Summoning Strange Objects from Anime to Reality

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You have all been transformed into non-human beings.

Why can't you just die?

but--

Since this world is beyond saving,

Since you have already forgotten everything,

Then let me do it—

This heralds the end of the world.

"I'm replacing such a chuunibyou and insane character? Tsk tsk tsk, that makes sense. In such an absurd world, you can't do without being a little insane."

At this moment, Chang Yan has become another character, ranting and rave about the person he has replaced.

Looking at the exceptionally luxurious white robe she was wearing, adorned with a pile of exquisite and ornate decorations, and covered with incomparably sacred praises and prayers.

The gilded patterns outline the golden designs, adding another layer of sacredness.

This garment was bestowed upon us by an indescribable deity, and can already be considered a divine artifact.

But most importantly, it's the Holy Son's pupils.

In those pupils, the sacred cross was shining brightly.

"Misaki Shokuhou's eyes are called 'Starry Eyes,' so what should mine be called? 'Cross Eyes'? Hmmm, that sounds so lame."

"Oh dear. System, hasn't Altair arrived yet?"

Altair, commonly known as the "Military Princess," is the final boss in "Re:CREATORS." She is responsible for a series of events, making her the protagonist, the heroine, and the final boss.

(Here he comes)

The world shattered the moment the system's voice rang out.

Countless blue data points replaced everything else, forming the ground that Chang Yan treads upon.

"You really dare to drag me here directly from the sanctuary, you're incredibly audacious."

Looking at the figure opposite him, Chang Yan uttered sacred words.

He is the Son of God, the one favored by God.

Therefore, his every word and action is sacred.

If an ordinary person were to hear these sacred words, they would feel boundless reverence and worship the divine incarnation.

Long, straight silver pigtails; two-tone pupils, red on the outer edge and blue on the inner edge. A navy blue cavalry cap, a Spanish-style double-layered coat, knee-high socks, and platform heels.

Military Princess, Altair.

At the time of Altair's birth, her creator (author) - Setsuna Shimazaki - had already died tragically.

What was the reason for his death?

It was simply because the paintings she uploaded were attacked by online trolls and a bunch of brainless netizens, driving her to a mental breakdown. Coupled with the inaction of the original male protagonist, Shimazaki Setsuna ultimately jumped off a train platform in despair.

Thus, Altair, who revered his creator, willingly carried out Shimazaki Setsuna's wish that "it would be better if everything disappeared."

Even though she always had a smile on her face, she actually harbored intense anger towards the real world.

"Excuse me, Your Highness."

Altair's tone was remarkably elegant, completely unaffected by common parlance.

Chapter 178 The Glory of God

"If I'm not mistaken, I'm no longer in my original world, right? Hmm, that's really amazing. I guess only gods can do something like this."

Chang Yan looked around without any sign of panic, and even squatted down to touch the ground made of data.

"You guessed correctly. As expected of His Highness the Holy Son."

The princess in military uniform bowed slightly, speaking in a humble and elegant tone.

"Stop with the flattery, I'm tired of hearing that. Just tell me your purpose."

"Does Your Excellency, the Holy Son, wish to change your original world?"

"Well, what do you mean?"

"What I mean is, Your Excellency, do you want to completely change your original world?"

The scene fell silent for a moment.

"Where do you get the audacity to say that?"

After a while, Chang Yan finally spoke softly.

"Do you believe in a creator?"

"..."

As the saying goes, there's no answer to this question because it's too stupid.

I am a holy son of the church, how could I not believe it?

"It seems that Your Excellency has misunderstood my meaning."

Seeing Chang Yan's expression, Altair smiled slightly.

"There is a world, the land of the gods. It is another world where weak creators jostle and crowd together, a world of absurdity. With their arrogant fantasies and their own hands, they created one world after another and arranged one event after another."

"All things dance wildly to each other at their will, like puppets on strings, or brains in a vat, completely unaware that everything is arranged."

"And the world you live in was created by that irresponsible creator."

Altair, in an elegant melody, revealed the horrific truth.

