Kisara Tendou stepped through the shattered gate as if it were nothing more than a paper screen.
Dawn glowed behind her — a soft, innocent pink that did not match the quiet carnage blooming on the stone path. The breeze was cool. The birds were chirping. And Kisara, hair fluttering like a pale ribbon in the wind, felt absolutely nothing.
Not hatred.
Not sorrow.
Not relief.
Just the flat silence of someone who had made peace with her decision long ago.
This was the morning she reclaimed her story.
This was the morning she buried the Tendou name.
1. The Sword That Never Forgave
Inside the estate, guards scrambled. Men shouting. Footsteps echoing on stone. Quick, panicked radio bursts calling for reinforcements — as if reinforcements mattered.
Kisara moved through the halls with the precision of someone who had rehearsed this every day of her life. Her blade whispered through the air. Shadows fell. Bodies slumped. She didn't bother watching them land.
Her awakened power made her nearly unstoppable:
instantaneous muscle regeneration, reflexes beyond machine limits, a metabolic cycle that allowed endless movement. Takumi's potion hadn't just healed her — it had rebuilt her into something lethal.
The hallway twisted into a long corridor. At the end…
a door carved with her family crest.
Her hands tightened on her sword.
The room her parents had died in.
Kisara pushed the door open.
2. Tendou Sougen — The Root of Rot
Tendou Sougen stood waiting, looking exactly as she remembered: immaculate uniform, composed expression, hands behind his back as if she were arriving for a lesson and not an execution.
His voice was calm, almost gentle.
"Kisara… I expected you would come eventually."
She lifted her blade.
"And yet you stayed."
He sighed lightly, like a disappointed parent.
She felt her stomach twist, but her expression remained blank.
"I raised you," he said softly. "I gave you a home."
"You killed my family," Kisara replied. "All I'm doing is returning the favor."
Her sword flashed. The fight lasted less than a second.
When it ended, Kisara stood unmoving as Sougen collapsed to the floor, a dark bloom spreading beneath him. She did not speak. She did not celebrate.
She simply turned around and walked away.
Revenge didn't feel good.
It didn't feel cathartic.
It simply was.
Like crossing something off a list.
3. Meanwhile — Takumi Arrives in the Dark Loli World
Takumi materialized in the sky above the Tokyo Area with a shimmer of Imaginary Space. Wind whipped his hair as he hovered above the city, surveying the grey concrete and tense military zones below.
Gastrea detectors drifting… patrol drones… human energy signature clusters…
He could see all of it from here.
Herrscher of Reason activated in his mind like a giant machine waking up.
Scanning. Mapping. Calculating.
His voice echoed in the group chat:
Takumi:
[I've arrived. Airspace is secured. Starting phase one: locating all Initiators.]
Chika:
[Go go takumi!! (ง •̀ω•́)ง🔥]
Sagiri:
[takumi-oniichan saving children is so cool…]
Bronya:
[Do not cause international incidents. Or do. Hard to stop you.]
Zhongli:
[If assistance is required, I am prepared to intervene.]
Takumi smirked.
Takumi:
[I won't even need to flex. This world can't handle tier-zero nonsense anyway.]
He raised one hand.
Blueprints unfolded in a hundred directions.
Herrscher Construct: Imaginary Bridge — Sequence Start
Hard-light pathways appeared in the sky, connecting cities like glowing spiderwebs.
Each bridge led toward a facility where cursed children were held.
4. "Kidnapping" Cursed Children — With Legal Papers and Cookies
Takumi teleported to the first facility — a bleak concrete bunker.
The guards froze when a glowing portal opened five meters above the ground.
Takumi stepped out holding:
a clipboard,
a government-looking seal he made in three seconds,
and a bag of freshly engineered chocolate chip cookies.
"Hello. I'm here to collect the children," he said in a perfectly professional tone.
The head officer blinked.
"…Sorry, who authorized—"
Takumi pressed the clipboard into his hands.
"I did," he said.
A subtle Reality Distortion ripple leaked from him — not coercion, not mind-control, just raw confidence amplified by the Herrscher of Reason. The document literally rewrote itself to match whatever the officer expected to see.
The officer flipped through it.
Stopped.
Stared.
"This… has all the signatures…"
"Correct," Takumi said.
"And the Ministry stamp…"
"Indeed."
"And the Chancellor's approval…"
"As you can see."
The officer folded the document reverently.
