Two more days passed.
During those two days Haruno still focused on raw physical training—specializing the Rokushiki to roughly Level 3, Armament Haki to Level 2, Observation Haki to Level 3.
The others concentrated on polishing their unique powers. On pure Rokushiki and Haki they now lagged a little behind Haruno, yet their personal abilities improved further.
Yukino refined the precision of her ice: from hair‑thin ice needles to massive ice boulders, every construct obeyed her perfectly. She also tested the outer limit—at full output she could freeze everything within a kilometer radius, though effect dropped sharply beyond that; one kilometer was the sweet spot.
Megumi combined Presence Block with her angelic body and new Haki. She could now assassinate anyone except Tatsuki and Kanae. She proved it by placing a hand on Yukino's throat without the latter feeling a thing—total erasure of presence. Even Kanae momentarily forgot Megumi existed. Tatsuki wondered yet again if he himself was somehow special; why had he always been able to notice Megumi?
Marin, under Tatsuki's supervision, let her succubus charm run wild: in an instant she could enthrall every monster within several hundred meters and command dozens at once. One mishap occurred when her charm brushed across Tatsuki—Marin collapsed fawning at his feet. Afterward he warned her, "Never try to charm beings stronger than yourself." Marin, mortified, took that to heart; the real embarrassment was that the victim had been Tatsuki.
Chika's elf heritage made agility her core. Wind magic was still weak—about Level 3 tops. No full hurricanes yet, just speed boosts and multi‑blade gusts.
Most important of all, their mindsets shifted. Close‑quarters gore no longer rattled them; angelic or apostle forms kept their bodies clean, but the true change was decisiveness—clean, efficient kills, invaluable experience.
Tatsuki had his own findings. He tested the Chaos Wings' speed—dozens of Mach with ease. He even tried flying into space: if he could, he might evacuate them, then blast the planet for an instant clear. No dice. Like a video‑game map border, space above was sealed—all action confined to the wastestar.
The titans he'd summoned slogged toward them as if they'd made an appointment. Tatsuki half‑suspected they stopped en route to chat.
BOOM… BOOM… BOOM…
The ground thundered. Everyone clustered around Tatsuki. Chika hustled them into an open clearing.
"What's happening, an earthquake?"
"Not an earthquake," Tatsuki said. "The kaiju are here."
Right on cue
"ROAR!"
"KREE‑eek!"
"SKREE!"
A chorus of howls. Shadows swallowed the sky. From every direction came hundred‑meter monsters—some airborne, some on foot, all gargantuan.
"Up we go." One word from Tatsuki and he shot upward; the girls unfurled wings and followed. At a hundred‑meter altitude they grasped the situation: seventeen titans encircled them.
"W‑wow, scary…" Marin edged toward Tatsuki. He patted her head. "Relax. They're already under my Dominion."
His gaze swept the ring—Godzilla, Mothra, Rodan, MUTO, Behemoth… recognizable faces, sadly no King Ghidorah.
Haruno frowned. "Tatsuki, what's the plan?" Just imagining these beasts loose in reality sent chills.
"I want to run an experiment."
He focused on Godzilla and Mothra; the others held little appeal. The Chaos Wings flared—this time pure black Wings of Sin. He could manifest either Salvation wings or Sin wings, or both, at will.
From the titans he sensed sins: six of the Seven Deadlies, all but Lust. Godzilla radiated Pride; Mothra, oddly, Sloth. Why sloth, he didn't know.
He poured Sin power into them—testing whether kaiju could be converted into Apostles of Sin. Success: Godzilla and Mothra roared skyward as enormous black wings and halos formed.
"Eh? They turned into Apostles like me!" Marin gaped.
"Exactly," Tatsuki said, pleased. The Apocalypse Game was still a game, yet the life‑forms it used were real. From Xenomorph Queen on the starship to these titans—all genuine beings dragged in from somewhere.
Godzilla's massive black pinions looked strange; Mothra, with extra dark wings and halo against her own light, paradoxically felt holy.
Tatsuki released their mental shackles. They comprehended the new situation and growled submission. With a thought he whisked both into the Sin Sector of his Chaos Domain.
He brought the girls inside as well.
"Where are we?" Yukino asked, taking in the shadowed realm.
"My domain—the Chaos Field."
After stabling the kaiju on Sin energy alone, he said, "Let me show you my angels." One heartbeat and they stood in warm brilliance—the Faith Sector, city of Angel Children.
A sprawling modern metropolis spread below. "Oh? Kayo did well," Tatsuki murmured, impressed.
"Tatsuki‑nii!"
"Tatsuki-oniisama!"
Little angels poured from the skyline—tens of thousands of them filling the air.
"So many!"
"Not really, only about three hundred thousand," he replied. Chika's jaw dropped. "Where did you kidnap that many girls?"
"Another world," Tatsuki shrugged. "They were pitiful—living like animals. I brought them here."
Well, if they came from a parallel world, Earth wouldn't miss them. No wonder they flocked to greet him.
"Tatsuki‑nii!" A group of familiar Angel Children led by Enju Aihara and Kayo flew up.
"Great work, Kayo." Tatsuki ruffled her hair lavishly. She blushed.
"All thanks to the privileges you granted me."
"Nonsense, mostly your brilliance. Any reward you want, just say."
She glanced at Haruno and the others, hesitated. Tatsuki smiled. "Don't worry—they're family. Speak freely."
"Um… T‑Tina said she once got a kiss from Tatsuki-nii and… I—" Cool‑headed Kayo ducked her face, voice tiny.
Tatsuki understood—she wanted a kiss. No problem. He scooped her up and obliged. The skyful of angels gasped in envy.
The instant he set her down, Tatsuki felt three hundred thousand simultaneous I‑want‑a‑kiss‑too pulses—some even more extreme. Cold sweat popped. "A‑hem, I'll visit again soon!" In a flash he yanked the girls out of the domain.
"Exaggerated much…" Haruno muttered. Three hundred thousand lovesick teens—headache material.
"What can I do? You taught me to help people. Saving a world of girls is good virtue," Tatsuki said righteously. Haruno rolled her eyes—so it's her fault now.
"Yukino, say something! Picture three hundred thousand pregnant girls—too criminal!" Haruno tried to rally her sister.
"Tatsuki rescued them," Yukino replied, unmoved.
Her sister was fully Tatsuki‑shaped now. Haruno gave up.
"All right—time to handle the remaining fifteen titans," Tatsuki announced.
"Not converting these too?" Megumi asked.
"No, different plan." A pet or two was plenty; true power must be his own, and these were juicy point banks.
The Wings of Sin erupted, filthy black light blazing—Judgment. Wrath, Greed, Gluttony, Pride, Sloth, Envy—sins branded each behemoth. The titans were smothered in devouring mist; in mere eye‑blinks their flesh greyed to ash and scattered on a casual breeze.
"Handy technique." One titanic kill was worth 100 000 points; fifteen meant 1.5 million.
"Finished already?" Haruno blinked at Tatsuki's casual might.
"Not yet—the small fry planet‑wide are next."
Sin‑sense swept the globe; most monsters throbbed with Gluttony, Wrath, or Greed. More intelligent than normal beasts, they produced sin.
Judgment! Black fog covered the world, like Gatanothor's shroud blotting the sun—day became night.
"Tatsuki looks like a demon devouring the sun," Chika whispered.
Tendrils of darkness lanced downward, each targeting a monster. Moments later the gloom cleared. A prompt materialized:
[All monsters detected and eliminated! Apocalypse Game cleared!]
[Universe Battleship scenario: survivors 6.]
[Congratulations—successful survival, game complete!]
[Auto‑return in progress…]
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