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Episode 4
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仮面ライダーBLACK RX · Takayuki Miyauchi
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Rain in the Garden - Date A Live Music Extended
PART 1
Her name is Mana Takamiya. The sister of Shinji Takamiya and the aunt of Shidou Takamiya (or Shidou Itsuka).
Sometime during the night in the Takamiya Residence, when the rain started to fall, there was Mana Takamiya, seated on a chair nearby, who was looking out from the closed window, with her left elbow and hand supporting her face, one that carried a contemplative mood. Her eyes looked into the grey clouds of the skies with a deep, reflective thought.
"You okay there?"
Mana glances at Jacob Wescott, one of the residents of the house, who is leaning towards the side of the door with arms crossed.
She smiled a little, covering up her reflective mood. "How are the others?"
Jacob, shrugging his shoulders, would walk towards Mana's position. "Well, Millicas, Kyouko, and Koenig are sleeping on the sofa and Kasumi is washing the dishes. Though," Jacob leans towards the wall, with arms crossed, and an expression that was not fooled. "In any case, don't try to redirect the question, I know that something's bothering you again, so lay it on me. We both promised to be honest with each other, don't we?"
Mana sighed at the persistence of this man who was as stubborn as a mule. Her arms were crossed before she said. "Before I say anything, you should probably lock the door. I don't want just anyone to barge in all of a sudden and interrupt me."
"Sure," Jacob nodded. He would go back to where he entered and close the door. Then he would head back towards Mana and say. "So?"
Mana glanced a little at the grey sky with a sad smile, with arms covering her chest. "It's...Well, I'm just thinking about them, that's all."
Jacob understood immediately. "The Spirits you mean?"
"...Hmm," Mana nodded. "I...I still can't believe that it's been like...two years, counting this one. Kotori-chan, Tohka-chan, Yoshino-chan, the others... They aren't here anymore."
When the convergence of several worlds had happened sometime Post-War, as it turns out, the Spirits were no longer present in this timeline, in any shape or form. Not even a hint of their existence or history. No impact whatsoever. The fact of the matter was that they could no longer fit. Some things in the old worlds just had to be discarded and pruned if you will. It's like data. The data of the Spirits was far too corrupted or distorted to be brought back. They were the ones most majorly affected by the timeline changes, and thus were erased entirely from existence. No sign of them in an afterlife even, and this universe has many afterlife dimensions that can be accessed with the right people and the right tools for the job.
The reality of the situation hit hard for Mana. The Spirits, most of them, and yes, even she has to admit much to her consternation, even Kurumi Tokisaki on some level, were no more. For Mana, it was just...it was just unfair. Why her? Why her brother? Why some others? Yet not the Spirits? It had been about three years, and Mana was still not used to it nor was she able to accept it fully. Sometimes, she wondered how Shidou did it, or Shinji did it, even when these two had literal years to process the pain that Mana felt, Shidou even more so.
She looks outside because she was reminded of the fact that, this may have been her world once upon a time, but it had become far too different to her now. Humans, non-humans, non-humanoids, and everything else existed side by side. There was no supernatural masquerade. There was no hidden secret. Everyone is well and fully aware that everything that can be described in myth and fantasy is real. There were no Spacequakes or Spirits or Deus Ex Machina (DEM) Industries. Some things remained such as Ratatoskr and Asgard Electronics, but even they felt different in purpose and by design.
In a word, this world is different, totally alien to her. Even if this was her reality, this feels too different to be truly recognizable.
Jacob, sporting a look of empathy, would walk towards a nearby chair and sit on it, being beside Mana. "Well, like I said before, nobody said it was easy to move forward. It just...takes time as all."
"Time..." Mana's face grew bitter at the mere mention of it, and her eyes reflected someone who was an adult underneath the younger exterior, and they were looking at Jacob. "Ne, Jacob, what exactly is time compared to people like us? People who have been living for too long?"
Mana's arms were crossed as she continued. "Before all of this, I was enjoying my new lease on life. Normal, everyday life that had once been taken from me by that bastard when the latter came into our lives. The man who murdered our parents and nii-sama. Shidou-nii-sama and I...and everyone else had finally managed to avenge them...though we lost yet another person who was important to both Shidou-nii-sama and to me... I thought...I thought that it was over, that we finally got to move on after everything. But now..."
