If one were to ask about the current state of society on Earth, one might say all was peaceful. Tensions were high between the USA and China, but nothing particularly awful was going on, and the world wasn't in chaos.

Well, that's what you would get told if you asked a normal person—the truth was much, much more complicated.

Earth has always had supernatural entities. Youkai, monsters, and various other mythological creatures that most couldn't believe in if they tried, had been roaming earth for a very long time. If this is true, then why does nobody know? Well, a long, long time ago, practically every nation on earth agreed on one thing; 'These things need to be contained'.

Whether it was a harmless spectral dog, or a murderous youkai, they were contained for the better of humanity. What only served as a boon for this effort, was that some of the very same supernatural entities being contained wanted to help humanity with their efforts.

Typically, in a story like this, the containers are bad guys that do evil experiments and kill people. Fortunately, only half of that is true. They do kill people, and administer amnestics, among other morally dubious acts, but they also take very good care of their contained monsters.

There was one monster in particular, capable of destroying the entire world. An incomprehensibly powerful creature that could end the very multiverse on a whim. One that they treated like a young boy, and that had grown up in a happy and loving family with a single mom and a best friend.

In an underground facility in Japan modeled after a traditional Japanese village, While alarms loudly blared, scientists and security personnel alike frantically ran from station to station, lab to lab, and even city to city, trying to find something. Their most dangerous supernatural creature, one they were containing so well until now, had suddenly disappeared from his high school classes bus during a school trip into the mountains—this was going to need amnestics. ΑΩ, they called him. A creature representing the end of all things, one which had existed since the beginning of time, in all the multiverse. A creature with the ability to end anything, be it alive or not, with just a simple thought. Such a creature could kill the entire multiverse if things weren't handled with care. Of course, most people had no idea this was happening, or that Yogiri Takatou was the avatar of such a creature as ΑΩ.

The black haired Japanese boy opened his eyes to unfamiliar scenery. He was currently sleeping, sitting on a fountain in the middle of a… European medieval city? One with Demi-Humans, lizard people, and people with oddly colored hair.

Apparently, it was natural for him to assume that he was isekai'd—sent to a fantasy world of magic.

"Welp, guess I'll try to get back. I don't want to worry mom and the agency."

And so, he set forth on his journey, into an alleyway, because he was lost. Suddenly, he heard footsteps and turned around.

"If you don't wanna get hurt, cough up all of your stuff!" A short, almost childlike man yelled at Yogiri.

"I really can't. It'd be pretty bad if I didn't have all my stuff."

"Huh? You makin' fun of us? We'll beat you to a pulp!"

They charged at Yogiri, as he looked calmly at the trio of thugs. One being tall and lanky, the other very built, and the last one the short childlike one from earlier.

Guess I'll use the power I swore not to use.

They very clearly were being half hearted with their killing intent, more than likely trying to threaten him, but if he did nothing he would probably die, they were simply running too fast for him to dodge.

"Die."

All at once, all three of the thugs collapsed to the ground with a thud, skidding slightly before stopping.

"I really didn't want to do that, but they didn't really give me a choice huh."

Yogiri looked up to see a girl with silver hair that looked almost his age. She looked horrified and shocked, so he chose to speak up.

"Uhhh.. are you okay?"

The silver haired one came back to her senses as he spoke, and quickly spoke

"W-w-what was that?! Y-y-you killed them with just… a word…?"

She shivered, and looked far paler than she probably should.

"Well, I was gonna get hurt if I hadn't done that. One of them had a knife."

"R-right… but… you killed them… just like that? Y-you wouldn't happen t-to have my-my insignia, would you?"

"Insignia? Like a badge thingy that shows your status? I don't think I have one, I kind of just have my clothes and a few other things on me."

Yogiri thought for a moment before coming up with a plan of action. If he wanted a way home, this girl was probably his ticket. She had an insignia, so she was probably noble. That meant she might be able to help him find someone or something that could send him back to Earth.

"I could help you find it, I guess. What did the thief look like?"

"W-well… she had blonde hair, and was short and young looking. She kind of dressed… immodestly… and she was very fast!"

"Immodestly? She was probably too poor to afford good clothes… Where do poor people usually live around here?" Yogiri asked.

"Umm.. The slums are to the east of here, that's where most people in poverty live." She looked like she was still a bit in shock from the whole idea of three men dying instantly from a word, so she was more or less talking on auto pilot now, not even bothering to question the stranger in front of her. Instinctively, she knew something about this man meant she shouldn't question him.

