What is a yandere?
A yandere is someone whose overwhelming love gradually turns into an unhealthy obsession.
At first, they are sweet, affectionate, and deeply devoted. However, as their feelings continue to grow beyond reason, they slowly begin to break down mentally. Their intense love gives rise to jealousy, possessiveness, and emotional instability, causing them to act impulsively and irrationally whenever they feel their relationship is threatened.
Instead of expressing love in a healthy way, their affection develops into a pathological obsession with the person they love. They become excessively clingy, controlling, and possessive, often believing they have the exclusive right to their loved one's attention and affection. Their infatuation and devotion become so overwhelming that they gradually lose their emotional stability, with their love itself becoming the source of their psychological illness.
In general, yanderes are mentally unstable and twisted, no matter how tame they may appear. Xenovia, Irina, and the other yanderes, even the more rational ones like Sona and Tsubaki, can... or more accurately, are, freakish to some extent. They also tend to be exceptionally bloody.
Xenovia used to be the kind of person who finished her opponents as quickly as possible. She was so ruthless and efficient that vampires across Europe still feared her to this day, especially those from the House of Manthar.
But now, both she and Irina had become sadists who genuinely enjoyed watching their prey writhe in agony before finally putting them down.
There was no point commenting on Asia. That seemingly innocent nun was on an entirely different level all by herself.
In the supernatural world, there existed a strange hierarchy that no one truly understood.
Devils, Fallen Angels, and even a small portion of Angels looked down on humans. In turn, the Gods of the other factions held a deep disdain for the Three Factions.
They despised and hated them, looking down on them just as much as the Three Factions looked down on humanity.
So, when Loki saw a group of youngsters, none of whom were even as old as one of the shortest naps he usually took, being sent to fight him, he simply treated it as a joke. To him, it was nothing more than an opportunity to toy with them for a while before ending their pathetic lives.
But reality had slapped the arrogant Evil God so hard that, even now, he could hardly believe it.
These ten women, all clearly under twenty years old, had pushed him into a state of helplessness.
And this was while he had Fenrir by his side.
His own freaking son, Fenrir!
They were clearly not as strong as him or Fenrir. Yet by working together, they constantly alternated positions, moving with flawless coordination as they besieged him and restricted his every movement.
No matter where he went, there were always at least three yanderes surrounding him.
Whenever he launched a violent counterattack, they would instantly spread out and reorganize into a formation of five, combining their strength to nullify his attack before immediately launching a counteroffensive of their own.
Their movements and tactics were so flawless and fluid that they scared Loki. It was as if he were watching the 2010 Spain!
The most frustrating part was that it felt as if they had some sort of future sight. They were always one step ahead of him, constantly predicting his attacks and working together to respond appropriately.
Even though he wasn't gravely injured right now, if things continued like this, given enough time...
He would certainly be fucked.
Fenrir was facing the same problem.
Fenrir was stronger and faster than Loki, and even more lethal. A single blow from him could severely injure or even kill a person. Yet, the poor gigantic God-Slaying Wolf was also struggling to land a hit on his opponents.
Rias, Tsubaki, and Akeno were constantly attacking him from different directions, forming a triangle around him and keeping him trapped.
Sometimes, when Fenrir was about to reach either Rias or Akeno. Sona, who was directing the battle from the rear, would use her Telekinesis to either pull the girls away or directly push Fenrir back, delaying his movements just enough for them to escape.
When he tried to break away by force and escape, three more girls, sometimes even more, would suddenly join the formation and block every possible path, forcing him back into the fight.
It was a frustrating battle for both Loki and Fenrir.
They were clearly the stronger side, yet they were helpless, unable to land a single hit on their opponents. Worse, they were forced to watch as Hel and Sköll were pushed to the verge of death.
Midgardsormr, who had already been killed by Aika, was not a concern since it was only a fake copy.
"Why? How could... this happen?! Ahh!"
Loki's neat, long hair had become disheveled. His robe was stained red with his own blood. The tips of his hair had been scorched, along with parts of his skin and clothing. A long, shallow wound stretched across his back, still dripping with blood, while a hole had been torn through his thigh.
None of those wounds was fatal by themselves, but as they continued to accumulate, it was only a matter of time before he was brought down.
His goal was to trigger Ragnarok! To fight Satans and Gods! To plunge the world into a catastrophic war!
Not to lose to some children!
Swoosh!
A gigantic fist made entirely of fire, three times larger than Loki's body, shot toward him, leaving a blazing trail in its wake as it scorched the very air it passed through.
