In the vast emptiness of space-
Or was it the void?
He didn't really know, all Ryuta knew was the he had cut through the void, gambling his entire existence on that one chance-
To escape and-
Prevent the purge…
It was a common trope in the Nasuverse, the "World" pruning things from existence-
Ending up with the creation of Lostbelts is the best case scenario but… even such a state was not truly-
Living.
He had lived for years in that world, he was born an orphan, raised by warriors, learned magecraft and all that ended with him becoming a legendary officer serving under Oda Nobunaga at the age of 21.
This Nobunaga was not a man but a woman, the same woman that appeared in FGO, but-
"I guess that was the start of it all…"
A false reality, a reflection that should not exist-
Ryuta knew that the world he was living in should end up being pruned, it was in a worst state than the world of Samurai Remnant but-
"Is it wrong to care?"
He thought to himself as he recalled the people in the world he had just left-
"James Barthomeloi… I pray your method works…"
He thought recalling the method he had just used-
It was a simple yet complex ritual, one that separated his existence from the world, but at the same time, he took all the "pruning targets" along with him.
He did not take any powers, or people, all he did was redirect all the inconsistencies to his own existence.
It sounds like a godlike ability, a technique bordering the realm of true magic but-
"A mere party trick"
Is what James had called it, nothing more than an illusion that allowed a reality to exist under the radar-
Of course, the reality would be prone to chaos, in fact, since it was separate from "Proper Human History" it was bound to face dangers far greater but-
"With my existence as a price… it should stay safe… at least- until all those who remember me perish…"
It was nothing more than a small wish, an illusion that would last only until all that he cared about vanished.
He would protect them to the end… at least… those that really mattered to him-
Ryuta had taken that risk, he knew what was coming and he knew that he may not be able to truly- Survive.
But- unlike the greedy James Barthomeloi, Ryuta was already satisfied with his life.
So long as he knew that his death was not in vain-
So long as he accepted his death, he was going to be fine.
"Whether I reach a new world or not does not matter anymore… I've done my all…"
He thought as he drifted to sleep but it was at this moment that he felt a pull.
"?"
He opened his eyes, a bright white light had enveloped him as he felt the feeling of his body returning to earth.
Gravity-
Air-
And… wine?
As his vision stabilized, the scene before him turned clear, standing in front of Ryuta were two women-
One had a head of short red hair, she wore a white button up shirt and pair of black trousers, her hands were covered in elbow length gloves while an eye patch covered her right eye.
Beside her, a well endowed… woman?
A little?- girl?
A…
Ryuta did not even try to make sense of the abomination that was a short stack dressed in what could only be described as- "pedo bait".
Instead he scanned the surroundings, he found that he still wore the same clothes he had on when he left the Nasuverse-
'At least I'm not naked'
He thought to himself as he recalled the isekai plotlines of reincarnating into another world naked-
That said, he also did experience the same thing but in the body of a baby…
Ryuta focused his attention back on the two "women". His gaze wandered on them both, scanning for anything that would tell him what kind of world he was in.
Alas, the only thing that caught his eye was-
'Is that- a ribbon… for boobs?'
Ryuta was shocked, he saw the blue ribbon that went under the huge pair of melons attached to a petite body. From the looks of it, she didn't even wear a bra!
'But she has ribbons right?'
He thought to himself as he found his target-
'The tomboy's pretty serious looking, from what I could tell she probably went through hell. Maybe a guildmaster or something? She obviously has a story… she won't react… unless… nah~ most stories would have the girl do the reacting-'
As he organized his thoughts, the poker face that Ryuta had maintained shifted, his gaze sharpened as he turned towards the little girl-
"Are you… my master?"
'Hm? Is that the language of this world? James Barthomeloi… you are a legend! A legend I say!'
He said the iconic line, while his mind raved about a different one, though his gaze, still firm and serious, watched on as the black haired girl with twin tails start to panic-
"It seems we have an interesting visitor"
The tomboy mused while Ryuta turned to her and asked-
"Is it you?"
But the tomboy shook her head as she responded-
"Hm? Nope"
Ryuta nodded as he turned back to the girl saying-
"Then-"
But his words were cut of as the tomboy interjected asking-
"How about you choose?"
Her words caused Ryuta to pause, his gaze firm as he declared.
"That's not how it works"
But to his words, the tomboy answered back-
"But it is"
Her smile held a plethora of meanings and Ryuta, ever perceptive of the thoughts of proud, independent and self-built women paused. He stopped playing around as anymore could cause problems.
As such, he decided to bend the knee, he gave up and asked-
"May I know why?"
As so began Ryuta's journey, in a world where God's, swords and magic exists… his life would be forever changed from this encounter but for now…
"How about you make your choice?"
"I choose the lo- the young lady over here"
"..."
"..."
-he chose the eye-catching, young lady.
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