LOST WORLD
In
this world of light, there is no place for you beings of darkness.
Thirst
not, hunger not, return to the void.
Cthulhu was sublimated. Hastur was sublimated. Tsathoggua
was sublimated, and Cthugha was sublimated. Shudde-M’ell, Ithaqua, Ghatanothoa,
Abhoth, Ubbo-Sathla, Atlach-Nacha, Daoloth...... all had been sublimated. All
avatars of Nyarlathotep were sublimated; even Yog-Sothoth and Shub-Niggurath
were no exception. And——
The Earth was sublimated. The Moon was sublimated. Mercury
was sublimated. Venus was sublimated. Mars was sublimated. Jupiter was
sublimated. Saturn was sublimated. Uranus was sublimated. Neptune was
sublimated. Pluto was sublimated. The Sun was sublimated. Nemesis was
sublimated. Proxima Centauri was sublimated. Fomalhaut, Sirius, Betelgeuse,
Hyades, Subaru, Rigel, Capella, Deneb, Altair, Vega, Spica, Mira, Garnet
Star...... all were sublimated. Every star in the galaxy was sublimated. The
Large Magellanic Cloud was sublimated. The Small Magellanic Cloud was sublimated.
The Andromeda Galaxy was sublimated. Messier 78 was sublimated. An unnamed
galaxy 13 billion light-years away was sublimated. A galaxy, tens of billions
of light-years away where not even light could reach, was sublimated.
——All-Heaven
Sublimation Spell Big Bang Impact. The magic power unleashed from the right
palm of the Machine God surpassed the energy of the Genesis
of the World, sublimating the entire universe and all Evil Gods. A
complete victory.
Everything faded to nothing...... In a world of nothingness where neither place nor time existed, the Machine God raised
a cry of triumph. The Sword that Smites Evil. At last,
the Machine God had accomplished the mission engraved in its name! It had
sublimated all evil in this world! The forces of good...... The prayers for
tomorrow had triumphed!
The Roar of the Machine God that roared
until the end of causality was like a lament. But no one knew it. Not even God
knew. Everything was nothing but a fleeting dream.
The Machine God sublimated. Good and evil, the holy and the wicked,
all returned to the void. Everything—from the warmth that once was, the pain of loss, the
world it swore to protect, to the love one wished to protect—had faded into
nothing. But even so——
Even so, within its heart, deep inside its Heart of Infinity, only hope still continued to shine. As if it was really a curse——
STORMBRINGER
A turbulent age. The Age of Tempest. Accelerating
magical battles. Evil magic syndicates operating behind the scenes. Human
defense organizations opposing them. The conflict between “Starry Wisdom” and
the Hadou Enterprise. The battle of Daijuuji Kuzaku and Demonbane Two-Sword.
A failure of an Evil God Summoning. The divine power, with
nowhere to go, went out of control. A torn world. A Game set by Chaos. The
Knight and his Sword that Smites Evil travelled across time and space to pursue
the Toyruler. A
showdown with Blood-Colored Rose. The worst
trap set by the Evil God. I ask the heavens, has the sword been broken? Absolutely
not.
“How’s that, Chaos!? This is the true...... The Twin Swords that Smite Evi!”
The Sword that Smites Evil was yet unbroken. Unyielding fighting
spirit. The arms of parent and child. The two Kuzakus accepted their other
selves. Having thwarted the scheme of the Evil God, the innocent wings soared
towards tomorrow.
——However, the battle between good and evil will continue. Forever into the future. Forever into the past.
LATE LATE LATE SHOW
Alpha Omega. A Giant of Light possessed by the “August
Party,” a self-proclaimed “Apostles of the Elder Gods” terrorist group. They carried
out destructive activities for the purpose of purifying Arkham City, a magical
city polluted by black arts. The streets were evaporated before the strange beam
of light fired by the Giant. And in the middle of it stood a young man in a
business suit.
[George!]
A scream reverberated from the communicator. However, bathed
in the light of destruction, there was no way for him to survive......
“S...... SHIT THAT’S HOOOOOT!? I THOUGHT I WAS GONNA PASS
OUT!”
[EEEEEEEEH!?]
......Nevermind. He survived.
