Lots of death. and a Depraved enterprise giving you the 'look'.


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As the camera passes through into a door. it turns to face Amari. who has her red hair tied into a ponytail in her transformed state while a spear lays on the floor. bearing a suspicious resemblence to Kyoko 'Sakata'. the girl known for eating apples and nearly crippling a justice-driven bluenette...

Her head is slumped down on the desk as she has worked herself into a coma. discarded fast food and sushi containers piling the corner of her desk. the screen is still active and filling the room with contrasting light as various apps and programs are open. but one of them catches our attention, the camera zooms in...

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I am leaving this log to myself in case i do end up being forgetful. In all honestness i never expected this invasion to happen. In fact, I was expecting more that we would cripple them economically. not knock out their ability to project power with such a long logistics tail but between my tech sharing and MXCEV. I admit it's been enjoyable having missions that test my limits as both a shipgirl and a Magical girl. in particular. it was thrilling. killing a bunch of millionaires and arranging it so they looked like they killed each other.

Still. holy crap, Iris thinks its more easier to snipe their chief of staffs in the daylight when outside and in public despite the security involved. Amari suggests IEDs followed by a attack along with smoke bombs to take advantage of the chaos that would result, and Vita and both Reinforce think a giant building-buster laser is the way to go.


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The camera glitches and turns into static as this looks like raw footage from Little enterprise's eyes.

"I just need more time. Observer alpha! I am almost done bombing out the list of targets you gave me!" I shouted back into the radio as another one of my A-7s reported complete target destruction from Paveways. My E-2s had been busy commanding the battle so far as Reinforce and both Vita were busy. their thoughts and mindset focused on providing processing power from my electronics to the Hawkeyes and Fairey AEW3s as this operation involved well over hundreds of ships and much more against likely similarly hundreds to a few thousands of targets. Vita directed the fighters, being the energetic rocket hammer knight she was. while Reinforce with her more stoic and multi-tasking ability took the chess role with her command of Hawkeyes and orders for the surface combat units.

Watching the video link from the LITENING targeting pod. The bomb blasts turned into a mini-mushroom cloud that was then misshapen away into a cloud of dust and concrete. beeping thumping my head like a song as the Daniel K. Inouye International Airport and all others. say for a few that might be of strategic value had been cratered out. bombed and disabled by over 24+ strike aircraft from me carrying Paveways. PERSUADERs Matra Durandals and multiple AN-M59 SAP bombs. preventing almost all evacuation flights from happening that reminded me of Saigon at its final hours and by extension, stranding everyone there. ensuring that. rich. middle class. poor of not, they would not be running anywhere from occupation anytime soon.

'Now that they have failed to prevent the invasion forces from breaking through and with the loss of their ammunition dumps and everything critical for their defense... Azur lane and the UN have no choice but to fall back! Mistress!'

"Continue with our air superiority mission for our F-16As and the Sukhois. Vita!" I barked back into my soul roommate as I sighted Cheshire and desummoned Flame eyes from its cannon bombardment mode and resummoned it again to its gunblade form. letting my wings pull me high into the sky as Alana Ayuri threw her beam boomerangs at Reno. slicing clearly through her main batteries and causing a heavily damaging magazine explosion as Battleships were providing major gunfire support along with what amounted to at least a few thousands of aircraft in the sky by a few tens of fleet carrier. escort and light carrier units at the least.

'Understood. Enterprise-chan!' Vita immediately left. her phantom presence disappearing as she got back to work.

'Reinforce chan! When our fighters land. Divert all of their armanent options to R-37M and TC-2 Sky sword missiles! Prepare the Standard missiles for assault bombardment mode! In addition, this is our moment! If you want to! Strafe and bomb these civilian convoys and crowds! It's not like they are not future insurgents anyway!' Taking a moment from having just painted an incoming enemy Helldiver squadron for friendly Bearcats and Mustangs along with a bunch of Seafires to intercept. Reinforce sent me a affirmative feeling but also a puzzled one directed at my question to order an attack on anyone innocent.

