As the savior, I only want to play single-player games.

But this shouldn't be Chiba.

She is currently unable to return home because she doesn't know if this sudden, mysterious power will harm Shoko and her mother.

I don't even know how to explain it to my family.

Her family was already filled with misfortune, and now this misfortune has been compounded.

So the only option is to escape, which is shameful, but also very useful.

Yuzuru Nishimiya has a rather rational personality. She plans her life based on the current situation, and she actually lives very clearly—don't underestimate this, many adults can't do it.

However, the recent series of events have pushed the limits of human tolerance, leaving her unable to adapt.

She's only thirteen or fourteen years old. If she waits a few more years, she'll become outstanding, clear-headed, and rational, able to stand firm against the storm.

But not now. Nishimiya Yuzuru doesn't know where to go or who to ask to share this pressure.

She didn't have many friends, only one, but she understood Suzuka and couldn't bear to implicate her friend.

After much thought, there is only one person I can trust right now.

That is the divine music of the heavens.

That person always gave her the feeling of being a strong person.

Like a volcano, or a tsunami, it possesses a powerful force originating from the heart, but that potential force is well restrained, adhering to its original intention and never overstepping its bounds.

I want to talk to him.

The problem is, she didn't have any contact information; she left in such a hurry that she didn't take her phone with her.

She heard a commotion and realized that she had somehow reached the end of the alley. There was a door on the left, which was now closed, but light was shining through the crack in the door, and there was a lot of noise coming from inside.

The sounds of smashing, shouting, and rock music mingled together.

Yuzuru peeked through the crack in the door and saw two groups of people fighting inside.

This should be an underground bar, and she is in what should be an emergency exit.

Yuzuru tilted his head and looked for a while, and roughly understood what was happening. Two delinquent groups were fighting over territory, planning to dominate the area and prey on the villagers.

She was stunned; how could he even blurt out the words "conquer all of Japan"?

She didn't wait any longer and went inside.

……

More than ten minutes later.

A young woman in a red trench coat appeared in the city. The coat was loose and somewhat ill-fitting, and the hood covered her nose and above, revealing only her delicate chin and lips, making her look mysterious.

"After spending so much time in the dark, when you finally see the light... you still feel that darkness was better."

Life is tough, Yuzuru sighs.

Her photophobia did not disappear; in fact, it became more severe.

Just walking under the sun makes me feel weak all over. Even my clothes can't stop the feeling of exhaustion. The feeling of weakness keeps coming, and my steps are a little unsteady.

Yuzuru had no choice but to seek refuge in a nearby restaurant.

After a long period of social stagnation, on the day the gods descended, humanity united, and everything seemed to return to normal.

She has plenty of money now, so she didn't skimp on herself and ordered a fancy eel rice dish that she had never had before.

Yuzuru finally realized where he was.

Kyoto.

"Even by car, it would take several hours," Yuzuru muttered.

How far did she run that night? She was only thinking about escaping and ignored everything else.

She found herself to be incredibly adept in the dark, moving at a speed that rivaled any mode of transportation.

"Where does this power come from?" Yuzuru stared at his palm, observing it repeatedly.

In summary, it's the same as before.

However, there is indeed a subtle change within her body that is constantly influencing her, improving her constitution, and elevating her life.

This is the power of shadow.

"I've seen many posts online saying that besides gods, there were also humans who possessed extraordinary powers in a distant past, who are the prototypes of the legends."

Among them are immortals, demigods, pharaohs, Buddhas, and others.

Yuzuru was lost in thought. If we disregard the downsides, was she now one of those people?

However, she still couldn't understand it.

Why did I acquire this ability?

And not someone else?

"Could it really be related to that thing?" Yuzuru recalled a past event, his mind filled with countless thoughts.

If that's really the case, then she needs to overturn many of her previous beliefs.

"Ah, forget it, I don't want to think about it anymore!" Without a clear answer or confirmation, there's no point in thinking about it anymore.

When the eel rice was served, Yuzuru was already starving. He hadn't felt hungry while he was in the dark, but after stepping out of the darkness, he felt acid reflux.

As she was eating, the roar of a motorcycle came from outside, growing louder as it approached, and then quickly disappeared.

A group of bikers were speeding in broad daylight, frightening many pedestrians who kept their distance.

Yuzuru glanced up, then continued eating.

She now understands that, for various reasons, many people feel that the authorities are unable to maintain the current social order, so they have begun to let themselves go, become lawless, and plan to go back to the 1980s and 1990s to establish an underground world and reshuffle the deck.

This is also one of the sources of the current social chaos.

Unstable public sentiment is a disaster, but it can also be an opportunity.