The young man gave an imposing stance in the center of the
crater where everything was blown away. He cursed as he swept the dust off his
suit.
[Wait...... A-Are you okay, George!?]
“Okay my ass! I got burned for a moment! It hurts like hell!
I’m gonna burst into tears!”
[Ah...... No...... Um...... Hey?]
“God damn it...... this guy is huge. Fighting him
bare-handed is tough after all, eh? Shit...... I’m still a greenhorn. I can’t
hold a candle to Master Winfield in such a sorry state.”
[Hey...... Don’t treat me like a side character, you little shit.]
“You left me no choice. Miss Sonia!”
[Y-Yes!?]
“Time to use that! Ready the Imaginary Number Expansion
Catapult!”
[Ah...... Roger!]
“Alright, let’s do it!”
Magical light gathered and materialized in the young man’s——George’s right arm.
A mechanical gauntlet was equipped onto him. Furthermore, the young man took
out a bundle resembling
tarot cards from his pocket——
“Spell Deck [Necronomicon]!”
A card was inserted into the slot of the gauntlet. Its
system voice could be heard from that gauntlet.
[SPELL CARD “CALL DEUS MACHINA”]
“Goliath sortie!”
It was the sign of a colossal mass. And what followed was a
shockwave. The manifested entity was the giant robot “Goliath,” possessing an
unrefined upper half and a lower half with caterpillar tracks attached. The
machine was developed by the mother of the current president of the Hadou
Enterprise, as well as the Queen of Invention, Ada. This machine, which used to
be a steam engine, had gone through repeated generational shifts, evolving into
an all-purpose self-propelled magical engine worthy of winning this Magical War.
The figure of George dissolved into light and was transferred
into Goliath’s cockpit. The extending cables connected to his gauntlet, completing
the Trinity of machine/pilot/Grimoire.
“SHU-WAR-CH!”
The Giant, Alpha Omega, let out a grotesque roar as it
leaped upon Goliath. Goliath raised its steel arm in response.
“Now there’s no handicap in level! Bring it
on!”
[ATTACK CARD “POWER FIST”]
Goliath’s fist, imbued with magic power, intercepted the
incoming Alpha Omega’s roundhouse kick. A deafening bang violently shook Arkham
City.
Even after Daijuuji Kuzaku and Demonbane Two-Sword departed,
Arkham City was absorbed in the conflicts with magic syndicates. There was the
“Cult of Cthulhu” that worshiped the Evil God Cthulhu and the “Esoteric Order
of Dagon” of Innsmouth. There was the “August Party” that worshipped the Elder
Gods and declared a holy war. There was the “Corps of the Darkness Dawn,” a
cult founded by the magus Raoul Loveday. There was the “Neo Black Lodge”
planning the “Moonchild Project.” Moreover, there were the “Brotherhood of the
Beast,” “Silver Twilight Lodge,” “Twilight
Angel Society,” “The
Heretics”...... and
behind them all stood “Starry Wisdom.”
Numerous targeted assaults were carried out immediately
after Demonbane’s disappearance. But Arkham City will not yield to them. The essence
of the Sword that Smites Evil lies neither in the machine nor in the armament. It
lies in the very will to fight against evil.
“Goliath is engaging with Alpha Omega!”
“Azathoth rate reaches 92.2%...... There is no issue with
the machine operation.”
At the Hadou underground base. Chief Operator Sonia
addressed the battle situation as she received reports from the operators in
maid uniforms.
“Commander, we can let Goliath take care of the Giant.”
“How is the situation in the Peabody Square area?”
“Alison is on her way.”
“I see...... I’m counting on them.”
The situation was dire. But the base commander—the president of the Hadou
Enterprise, “Queen” Hadou Ruri—had no fear. There was no way she would give in
to evil. We are guardians of justice. We shall march on the path of hegemony
with pomp and circumstance worthy of our name——
“That
won’t do, Mistress...... no, Commander.”
“Hyaah!?”
Ruri
succumbed to pitiful terror at the sudden voice from behind her.
“Augh...... Winfield? I...... I thought you had gone to
support George......”
“I didn’t train him to be bested by a small fry of that
level. More importantly, this is no good, Mistress Ruri. If you are taking
charge as Commander...... you must change into your formal dress, please.”
