I am still Humans

Ritsuka then turned back as he close his mouth. "I killed someone out of anger, not my best move he could have given us information"

Arjuna spoke. "Don't feel bad, he was not the Dushasana from proper human history, if the one from Proper human history saw this version he will rip his eyes out"

Ritsuka noded but he remebers what he did the power the blast the way he killed him, as he just cover his mouth as he looked at his Harem or the ones presented.

Ritsuka looked at them before he Spoke. "Mash, Ophelia, Kama, Marie answer me this truthfully, BB come out you as well"

BB did as she was told as she looked at him all the girls and the other looked at him, Kadoc, Anastasia and Aozkai looked at him worried, Arjuna, Bhima, Rama and Sita just looked at eachother not knowing what will happen

Ritsuka then spoke with a half scared voice, as he felt the mana heart pumping mana into him, as he looked at them. "Am I still human"

Mash was the first to respond, stepping forward with concern in her eyes. "Senpai..." Her voice was soft, almost trembling, but filled with unwavering loyalty. "You are... still the Ritsuka I know. You've changed, you've grown stronger, but I believe that deep down, you're still you. A good person who cares about everyone."

Ophelia looked at Ritsuka with a serious expression, taking in the fear and uncertainty that clouded his normally confident demeanour. "You're human, Ritsuka. But you've been touched by things that go beyond humanity. Power, divinity... it can change anyone. What matters is how you use that power. You're not a god, not yet, but you're more than just a man now."

Kama floated beside Ritsuka, her mischievous demeanour replaced by a rare seriousness. "Do you really think becoming stronger makes you less human, Ritsuka?" She smirked, though it lacked her usual playfulness. "We both know power comes with a price. But humanity isn't just about being weak. It's about making choices, struggling, loving... and yes, even feeling anger. The fact that you're even asking this shows you're still human."

Marie Alter stood tall, her dark energy swirling faintly around her. "Beloved, even I am a twisted version of my original self, and yet I still hold onto what makes me who I am. You've gained incredible power, but you're still my Ritsuka. You've protected us all, and that's the core of who you are. No god, no man, no machine—just you."

BB, her usual teasing grin absent, approached him, crossing her arms as she stared into his eyes with a calculating gaze. "Master, you're asking the wrong question." She tilted her head, her voice unusually serious. "Being human isn't just about having limits. It's about how you deal with those limits... and how you transcend them. You've stepped beyond the line, yes, but your heart, your soul—that's what matters. Power doesn't make you a god, and it certainly doesn't strip you of your humanity. What you did today, destroying Dushasana, was out of love, anger... emotion. And if that's not human, then what is?"

Ritsuka looked down, his heart heavy with their words. The immense pressure of what he had done, of the power he wielded, still weighed on him. The fear that he was losing his sense of self, of what made him who he was, gnawed at his mind.

He could feel the weight of his transformation, the god-like energy coursing through his veins, the dragon within him that hungered for battle. The memory of obliterating Dushasana in a single, terrifying blast was still fresh. The lines between god, man, and monster felt thin.

But then he looked up at them—Mash, Ophelia, Kama, Marie Alter, and BB—all standing by his side, unwavering. Their words, their faith in him, grounded him in that moment.

Kadoc stepped forward, his face serious but understanding. "You've always been more than just human, Fujimaru. You've survived impossible odds, fought battles that no normal person could. But even now, you're still Ritsuka. The fact that you're doubting yourself means that part of you is still clinging to what makes you human. Don't let that go."

Anastasia added quietly, "I've seen gods who've lost their way, but you… you haven't. Not yet."

Ritsuka took a deep breath, feeling the mana still surging through him, the power within him waiting to be unleashed again. He could feel the pulse of the sun itself in his veins. But he also felt the warmth of his friends, his comrades, and his lovers beside him. They had all seen what he could do, and yet, they stayed. They trusted him.

Slowly, Ritsuka lowered his hand from his mouth and spoke, his voice steadying. "Thank you... all of you. I needed to hear that."

He took another breath, calmer this time. "I've gained this power, and I can't deny what it's done to me. But you're right. It's not the power that defines me... it's how I use it. I won't lose myself to it. I can't."

Mash smiled softly, stepping closer. "Senpai, no matter what happens, we'll be with you."

Ophelia nodded. "We'll make sure you stay grounded, Ritsuka. You won't face this alone."

