Kamen Rider Zi-O, Dimensional Descent

This is Aleister's plan: to eradicate the concept of magic from this world.

But in Yan Ming's view, this was a very vague and unfounded reason.

"You deliberately violated moral and ethical issues to forcibly create more than 20,000 clones for this kind of thing? And you let those kinds of magicians run rampant in your city?"

"Don't say that. In the end, none of the more than 20,000 clones died, did they?"

Although this was true, Aleister's words at this moment did not increase Yan Ming's goodwill towards him much.

"As for the problem of that magician, that is one of the things I need to deal with right now."

"What do you mean?"

“There are often magicians like this in this city now, and they often do things that harm my students.”

"That's why I brought in professionals to take charge of fighting them."

Professionals, huh...

The images of Touma Kamijou and Stiyl immediately flashed into Yan Ming's mind.

"Those two guys were hired by you? Aren't they from Academy City?"

"That guy named Kamijou Touma is a student of mine in this city, while Stiyl Magnus is a magician from the Anglican Church."

Seemingly sensing Yan Ming's thoughts, Aleister continued.

"Don't assume that the person chosen to deal with the invaders was just randomly selected. It's understandable that you might have such thoughts because you don't yet understand the relationship between magic and science."

"What does that mean?"

"Between the science and magic camps, an agreement has been reached that 'there will be no violent clashes between them.' Superpowered individuals will not easily defeat magicians, and magicians will not easily defeat superpowered individuals... Otherwise, this simple relationship would ignite a conflict between the two camps."

"In that case, a war-like relationship, like a world war, will arise between the magic side and the science side."

"However, on the magical side, the Church of Necessary Evil of the Anglican Church... they are specifically responsible for dealing with magicians who try to incite such riots, so having their people handle it will avoid this problem. As for the scientific side..."

Aleister seemed to pause slightly after speaking.

"Touma Kamijou is essentially neither a science nor a magician."

"...Does that mean a third faction, or a neutral position?"

"He's a smart man. That's why, as a student of Academy City, he was able to stop that alchemist."

Upon careful recollection, Yan Ming's understanding of Kamijou Touma seemed to consist only of his right hand, a hand capable of erasing all kinds of supernatural powers.

It seems to be able to erase not only superpowers and magic, but even the special attack effects released by these Kamen Riders.

The only thing that cannot be erased is the secondary or physical phenomenon... The boy with this right hand is not defined by any particular faction.

It is indeed most appropriate for these neutral individuals to handle incidents caused by outsiders.

but--

"I have one last question."

Looking at Aleister, Yan Ming directly voiced his doubts.

"Who exactly is Kamijou Touma?"

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Volume 5 of A Certain Magical Index: Chapter 145 The Whole World Has Been Replaced

The two looked at each other.

Yan Ming noticed that the atmosphere seemed to change after the question was raised.

"As you can see, he's just an ordinary high school student attending school normally, Level 0, no ability (Level 0)."

"Are you trying to fool some idiot?"

Or rather, after seeing Touma Kamijou's previous performance, even a fool probably wouldn't think he's just a simple powerless person.

"What I said is true, because as things stand, he is indeed just an ordinary high school student."

Touma Kamijou's right hand possesses a strange power that can erase all kinds of supernatural abilities, which alone is enough to place him among the ranks of ordinary high school students.

"But that's not a superpower produced in Academy City, nor is it magic."

"Could it be a power he was born with?"

"Who knows? All I know is that the power is currently only at this stage."

Aleister's expression remained unchanged, from which Yan Ming could not determine whether the other party was lying or telling the truth.

"He hasn't mastered the correct way to use that power yet."

"Only when he truly finds out how to use this power can he truly awaken... but at his current level, he can only be called an ordinary high school student."

"In any case, you don't need to be wary of him."

…That's what Aleister said.

It's probably a mix of truth and falsehood. Yan Ming doesn't believe that someone who can become a city administrator, or even a member of the scientific community, with such a cunning and shrewd personality, could possibly truthfully tell him all the information.

But Yan Ming also had his own thoughts.

Because in the previous battle, the boy Touma Kamijou's purpose in fighting was indeed to protect the girl named Index and save the students in Misawa Academy, which is beyond doubt.

That wasn't an act; it was a genuine expression of his thoughts, which is why Yan Ming was willing to believe him.

But he couldn't trust Aleister.

Nevertheless... there's not much that can be done right now. Yan Ming knows that Aleister is unwilling to tell him the whole truth, so even if he beats him to the point of near death, he definitely won't tell him.

Moreover, Yan Ming did not believe that Aleister was an easy opponent.

To be honest, Yan Ming couldn't see through him.

Yan Ming knew exactly how strong he was, but precisely because he was strong enough, he should calmly consider the gap between himself and others.

The feeling Aleister gave him was one of frailty at first glance, but not quite, a very ambiguous feeling.

This feeling made Yan Ming very uncomfortable. He couldn't see through the other party, and this alone was enough to prevent him from making a rash move.

Although he never intended to become or deliberately become any so-called Demon King, Woz was right; his current identity was that of a king.