"...You mean, the world I live in, myself, and everything that has happened are all preordained? Like...a play? Or are we just characters in a novel written by ordinary people?"

"That's right. I'm very pleased to see that His Highness the Holy Son understood so quickly."

Altair maintained that faint smile, but widened it further.

That's rare, really rare.

It's so rare to finally meet someone with such good comprehension and adaptability.

No wonder he could become a holy son in that crazy world; he's definitely not an ordinary person.

The others...

Sigh, I'm not going to say anything more, I'm too tired.

(Spoiler alert: Later in the original story, all of Altair's subordinates betray him, becoming traitors and backstabbing him relentlessly. He's one of the most pathetic villains. He lives in an abandoned factory, the only decent thing being a leather sofa. A major boss who nearly caused the world to collapse, his entire fortune consists of just a leather sofa—heartbreaking.)

"Evidence, I need evidence. One-sided statements are not credible."

"Then, welcome, Your Highness the Holy Son—"

"Welcome to the world of the Creator."

The world is broken once again.

A real world unfolds before Chang Yan.

But why am I here—

On the stage of a comic convention?

Looking at the group of strangely dressed people staring at him in disbelief, Chang Yan felt that his character was about to fall apart.

Altair, you better remember this!

I will remember this grudge!

"This, this is..."

"How did you get up there? Teleportation?"

"This dress... looks... so, so gorgeous."

"Just say it's expensive. Another rich guy showing off. Oh my god, I wish I were rich!"

"So, how exactly did he get up there?"

"Wait a minute, this character... is the Holy Son!"

"Which one?"

"It's that new anime series, the one with the really fast updates, the one that updates every day, it's so awesome!"

"Oh, it's 'Redemption of the Forbidden World Under the Dark Night,' right? The titles of anime these days are getting longer and longer; I almost forgot them all."

"Now that you mention it, the cosplay is really accurate, especially the eyes. Those cross-shaped eyes are so cool. How much do those custom-made colored contacts cost?"

Surprisingly, some people actually say this is a cross-shaped eye... As the saying goes, my heart aches so much.

With his exceptional hearing, Chang Yan overheard the conversations of the people below and gathered some information.

But the most important thing now is how to explain how he suddenly appeared on stage.

The girls next to them, who were about to dance, were stunned.

"Forget it, let's not alert them yet."

After calming himself down, Chang Yan spoke to the host beside him.

Even though he had restrained his aura, the sacredness in his words still made everyone listen attentively.

"It's a magic show, sorry to interrupt."

"No, it's nothing, rather it's our honor... Gentlemen, are you playing the Holy Son in 'Redemption of the Forbidden World Under the Darkness'?"

Who came up with this name? It sounds so embarrassing.

"Yes, that's right. Alright, I won't disturb the performance any longer. Goodbye."

"Oh, okay, goodbye... Hey, why did you leave so suddenly? Where did you go?"

The host vaguely agreed at first, but by the time he came to his senses and tried to call out to Chang Yan, Chang Yan had already disappeared.

After running to a less crowded place, Chang Yan began to ponder a very serious question.

It's not about how to complete the task, since the task only requires causing trouble, which is relatively simple.

Are you trying to cause trouble? Isn't this simple?

The important thing now is that he has no money.

That's right, he doesn't have a single penny on him right now, not even enough to buy a glass of water.

However, does my current body still need to eat?

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A church

As soon as the priest closed the door, he saw a figure dressed in finery standing in front of the cross, as if in prayer.

Wow, what magnificent and sacred robes! Even the Pope's attire isn't this splendid.

The priest thought to himself silently as he walked forward.

"Father, have you ever truly seen the radiance that belongs to God?"

The figure suddenly spoke, causing the priest to fall into thought.

"No, the glory of God is beyond the comprehension of mortals like us."

The priest shook his head.

No, you saw it, right there—

"Now."

A radiance emanated from the figure, and the cross before him also emitted a golden light, making it appear as if it were made of gold.

what is that?

That is the glory of God.