Crossover Anime: Edit everything, join the chat group

Page 44

The entire world, all the light, all the sound, all the touch, all the sense of space... everything was "deleted".

Whether it was the Upper Moon demons inside the Infinity Castle, the Demon Slayer Corps members in the "observation space," or the chat group members watching from behind their screens... all life forms that could "observe" this scene were simultaneously pulled into an absolute, pure, indescribable... dark void.

Here, you can't feel your own existence.

Here, even "despair" itself loses its meaning.

Because even thinking is about to cease.

[March 7th]: ...I...can't see...it's so dark...it's so scary...

[Gem Magician]: ...Oh no! This is...even the observation phase has been eroded?! What, what kind of power is this?!

Just as everyone's consciousness was about to be swallowed by this eternal darkness—

A glimmer of light appeared.

It's Gu Chuan.

In this absolute nothingness, only he remains.

He slowly raised his hands.

In the palm of his left hand, a deep blue "moon" radiating tranquility and eternal brilliance quietly rose.

In the palm of his right hand, a blazing, golden sun, radiating warmth and vitality, burned fiercely.

The sun and the moon shine together!

Light!

Endless, gentle yet domineering light, filled with the concepts of "creation" and "purification," instantly dispelled all darkness and illuminated every corner of this void!

Those Upper Moon demons, who were just moments before so fierce and terrifying, along with the more than 1,700 pieces of Muzan's flesh that scattered and fled, were rendered speechless under the light, unable to utter a single scream, like snow exposed to sunlight, like a drawing erased by an eraser...

Silently, it turned into the most primitive, purest... ashes.

Thoroughly, conceptually... completely erased.

A thousand-year-old curse, a thousand-year-old darkness, a thousand-year-old despair.

At that moment, all the smoke and dust vanished.

The battle is over.

In the tranquil void he had created with his own hands, Gu Chuan slowly opened his eyes.

He stood alone amidst the radiance of the deep blue moon and the blazing golden sun, his expression serene, as if both the creator and the destroyer of the world.

A perfect, divine silhouette, forever etched into the souls of all witnesses.

75 Dawn and the Girls' Lemon Tea

As the last wisp of Muzan's filthy ashes was completely annihilated in the artificial "sun and moon" light, Gu Chuan slowly lowered his hands.

The deep blue moon and the crimson sun in his palm lost all their light and heat, turning into countless golden light particles that quietly dissipated like gentle fireflies.

The dark void that had imprisoned everyone's senses receded swiftly, like the receding tide.

"Rumble--"

Without the Ghost King as its core support, the Infinite City, an extradimensional fortress composed of spatial distortions and logical collapses, finally met its long-awaited, final collapse!

Countless twisted buildings collapsed silently, magnificent rooms turned into shattered mirrors, and the entire alternate dimension, like a drawing thrown into a shredder, was completely reduced to dust in a violent yet silent tremor.

The next second, everyone felt the solid, earthy touch beneath their feet again.

The cool, dewy morning air filled their lungs once more. The clear chirping of birds drifted from afar, carrying with it the peaceful, earthly sounds of everyday life.

The Demon Slayer Corps members found themselves back in "093," on the outskirts of Kyoto, the very place where they had been pulled into the Infinity Castle.

A ray of true, brilliant sunlight, belonging to the dawn, pierced through the clouds in the east, gently and fairly bathing this land that had just been reborn after a thousand-year catastrophe, and also shining upon every person.

They... are back.

Kyojuro Rengoku, Sanemi Shinazugawa, Giyu Tomioka... all the Pillars stood there as if waking from a dream, their faces bearing the same mixture of disorientation, unreality, and bewilderment at surviving a catastrophe.

The devastating, divinely punishing scene they had just witnessed contrasted sharply with the peaceful and serene dawn before them, creating a stark and almost jarring sense of separation that threatened to tear their very understanding apart.

Is it really... over?

Is that nightmarish curse that haunted the Ubuyashiki family for a thousand years and buried countless swordsmen far from home really... over?

They all turned their gazes to the boy standing in the morning light.

The sunlight gave his black hair a warm golden edge, and his simple black school uniform fluttered slightly in the morning breeze.

His face remained serene, as if time had stood still. His deep eyes reflected the rising sun, as if they held the very essence of life, death, and truth of the world.

He simply stood there quietly, yet he seemed more dazzling and sacred than the sun on the horizon.

