Fate's Choice: Livestream at the Start Summoning Billions of Ravens

a few days later.

Hiroshima Peace Memorial Park, the land of cherry blossoms.

This is the epicenter of the first atomic bomb in human history.

The ruins of the atomic bomb-damaged dome, now just a twisted steel frame, stand silently in the heart of a modern city, like a huge, never-healing scar.

Today, a peace prayer ceremony, officially organized by the Republic of Japan and broadcast live globally, is being solemnly held in the square in front of the ruins.

Tens of thousands of citizens and representatives from around the world held white chrysanthemums and stood solemnly.

The Prime Minister of Japan stood in front of a makeshift podium, addressing numerous cameras, and delivered a speech in a somber tone.

"...The tragedy of history must never be repeated. We solemnly appeal to all participants in the Holy Grail War to exercise maximum restraint, replace confrontation with dialogue, and prevent the tragedy of Tokyo from being repeated in any other city..."

His voice echoed through the park via loudspeaker.

Audiences around the world are watching this scene via live webcasts and television news.

The ceremony reached its climax.

At the Prime Minister's command, tens of thousands of white doves, symbols of peace, were released from their cages.

They flapped their wings, forming a white torrent that surged into the sky.

however.

Without any warning, the sky turned pitch black in an instant.

It wasn't the gloomy kind that comes from dark clouds obscuring the sun.

Rather, it is a pure, absolute darkness that devours all light.

It was as if the whole world had been locked inside a sealed black box.

"what!"

"What's going on!"

The crowd in the square was instantly gripped by panic, with screams and cries filling the air.

At the same time, all television channels and online platforms around the world that were broadcasting the ceremony live had their feeds cut off.

Instead, there was a huge, ominous scarlet pattern.

At the center of the design is a black pupil, surrounded by three slowly rotating black magatama.

This eerie pattern occupies hundreds of millions of screens worldwide, coldly watching everyone in front of it.

In the darkness, a figure silently appeared at the highest point of the ruined dome of the atomic bomb-damaged dome.

He wore a dark red ancient suit of armor, reminiscent of the Warring States period, covered in scratches from battles.

The man crossed his arms, his long black hair moving erratically in the still air.

He lowered his head, his cold eyes looking down at the crowd below, which was plunged into chaos and panic by the sudden turn of events.

three seconds.

Just three seconds.

The suffocating darkness suddenly receded.

The bright sunlight shone down on the earth again, as if everything that had just happened was just a collective illusion.

All interrupted live broadcast signals were restored to normal at the same time.

Viewers around the world, through countless cameras, clearly saw the man standing atop the ruins.

Immediately afterwards, a cold and authoritative voice resounded clearly in everyone's ears through all the broadcast systems on site, and even through all the devices around the world that were broadcasting the live stream.

"Assassin, Uchiha Madara, have answered the call."

"Surround him! Quickly!"

The security commander on site was the first to react and issued orders at the top of his lungs.

Police mobile units responsible for perimeter security, along with heavily armed Ground Self-Defense Force special response units, immediately began to tighten their encirclement of the dome from all directions.

The soldiers raised their Type 89 assault rifles, the dark muzzles aimed at the figure on the dome.

Madara Uchiha remained with his arms crossed, not even glancing down at the soldiers rushing towards him.

The pattern in his dark eyes changed.

The three magatama spun rapidly, connecting to form a complex and eerie hexagonal windmill pattern.

Eternal Mangekyou Sharingan.

All armed personnel who entered Madara Uchiha's line of sight, whether police officers or Self-Defense Force soldiers, froze at the same moment in an eerie stillness.

The running posture, the gun-raising gesture, the tense expression on his face—everything was frozen in that moment.

They are still alive, and some are even still conscious.

But their bodies were completely out of control, as if they had been turned into lifelike human sculptures.

Time seemed to have been paused for them.

Madara Uchiha completely ignored the frozen army below and turned his gaze to the peace monument in the center of the park, which was engraved with the names of countless victims.

True peace cannot be obtained by praying amidst ruins.

The words fell.

Madara Uchiha lowered his arms from his chest and, under the gaze of the entire world, began to make a completely incomprehensible gesture.

His hands moved with incredible speed, performing a variety of complex gestures.

Zi, Chou, Yin, Mao, Chen, Si...

Forming hand seals.

next second.

Above the clouds in the sky, a huge black dot appeared out of nowhere and was expanding at an alarming rate.

It was a huge meteorite with a diameter of over thirty meters.

Burning with raging flames from the intense friction with the atmosphere, it tore through the azure sky with a long trail, hurtling straight down toward the center of Hiroshima with a devastating force.

Heaven Shocking Star!

At that moment, military radar systems in all countries around the world simultaneously issued the highest level of air defense alerts.

The piercing alarm blared throughout the Ninth Bureau command center in Beijing, the Pentagon's underground bunker, and the Kremlin's Situation Room...

"Warning! A hypersonic, supermassive object has been detected entering the atmosphere!"

"Target locked! Over Kunihiroshima, Japan!"

"Estimated impact time: 15 seconds!"

"The estimated impact yield... is equivalent to a medium-scale nuclear strike!"

Footage of the meteorite falling was transmitted in real time to the highest command headquarters of every major power in the world via military satellites orbiting in space.

The faces of all the leaders and generals who witnessed this scene instantly drained of color.

Hiroshima City, ground level.

Tens of thousands of people and representatives from various countries looked up, staring blankly at the "celestial body" that was growing larger and larger in their field of vision, falling like the sun.

The end of the world has come.

Despair gripped everyone's heart in an instant.

however.

The meteorite that was powerful enough to wipe an entire city off the map did not directly impact the ground.

It was only one kilometer above the ground.

It stopped abruptly.

There was no deceleration, no buffering.

It hovered abruptly and completely against the laws of physics over Hiroshima.

The raging flames gradually died down, leaving only a huge, suffocating rock with an uneven surface.

Its enormous shadow completely covered the entire city of Hiroshima.

The city turned from daylight to dusk in an instant.

This sense of oppression, hanging precariously between life and death, is far more terrifying than direct destruction.

Madara Uchiha's voice rang out for the third time.

"Fear is what brings true peace."

"War will only end when the world understands what true pain is."

Tokyo, the land of cherry blossoms, "Holy Grail War Countermeasures Headquarters".

On the huge main screen, satellite images clearly showed the meteorite hovering over Hiroshima, and the city below, which looked as tiny as dust.

"Baka!"

Department Head Masao Sakamoto slammed his fist on the control panel, his eyes wide with fury.

He looked at the man standing on the ruins on the screen and felt an unprecedented sense of humiliation and anger.

Masao Sakamoto was an extremely pragmatic person who never believed in tears or prayers.

He grabbed the red encrypted phone on the table and gave the order in an almost roaring voice.

"Order! All F-35 fighters of the 302nd Fighter Squadron stationed at Iwakuni Air Base, immediately load live ammunition and scramble!"

"Target: Unidentified hovering object over Hiroshima! Shoot it down!"

Hiroshima, Peace Park.

Madara Uchiha slowly raised his head.

His gaze pierced through all the camera lenses on site, and through the invisible network signals.

It's as if we're having a cross-space eye contact with everyone in front of the screen, with leaders of every country.

Finally, Madara Uchiha announced his ultimate goal to the world in a tone that declared the truth and left no room for doubt.

"This false world has no value."

"I will use 'Infinite Tsukuyomi' to create an eternal dream world free from all strife."