It is precisely because of this identity that he should be even more careful about the consequences of every decision he makes.

Those who think they are powerful and therefore disregard all their enemies, and who readily flaunt their strength, are the truly weak and laughable clowns.

"What are your plans next? Will you continue doing those things that bother me?"

"I just saw someone harming others, so I went to stop him, it's that simple."

There's nothing more to ask.

Yan Ming turned around, drew back an aurora-like curtain, and walked out without looking back.

"If doing this makes you unhappy, then come and stop me yourself. I'm waiting for you."

After stepping into the aurora curtain, Yan Ming disappeared from the spot.

The building returned to its usual silence once again.

Until, a few minutes later.

A very strange sound suddenly rang out from the space.

Are you trying to provoke me?

It was like Aleister's voice, indistinguishable as either male or female.

It sounded very deep and magnetic, and you could even hear all sorts of strange noises mixed in with the voice.

“You deliberately told that young man not to do these things, but he certainly couldn’t just sit idly by and watch what was happening in front of him.”

"The more it interferes, the more it will get involved in the conflict between magic and science. In that case, it will become... I mean, it will be noticed. Letting it interfere is like forcibly inserting this power into the conflict between science and magic... I mean, war."

“Always using old-fashioned things is outdated; my plan needs some fresh blood.”

"You'll get what you deserve sooner or later, Aleister."

The words spoken by that voice sounded like a curse.

"You'll die sooner or later, it's all your own fault."

“I died long ago, after I left that city called England.”

Without realizing it, Aleister's voice began to carry a hint of personal emotion, something he hadn't done in a long time.

This feeling is called—nostalgia.

"A hundred years ago, the battle on Bryce Road claimed the life of the sorcerer Aleister Crowley, who died there forever, within the organization known as the 'Golden Dawn.'"

"Oh, that's all in the past."

Simple emotional fluctuations can always make people feel happy.

However, Aleister became even more somber because of this little bit of lyricism.

All sound in the room vanished, and darkness and silence once again enveloped this sturdy fortress that had been shrouded in darkness for decades.

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Aleister… Aleister… Why does this name sound so familiar?

After leaving the Aleister building, Yan Ming returned to his apartment. Then Gates and Woz urged him to eat quickly. Then Yan Ming cooked for everyone, and they ate together. Finally, because it was too hot, they turned on the air conditioner and sat there doing nothing—a boring daily routine.

However—there are many points worth noting here.

First, there's the name of the chairman—Aleister Crowley.

Yan Ming finally figured out the origin of the name: it was the name of one of the members of the Golden Dawn, a very famous magical society in London, England, as recorded in historical records.

But why would Academy City, a representative of the scientific side, have such a name?

Is it a coincidence? Or is he the real Aleister himself?

Even if that were the case, it probably wouldn't matter. Yan Ming didn't know what kind of person Aleister Crowley was in this world... that man from London, England. However, in his world, this guy was just a dead old man who worshipped so-called magic. Because he had also written all sorts of bizarre and erotic books, it wouldn't be an exaggeration to call him a pervert.

In short, the name is a starting point, but Yan Ming still couldn't figure out why this city would be related to a magical society like that.

After all, it's rather strange that magicians are the builders of famous cities on the scientific side.

"So what should we do next?"

"With the primary goal of perfecting the content of this book, we will continue to explore this world!"

Although Wozniak said so, neither Yan Ming nor Gates knew what the so-called exploration was supposed to entail.

Over the next few days, the group wandered around Academy City, hoping to encounter something that would inspire them, but the things they did encounter were nothing more than minor squabbles.

These are the kinds of things they've been dealing with these past few days: kids' toys falling into stinky ditches and not being able to get them out, thugs harassing young girls in the street, and automatic cleaning robots going berserk.

There really isn't any noteworthy event that could further enrich the content of the Omaguchi Advent Calendar: KT books.

"That's good, because if nothing happens, it means the city can be more peaceful."

"But, my Demon King... if that's the case, we'll have to spend even more time staying in this world."

When Woz said this to Yan Ming, Yan Ming responded with these words.

"To me, it would be a distortion of the truth to deliberately create major, disruptive events in order to achieve our primary objectives."

Yes, for Yan Ming, traveling to various worlds with Woz to record the Oma Tales: KT was merely a side project.

He wouldn't treat this as his primary task. If he were forced to create various major events worth recording just to complete the book's content, he would never do it.

The reason Yan Ming traveled with Woz was that it would give him power, allowing him to better protect more people around the world.

His power was definitely not used for mere destruction.

Unable to resist Yan Ming's explanation, Wozniak could only sigh and spend many days idly in the city with Gates.

Today should be just another day.

After getting up in the morning, Yan Ming, Gates, and Woz came to the living room together.

"How many days have we been doing nothing? Why is it only now that we've heard from Sougo?!"

"Please be prepared, Gates-kun, I bet even after several more worlds, there won't be much progress..."

"Stop joking! I didn't come here with you guys to waste time like this!"

That being said, Gates was currently just lounging on the sofa, looking incredibly lazy.