The battle ended before it ever truly began.
The four demons-two Cait Sith, one Obariyon, and a single Daemon-crumbled under my blade. Their bodies unraveled into shimmering streams of Magatsuhi, flowing into me like ink into water.
No resistance.
No glory.
No skill reward, either.
Tch.
Disappointing.
I slide my katana back into Burroughs' inventory with a flick of thought. The system hums silently, swallowing the weapon into digital space. Then I feed Magatsuhi into my suit-the black threads begin to stir, reweaving and repairing, like silk knitting itself together across my skin.
Practical elegance. That's what Rion had called it when she gifted it to me.
I reach into my coat pocket and pull out the black mask. The moment it covers my face, I channel Magatsuhi into it.
And the world dies again.
No color.
No sound.
No weight.
Only Magatsuhi. The endless river beneath reality.
But just as I'm about to move, something pulses across that river-an echo of thought, sharp and deliberate. Like a fingertip tapping water and sending ripples to me across the void.
"So? Do you like my gift?"
That voice.
Akao?
Impossible.
The mask should have cut me off from everything, especially sound. How is she-
Ah.
The ripple.
A Magatsuhi wave.
Mental transmission?
I immediately cancel the mask's enchantment, pulling myself back into the world of light, of wind and distant noise.
And there she is.
Leaning lazily against a railing like she owns the sky.
Rion Akao.
Vice-captain of the Tenth Division.
Her yellow eyes gleam like they're hiding every answer I'll never get. Her cigarette glows faintly in the moonlight.
I keep my voice even. "What are you doing here?"
She gives me a thumbs-up. "Just checking how a freshman does his job. And hey-you're doing great."
I narrow my eyes, sliding the mask off. "Tell me. That thing you did with the Magatsuhi. The wave. How?"
She takes a slow drag, then exhales smoke into the wind. "Ah, that. You mean thought transmission? It's easy. Once your Magatsuhi reaches Rank D, you can do it naturally. If you're talented, D-. If you're very talented, even E+."
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The Devil Summoner in Shadow
FanfictionInstead of being reincarnated in another world after being hit by a truck, Minoru Kagenou finds himself in a world resembling a Dyson sphere, with a white star at its center. In this world filled with "magic" and supernatural creatures called Demons...
