You can't move.

　Oswald's clenched fist was at Masamune's chest. The staff was in his hand and was thrust deep into Masamune's heart.
　With no response to the pain, Masamune said.

'These things are all your own doing. I was happy as long as I could live a normal, ordinary life. As long as I could live a normal, everyday life, that was all that mattered. It was good enough for me to have a normal life, it was good enough for me to have a normal life, and you took it away. How many of us have suffered for your breathtaking contempt? How many of you have seen the gray skies. You are mistaken. It's when the weakest of the weak gain power that someone gets hurt. But before and after that, you won't see any change. Somewhere along the line, someone else will despair unseen. You are oblivious. The weak who gain power become invincible. Even in a screaming tragedy you will do no more than stand by. But that's all right, you will be unharmed. But not anymore. Hate yourselves for your lack of imagination. You can't save yourselves. You'll never be able to save yourselves. Feel sorry for others, and bask in your own normalcy, your own normalcy.

　His voice was powerless, as if he had lost his authority.
　Oswald's stabbing wand entered the sealing process and Masamune was enveloped in five colored threads. The area was silent at the sight of this.

''How did this happen...''

　Patrick regrets.
　The wind pressure in the area subsides.
　Masamune said.

'Even this is a desired sight.

　Patrick tearfully denies it. 'No. It can't be.'

　Ichijo said.

'I wanted to make amends. I wanted to help you....

"You're an odd man out, Ichijo. You betrayed me.

　Quickly, Oswald said, "You're the traitor,

"You are incapable of being possessed by Adams' thoughts. You have no thoughts. You have no thoughts, you are incapable of thinking, you have no thoughts at all, no matter what your old brain thinks. There is nothing more boring and depressing than an old man's words. You are stealing time with a windfall.

You won't be around long, but you won't be around long.

　Clapping his hands, Adams said to the spirit kings.

'Come on, guys, the time has come. We need your help.

　It was a child-like language.
　The five spirit kings glowed in their own colors. Then the guardians all collapsed to their knees in unison.

''Patrick!''

　Sarah ran up to him, looking concerned. As for Boruto, he rushed to Fiora as well. But the other three didn't move slightly, stagnating in the sky.

'Salamander, Boruto. Say goodbye to your master.

　They both turned to Adams at the same time, puzzled.

'We use the guardian's life force to seal it. We have no choice.'

What do you mean..." said Sarah.

'It means you are going to die. The guardians have finished their work today and will end their lives en masse.

'No! ........." said Boruto.

'How do you mean... Master Adams.........

　Sierra straightened up, supporting her weak body with her arms.

''It's ... not much energy.''

　Neither Zephyr nor Eliza could get up at all.

''The sealing of the King of the Abyss is a once-in-a-lifetime decision. This is not some kind of sealing magic. You can't get away with it. You must abuse life and existence to such an extent that you can't hold the king.

'Did you know ... and did you decide to do it?' said Sierra.

'Of course.

Yeah?

　Khalifa and Adolf both appealed to him. They asked him to stop the sealing. But Adams wouldn't take it up, saying the sealing had already begun.
　He heard laughter at the scene. 'Masamune.

'Huhahahahahahaha! --There's a fine line between an evil person and a saint. You don't know that. You don't know that's why you're here. Zephyr, Eliza, the Elf woman, Patrick, Sierra. You don't think this is for a good cause, do you?　No, they died in vain!　You were given your lives by this great wizard. I know it's hard to see and understand, but this is no different than the fact that I've been killing people all over the place. You have been betrayed by Adams.

　Masamune said.

'I have no sympathy for you.'

　The thread that had stretched from the guardian's hand snapped. Every thread of light bound Masamune.
　Showing no reaction to being sealed, Masamune grinned.

'I remember everything you humans have done to me. I will always remember, and from then on, time will stop. My days of being left behind will begin. You left me behind that day, and I'll always be stuck in those days. The people around me will forget and everyone else will go on living their lives without a care in the world. I will be the only one wandering through those days, looking up at the gray sky beyond the despair. Well I will continue to roam forever. I am immortal. My very existence is a tragedy!　The memory of the tragedy never goes away.

　Masamune's arms were tied together by thread. He looked like a silkworm. But he pushed through by force and held out only his right arm.

'I knew I should do something about it. I've been thinking. I have an imagination, so I've seen this a thousand times. The time will come when everyone will blame me and say no. I'm going to give you all the same disease I have. So we'll say goodbye for a while.

　As soon as Masamune reached up to the sky, the bodies of the three spirit kings in the sky and the two spirit kings on the ground stopped in a flash. It was as if they went rigid.

''.......What did you do!