Mana continued. "...Now I find out that we lost...this time for good, losing all of the Spirits, everything that Shidou-nii-sama had fought for... It seemed all for nothing..."
Jacob's expression turned grim and said. "That's what most people tend to feel and experience when the War rained down so suddenly on everyone's head. We couldn't have known though...and even if we did, we could not really change it no matter how hard we try. The scale that the War operated on was...bigger than all of us. This isn't something that simple dating problems or an action-packed battle would be able to stop. At that point, you're basically an ant getting burned by the magnifying glass."
"...I still have no idea how nii-sama, Shidou-nii-sama, and you do it... Just, moving on...like almost nothing had happened," Mana said, looking into his eyes.
Jacob answered. "Whoever said it was easy? Like I said before, it wasn't. We had literal years to cope with the experience before the dust settled. And even then, during the War, there was no luxury for us to wallow in our own self-misery, not when reality was breaking down around us, not when we experienced death several times and come back to life, only to die again. War waits for no man, or woman, or child, and the same is true for this War, and the War that we fought was a nightmare, something that should never have to happen again, and it won't."
Jacob glances at the window as well, looking beyond the grey clouds, as memories of the haunted past and the shrilling screams of the enemy are being recalled to his mind. A few moments later, Mana began to mutter. "...Ne."
"Hmm?" Jacob looked at Mana.
"How long do you plan to keep avoiding the issue?" Mana raised an eyebrow. "And don't tell me that you don't know what I'm talking about, because I know you do, so don't try to change the subject."
Jacob smiled a little sadly. "...On some point of view, the subject may have changed, but...it's still the same, isn't it? Me and Kasumi. Kasumi confessed to me...me of all people. At some level, I thought it was a waste for her to confess to a worn-out old man like me, heck, I'm way too old for her. She's young, so young and bright, it's...it's endearing and comforting. But..."
Jacob continued. "Even then, I only consider Kasumi as a very close friend, even if the latter feels otherwise. But...the latter would probably cry too much if I were to reject her confession like that... Besides, do you remember what happened with kyoudai and Kyouko?"
Mana lightly twitched a grimace. Oh, she remembers alright. The genki childhood friend who came along with Kasumi, Kyouko Akizuki. It was not obvious, but the latter was deeply in love with Shidou Itsuka. She was, well, quite close with the latter. Even with her teasing mannerisms and prodding from earlier at the front door of the house, even Mana could tell that this was an act.
"...And well," Jacob looked straight at Mana with no hesitation. "...There's someone else that I...have feelings for."
Mana raised her eyebrows a little. She blinked, trying to process what she had heard. Everything was quiet. Then, Mana twitched as she formed a bitter smile. "...You, you can't be serious?"
"Should I not be?" Jacob made a sad but serious expression. "You know that I don't take things like this lightly, love not being an exception."
"...But, me? Me of all people?" Mana could not help but ask, disbelieving.
"We had about three years or so to know each other pretty well. Before that point, I always wondered what you were like in person. The only thing I really had to go on is from what kyoudai told me and whatever I could find out. Then you came, got depressed for a few weeks, and well, I suddenly thought to get you out of your funk and enjoy the morning breeze of the outside world."
"Oh, I remember. You were quite the persistent bastard back then, you know that right?" Mana made a twitching smile.
"Isn't that the same thing with kyoudai?" Jacob shot back with a little humor.
"Hai, hai, you were all very annoyingly persistent...but..." Mana made a small, but genuine and touched smile. "...I'm glad that you both were. At least with Shidou-nii-sama, it didn't seem like he changed much despite everything. He's still the same nii-sama who would like me to be happy, the same one who would love and care for the Spirits, the same one who would always say 'Everything's going to be okay.'."
Jacob made a pouting expression. "And what about me though, bro-con?"
Mana twitched a little, feeling her nerve crack, with a twitching smile. "Oho, you're quite daringly either brave or stupid for trying to say that about me to my face while we were talking seriously here."
