Given how long ago I wrote the prologue, I'd almost forgotten that it was terrible. Thanks to the reminder from the review section.
However, revising it now wasn't very realistic.
So, for the sake of easier reading, let me summarize:
On Earth in a certain timeline, there was a guy named Jizi. He was a mother-lover, a sister complex, and a weirdo who liked little girls. His life had originally been happy and fulfilling, but one day his mother left this world. His father then remarried and had a daughter.
Jizi's stepmother treated him terribly because he would affect the inheritance her daughter received—though she didn't know that this damned sister complex had no intention of fighting over it at all. His younger sister, however, was very close to him, until one day when Jizi accidentally blinded one of her eyes.
Jizi regretted it terribly and began to hate himself intensely. His sister's eye might originally have been treatable, but because Jizi was afraid of being blamed and failed to report it immediately, the delay had essentially doomed her to blindness for life.
Having lost one eye, his sister would encounter more trouble in daily life, so Jizi became a stalking maniac. Whenever she went out, he would follow behind her. He called it protecting his sister, but in truth, he merely wanted to deceive himself: I'm doing something for my sister. It was self-satisfaction, and basically nothing had gone wrong all these years.
But one day, when his sister went out with her classmates and Jizi followed her as usual, an accident happened. The owner of a tailor shop by the street discovered that his wife was keeping a lover. The two began arguing and tearing into each other, which escalated into a physical fight. In the end, someone actually threw out a steaming iron. Unfortunately, it missed its target and flew toward Jizi's innocent sister, who was merely passing by.
Because she had lost one eye, her visual blind spot was larger, so she did not notice the danger in time. Then, at the critical moment, Jizi, who had been stalking her from nearby for ages, rushed forward and blocked the iron with his face, saving his sister's life. However, his own face was ironed beyond recognition by the scorching hot iron.
In other words, this guy was ironed to death.
Meanwhile, the god of that world was searching for "those with the strangest and most tragic deaths," and happened to find Jizi. After some bullshit, the two made an agreement: Jizi would travel to the Type-Moon World at the time of F/Z and deal with the threat of the Black Holy Grail, and the god would heal his sister's eye.
Then the god gave Jizi some cheats. When I first came up with them, I didn't put much thought into it—I wrote down whatever came to mind. As a result, a lot of them ended up never being used... I'll make a few minor changes here and put them later on.
Both Route A and Route C were the main story, because the author had two ideas. Rather than dig one hole and fill one hole, I might as well dig two holes and fill neither of them. Fog. Route A would eventually connect to FSN, while Route C would end entirely with F/Z. Route B was purely for fun... just have a laugh.
Character sheet: (The stats and class abilities remain unchanged; everything else has been slightly revised.)
Personal Skills:
Mimicry: It could imitate the aura of nearly any existing thing, but the duration varied depending on the mystery level of the target being mimicked. If it mimicked an ordinary human, it could last for centuries without issue. But if it mimicked something like a True Ancestor vampire, it would probably only last a dozen or so minutes. Also, it only mimicked the aura and could not obtain the same power.
Noble Phantasms:
FFF Troupe Execution Scythe: B, Anti-Person; the manifestation of the spirit within every FFF Troupe member's heart. Its wielder could gain the ability to control flames while becoming immune to the vast majority of fire-element attacks. In addition, for reasons everyone knew, this weapon gained bonus damage when attacking heterosexuals and suffered a major damage reduction when attacking homosexuals.
Its appearance was the scythe form of the lightning battle axe Bardiche, with its color scheme changed from golden yellow to blazing red.
The Gap That Isolated the Self (loneliness-of-OTAKU): Rather than a Noble Phantasm, this was the wielder herself, similar to the Soul Gems in Madoka. It took the form of a simple, unadorned mask. Its specific functions included:
1. When there was a large gap in Mana between both sides, this mask could control the other party, absorb their Mana, and enhance their abilities.
2. The mask was the true body. As long as there was sufficient Mana, the humanoid body could rapidly repair itself after being injured, but if the mask was damaged, she would suffer severe injuries. The human body could move some distance away from the mask, but if it went too far, it would lose its Mana supply and eventually collapse.
3. Both the mask and the humanoid body possessed sensory abilities.
4. The humanoid body could hide within the mask.
Fantasy Manifestation (Power-of-YY): By consuming Mana, it could recreate items, equipment, and even abilities she had seen before. Unlike Reality Marble, it could not create things from nothing through imagination alone; there had to be an original model. Furthermore, the greater her understanding of the original, the better the quality of the copy. There was a more detailed explanation in "Special Mini-Theater: A Few Things About the Protagonist's Setup."
(This ability was actually pretty terrible...)
A few commonly used weapons and items included:
1. Stripe I and II, the twin blades of the younger sister from Panty & Stocking, capable of slaying demons without killing humans. They were quite similar to Mimizukimaru...
2. Bow of Destruction and Ruin II, from Monster Hunter. It would collapse after firing one arrow and then had to be recreated.
3. Ruyi Jingu Bang, from Journey to the West. Its replication rate was not high; in practice, it was merely a rather sturdy staff and could not freely change its size or thickness.
4. New Yorker's Tears, a guitar with a gorgeous design. Through it, she could play any piece of music Jizi had heard, even symphonies.
These were the most commonly used, but that did not mean only these could be used.
The Counterattack Ahoge (I_can_so_I_up): The ultimate cheat bestowed by the god. There were three in total, and each contained tremendous Mana. They could be used to create tools, strengthen herself, and so on. However, because Jizi's identity was the god's hired hand, comparable to a Guardian on Alaya's side, she could not do whatever she pleased. For example, actions unfriendly to primates and Earth, such as throwing nuclear bombs around or Human Instrumentality, were impossible.
Then there was Jizi's personality. At her core, she could be described as a weak submissive. She was terribly afraid of loneliness but did not know how to communicate with others, so she seemed rather withdrawn. Later, she gradually learned to disguise herself with absurdity, but at heart—she was still a submissive. Sadly, I only settled on this personality when the main story was nearly finished, so it was not very obvious in the main story. However, the side stories and the future FSN would follow this setting, and the side stories were expected to be longer than the main story... so please forgive it.
Lastly, some miscellaneous additions:
After being modified by the god, her appearance became a proportionally enlarged version of Suigintou after Chairman Suigintou's wings had been removed, enlarged to around 1.65 meters tall. That included the Chairman's high heels... without them, she was only 1.6 meters.
Jizi's specific identity could be described as an enforcer lent by the god of her world to the Counter Force of the Type-Moon World. In the Moon World, she counted as a Guardian on Alaya's side.
Although she worked so hard for her sister's sake, her feelings toward her sister were actually more guilt than anything else.
There was no need to distinguish too carefully between the main story and the side stories. They were just several stories anyway; obsessing over their names would be putting the cart before the horse.
According to several readers who had supported me for a long time—perhaps they were merely trying to comfort me...—I had been improving all along, and the later chapters were of higher quality than the earlier ones. So, if new readers were discouraged by the beginning and felt it did not suit their tastes, please try reading a few more chapters if you can. You might change your mind.
(Of course, if you truly cannot accept it, there is no need to force yourself. Reading novels is for enjoyment; if it brings no enjoyment, what is the point of continuing?)
I wish both new and old friends good health and prosperity—someone as vulgar as Director Luo could only come up with such a vulgar blessing. Please don't blame me.
If you think this book is good, please remember to add it to your bookshelf so you don't lose it next time.
Before you continue