At this moment, he was neither human, nor ghost, nor any known being.

He is... a god.

"So...so handsome..."

Kanroji Mitsuri covered her burning cheeks, her beautiful eyes already filled with countless tiny, dazzling stars, like a galaxy.

She felt her heart was about to jump out of her chest.

If before it was merely admiration for the strong, now, what wells up in her heart is the purest faith, enough for her to dedicate everything to.

Shinobu Kocho stood beside her, her purple eyes, which always carried a hint of sadness, gazing intently at that figure.

The Nichirin Blade in her hand had slipped to the ground at some point. The obsession with revenge for her sister that had lingered in her heart for years, the hatred that had sustained her all the way, all quietly melted away in the face of this absolute light. In its place was an unprecedented peace and excitement called "redemption".

"Tch..." Rin Tohsaka turned her head away, her golden twin tails tracing a defiant arc in the air, but her slightly flushed ears and uncontrollably accelerating heartbeat betrayed her inner turmoil. "You...you do have some skill...barely...barely worthy of my assistance..."

Esdeath stared intently at Gu Chuan's retreating figure with an almost greedy, possessive gaze. It wasn't fear, nor awe, but the most intense attraction and recognition between kindred spirits! Every cell in her body was screaming, cheering! This man! Only this man! Was worthy to stand beside her, to conquer world after world with her!

[March 7th]: (Screams like a groundhog) Ahhhhhh! Brother Chuan! The way Brother Chuan looked just now! He was so incredibly handsome! What amazing special effects! I really wanted to see it live!

[Alicia]: Hehe, what a... perfect ending~ With the most absolute power, you brought the gentlest dawn. My lovely observer, you have once again made my heart flutter~

"—We...won?"

Someone asked that question in a trembling voice.

Then, it was as if a fuse had been lit.

"—We've won!! We've won!!!"

"—Waaaaaaah! Muzan is dead! He's really dead!"

"—It's over! The thousand-year battle is over!!!"

After a brief moment of deathly silence, all the members of the Demon Slayer Corps erupted in a thunderous, joyful cheer!

They embraced each other, crying and laughing, throwing their Nichirin Blades into the sky. The pain, sorrow, and despair that had been suppressed for generations were released in that moment!

With his family's support, Kagaya Ubuyashiki slowly knelt down. He raised his head, letting the warm sunlight fall on his face, which had been ravaged by the curse. Two clear tears silently slid down his blind eyes.

“It’s over…” he choked up, his voice filled with relief and gratitude, “Father… ancestors of all ages… we… we have finally… ended this thousand-year curse…”

"The tragedy of our family has finally come to an end in my generation."

This deeply moving scene was suddenly turned into a joyful one by a system notification that flooded the chat group.

[System Notification: "World Quest: The End of the Thousand-Year Curse" has been perfectly completed! Quest Rating: SSS (Mythical)!]

[System notification: Task settlement in progress... Rewards being distributed...]

[System Notification: Because member Butterfly Dance provided crucial world coordinates and, as the core client, perfectly fulfilled the hidden condition of "correcting the world line," you are hereby rewarded with 3000 Inspiration Points!]

[System Notification: Your companion, the Gem Magician, provided effective tactical support (?) during this mission. Reward: 1000 Inspiration Points!]

[System Notification: The Ice Queen, your companion, demonstrated formidable dominance in this mission. Reward: 1000 Inspiration Points!]

[System Notification: The Observer companion demonstrated tremendous dominance in this mission; reward: 50000 Inspiration Points!]

Two thousand points?!

This number caused an instant uproar in the chat group!

[March 7th]: Two, two thousand points?! Did I read that right?! Wow! Miss Ren! You're going to become rich overnight! I'm so jealous! I'm so jealous!

【Sword Path Asura】: Why are there so many!

[Little Cat Thief]: (Silently takes out a small notebook) Write this down. If there's ever a good thing like this in the future, I'll definitely be the first to cling to the Observer's leg! This is even more lucrative than stealing the treasure of the Four Emperors!

[Gem Magician]: What do you mean by "tactical support (?)"?! I clearly dealt tons of damage! This broken system! But... a thousand points... well, considering the reward is quite generous, I'll forgive you this time... Butterfly Dance, hmph, you're lucky.

[Ice Queen]: A thousand points? Better than nothing. However, the value of fighting alongside Gu Chuan is far more than that.