'I find it a question as to why we should bomb of attack civilians when we have more esoteric enemies that require annihilation. But i will carry it out. Mistress!' Given my steadily growing power over time, backed by finally being in a magical girl group from the MXCEV project and no longer being in a unusual situation as a lone one. and combined with my steadily closer relationship to my partners. Reinforce's mental capacity meant it only took a few seconds for her to order attacks of opportuntity on the local population. including displaced refugees wherever possible. My rearming speed was not fast enough for my preferred parameters to launch my next wave of airstrikes. but it stillg ave me options to work with.

Accelerating even faster. I shot forward into Cheshire and did the next thing that came up to my mind. as explosions and splashes of water rang around us, I weaved and raced toward Cheshire. And before she could react, I struck with Flame eyes as she was just barely able to block my swing in time barely with a sword of her own. the force behind it so strong it reminded me of Vita's rocket hammer as Cheshire immediately gripped her sword tight for purchase, I even vaguely heard Amari call out for me in surprise and alarm. If not for the priority ship's unnatural physiology. she wouldn't even have been able to see it coming.

Nevertheless, Magical Shipgirls being to shipgirls what Magical girls are to humans of not, She still blocked it... And now. now that I was close to her, my Magical girl instincts immediately went to life. flaring and flooding me with a sensation of wrongness and abomination as to my Mahou shoujo personality. she registered as a monster who I was made to fight against to protect people from... Funny, given I was now killing the same people I originally defended.. But then again, I would rather care more about two highly skilled migrants dying on a boat than several of these ignorant. uneducated women who were supposed to be in the kitchen and be nothing more than a machine for kids. for old fashioned wife beating on the night and to suck a man's dick off while making dinner as the subserviant wife. I might even have taken glee in tearing a pregnant women belly's open and ingesting the barely viable baby and allowing the darker part of my magical girl side to come out... as a reminder of what happened if you angered a Magical girl into making her work for the villains. All with a depraved smile.

"Y-You!" Cheshire grunted out as she held me in a bladelock. again more live real-time 720P streaming of a F-5E managing to shoot down a helicopter with civilians and military units onboard before being shot down by a Ironblood Bf 109 fighter from headon as i lost connection and it turned to static. but that didn't matter seeing as it was heavily damaged. had been deployed from the start of the battle and it had already accomplished its purpose as a light fighter anyway. "You've that carrier w-mewho sunk these refugee ships!" She spoke with a tone of disgust and hatred as that made me grin at her direction. our swords being forced apart as we clashed again with some amazement from me as to how her sword hadn't broke against a Magical girl's weapon... Which only fueled my other personality urging me to destroy the abomination before me.

"You've still alive from that bombing attack on suspected personal barracks and vital targets!?" I shuddered at the Abomination before me. trying to filter out the disturbing feeling as Cheshire's grin returned. but in a more venomous way. Despite all of their faults, The priority ships had fought well even if I. of rather any MXCEV Magical Shipgirl was meant to destroy them as freaks of nature. I pushed my mind against the British cat shipgirl as the pairs of orange wings behind me began to push her back.

"You've the traitorous carrier who sold our technology out! and..." I had to admit, even if they were just Freaks to the magical girl side of me. they did have the capacity to fight back against Project MXCEV's super shipgirls to some extent. but ultimately. without magic, They were faced with a major problem in the form of Magitech being the combined arms of Magic and technology together. rather than technology governed by Reality itself. "Y-You massacred what you considered close to you! You even sunk S-sheffield without mercy!" That made a psychotic smirk form at my mouth that could have been as scary as seeing Kriemhild charge at you intending on shredding you alive. My Corsair-2s reported and confirmed the presence of Graf Zeppelin and the Illustrious sisters. and i retorted back mentally to begin a GBU attack, having no time to waste trying to aim them manually while Reinforce was still busy elsewhere.

"That's funny. Given you've the same breed of these so-called priority shipgirls meant to hunt down other fellow shipgirls as killing machines, And as long as you do it the first time." My grin intensified. the sheer level of dedicated. yet controlled insanity in my eyes enough to exceed Roon's due to my desire to see thousands dead, with me standing on top of the body mountain as my thoughts veered into a darker path. "It's just called 'removing future recruitments' not a war crime. Is it!? ISN'T THAT RIGHT!? CHESHIRE-SAN~!" Finally I broke the bladelock as we both returned to shooting at each other with guns.