“N-NOOOOOOOO!”
“You shouldn’t act like a spoiled child at your age. ——Head Maid.”
“——Yes,
sir. Now, Mistress. I will help you get changed.”
“How
can I put on an embarrassing outfit like that at this age!? N-No! ......Wait...... Miss Makoto, y-you
can’t do it! Such a short skirt...... N-No! Please spare me! In my
thirties...... I hate wearing such an outfit in my thirtiiiieees!”
It was an anguished scream. The operators plugged their
ears. The Chief Operator breathed a sigh.
“I’m surrounded by nothing but idiots.”
HERO WARS
......Even I felt embarrassed in this outfit. But this is my
mission. It’s because I’m a Champion of Justice. With great power comes great
responsibility. The time to fight is now; the time to fight has come. If
Metatron doesn’t do it, then who will? Kuzaku. It’s tough, but your big sister
is doing her best. I’m about to cry.
“——Transition!”
Light enveloped Alison’s whole body. Azathoth took meaning,
possessed a formula, and materialized. What manifested was an angel of light.
It was Alison who was clad in the Anti-Magical Combat Battle Suit. She came to
be known by this name upon taking on the mantle of the heroine who once defended
Arkham City: “Metatron No. 2.”
“......It’s still embarrassing.”
The way her costume was so revealing just added to her
charm.
[Alison, enemies are coming!]
“Y-Yes! My apologies, Miss Sonia!”
The enemies are the superhuman corps of the “August Party.” Filled
with fanaticism and self-righteousness, one could see the ultimate outcome of
their belief in themselves as the chosen ones. Having sought supernatural
powers, they had been infused with the divine power of the Elder Gods. Just
like a bunch of monsters from a
vulgar movie. Their name was——the 512 Warriors of Glyu-Vho.
“......There’s
so many of them.”
The
superhuman corps released their superhuman abilities all at once. There were flames,
beams, gales, lightning, plasma, bullets, deadly blades, iron fists, and
tentacles. Metatron No. 2 dodged them all with her high-speed flight.
As they passed by, a trail of glittering light drew an arc
through the air. The beam whip slashed the enemies, swept away bullets, and
entangled their limbs. However, the enemies came after her with their
relentless assault, unflinching.
“There’s no end to them, jeez!”
[Warning! High-energy reaction above! Evade!]
“......!”
Metatron No. 2 narrowly withdrew from the frontline upon
hearing the operator’s voice. The next moment, arrows of light rained down,
piercing the superhuman corps.
“Hello, dear sister.”
“You......!”
Landing gently on the ground was a girl that soared through
the sky with a parasol, much like Mary Poppins. She was the main cause of this
great destruction.
“Don’t you ‘August Party’ folks know you mustn’t get in the
way of other people’s romances?”
“Hinterstoisser!”
Hinterstoisser. An eccentric inhuman who has no
organization, no allies, and targets nothing but solely Metatron No. 2.
“Today is a good day to die, to kill, and to love one another. Could you
please be my partner, sister?”
“......I wonder why I ended up getting liked by such a scary
kid. I feel like I want to cry.”
She is the greatest rival of Metatron No. 2. Before anyone
knew it, she would be referred to by another name.
“Then...... Transition!”
——That is to say, “Magical Girl Sandalphon.”
ARKHAM HORROR
The
Age of Great Upheaval. The situation changes with every moment. It was like a
dice thrown by God. Will it bring good luck or misfortune? What kind of
jack-in-the-box will pop out? Nobody truly knows. The same applies to the fate
that came upon him——
“Oh,
my, what a charming man.”
“......Who
is it?”
There
was a tall man who suddenly showed up at his home. One could safely say that he
is attractive...... except for the heavy makeup that he put on.
“I’m
not some shady character. I'm just a cheerful, lovely clown.”
“......If
you’re a clown then how about you make an entrance balancing on a ball?”
He
looked more like a queer than a clown.
“That’s
true. I’ll consider it next time.”
“Then......
How may I help you?”
“I
have a job for you.”
“Perhaps
you are here for a manuscript request? Are you from some publishing house?”
“Not
at all. I have some business with your other side...... am I
right, Mr. Occult Detective Colin?”