　With Adams' voice at his side, "You know about the otherworldly syndrome? Masamune said.
　The five spirit kings were drawn in front of Masamune's eyes. Unable to remove his hand from the staff stuck in Masamune's chest, Oswald couldn't even turn around to look at the spirit kings behind him. Unable to do so, he had no choice but to stare at the Masamune in front of him.

''Don't worry, I won't let this seal go to waste.

　Masamune said, and first he took his right hand and cut down Oswald's arm.

''Ah ... ah ... ah ... ah ... ah ... ah!

　It was a few seconds before he realized the pain.
　Masamune lightly decapitated Oswald's forehead as he held one arm and screamed, as if he were popping a rubber ball. An exhilarating, buzzing sound echoed around the area, as if a rubber ball had popped.
　There was no head from Oswald's neck up, the flesh was open like the tip of a well-worn broom.

'Grandfather, my lord....'

　Zelus collapses to the ground from his knees with his expression.
　Masamune grabbed the hair on the back of Sara's head.

'I knew you were an abyssal fool.

　As soon as Sarah said that, Masamune laughed.

''You are the one who describes the Abyss as a fool. Humans are abysses, and abysses are humans. This world that thrives on the idea of the abyss as a fool, this world that thrives on that idea is silly. I'm going to end it. You don't have to be a spirit king anymore either.

　Two eyes glittered as the blood turned black and cloudy. Sarah was intuitively terrified, frightened and speechless.

''- a reversal prank.''

　Masamune said happily.
　Then he changed Sarah's appearance.
　The beautiful woman's body instantly swelled up and became huge as she looked at it - "Ugh, ugh.......

Sarah....

　Patrick reaches out in distress. But it was too late.
　Arabia's fluttering, shiny clothes and the beauty's skin, hair and beauty were all bloated and reshaped.

　It had eight legs. Each leg, thick and firm, was as flexible as a tentacle, dancing and wiggling, with a number of suckers visible. And it gave off a fishy, odd odor.
　An octopus. A giant octopus with pale skin, the size of a mountain.

'Kraken take control of the sea of vanome and don't let anyone get away with it.

　The kraken's trumpet-like roar shook the air.
　Was Sarah no longer conscious there? As it was, she flew through the air and disappeared towards the sea.

''Sa, la........''

　The last thing he saw was the back of an octopus moving away. Patrick's consciousness was gone.

　Masamune changed the spirits in turn.
　He changed Voluto, the spirit king of lightning, into a giant bipedal boar and named him Behemoth.
　He changed Undine, the spirit king of water, into a full-bodied flaming figure and named him Ifrit.
　He changed the earth spirit king, the Gnome, into a buzzing bolt of lightning and named him Thor.

　And just as he was about to take on the Wind Spirit King Sylph of the Sierras.

Masamune, I don't want you to...

　Sierra said and lost the last of her strength. She fell to the ground with a thud and didn't move after that. The reversal was not in time, and the spirit that had finished its role also finished its life and disappeared.
　At Sierra's death, Masamune didn't even turn his head.

''My goodness!''

　Adams was in the process of letting his regret give way to despair. His perspective wavered on the ground.
　The seal had left Oswald's hands and was already stagnating in Masamune's chest. The Spirit King was also lost. That too, the four of them had become demons and scattered to Banome.

''Romero, open the gates of the Temple of Consciousness. Don't mess with the demons and beastmen.

"As you wish.

'Wait ... no more, no more,' pleaded Adams. 'It's not just the vanome, this world is going to be destroyed. It's going to disappear!

'It's not your concern,' said Masamune. 'The sea belongs to the Kraken now, and you will never leave this continent, even if you thirst for it. The earth belongs to Behemoth, the sky to Thor and Efreet. The demons have taken over, and--

　All the double doors that had filled the great sky opened. Inside, it was dark, and darkness spread out. Pockets of red eyes began to appear, and soon they became countless. They were all of the demonic variety.

'It's over,' said Adams, falling to his knees in place.

'--Fear the demons unleashed in the field.

　A black shadow jumps out of the door all at once. It's like a swarm of ants with their burrows spreading out.
　The demons are talking. The sky is filled with the sounds of laughter and conversation, which gradually spread to the ground. Their appearances are as varied as the monsters.

　The entire army of soldiers waiting on the horizon readied their weapons. But in an instant, their mouths dropped open at the number of demons that turned the sky into a dark cloud. It's over - each of them realized their unacknowledged deaths.

''Now the other world begins. As punishment for invading my world, I'll show you humans a fun and joyful alternate world. You will understand a little, and everyone will understand. The sun will never shine again. The night that never ends...

