Tokyo, the All-Encompassing Demon Realm / After the Destruction of Earth

Without waiting for the Teito's reply, he turned around and went back to his seat.

Even more surprisingly, the scarred girl, who seemed to be wearing Celty's head, arrived at school with an Akane Mika attitude. Her seat was right next to Teito's, and she looked to be in good spirits, except for a white bandage around her neck.

The class reacted calmly. Teito noticed that, apart from himself, only Anri was taken aback when she saw Akane Mika's changed face. As for the other students, they were seeing her for the first time, so apart from the bandage on her neck, they weren't particularly curious about her.

Akane Mika also said "thank you" to Teito when class ended.

Then she ran over, hugged Seiji's arm, and stuck to him.

"Damn it, so that girl is Seiji's girlfriend! How could this be! With such a beautiful girlfriend, no wonder he says he was born for love!" Masaomi complained as he watched the two of them.

"Haha..." Teito could only laugh bitterly in agreement. Knowing the inside story, he wasn't envious at all of the rapid progress in their relationship. Both of them were dangerous individuals: one was a violent and reckless love-struck fool, and the other was a stalker. However, it was truly wonderful that they could be in love with each other.

It's likely that Yagiri Seiji only loves Akane Mika's face. As he said, he's content as long as he can be with that face. So he doesn't really care what his body might do to him.

And Akane Mika achieved her goal, being able to be with Seiji, whom she loved. The room where she had tried so hard to break down the door and sneak in was now open to her 24/7. She loved herself, who loved Seiji so much.

So in the end, both of them were satisfied.

Kida Masaomi looked to the other side and complained, "Hey! What's going on over there? Is that girl the classmate who's never come to school? Things are moving way too fast!"

At that moment, Shirou walked into the classroom with a cool and beautiful blonde girl in his arms. He had skipped class and was only now arriving at school.

Just then Seiji and Akane Mika got up and walked towards the cafeteria. Shirou and Seiji nodded to each other, but didn't say anything before parting ways.

Shirou now understands what love is, so he doesn't need words, because they both understand that their energy will only be focused on the one they love.

"Hey! Shirou! What's going on between you and this cute girl?" Kida Masaomi couldn't help but run up to her and ask loudly.

"She's my wife, right~!" Shirou raised his hand, which was clasped with the girl's, revealing the matching rings they were wearing, and then looked at the girl with a bright smile.

"Hello, everyone." Artoria held the boy's hand and gave him a stunning smile.

The class fell silent, everyone mesmerized by her smile. But when she turned around, she gave a cold nod to her classmates who were looking at her.

While everyone was amazed and astonished, they also felt a chill run down their spines; no one dared to challenge the girl's tyrannical authority.

Yes, she was the third student to skip classes upon enrollment.

Teito, standing behind, gave a helpless wry smile, tilted his head back, and covered his face. Tokyo, this metropolis, is just too small!

Although Shirou was fortunate to have brought the girl with him last night, he never expected that this mysterious woman, who could fight the Headless Knight for three hundred rounds and still have the upper hand, would be his classmate.

You guys are moving way too fast!

But... now, Shirou has someone he likes, and Akane Mika and Anri no longer act together. The trio that was formed back then seems to have disbanded automatically, without a single word being exchanged.

Every time class ended, Anri would sit alone in a corner of the classroom. Teito would always watch her from afar with complicated feelings.

Whether this is good or bad for her, only she herself knows.

But is that really the case? Is it truly impossible to know no matter what one does? Is it really impossible for people to perceive what others are thinking?

Perhaps the only option is to evolve further!

At this moment Ryugamine Mikado longed to grow stronger even faster.

Chapter 966 The All-Encompassing Demon Realm of Tokyo

As night fell on the highways of Ikebukuro, a black motorcycle without headlights stood. Far ahead, in the deep darkness, a black armored vehicle emitted a red glow.

The black motorcycle seemed to have sensed the presence of its target, and its previously silent engine roared into the night street.

"Ah~! It's a black motorcycle! It must have been digitally created."

A van drove by on the side of the road, carrying Kadota and his friends. The two otaku in the back seat were as noisy as ever, completely absorbed in their favorite things.

Although they had seen Celti's true colors with their own eyes, they still didn't seem to fully grasp the seriousness of the situation.

Not only them, but everyone who saw her fighting at the time also naturally accepted her presence.

It's hard to tell whether it's her undeniable, poised presence that makes it hard to believe, or whether it's simply because she's already been accepted as part of this "city."

Of course, some people wrote about what happened at the time online, but naturally, it was all laughed off in the end.

"Actually, the black motorcycle is also a member of DOLLARS. I think Shirou used to live with her."

