"…So it really is this world."
"And what a coincidence, too…"
Muttering to himself, Izumi stepped forward.
In the next instant—
He vanished.
When he reappeared, he was already at the epicenter of the spatial quake.
Below him, several humans stood frozen, staring blankly at the girl floating in the sky.
None of them noticed Izumi's arrival.
Their attention was completely captured by the scene before them.
Izumi swept his gaze over them briefly—
Then focused entirely on the girl.
"…How interesting."
A faint smile appeared on his lips.
Without hesitation, he stepped forward and gently pulled the sleeping girl into his arms.
Only then did the people below finally notice him.
The moment they did—
Their expressions changed drastically.
They couldn't clearly see his face, but the overwhelming aura surrounding him sent chills down their spines.
The catastrophic spatial quake just now—
Was it caused by this man's arrival?
What kind of monster… was he?
They were stunned.
Terrified.
But Izumi paid them no mind.
Looking at the girl in his arms—
His smile deepened.
Silver-white hair.
Delicate features like a perfectly crafted doll.
An existence as beautiful as an angel.
She was—
The origin of all Spirits.
Mio Takamiya.
But from this moment on—
That name would no longer exist.
Izumi looked at her quietly.
"From now on… your name is Mio."
"And you… belong to me."
The moment he finished speaking—
He placed a mark upon her.
Using power derived from the Third Magic, he constructed a contract and embedded it deep within her being.
At the same time—
He implanted knowledge into her mind.
Basic understanding of the world.
Common sense.
He had no intention of letting her awaken as a blank slate, only to be deceived by others.
However—
Just as he finished—
The world itself reacted.
The already fragile world, weakened by Mio's birth, let out a faint wail.
Izumi's presence placed an unbearable burden upon it.
It was trembling.
Begging.
Pleading for him to leave before everything collapsed.
"…Heh."
Hearing the world's cry, Izumi let out a small laugh.
"Sorry about that."
"But this works out nicely."
With that—
He took out a card.
A World Fusion Card.
Crushing it in his hand, he released its power into the world.
"Don't resist."
"Become mine… and you'll only grow stronger."
The entire world trembled.
At first—
It tried to resist.
But upon hearing Izumi's words—
It gave up.
Completely.
Seeing this, Izumi nodded in satisfaction.
"Now then…"
"Send me thirty years into the future."
"That should be enough time for you to recover."
"I won't interfere with your development. Let things proceed naturally."
His voice was soft—
Almost like he was speaking to himself.
Yet the world responded.
A пространственно distorted passage appeared before him.
A gate through time.
Just before stepping in—
Izumi glanced at one of the humans below.
Isaac Ray Pelham Westcott.
The moment their eyes met—
Westcott's pupils shrank.
An overwhelming sense of death gripped him.
Despair swallowed his consciousness whole.
Without a word—
Izumi raised his hand.
Snap.
Westcott's body turned to dust and vanished.
Gone.
Completely erased.
There was no need for his existence.
After all—
In the future, he would commit unforgivable acts against Spirits like Nia Honjou.
Izumi had no intention of allowing that.
As for the others—
He left them alone.
The remaining people stood frozen in shock.
But Izumi didn't care.
His job here was done.
Stepping forward—
He entered the time gate.
And vanished.
From that moment—
The fate of this world changed completely.
Irreversibly.
As for how it would develop—
Izumi had no interest in controlling it.
After he left—
The girl floating in the sky slowly opened her eyes.
Mio Takamiya.
Her gaze was filled with confusion at first.
Blank.
Empty.
But gradually—
Clarity returned.
The knowledge Izumi had given her took root.
Her eyes stabilized.
Her existence—
Now carried his mark.
Within her mind, a figure was deeply engraved.
Izumi.
The first thing she did—
Was look around.
Searching.
For him.
But—
There was no trace.
Nothing.
"…Where…?"
Her brows furrowed slightly.
Then, glancing at the humans below—
She disappeared.
Unlike before—
She would not be deceived.
Not anymore.
From that day on—
Mio wandered the world.
Searching for Izumi.
But no matter where she looked—
She couldn't find him.
Eventually—
Guided by the will of the world—
She began to create Spirits.
One by one.
Each born with a purpose:
To help her find him.
History continued.
But not as it once was.
Unlike the original timeline—
No one was forced into becoming a Spirit.
No cruel experiments.
No manipulation.
Every girl who became a Spirit—
Did so willingly.
The future had already begun to change.
...
Thirty Years Later — Tenguu City
The sky, once clear and blue, suddenly darkened.
A piercing alarm rang throughout the city.
Residents on the streets froze for only a moment—
Before rushing toward evacuation shelters.
High above—
At an altitude of ten thousand meters—
A massive invisible airship floated silently.
Ratatoskr had begun operations.
Inside—
A red twin-tailed girl stared intensely at the source of the spatial disturbance.
Kotori Itsuka.
Beside her stood a woman in a lab coat, her expression utterly lifeless.
"…Which Spirit is it this time?"
Kotori clicked her tongue, crushing the lollipop in her mouth.
"Seriously… can't they show up quietly for once?"
"They always cause trouble the moment they appear. What a pain."
"And now those anti-Spirit organizations are going to come running again…"
Even though she herself was a Spirit—
She couldn't help but feel annoyed at others like her.
Every appearance meant destruction.
Every appearance meant chaos.
And in the end—
Someone had to clean up the mess.
That someone was usually them.
But just as she complained—
The spatial quake readings suddenly spiked.
The operators monitoring the data turned pale.
"Commander!!"
"The spatial quake intensity is increasing rapidly!"
"At this rate… it may engulf the entire region of Japan!"
"Quick—issue an emergency evacuation order to all nearby cities!"