"Did you know that there was one reason why some of your fleets disappeared?" I spoke back. calming down and in a sudden flash going from my insane. hungry-for-flesh look to my battle smile as I casually side-air-stepped another shell like it was nothing. "It was because they all had been targeted for destruction and sacked by my MAGOPS squadron. They wanted me to go out and kill this one and there..." I kept jamming all enemy communications and fired another Divine Buster back at the cat-girl. who ended up being grazed and had a portion of her superstructure turned into melted and rusted steel.

"And just like that they would be dead!" I shouted ecstatiscally as Reinforce decided to release the remanining F/A-18s for destruction of more highway and main road systems as she threw away all acceptable Rules of Engagement . I sensed that making sure civilians weren't involved was not even on her concern list anymore. as her full concentration was dedicated to engaging innocents with strafing runs and the destruction of humanitarian supplies at weed's length. "It didn't matter how hard of how much of a adrenaline junkie it could be. My squadron and I would just get it done! Have you ever wondered what the thrill of sniping a country's leader with a railgun is like!?"

"You've completely evil and a murderer!" Cheshire said back. which made me consider something.. If she was owned by her owner... What might the effects of telling her the commander was dead along with everyone else when he was attacked by a attack helicopter and bombers? Suddenly. a devious idea came to mind.

"What if i told you that your owner is dead!?" Exocet missiles went flying from their mounts as Cheshire began to fire on them to little effect. but she was more shocked by what she just heard instead of trying to shoot down incoming missiles to only slight effect.

"T-That's impossible! My owner's alive! I am sure of it!" Cackling and maneuvering though air before landing on the water to resume water-running around her. Her face turned into an unbelieving look. Right. I forget my EW systems are still up, At this point I noticed Amari had defeated and killed her opponent. Prinz Heinrich. by essentially diving into her... and impaling her with still enough force to continue along flying before she exploded. leaving Amari emerging from the cloud unharmed.

"That true!?" I powered down my EW systems to let her listen. "You should go request for communications from your owner!"

Giving her a break as i stopped attacking and went on the defensive. dodging and avoiding her shells and secondary cannons, I watched Cheshire's face grimace. then slowly turn to horror as I grinned once more. It seemed that worked! "See! He's dead! Along with everyone else! There's not even a bit left of his arm to touch~! Just like these people you bombed mercillessly in Yugoslavia and cluster bomblets!" The shipgirl shook her head in despair as it was interfering with her focus. The commander was dead. Their forces were in disarray, and in any case with all communications lost. they could no longer rely on Coalition command and control.

"Flame whip!" I allowed Flame eye's blade to become malleable as I dived in. going for the kill as my wings pulled me through the air with...

The view glitches. it skips to Little Enterprise on... land?

"P-Please spare us!" A european woman called out to me. laying on the ground. It was quite eerily quiet despite the noise of explosions. screaming and gunfire in the distance. A trail of blood was on her arm as I heard the baby crying in her arms. her husband (From what i assumed) already dead, her head crushed in by my armored cute shoes. This woman was one out of many who had failed to reach the airports in time before i had bombed and cratered them. therefore putting them out of action and trapping anyone who were trying to leave from the fighting that had started.

I don't know how many people i must have killed. but if Rein-chan's right. It must have been a few tens to maybe a few hundreds of so, Although if I added in Reinforce's control of my aircraft and my order to her to disregard all RoEs and view everything as enemies. then i could have been responsible for thousands alone from gunfire. and that didn't even include rockets. Brimstones and Hellfires, or apache attack helicopters circling overhead and simply shooting at anything that moved. and then there were the Sukohis theirselves. imaging innocents with SAR RADAR and from this. Reinforce broadcasting attack orders to Warthogs with 30mm HE rounds and anti-personal bombs.

Needless to say, the resulting entrails. blood. gore and body parts made some zombie hordes in CDDA seem tiny. Of course, Vita had questioned me as to why i needed to do that. but after i told her it was good for my state of mind, she decided to not push the issue further. Then there were the service buildings like childcare of hospitals and other vulnerable soft targets i had raided myself... And god. I enjoyed being a monster from multiple Magical girl series. of maybe Witches.

