Having traversed countless realms, can you possibly be as clever as me?

"Don't worry, after I've dealt with you, it'll be the turn of those churches. I love killing those hypocritical priests and believers who claim to be divinely benevolent but do all sorts of evil deeds. I'll make you experience the same game I played with the Crusaders."

Church of the Holy Church: ??? !!!

"Hahaha, why do all the occult organizations around here seem to like doing shady things? But, ha, I like it!"

Lucifer seemed to enjoy the process, as he tapped each magician with his hand, like playing whack-a-mole, sending them one after another to hell.

As he lit the candle, he hummed a creepy little tune.

"Hmm~ This one will roll in the sea of ​​fire for ten thousand years, this one will be sent to the end of a universe for endless torture, and this one, this one, all of them, may they all be thrown into the beast pit to be trampled forever..."

Magicians, and even some monarchs, regardless of whether they believed in aristocracy or democracy, what they received as instruction from Solomon, what their so-called dreams were, or what so-called contributions they had made.

Anyway, Lucifer only cares about their sins. Once caught, they are immediately thrown into his hellish playground of fear and ravaged!

This scene terrified countless magicians and powerful figures connected to magicians!

They are indeed fanatics who pursue the root of things, and they portray themselves as if they are all mad scientists—but they are only a very small minority. Most people, after seeing the infinite suffering they are about to fall into, will only be so scared that they wet their pants.

Some magicians, knowing their sins were unforgivable, chose to attempt suicide along with their souls to erase themselves. But this was futile; instead, because of their suicides, Lucifer prematurely cast them into the Fearful Demon Amusement Park for endless adventures and suffering.

Fujimaru Ritsuka seemed about to speak, but before she could utter a word, Lucifer retorted.

"Don't talk about good or bad. You and your organization are probably not qualified to say what's right or wrong based on your stance!"

Fujimaru Ritsuka looked completely bewildered. She didn't know what Lucifer meant, nor did she understand what this title of "self-righteous savior" represented.

But there is no doubt that it was extremely foolish to make wild accusations against the arrogant queen and say that the path she was on was wrong.

"Oh, right, I almost forgot about your place." Lucifer looked at Fujimaru Ritsuka and suddenly smiled.

"To be honest, your fake world is quite interesting! Fake people, fake people, hmm... intriguing. I think I'll go check it out there first!"

Like a child whose attention has been suddenly diverted by a new toy, Lucifer waved his hand and sent a group of magicians to hell to suffer, then immediately disappeared from the scene.

To everyone else, He never left, but only Tsugumi knew that Lucifer had gone to Chaldea, which belonged to the FGO world line, and had done some things.

Fujimaru Ritsuka also sensed it; in this stagnant spacetime, she heard a familiar cry for help.

"Help me...help me...it hurts so much, outside the universe, my companions, who can, who can save me."

—This alien has been continuously sending unknown radio waves into the universe!

—If this torture continues, will she ask her companions for help?

—With only this one sample, the supply will eventually fall short of demand, and this sample will one day become useless!

—Lure, just love luring that other sample over!

—Even though they are aliens, they are still living beings, and they will surely react to the cries of their fellow aliens.

—That's right, as long as we perform more rigorous, more precise, and more innovative surgeries, we will definitely—

That voice is... Olga Marie?

Fujimaru Ritsuka felt confused, bewildered, heartbroken, and pained. Wasn't the director already dead? What could have caused her to utter such a cry for help?

But she was destined never to know the answer to that question, because...

The sound did not come from the present, but from the past, from time that has already occurred.

Why does she sense these things? Because the history acting upon her, this special, unique drifter of pan-human history, is changing.

—Stronger individuals will surely descend upon this planet!

"I'm here~~~" Lucifer's light voice echoed in Fujimaru Ritsuka's mind.

Lucifer descended upon this illusory world. He answered the call and came to this Antarctic base.

Pale, powerless, and hypocritical, a Lostbelt world reflected through a mirror, known as Chaldea.

"Oh, oh, oh, He's here! He's really here!"

"Quickly, find the security forces! Capture this alien!"

"We can obtain more superconducting materials!"

The scientists in Chaldea watched Lucifer descend, cheering wildly with joy and celebrating with each other.

Their minds were filled only with the idea of ​​capturing aliens and studying them diligently—completely devoid of the fear and worry of being destroyed or slaughtered by them.

As they approached, Lucifer tilted his head slightly, looking somewhat endearingly at the dirty hands that were trying to grab Him and dissect Him along with the little girl on the bed.

Is it because they're not thinking straight? How could they do something so stupid and nonsensical?

No, it's simply because—

Lucifer gently swiped his finger, and the next moment, the scientists' bodies were disassembled into countless pieces. They floated in the void, wailing, screaming, and howling, but as they reassembled, they all returned to their previous fanaticism.

What? There are no humans left, just a bunch of 'empty shells' here.

Lucifer clicked his tongue in annoyance.

Lucifer had figured out exactly what the humans in 'Chaldea' were.

They are not human at all; the perfect new humans in Marisbury's mind are nothing but empty shells.

They possess human thoughts, spirit, and actions, but they lack a soul and a true self.

Or to put it more bluntly—

This is a group of 'stereotyped people'

Why are these scientists not afraid that their fellow "aliens" who are being dissected might actually come and photograph them? Because they were created based on the stereotype of scientists, especially scientists from Area 51 in the United States.

Based on humanity's own creations and impressions in this regard, these people are portrayed as people who dissect aliens as soon as they are captured, and who will not hesitate to fire on alien warships for research purposes. The main image is that of a group of scientists who are not afraid of death and will torment aliens. Therefore, these scientists have become so fearless, so reckless, and so cruel.