"Liar?! Our organization is amazing!"

"But isn't Shirou with that female swordsman now?"

"Playing both sides?!"

"Shirou-kun is so strong!"

"No, I don't know."

Kadota recalled his conversation with Izaya Orihara when they met before.

"Little Tian, I've met our 'DOLLARS' leader. Do you want to know how our team name came about?" Izaya Orihara a mysterious smile.

"You don't mean to ask people to come up with money or anything like that, do you?" Kadota asked at the time.

"That's not it. Our organization's principle is to do nothing but have a great reputation—yes, we do nothing, just a group of people getting together to be decadent, the 'Degenerate S.' That's all."

Izaya Orihara spread his hands and said with a wild laugh.

In reality, this organization has no internal structure whatsoever. "DOLLARS" is merely a walled city, allowing those who enter to freely modify the country. Afterward, it's up to the people inside to decorate the walls as beautifully and imposingly as possible.

Even without substance, mere appearances can leave a lasting mark... they're practically no different from humans.

Looking at the bustling scene ahead, resembling a temple fair, Kadota gave a self-deprecating smile.

At that moment, the black motorcycle without headlights locked onto a black armored vehicle ahead, carrying something unknown, and accelerated once more, roaring past on the highway. On the road, a red-haired youth, arm in arm with a beautiful blonde girl, laughed heartily, waving and greeting the passing Black Shadow.

However, the blonde girl quickly turned his face back in displeasure, and the two then engaged in a passionate kiss right there on the sidewalk, oblivious to everyone else.

A black motorcycle swerved past the side of an armored vehicle, and a guy holding a digital camera on the nearby sidewalk screamed, seemingly excited about being able to film the Headless Knight.

Even upon spotting the camera, Celty did not hesitate to use her "shadow" to form her weapon, raising aloft a massive scythe, longer than three meters, unlike anything she had ever seen before.

Celty roared into the night:

[Take pictures if you want, look at things if you want. Imprint this monster's image on the world! But so what?]

This is my life. It's the mark I've left over the years, nothing to be ashamed of.

Celty no longer hides in the darkness, but shines brightly in it, living her life without being bound by good or evil.

It was just another ordinary day, a routine devoid of much hope or despair. Everything remained unchanged, yet it was filled with an immense sense of fulfillment. It was only when Celty swung his massive sword down at the black armored vehicle that he realized...

Ever since the night I revealed everything to this city, I've grown to love it even more than before.

Perhaps, it's even more haunting than her missing head...

The car window rolled down, and the man in black inside fired a shot at Celty.

The bullet pierced the goggles and lodged inside the helmet.

In that space that should have been empty—the shadow did indeed smile.

This is Tokyo! The legendary "Magic City," a place brimming with inclusiveness, incredibly open, rife with ignorance and folly, yet brimming with surprises. Everything is both incredibly real and incredibly surreal, like a reality so real that it's even more exaggerated than any story.

In the dead of night here, all sorts of monsters and strange creatures roam.

The demonic sword, Sin Song, calls for love, while the slashing demon wielding the sword injures people everywhere.

When Izaya and Shizuo both noticed each other's presence, they turned Ikebukuro Park into a battlefield without any warning.

A black motorcycle, running rampant in the dark without headlights!

On the other side, the driver of the armored vehicle was shot down, and the vehicle was forced to stop in a secluded and dark underpass.

The worst was about to happen, but the man in black felt not fear, but simply bewilderment.

Mechanical device? Puppet costume? Robot?

Super Transformation? 3D Projection?

Dream? Hallucination? Delusion? Fraud?

However, all the words that came to mind vanished like bubbles before he could delve deeper.

Perhaps what should have truly shocked the man in black was that someone who had been struck on the head by the wall hadn't suffered any injury, but he was too exhausted to notice.

Then, just like before, black mist began to seep out from behind the shadow, eventually transforming into the enormous scythe.

At this moment, the initial shock turned into fear, and the thug unconsciously opened his mouth, wanting to scream out a desperate scream.

Just as he opened his mouth to exhale his first breath, he simultaneously felt a sharp impact on his throat.

The entire world that the man in black could perceive was plunged into darkness.

The headless knight retrieved a silver suitcase from the armored vehicle, then slowly picked up his helmet and placed it over her neck, which revealed her dark complexion. At that moment, a few Black Shadow seeped out from the collar, gradually seeping into the helmet and merging with the bottom.

Finally, the headless knight casually stretched his body and silently walked towards the boxcar.

Having achieved his goal, the headless knight quietly left the parking lot exit. The men he had killed were still lying on the road, their fates unknown—whether no one passed by or those who did pretend not to see them.