Jacob smiled a little, amused instead of afraid. "Hey, just trying to lighten the mood, that's all?"
"More like derailing it," Mana spoke with an annoyed tone, before her smile turned genuine. "...But, still, thank you...for still trying to listen to this old woman's rambling."
"I am a gentleman after all," Jacob smiled a bit.
"Hai, hai," Mana spoke with a smile before her expression turned to concern. "But...can you...can you please give me time to at least consider this?"
"Sure, there's no rush. I just...wanted to let you know how I feel, to be honest," Jacob sported a contrite expression, putting his right hand to the back of his head and rubbing it.
"Then be honest with Kasumi-chan," Mana's expression says she won't compromise on this issue. "Like you said, she deserves better, so at the very least, be honest about your feelings on the matter at some point. Yes, it would hurt, but... it would hurt even more if you keep just prolonging the issue. Take a page from my Shidou-nii-sama, your kyoudai, and his life."
"Heh," Jacob sported a guilty and understanding expression. "Fair point. Honestly, from all that I heard about kyoudai's life before the War, having to manage several women and keeping them stable must be mentally exhausting. I don't think that's the kind of life for someone like me, no thank you."
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【再編集版MAD】駆けろ！スパイダーマン×歴代映画版Spider-Man (NWHネタバレあり版）
PART 2
His name is Hiroto Tonomachi. The best friend of Shidou Itsuka. Though, people nowadays know him as the Emissary of Hell, the Friendly Neighborhood Japanese Spider-Man. And he was soaking wet in the silent rain that suddenly appeared from out of nowhere in the last few hours, and his Spider-Sense would tell him that this was no ordinary rain, currently he was...
...dodging several gunfire from several armed combatants. Their appearance was that of greyish spandex suits with black gloves and boots, with a belt that depicted an orange crow bird, with black shade visors that covered the eyes, and an orange crow beak for a nose. They were carrying WWII-esque machine guns that fired several rounds of laser fire, colored red, that were all aimed at Spider-Man. These were the crow-like robotic footsoldiers that were known as the Ninders.
Somewhere in District 10, there was a secret operation that was being nefariously conducted by the Iron Cross Army, an evil organization consisting of a band of alien invaders that were led by the dreaded Professor Monster, and they all originated from another universe. They were the enemies of the original Japanese Spider-Man and Tonomachi's personal mentor from another universe, Takuya Yamashiro, and nowadays, the Iron Cross Army itself is under the employ of someone by the name of GameOver.
Who was GameOver?
Most people have no idea. His identity to this day eludes both heroes and villains alike. Even Tonomachi himself does not know who he is. Yet one thing he knew for sure was that GameOver was a dangerous individual with shady MOs, with a gathering of his own legion of villains, for purposes that even elude his very own allies at times.
The current operation that the Iron Cross Army was conducting was in essence merely a simple villain plot to foil. Trying to make use of an explosive device that would be used to blow up half of Tenguu City. Not on his watch, Tonomachi as Spider-Man declared. And well, he just recently defused the bomb. Yes, he, Hiroto Tonomachi, knows how to defuse bombs. You kind of have to know stuff like this when you're Spider-Man after all.
With a single swing, he performed a kick with his two feet, sending one Ninder away and crashing into several Ninders, exploding violently. As he landed on the ground, he would perform a punch to the right, punching a Ninder in the face. Two Ninders were carrying machetes, but whose blade is not that of steel but more of a luminous red, that would try to strike at Spider-Man. But the latter dodged the attack with a jump as he knocked both of them out with their own heads.
This was how the Japanese Spider-Man spent his summer vacation. Taking down the dreaded Iron Cross Army, taking down crooks and lowlifes and scum, all in a day's work. Truthfully, Hiroto Tonomachi never really imagined becoming a superhero. He would reminisce about the past, the past of his old world. How he remembered his world was a slow process. It started with dim flashes that happened whenever he slept. Memories of a world that seemed much different from the current world that he lived. And in that world, he was best friends with Shidou Itsuka.