“......Who
the hell are you?”
“No
need to make such a grim face. Like I said, I’m just a clown. At least, the
‘me’ right now is, I suppose?”
“I
don’t recall calling myself an Occult Detective. After all, there’s only one
person in Arkham City who can claim that title.”
“Is
that so? Well, it’s fine, though. My request for you is...... I want you to
take care of this girl.”
“............”
Appearing
from behind the man who claimed to be a clown was a girl in a dress, shrouded
in an aura of darkness——the air around her somehow resembling that
person Colin knew.
“......She’s
not human?”
“You
have a sharp intuition; that’s right. Let me introduce her......”
The
girl took a step forward and bowed.
“This
young girl is the Grimoire [Mysteries
of the Worm].”
“......[De
Vermis Mysteriis]!”
An
avatar of the forbidden Grimoire penned by Ludvig Prinn. Indeed, just like her......
the girl who was the partner of Arkham City’s sole Occult Detective.
“Please
allow her to live off you for a while...... Sounds good, my little cutie? Be a
good girl, okay?”
“Wait!
Don’t just go and decide on your own......!”
“Someday,
this girl will guide you. Well then, see you again soon alright, Mr. Handsome?
And one more thing......”
The
man took out a mask from his pocket. Its expression was ominous, yet in some
way it was comical and sorrowful. As he wore the mask, the man said:
“My
corpse was a bother to you all, wasn’t he? I know it’s so late, but I
apologize in advance. Well then, give my regards to everyone.”
“Uwah!?”
The
man then vanished along with the smoke, looking more like a magician than a
clown. All that was left were a bewildered Colin and the [De Vermis Mysteriis]
girl.
“Good
grief...... What do you expect me to do? I feel like I’m gonna cry.”
“I’m
in your care, Uncle Colin.”
“That’s
so mean...... I’m not old enough to be called uncle.”
PARANOIA
Even in Arkham City—filled with all kinds of horrors, superhumans,
freaks, and eccentrics—there
exists someone who stands out as even more extraordinary. Doctor West. A true,
bona fide genius scientist and a mad scientist to boot. A Singularity and a
shining celebrity of Arkham
City (cause of luminescence: Strontium-90).
What is he doing now in this Age of Great Upheaval——
“Here comes the member introduction, robo! Guitar! The doctor,
Dr. West!”
*TWAAAAAAANG*!
“Drums! Pickman!”
*KAT-KAT-KAT-DOO-DOO-DOO-DOO-DOO-CLANG*!
“Violin! Erich!”
*ZING*...... *ZING*...... *ZING*...... *ZING-ZING-ZING-ZING-ZING-ZING-ZING-ZING*!
They had formed a band.
“Crap...... the ■■■■
are increasing......”
The band’s name is After-School Part-Time
(¥760/hour, experienced
applicants preferred).
“......Never heard of it.”
“Oh, if it isn’t the glasses-commoner! Have you been so touched
by my musical performance that you came to embrace me all the way to the edge
of the galaxy?”
“More like I wanna strangle you to the ends of the galaxy.”
“Coming up, an insert song!”
When I always look at you,
sometimes...... my heart skips a beat.
The doctor’s mournful voice:
“Tonight might be the critical night.”
Challenge the Mountain Pass: Legend
of the Fastest.
I failed a drift, and so I crashed
into the sea.
I played mahjong in Mr. Nangou’s
place.
“Double up.”
Goosebumps time (This is just what
I wanted to say).
Also, I lost at mahjong (Farewell,
Mr. Nangou).
“Enough already, you’re too damn loud!”
Development Chief Chiaki clutched her head. There is an
unbreakable, unfortunate bond between them. Even after more than a decade of dealing
with him, she could never get used to this weirdo’s antics.
“Handling you alone is a pain in the ass...... So who the
hell is this bunch?”
“They are my brethren, who share my noble aspirations!”
*PATA-PATA-PATA-PATA-PAN-CLANG*!
*ZING-ZING*...... *ZIING..... *PLING*...... *ZING-ZING-ZING*......
“......Siblings? Relatives?”
“No? They are my soulmates whom I encountered by pure
chance!”
“......Seriously?”
