“I shall see the end of this day!” In a world on the edge of collapse, who could defy despair? In the ruins of dreams and shadows of death, who was writing fate’s cruel script? I stepped into the world of my favorite novel, where reality and fiction blurred into a twisted nightmare. Collapsed cities, monstrous nightmares, and a sky shrouded in blood. Deception, betrayal, secrets, and survival… The pages turned endlessly, yet the answers to the world’s mysteries remained out of reach. This is the story of an average individual, whose life has been filled with nothing but misfortune and mysteries. † Discord: https://discord.com/invite/4YQDYXWGME
Keikoku Amane's chest was bleeding. It was cut by the cold blade of the Red Pheonix Sword and his skin around that affected area felt like it was being burned.
(Impossible! Impossible! Such a thing should have been impossible! I can understand why that other woman was able to do so because of that conceptual weapon, but how was this woman able to bypass my Antimatter Diffusion Field with a normal artifact?!)— Keikoku Amane's mind spiralled further into chaos as he was unable to accept that reality.
Under normal circumstances, it would have been impossible, as his passive defense field annihilated all incoming attacks before they could reach his skin. Yet, she managed to penetrate his defenses without being destroyed. His ability wasn't deactivated—her sword bypassed his shield entirely, cutting through him while it was still fully active.