What more does it do

Shiro X then looked at Ritsuka. "So what special thing can they Marble Phantasm do"

Ritsuka just looked at him. "Right each Marble Phantasm does something unique, will other then feeling my powers are the most highest level possible don't know".

Shirou X nodded, crossing his arms thoughtfully. "Every Marble Phantasm has its own unique characteristics. They can manifest different abilities based on the user's will and the nature of the world they come from. We need to understand what yours can do."

Ritsuka furrowed his brow, trying to recall the sensations he felt during the battle. "I felt a connection to the land, the memories of its people. It's like I can sense their hopes and fears," he mused. "Maybe I can channel their energy to boost our powers or perhaps even restore something lost."

Kama stepped forward, her curiosity piqued. "Can you try to summon it again? Let's see if we can unlock its potential together!"

Ritsuka nodded, taking a deep breath to center himself. He focused on the warmth radiating from within him, calling forth the energy of the Indian Lostbelt. "Alright, let's see what we can do. Sun Drive!"

As he chanted, the familiar glow enveloped him once more, illuminating the area around them. The sunlight seemed to pulse with life, and for a moment, he could see echoes of the past—the warriors, the landscapes, and the stories that defined this Lostbelt.

Ritsuka felt an overwhelming surge of energy, and he directed it outward. A golden beam shot into the sky, illuminating the clouds and casting a warm glow over his companions. The light coalesced, creating ethereal images of the legendary figures of the Indian mythology—Surya, Karna, and others—each shining with brilliance.

"Wow!" Ophelia exclaimed, eyes wide with wonder. "It's like you're calling upon their spirits!"

"Yes, but it feels different," Ritsuka replied, concentrating on maintaining the connection. "It's like I can share their strength with all of you."

As he focused, he felt a powerful wave of energy wash over the group, granting them heightened abilities temporarily. Mash's shield glowed brighter, reinforcing her defenses, while Kama's blades shimmered with an intensified aura. Kadoc felt a rush of speed and agility, his movements becoming almost graceful.

"This is amazing!" Kadoc shouted, testing his newfound abilities with a series of swift strikes in the air. "I feel like I could take on an army!"

Shirou X grinned. "That's the power of a Marble Phantasm! The potential for each person's growth is exponential when it's fully realized. But be careful—too much power can be dangerous."

Ritsuka nodded, maintaining his concentration. "I can feel it pushing against me. I need to control it, or I could lose it."

"Focus, Ritsuka!" Mash encouraged, placing her hand on his shoulder. "We're all here with you. You can do this!"

With their encouragement fueling him, Ritsuka channeled the energy, feeling the connection to the Lostbelt deepen. "I ask for the strength of my ancestors! I will not let their legacy fade! Sun Drive!"

The golden light intensified, casting long shadows and filling the area with warmth. Suddenly, the images of the heroes solidified, taking form beside Ritsuka as spectral allies ready for battle.

Ritsuka's eyes widened. "Wait… I can summon them as allies?"

Shirou X nodded, impressed. "That's an incredible ability! You can call upon the memories of the past to aid you in battle. This is a game changer!"

The figures of Surya and Karna stood proud beside Ritsuka, their presence reassuring. They looked down at him, nodding as if to say they would fight alongside him. Ritsuka felt a surge of confidence, knowing he had the strength of legends at his back.

"Let's test this power," Ritsuka declared, feeling the energy hum with potential. "We'll see how much I can summon!"

He pointed his sword towards the horizon, focusing on the next challenge ahead. "We'll need all the help we can get. Let's move forward and face whatever comes our way!"

Ritsuka then took a deep breath activated his Umbrel summons. "Time to use my real Pocket Army, Arise"

As then the entirety of Ritsuka Shadow army was shown up, as each of them were ready to fight not just that but looked stronger.

Kadoc just looked at all them. "They all have gotten stronger"

Marie alter them came out Ritsuka Shadow. "It looks like it also effected me, will I am part my beloved Ritsuka Umbrel summons"

The shadows surged forth, filling the desolate landscape with a swirling mass of energy. Ritsuka's shadow army emerged, each figure more imposing than before, their eyes gleaming with determination. The familiar silhouettes of his allies took form, enhanced by the power of the Marble Phantasm and his connection to the Indian Lostbelt.

"Wow," Kadoc murmured, taking a step back as he surveyed the increased strength radiating from Ritsuka's army. "I didn't think it was possible for them to get stronger just by being summoned."