“They say there are three people in the world who look
exactly alike, robo.”
“Hmm...... Well, whatever. My head’s starting to hurt.”
“......So what business do you have with me, glasses-commoner?”
“Ah...... isn’t it obvious? I’m here to stop you. Doctor
West...... or should I say...”
Chiaki raised her gun. The atmosphere shifted in an instant.
“......Gamekeeper.”
Yet, Doctor West kept his unchanging fearless grin.
“I am who I am. I am not some incomprehensible thing like
that. But still......”
This is Doctor West’s secret base. And behind him is...... an
absurdly huge machine.
“It’s none of my concern what my invention will be called.”
――“Nightmare from the Machine.” An
avatar of the Evil God; and this machine is a fragment of its destroyed parts.
“I won’t allow you to complete it!”
“Bwahahahahahahahaha! I, the great genius, would never leave
such a delightful toy lying around!! I won’t let you interfere...... Elsa!”
“Robo!”
Elsa leapt at Chiaki, trying to pin her down. Chiaki pulled out
her mobile device as she clicked her tongue.
“You damn criminal thrill-seeker!”
The “D‑Phone,” a magical smartphone developed by Chiaki
herself. And the being that forms the core of its complex magic circuits is......
“[Necronomicon Machine Edition]! Little
Ada!”
The D‑Phone sent an electric current, and a young girl
materialized. Little Ada...... having
succeeded the title of “Queen of Invention” from Hadou Ruri’s mother, she is a Grimoire’s
avatar and the embodiment of the mother computer that manages the whole system
of Arkham City.
“I, L.A, issue a warning. Resistance is futile.”
“Why yoooou...... Robo!”
L.A caught Elsa’s strike. Violet lightning surged fiercely,
illuminating the two of them.
“Bwahahahahahahaha! Now this is getting interesting!”
*BOOM-KAT-KAT-KAT-DOO-DOO-DOO-DOO-CLAAANG*!
*ZIING-ZING-ZING-ZING-ZING-ZING-ZING-PLING-A-PLING-PLING-A-PLIIIIIING*!
“Aiiee! Settle down already!”
Despite the turmoil, Clockwork Phantom continues to slumber.
What will happen when it awakens from its dream......? That is truly something God
only knows.
TRAVELER
The raging storm did not stop at ravaging Arkham City alone.
Europe. Russia. Arabia. Africa. South America. Australia. Asia...... The torn
world threw itself into a lone battle against evil. Yet, there were Storm
Knights who traveled through time and space. They were Demonbane Two-Sword and two
Daijuuji Kuzakus.
“So this is...... the world of Vjedogonia.”
“......No. What are you talking about anyway?”
“I’m just a passing through Demonbane!”
“You completely lost me there.”
“Man. You are such a party pooper, you know, Sir Knight?”
The two Daijuuji Kuzakus——one is the young knight known by his alias
“Two-Sword/Two-Gun.” The other is the girl in red referred to as “Another Blood.”
Once, they both rejected and sought to destroy one another. But the knight soon
learned love and embraced his evil, while the girl overcame her own evil and found
love. The two acknowledged each other and chose the path to fight side by side.
“Stop fooling around and brace yourself, Crimson Rose. We
are already under the rules of the Game.”
“I know, I know. Jeez, still headstrong as always.”
The torn world——that place is a fantasy realm dominated by
otherworldly rules and a Game Board arranged by an Evil God. Daijuuji Kuzaku and
Demonbane challenged numerous Games. At one time, they entered an underground
labyrinth to fight an evil dragon; another time, they modified their machine
into a pirate ship to battle a ghost ship. Nevertheless, the Game set
by Chaos still continues. The battle of the Twin Swords that Smite Evil rages
on.
“Now, Teaser...... What
will the Game be this time?”
BING
BONG BANG BONG ♪
ADVENTURE OF HOURAI HIGH SCHOOL
“Hey
there! Are you two the rumored transfer students? I’m Pedurabo, head of the
student council of this Miskatonic Academy! Allow me to show you around this school!
There are lots of noises and plenty of problem children, but they’re all good
kids! I think you guys will soon get used to it, hope we’ll get along! ......How
was it, Etheldreda? I thought I looked super refreshing and made a stellar
first impression, though.”
