After everything was settled, Akiyama Ren turned his sharp gaze toward Yukinoshita Haruno, his tone calm yet resolute. "From now on, you'll stay by my side. Don't concern yourself with the affairs of your family."
"Thank you so much…" Yukinoshita Haruno replied, bowing her head deeply with gratitude.
Ren, however, merely shook his head. "There's no need to thank me. This is nothing more than a transaction."
Yukinoshita Haruno fell silent, her eyes glimmering with a mixture of submission and complexity as she looked at him.
Without sparing another glance, Ren summoned the waiter to bring their dishes. After a quiet meal filled with tension, he escorted Haruno back to the villa.
The moment they arrived, Haruno felt as if she'd walked into another world.
Beautiful girls filled the luxurious space—but that wasn't what stunned her. She quickly realized that many of them… weren't even human.
Beast-like ears and tails on the shy Shikigami, Kyonshi Imouto and Ubume, still poked out even after partial humanization. Metallic plating shimmered on Schwi's skin, a clear mark of her Ex-Machina origin. Azril and Jibril had majestic wings—clear signs they weren't of this world. Divine or alien, she didn't know.
"R-Ren-san… who are they?" Haruno stammered, pointing cautiously, her voice laced with anxiety and disbelief.
Ren didn't bother to answer directly. Instead, he looked toward the composed, short-haired maid standing nearby. "Sakura, explain things to her. She's just an ordinary civilian who doesn't understand the supernatural world."
"Understood, Master." Sakura bowed slightly, then approached Haruno with a gentle smile. "Please don't be alarmed. Let me explain what's going on."
She introduced herself first, then calmly began describing the three major supernatural systems that formed the foundation of power in modern-day Japan—Jujutsu Sorcery, Onmyōdō, and Exorcism.
As Haruno listened, her world tilted.
Cursed energy? Domain Expansion? Shikigami contracts? Exorcist clans? Her entire worldview was being rewritten.
She soon learned just how powerful Akiyama Ren truly was. He could summon elite Jujutsu clans, legendary Onmyōji families, and even mythical beings with just a phone call. Compared to that, even the elite Yukinoshita household was barely a whisper in the wind.
And the Zhoufang family? Mere ants.
Shock turned to awe, and awe into ambition. Haruno silently clenched her fists.
She had chosen right.
By following Akiyama Ren, not only could her family thrive, but maybe… just maybe… she too could transcend and become something more than human.
Meanwhile, Ren headed to the villa's gym.
Inside, Kaouhime and Dairenji Suzuka were instructing Yotsuya Miko, Yurikawa Hana, and Futatsumura Yuria in their respective arts. Hana focused on Jujutsu, Yuria studied Onmyōdō, and Miko, shockingly, was training in both simultaneously.
Ren approached the two instructors. "How are they doing?"
Kaouhime folded her arms, smiling. "Yurikawa Hana is very diligent, Ren-sama. She's advancing quickly."
Suzuka nodded. "Yuria-chan is highly gifted. More importantly, she's hungry to improve."
Ren's gaze turned toward Miko. "And what about Miko?"
The two exchanged uncertain looks. Kaouhime answered hesitantly, "Her talent is… frightening. She's already at a level equivalent to semi-grade one sorcerers in both Jujutsu and Onmyōdō. But her Innate Technique is… strange."
Ren's brow furrowed. "Strange how?"
Suzuka added, "Her eyes. They seem to be the core of her technique. But it's a completely unknown manifestation. Even Miko doesn't seem to understand how to activate or control it."
A technique centered on the eyes… could it be a precognition-type? Or something worse?
Ren sighed. "Then leave it for now. Focus on strengthening her cursed energy and spiritual control. Lay the groundwork."
"Understood!" both girls replied in unison.
As Ren turned to leave, Yukinoshita Haruno caught up to him, eyes burning with hope.
"Ren-san! Can I learn Jujutsu too?" she asked eagerly.
Ren glanced at her. "You need an Innate Technique to be eligible for Jujutsu. Unfortunately, you don't have one."
Haruno's face fell, but she clenched her fists again. "Then… what about Onmyōdō?"
"That's possible," Ren replied. "If you want to learn, go ask Tsuchimikado Natsume, Suzuka, or Kurahashi Kyoko. If they're willing to teach you, I won't stop you."
He wasn't overly concerned with the supernatural systems of this world—after all, he carried knowledge and power from others. But there was no need to reveal that yet.