There was once an old world. Now that old world was gone and replaced with a new one, a convergence of several worlds that formed into one. And he became the Spider-Man of this world, connecting it with the other Spider-Men of other realities, like an intricate web pattern that ran throughout the Multiverse. As Spider-Man, Tonomachi slowly learned the meaning of great power and great responsibility, and experienced things that made him sometimes wonder if he was now different compared to the man he used to be in the old world.
He hoped at least it was for the better.
With his Spider-Sense kicking in that foreshadows the future, he dodges multiple hail of gunfire from the Ninders, doing multiple back flips. Using his Spider Braclet, he would teleport towards his opponents and do a back-landed kick against the two of them, knocking them down. With two shots from his webbing, in both ways, he dislodged the weapons of the Ninders, and would quick reflexes, punch through them all like bread and butter.
Cover fire resounded, picking off many of the Ninders as they fell to the ground. From the corner of his eye, he would see hover police cars stationed on each side, with non-humans and a few human police officers, wearing white armored uniforms, armed with advanced rifles that fired green laser colors. With the area now clear of the Ninders, the officers would begin to secure the area and search for any signs of hostile combatants.
There was an officer who was a tall man with grey hair and an intimidating posture, wearing a grey business suit with a dark blue collar and necktie, holding a grey umbrella, who was walking towards Spider-Man.
He was Inspector Miyazaki of Interpol. And the officers that are currently present are part of Interpol. And the rest of the officers that were in the scene were members of Interpol.
"Well done, Spider-Man," he spoke grimly. "We have successfully foiled the Iron Cross Army's attempt to blow up this District."
"All in a day's work, Inspector," Spider-Man saluted. Then he turned a little serious. "But, there's no Machine Bem commanding the operation, just the Ninders. This may just be me, but I've got the feeling that this is some kind of distraction for something big."
"Hmm. I thought so as well, Spider-Man," the man nodded.
Beep. Beep. Beep.
The two would notice something beeping in Spider-Man's pocket.
"Oh, I have to take this, Inspector, one moment," Spider-Man said before he took a phone that had a web-like pattern, with blue and red primary colors. He would look into the screen and recognize the name.
He answered.
"Where are you right now?"
There was the deadpan, annoyed voice of a young woman with long purple hair and purple eyes covered by circular glasses with a thin frame, that came from the phone. Spider-Man - Hiroto Tonomachi - smiled a little, hearing the voice of his lovely feline girlfriend. Her name was Mii Fujibakama, a fellow classmate of Shidou Itsuka and the current girlfriend of Hiroto Tonomachi.
"Oh, I'm currently helping Inspector Miyazaki out in busting another Iron Cross Army op. Why? Did you miss me already?"
"...Hmm," the woman on the phone made a pout. "...I want a hug. Right now." She said with a demanding yet cute tone in Spider-Man's opinion.
"Oh, anything for you, my lovely neko-chan," Spider-Man spoke cheerfully before turning serious. "So wait for me, okay. I'll just finish everything up from here."
"...Hmm," the woman nodded.
And then, he hung up the call.
"Hey, Inspector," Spider-Man would look towards the man. "Considering we just took out all of the Ninders and disabled the bomb, I suppose there's nothing else to do on this night, so, well-"
"Go, kid," the man said. "Me and my men would take care of things from here. You've earned a good night."
"Thank you," Spider-Man bowed his head gratefully before he would eventually start to fire a web with his right wrist and head straight swinging towards where his beloved neko-chan was no doubt waiting for him.
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Moonlit Night - Date A Live Music Extended
PART 3
The rain still came down softly.
After hours of passion and lust brought and exerted to the fore, the married Takamiya couple, still naked with no shame, was resting in a dark blue bending chair that could fit two people, one that Sona conjured for their pleasurable discretion. Their naked bodies were covered in a soft, warm grey blanket. There were also two pillows to accommodate as well for the laying of heads. Their clothes were replaced by new ones, along with Sona's glasses being placed there, all of which were located on a nearby table that was blocking the door that led to the exit, in case someone tried to interrupt them or accidentally walked in. You never know about these parts of District 10.
But what about the rain? That problem was taken care of due to Sona conjuring up a barrier that enclosed the rooftop, preventing her and her man from becoming wet. The floors of the rooftop were also tried out as well.