BB, with a mischievous smirk finally returning, placed a hand on her hip. "Besides, I won't let you go full god-mode without some teasing to remind you you're still human."

Ritsuka then looked at the group. "You may think I am still human, but I not sure, this mana heart, the energy minuplation, the alien god and Draco saying that I am beast Canadian, these new power, the enegry from the fucking son, ever sense I came to this Lostbelt, even sense this twisted version of proper human history, meet the Kauravas these new gods, what am I, am I a god, a dragon a human"

The group fell silent for a moment, digesting Ritsuka's words. His frustration, confusion, and inner turmoil were palpable, hanging in the air as the weight of his existence seemed to bear down on him. Everyone knew he had been through things no one could truly comprehend, but now, his identity seemed to blur more than ever.

Kama was the first to break the silence. She floated closer, her voice calm but with a hint of curiosity. "You're asking the wrong question again, Ritsuka. Does it matter what you are? God, dragon, human—titles don't define you. It's how you carry the burden of these things that matters. Even if you're part beast, part god, that doesn't erase who you are. You're still you."

Mash stepped forward, her expression filled with concern. "Senpai, you've always been a mix of many things. Ever since you became the last Master of Chaldea, you've adapted, changed, and gained powers that no ordinary human could wield. But through it all, you remained Ritsuka—our Ritsuka. You're more than just the sum of your powers. What you feel, how you care for us, how you protect humanity—that's what makes you who you are."

Ophelia adjusted her glasses, her analytical mind already processing Ritsuka's concerns. "You've been touched by so many different forces. Mana manipulation, divine energy, the influence of the sun—these are immense powers that could warp anyone's sense of identity. But you have something stronger than all of that: your will. No matter what you are becoming physically, as long as you hold onto your will, your heart, and your purpose, you're still Ritsuka."

Marie Alter, her dark energy flickering softly around her, spoke next. "Beloved, gods, dragons, and beasts—these are all powerful entities, yes. But even they can be defeated. What makes you different, what makes you dangerous to beings like the Kauravas or Draco, is not just your power. It's your humanity. You've transcended many things, but you still love, you still fight for others. That is what they fear most."

BB let out a sigh, though her voice was softer than usual. "Master, I get it. You've got all these existential questions buzzing around in your head. But look, you're walking a path few can even comprehend. Maybe you are part beast now, maybe you've absorbed the power of a god. But here's the thing—you're still asking the questions. That's human, Ritsuka. The minute you stop caring about what you are and start acting without empathy, that's when you lose yourself. And I don't see that happening anytime soon."

Ritsuka clenched his fists, the power still surging within him, but their words resonated deeply. He was conflicted, torn between what he had become and what he still believed himself to be. The beast inside him, the divine energies, the manipulations from Draco and the Alien God—it all weighed heavily on him. But they were right. Despite everything, he still felt. He still cared.

Kadoc, standing at the edge of the group, stepped forward. His voice was more measured, but there was an understanding in his tone. "Listen, Fujimaru. You're in uncharted territory. Most of us can't even imagine what you're going through. But remember this: you're not defined by the power you've gained. You're defined by what you do with it. No matter what's inside you—dragon, god, beast—it's still your choice that matters."

Anastasia, standing beside him, nodded. "What you are doesn't dictate what you become. If you hold onto your humanity, your sense of purpose, then you'll remain who you've always been. You are a symbol of hope, Ritsuka. For all of us."

Arjuna, quiet until now, finally spoke, his deep voice cutting through the tension. "You may carry the powers of a god, or a dragon, or even the sun itself. But what matters is your dharma. You choose your path. And as long as you walk that path with integrity, it doesn't matter what you are physically. Your soul remains human."

Ritsuka took in all their words, breathing slowly as he tried to process it all. His mind still raced, but he could feel a faint sense of clarity. They were right—he was still making choices. Despite the overwhelming power inside him, despite the conflicting forces trying to pull him in different directions, he was still himself.

He looked down at his hands, the glow of the divine energy fading slightly as he focused his mind. The mana heart still pulsed within him, the sun's energy flowed through his veins, and the beast-like power Draco spoke of still lingered deep inside. But none of that defined him.

"I don't know what I'm becoming," Ritsuka admitted, his voice quieter now. "But I know one thing—I'll never stop fighting for what's right. I'll never lose sight of what's important."