Loki quickly flew higher, narrowly dodging the massive punch before glaring at the blond nun before him.
Asia had been clasping her hands together the entire time, wearing a gentle, harmless expression and a look of complete devotion, as if she were offering a prayer.
Behind her stood a twenty meter tall, muscular giant of blazing purple flames that looked exactly like Yusuke. Under Asia's control, it relentlessly threw one massive punch after another at Loki.
She was actually quite lucky. Perhaps Asia truly had an affinity for fire.
She had first obtained one of the Thirteen Longinus, Incinerate Anthem, a Sacred Gear with the potential to kill even a god at its peak. Then, from Yusuke, she got Fire Dragon Slayer Magic, which possessed even greater potential.
The combination of the two was seamless.
It was ridiculously powerful.
Furthermore, Asia had already achieved Balance Breaker long ago. She had mastered it even before revealing her feelings to Yusuke. After experiencing countless emotional upheavals over the years, she had awakened Balance Breaker long ago and kept it a secret.
The giant avatar behind her was her Balance Breaker.
Incinerate Anthem was an Independent Avatar type Sacred Gear, with its Balance Breaker taking the form of whatever object or being it was bound to.
For Asia, however, the form it took was the person she was so desperately and hopelessly obsessed with.
Her lord and savior, Yusuke-sama.
"Can you feel the power of our Lord and Savior, Yusuke-sama?" As the gigantic avatar threw dozens of punches at Loki, Asia spoke in a gentle voice filled with reverence and devotion, "It's not too late to turn back to the light and embrace the divine grace of Yusuke-sama!"
"Loki-sama, I know that deep down you're a very good person," Asia said with an incredibly compassionate look.
"But don't worry, we'll teach you some manners," Koneko added, clasping her hands together.
"We'll torture your body, so your soul learns to be humble." Aika licked her lips.
"Our God chose us for this fight," Irina said, clasping her hands together while still holding her sword.
She tilted her head upward and declared, "Yusuke-sama is the teacher, you are the student, and we are His instruments!"
'The fuck are these bitches talking about?!' For some reason, Loki felt these bitches were even crazier than he was!
They should be the evil ones here!
And who the hell was this god they kept talking about?!
Was he some new Evil God?!
"When I squeeze your lungs, and you beg me for your life," Xenovia said, her devoted expression making the Evil God shudder, "your heart will finally open itself to the Lord."
"When we skin you alive, grind your bones into dust, slowly pull out your tendons while you watch in silence, unable to make a sound because we already tore out your tongue and sewed your mouth shut, and your eyes can only dart around as you watch your sons and grandchildren receive the same treatment..." Murayama closed her eyes, an unhealthy blush spreading across her face. Hot, heavy breaths escaped her mouth like steam.
"Yusuke-sama's blessing, bestowed through His personal attention, will reveal the new you."
....
"..."
Silence.
Absolute silence descended over the room as everyone stared at the giant screen, unable to utter a single word.
Sirzechs, Michael, Ajuka, and the others had experienced countless bloody wars throughout their lives, yet even they felt creeped out watching these freakish fanatics.
Why were these women calling Yusuke their God?!
He was clearly a human! The aura he has was unmistakably that of a human being!
Gods were easy to identify because of their Divinity. Sure, Yusuke was unquestionably stronger than the average God, but that didn't change the fact that he wasn't a God!
Even if, by some bullshit twist of fate, he really was a God, that still didn't explain why these women were so freaking twisted and creepy as fuck!
Michael seriously began doubting his own ears.
Were those three always like this?
Those kind, righteous, and devoted girls, who could barely bring themselves to hurt a squirrel and fought only for justice, were now talking so casually about torturing someone like that?!
Of course, while everyone was silent, not everyone was silent for the same reason.
Yubelluna, Eleonora, Ravel, and several others, for example, remained quiet because they were envious.
"Yusuke..."
The one who finally broke the silence was Azazel. He turned toward me and spoke in a low voice.
"Are you okay? Blink if you need help."
His voice was low, but it was enough for everyone to hear him.
"..." I blinked repeatedly.
Smack!
"Ouch! What was that for?!" As soon as I blinked, a sharp smack landed on the my back. I turned toward the culprit.
"Hmph!" Grayfia snorted, shooting me a dirty look. However, her stern expression immediately softened. She gently rubbed the spot she had hit and asked, "Did it hurt?"
"Not really."
Eleonora and the other women chuckled at the sight.