“......Master......
You play around too much.”
“..................”
“..................”
““WHAAAAAAAAAAAAAT——————!?””
......That’s
right. The Game goes on. The battle of the Twin Swords that Smite Evil
continues.
MAELSTROM
The torn space-time.
The rules governing the world. The Game of Chaos. The players challenging the
Game——overseeing
them all from above, the Toyruler...... Chaos laughs.
What is the
meaning behind this wicked game that has ensnared the entire world? What kind
of scheme is the Evil God plotting behind the scenes? Should one find
themselves in doubt, there would be those who sneer at the absurdity of a puny mortal
trying to fathom the ulterior motive of a god.
However,
Chaos...... the strangely human-like and surprisingly sincere Evil God might
provide the answer on a momentary whim. As it twitches the corner of its mouth
into a
smile of satisfaction warped by cosmic malice——
“Oh dear...... In
the end, I’m just a humble middle manager, you know. All in all, my purpose is always
the same.”
Deep within the
three-lobed burning eye it harbors a meager desire——
“Serving
God――no matter what kind of God it will be.”
WORLD OF DARKNESS
(......Ah......)
(......Someone......)
(......Someone......
is crying......)
(......Who.....
in the world......)
(......Ennea......)
(......Why......
are you crying......)
Now,
this is an entirely different story. A story with no base to exist, bearing no connection to any story that
has been told so far.
“......A
dream.”
The
story of the lone Grand Magus in a certain world. His name is——
“......Time
to go.”
Waking
from his slumber, he stood up and looked down at the scenery below. From the
top of the ruined “Clock Tower,” he could overlook the entirety of Arkham City.
Seeing such a spectacle, he muttered to no one in particular.
“......Time
to go. Time to bring destruction.”
The
Great Age of Darkness. The world——succumbed
to the Evil Gods. It was not just the resurrection of Cthulhu, but all kinds of
Spawns of Evil Gods overran the Earth.
Everything
in this world has gone mad. Needless to say, not only humanity, but also beasts,
birds, fish, insects...... all animals, nay, even plants...... nay, not even a
single thing,
be it born of nature or crafted by human hands, left a trace of its former
self.
Those
who fell prey to the Spawns of Evil Gods and died were, rather, the fortunate
ones. Some lost their ego and transformed into servitor races of the Evil Gods.
Some had their souls contaminated and could no longer maintain their being. Others
vanished into different dimensions.
Even
so, mankind of the old era had not completely erased. In a world where everything
suffered a drastic change, they had barely managed to preserve the world as it used
to be. That Grand Magus, too, was a human like that.
Everything
was taken away from him. Everything, from the warmth that once was, the pain of
loss, the world he swore to protect, to the love he wished to protect. But
there was just one thing that could not be robbed of him.
——His hatred. The infinite anger
against evil supported the Grand Magus. However, be the Grand Magus as he may, he
was ultimately a mortal. So how could a mere human possess any means to defy
gods......?
“Don’t
get too cocky; you’re only some lousy gods!”
Nay, he
does. He has the power to tear gods apart.
“My
Grimoire...... [Al Azif]!”
In the
hands of the Grand Magus is the ultimate Grimoire, [Al Azif]...... It contains
immense magic power; hence, it possesses a physical form as an avatar. Its form......
was an indescribable monster. A being belonging to the same realm as the Evil
Gods...... a demonic figure that would strike fear into the beholders, driving them
to madness.
Yet,
the Grand Magus remained unfazed. With a smile that resembled a crack, he
transformed into the Magius Style as black as darkness. Next, he began to recite
the spell.
Coming from the hate-scorched
sky.
With righteous anger burning in
my heart.
My hand draws forth the sword
that smites evil.
Thou art the ruination blade——Demonbane!
A
gigantic mass materialized in the mad Arkham City. Behold its atrocious and
ferocious, majestic presence! This very giant is Demonbane...... the God
of Destruction that lays waste to all evil!
Every Spawn
of Evil Gods roaming in Arkham City beheld its form. But it was already too
late——
“PERISH
AND BE UTTERLY EXTINGUISHED, DOWN TO YOUR LAST ELEMENTARY PARTICLEEEE...... YOU
FILTHY, RETCHING SPAWNS OF EVIL GOOOOOODS!”