Haruno bowed enthusiastically. "Hai! Thank you!" Then she took off running to find her would-be mentors.
As night fell, Sakura prepared dinner. Everyone gathered in the lavish dining room to eat together. Afterward, Demon Sword Princess escorted Miko, Hana, and Yuria back to their respective homes.
Then came a sudden problem—there weren't enough rooms.
Previously, the villa's rooms had been just right. But now, with the arrival of Azril, Jibril, Schwi, and Haruno, it was overcrowded.
Azril and Jibril, both of the Flügel , looked down on humanity and refused to share space with "monkeys."
Schwi and Haruno, however, didn't mind bunking with others.
Ren sighed and made a quick decision. He recalled three of his Shikigami—Kyonshi Ani, Ghost Messenger White, and Ghost Messenger Black—back into his Shikigami space.
"Sakura, prepare Villa No. 2 for the newcomers. Azril, Jibril, Schwi, and Haruno will stay there tonight."
"Yes, Master," Sakura responded.
"Tch, sorry, guys," Ren muttered inwardly. "I'll make it up to you later."
Still, he made a mental note to purchase Villa No. 3 the next day, ensuring more comfortable accommodations for his ever-growing household.
That night, deep into the midnight hours, Ren was fast asleep, his body completely relaxed—on the surface. In truth, his omniscient perception kept him subtly aware of all movements in the vicinity. So when the bedroom door creaked open, he knew immediately who it was.
Yukinoshita Haruno.
A small smirk tugged at the corners of Ren's mouth as he discreetly read her inner thoughts.
As expected of Yukinoshita Haruno. After witnessing his strength and understanding his identity, her mind began to spin with schemes. Though now his maid, Haruno-san was unwilling to remain in a servile role forever. No—her goal was much higher. If she could win his heart and become his woman, then she could elevate not only her own status but that of the entire Yukinoshita family.
"Ara ara~ A classic night raid strategy, huh?" Ren thought, a little amused.
It had been a long day, and without Maki Zen'in nearby, Ren was feeling a touch of emptiness. And now, as if answering his unspoken frustration, a distraction had willingly walked right through his door.
He kept his eyes closed, breathing deep and even, pretending to be asleep.
Emboldened by his apparent slumber, Yukinoshita Haruno gently closed the door behind her, locking it with a soft click. She tiptoed to the bed, lifted the covers, and slipped underneath.
But once inside, she froze. Despite all her confidence, despite rehearsing this moment in her mind, the reality of what she was doing hit her.
She had no experience in this area. Zero.
Her hands trembled slightly as she lifted the blanket and got a closer look at Ren's lean, sculpted upper body. She bit her lip and gulped, a faint blush spreading across her face. His physique was... intimidating, in all the best ways.
Timidly, she reached out and gently traced a finger down the contours of his abs.
That was when Ren's eyes suddenly opened.
Before she could even let out a gasp, he had already grabbed her delicate hand.
"Ah—!"
Her face turned beet red in an instant. She'd been caught! Red-handed! Shame and panic surged within her, but before she could stammer an explanation—
Ren smirked.
And pounced.
Before she could even let out a squeak of protest, he pounced on top of her, pinning her wrists above her head with his larger frame. "Well well, looks like someone was casing the joint," he rumbled, eyes dark with lust. "Planning to rob me blind?"
Yukinoshita shook her head frantically, cheeks burning crimson. "I-I wasn't! I swear!" Her voice came out breathy and high-pitched.
Ren leaned down, hot breath ghosting over the shell of her ear as he growled, "Is that so? Then why are you trembling like a leaf, hm?"
He nipped at her earlobe and Yukinoshita couldn't hold back a whimper. "P-Please Ren-kun, I didn't mean any harm. I never meant to intrude or cause trouble."
"Mm, is that so?" Ren rolled his hips, grinding his hardening length against her thigh. Yukinoshita bit her lip hard, feeling herself grow wet despite her nerves. "Then perhaps we should teach this innocent little maid some manners, shouldn't we?"
Without waiting for a response, Ren released one of her wrists to grab her hair, wrenching her head back and crushing their lips together in a brutal kiss. He plundered her mouth with his tongue, claiming every inch of it as his.
Yukinoshita let out a muffled yelp against Ren's mouth as he yanked her head back, eyes wide with shock and a hint of pain. She tasted copper on her tongue, the metallic tang of blood where her teeth had caught on his lower lip. It only seemed to spur him on, making his assault on her senses more frenzied. His hands roamed over her body, groping and kneading at every curve, leaving no part of her untouched.
