Fate/Ultimate Antagonist

[127] A Peaceful World

A gaunt, black-haired youth in a hospital gown had bloodshot eyes that spoke of exhaustion and weariness. Yet, Reinhard's expression remained calm as he observed the scene before him.

After writing down his question, the paper in front of him started to manifest twisted, incomprehensible characters, each more disconcerting than the last. The mere sight of these scribbles seemed to provoke a sense of madness:

[Let Slaanesh smash Tzeentch!]

[More, more, it's coming out 🥵]

[When humans think, God laughs]

[Sorry, I couldn't free my hands earlier. Now, I'll answer... sorry, I can't free them again... sorry...]

[Didn't invite me to the party?]

[Those who know, know. Those who don't, I can't explain...]

The blood-stained, twisted letters kept changing erratically.

Finally, the paper solidified into a phrase that showcased the bizarre diversity of worldly desires:

[Yes, yes, yes! Burn, burn, burn! Anything can be burned! What is a trap? Just crush her rod and wreck her buttocks, hitting the gallbladder hard!]

"..."

Tsk.

Crush your what?

No more pretense. As expected, these answers were from the chosen ones of Slaanesh!

The ways of Slaanesh were like a raging flood, threatening the youth. Luckily, the Emperor-nee-chan was sitting right next to him! Call the Inquisitor quickly!

No... the tribunal probably can't handle you either, can it?

Although speechless, looking at such nonsensical answers, the black-haired youth slowly began to smile.

Indeed... the style of the answers hadn't changed a bit.

Reinhard almost understood what these entities, peeking into his life, truly were.

In truth, he had already anticipated such results.

Ever since the first question and answer session, Reinhard had personally experienced what these entities observing him were like...

They were 'Chaos Evil' just like him.

The beings peering into his life only wanted to see traps fall into depravity, their intentions devoid of malice, perhaps.

Maybe they were a bunch of guys with knowledge of sex comparable to a library, sexual experiences as thin as a sheet of A4 paper.

Their personalities were as elusive as chaos itself. No... it would be more accurate to say... they were chaos incarnate.

Each time he asked a question, he never received a clear or useful answer.

So, these entities were utterly useless!

Even so... not answering properly was also a kind of answer.

"Hmm, you can't see my mental activities, or rather, you can only glimpse a part of them...

"Otherwise, when I cursed you just now to always find source-less lewd pictures in the future, why didn't any of you chosen of Slaanesh express anger in your answers?

"Haha... are you watching me right now?

"Are you angry?

"Oh dear, sorry, sorry, don't be mad. As an apology, you can use mugwort on me if you like."