[ Ritsuka Fujimaru POV]
Darkness.
Not the kind born from a flicked switch or the setting of the sun, but something far more old, more horrifying. It wrapped around everything...him....like a burial shroud stitched by the stars.
It was cold.
Infinite.
But not empty.
There was no gravity, no up or down. No beginning. No end.
Just the void.
The lullaby of nothingness.
The pause between existence and annihilation.
And Ritsuka Fujimaru… was drifting within it.
He didn't resist.
He didn't want to.
Let me sleep.
The echoes of a thousand dying worlds, the screams of gods, the tears of people he'd killed with mercy or duty ....they all faded. The burdens that broke countless heroes had become his skin, his breath.
But now… it was all melting away.
He forgot Chaldea.
He forgot Da Vinci.
He forgot Mash.
He forgot Hakuno.
He even forgot himself.
And yet—
"Master."
The word echoed like a ripple through the stillness.
Ritsuka blinked.
Darkness peeled back, revealing himself falling. He didn't feel his weight, only the emptiness of his spirit soul. Below him… more black. But then....there was Abigail.
She was falling too, upside down relative to him, her arms outstretched as the stars bled violet light and whispers scratched at the edge of hearing.
"Master, don't listen to them!"
She looked desperate.
And then the screams returned.
He clutched his ears, heart pounding ...howling, echoing voices...voices too ancient, too wrong, crawling between thoughts.
"Azathoth is dragging you back into her," Abby warned, her hair floating like threads of void silk. "You need to act now! Please, use your Command Seals… summon me. My real self!"
The gap between them widened. She was reaching. He was falling too fast.
"Please!"
Ritsuka felt pain but he remembered the words of Hakuno.
'I promised to Hakuno'
His will gave him the strength to not get the madness of outer gods in his brain and corrupt his soul.
Ritsuka looked at his glowing Command Seals. Even in this impossible space, they burned bright across his hand.
"I summon you...Abigail Williams. Answer my call."
With that final command, the seals ignited.
Abby vanished in blinding white. And in her place came Abigail Williams, Foreigner-class, full-powered, eyes glowing with eldritch light, hair flowing like ink across the stars.
Tentacles whipped from her form, snapping through the abyss, and one wrapped tightly around Ritsuka's body....dragging him upward at impossible speed.
They crashed through a wall of fog that screamed like it was alive.
Then....
solid ground.
Ritsuka gasped as his boots hit the floor. He steadied himself, Abby withdrawing her limbs as they stood amid an eerie new world.
The sky above them swirled with cosmic rivers....like the Milky Way cut open, bleeding stars. Portals rippled open and closed, drifting across the sky. But these weren't normal dimensional tears....each shimmered with tentacles, whispering and blinking before vanishing into unknowable spaces.
The ground was fog. Not mist, but something living. It moved when they stepped.
"…What is this place?" Ritsuka asked, eyes scanning the impossible skyline.
Abby stood quietly beside him, her dress fluttering despite the stillness.
"Master… this is your domain," she said.
Ritsuka blinked. "What?"
"You don't remember, but this space belongs to you. You know the truth that master can be summoned in any class. With Grand status. A throne you never claimed in our world. The realm born from what you've become after coming to this world."
He turned to her sharply.
"Abby, what do you mean?"
She hesitated, eyes soft.
"You already know, deep down. You're the Grand Foreigner, Master. The only human who has stood before outer gods and walked away unchanged… but also… not entirely human anymore."
She placed her hand on his hand.
"You are a vessel of Azathoth, the dreaming madness at the center of reality. And this...this place...is the fragment of the void within your soul and her."
Silence fell.
Ritsuka closed his eyes.
And for a moment… he didn't panic.
'…So that's why I've been slipping in and out of dreams. Why I've been waking in dream singularities in past. Why sometimes I can hear things which no-one can hear'
He opened his eyes.
"Makes sense. I was wondering how I kept getting pulled out of normal space in past."
He said it calmly. Like someone who had seen worse because he is.
"I and Hakuno are safe from her for now," he added. "That's all that matters."
Abby looked at him with warmth and pride. And then—
"But don't relax too much, master . She never wakes, but she always pulls. She'll try to drag you down again and again."