"…We will prepare the children for transfer immediately."
Takumi gave him a cookie.
"For your hard work."
The man saluted, tearing up.
Five minutes later, a group of confused but hopeful cursed children walked out holding backpacks, stuffed toys, and nervous smiles.
Takumi knelt.
"Hey. I'm Takumi. I'm taking you to a better world. You'll have a home, school, warm beds, and people who actually care about you."
The children stared.
Then one whispered:
"…Can we really come?"
Takumi lifted her gently with Imaginary Space and placed her on his shoulder.
"Yes," he said simply.
"I'm here to take all of you home."
5. Kisara Emerges From Blood, Miori From Logistics
As Takumi exited the first facility with fifty kids floating calmly behind him like a strange parade, a portal opened beside him — Miori Shiba stepping through in professional attire, tablet in hand.
Behind her appeared Kisara, her sword still stained.
Takumi raised a brow.
"You done?"
Kisara nodded.
"I'm ready to leave this world now."
Miori sighed dramatically.
"Takumi, please don't mind the mess she made. I'll clean it up with legal paperwork."
Takumi laughed.
"I expected this. You two are terrifying."
He scanned Kisara — her power humming with newly awakened energy.
"You're stable," he noted. "Good. You'll integrate well."
Kisara's voice was flat.
"Where are the children?"
Takumi pointed behind him.
A wave of small heads peeked out.
Kisara's sword arm slackened just slightly — not softness, but a kind of quiet relief.
"Good," she murmured. "Let's take them home."
6. The Chat Group Reacts (Chaotically)
Chika:
[KISARA IS SO COOL OMG!!]
Sagiri:
[Kisara-san… scary… but also very cool…]
Bronya:
[Her power signature increased by 342%. Impressive.]
Himeko:
[Please don't traumatize the children further.]
Akeno:
[Ara~ Takumi kidnapped an entire orphanage?]
Takumi:
[I used paperwork!!]
Megumi:
[Paperwork kidnapping sounds strangely legal…]
7. The World Notices — Too Late
Military radars across the Tokyo Area started screaming.
Unidentified bridges.
Spatial distortions.
Entire facilities losing their Initiators in minutes.
Commanders panicked, scrambling to respond.
"What's happening?!"
"An enemy? A god? A new Gastrea variant?!"
"WHERE ARE THE CHILDREN BEING TAKEN?!"
Before they could scramble jets, Takumi opened a world-sized portal in the sky —
a tear of clean, white light stretching across the horizon.
He turned to Miori and Kisara.
"Ready?"
Miori nodded.
Kisara sheathed her sword.
The children hovered around Takumi like petals caught in a soft breeze.
He clapped once.
"Let's go home."
They stepped into the light.
The portal closed.
The military screamed.
But they were gone.
8. Back in Takumi's World — A New Dawn
The children emerged into a world bright with gentle sunlight and clean air. Rows of houses Takumi built stretched across the valley. AI drones hovered with cheerful beeps. The EDU-AI's school chimed a welcome.
Kisara inhaled deeply, letting a weight fall from her chest.
"This… is peaceful."
Miori's eyes softened.
"Takumi… you really built all this?"
He shrugged.
"I had a week."
The children scattered toward the playgrounds and gardens, their laughter echoing across the settlement — the sound of a world finally given a chance.
Takumi watched them run.
His chest ached in a way he couldn't name.
A small hand tugged his sleeve.
"Takumi-oniisan… is this really our new home?"
Takumi knelt, eyes gentle.
"Yes. This is your world now."
The child smiled — bright and fragile.
"Then… will you stay with us?"
Takumi nodded.
"Always."
9. The Beginning of a Civilization
As Miori began cataloging assets, Kisara inspected patrol drones, and the children explored their new home, Takumi opened the group chat.
Takumi:
"All transports complete. Cursed children secured. Settlement alpha fully operational."
Zhongli:
[Then the next phase begins: governance.]
Bronya:
[And infrastructure optimization.]
Sagiri:
[And drawing lessons!!]
Chika:
[And President Chika's Fun Council!!!]
Takumi exhaled softly, half laughing.
He looked over the valley — his valley — alive with running footsteps and distant music.
"This is it," he murmured.
The true start.
A civilization reborn from ruined Earth, guided by cross-world misfits, built by the hands of children who had only known pain — now learning joy.
Takumi lifted his hand.
Light rippled outward.
The second city foundation began to rise.