"Cool. We should probably go now, but first, we should introduce ourselves."

"Oh… Yes, you're right! I'm so sorry, I was so shocked I forgot! My name is…" She paused for a bit, and looked to the side. It was pretty obvious to Yogiri that she was about to lie.

"Satella. Just Satella."

Yogiri decided to ignore that she lied, since it wasn't any of his business anyway. He was about to open his mouth to introduce himself, when suddenly—

A gray, tiny cat flew out from behind Satella's head, and with a cheerful expression, announced himself.

"Hiya! My name's Puck!" an androgynous and childlike voice called out, extremely cheerfully. It seemed almost fake. His smile looked stiff and plastered on.

The flying tiny little cat surprised Yogiri, but he decided he should introduce himself before questioning anything. These might be pretty normal to have in this world.

"My name's Yogiri Takatou. Just call me Yogiri if you want."

"Nice to meet you, Yogiri!" Satella called out cheerfully, almost too cheerfully.

While this man had killed three men with a word, something that she just couldn't overlook, they had been about to kill him, so she didn't really have much say about that. She wasn't even involved in the first place.

"Nice to meetcha!" Puck yelled, in a voice that sounded like he was strangling someone, before holding out his fist and flying towards Yogiri, who returned the fistbump.

"So what are you, anyway?" Yogiri asked Puck, after they bumped fists.

"I'm Lia's contracted spirit! I'm also her father, so don't you get too close to her now!"

Anyone would probably mistake his words as a joke, but something about his tone which while sounding joking also held some seriousness, told Yogiri that Puck did not trust him at all.

"Well, nice to meet you both. We should probably go to the slums to find that thief."

As Yogiri said this, he motioned for Satella to follow him, and walked away from the alleyway, stepping over the corpses of the thugs.

While Yogiri walked slightly ahead of Puck and Satella, they began talking, or maybe plotting?

"Puck… what do you think of Yogiri?"

"I don't want you anywhere near him. He seems like trouble." Puck was clearly being serious. This was the sort of warning he gave when it was life or death for Satella.

"But he promised to help, didn't he?" Satella was scared of him too, but he seemed very kind. Especially since he promised to help.

"Listen. Lia. I tried to look into his mind, and see what he's feeling. What I saw c-could… You would g-go m-mad… if you s-saw the… the e-eyes. There were so many, watching… Just… when you get the chance, get away from h-him."

Puck looked shaken up. Satella had lived her entire life with Puck, and never once had she seen him like this. He looked liable to keel over right then and there if he kept talking about what he saw.

"If you say so, Puck…" Satella, after seeing Puck reduced to that state by Yogiri, decided she would only trust him for as long as she needed to.

As they arrived in the slums, Yogiri could tell quite easily that this place was absolutely awful. Most of the buildings here could barely be classified as habitable, with how broken down they were. There was also a horrid smell, and a putrid fog everywhere.

"This place is awful." Yogiri said, looking towards Satella.

The two were currently walking towards their next destination, a loot house. Yogiri had tried asking people, but they both looked too rich for anyone to spill the beans. Satella said she could contact the lesser spirits to try and find the person they were looking for, and the spirits tracked the thief to a building close to the eastern wall of the capital.

"Yeah… I really wish that people didn't have to live like this…" Emilia said, clearly deeply disturbed by the living conditions.

"You got that right…"

Yogiri couldn't help but think that everything about this place was pretty depressing. Although he didn't really know anyone living here, he did feel bad for the people that did. It clearly wasn't nice.

They continued walking along, until they found the building they were tracking down. It was already pretty late, but only late enough for the sun to be close to going down. Likely, around 4 PM.

When they came to the door, Yogiri stepped up to knock on it.

"For a giant rat?"

"Rat poison?"

"For the white whale?"

"Usually you use harpoons for whaling, right?"

"To our most honorable great dragon?"

"Worship…?"

Yogiri heard footsteps on the other side of the door, whoever had answered probably walked away.

Yogiri decided to just kill the door.

After opening the door and walking through, a behemoth of a man stood in his way. He was easily above seven feet tall, and extremely muscular to the point that bodybuilders in his world would be put to shame. He also had intense body hair, and dark skin.

As Yogiri walked in, the old man picked up a large club from behind the bar counter.

