What was the goal of Aleister Crowley?
To destroy the Magic Side.To bury the Magic Gods.To tear apart the phases they had constructed and return the world to its most fundamental physical state—
And… to revive the one he loved.
Now—
Everything had been accomplished.
The Magic Side was on the verge of collapse.The phases were shattered.
All that remained… was the final wish.
A man driven by obsession… and love.
Even Izumi couldn't help but smirk at that.
"A hopeless romantic, huh…"
Hearing Izumi's words, Aleister simply nodded.
No hesitation.
No reply.
His figure vanished from the battlefield, returning to Earth to begin the final ritual.
Izumi, meanwhile, turned his gaze toward the last two remaining Magic Gods.
QueenNephthys
A faint, playful smile appeared on his face.
"I'll give you two a choice."
"Submit… or I seal you away forever."
"…Is there even a difference?"
Queen couldn't help but complain internally.
Nephthys silently agreed.
But they both understood—
They had no choice.
Izumi had spared them once.If they resisted now… they wouldn't be spared again.
"We submit."
"Good."
Izumi nodded in satisfaction.
With a flick of his hand, contracts were formed—binding, absolute.
Then—
He sent both of them into his own world.
With that done, Izumi's attention shifted once more.
The battle between Aiwass and the great demon had already ended.
The demon had vanished.
Escaped… or simply retreated.
Izumi didn't care.
After the fusion… she'll come back eventually.
Then—
His gaze turned toward Aleister.
Without interference from the Magic Gods, everything proceeded smoothly.
The ritual.
The reconstruction.
The revival.
One… came back.
Then another.
And another.
Izumi's expression froze.
"…Wait."
"…How many lovers did you have?"
His lips twitched.
This guy… seriously?
Shaking his head, Izumi stopped paying attention.
It was time.
World Fusion — Initiated
A supreme force descended upon the Toaru world.
The very laws of reality trembled.
Hidden angels raised their heads in shock.
The structure of the world itself—
Was changing.
Merging.
Becoming something new.
Floating in the vastness of space, Izumi quietly observed.
Two worlds… slowly becoming one.
Aleister noticed it too.
His expression shifted slightly.
"So that was your goal…"
"To merge worlds…"
A faint sense of absurdity crossed his mind.
After everything he had done—
It felt almost… unnecessary.
But not entirely.
Magic returned.
Yet—
The Magic Gods were gone.
And in their place…
Something even greater emerged.
Izumi narrowed his eyes.
He sensed something—
A vacancy.
The Throne of God.
The position of the Biblical God in this world…
Was empty.
That entity—
The original Magic God—
Was gone.
Dead?
Or had it left for another world?
Izumi didn't know.
But—
Opportunity had appeared.
Without hesitation, Izumi reached into his system space.
A fragment.
A will.
The essence of a God.
He took it—
And cast it into the vacant throne.
At the same time—
He engraved it with the mark of his own world.
The moment it settled—
The world trembled.
Far away—
Believers felt it.
Nuns.
Priests.
The devout.
"They… are watching us…"
In Izumi's world—
Gabriel suddenly looked up at the sky.
Her eyes widened.
"…My God."
She felt it.
The presence.
The connection.
At the same time—
Another "Gabriel" began to merge into existence.
Izumi frowned.
"Only one is needed."
With a single motion—
He extracted the essence of the Toaru-world Gabriel—
And merged it into his own.
One is enough.
After all—
That version was merely a manifestation.
The Laws of the New World
A mysterious resonance spread across existence.
Every living being—
Felt it.
Understood it.
Ten absolute rules engraved themselves into their minds:
All killing, war, and plunder are forbidden. All conflicts must be resolved through games. Both parties must agree on the stakes. Stakes may include anything—even abilities or lives. Game rules are unrestricted unless violating prior rules. The challenged party decides the game. All participants must swear to the covenant. Group disputes must appoint a representative. Cheating results in immediate defeat. By my name, these rules are absolute.
"Let us all… enjoy the game."
For ordinary people—
It felt natural.
As if it had always been this way.
But for those with power—
It was horrifying.
Academy City — After the Fusion
Inside the Talent Workshop—
Everyone rushed outside.
What greeted them—
Was a completely different world.
A vast skyline.
Endless skyscrapers.
And beneath them—
Academy City… resting at the base of something enormous.
A tree.
A colossal tree that pierced the heavens.
In the distance—
The windowless building still stood.
Silent.
Unchanged.
Everyone was frozen.
Misaka Mikoto stared blankly.
"W-What… is this…?"
Her voice trembled.
"Weren't we… in the middle of a war…?"
No one answered.
Because no one understood.
Then—
A shadow passed overhead.
A dragon.
Fear gripped their hearts instantly.
And just then—
A familiar voice sounded behind them.
"Ara ara~ looks like you've finally arrived."
They turned.
Standing there—
With a gentle smile—
Was Himejima Akeno.
Beside her stood Rias Gremory and Aiba Asagi.
But—
That wasn't what shocked them.
It was the wings.
Black.
Demonic.
Unmistakable.
"…Eh?"
At that moment—
Every single one of them… froze.