The Fall of the Magic God

[Damn, Dolly!]

[Magician Misaka Sister]

[I thought Dolly's body in this world was just a doll. I didn't expect there to really be a Dolly.]

[Holy crap, the original Dolly was talking to someone before. Could it have been herself from another world?]

[What did Dolly mean when she spoke to the Pope?]

[Magic Gods reside in the Hidden World. If they entered the real world, the real world would be burst apart, so Magic Gods had to weaken themselves millions upon millions of times before they could descend into reality.]

[Simply put, the Pope's method was to dismantle the Hidden World?]

[If it were that simple, Mikoto could have thought of it too, right?]

[If the upper-level powers are weakened, that means the world's level will decline.]

[Actually, it wouldn't be bad. If Railgun succeeded, the existence of the "True God" would also be weakened.]

[So no matter what, someone gets weakened.]

[I don't think it'll be that simple.]

The objective had been achieved.

Then, it was time to save the world.

"...I simply can't save the world..."

Fire Right Seat crouched on the ground, his eyes vacant.

He had failed.

Failed.

Failed.

He was not a savior.

He was supposed to be an "Imitator of God," yet now he had fallen to become "Longinus."

Once on God's side, he was now an insect gazing up at the gods.

And he had even been the one to set all of this in motion.

Even his attack itself had been essential to completing the other party's ritual.

He had been played.

"Hey, can you still stand?" Kamijou Touma came before Fire Right Seat.

"...What?"

"I said, stand up and save the world." Kamijou Touma extended his left hand toward Fire Right Seat.

"No, I've already failed. I'm nothing more than