"Now… You walk back out of that door or I'm gonna turn 'ya into mush."

"Well… All we came here for was something that got stolen off of us."

"Tryna get back your stolen items, eh? Well we ain't giving back anything."

Yogiri furrowed his brow. This old man was really stubborn.

"Can we trade?"

Yogiri proposed the idea to him. Although currently he barely possessed anything, he still had clothes that were likely considered very nice by this world's standards.

"What for?"

"This girl–" Yogiri pointed to Satella, who had just walked in. "– wants to get her insignia back, a little thing with a red jewel in the center. I'll give you my clothes for it, I guess."

Satella widened her eyes, realizing what Yogiri was saying just then.

"What? You don't have to do that Yogiri! They stole it, so they should give it back!" Satella protested.

"I don't really see the issue." was all Yogiri had to say, and Satella couldn't protest.

"Those are some damn fancy clothes… Are you a noble, by chance, mister…?"

"My name is Yogiri, and nope, I'm not a noble."

"Well, come have a seat, and we'll talk about it there."

With this, the old giant motioned for the two to sit at his bar.

Satella and Yogiri sat down, and the old man moved behind the counter.

"My name's Rom, you can just call me that. You two want anything to drink?"

"I'm fine." Yogiri rejected the proposal. After all, he hated alcohol.

Satella also rejected the proposal. Puck had drilled it into her that alcohol was no good. Especially when another man was nearby, because they might use it to take advantage of her, whatever that meant.

"Well, then let's talk business. Both of you want to buy an insignia with a jewel? I heard about something like that coming in later, but another person's trying to buy it too… We'll have to have you both negotiate for it."

"That's fair to me, but could you appraise my clothes?"

Yogiri had no idea how much his clothing would be worth, but since Rom had assumed he was a noble, it was probably a lot. Still, better to be safe than sorry.

Rom reached out and touched the sleeve of Yogiri's school jacket.

"Boy, this is about some of the nicest clothing I've ever touched. I'd say this is worth no less than thirty holy coins."

Yogiri glanced over at Satella, as if to ask if that was good enough, and Satella nodded.

After the price was confirmed, everyone sat and relaxed, to wait for both the thief and buyer to return.

The door was knocked on, and Rom walked over to answer. After exchanging the password with a young girl, the door was opened and the person on the other side walked in.

She was a small blonde girl with red eyes and short hair. She was wearing a black tube bra around her chest, and a jacket over it, as well as some shorts. Overall, her clothes were extremely cheap and tattered looking.

Her skin matched this as well, with it looking about like what you'd expect for someone that spends their time running around and living in such a dirty place.

As the young girl walked in, she cast her gaze to Satella, and froze.

"You—weren't you the girl I stole from?! Old man Rom, you better have a good explanation for why you brought one of my marks here!"

She was clearly shocked to see the girl that she had just stolen from arrive here, and not happy in the least.

"Now, now, Felt, calm down! Her friend here said he wants to trade some of his clothes for that insignia you stole from her."

"And? They're just some clothes! They better be worth a lot!"

Felt still looked a bit miffed, but considering how much she had calmed down simply from being told to trust them by Rom, it was clear how close they were.

"Now, trust me here Felt, these are some of the nicest clothes I've ever touched. Nothing else like 'em around, save for them fancy kimonos they got over in Kararagi."

Yogiri made a mental note to ask about Kararagi. If they had Japanese clothing, there was a chance that they had a way back to Japan.

"Kee-mo-nose…? Whatever, if you say so, old man."

Felt resigned, deciding that trusting Rom was a good idea.

She then turned towards Yogiri.

"Who're you?" she said, in a rude tone of voice.

"I'm Yogiri."

"Weird name." was Felt's only reply.

A silence reigned over the room, occasionally interrupted by Felt sipping milk, which she complained was watered down too much.

That was until a knock sounded at the door, again.

"That's probably the buyer. I'll go get it." Felt said, before getting up from the barstool and walking over to open the door.

When she did open the door, a tall woman entered. She had black hair, and pale skin, like the snow. Her face was of the sort of beauty only seen in model magazines, done up in makeup and such. She was wearing a black cloak, and had an outfit under it that showed off her assets in an incredibly indecent way. A temptress was a good way of describing her.

"My, my… It appears I'm late! And who are those two?"

"They'll be negotiating for the insignia against you." Felt replied.

"I see, then let's get to business, shall we?" the woman said, with a smile.