A jet-black motorcycle sat in the darkness, its engine revving as if welcoming its owner home. This engine, which makes no sound when cruising on the road, hummed on its own even without the key in the ignition.

Upon seeing this, the headless rider reached out and stroked the fuel tank, as if cherishing his beloved horse. The motorcycle seemed satisfied with this, turning off its engine and allowing the headless rider to slowly step onto the seat.

This black machine, without headlights, started running, carrying its headless owner.

Running under a starless night sky.

Without making a sound, it gradually blended into the darkness.

In the darkness of the starry sky, the Magus of Flowers silently observes everything. His eyes can see through the void, through walls, through light, and see all that has ever happened in the world.

He saw the boy and girl passionately kissing, and then a faint smile appeared on his face.

"Shirou, yes, that's it. Whether you're human or a yokai, enjoy life. Greed or madness, as a human or a yokai, don't waste your limited life. One day you'll understand the meaning of life."

Merlin thought to himself, then looked up at the sky; it was almost time.

In the deepest reaches of the universe, in a secret realm that many Servant have been searching for, yet have never sought.

The white-haired man, sleeping like a god, was emitting a white glow that spread through countless doors formed by folded spaces, reaching countless worlds as he searched for an answer.

Whether it comes true or disappears as desired, the point where a decision is made is approaching.

Doomsday

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Chapter 967 After Earth's Destruction

In the universe, there rotates a planet that appears orange-red from the outside and is perpetually covered by dust storms. This planet is called 'Mars' or 'Yinghuo', and it is inhabited by hundreds of thousands of humans who fled from Earth.

Humans have only settled here for a little over twenty years, and everything is in ruins. People are enduring the scarcity of resources while struggling against the harsh Mars weather and environment in order to explore more habitable land.

The fields and sandy land are planted with high-yield rice, potatoes, and corn; factories smelt steel 24 hours a day; and farms raise pigs, cattle, sheep, chickens, ducks, and fish, ensuring that people can eat meat at least once a week, guaranteeing that people will not lack animal protein. (Monthly fee group 694936135)

When the post-90s generation tells stories of the past to the post-30s and post-40s generations, they often look up at the sky, wanting to see further into the distance. At this moment, they can't help but shed tears of helplessness and nostalgia.

When teachers teach astronomy, the first place they always point to is Earth, and they say, "This is Earth, and that is our home."

The city here has gradually been built up by hardworking people. People are buying and selling in the market, traffic is heavy on the highway, tall buildings stand in the city, the sound of reading can be heard in the school, and birds sing and flowers bloom in the park. Everything in the world shows harmony.

More than a decade ago, the United Nations began planning to rescue its compatriots left on Earth. Countless astronomers were probing the other side of Earth every day, but all they saw was a white expanse and a few long, straight pillars.

What exactly happened on that planet once known as humanity's mother? They, who were not acting on their own initiative but had in fact become Mars, had no way of knowing.

On December 21, 2012, the doomsday prophecy that had caused such a global uproar passed quietly. However, this tranquility was merely superficial.

The Earth has never been under human control. From the 20th century to the present, the Earth has punished humanity countless times: storms, earthquakes, and the ensuing floods, avalanches, tsunamis, volcanic eruptions with toxic gases, floods, dust storms, smog...

A butterfly flapping its wings in the Amazon rainforest of South America can cause a tornado in Texas two weeks later.

After an earthquake, the original state of nature and society is destroyed, and then landslides, mudslides, tsunamis, floods, epidemics, fires, explosions, toxic gas leaks, radioactive material spreads and other life-threatening disasters will occur one after another, which can last for several months or even half a year.

How could humanity possibly control such a world?

On May 12, 2008, an 8.0 magnitude earthquake struck Wenchuan, China. Statistics show that the earthquake caused approximately 69,000 deaths and more than 370,000 injuries.

On April 6, 2009, a 5.8-magnitude earthquake struck L'Aquila, east of Rome, Italy, killing nearly 300 people, leaving about 60,000 homeless, and causing severe property damage.

On September 30, a magnitude 8.0 earthquake struck the Samoan Islands, killing more than 100 people.

On January 12, 2010, a 7.3-magnitude earthquake struck Haiti. According to statistics from the Haitian government, the earthquake caused 270,000 deaths, displaced more than 480,000 people, and affected more than 3.7 million people.

On March 11, 2011, a magnitude 9.0 earthquake struck Japan, triggering a powerful tsunami that caused significant loss of life and property damage. As of April of the same year, officials confirmed 14,063 deaths and 13,691 missing persons.

On December 31, 2012, the predicted end of the world did not come, but the disasters did not stop.