"Heh, very well. As you wish," the old man said, looking thoughtfully at Senba Gari. "After that hero died, the resentment he left behind turned into an invisible disaster. In that disaster, humanity was destroyed."
The sorrowful scene from moments ago vanished, replaced by an even more tragic image. The sky was dyed red with blood, and the ground was covered with countless corpses. Around those corpses stood a group of savage-looking beastly silhouettes. The most conspicuous among them were a bird-faced, human-bodied beastman holding a bloody human heart in one hand, and a nine-tailed fox biting down on a severed head with disheveled hair!
"—Urgh!"
In the end, the girls could not bear the bloody sight and started retching.
Seeing this, a faint red light flashed through the old man's eyes. The space around them shattered with a bang, returning to the simple room they had entered before.
"Do you still remember the meteorite from beyond the heavens I mentioned earlier? In truth, that hero had long since sensed that something was wrong with his clansmen. To prevent another accident like Yamata no Orochi from happening again, he cut that meteorite into three pieces in advance and handed those three meteorite fragments to the Mlortha who chose to live in seclusion.
"And a thousand years ago, those three meteorite fragments appeared again, only in a different form." At this point, the old man looked at Senba Gari and Takai Geki with a half-smile. "They are the Beast Soul Drivers in your hands."
"?!"
After hearing the old man's words, Senba Gari and Takai Geki looked at him in shock.
Just as they were about to ask something else, the old man suddenly laughed and said, "Hahaha, it seems we have a guest. Come with me to welcome a special