　Fire flashed in the sky. And then a bolt of lightning struck.
　Then a dark cloud covered the sky. The dark clouds gradually turned to red. It made a rumbling sound and turned into a red sky with blue and yellow lightning bolts running across it. It was the effect of fire and lightning from the demons. The world turned red.
　On the ground, the invasion by the behemoths and demons began immediately. The entire army of the horizon will be the first to deal with it, but it is the demons that have already filled the horizon.

''It's a spectacular view...''

　Beside Masamune as he said this, Nemu broke free and collapsed from his knees.
　All the threads of the seal were concentrated on his chest, and all that remained was to activate it. Masamune was free until then. His legs moved and his arms moved.

'Sister Sierra, and Patrick ... and everyone else...'

　It was Nem's voice.

''There are people who lie to you. Both Sierra and Patrick were tricked by that guy. Their deaths were meant to happen and there was no stopping them now.

'Master why do you look so unconcerned?

Hmm?

'Sister Sierra is dead, you know.　We don't even have Toa or Sufilia anymore...

　He sounded like he was choking. Breathing was disorganized, as if hyperventilating.

'Well,' said Masamune calmly, 'you're right. 'It's just you now. 'Nem.'

It's your master's fault.

Yeah.

It's the master's fault!

　Nem screamed. The sadness almost distracted him, but Nem still screamed.

'Nem........'

'The master killed them, both Toa and Sufilia.

'Nem, humans have always discriminated against beastmen like Nem for a long time, so it's better for them to die. The world would be a little better if the humans were gone and there were only beastmen and demons.

It's an illusion!

''Illusion... it's not true,'' Masamune was taken aback.

'Master is all about longing, all about dreams!　You need to be more realistic, it was all the master's doing!

'Yes, yes,' said Masamune, as if to soothe the child. 'You'll get used to it. Demons only attack humans. This world is kind to Nemu--

　--Nem stabbed himself in the neck with his dagger.

'....Nem?

Ggh, uh...

NEM!

　Masamune caught Nem falling to the side with red blood pouring out of his neck with both hands.

''Nem, what are you doing?!''

"Geez....

　But Nem didn't speak anymore. Slowly, he closed his eyes and quietly drew his last breath in Masamune's arms.

　For a while, Masamune was silent and looked at Nem. He didn't speak at all. Neem didn't speak anymore, either.
　Masamune's eyes were terribly wide and terribly empty. He couldn't see where he was looking, as if he wasn't looking at the right point of view.
　Standing still beside him, Romero watches with the appearance of a tall butler.

　He looked up, and below Masamune's eyes were Zelus, Sieg, Khalifa and Adolf, Reinhard and the White King's Knights, Adams and the observers. And Ichijo. Ichijo held his hands over the bodies of Patrick and Sierra, bidding them farewell.
　Each was exhausted. Mental.
　Everyone, including Adams, was sitting on the ground in despair. Their expressions were blank.

'Is this the way you wanted it to end, Hidaka Masamune?

　At the sound of Adams' voice, Masamune turned around with wavering eyes in the direction of the day after tomorrow.

'Yes, I suppose so, this is all the result of your actions. No, the consequences have not yet come. This is the beginning, this is the end of the world. The world will now be destroyed. The death of the beastmen will be such a death that it is no longer a sadness.

　Masamune's figure disappeared instantly. The next time he appeared, a tense and angry expression was in front of Adams' eyes.

''Guh........''

　Adams was grabbed by Masamune by the neck and slowly lifted up.

You're angry, aren't you? You're angry. Fu-ha-ha.

　Adams smiled bitterly.
　Masamune's eyes were wide, more than they should be. Even though he could see the whites of his eyes well enough to see them, there was no color of emotion in them, as if. A blank, after all.

'What, do you have some regrets?

　Adams exploded as Masamune grabbed him by the neck.
　Shadows like black ashes scattered in the area. They scattered momentarily for miles, and in a second or two, they were drawn back into Masamune's mind and converged.
　The death of Adams in front of him, no one, no one reacted in any way. Perhaps it was because death was not unusual now.

　A moment later, Zeke stood up softly. A fuzzy look in his eyes and a pale expression on his face. He approached Masamune with a long sword in his hand.

''........''

　Without saying a word, he remained silent and thrust his sword into Masamune. It was a powerless, riddled thrust.
　The tip of the blade contorted forward against Masamune's skin and finally snapped off with a snap. The blade slipped from his hand and Zeke whispered, "Die," he whispered. He tried to strike at him.
　Masamune made a quick sweep of one hand to chase the cobbler away. After a sound like cutting the air, Sieg's figure quickly disappeared in a red mist.
　In front of Masamune's eyes, only his legs, which were not above his waist, towered.