Ritsuka smirked.
"Another Outer God trying to collect me? List grown now."
Abby pouted, tentacles coiling slightly.
"I won't let that blind, sleeping old thing take you, Master. I'm your Foreigner. You belong to me."
He laughed quietly, hands in his pockets.
"Of course. Who else could navigate this madness but you, Abby?"
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(Ritsuka POV)
"Anyway… where are we, Abby?" I asked, rubbing my temple. I didn't want to spiral down again. Not right now.
Abby tilted her head, her expression cheerful… almost too cheerful for where we were.
"We're currently standing on the surface of Azathoth's hand, Master."
"...Great."
That explained the cosmic scale. The sky that looked like shattered galaxies. The fog that felt alive. That also meant...
"We need to leave this place. I'd rather not find out what happens if Azathoth twitches in her sleep."
Abby gave a soft laugh, spinning slightly as if dancing to some unknown melody.
"That's up to you, Master. This realm responds to you because… well, technically, you are the vessel. Azathoth's vessel."
I rubbed the back of my neck. 'I really didn't sign up for being an eldritch god's thermos. Hopefully she isn't after my body.'
"Even if it's sealed, that presence is a part of you, Master. And right now, you're… projecting. Like a mental plane...but a part of her's."
I exhaled slowly, steadying myself.
"Alright… So if it's my projection, then all I have to do is burn mana until the connection breaks and I wake up."
"Exactly," Abby beamed. "That, or fall deeper in… and never come back. Either works~."
"…Not funny."
I placed a hand over my heart, preparing to release mana. I didn't want to linger. But then… a stupid idea struck me. And I grinned.
"Wait. If this place is keyed to me… then technically, I should be able to invite someone here. Just as a test."
Abby blinked. "Huh?"
"Let's bring Hakuno's soul here," I said. "Might as well turn this trip to madness into a romantic eldritch picnic. She was the first person I summoned when I landed in this new world after all."
I meant it half-seriously, half-sarcastically. But Abby just smiled.
"Sure~ That sounds like fun. I'll get the tea ready~!"
As she twirled, I activated my Savior-class authority, the subtle divine light from my Saint Graph flaring… but something was off.
"…Abby?"
"Yes, Master?"
"I… might've messed up."
"What do you mean?"
I frowned, stepping back as I felt the wrong sensation echo through my circuits.
"My class isn't functioning properly here. My connection to my skills is all jumbled. I tried to summon Hakuno, but... something went wrong."
I looked down.
The fog was condensing. Shadows rising, humanoid shapes forming from the mist.
"Abby. Into the shadow."
Without a word, Abby's body slipped into my shadow, her tentacles folding behind her like the snap of a blade.
The fog pulsed.
And from it
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[Latveria, Dr. Doom POV]
I walked through Castle Doom's reinforced corridor, my cape swaying behind me.
"Boris."
"Yes, my Lord?"
"Ensure I am not disturbed. I am entering isolation training."
Boris nodded. He was more than a servant. A man I trusted.
"And the man with Vibranium?"
"I will interrogate him tonight. If he holds secrets of Vibranium, I will make him speak the truth."
I entered my chamber, sealing the door behind me with my own coded wards.
And yet...just as I turned...
Fog.
It crept beneath my cloak. I activated countermeasures, but it was too fast.
"What is this?!"
Before I could activate my magic matrix, my vision spun...and my soul was ripped away, leaving my armored body to slump. This shouldn't be possible, I need improve my Armor again.
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[Kamar-Taj, Ancient One POV]
The Time Stone spun in my palm. It has always shown me possibilities. Futures branching like fractals.
And now?
Nothing.
Not black. Not white.
Just… static.
"This is not chaos. It is fate," I murmured.
Something was disturbing time itself. Not hiding from it....interfering with it.
I opened a portal to peer into the threads.
But suddenly...
A Fog.
Unnatural.
"Who dares...."
Then nothing.
My soul was gone.
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[Tokyo, Sakura Tohsaka POV]
"Hmm hmm hmm~♪"
I gently brushed my hair in front of the mirror in my cozy Tokyo apartment. Being a daughter of World Richest Dad in the world wasn't that bad. I had followers, expensive items, and my Best dad.
