing side by side.

Sasagawa Yagokoro... even though you're quite old, you still seem to lack social awareness...

Fujimaru Ritsuka glanced at the somewhat angry Haruno and could only wish him good luck.

The three of them fell silent and looked towards the center of the training field.

Chaldea's vast training grounds have long since changed.

Lisa and Bemure kept directing the alchemical golems to move materials and instruments to various places, and from time to time they would lower their heads to check the magic circles that had been drawn in advance to make sure there were no problems.

Rohan Kishibe closed his eyes and sat in a corner of the magic circle, resting with his eyes closed in preparation for the work to come.

In another corner is Luna, who is restless, holding a crystal ball that is bound by a strange aura.

As Yukino and the others prepared to depart, they sat in the center of the magic circle, with two great magicians coming over from time to time to check their status and update them on the possible effects of the changes to their artificial spirit origins.

In another part, there are some other things.

This is a trump card that Lisa and her team created by modifying the [Pseudo-Flying Traces] supernatural technique passed down from the Celestial Empire, and by referencing spirit particle transfer and imaginary number stealth.

It is the ark of salvation that guides us toward the future.

There's not much to say goodbye for now. We've already talked about everything that needed to be said. Rest assured, leave the things to your partners to handle after I'm gone.

Thinking this, Fujimaru Ritsuka walked toward the center of the spell array, but was stopped by Haruno.

"Will she come back?" Yang looked at him, then at her sister, and at her adorable comrades in Chaldea, whom she hadn't spent much time with but who always added to her workload.

"Of course! I'm going to save the world, I'll be back soon."

Fujimaru Ritsuka gave her a thumbs-up, looking very pleased with herself.

"Go for it, boss! I don't want to become the strongest fighter in Chaldea, that would make me easy to bully."

Sasagawa Yagokoro, does he even know how to talk?

Fujimaru Ritsuka gave him the middle finger, then stood with Yukino and the others.

Lisa sighed, "As an adult, I'm really failing myself by making a bunch of kids who aren't even of marriageable age work so hard."

"You mean that after you've cast the spell, you still have room left in terms of magic power and mental energy."