Because they were stereotyped as being this way, the 'new humans' that Chaldea created, who were merely shells of Marisbury, believed they understood Marisbury's perspective and thus created them, began to imitate and follow this basic framework.

The situation is basically the same in other regions as well.

Lucifer's gaze swept across the world. In the West, everyone was a bunch of kung fu clowns in traditional Chinese jackets, cheongsams, and buns; Americans were mostly fat men or cowboys; the British were all "gentlemen" who greeted each other with long, drawn-out sentences while carrying umbrellas; India…

In short, this is what the world looks like as Maris Billy created.

Humans have no soul, no self; they simply operate according to external impressions and the image that the group expects of them.

Rather than calling them new humans, it would be more appropriate to call them 'pseudo-humans'.

False man, false man... Lucifer found it more and more interesting. His eyes lit up, and he felt that this model was really worth learning from!

If we replace humans with pseudo-humans, wouldn't it be more effective to provoke God's wrath by having them painstakingly steal human souls one by one?!

The demon lords, especially Lucifer, torment mortals not because they need them, but simply because it's fun to mock and provoke Heaven and God.

Lucifer: Minion? Minion? ~~~ Minion that can't even protect the souls of mortals? ~~~

Therefore, in Lucifer's eyes, these fake people were indeed a good idea and a source of amusement.

Hehe, I really want to see how God and Michael would react if they were used to replace humans from other worlds!

Thinking of this, Lucifer revealed a devilish smile, but the smile vanished immediately, replaced by annoyance and coldness.

These hypocrites gave Lucifer a better way to mock God and Heaven, but He was also annoyed and disgusted by them.

What's the point of torturing a soulless human being, a pseudo-human without a self?

Moreover, if Lucifer wants to rule this world and transform it into his own paradise, then these hypocrites are a delicate matter to Him.

Just as Lucifer was pondering, a series of thunderous footsteps sounded, and soon the security guards and military personnel of the research institute arrived.

They pointed their guns at Lucifer, at this 'alien' from their perspective.

But before they could pull the trigger, their appearance changed instantly under Lucifer's gaze.

Body, mind, everything is undergoing an uncontrollable and insane distortion.

Bones, flesh, and every part of the body twisted violently as if they were indescribable.

Some were twisted into pretzels, some turned into toilets, some exploded into a rain of blood, countless eyeballs, branches, and everted internal organs...

In short, they twisted their flesh and postures to an unbearable degree, almost pushing the limits of human tolerance.

These artificial beings, maintaining this distorted posture, seemed to be in extreme pain as a result. They wailed and screamed, unable to return to their original form, experiencing the eternal suffering etched beneath this twisted shell.

Seemingly intrigued, Lucifer smiled and left the base at Area 51 in the United States. When she reappeared, she was in the skies above New York.

Looking down at the bustling, seemingly lively, seemingly civilized, seemingly perfectly normal pseudo-people, Lucifer smiled and gently tugged at his collar.

"BOOM!"

Sigrún has taught at the Iceland University of the Arts as a part-time lecturer since and was Dean of the Department of Fine Art from -. In – she held a research position at Reykjavík Art Museum focusing on the role of women in Icelandic art. She studied fine art at the Icelandic College of Arts and Crafts and at Pratt Institute, New York, and holds BA and MA degrees in art history and philosophy from the University of Iceland. Sigrún lives and works in Iceland.

P.S.: Today, Tuga the fake man saves Olga Marie, and tomorrow it's time to love the old director and give Fate a big update, which will finish writing it all—I'll take this time to check tonight's news. If 2.0 is really over and there's nothing left to do, then I don't need to revise it. But if there is still something left to do, I'll have to revise the content overnight (facepalm). I really don't know if I hope Mushroom will still have anything left to do.

Having transmigrated, the only course of action is killing! : 63. The Warden's Cosmic Transformation Plan (Happy New Year!)

The arrogant king circled the world, and then—he found not a single human.

Yes, that's how it should be, that's how it should be.

Lucifer hijacked the Akasha Records of this world, which is the Root in the magician's words. Everything that happened could not be hidden from the eyes of the King of Pride.

What happens on this timeline is the process of a magician, full of ambition and childlike fantasies, realizing his ideals.

In this finite parallel universe within the solar system, all normally growing branches are monotonous and unremarkable. They may differ in some places, but their overall trajectory will not change drastically.

This is the normal history of human development chosen by the Counter Force, and anything that attempts to insert an "if" result into this and influence the course of the world will be classified as a Lostbelt world.

The inhibitory force will prune these branches to ensure that it supplies more nutrients to the normal world line, thus ensuring the healthy and normal progress of pan-human history.

So, how can someone who wants to alter and modify the world to their ideal form achieve this alteration?

The Celestial Sovereign, Marisbury Animusfiah, has found a solution for humanity.

Using the magic and technology of the Celestial Science Department, as well as the assets accumulated by Animusphia over a thousand years, he created a Lostbelt for the Fifth Holy Grail War in Fuyuki City, ensuring his absolute victory within it, and ultimately having this Lostbelt cover the original Fifth Holy Grail War in Fuyuki City.

This is a timeline where the Fuyuki Holy Grail was not corrupted by the Avengers during the Third Holy Grail War, thus rendering it useless.

Because it's just a matter of altering and overwriting a single city, the priority of the suppression mechanism is the lowest. In fact, this 'evidence of crime' might never have been discovered if it hadn't brought down a certain male god.

After all, different parallel worlds are born and arrive in this multiverse every moment. Compared to those troublesome worlds, a singularity that merely alters the size of a city is not worth the Counter Force's special targeting.

This act of stealing a chicken led to a significant deviation from the intended outcome.