Yogiri and the woman were sat down opposite of each other at a table, with Satella behind Yogiri, and Rom and Felt off to the side of the table.

"I'll be trading this jacket for the insignia. Rom told me it was worth thirty holy coins."

Yogiri took off the jacket and folded it, before putting it on the table.

"Oh my, that's worth quite a lot. It's a good thing my employer gave me an extra ten holy coins in case something went wrong. I have thirty holy coins."

"I guess it's a tie." Yogiri threw in the towel, more or less. A tie breaker was a gamble, and he had nothing left to push his worth over thirty holy coins.

Satella was confused.

"Eh? You're giving up that easily?"

"I mean, she has thirty holy coins and I have something worth thirty holy coins too. It's a tie, isn't it?"

"Rom said it was no less than thirty holy coins, not exactly!" Satella exclaimed, reminding Yogiri of the earlier dialogue.

"The young lady's right, kid. I'd say some folks might be willing to buy that jacket for well more than thirty holy coins, considering its condition and such." Rom concurred.

"Then nevermind, I guess it's not a tie. Actually, I win. Can I have the insignia now?"

Yogiri had won, so he asked for what he bought.

Felt handed him the insignia, and he got up and gave it to Satella, where they then walked out of the building and left.

Or at least, that probably would've happened, but instead, Yogiri noticed a deep, dark killing intent aimed at basically everyone in the room, emanating from that one woman.

So, Yogiri decided to quickly save himself, before he and everyone with him died.

With a thump, the woman slumped over and banged her head on the table, her limbs being fully relaxed.

"Jeez, no need to get in such a slump over that thing. Did you need it that bad?" Felt commented, and went to poke the woman. The lady's head slightly moved to the side from this poke. She didn't wake up.

"Ummm… lady? You awake?"

Felt poked and prodded the woman, but nothing happened. She then decided to lift up the lady's face. She did just that, and then accidentally lost her grip. Because her head had just been lifted up, and had swung backwards limply—creating inertia, she fell backwards in the char. With a loud thump, the chair and the lady fell to the ground.

The temptress was sprawled on the ground, like a ragdoll that had been thrown by its childish owner.

"Eh? Eh? She's way too cold! Hey, Yogiri, what the fuck did you do? She's dead! What the fuck did you do to her?"

"She was about to kill me, so I killed her."

Yogiri's response was simple, and completely lacking any remorse or whatnot. It was a simple situation, Yogiri was about to be killed, so he got rid of the thing that was about to kill him. It was just self defense.

"And just how the fuck do you know that?"

Felt was clearly skeptical, seeing that some random woman was just killed by this man over something seemingly unproven.

"I can detect killing intent."

"And she was about to kill you?"

"No, she was about to kill everyone in the room, actually."

Yogiri had saved basically everyone here, was what he was saying.

Nobody believed him, except for Satella.

So, he's basically unstoppable with no weaknesses.

Those were the thoughts Satella had on the situation. She was of course slightly glad that he saved her.

Felt, on the other hand–

What the hell's with this freak? He just killed the lady without moving, nothing at all, and now he's saying he can just tell that she was gonna kill us all? No way.

Felt was reaching behind her back to grab her dagger, when–

"You're gonna do something, aren't you?"

Yogiri noticed she was about to attack him.

"H-how… I guess… You weren't lying? No! I bet you just saw me reach behind my back! You murderer! Freak!"

"Now, Felt, just calm down!" Rom tried to calm down Felt, but Felt, who had just been faced with such a completely incomprehensible situation, was incapable of calming down.

She pulled her knife, and with insane speed, charged at Yogiri.

One foot after the other, she sprinted at superhuman speed, before seemingly tripping over her right foot, and falling flat on her face. She skidded for a bit, and finally—thump.

Her head collided with a leg of Yogiri's chair with minimal force, and she was lying limp on the ground. Yet again, just like a ragdoll that had been thrown to the ground by its owner.

When Rom saw this, he already knew what had happened. Years in the demi-human war made him much less sensitive to this stuff. Simply put, Felt was dead and Yogiri had killed her, in self defense. He could do nothing but grieve.

Rom fell to his knees and began crying.

He didn't like to admit it that much, but she was basically a daughter to him. He loved her with all his heart, like any good father to his daughter.

Yogiri felt a little bad, but he was basically forced to kill her. She was only a fraction of a second away from ending his life, and if he hadn't done that, he would've died. It was too late now anyway, she was dead.

