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Final Chapter: A Hand Stretched Out 

The boundary between living and death is terribly ambiguous, depending on the judgement of each person to determine when death has arrived. 

Some people regarded death as when cardiopulmonary functions cease, while others say that it is after the demise of all brain functions. Some people say that even if there was consciousness remaining, it was not necessary what the raw body contains as long as the heart of the person remains—then should be some form of existence left. Well, the last one might feel like escapist sentiments rather than a real definition. 

In an empty field of vision, Isaac · Westcott was idly thinking about such a matters. —If so, he wondered if he could still be considered living now? 

At the very least, cardiopulmonary functions had stopped. It was natural since the majority of his body had already disappeared. Although there was still some conscious thought left, it was uncertain if even his brain had retained its shape. He was just lying on the ground, watching the sky while waiting for his consciousness to stop— 

And so, while these thoughts still lingered, Westcott sneered at himself. 

Between people being alive or dead, he should be regarded as dead since a long time ago. 

Yes, as a human, Isaac Westcott was already dead. What remained here was a wreckage of a pathetic Spirit barely retaining its existence through its reiryoku. His lingering consciousness was proof of having become such a form. 

A force of annihilation between an Angel and Demon King. Being involved at such a close range, this result was natural. There was no indication of <Deus> remaining. It seemed that she had disappeared a little earlier than Westcott. 

The truly loathing feeling of having been rejected in a double suicide, with that in mind Westcott laughed again. Despite not knowing it himself, his facial features were still distorted in the shape of a smile. 

However, it was only a matter of time. Even as a Spirit, he wouldn’t last much longer. Indeed, his consciousness began to dozy off as the pull of the Shinigami’s hand grew closer. 

However— 

“—Ike!” 

At that moment, as if to bring back Westcott’s consciousness, such a voice resounded. 

From the looks of it, Ellen had rushed over with a ghastly pale expression on her face. It seemed that she was safe. 

“Hi……Ellen” 

“Ah, Ike—those……! We have to head for the medical Realizer immediately—” 

Ellen suddenly stopped speaking. Perhaps while covering the voluntary territory to transport Westcott, she had realized it was too late even with the medical Realizer device. 

“A-ahh……” 

Ellen powerlessly fell to the ground. 

Then, as if to match that action— 

“……Ike.” 

Another voice had come calling Westcott’s name. 

It was voice deeper than Ellen. Nonetheless, Westcott soon recognized the person—since besides Ellen, there was only one other person who called Westcott by that nickname. 

“……Ah, Elliot” 

As Westcott responded, at the edge of his sight, a man who was on a wheelchair and a women resembling Ellen had appeared. 

Elliot Woodman and Karen Mathers. The founders of <Ratatoskr> and former compatriots of Westcott. 

“……!” 

Ellen raised her face and glared angrily at Woodman and Karen. It couldn’t be helped. 

Ellen’s grudge against Woodman was different from anyone else. It was enough to be pleased to speak of wanting to kill him. However, Ellen did not sprout curses or leap to attack him. While gritting with the back of her teeth, she instead began to beg. 

“Please—Elliot……Ike……help Ike. If it is you then it is possible right? I will do anything—I’ll listen to whatever you say—please.” 

“…………” 

Seeing Ellen’s tearful appeal, Woodman quietly casted his eyes downward. It was neither a refusal nor an act of malice. Simply—there was nobody in the world who could prevent Westcott from dying now. 

“Ahh……” 

Ellen’s voice was trembling while she shedded tears. Seeing her sister like that, Karen gave a slight heartbreaking look. 

“Fu, fu……what a bother. Did you come to laugh at me, Elliot?” 

“……I came here to see my friend’s death. It that such a funny story, Ike?” 

As Westcott inquired in a hoarse voice, Woodman quietly responded. 

“Oh……that’s right. That was a silly question. Even if the methods were different, you are certainly my friend—besides.” 

Westcott distorted his lips to tell a joke. 

“—We’re fellow comrades who were denied by the same woman.” 

“—” 

Hearing what Westcott had said, Woodman stared blankly for a moment before letting out an abrupt sigh. 

“Haha……for sure.” 

“Fu—fu.” 

Westcott smiled a little as his vision of the world began to blur again. 

Ellen, Karen, Woodman. 

Sworn friends who had their hometown burned and vowed for vengeance together, Westcott’s oldest comrades. Such uniform gazes at Westcott, expressing intentions of sorrow. 

(—Ah—) 

Westcott remembered a strange feeling. 

Memories of his childhood, of when his mother was placed and buried in a coffin. —From his mother’s perspective, the sensation of everyone’s gazes gathering for the funeral service. 

Ellen was crying, Karen was looking down, and Woodman was quietly looking here. 

Different shapes, but there was sadness and mourning filled with despair. 

The looks of his friends, and the fact that he was the one who molded these facial expressions—the fact that he was at the center of this despair. 

—For Westcott, it was comfortable and irresistible. 

(……What……it was so simple……wasn’t it……) 

Magician Isaac · Westcott, with ecstatic excitement, slowly closed his eyes. 

 

“—Shidou! Are you alright, Shidou!” 

“Uh……ah……” 

As his body was being rocked violently, he gradually opened his eyelids. 

Apparently, he seemed to have lost consciousness. As his vague consciousness gradually awakened, the surrounding scenery and his current circumstances began to form a real image. 