But I feel something missing in my life, like a void.
"It would be so good if I have a Mutant power of telekinesis, So I don't have to do my physical work."
I looked at the mirror. I felt Envy for my future husband to get a beautiful lady like me. Hope we meet soon.
"Would be nice if something exciting happened though," I yawned.
Fog.
"Oh ahhhh. That's not what I mean."
Before I could blink, my soul was drawn out....my body slumping in the chair like a doll.
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(Narrator POV)
A gray fog hung heavy like centuries of silence, woven with the chill of the unknowable.
Sakura Tohsaka stirred, her violet eyes blinking as her vision returned. Her first instinct was confusion...her body intact, mind untouched, yet… everything around her screamed wrong.
"Where the hell am I…?" she muttered, brushing her hair with instinctive grace, even amidst cosmic horror.
Across the fog, two figures came into focus. A bald woman in ancient robes and a man in armor that gleamed with pride and menace.
The Ancient One. Doctor Doom.
Sakura's eyes widened in disbelief.
"No way... that's Doom! I saw him in News."
Before any of them could piece things together, a fourth presence stepped forward....emerging from the mist as though the world itself bent for him.
Dressed in a clean black suit with a loosened tie over a white shirt, his dark eyes glinted with awareness far beyond his years. The fog danced around him, not touching him. His expression was unreadable....but sharp.
It was Ritsuka Fujimaru.
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[Ritsuka POV]
I stared, dumbfounded, as the fog solidified… and from it emerged three figures.
A man with his Green cape billowing even here, stood like an iron statue.
A bald women with calm but confused, scanning her surroundings.
And
Japanese girl sitting up dazed, looking around with a mildly amused grin.
"What… the hell?" I whispered.
Are those people who going to be Allies of Humanity in Future? I accidentally Summoned them who have the potential to become the allies of humanity. For now I only Summoned 3 people.
"You Doom!" Ancient One hissed sharply, pointing with a blazing hand of light. "You've got a lot of gall standing here after stealing from my sanctum!"
"I only took the Darkhold," Doom said casually, folding his arms. "Knowledge belongs to the worthy. Your students who tried to stop me are worthless."
"And you killed them!"
"They were in the way."
They raised their hands, preparing to strike
....spells sparking between fingers.
I sighed, rubbing my temple. "Of course, I shouldn't expect I will summon normal guys, do we."
Meanwhile, the purple-haired girl blinked as if this was a dream.
"Is that really Doom? No one said he have powers like mutant. Is that....wait, is that... a really handsome guy in a suit is from my hometown!?" her mind raced.
I caught her staring. She quickly turned away, pretending to adjust her sleeve.
I narrowed my eyes, watching her.
'She has the same facial signature as BB… Sakura 5 or Parvati… or Durga…Kama ..no, wait, it's a parallel version of Host body.'
Time to use Wisdom of Humanity.
A golden glow shimmered faintly in my eyes. The information flowed in… and I froze.
'Sakura Tohsaka. Civilian identity. Doesn't know her true heritage. Daughter of The Hand organisation...the same ninja organization that uses an ancient Dead Dragon's corrupted remains to achieve immortality for centuries. And I heard about this hand, when I came to this world from that hydra offer with Big chest'
'The Hand… uses Dragon dead body. So that dragons exists here too. They've weaponized as potions through draconic remains for Eternal life… I need to get to Japan soon.'
I felt anger for thinking about Eternal life.
'Time to burn that shit to ash in Japan of this world'
I clenched my fists.
'I think I hate who doesn't understand the essence of life and death… wait! Let's not think about them now'
My thoughts were interrupted by Doom and Ancient One still squabbling over magical ethics.
'Seriously. As if Morgan, Tonelico, or Aesc wouldn't have wiped the floor with both of them by now. This world's top mages are… yeah, not even close to my wives.'
A proud smile slipped across my lips. Even in the chaos of distortion, my wives still lived rent-free in my thoughts.
Then I spoke..
"Silence."
it wasn't just a word. It carried something.