Satella, on the other hand, finally cracked. She had been putting up with all of this, because most of the people who were going after him were detestable people, or at least puck seemed to say so, but this time, Felt was just a normal, good kid.

"Yogiri! Why would you do that?!"

"I would've died if I hadn't"

Yogiri seemed not in the least bit remorseful.

"But couldn't you have just, not killed her?"

"Not really. My ability is to see killing intent and to kill things that I want dead. If I want something dead, it dies, but I can't really do much else. Reversing her death would go completely against everything I am."

"Talking about reversing death like you can—nevermind…. You're just going to leave this grieving father and his dead daughter?"

"What else can I do."

Saying this, Yogiri bent down and picked up the insignia that had slid out of the hands of Felt's corpse.

Without a word of apology, Yogiri handed the insignia to Satella and motioned for her to follow him, before walking out of the building.

After they exited the building, Satella decided to keep quiet. There was nothing else she could really say, considering any attempt at a moral appeal to Yogiri wouldn't work. He clearly was most interested in self defense, not who he was defending from. It wasn't morally wrong, but it didn't sit right with her.

"Where are you supposed to go after this?" Yogiri asked Satella.

"Well… Ram is supposed to pick me up, but she probably has no idea where we are… fiddlesticks!"

"Who says fiddlesticks nowadays?"

They silently walked further west.

"Hey, Yogiri. Why did you want to help me?"

"So I can go home." was his simple reply. He didn't have any personal stake in it, and didn't really care that much about Satella.

"Are you lost?"

"Basically, yeah. I woke up in this city near the market. I don't really know where I am."

Satella was astonished that such a rich and well adjusted—not to mention powerful person was completely lost and homeless.

"So, I'm basically helping you because I think it will lead me back home."

"So that's why, huh? But are you sure? Surely you've noticed by now… My name, and my ears…"

"Huh? Yeah, Satella, it's a pretty cool name. Besides, elves are pretty cute." Yogiri nonchalantly laid his heart bare.

"But… I'm a half elf… and I– Wait… c-c-c-cute?! EH?! EH?! EHHH?!"

As the sudden realization of what Yogiri just said and implied seeped into her brain, forming neuron connections and reusing previous one, blood rushed to her cheeks and the tips of her ears. Her face felt hot, and so did her ears. She quickly put up her hands to cover her face and knelt down to try and hide from Yogiri.

"C-cute… He said elves are cute… I'm a half elf…. He…"

"Hey, your ears look pretty red, do you have a fever or something?"

Hearing him call out to her, she jumped up while still not facing Yogiri.

"H-huh? No! I don't have a fever! I'm okay."

It was pretty obvious that Satella was red on her ears, but since Yogiri didn't know a lot about elf biology here, he just assumed she might have a condition, or something like that.

"More importantly, do you have any way to call over this Ram person? It's pretty late and we haven't gotten to your place yet. And besides, I probably need a place to stay…"

Satella still didn't reply, so Yogiri reached out and tapped her shoulder.

"You okay?"

As Satella felt a gentle and warm tap to her right shoulder, which was bare, a jolt of electricity shot from her shoulder and through her spine, up to her brain. Her brain had essentially short circuited.

After a few seconds of staring off into the distance with a blank mind, she finally calmed down, and shook her head.

"Y-yes… I'm fine… Anyway! Ummm… Really, we're in quite a pickle. I don't know how we could contact Ram… But, if you don't have a place to stay, you could stay at ours! You got me back my insignia, so it's the least I could do…"

She turned around and said that, before sporting an incredibly cute and pure smile.

"Hey, that smile just now was really cute." Yogiri said, ever tactless as he was.

"Awawawawawawawa…."

Satella, flustered, ducked down and covered her face, making strange noises.

"What's up with this girl?"

"So, to get this right, Miss Emilia, you ran off on your own after I looked away for a mere five seconds, found a strange man, who might have been a pervert, and immediately trusted him, and then followed his every whim?"

What Ram had said was not even a little bit off the mark, despite it being obviously rather rude.

"Yes…." Is all Emilia had to say, pouting.

Yogiri was unbothered, and instead decided to compliment Ram.

"Nice maid outfit." Although not a pervert, Yogiri was an appreciator of cute girls. It was too bad that Ram was flat chested. As a boob guy, he disapproved of the use of a cleavage maid outfit.