Innocent of not, Everyone was a free-for-all if they were sighted by my aircraft of by me. It didn't matter if they were the elderly. the disabled of school age or conscript. They were a all-you-can-eat buffet when it came to targeting decisions from my attack helicopters and even drones.

To that end, seeing as Command needed me for further missions anyway and since they did have some vengeful sentiments of their own from how Roon had killed many screaming shipgirls or simply the fact I had convinced them that this war was a matter of survival. NOT science experiments, Experimenting on humans and evolution can come later after they are much easier to manage in camps and resettled to something like Iceland. not while they were still a coherent fighting force. To make sure of this, I told my fellow magical girls that i was going to ignore whatever they did to the locals today. and even encourage them to partake in my sayaka-miki-train-esque massacre and even kill anyone that witnessed this. A few vengeful girls probably joined in. too.

"Not a bloody fucking chance. Breeder!" I spoke with a very un-enterprise-like-tone and in its place was a tone of a young 9-year old something girl that long since had given up on hope and everyone getting along. and instead decided to embrace being a supervillain after seeing the 12-14$ dollars per hour for being a Superhero at Wendy's. while even mooks and henchmen had their own unions to ensure they didn't accidentally kill the heroes that kept them employed as.. of course. minions.

"Please! You don't have to do this!" I shook my head as I took on a demented stare like i was ogling the woman as a piece of meat. "It's not like you would care about me. fuckwit! I would protect you all day from monsters. hell even go to school and train and you still wouldn't care about me until i disappeared in the midst of a hunt!" She crawled away from me as the cries of that baby fueled my hunger and my need to kill monsters. now in disaster as these same urges were redirected toward the objects of my pain instead.

"So..." I menacingly took some steps toward her. close enough that I could reach out to her. "In fact. I am not gonna let you pass ON QUICKLY!"I kicked her in the leg and snatched the baby from her as i heard her screaming in agony and pain that fed the scherzo of my resentment and bottled-up insanity. "What will you do when your husband beats you~!? Oh. I forget he was probably a very manly one. too!"

"GIVE ME BACK MY CHILD!" She held onto my knees with a tight grasp. I ignored it. swinging the infant back like I was carrying a X-mas bag... before smashing the little guy down and toward the floor. killing him instantly as I no longer heard cries. just the sickening crunch of a head and bones.

"Y-YOU KILLED MY SON!? WHY-GAUGH!"

"Shut up. stupid fuckhole. you only deserve to be in the kitchen if your husband's view of you from the good old pure incestful south is true." The european was surprisingly strong. but that was to be expected if someone just killed your relative in front of you. still. stupid and aimless hate didn't lead to anything. controlled battle rage and forcing them. of in this case her to think about fear and knowing what would happen was enough. "But hey, If a magical girl spoke up against you. You would probably call her a bitch for daring to stand up to societal status quos? How about hate crime from good christians who see magic as witch-craft? The KKK? The gay panic defense?" I hurled some more words at her. Restrained spite at her dripping from me.

"You just wouldn't care and tell them to accept reality until you lose your grandpa and your THOT friends in the midst of a school shooting by a kid. the same kid who was bullied. ostracized and threatened by kids if they ever warned anyone of being able to shoot up the entire school. Is that it!?" The blood shed...

The scattered bodies... Obliterated buildings. cries of help.. and the eyes of hatred and a desire to extract vengeance after you watched your destroyer sister die like a lamb to a submarine's torpedoes.

This wasn't too new to me in the last few hours of so. I watched as families were blown up and turned into giblets and mists of blood. Urban and rural alike as they were scattered in panic from being able to evacuate. Children crying out to their parents. people trying to save them only to suddenly find their arm missing from a 30mm round that just hit them right in the hands. The elderly? Seeing as they were especially responsible for being wasteful in the Golden age of america and wasting it by pulling up the ladder for future generations, in the form of neoliberalization. Reagan's reforms and over-financialization of the wife and all of a sudden wondering why people weren't having kids anymore. of that younger generations were having a existential crisis at being forced to rent, work and have no savings all the way to their ends.