Ritsuka grinned, feeling a surge of pride. "Every time I summon them, they grow. It's like they absorb my experiences and the energy from the Lostbelt. This is just the beginning!"

Marie Alter, emerging confidently from the shadows, smirked as she twirled her weapon. "It looks like my beloved Ritsuka's influence has empowered me as well. I can feel the darkness coursing through me, enhancing my abilities."

Kama raised an eyebrow, intrigued. "So you can draw upon this power during battle? That's quite the advantage. But can you control it all at once?"

Ritsuka nodded, focusing on the mass of shadows before him. "As long as I stay connected and maintain my concentration, I can direct them however I need. Let's see just how much we can push this!"

With a commanding voice, Ritsuka raised his sword high. "Shadow army, prepare for battle! We have a world to save and lost legends to restore!"

The shadows shifted, forming into organized lines, each unit ready for Ritsuka's commands. Ritsuka could feel their collective energy, the bond between him and his army stronger than ever.

Shirou X stepped forward, assessing the situation. "This is incredible, Ritsuka. But remember, more power means more responsibility. You have to lead them wisely."

"Right," Ritsuka replied, taking a deep breath to steady himself. "I'll focus on strategy while also using my Marble Phantasm. Together, we'll face whatever challenges await us."

As Ritsuka strategized, Mash looked at the shadow army, her heart swelling with determination. "We believe in you, Senpai. With this army and your power, we can take on anything."

The tension in the air was palpable as Ritsuka harnessed his abilities, his Marble Phantasm shining brightly alongside his shadow army. He could feel the echoes of the Indian Lostbelt resonating within him, urging him onward.

"Let's move out!" he commanded, his voice ringing with authority. "Our path is clear. We'll reclaim what was lost and make our stand against the darkness!"

With that, Ritsuka charged forward, his shadow army following closely behind, a wave of darkness and light ready to face the next challenge. They were a force to be reckoned with, united under Ritsuka's command, and driven by the legacy of those who came before him.

As they traversed the bleached earth of the Indian Lostbelt, a new determination ignited within them. Together, they would forge a path toward victory, no matter the cost.

Later The atmosphere in Chaldea was vibrant, filled with laughter and cheers as everyone gathered to celebrate Ritsuka's ascension to godhood and the nearing restoration of Proper Human History. Colorful banners adorned the hall, and tables overflowed with food and drinks, the celebratory spirit palpable.

Ritsuka tried to grab a glass of wine from the table, only to have it swiftly snatched away by Aozaki. "Really, Sensei?" he exclaimed, his disappointment evident.

Aozaki gave him a stern look. "Last time you drank, you ended up in bed with both Mash and Ophelia. Do you really want a repeat of that?"

Ritsuka rolled his eyes, a smirk on his face. "Come on! I'm a dragon now. I can handle my alcohol."

Aozaki crossed her arms, unimpressed. "I'm just trying to figure out how I'm going to explain this to your parents. 'Hey, so um, yeah, your son is a dragon god now. The same son I promised to bring back in one piece after his training is over, the same son you haven't seen since he was nine.' Good luck with that!"

Ritsuka chuckled, the image of his parents' bewildered faces bringing a smile to his lips. "I mean, it's not like I planned for any of this to happen. But hey, if they can handle me being a hero, they can handle me being a dragon god."

At that moment, Mash approached, her cheeks slightly flushed from the festivities. "Senpai, do you really think they'll understand?"

"Probably not," Ritsuka admitted with a sigh. "But I'm sure they'll be proud of what I've accomplished. And besides, they've always known I was destined for something special."

Ophelia joined them, her eyes sparkling with mischief. "At least we can assure them that you're still the same Ritsuka. Just with a bit more... flair."

The three of them shared a laugh, the camaraderie lifting their spirits. As the evening continued, their friends gathered around, raising their glasses in a toast to Ritsuka.

"To Ritsuka, our dragon god and hero!" someone shouted.

Cheers erupted around the hall, and Ritsuka felt a warmth spread through him. It was moments like these that reminded him of the bonds they had formed—how far they had come, and how much further they had to go.

With a grin, Ritsuka finally managed to swipe a glass of sparkling cider when Aozaki wasn't looking. "I may not be able to drink wine, but I'll make do with this."

Da Vinci walked over, her eyes twinkling with excitement. "You know, Ritsuka, becoming a god means you'll have a lot more responsibilities. Have you thought about what that means for you and the team?"

"I have," Ritsuka replied, his tone turning serious. "But I also believe that together, we can handle whatever comes next. We've faced so much already, and we're only three Lostbelts away from bringing back Proper Human History. We can't let anything hold us back."