"Stop ogling me, pervert."

"My name is Yogiri, not Pervert."

"Stop ogling me, Pervgiri"

"That's good enough."

While Ram was all the more annoyed by Yogiri, Emilia stepped in.

"You two get along really well, huh!"

"I don't think we do."/"I hope he drops dead."

Emilia's blissful ignorance of what was actually happening was just enough to brighten the mood of both Ram and Yogiri.

They were currently sitting on a carriage bound for the mansion that Emilia lived in. Yogiri had learned that Satella was a cover name to make him go away, since she apparently didn't want to have any debt, which seemed like a lie. She was actually named Emilia, and apparently lived in a mansion with some guy named Roswaal.

The name was already pretty creepy, Yogiri noted, but judging people based on things like that was bad—

At least–that's what his mom had taught him.

"Would you stop staring at me like that, Pervgiri?"

Puck hadn't been seen in a while, and Emilia said that he usually goes to sleep at hours this late, so he was probably just asleep.

What bothered him most was how every time Yogiri saw Puck, it looked like Puck was moments away from deciding to turn on him. Yogiri decided that he wouldn't kill Puck unless Puck actually tried anything, since being premature could end up being a mistake.

"If you have time to think this hard, you could spare a moment to shift your gaze from my chest, Pervgiri."

There was also Ram, who clearly didn't trust Yogiri, and was also rather rude. It was probably mostly just banter, but he couldn't help but think that there was something deeper to it.

"Would you stop undressing me in your mind? Pervert."

Finally, Yogiri was snapped out of his thoughts.

"Why would I ogle you when there's nothing on your chest to look at?"

Ram was about to open her mouth to reply, to call him a pervert for that comment.

"But your face is pretty cute, sure."

Ram never lost in banter, not in her life. People were too ashamed about the things she brought up, or too embarrassed, etc. But this man just openly admitted that not only did he not find her sexually attractive, but that he thought she was cute, and that he would be undressing her in his mind if she had bigger boobs.

Ram made a mental note she would never forget that moment:

Never let Pervgiri near Rem.

That was chapter 1. I'm not a big fan of long after words, so I'll basically just give a warning before the rest of this show gets on the road, and respond to the existing reviews. Sorry if you saw "updated" and thought this was a new chapter, I promise chapter 2 will come very soon. It is being edited and reviewed by a beta reader.

As for the warning part, here it is. There will be no bias in the deaths. Your waifu might die. She might survive. Your husbando might die. He might survive. What I'm basically trying to say is that who you, the reader, hate or love does not dictate who dies and who survives. If that bothers you, you may click off. I won't say I understand, but I also wont blame you. Some characters can be so captivating you feel a personal attachment to them.

Now for the responses part.

A number of people said I should continue this. I wont list all of you, sorry. I'm not a big fan of long after words.

Exotic Idiot: This is a great fic, you've got me hooked. He's OP, but you've done it in a manner that makes the fic interesting, and not boring. I wonder how he'll be in this world.

Thank you, and I'm glad you found it interesting. As for the "OP but fun" part, that's what I love about Instant Death, the light novel series that inspired most of this. The author himself stated he more or less just wanted to not waste time on fight scenes, and it made one of the most enjoyable reads I've ever had the joy to experience. This is an attempt to emulate that, and also to include my own twists, turns, and fun. As well as to include some of Tappei's own twists, turns, and fun.

Jhunal: So, he is a reality bending SCP.

Basically, except the foundation classed him as safe and let him have an actual real life. He's not an actual SCP, but I think SCP probably influenced some of the original Yogiri Takatou's lore. As for reality bending, yes. He is a representation of the end, so he can end anything.

KyngKena: Ngl I've been waiting for any fic in general to use instant death characters. Yogiri is like Saitama but on steroids. Literally can only think of a handful of characters in fiction stronger than him. Anyway hope you continue this its looking good.

Thank you, and I will continue. I don't write many fics at once, so I'm focusing on this one and plan to complete it. I hope the pacing will be right, but right now it's a little fast, right? Maybe that's because Yogiri is so powerful, or maybe it's my own lack of skill as a writer. One of the main points of writing this is to improve, so hopefully this story gets even better.

This is the end of the responses to your reviews.

Thank you to all of you who read this, and as well, thank you to the person who beta read this chapter. This story would be much worse without you, I imagine. See you in the next chapter, which should release in something like a day or two. Peace.