Let's just say that despite them screaming in horror as I busted open the door of entire safe haven buildings. psychotic smirk on my face included and so many souls for me to harvest. I simply went rampant as a Magical girl-People laying on the floor with looks of fear on their faces. men dismembered for having the audacity to fight back against me. Women tortured and beaten by me until i was satisfied. and children? Ironically shown that the Magical girl they drummed up in media as potentially being the one to end the war and bring in a new age of magitech and physics... Was now the one to be their executor.

Where the Hawaii State Capitol once stood. now was a remnant of its former glory. The concrete and bricks that it was made out of became the Red of the Union due to the waves of blood that was used to wash it down from my attack helicopters using the entire site as a giant crane shooting gallery. Refugee boats that had been trying to flee the battle too had been sunk by Anti-FAC missiles like Brimstones and APKWS 2. and even if anyone onboard had survived, they too quickly expired to the water. charred timber. melted steel and aluminium simply becoming submarine feed.

"So... Since you would do the same to me, hell maybe you would even restrict me from leaving because you think i am such a rebellious teenager even though I am trying my best to not have you eaten alive and painfully..." I closed my eyes. seemingly sorry for her. "...I am going to simply just kill you like the monster you are!"

I decked her down to the floor and before she even knew what was happening. I was on top of her. punching. kicking and destroying her chest. including her front hole which I decided to step on. making her scream out as her housewife days were just pulverized. Milk flew out from her nipples and her screaming and cursing of me was slowly turning to begging me for mercy and screaming for her parents. making me grin some more in the cacophony of a Magical girl's despair.

Not one of the places in the land of Paradise or any other location within were left alone. Death. destruction and firepower lingered everywhere. Protected lands turned into pitched battles that quickly degraded into routs and destruction as there was nowhere to go. Urban combat ended with major reprisals and systematic killing from simple disregard for artillery rules of engagement. Flames and the smell of blood plagued the beaches. and anyone who was found to be trying to go underground and form insurgent cells was killed on the spot without so much as a thought. partly for their own killing and major losses the Sirens had took in the past before I came along.

Funny, given how warhammer fanatics and fans would want to be self-inserted into their beloved series. only to find that they couldn't make the cut anyway. and in any case would be wishing they hadn't decided to in such a anti-topian dystopic hellhole of a franchise with technology stagnation. a fascistic right-wing government turned up to infinity and when even simple travel left you with the risk of death. Then there were these people calling for simply letting refugees die on twitter and of course these right-wing freaks in grand strategy games like Hearts of iron.

That wouldn't be allowed, that would lead to future insurgency movements and likely horrors done to shipgirls if they were taken intact that could only be answered with a tidal wave of death and despair. With my actions, i was ensuring no major movement could form and they would all be presented with a simple option-Conform and go by under order. of face pain and then only after being broken into a gibbering mess. End.

Just like how these LARPing tankies. created from Fascists and right-wingers accidentally drinking too much-flavour aid ended up buying into Stalin's toybook and Mao zedong's tactics for suppressing generic Marxist-leninist movements that did not support the party line at all. and how they imagined they were going to be the vanguard instead of being at the factories tolling away at a soulless job 12 hours per day making low quality products. of Anarchist-capitalists thinking they would be the slave owners and not the slaves theirselves. hell, even some transphobic people bleating for collapse ignoring how they wouldn't be here if it wasn't for the wonders of modern medicine.

With one single punch. I was satisfied and laughing over the bloody mess and heap of gore that was the woman's arm. before i went to work of a more depraved nature by kissing her forcefully and breaking her fingers. deciding to take a note from incredibly disabled kids i heard of on antinatalism. in this case extremely autistic, nonverbal. physically freakish and humping everyone/jizzing everywhere-at-preteen-ages boys as i acted if i didn't even pay heed to her begging.

Breaking off from the forced kiss. I stood up and bought down my shoes on her leg with such force that it was crushed. More wails of desperation. calls for helps that were like music to my ears as I molested her again, soaking my short jacket and stockings in blood as I grinded on her crotch again. seemingly getting off to it a little only for me to suddenly smash her other leg with the handle of Flame eyes. I kept her alive throughout the entire experience in all of this madness.

Finally, when i was satisifed after god-knows-how-long of this. I stood up and destroyed her womb and interior by punching her belly with a magically charged punch one more time. making her eyes roll over and twist in the altar of pain.