A command that echoed through the fog, through the bones of gods and ghosts alike.
Even Doctor Doom and The Ancient One… froze.
Not because I cast a spell. But because something deeper in this place...the hand of Azathoth—obeyed me. Which surprised me too.
Their magic failed. Their power collapsed inward, as if their very concepts were... unrecognized.
Then the air changed.
A dark blue aura began to bleed out of my body like ink in water. It shimmered like the night sky, yet felt heavier than gravity.
"Wh-What's that thing coming out of you…?"
Sakura whispered in Japanese, half in awe, half in fear.
Her voice trembled as she covered her mouth.
"Who are you to dare summon Doom himself?" Doom growled, clenching his metal fist.
"Why did you bring us here?" The Ancient One asked, her voice low and sharp. She looked around. 'Even I… cannot access the Dark Dimension here.'
I didn't answer.
Instead, I raised my hand slightly.
With a soft hum, a long bronze table materialized from the ground, stretching through the fog like a divine banquet hall.
Ten high-backed chairs lined each side. Each one shimmered with red constellations...not from Earth, not from any reality.
Unmapped stars. Forgotten outergods.
Even I was caught off guard.
'I was going to use Circe's spell to make simple chairs… but this… this isn't my spell at all. Is this realm responding to my thoughts?'
This space was deeper than I realized. I'd have to test its limits later.
I stepped forward and motioned to the seats.
"We can talk," I said. "Let's not waste energy arguing."
Sakura slowly sat down, her eyes never leaving me. She studied me like I was some forbidden anime character who just stepped into the real world.
She blushed slightly and muttered,
"Are you a mutant…?" then gasped, realizing she was getting too familiar, and covered her mouth again.
Meanwhile, Yao, the Ancient One, narrowed her eyes.
'He's not in any timeline I've seen. He's connected to Outer Gods, yet his existence disrupts the flow of fate. And the girl, Sakura... the one who will one day become host for the Mind Stone… He's trying to influence destiny itself. I must act, before this spirals beyond balance.'
Doom, always unreadable, simply crossed his arms.
"You wear the face of a mortal," he said coldly. "But you speak as one above us. Reveal yourself infornt of Doom."
I smiled gently. This guy have Pride issues. But I understood him better than anyone after learning his history.
I leaned back in my seat, tapping the bronze table with two fingers...tap… tap… tap...each echo like a metronome inside a dying god's dream.
Then, I laced my fingers together and rested my chin on them, looking across the table with calm precision.
"You may address me as…"
I let the fog linger around us for a moment longer.
Let the silence coil into suspense.
Then, finally.
"The Last Master."
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Note: How is the chapter? Finally, Abby joined the story.
I brought Doom and Ancient one to the story, much earlier than og script. Also you will see different version Doom in future when I add Avengers Doomsday movie. Let's not talk about it. Anyway, are you surprised about Doom and Yao entry in the story. Also Ancient one doesn't know Ritsuka because he is anomaly who is interfering with the fate and that's why time stone couldn't able to project future possibilities.
Ofcourse this will change when Dr. Strange will join the story. Only he can see the future. You will understand the reason later. don't ask me about this topic.
As for Sakura, she isn't the sakura of fate but a alternate version of Marvel version. Who didn't go the shit her fate version went through. No rin or Shinji exist here. Only one daughter for her father. She is my oc Sakura and another heroine for Ritsuka. After all Ritsuka is best husband material any girl can dream so this sakura gets best husband. And this is my story in the end. This Sakura have similar way of thinking of fate version but she is totally different. You can already can see it.
Also Azathoth will have main role in whole story until the end. Even if she won't appear in the story.
And yes I took inspiration from Lotm, which is my main inspiration for OG script too. But in past I didn't completely read the Lotm novel but this time I know how to make my story good. All Eldritch gods storyline are my fav.
That's why I made my story in slow progression. Because Lotm taught me so many things. Hope you like it.
With this New power up, Ritsuka is officially one of the TOP 5 Strongest characters in the story, if Ritsuka learn how to full control over Azathoth Hand realm.
Can't wait to write next chapter but you have to wait again. Hope you got it.