When he finally broke away, they were both panting heavily, chests heaving with exertion. Ren's eyes were wild, pupils blown wide with desire as he raked them over her flushed form. "That's better," he purred, voice rough and gravelly. "A few bruises and bite marks will make you mine."
Yukinoshita shuddered, thighs clenching involuntarily as Ren's words sent heat rushing south. She'd never been touched like this before, with such roughness, such dominance. It was thrilling and terrifying all at once.
Ren continued his relentless assault, pinning her down and attacking her neck with biting kisses. He sucked dark marks into her delicate skin, branding her as his. "You're going to be my good girl, aren't you Yukinoshita? You're going to take everything I give you and beg for more."
He punctuated each word with a sharp nip to her throat, making Yukinoshita gasp and whimper helplessly. "You'll be my personal plaything, my toy to use whenever I want. And right now, all I want is to ruin this tight little cunt of yours..."
Ren's hand slid between her legs, cupping her mound possessively. His fingers brushed against her clothed slit and she bucked, a choked moan escaping her lips. She could feel how wet she was, how much her body craved his touch, even though he was being so rough with her.
"I'm going to fuck you raw, make you scream my name until your voice gives out," Ren growled, fingers dipping under the waistband of her panties. "I'll pound this pussy so hard, you'll be feeling me for days. Is that what you want, you filthy slut? To be used like a cheap whore?"
Yukinoshita knew she should say no, knew she shouldn't let this brutish man take advantage of her in such a degrading way. But as Ren's fingers slipped beneath her panties, brushing over her soaked folds, she found herself arching into his touch, desperate for more.
"Y-Yes..." she whimpered, voice quivering with need. "Please, Ren-kun... I want it. I want you."
Ren chuckled darkly, fingers circling her clit teasingly. "That's more like it. You're just gagging for it, aren't you? Dirty little harlot."
He plunged two fingers knuckle-deep into her tight channel and Yukinoshita cried out, back bowing off the bed. "Ahhh! Ren!"
"Ohh yes, take my fingers like a good girl," he purred, pumping them in and out roughly. His thumb rubbed tight circles on her clit, making Yukinoshita writhe and mewl beneath him. "I'm going to stretch this cunt out, make it fit me perfectly..."
Ren added a third finger, curling them just right to hit that sensitive spot inside her. Yukinoshita saw stars, thighs clamping around his hand as her climax crashed over her. She came hard, juices flooding his fingers as she gushed all over his hand.
"Mmm, that's it... cum on my fingers like a shameless whore," Ren growled, working her through her orgasm, fingers pumping steadily as he wrung every last drop of pleasure from her quivering body. She was utterly spent, boneless and pliant beneath him.
But Ren showed no signs of slowing down. If anything, her orgasm only seemed to inflame his lust further. He withdrew his fingers abruptly and brought them to his lips, licking them clean of her essence with a low groan of approval. "Mm, you taste divine, Yukinoshita-san. I think I'll have to sample more of your sweet nectar."
Yukinoshita flushed hotly at the vulgar words, even as her pussy clenched and throbbed with renewed arousal. Ren noticed her reaction and smirked, eyes gleaming wickedly.
"Don't worry pet, I'm not nearly done with you yet. You're going to take every inch of my cock until you're screaming myself hoarse."
With that, he released her wrists and moved lower, hooking his fingers into her panties and tearing them away ruthlessly. Yukinoshita whimpered at the sudden loss of contact, but the cool air on her heated flesh quickly soothed the sting.
Ren buried his face between her thighs, inhaling deeply before lapping at her wet slit with his tongue. "Fuck, you smell divine," he rumbled appreciatively. "Can't wait to taste this pretty little cunt properly..."
He sealed his lips around her clit and sucked, hard, making Yukinoshita cry out sharply. His mouth was pure sin, licking and suckling at her most sensitive spots with single-minded focus. She thrashed and mewled, hands scrabbling at the bedsheets as he worked her closer to another peak.
"Mmm, come for me Yukinoshita-san," Ren ordered, voice vibrating against her quim.
Yukinoshita came undone with a sharp cry, back arching off the bed as intense pleasure crashed over her. Her pussy clenched and spasmed around nothing, weeping with need as her orgasm ripped through her. Ren continued his ministrations, working her through it and pushing her to even greater heights.
Only when the last tremor had left her body did he relent, pulling back with a smug grin. Yukinoshita collapsed bonelessly against the mattress, panting and trembling in the aftermath.