As for Acrobatter, one of Shidou's trusted partner vehicles, he was currently in silent mode, resting inside the building, somewhere on the first floor.
Right now, Sona was laying her breasts and front figure to her husband, squeezing or slightly rubbing it to the latter's muscular chest. Her slight red face was still making a sultry look and her body would at times shake a little of her hips underneath, with her interior chambers still connected with her man's godly manhood.
"...Mmmphww..."
Her mouth was passionately kissing her man, softly, savoring each taste. The tongues were more calmer yet still carried a bit of teasing. As for Shidou, he was embracing his woman's perfect arching back with both of his hands, with his hands swaying between her back and her rear to feel the sense of touch. He would shake his hips a little even as he laid down, pumping his dignity through his devilish mistress. While they may have climaxed not too long ago, the thing that Shidou had learned ever since he became involved in a relationship with his now-current devil wife was that, as it is more than obvious, Sona Sitri was a devil.
And because of that, Sona doesn't want to remove herself from her intimate connection even in spite of the climax. She was still feeling a little aroused. Satisfied yet also wanting just a little more before finally taking an actual rest. Still connected yet more slower this time. A little lust that was mixed with passion.
In ordinary life and daily affairs, Sona Sitri was uptight and professional. Strict as all hell, not taking any kind of nonsense, and setting the proper example of a noble princess devil and student council president of Kuoh Academy. By virtue of being the current heiress of the Great Devil House of Sitri, Sona needed to take the traits of a professional, with the air of a cool-headed but not cold-hearted individual, though the latter would be something that may be a first or second impression for those meeting her for the very first time.
But not now. This was her moment to let loose her other self, locked in the hidden closet of her own making. Time for her to let loose the devil in her.
Then, after a while, Sona would let her mouth go from her immersive kiss, her hips still shaking a little while feeling her man's soft thrusts, and she could utter soft hums of pleasure as she heard her man's soft groans.
"...You really can't get enough of me, huh?" Shidou mused a little, being a tease.
"...Hmm, oh I can never get enough, not at all," Sona mused while her expression was a little sultry, with her hands locked onto her husband's neck. "It's not my fault that my man is so good at giving me what I want."
"I aim to please my princess after all," Shidou teased before his expression wavered a little as he groaned in pleasure. "Still, we're gonna have to stop this little game we're playing seeing as last I check, it's already 1:00, and we need to take a proper break at some point."
"Hmm, true," Sona pouted a little as she rubbed her hips a little. "Though I still want to stay in this position for just a bit, please?"
"Oh I've got no problem with that," Shidou smirked.
Then Sona would raise her face to Shidou and give a soft but teasing kiss. A few soft intervals of kissing and teasing later, and relaxing from his little thrusts, stopping for now yet still connected to Sona, Shidou would speak in turn while he embraced Sona's back, and he could feel Sona's hands tracing his torso.
"Say, I've got an idea for tomorrow morning," Shidou spoke with a smile. "Why don't we take Millicas with us and have some fun, just the three of us? Jacob will get to be in charge of the house for the time being probably since tou-san is out of the house for more work, Mana would probably be with Ratatoskr's Valkyrie Legion, and Kyouko would be busy with her idol work."
"Hmm, I would like that very much," Sona smiled softly with nostalgia.
Then they would kiss passionately yet gently, before they would eventually fall into a deep sleep, enjoying the warmth that they provided to each other.
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I'll believe/ALTIMA [Music Box] (Anime "Shakugan no Shana III -FINAL-" ED)
It was a dream.
"Papa!"
He was reliving a memory from long ago, though at the same time, he was only capable of watching it from afar.
He was currently back in his adult body, and he was witnessing a younger version of himself within this fleeting gaze that shone as brightly as the sun.
There was a time that happened a very long time ago. A young girl with flowing plum hair, holding hands with Shidou and one other young woman. His beloved daughter. They were all walking together, hand in hand, with genuine and joyful smiles. The picture-perfect happy family. The winds brushed gently at them, their clothes waving.
Shidou looks at this scene with a sense of nostalgia and melancholy. He smiled, yet he could not help but cry from the inside. His family was still with him, even in his dreams. The dreams that were precious and treasured memories. It was both a sign of comfort that allowed him to keep moving forward and yet it was also a sign of sorrow that made him remember the void that came without them.