He raised his head, meeting the eyes of each of his companions. "You're all right. I may be part god, part dragon, or something else entirely... but I'll hold onto my will, my humanity, for as long as I can."

Mash smiled, her relief evident. "That's the Senpai we know."

BB rolled her eyes but smiled playfully. "There's the stubborn Master we've all come to love."

Marie Alter nodded, her dark energy calming. "We'll be by your side, no matter what you become."

Ophelia adjusted her glasses, a faint smile on her lips. "As long as you have us, you won't lose yourself."

Kama floated closer, her eyes glowing with mischief but also a rare warmth. "No matter what form you take, Ritsuka, you'll always be ours."

Ritsuka took one last deep breath, the weight of his internal conflict lifting slightly. He didn't have all the answers yet. He wasn't sure what his future held or what he might transform into as he continued this journey through the Lostbelt. But for now, he knew one thing: he wasn't alone.

And that was enough.

"Alright," he said, his voice stronger now. "Let's keep moving. We've got more gods to face, and I'm not going to let any of them stand in our way."

Later that Night in the Campfire as the fire burn, as everyone shared there Information about this lost belt, as Ritsuka was cooking the food, Ophelia asked him a question.

Ophelia looked at Ritsuka. "Do you still see your self as a sinner"

Ritsuka stopped and looked at her. "I don't know anymore, before the reset and lost belt the People in I was involved in there death, those were broken worlds that I had to destroy but now I sent two lost belt to space, Anastasia and Charlemagne, and for the Chines lost belt I let Zelretch take care of it, it was already broken so I don't sending to space was going to be a good idea"

Ophelia then looked at him. "Still answer the question".

Ritsuka just looked at her as he then spoke. "No and Yes".

Ophelia raised an eyebrow, clearly not satisfied with his ambiguous answer. The crackling of the campfire seemed to fill the silence for a moment before Ritsuka continued, his voice quieter but filled with a weight that everyone around him could feel.

"I don't see myself as the same sinner I once thought I was," Ritsuka admitted, stirring the pot of food absentmindedly. "Before the reset, before the Lostbelts... I was just trying to save humanity, even if that meant erasing the lives of those who lived in the Singularities or the Lostbelts. It felt like every time I made a decision, it was a choice between life and death, and I always wondered if I was the one who should be making that call."

Ophelia's gaze softened as she listened, but she remained focused on his words. Ritsuka glanced at the flames of the fire, reflecting on the destruction he had been part of.

"But now?" He looked up, meeting Ophelia's eyes. "Now, it's more complicated. Sending those Lostbelts into space... it wasn't about destruction. It was about preserving what was left, even if it wasn't proper human history. It was about giving them a second chance, in a way, even if they'll never return to Earth."

He sighed, his eyes betraying a mixture of guilt and resolve. "I didn't destroy them like I did before. But even then, who am I to decide? I'm still playing god with the lives of entire worlds, and I don't know if that makes me any less of a sinner than I was before."

Ophelia crossed her arms, her expression unreadable as she processed his words. "So, you still think you're carrying that burden, even though you chose a different path this time."

"Yes," Ritsuka replied softly. "I chose a different path, but it doesn't change the fact that I made the decision. Maybe I'm not destroying worlds anymore, but I'm still choosing who gets to live and who doesn't. That power... it weighs on me, Ophelia."

Ophelia was silent for a moment, then she sighed and looked into the fire. "It's not an easy burden to carry, but I think the fact that you're still struggling with it means you haven't lost your humanity. You're still questioning your actions. You're still searching for the right path, even when there might not be one."

Ritsuka nodded, appreciating her words, but the weight in his heart remained. "Maybe. But I think I'll always wonder if I could've done more—if there was another way."

Ophelia looked at him thoughtfully. "And maybe that's what makes you different from the gods you're fighting. You care about the choices you make, even if they come with impossible consequences."

Ritsuka returned to cooking, his mind still lingering on the conversation. "Maybe... maybe that's why I'll keep fighting. Because even if I don't know the answers, I know I have to keep moving forward, for the people who are still counting on me."

As the fire crackled and the night grew darker, the weight of Ritsuka's choices hung over the camp, but in that moment, surrounded by his companions, there was a small comfort in knowing that he didn't carry the burden alone.

To be continued

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