Tremendous
power surged onto Demonbane’s leg shields. The energy generated by the space-time
distortion consumed the entire Arkham City, gradually warping it. And then——
“EAT
THIIIIS! ATLANTIS STRIKEEEEEE!”
At this
moment, the fifty-mile radius encompassing Innsmouth and even Dunwich, centered
on Arkham City, was wiped out from the face of the Earth.
“Kihihi......
Hihihihi...... Hyahahahahahahaha!”
The Grand
Magus burst out a maniacal laughter upon gazing at the sight where everything had
been thoroughly obliterated. This is
the power. So long as I have this power, I can destroy all evil.
Indeed,
forgiveness shall never he give. Nor ever will he accept even a tiny trace of evil.
He will destroy and exterminate them all. He will keep fighting until the
moment every single evil is hunted down——
This is
a story with no base to exist. A story of the lone Grand Magus in a certain
world. His name is——
No one
knows his name. But owing to his ominous jet-black figure, or perhaps his power
which rips all evil apart, he has come to be known with a sense of dread and
awe as “Black Bird,” or “Talon.”
Towards
the end of carnage and strife, he and Demonbane might come to the most simple
and straightforward conclusion: If you wish to destroy the enemy, you must
claim their leader’s head.
The
sublimation of the Creator, Azathoth. That is the will of Demonbane.
Yet,
the universe is nothing but a fleeting dream dreamt by Azathoth. Had Azathoth
perish, the universe...... nay, all parallel universes would crumble to
nothingness.
But
Demonbane does not falter. Nor shall it hesitate. For its very name—the Sword that Smites Evil—is its raison d’être.
ART THOU THE SWORD THAT SMITES EVIL?
The Game of Chaos that Daijuuji Kuzaku challenged eventually
ended up reaching an unexpected twist. The greatest enemy that he...... nay, the
world will meet. It is not the mocking Evil God, but an absolute and merciless God
of Destruction.
An all-out war between the world and the God of Destruction.
As we witness it personally, let us call the story that begins now.
The name of the new story is——
ZANMA
TAISEN DEMONBANE
——GLOSSARY EXPLANATION——
■August Party
A cult that worships the Elder Gods and initiates
a holy war to purify the world.
It is rumored that the international terrorist group
“Dark Buddha” is pulling the strings from behind the scenes.
The followers who have gone through superhuman (or
mutant) transformation are metamorphosed into servants of the Vortex Blaster,
known as “Locusts.”
■Crow
The final boss of [Kishin Tairan]. His true
identity is Daijuuji Kurou who reached a Game Over.
This version of Kurou, who was completely defeated
midway and failed to enter the plot progression of [Zanma Taisei] ([Kishin
Houkou]), did not even make it to the loop.
His ideology was corrupted by the Vortex Blaster,
and he was reborn as the destroyer to eradicate the Evil Gods along with the
world itself.
After being defeated by Kuzaku and his allies in
[Kishin Tairan], he is reincarnated into the world of [D.Y.N. Freaks].
■Demonbane Doomsday
Pilot: Crow. Grimoire: Al Azif.
God-Slaying Doomsday Device Demonbane.
The Demonbane piloted by Crow in [Kishin Tairan].
It is a twisted Demonbane rebuilt by scrapping the
defeated and destroyed original machine, patching together parts from other Deus
Machina, corpses of the Spawns of Evil Gods, and so on.
The Grimoire Crow formed a pact with is a mere shadow of the former Al Azif. It possesses a loathsome figure that strips away the sanity of those who see it.
WORK OVERVIEW
This novel was included in the November 2009
Comptique Special Issue (released on September 30th, 2009) and published
in 2009 by Kadokawa Shoten (present: KADOKAWA Corporation). The contents
published here are the same as that time, with permission from Nitroplus and KADOKAWA.
It was a half-joke work presented as a follow-up story to [Kishin Hishou] and was referred to as [Zanma Taisen Demonbane] during that time. Currently, it is incorporated in the official canon of Demonbane under the title [Kishin Tairan] (though a portion of its settings differs from the current version).