"Ne, papa, mama, can we head to the park next?" Rio spoke with a cheerful smile.
"Hmm," Shidou spoke with a gentle, paternal smile. "Wherever my little princess wants to go, right, mama?"
"Hmm, that's right, papa," the woman spoke with a cheerful, happy smile.
He remembers this moment. It was a time when he was staying in Eden. He remembers these days fondly as they were times of peace for him. When the world was looping for him, he was living the moment with his family. Though he knew that this was not a permanent moment. It would eventually pass away. He needed to give it up so that time could be set back to how it used to be. So that the world could return to how it used to be. At the cost of his happiness.
Then...
"Black Sun."
Shidou would glance at a familiar figure that was the spitting image of him, with the same face and clothing.
"BK?" Shidou muttered softly, noticing the man's serious expression. "What is it?"
BK did not say anything, only gesturing his face to the left, which Shidou followed the direction of, where he would spot a flash of bluish-white light that would be seen, and out came yet another familiar figure.
"...!"
Shidou widened his eyes. For him and for the rest of what is termed as the New Generation Kamen Riders, or New Gen Riders, those who were successors to the originals and the legends, heroes of their own right, there was this enigmatic, mysterious, grandfatherly figure who had been keeping a close eye on them for a very long time. This man was known as a Time Walker, an interdimensional timeline traveller that is more than capable of travelling through space and time, within reason of course. He was one of the mentors of the New Gen Riders, the one who, when he came, would for most of the time signal a sign of a foreboding that they needed to take heed of.
A man with grey eyes, grandfatherly facial features and wrinkles, black hair with shades of grey sides. His expression was solemn and grim, a far cry from the usual smiles that Shidou knew, indicating the seriousness of the matter. He had a pair of steampunk goggles with green lenses accentuated around his neck. He had a white lab coat that had brown and black pouches, along with a golden trim. Underneath, he wears a black turtleneck with a white scarf and his brown vest has gold buttons and pouches. His right arm was a metal gauntlet, with Shidou sensing the familiar feeling of a ticking clock - hundreds of ticking clocks. On his left hand, he wore a black fingerless glove. He also wears black pants with brown kneepads, and he has a pair of brown boots with gold straps. There was a staff that he held with his left hand, with an eye on the top.
"Paradox-sensei?" Shidou spoke, his heart now growing weary.
His name was Professor Paradox.
"Shidou, we do not have much time," Paradox spoke grimly. "There is a crisis that is coming upon your world, one that may also affect other worlds also, and this relates to your family."
"...!"
Shidou could not help but gasp. He blinked. His heart stopped. He glanced back at the memory, the one with his wife and daughter, all happy and ignorant of what lay ahead in the oncoming future storm. Shidou turns back to Paradox.
"What do you mean?"
Then Paradox would drop a bombshell. "...The Spirits are returning." Shidou's heart stopped. Paradox continued. "And the first to come back would be..."
...Then.
"...!"
Shidou gasps. His eyes were wide open. His heart was beating fast. He felt the familiar embrace of his wife who was sleeping soundly, with her head and long flowing hair placed to his upper left shoulder and chest, and her left arm was embracing him. His expression turned grim as he witnessed the sunrise that would slightly be present on the horizon. The winds, instead of providing comfort to him, would prove to carry an ominous sign.
"Sona, Sona, wake up!" Shidou would slightly shake up his wife a little by touching her shoulder, making her hum groggily in slight annoyance and concern.
"...Hmm. What is it?" Sona spoke, opening her eyes a little.
"Get dressed, and I mean that you get dressed into your magical girl uniform and make contact with Rias, Sairaorg, and Seekvaira, we have a situation," Shidou spoke with an anxious and grim expression.
"?"
Shidou would slightly remove himself from his wife's embrace and would slowly stand up to get dressed. The same can be said for Sona as she stood up. As Shidou would manually wear his clothing, Sona would begin to wear a different set of clothing as she stood up from her place.