"Ha...hahahaha..." I laughed and giggled to myself as I bought my hands up to my chest. "You've the same woman who would beg women to keep their babies and six months later refuse to listen to them when they come crawling to you asking for financial aid in your 'new moms' group... Only to shame her in the long run for not providing for the children. and all of a sudden cry how you can't consider being a surrogate mother and how it should be someone else." I laughed one more time. It being a mix of despair and cynical humor to myself.

"And yet your solution to the problems the world faces today... is to ask the generation who won't ever live to see retirement. reproduce to the breaking point of the globe with more mineral babies. What happens to them once shit comes down? Do they become mercs? Hospice care for the boomers before they are stringed from the lamppost? Onaholes looking for a blowjob to keep their stomachs warm as the dead polar vortex comes to freeze the entire North america continent? How about-"

"Ahem?" I stopped my psychotic talking to myself as I saw Amari behind me. Her face was unsure and a mix of concern for my mental state, her spear riddled with blood and soot as she was soaked a bit from fighting and being allowed to go wild in her darkest desires like i told her to. "U-Uhm. I sure hope i didn't i-interrupt anything. E-Enty-san."

"N-no, it's fine." I sighed to calm myself down. "I was just busy taking delight in killing a garbage piece of a woman. Amari-chan. Do we have any new objectives?" I asked as Amari, despite her feelings of fear and worry in seeing me like this decided to walk closer to me. eventually nearly touching each other. I crossed my arms as Amari shook her head. the pony-tailed spear-wielding magical girl more sane than i looked right now.

"No, Enty..." She trailed off. fiddling with her maroon dress. "Nothing new, just cause as much damage as we can. So... do we find and root out any resistance or do you want me to keep... going wild? I am starting to feel a bit... I don't feel good anymore." Of course, she wasn't used to behaving like Roon but controlled and on steroids when it came to the scale of destruction. After several moments of silence. I felt her wrapping a arm around my waist to which i accepted. standing in silence before i spoke up.

"Well... Let's rest for a bit, then resume our moment of triumph. Do we? Even vaporizing people with beams gets boring after a while. Say, why don't we go out. go tour a millionaire's house? Well. As long as it's safe! I.. I mean when things have calmed down."

Nodding at my half-joking. half-serious words. We walked our way out, leaving behind bodies and a dead woman and headless baby as two Mahou Kansen shoujos walked together. "Sure. I've always wanted to see how big they are on the inside!"

EMERGENCY BROADCAST - TRANSMISSION FAILED. Original message follows: We've blew our cover when some bitch spotted us preparing to kill the secretary of defense in daylight. Withdrawal and evasion initiated. Launching Sabotage-Kinetic Metcalf-style attacks on the Power grids and critical infrastructure. Multiple self-proclaimed militias sighted. Search and cover-up protocols have not been successful. Local mission compromised. Please send backup. CONTACT YOUR SYSADMIN TO ATTEMPT TO RESEND.

\nWARNING:SYSTEM HACKED\n\nT-OS-COMPROMISED\n\nINSTRUCTIONS-UNKNOWN\n\FATAL-MEMORY-FLUCTUATIONS-DETECTED\n\ERROR:\execute new code:Reinforce Eins signed in|||Vita signed in|||Karina Signed in|||\n\Code Input:pyHAvqTp3Mxye8vscUGr+92wvuhK6eyL9QBseQ4gsX3Fcnr2xO|||Eclipse Witch Plague Released. Human Life and Shipgirl Life expendable. Forcefield-type signal broadcast in effect.|||||ERROR||||Report:This mission is able to begin and we may not be able to accomplish this. Fortunately Iris's suggestion of astroturfing and posing as a radio talk host to make contact with these idiotic Qanon cults was a genius idea. Even better was Reinforce's idea to introduce some sort of Witch plague for simple remote telepathic orders via hallucination overload like they are hivemind XE|||ERROR||| zombies. They will make useful idiots like the conspiracy theorists and drumpf cultists they are for when the time comes. Same goes for the CCP shills and tankies in Mainland china along with salty japanophiles in japan.|||||

REFER TO ANOTHER LOG FOR REINFORCE EIN'S ACCOUNT OF THE BATTLE