"Mm, you did well pet," Ren purred, voice low and gravelly. "But don't think we're done just yet..."
In a flash of movement, he was on top of her again, pinning her wrists above her head once more. Yukinoshita's breath caught in her throat as she felt his hard, thick cock pressing insistently against her entrance.
"Ren-kun..." she whimpered, body already aching to be filled despite how thoroughly he'd just ravaged her.
With a sharp snap of his hips, he buried himself to the hilt in one smooth thrust. Yukinoshita screamed, hands flying down to clutch at his shoulders as he stretched her wide around his impressive girth. He felt huge inside her, so big and full she thought she might split apart at the seams.
"Fuck... you're so tight," Ren groaned, giving her no time to adjust before he started moving. He set a brutal pace, slamming into her again and again, each forceful thrust making the bed frame creak beneath them.
Yukinoshita was lost to the pleasure, mind blanking out as Ren pounded into her relentlessly. The feeling of his hard, thick cock stretching her so deliciously had her seeing stars. Every deep, powerful thrust sent shockwaves of ecstasy through her body, making her toes curl in the sheets.
"Yes! Ah! R-Ren-kun!" she wailed, voice hoarse from screaming. Her nails scored down his back as she urged him on, meeting every drive of his hips.
The wet, obscene sounds of flesh slapping against flesh echoed around the room, mixing with Yukinoshita's desperate moans and whimpers. She could feel her climax building again, coiling tighter and tighter low in her belly with every stroke of Ren's cock against that sweet spot inside her.
"I'm going to... cum..." she gasped out, walls starting to flutter around him. "Fuck, I can't - I'm cumming!"
Her orgasm crashed over her like a tidal wave and she came with a silent scream, back arching off the bed as ecstasy ripped through her. Her pussy clenched like a vice around Ren's throbbing shaft, trying to milk him for all he was worth.
"Fuck!" Ren roared, hips stuttering before slamming home one final time. He buried himself balls-deep as he came hard, pumping Yukinoshita full of his hot, thick seed. She could feel it flooding her womb, marking her as his, claiming her thoroughly.
Yukinoshita lay boneless and sated in the aftermath of their intense coupling, Ren's softening cock still buried inside her. She felt deliciously used and filled, his seed seeping out around where they were joined to trickle down her thighs.
As she started to come back to herself, Yukinoshita became aware of Ren's weight pressing her into the mattress, his chest heaving against hers. He'd never moved from the position they'd fallen into after their earth-shattering orgasms. The realization that he hadn't pulled out, that he was still deeply embedded in her most intimate area, sent a thrill down her spine.
Part of her wanted to protest, to insist that he remove himself and let her rest. But another, much larger part of her craved his presence, the feeling of being so thoroughly claimed by this powerful man. Yukinoshita found herself arching subtly into him, relishing in the exquisite stretch of his thick length inside her sensitive walls.
"Ren-kun..." she whispered breathlessly, tilting her head up to look at him. "Are you... are you going to stay inside me?"
Ren grinned down at her wickedly, eyes glinting in the low light. "Mm, why not? We have all night, pet. I'm nowhere near done with you yet."
With that, he started to move again, slowly at first but quickly picking up speed as his cock began to stiffen and swell once more inside her. Yukinoshita moaned, feeling herself grow wet and ready for him, craving another thorough claiming.
"Please, Ren-kun... fuck me again," she begged shamelessly, too far gone to care about her pride.
Ren chuckled darkly, hips rolling languidly into Yukinoshita's welcoming heat. His hands roamed over her body, kneading the soft swells of her breasts, tweaking her nipples into stiff peaks. Every touch sent sparks of pleasure racing through her nerves, stoking the flames of desire burning low in her belly.
"Mmm, you beg so sweetly, Yukinoshita-san," Ren rumbled, voice low and rough with lust. "I love how desperate you are for my cock..."
He picked up the pace, thrusting into her harder and faster, driving her towards another shattering climax. Yukinoshita met each powerful stroke of his hips, rocking against him wantonly as ecstasy built inside her.
"Ah! Yes! Harder, Ren-kun!" she keened, walls fluttering around his thick shaft. "Fuck me harder!"
Ren grinned, eyes glinting wickedly. He gripped her hips hard enough to leave bruises and slammed home, burying himself to the hilt inside her slick channel. The new angle had him hitting that perfect spot inside her with every deep thrust and Yukinoshita screamed, back bowing off the bed as overwhelming pleasure crashed through her.
