Charge at the Evil God

Panic spread in the Evil God's wake.

Screams rose and fell along the streets.

With the Evil God visible to everyone and every television station broadcasting the news around the clock, countless people fled Saitama Prefecture. Abandoned vehicles littered the roads.

At the Ministry of Transport's request, empty planes and Shinkansen bullet trains were hurriedly brought in from elsewhere to carry people out.

But the moment the pilots and drivers heard they were being sent to Saitama Prefecture, where they would be in sight of the Evil God, all sorts of problems cropped up.

Some were drunk. Some were sick or had colds. Some had broken their hands or been beaten up. One had even been stabbed by an unknown assailant and sent straight to the hospital.

It was as though some invisible Evil God had placed a Curse on the pilots and drivers.

The Curse only lifted after the Ministry of Transport assured them that their destinations were the station and airport farthest from the Evil God, where there was no danger. Then it warned them that if anything else happened, they would be fired, their entire families would be blacklisted, and the public would be told.

Even with the ministry doing its best to arrange transport, countless people remained stranded at the airport and stations, and their numbers kept growing.

"Let me in! I need to leave! I need to get out of here! I can't stay here anymore!"

"I have money! I'll give you money—all of it! Get out of my way and let me through! I need to get on that train!"

"Please let me through. I have two elderly parents at home, and my child only just started high school. I can't die here. If I die, my family will fall apart."

When the Shinkansen