As for who gave them the courage?

The gods have returned; what is impossible now?

Moreover, there's really no one to manage these things right now; there's no manpower available, which has led some people to become increasingly arrogant.

Because the human alliance involves a great deal of resources and requires a lot of effort and resources from all parties, the entire society must cooperate with the human alliance to make changes.

But those things seemed to have nothing to do with her.

"Speaking of which, Kyoto used to be called Heian-kyo, right?" Yuzuru blinked, having naturally heard of the story of the Night Parade of One Hundred Demons.

Are the so-called Onmyoji just superhumans in Japan?

Since we're already here, let's take a look around.

May all gods swiftly come to my aid; if anyone disobeys, I will subdue Fengdu. Chapter 52: This is not without its own kind of pigeon.

The moon was bright and the stars were sparse, the clouds were thin, casting a hazy and dim light.

Kyoto at night has a unique, tranquil beauty.

Nishimiya Yuzuru now stands on the spire of an ancient temple pagoda. The slender spire pierces the sky like a sharp sword, making it difficult for even birds to stand.

But her toes touched the finial of the pagoda, and she stood firmly, looking around at the scenery.

She is gazing into the distance.

This city is steeped in Tang Dynasty style, with its buildings arranged in a rectangular pattern and its roads laid out in a chessboard pattern. The main north-south avenue, Zhuque Avenue, divides the city into the Left Capital and the Right Capital, exuding a strong traditional atmosphere, a charm that has been accumulated over a long period of time.

Kyoto's status in Japan needs no further explanation.

Yuzuru doesn't go out often; a trip to Tokyo is usually considered a vacation for her, so everything here is quite new to her.

She had thought about coming here for tourism before, but life was always a mess, and every time she made a plan, it would be ruthlessly ruined.

She turned and looked around. This was the fifth temple she had visited, but unfortunately, she hadn't found the group of people she was looking for.

The monks there were completely unaware of her arrival.

They were just a group of ordinary people.

Yuzuru sighed inwardly.

That mysterious world is no longer hidden; it has been exposed to the public.

The existence of the gods has been confirmed.

There truly was a lost era, and a group of lost people, hidden behind history, passed down through myths and poems.

Various opinions are emerging online, and forums are buzzing with activity, escalating rapidly. The wisdom of modern netizens should not be underestimated; their imaginations run wild, especially when it comes to the extraordinary world, which can drive many people crazy, making them want to dig up their ancestors' graves to ask them about the truth and whether any treasures have been passed down.

Therefore, countless fragments of information flood the internet. Although there are many people trying to take advantage of the situation, discerning people can tell that some things are indeed true.

Aside from ancient civilizations, such as the sorcery of Southeast Asia and the witchcraft of Miao regions, primitive tribes still have relatively complete sacrificial rituals to communicate with the gods. However, some people with great supernatural powers have bribed the people of primitive tribes with a lot of gold to obtain the complete process. They then imitate the rituals and perform them, but nothing happens.

When these things were posted online, some netizens felt that it might be due to a lack of sincerity, but others said that it might be because the gods were currently unable to respond.

Moreover, the official stance is ambiguous, and there are inside rumors that the Human Alliance will absorb many mysterious forces, join hands with them, and communicate with the gods, but it is unknown whether this is true or not.

However, many people have noticed that all the well-known folk practitioners such as sorcerers, mediums, charlatans, fortune tellers, and sages have disappeared.

Instead, a large group of charlatans who appeared out of nowhere have taken over the business.

What's baffling is that despite the extremely simplistic scam tactics, people actually fell for it.

Kyoto, having left a significant mark on history, is naturally a place that people flock to. This profession holds an extremely important position in local legends. They served the Emperor and once wielded supreme power. Many people believe that the ancient Onmyoji truly possessed mysterious powers.

Yuzuru is also looking for these people.

She felt that those mysterious forces could unravel her doubts, at the very least letting her know—what she was.

But there's no guarantee there won't be danger, and since the mysterious force's stance is uncertain, they have no choice but to observe from the shadows for now.

She was incredibly fast, scaling walls and rooftops in the darkness unnoticed. She spent most of the night searching through half of Kyoto, only to find nothing but ordinary people.

It's no wonder, though. It would be strange if they were so easy to find. After all, those mysterious forces have been gone for thousands of years. According to online sources, those people are either isolated from the world or have completely integrated into society. They are not so easy to find, otherwise, these worldly people would bother them to death.

It's already 3 a.m.

Disappointed, Yuzuru was about to find an internet cafe to rest when, as she flew over a neat street, she saw a car speeding past below.