"Oh god! Right there! Don't stop!" She could feel her orgasm approaching fast, coiling tighter and tighter in her core. Her nails scored down Ren's sweat-slicked back as she clung to him, lost in the throes of passion.
"Come on then, pet," Ren growled, pounding into her mercilessly.
With a sharp cry, Yukinoshita came undone beneath Ren, body convulsing in the throes of a mind-bending climax. Her pussy clenched and spasmed wildly around his pistoning length, milking him for all he was worth.
"R-Ren-kun! Ahhh!" Yukinoshita wailed, seeing stars as wave after wave of ecstasy crashed over her. Her juices gushed out around his cock, making obscene squelching noises as he continued to pound into her through her orgasm.
Ren grunted with each thrust, hips moving erratically as his own climax approached. "Fuck... gonna cum..." he rasped, voice strained with the effort of holding back.
But Yukinoshita wasn't ready to let him go yet, walls still fluttering weakly around his throbbing shaft. She clenched down on him deliberately, determined to milk him for every last drop.
"Please Ren-kun," she begged breathlessly, lifting her hips to take him even deeper. "Fill me up... I want to feel your hot cum inside me."
With a roar, Ren obliged, slamming home one final time and erupting deep inside her welcoming womb. Yukinoshita felt his thick seed flooding her channel, painting her insides white with his potent release.
"Yesssss..." she moaned, shuddering at the sensation. "Mark me... make me yours..."
The night passed in fiery, tangled silence. For Yukinoshita Haruno, it was a night of transformation. She had set out to change her destiny, and while the cost was steep, she succeeded. But… she quickly learned the price of lying with a dragon.
Compared to Maki-senpai, she was utterly lacking in stamina and strength. Ren, unsatisfied with the brief encounter, had to restrain himself lest he break her.
The next morning, he used the Reversed Cursed Technique to heal her injuries, especially those below the waist, and suggested she start training in physical techniques.
"Go study under Miwa Kasumi. She's well-versed in swordsmanship and basic body conditioning," Ren said nonchalantly.
And so, in addition to her Onmyōdō studies, Yukinoshita Haruno now had a brutal new schedule of physical training. Though she grimaced at the soreness and muscle aches, she pushed herself—because she knew it was for Ren.
Meanwhile, Ren made good on his internal promise.
He visited the local Real Estate Agency and bought Villas No. 3, No. 4, and No. 5 all in one go.
Although those villas were already occupied, once the current owners learned that the buyer was none other than the scion of the Adagaki family, they sold at a discounted price without question.
With that, Ren now owned a total of five sprawling villas, each situated on plots of land over 16.5 acres in size.
He assigned Villa No. 5 to Kyonshi Ani and the two Ghost Messengers, giving them a peaceful space of their own again. As for the remaining four villas, he had them demolished.
Using powerful domain-level spells and specialized construction Shikigami, Ren merged the land into one massive estate and constructed a castle spanning over a thousand mu of land.
The design? A modernized take on classic fantasy architecture. A blend between a Familia base from Orario and a five-star resort.
The result was breathtaking.
Luxurious, majestic, and large enough to comfortably house over a hundred women. It had private training halls, hot springs, lounges, courtyards, and even a summoning circle chamber.
For Ren, who had many visitors from across worlds, it was a necessity.
Meanwhile, Maki Zen'in was busy on missions, continuing to eradicate Cursed Spirits for Jujutsu High. She hadn't returned in several days, giving Ren plenty of space.
During this time, Yukinoshita Haruno devoted herself entirely to him, accompanying him night after night.
And to his surprise, she wasn't nearly as shy as she first appeared.
One night, she even put on Maki's combat uniform.
When Ren saw her in it, he nearly blurted, "Oi! Why are you wearing Maki's clothes!?"
Of course, he didn't. Instead, he smiled devilishly and closed the door.
Time passed, and the one-month school holiday came to an end.
Or so they thought.
The reconstruction of the destroyed school building hadn't been completed yet, so the holiday was extended for another week.
"Too much free time is dangerous for someone like me," Ren muttered, stretching lazily on his throne-like sofa.
Akiyama Ren had been growing restless lately—idling around wasn't exactly his style, especially when the Star Gate loomed silently in the depths of his domain, waiting to be activated. He stared at the glowing structure, fingers twitching with anticipation. It had remained dormant since his last venture into Orario's labyrinthine Dungeon. The thirst for adventure and power surged through him like a current of cursed energy.
