Previous Life Side Story 20: The Sinking Island (End of Side Story)

Tokyo Ward 1, CCG Headquarters, 15:45 Tokyo Time.

Countless hours after the start of the great battle.

The torrential rain continued, and layers of dark clouds shrouded the city.

The ground was far more magnificent and terrifying than the sky.

A grand and vibrant crimson color spread out in front of the CCG headquarters.

Twisted limbs, mingled flesh and blood, and rainwater mingled with the smell of gunpowder were everywhere.

The Kakuja- transformed Shisui was surrounded in the center of the battlefield by humans and Ghoul rushed to the front lines.

The poison he had deliberately concealed within his flesh and blood erupted completely.

The poison wasn't directly lethal; if you had to describe it, it was more like an anesthetic or a slow-acting poison.

It seeps into the enemy's body little by little, slowly eroding their health.

Aside from his childhood, when he targeted his biological parents, Tsukimi Shisui had never used the toxins in his body against anyone else.

After all, very few people can force him to fight for several hours, risking injury for injury.

"Sizzle sizzle..."

The communication headset used for liaison seemed to be damaged from the recent battle, emitting a harsh noise.

Tsukimi Shisui took it off, gently wiped away the bloodstains, and put it back on.

Then the headphones started working again, and the sound came out intermittently.

"Buzzing... Evening... Final... Terminal guidance... Precise target..."

Although only a few words were conveyed.

However, Tsukimi Shisui had fully understood the task assigned to her by the organization.

His actions were too conspicuous, and now he was trapped in the center of the battlefield, unable to escape.

Let's just incorporate it as part of the missile's terminal guidance system.

Shisui had no objection to this.

He typed a reply with his finger just before the call ended.

"I want to press the launcher."

"Sizzle... It works..."

The brief five-second communication ended.

Because the battle is about to begin again.

Kishou Arima, whose attention was briefly diverted by the safety of the politicians, turned his guns on the battlefield where Shisui was located.

On the other hand, Kakuja named One-Eyed Owl, covered in blood and reeking of gunpowder, also arrived on the battlefield.

At the same time, Tsukimi Shisui also sensed a powerful and imposing Kakuja approaching.

For the first time in a long time, Shisui felt the aura of death enveloping him.

But he felt no fear.

Excitement spread from his brain throughout his body, causing his Kakuja shell to erupt with ferocious barbs, strangling and devouring anyone and Ghoul that approached.

A maniacal smile appeared, causing distorted patterns to appear on the Kakuja's outer shell.

Tsukimi Shisui possesses an astonishing will to survive.

This also means that when he finds himself in a dead end, he will have to pay the price with the deaths of many more people.

Tokyo Ward 1, CCG Headquarters, Tokyo Time 17:27.

The heavy rain finally stopped, revealing the setting sun.

Red, red, red!

Looking around, the streets and alleys were painted with colors, blending together with the afterglow of the setting sun.

The bloodlust suppressed by the torrential rain quickly surged up and enveloped the CCG headquarters.

"Ha ha!"

A sharp laugh echoed through the mountain of corpses and sea of blood.

Tsukimi Shisui poked his head out from the massive armored Kakuja, his white hair dyed crimson by the setting sun, his dark red Kakugan trembling with excitement.

Intense pain emanated from all parts of his body, signaling that even with his exceptional self-healing abilities, he was reaching his limit.

But he ignored it.

He took a deep breath, completely absorbed in the experience.

The strong stench of blood instantly filled his nostrils, giving him an unprecedented sense of satisfaction.

In a sense, being able to take tens of thousands of lives with you before you die makes you the biggest winner.

I could almost hear shouting and cursing.

It seems there are still survivors.

Thinking this, Tsukimi Shisui took off the communicator.

He pressed it from time to time during the battle, testing several missiles.

This is why he was able to fight Kishou Arima, the One-Eyed Owl, and later that Kakuja to a standstill during the siege.

Of course, this is also why he himself was so badly injured that he couldn't escape.

I looked up at the sky.

It is dusk, the Omagatoki, and also the time scheduled to settle scores with Japan.

A world dominated by ordinary people cannot tolerate a country that colludes with Ghouls to keep ordinary people captive; Japan's demise was inevitable.

Without any hesitation, Tsukimi Shisui began to press and hold the launcher.

Before the whistling missile arrived, Tsukimi Shisui thought listlessly, "What would I want to be in my next life?"

I need to put the recipes I learned online into practice.

Eat plenty of food when you're young to build a strong foundation, and then try to become stronger.

The roar of the object falling at high speed was the last sound he heard.

The clouds were pierced instantly, followed by a tremendous impact that exploded on the ground.

Before the sun had even set, a dazzling new sun rose over Japan. The immense destructive force first ravaged Zone 1, and then the ripples from it crushed the entire Tokyo Metropolis into pieces.

Death enveloped Tsukimi Shisui's soul in an instant, abruptly severing his consciousness.

Then, perhaps in the next moment, or perhaps after a very long time, he opened his eyes again.

The room that came into view was a messy single room.

He traveled through time.

(The End! Hooray!)