The group chat was filled with people expressing envy and jealousy.

As the biggest winner of this mission, Shinobu Kocho looked at the unprecedented "huge sum" in her account and a sly and smug smile appeared on her face.

She posted a sentence in the group chat, which instantly ignited everyone's enthusiasm.

[Butterfly Dance]: Hehe, thank you all for your concern. To celebrate the fulfillment of a thousand-year-old wish, and to thank the Observer, I've decided... to send out a super-sized red envelope of 1000 points!

[Butterfly Dance sent out an exclusive red envelope!]

"boom--!"

[Swordsman Asura]: Shinobu, your generosity leaves me, 2.8, feeling quite bewildered...

[March 7th]: Wow! Red envelopes! I'm grabbing one!

[Little Thief Cat]: Mine! Mine! They're all mine!

[Gem Magician]: Hmph, a mere red envelope... (Silently clicks the button to open the red envelope)

[Ice Queen]: ... (twitched her finger slightly)

The entire chat group instantly transformed from a "lemon tea chat" into a fierce "red envelope battlefield." The girls' chatter, jokes, and cheers after grabbing red envelopes filled the air, creating a joyful atmosphere.

Gu Chuan looked at the "Thank you, boss" messages that flooded the group chat instantly, and at Shinobu Kocho's mischievous "Hehe, this time we managed to sneak out successfully~", and couldn't help but smile helplessly.

He quietly closed the chat group interface, leaving the stage to the girls who were celebrating and the Demon Slayer Corps.

He turned around, facing the rising sun, and looked at the reborn world that belonged to humanity.

The air seemed to still carry the faint, unique scent of the girls, a blend of lemon tartness and the sweetness of black tea.

Hmm, this feeling isn't so bad.

The Victory Celebration Feast and the Queen's Hunt

The destruction of Muzan Kibutsuji brought a true dawn to this country that had been shrouded in darkness for a thousand years.

To celebrate this hard-won victory and to thank the three "otherworldly visitors" who descended like gods, the Demon Slayer Corps headquarters, at the Ubuyashiki mansion, held the grandest victory celebration banquet in its history.

The once solemn and dignified courtyard is now brightly lit and bustling with people.

The surviving Demon Slayer Corps swordsmen, the "Hidden" Squad members in charge of logistics, the girls from the Butterfly Mansion who had been taken in after their families were destroyed... everyone was gathered here. Their faces radiated a heartfelt, pure joy and aspirations for the future.

The Ubuyashiki family even donated a large sum of money as a celebratory gift to each member, thanking them for everything they had done to end the curse of the Year of the Rat.

The usually stern and imposing "pillars" have now completely let go of all their burdens and pretenses.

"Come on! Cheers!" Sound Hashira Uzui Tengen raised his glass high, his elaborate makeup shining even brighter under the lights. "To this glorious victory! To our glorious future! Cheers!"

"Oh my god! Well said, Uzui!" Flame Pillar Rengoku Kyojuro grabbed his shoulder and burst into laughter, his booming voice carrying a powerful force. "Let's drink until we drop! To celebrate our new life, let's sing!"

"Hmph, so noisy." Although the Wind Pillar Shinazugawa Sanemi complained, the smile on his lips that he couldn't suppress, and the sake he was chugging down one cup after another, had already betrayed his inner ecstasy.

The three of them took the lead and sang an off-key song, but one full of pride and joy, which brought the atmosphere of the banquet to its climax.

Amidst the lively hustle and bustle, a different, warm scene unfolded in a corner of the banquet.

Shinobu Kocho only drank two cups of sake, yet her pretty face, which always wore a gentle or cunning smile, was already flushed with a captivating blush. Slightly tipsy, she involuntarily and gently leaned against Gu Chuan's shoulder.

"Gu Chuanjun..." Her voice was so soft it was like a dream, and her beautiful purple eyes, illuminated by the lamplight, were like a pool of melting, hazy spring water. "Thank you... really, thank you..."

"Without you, I might have lived my whole life obsessed with avenging my sister, and I would never have been able to feel such a relaxed and happy moment as I do now."

She raised her head and gazed intently at Gu Chuan's profile, her eyes filled with dependence and adoration.

"So...please allow me...to offer you everything I have, this insignificant thing that I have gained after surviving this ordeal. Whether it is serving you as a priestess, or as..."

She didn't finish her sentence, but her longing and willingness to dedicate herself were already self-evident.