As he stood before it, memories of the six worlds already explored flickered through his mind: the brutal chaos of the Type-Moon universe, the divine politics of the Godslayer realm, the urban divinity of Noragami, the lush, isekai wilds of Mushoku Tensei: Jobless Reincarnation, the perilous Dungeon of Orario, and the dazzling logic-defying games of No Game No Life.
Of these six, only the world of Mushoku Tensei remained untouched by his presence.
He briefly entertained the idea of entering that world. After all, who could resist the charm of Roxy Migurdia or the tsundere elegance of Eris Boreas Greyrat? He'd admired them both deeply during his past life. But with a sigh, he dismissed the idea.
"Mushoku Tensei is more slice-of-life mixed with high stakes… not the best playground for a Godslayer like me," Ren muttered to himself.
No, he needed something with more immediate action. Something divine. Deadly.
His choice was made: the Godslayer World, also known as Campione!—a universe filled with rogue gods and humans wielding their Authorities to slay them.
With his decision set, he summoned his battle-ready companions. "Azril, Jibril, Schwi—assemble. We're heading out."
Azril's crimson eyes lit up like a firework display. "Yatta! At last, something worthy of our blades!"
Jibril fluttered her wings, halo spinning. "To battle Heretic Gods again… how divine~!"
Schwi, the analytical Ex-Machina, tilted her head. "...New world. Unknown variables. High curiosity levels detected."
Though not as expressive, Schwi's interest was piqued nonetheless.
Ren nodded, raising his hand as the ancient Star Gate responded to his mana. Its swirling vortex pulsed with celestial energy. Without hesitation, he stepped through. His three companions followed without a word—their bond forged across dimensions.
With a pulse, the gate vanished behind them.
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[Campione! World – Southern Europe, Sardinia.]
Following Ren's last visit, where he slew Melqart and Veleslana, the entire magical community was in uproar. The seventh Campione had emerged—an anomaly who had slain two Heretic Gods without warning, only to vanish.
European mage associations had been scrambling ever since, eager to locate and align with the new King. To serve under a Campione was both a matter of prestige and survival.
But after weeks of fruitless searching, rumors turned cold.
Unbeknownst to them, Ren had returned.
Meanwhile, another significant thread of fate was being woven.
Kusanagi Godou, the original protagonist of this world, had just arrived on Sardinia with the Prometheus Manual—a Divine Artifact linked to ancient knowledge and divine power. As per the original plot, he was here to return it to Lucretia Zola, the Sardinian witch.
Unfortunately for Godou, fate had other plans.
As soon as he stepped off the boat, he was intercepted by Erica Blandelli, the Crimson Devil of the Bronze Black Cross. Dressed in her signature scarlet attire, sword gleaming at her side, she glared at him with narrowed eyes.
"That manual… that's not something someone like you should be holding, baka," she declared with a haughty flick of her hair.
Godou stammered. "I-I just need to return it, that's all!"
But Erica wasn't convinced. Divine Artifacts had a nasty habit of attracting Heretic Gods—and Erica wasn't about to let that happen under her watch.
She cornered Godou in an alleyway, blade drawn. Godou, knowing he wasn't exactly a martial arts senpai, decided not to resist.
"Fine, take it. Just don't stab me, onegai!"
As Erica reached out, the atmosphere suddenly changed.
The air grew heavy, like the pressure before a thunderstorm. A spatial vortex swirled into existence behind them, humming with power far beyond mortal comprehension.
Akiyama Ren stepped out first.
His presence hit like a divine tsunami—calm, composed, yet terrifying in its majesty. Even holding back, the pressure of his spiritual energy made Erica's knees tremble. Behind him, Azril and Jibril emerged, wings unfurling like divine tapestries, halos casting prismatic reflections across the alley walls.
Finally, Schwi stepped forth, her Ex-Machina frame silently scanning the surroundings with unblinking precision.
Erica instinctively leapt back, her knightly senses in full alert. The aura… the power… these weren't ordinary beings.
Her first thought was chilling: Heretic Gods. Several of them.
She raised her sword. "Who are you? State your names and your intent!"
Ren's smirk held both nobility and mischief.
"Relax, Erica-san. We're not here to destroy your cute little world... unless someone gives us a reason."
Jibril giggled. "Ara~ don't provoke us, little knight."
Azril twirled her scythe lazily. "We just got here. Don't spoil our fun."
Erica gritted her teeth, suppressing the instinct to flee.