That night, the world felt like a shrinking prison to Naoki.
Behind the closed door of his room in the real world, the silence of the night became a stage for a horror theater that replayed endlessly in his head.
A few moments ago, Tenka had come to see him. With that soft, loving gaze that usually served as Naoki's harbor, she had offered intimacy to melt the tension clearly visible on her lover's face. But Naoki had rejected her invitation. He couldn't do it.
How could he possibly touch Tenka when, in his prophetic visions, every inch of her skin had been defiled by such disgusting stains?
Those fragments of the future remained etched in his mind, searing his retinas.
In that prophecy, Naoki saw Tenka pinned beneath Tatsuki's fat, heavy, and oily body. The pig-like man commanded her to make swine noises, and Tenka happily obeyed. As if the physical degradation weren't enough, Tatsuki scrawled vulgarities all over Tenka's body using a black permanent marker, marking her like livestock.
On her lower abdomen, below the navel, the phrase "Ovulating Today" was written with a large arrow pointing crudely toward her crotch. On her inner thighs were the words "Exclusive Property of Oga Tatsuki," while across her breasts, the slur "Sow Milk Factory" circled her areolas. Her lower back was not spared either, branded with "Common Sense Coffin"—a mockery of her dead pride.
The cruelty was not reserved for Tenka alone. Kyouka, Ren, Fubuki, and all the women of the Anti-Demon Corps had fallen, with the sole exception of Myouga Riu, who was already an elderly woman.
Naoki saw Kyouka crawling in a dog collar, while on Ren's forehead, the words "Meat Toilet" were inscribed. All of them had been transformed into sex slaves who knew only one name: Oga Tatsuki.
"Damn it!"
Naoki slammed his head against the bedroom wall. The physical pain was nothing compared to the current collapse of his mental state. His eyes were bloodshot—not just from exhaustion, but from a rage that found no outlet.
"Damn it... damn it... DAMN IT!"
He roared in a stifled whisper.
"Is there any way to change this future? I don't have Natsuki Subaru's «Return by Death»! I'm not Otosaka Shunsuke, I can't «Time Leap»! I only get one shot... failure means the end of everything!"
Inside «Pandemonium», there was indeed a Peach Blessing capable of manipulating time: «Golden Hour». This ability allowed him to stop or rewind time. But the limitations were strictly enforced; the duration was only five seconds, or ten if he made full preparations.
Even if he used a combination of «Decimal Point» and «Golden Hour», Naoki could, at most, rewind time by a hundred seconds—not even two minutes! It wasn't enough to stop a disaster on a global scale. The moment Tatsuki activated «Mara Papiyas», it was game over.
Naoki sank weakly to the floor, leaning his back against the cold wall. He let out a short, bitter laugh—a self-deprecating scoff at his own expense.
"Look at you, Kamikawa Naoki." He whispered into the darkness, his lips curling into a cynical sneer. "The 'Miracle' who felt like he held the world in the palm of his hand. You felt so powerful because you possessed ten Peach Blessings, didn't you? You thought that with «Pandemonium», no one in this world could match you."
He clenched his fists until his knuckles turned white.
"You were too complacent. You looked down on everyone. Even Yamashiro Ren, claimed as the 'Humanity Apex,' you considered your peer or your inferior."
"Technically, in this world, you might have been right. But you forgot one fundamental thing, you absolute fool... you were only looking at the horizon, without ever glancing up at the sky."
"Why didn't I ever consider the possibility of a threat from outside this world? Why was I so narrow-minded?" Naoki closed his eyes, cursing his trapped mentality. "I fell into the same pit as those who call themselves 'The Strongest'."
"That title isn't an achievement; it's a poison. It made me stop growing. It made me feel like I'd reached the finish line, when entities from other dimensions haven't even started running yet."
Naoki realized his arrogance had blinded him. All this time, he had prepared for war against the Shuuki, the Eight Thunder Gods, or humans—not against an entity that could rewrite the very definition of 'common sense.'
"I've been playing chess on a board I controlled. Now, someone has come along, burned the board, and told me the new rule is that I have to lose. And I... I don't even have a chance to fight back."
Naoki stared at his trembling hands. His pride was utterly shattered, leaving behind a man who was terrified—not of death, but of losing everything he loved because of his inability to transcend the limits he had set for himself.
"That bastard Oga Tatsuki... he didn't even keep his filthy hands off Ōkawamura Nei and the other little girls."
Among the chaotic flashes of memory, Naoki saw a horrific "farm." However, it wasn't a pen for livestock, but an isolated facility filled with young girls being systematically "trained and molded" to satisfy Tatsuki's perverted tastes.
Bell, who was naturally a crybaby, met the most tragic fate. In that future, her fearful nature became the object of Tatsuki's gratification. Bell was treated like a broken pet; she was forced to crawl with a dog collar choking her neck, tears streaming incessantly down her cheeks. Every time she sobbed, Tatsuki delivered harsher physical "punishments," treating her cries as the perfect background music for his depraved fantasies. Bell had completely lost her cognitive function as a human, reduced to a toy that could only whimper in fear.
Tatsuki's depravity reached its peak when he performed an "Oyakodon" on Fubuki and her three daughters: Maia, Yachiho, and Himari. The man defiled the mother and daughters of the Azuma family in a single night of madness.
Fubuki was forced into a kneeling position while Tatsuki violated her daughters right before her eyes. She was forced to give ratings on her own children's "performance," while her own body was covered in bite marks and signs of ownership.
Yachiho, once full of pride, now had a permanent tattoo on her lower abdomen that read "Tatsuki's Drainage Hole," her stomach forced into a bulge from extreme distension.
Maia and Himari were treated like lifeless dolls. Tatsuki used various extreme and painful sexual devices on their sensitive areas, leaving them attached for hours until they could no longer walk.
Across the bodies of all four, Tatsuki wrote insults in permanent marker. On each of their foreheads was a number indicating the order in which they were to be used. On their inner thighs was written "For pig use only." The climax of his cruelty involved forcing them into illicit acts with one another, twisting the affection between mother and child into a perverted and filthy sexual obsession.
"I have an idea!"
The exclamation broke through the haunting silence of the room, splitting the deadlock that had nearly claimed his sanity.
In the depths of despair, while the visions of the destroyed dignity of Tenka and the girls of the Anti-Demon Corps continued to haunt him, Naoki struck upon a bold idea. It was a mad scheme born from the dark corners of his mind—something far more worth trying by risking everything than simply sitting still, resigned, and waiting for that Bad End to claim them all.
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