First, she summoned a magical girl staff with her right hand and grabbed it firmly. It had a golden star that was encircled on the center of a circumference. The color of the stick was dark blue and it had two dove-like wings attached to the center circumference. Her violet irises were now turning into a clear and pure ocean blue that flashed brightly.
"Access: Leviathan!"
And then, the Seal of Leviathan (consisting of a capital "K" that had a snake-like line enveloping it) was seen, along with two overlaid equilateral triangles that form a six-pointed star, all in a hue of blue light. It was seen from the ground and was now suddenly engulfing her.
Her appearance changed. She now wore a dark blue and white elegant dress that was fit for a noble of her rank, along with silver armaments that attached themselves to both her arms and legs, with dark blue marking parts that provided coverings for them. A dark blue skirt that reached the knees and her feet now wore dark blue and white female formal shoes. On the top of her head, there was the sprouting of twitching black cat ears that provided greatly enhanced abilities and senses, and accompanying them was a dark blue headphone that attached itself to the back of the cat ears, with two little dark blue devil horns found on the center. There were dark blue hair clips that were now forming on her hair. Glasses would now be formed on her eyes, carrying a dark blue-rimmed feature. Her figure became more apparent, yet it never lost its subtlety, ironically modest, which reflects her public image and character. Her subtle cleavage held the proper etiquette of a devil noblewoman.
She is Sona Sitri. She was not just the Heiress of the House of Sitri. She was not just the Student Council President of Kuoh Academy. She was something else. The Sorceress Supreme of RX Universe-789. Her older sister, Serafall Leviathan, was the first to take that title when she was trained by the Great Magus, Kischur Zelretch Schweinorg.
As she transformed, she waved her left hand as the items that were conjured up evaporated, shunted to a different space. Eventually, with simple gestures of her left hand, she would conjure up a specific magic circle that would divide into three circles.
"...Hmm? Sona-chan? What is it?"
The concerned tone that came from one of the circles was an old friend and fellow king of Sona's. Seekvaira Agares. A young beautiful woman in her late teens with long, pale greenish blonde hair, long slit pink eyes with glasses.
"I'm sorry to call all of you right now at this early in the morning, but..." Sona glances at her husband who is already getting dressed. "My husband is calling you three. I fear that something must have happened, but I have yet to ask."
"Say no more, Sona."
The serious tone that came from one of the circles was another old friend and fellow king of Sona's. Sairaorg Bael. A handsome young man with black hair and violet eyes, with a tall height and muscular build.
"If Kamen Rider Black, a friend of devilkind, wants our aid, then we'll give it to him."
"Even more so..."
The next tone that spoke from one of the circles was her old friend, her rival, and most importantly, a part of her family. Rias Gremory. A young woman with crimson long hair and blue eyes.
"...He's also family, isn't he not, Sona?"
She spoke with a smile on her face.
Beep. Beep. Beep.
"Hmm?"
Somewhere in the Takamiya Residence, Jacob would begin to pick up his cellphone and take the call.
"Kyoudai? What made you call?"
"Jacob, listen to me, we have a situation," Shidou spoke grimly, making Jaocb pay attention. "There's gonna be a spacequake that may happen in the next hour."
"Huh?" Jacob widened his eyes, recognizing the term. "W-W-Wait a minute, back up for a moment, kyoudai, what's going on here?"
"There's no time to explain. I need you to get Millicas, Koenig, and the girls to Azazel-sensei's lab. Use the emergency transport door to get there, hurry!"
"Ri-Right!"
Jacob exclaimed while he would eventually wake up all of the residents of the house.
In the next hour, not a moment too soon, the entirety of planet Earth shakes. No, not just the Earth. Other dimensions would feel the quakes that ripple back and forth.
A Space Earthquake.
Pink cracks would suddenly appear from the skies, and shards of white-pinkish glass would fall down like snow flakes across the world, ones that covered all of the planet. The shaking would make all of the residents of Tenguu City pay attention. Some screamed in shock and fear. Others were filled with trepidation. The quake was brief at least and nothing damage lasting had happened, but now there was a worldwide panic. Nobody knows what is going on. Those among the supernatural did not know what to make of this situation. Those among the stars did not know what had occurred either, only that this spacequake spread out into their corner as well. The entire universe became affected by one single event.