First of all, Tohka had been shaking his body. With a worried look, she had been calling out Shidou’s name numerous times. 

No, she wasn’t alone. Several Spirits had gathered around with Shidou at the center. 

Origami, Kotori, Yoshino, Kaguya, Yuzuru, Miku, Natsumi, Nia, Mukuro—and even also Kurumi. Looking behind, he also recognized that Mana and Maria were also here. 

And here, Shidou was lying down on a costal beach at nighttime. The sky was filled with flickering stars as the faint sounds of waves were heard. It was a very romantic location. Why was he at such a place? 

“—” 


As he began to recognize his surroundings, Shidou sprung back up like a spring-loaded toy. He ignored the dull pain striking his body as he surveyed around to look at everyone’s faces. 

“! Shidou!” 

“Mun……you finally woke up. I was worried.” 

“Relief. Kaguya was barking and crying into Shidou’s chest in worry.” 

“I have done no such thing yet?!” 

Looking at the newly awakened Shidou, the Spirits all breathed out a uniform sigh of relief. 

However, there was not time to return that response. Right now, there was only one thing on Shidou’s mind. He placed his hand clinging onto Tohka’s shoulder for support. 

“Tohka. Mio is—” 

“……” 

Hearing Shidou’s words, Tohka held her breath. 

Rather than words, it was an eloquent silence. That alone—was enough to tell everything. 

“Oh……I see.” 

Shidou helplessly lowered his hand. 

A tremendous sense of powerlessness tormented his entire body. 

He had tried every possible idea. Everyone had lent their strength and risked their lives. 

But in the new future he grasped—Mio was gone. 

That reality weighed on Shidou’s mind remorselessly. 

However, Shidou endured to push back the tears before they could spill as he took in a small breath. 

“Ah……I’m shaken. Shin is better than me.” 

Hearing what Shidou had said, the Spirits after a momentary shock, let out bitter smiles. 

“Oh……well, then it can’t be helped. As a rare playboy, how could your teeth stand before a pure love couple?” 

Kotori spoke while rubbing her swollen red eyes. Shidou could only shrug his shoulders accordingly. 

But then—at that moment. 

In the completely darken sky, a small flickering light slowly swayed and fell down. 

“Huh—?” 

Shidou raised his eyes widely at the sight. 

Then, as if the light was led to Shidou, it slowly came down in front of everyone. 

“This is……” 

After seeing it, Shidou’s expression was dyed by a color of shock. 

Nonetheless, the responses from all of the Spirits were all the same. Everyone who acknowledged the source of that light was staring in astonishment. 

But there was nothing that can be done. After all, what floated there was a gem-like object radiating various colors—a Sephira Crystal. 

—Above it was a stuffed bear plushy with numerous bruises. 

At the moment Shidou recognized it, the stuffed bear slid down from the Sephira Crystal. In that instant, Shidou caught it in his hands. 

No doubt. It was the stuffed toy that Reine always had on herself. 

No—not only that. The current Shidou could also understand. The stuffed bear was a present to Mio from Shinji over 30 years ago. 

For the past thirty years, it was a meritorious object supporting Mio’s heart from behind the scenes. Surely, Mio didn’t want to erase herself together with such a prized object, so she must have left it behind for Shidou. 

The stuffed animal had seen the test of time. There were traces of repairs done throughout its entire body, with patches of different colors marking the damaged areas. 

With Mio’s power, it would have been easier to repair the damages. But it seemed that she had bothered to do all of the repairs completely by hand. 

Probably—she couldn’t bear to do it. If she had restored it completely, it would have felt like a different stuffed bear than the one she got from Shinji— 

“—Ah—” 

At the moment he recognized this, tears began to overflow from Shidou’s eyes. 

“Ah……ah—” 

Despite not wanting to let everyone worry, the emotions he kept pushing back until now reached its limit and came overflowing back without pause. 

With a trembling voice, Shidou broke down while holding the stuffed toy. 

“……Mio……Mi—o…………!” 

A gentle—but also sorrowful girl. 

Created in a distorted manner, caught in a conflict without knowing anything—having committed a crime that she couldn’t atone for. 

A lifetime by no means able to achieve peace— 

“You……were able to meet with Shin, right?” 

With a broken voice, Shidou raised his tear-covered face once again. 

Then, as if responding to that, the Sephira Crystal shinning a rainbow-color light swayed slightly—melting and disappearing in the air. 

“Mio……” 

But—at that time. 

“—Eh?” 

Shidou blurted out in shock. 

Mio’s Sephira Crystal had disappeared. 

Suddenly, someone reached out and grabbed it. 

At the unexpected situation, Shidou was breathless, and he immediately looked to the owner of that hand. 

“What—” 

And, he lost his words for a moment. 

The identity of the person, who was taking a hold at Mio’s Sephira Crystal, was just truly beyond imagination. 

“Toh, ka?” 

That’s right. 

In the midst of everyone’s amazement, the one who stretched out her hand was—Tohka. 

“—Sorry, but I’ll be taking this.” 

As Tohka said that, she then pulled the Sephira crystal closer and pressed it against her chest. 

Immediately, Mio’s Sephira Crystal sank into Tohka’s chest, just like when Kurumi received Nia’s Sephira Crystal. 

“Tohka, what—” 

The moment Shidou was still talking. 

—The world, was covered by light. 



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