Help! I changed the gender of the male protagonist in the yandere game.

Chapter 214 This Can't Be Me
Hyakusuke's mind was shrouded in a fog.

He was trapped in the labyrinth of his own memories.

As the monster's power invaded his consciousness, some of the powers that had been sealed away in the past were stripped away.

His consciousness began to penetrate the depths of his inner labyrinth, and images of the past, sealed away, began to emerge.

'...That's impossible?'

He was like a ghost, his eyes wide open, seeing memories that should never have appeared in his mind.

why?
Why do I have this kind of memory in my mind?
Bai Jie floated in mid-air, and he could see an unfamiliar scene as if he were peeking through a crack in the wall.

"A Qilin child!"

"Another Qilin child has been born into the Ziyue clan."

"'The power of the Myriad Phenomena Reflecting the Heavenly Mirror'—this is a legendary talent. Has this child acquired a power similar to that of his clan's ancestor?"

In the main hall of the Ziyue clan's villa, many people present exclaimed in admiration, praising a child who was not yet seven years old.

This is because the child used several special abilities in a single instant, including the blue "purifying flame" that could burn away the remnants of demons, the ice and snow barrier that created the extreme freezing zone, and the "divine weapon creation" that could "create something from nothing" and pull out a demon sword and demon blade wrapped in lightning from the void.
These different supernatural abilities belong to different exorcist families across the island nation, each possessing immense power and representing the pinnacle of their bloodline's evolution.

However, for this seven-year-old child, the power within him known as "Mirroring" allows him to perfectly replicate other people's abilities and skills, and to control them freely at will.

This is truly an extraordinary act, one that would leave many renowned exorcists speechless.

No complicated learning, in-depth study, or arduous practice is required. Just by observing a few things, one can understand the techniques that others have cultivated for a lifetime or that a clan has spent hundreds of years studying. This is the power that this child possesses.

"Of course, after all, I am a 'player' and a time traveler."

The seven-year-old child was delighted by the praise from others, immersed in excitement and joy, knowing that it was only natural.

"...players will gain the power to cheat."

What... what exactly is going on?

Hyakusuke couldn't understand the situation at all, and he shook his head desperately.

'Is this me?'

No, this can't be me!

……

The battlefield on the other side.

White fingers and slender wrists emerged from the shadows. The person hidden in the shadows reached out, grasping a black blade, the tip of which pierced deeply into the monster's chest.

No, it pierced the heart.

Monsters' bodies are not entirely human in structure, but their hearts are still vital organs, serving as the central core for gathering powerful magical energy (demonic energy).

Even though this monster has no sense of pain, having its heart pierced still disrupted the magical circulation within its body, causing its power to become temporarily disordered.

The monster's pupils contracted like snakes, its long, narrow vertical pupils fixed on the blade—a blade that was incredibly long, like a great katana, its cold edge radiating a bone-chilling cold, and a terrifying evil aura swirling around the jet-black longsword.

That aura of evil, cruelty, terror, and despair surged forth in that instant, releasing a powerful image, like the ghost of death or a flock of crows lingering in people's hearts.

"you."

The monster also stretched out its palm and grasped the back of the blade.

This prevented the blade from penetrating any further, and the monster forcibly stopped by gripping the blade with its left hand.

In that instant, everyone present could see very clearly that the number "Twenty-Nine" was engraved on the gold of the blade.

"Who...and why do they possess a part of my body!?"

Even when stabbed in the heart, the legendary great demon, "Demon's Evil Fallen Heaven," who caused the human-demon turmoil 150 years ago, remained completely unmoved.

The only thing that made the monster feel a sense of crisis at that instant was this pitch-black blade.

This is a demonic sword. It is certain that the power sealed within the material used to forge this sword belongs to the author's past self.

Anger surged within the monster's heart. It could imagine the reason: before the "Demon's Fate and Evil Fallen Heaven" was sealed away, a fragment of it had survived and been found and sealed into this demonic sword.

The monster clenched its right fist. Before it could unleash any dangerous magic, the pale hand holding the knife increased its strength, moving faster than the monster. Unrestrained by its left hand, the blade pierced the heart while simultaneously shifting to the right.

Poof!

As blood gushed forth, the dark blade pierced through the chest muscles, and a tearing flash severed the right arm.

The monster retreated, spitting blood. Its skeletal face showed neither fear nor pain, only icy rage.