The Spirits are returning.
And there were three Spirits that came back.
The mother.
The wife.
The daughter.
"...Ma...Mama," the young girl, Rio Sonogami, wearing her Astral Dress that consisted of a lavish pinkish-red dress with a gold emblem in the center, with the dress also containing a large robe that reaches her feet, would hurdle near to her mother who is lightly embracing her.
"...Rio...and...you...what is going on here...?" the young woman, Rinne Sonogami, wearing her Astral Dress that consisted of a purple clock with golden extensions on her shoulders and hips. The vast majority of her face is covered by a veil. At the top of her head, there is a decorated headdress with a golden emblem at the center.
"...You," the young adult woman in her 20s, Mio Takamiya, or Reine Murasame, wearing her Astral Dress that was a translucent color like water droplets and has a noticeable slit that shows off her left leg. The dress itself is decorated with flowers and golden jewelry. Large strands of fabric that are shaped like leaves can also be seen extending out from the dress.
They were confused as they lay on the floor. They had their Astral Dresses and could switch them to normal clothing, but they feel... ...powerless was the right word. They could not access their powers as Spirits. They all looked around to find a largely deserted area. It was a highway that was littered with abandoned vehicles. They looked at each other.
"...!"
And they noticed something. There was a gathering of humans, with various appearances and clothing, that would suddenly come in droves, appearing so suddenly, like they were teleporting.
...No, that was not the right word.
"...!"
Rio now felt terrified. Rinne became shocked and concerned. Mio however narrowed her eyes.
Something was wrong. These humans... ...they were possessed by something. Men, women, and even children. Their eyes were all black. And the Spirits could see their true forms hiding underneath the human bodies that they possess. No, that was not right either. These bodies that these creatures of pure black ash were possessing dead bodies. They could smell the foul stench of sulfur that now reigned in the air. Their aura was an abomination, an anathema, something that should not be. Their body gestures were reminiscent of the walking dead, and their soft but harsh growls were predatorial.
One of them, a black-eyed man with formal attire that consisted of a black business suit with a red silk tie, would grin ominously.
"Welcome to the new world... Spirits."
The Spirits were all alarmed. Rinne became very protective of a terrified Rio, embracing the latter while glaring at this... ...thing... ...that wears a dead human body. Mio, grimacing due to what felt like some part of her was missing and cut off, like the equivalent of one's leg or arm chopped off, would remain silent while thinking about this new enemy that she was dealing with.
Actually, where was here?
The last thing that Mio remembered before was... sacrificing her life so that her son could be spared. Speaking of her son, his wife and daughter are here with her. What was going on here?
Then, Mio, Rinne, and Rio noticed something.
The once-grinning face of the dark red-tied suit man now turned into a slightly intimidated frown and the rest of these hijacking spirits of damnation were walking back out of fear.
A silver clock gear portal would suddenly appear just right near the Spirits, and out came a young man with black hair and golden-brown eyes with a purplish hint, a handsome face, wearing a dark grey jacket with white lines on his shoulders, dark blue jeans, black socks, and Converse white shoes with yellow coloring. His eyes were flashing with a magenta color, narrowing against the abominations.
"...Eh?"
The Spirits would notice something... ...different about the young man. He carried a very commanding presence, despite looking young. An aged yet youthful aura. Happiness and sorrow. A mixture of various unique energies encircled within the man, including three specific elements that spoke of power and divinity.
ASCALON GIRADE! CROSS!
And with his left hand which he lifted, there was the presence of an Iron Red Cross that materialized from his right hand, a metal cross that glowed with a bluish-crimson aura.
The dark red-tied suit man would gnash his teeth with hatred, and so did his fellow brethren from behind him who growled like wild animals and even some roaring likened to that of lions. And yet, there was also a hint of reverential fear.
His name was George Kurai. But he was known to these demonic abominations by another name. The only name that belonged to the High King of the Seven Worlds of Magical Wonder. The One Who Slayed The Dragon. The Immortal Saint Who Was The Once And Future King.
"...George Artorius," the man spoke the name of the young man with pure malice and venom, with a mixture of revere and trepidation.
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