"Exactly!" Mash chimed in, her resolve evident. "We'll keep pushing forward. Together."

"Together," echoed Ophelia, her smile infectious.

As the celebration continued into the night, Ritsuka felt a renewed sense of purpose. He was no longer just a hero; he was a symbol of hope for his friends and humanity. With his shadow army at his back and his allies beside him, he was ready to face whatever challenges awaited, determined to reclaim the world they fought for.

Ritsuka then looked at Medusa who was in corner. "Enjoy this, I will be um going some where"

He walked to were Medusa was, as he drinked his drink as he stand next to her.

Medusa looked at him. "Oh um Master"

Ritsuka just looked at her. "Not a party girl are you".

Medusa looked at him. "Yeah and about the hamre thing, it is still a no"

Ritsuka just signed. "Medusa, you love and I love and all the girls I love are in my harem so why not join"

Medusa just gave him a soft smile. "You want to make all them happy, but I am not ok with it, if we were supposed to hook up, I only want it to be and you"

Ritsuka leaned against the wall beside Medusa, taking a sip of his drink while he considered her words. The laughter and cheers of the party faded into the background as he focused on her.

"Medusa," he said softly, "I understand where you're coming from. But I can't change how I feel about all of you. It's not just about romance; it's about the connections we share."

Medusa's gaze fell to the floor, her expression contemplative. "I know you care for all of us, but I just... I can't help but feel jealous. You mean a lot to me, Ritsuka. I don't want to share you."

Ritsuka felt a pang of regret at her words. He reached out and gently tilted her chin up so their eyes met. "You don't have to share me to be part of my life. My feelings for you are genuine. It's just... complicated. But I want you to be happy."

She sighed, her shoulders slumping slightly. "Happiness for you means having multiple relationships. I'm just not comfortable with that, especially when I want to be with you in my own way."

Ritsuka's heart ached at her vulnerability. "You don't have to feel pressured to join my harem if it's not what you want. I care about you, and I want you to feel secure in our bond. Maybe it doesn't have to be so black and white."

Medusa looked up at him, her violet eyes searching his for sincerity. "You really mean that?"

"Absolutely. You're not just another member of my harem; you're someone who holds a special place in my heart," he affirmed, hoping to reassure her. "We can take this one step at a time. If it's just the two of us for now, I'm okay with that."

A soft blush crept onto Medusa's cheeks, and she managed a shy smile. "I appreciate that, Ritsuka. I just want to be certain about where we stand. I don't want to lose you to someone else."

"You won't," Ritsuka promised, his tone earnest. "No matter what happens, you'll always have a place by my side. I'll make sure of it."

As the tension in her shoulders eased, Medusa felt a warmth spread through her. "Thank you, Master. That means a lot to me."

Ritsuka nodded, feeling relieved. "Now, let's enjoy the party a bit. You might not be a party girl, but I think you could use a little fun. Just this once."

Medusa chuckled softly, her mood lifting. "Alright, I'll give it a try. But only because it's you."

With that, they made their way back toward the festivities. Ritsuka felt lighter knowing he had reassured Medusa, even if only for a moment. He knew that navigating the complexities of love and relationships wouldn't be easy, but he was determined to keep his promises to all the women he cherished, starting with Medusa.

Medusa then finished her drink, as she made a hick up. "I really am a light weight, hick funny part is I am greek servant hick haha"

Ritsuka chuckles as he looked at her. "I thought servant can't get drunk"

Medusa giggled, leaning against the wall for support. "Well, I guess I'm a special case. You know, being a Gorgon and all. I'm not just a servant; I'm a mythical being with my own quirks."

Ritsuka raised an eyebrow, amused. "So you're saying your legendary status gives you a drinking problem?"

"Something like that!" she replied, her laughter infectious. "Besides, it's nice to let loose every once in a while. It's been a long time since I felt this carefree."

Ritsuka smiled, seeing her relaxed and happy. "I get that. But just remember, if you start turning anyone to stone, I'm not jumping in front of them this time. I've learned my lesson."

"Deal," she said, holding up her glass in a mock toast. "But only if you promise to keep me away from too much wine. I don't want to turn the party into a petrified disaster!"

"Sounds like a plan," he agreed, clinking his cup against hers. "Now, how about we join the dance floor before you get any more adventurous?"

"Lead the way, Master!" Medusa said, a playful glint in her eyes as they headed towards the crowd.

To be continued

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