Its remaining left hand was pulled out, and at close range it released "spatial cutting," capable of penetrating and cutting through everything.

Unlike the previous "spatial distortion," this is a targeted attack that tears the material world apart by severing spatial connections. *Sizzle!*

The void shattered like torn paper, and Bai Jie, who was in front of it, and the demon sword were also destroyed.

However, the hand holding the knife merely swung out the blade, the tip of the blade colliding with the space, and then, an unimaginable scene unfolded.

The pitch-black blade disrupted the spatial slash—no, it should be described as a self-annihilation-like phenomenon. Space was destroyed at that point, and several black lines streaked through the air, as if the "spatial cut" had been deflected. The remaining force shattered space, creating aftershocks.

"...Does the magical wavelengths of the same origin reduce each other's effects?"

Hank, who had been cut in half at the waist, was not dead; a look of shock appeared on his face.

"Spatial Distortion" and "Spatial Cutting" can be considered the highest-level types of magic, belonging to the realm that only super-level magicians can access.

Of course, even geniuses of that kind cannot control such advanced magic at will; they even need to spend time preparing for the activation.

The fact that monsters can instantly unleash such spells at will is already hard to accept, but now this strange demonic sword has destroyed spatial magic with a single swing, how can it not be shocking?

'The power contained within this sword is my own power.'

The monster wasn't too puzzled by what it saw; it understood the underlying principles.

'Because the wavelength of the magic attribute on the blade is consistent with my own, this blade has absolute destructive power against me.'

Whether they are exorcists, demons, or monsters, as long as they descend into this world with flesh and blood, they must abide by the physical laws of this world.

For example, how do exorcists who unleash fire magic from their hands, or dragons that breathe nuclear fusion flames from their throats, protect themselves from being burned to death by their own fire?

The answer is that the wavelength of the spell itself has a natural resistance to the spell's casting, which is the basic condition for the spell to be maintained.

The demon sword is forged from its own flesh and blood, a nemesis of itself. It can withstand and even kill one's own magic.

The wavelengths of spatial magic canceled out from it, and were destroyed by the force of the demonic blade.

"What's the deal with that knife?"

The alchemist's eyes widened as he watched the shadow beneath Hyakusuke's feet wriggle forward like a centipede.

The jet-black greatsword caught up with the monster that was moving backward, and the monster did not hesitate at all, opening up "spatial distortion" at extremely close range, a dangerous defensive measure that would also involve itself.

However, the space that had been stretched and then rapidly contracted was torn apart the instant the blade tip slashed through.

The greatsword slashed down again, cutting into the chest from the right shoulder. The angled strike transformed into a sharp blade that traced a path, splattering blood and nearly cleaving the monster in two.

"it is good."

The monster spat out blood, moved backward, and stretched out its right hand forward. Bone emerged from its palm and quickly grew into a white bone sword.

Two blades flashed, a heavy metallic sound and sparks flying together. The monster leaped to the right to dodge, the blades flipping in the air as the black demonic sword and bone sword clashed once more.

This time, however, the bone sword was also destroyed by the blade, and fragments and the monster's wrist exploded backward.

The next second, a figure leaped out of the darkness. It was a silver-haired girl who raised the katana with both hands and swung it down with all her might.

call out!
The blade flashed down with the force of tearing silk, like a cascading silver waterfall, and once again cleaved the monster's figure in two.

—No, it doesn't feel right.

However, that was just an illusion.

"……amazing."

The monster released phantoms, seized the opportunity to escape, and flew backward as if floating, while its regenerative ability allowed it to regenerate its injured and broken limbs.

"In the long course of time, someone has managed to hurt me again..."

The monster that Mephisto had transformed into instead of being angry laughed.

"This feeling is just amazing."

With a vicious grin, the monster laughed excitedly.

"Well then, I'll have to concentrate a little more from now on... By the way, do you know why the people of this island nation call me Great Tengu?"

The wicked grin turned into a vicious and ferocious smile.

"That's because I control a hell called 'Tengu Path'."

"You are very lucky—"

The monster gracefully spread its hands.

"Next, I will show you with your own eyes this secret technique that transcends the Six Paths of Reincarnation—"

Descend! The Heavenly Dog Path of the Myriad Splendors Sealed Realm Rebirth!
(End of this chapter)