'What is this suffocating feeling?'
Rossweisse held her chest with a deep frown, her face turning slightly pale. That scene alone was far more painful than even the most torturous training she had endured during her years of study in Asgard.
It was so overwhelming that she found herself breathing heavily.
The other yandere in the room was also feeling uncomfortable, though she was handling it slightly better because she was already "used" to it.
She was quietly taking tiny steps toward him like a thief. Originally, she had been standing beside Rossweisse, but she had already crossed half the room without anyone noticing.
Every time she moved a little closer, she had the illusion that she could breathe in more of his scent, along with the air he was breathing.
Her pink eyes glowed faintly.
'Rias... Sona... Hurry back.'
Both Rias and Sona were her childhood friends. She was counting on them to get close to her dear first, then slowly make him fall in love with her.
Even if it took a long time, she was willing to wait.
After all, she had always liked playing the long game.
...
"Fuck you, you bitches! And fuck whoever the fuck your stupid lord is! Fuck that Yusuke! Goddamn it!"
A trail of fire blazed past Loki, scorching another portion of his hair.
Loki was completely fed up with these crazy bitches preaching to him nonstop.
He was a freaking God!
How could these bitches expect him to worship someone else?
Especially that blond bitch! Was she out of her mind?!
Furthermore, he had come here for their blood, yet this bitch actually wanted him to surrender?!
How dare she!!!!!
Loki was so furious that his eyes bulged, blood vessels protruding across them.
However, the moment those words left his mouth, he suddenly felt multiple auras lock onto him. A cold, murderous intent so dense enveloped him that his blood ran cold.
'What... What was that?!' He had lived for an unimaginably long time and witnessed countless things throughout his life, but without a doubt, this was the first time he had ever felt so close to death!
"How dare you!"
"Maggot!"
"How dare you insult my Yusuke?!"
"To dare insult our God!"
"You deserve to die!"
"Die!"
BOOM!
A huge purple fireball, larger than a meteor, suddenly conjured itself in the sky and descended upon the still confused Evil God! He hurriedly tried to escape, but he sensed multiple invisible forces binding him in place. They delayed him just long enough for the fireball to close to less than a meter away from him!
"Ahhhh!" With a loud roar, Loki used all of his Divine Power to create a shield around himself.
Bang!
The fireball engulfed him and continued on its path, crashing into the ground. A gigantic flaming mushroom cloud erupted into the sky, piercing the dark clouds, while the powerful shockwave blasted the yanderes away.
Yet none of them took their eyes off the center of the explosion.
With their Observation Haki, they could all clearly sense that Loki was still alive.
Bang!
When the explosion cleared, nothing remained except a scorched wasteland. A huge, crackling crater, deep and dark, stretched across the battlefield, with hot smoke still rising from it. Rocks along its edges continued to crumble into the abyss, only to turn into fine dust the next instant.
At the center of the crater stood Loki.
Half of his body had been burned away. His flesh was charred, much of his skin had been stripped away, and his hair was completely gone, leaving him bald. The burns covering his scalp were so severe that parts of his skull were visible.
He panted heavily.
Swoosh!
Violent winds whipped around him, forming a glowing green cyclone. Within the cyclone, Loki's body was enveloped in his green Divine Power as he burned through a massive amount of energy to heal himself.
Healing magic and healing abilities were rare in this world, but they were not exceptionally uncommon. Many powerhouses knew basic healing techniques, and Gods naturally possessed healing abilities as well. Even then, their effects were nowhere near as potent as Sacred Gears like Twilight Healing, and they were absolutely incomparable to Phoenix Tears.
Loki expended a huge amount of his Divine Power just to reduce his injuries to some extent.
When the green light faded, his flesh had returned to normal, though numerous burns still covered his body. Even so, he was in much better condition now.
Earlier, he had been caught completely off guard. He had grown accustomed to the yanderes' tempo and rhythm of attack, so when Asia suddenly unleashed such an overwhelmingly powerful attack, it had taken him by surprise.
"Haah!" At the same time, Asia slowly descended to the ground, panting heavily. She had been so utterly furious and enraged that she poured all of her energy into a single attack and unleashed it against Loki in one overwhelming blow.
"Enough of this! I was saving this for that old fart Odin!" Loki shot into the sky, powerful winds whipping his clothes violently as he pointed at them and roared hysterically, "Fenrir! What are you waiting for?! Kill them all!"
"Awoo!" Fenrir let out a thunderous howl, his eyes glowing menacingly as he lunged into the air. Ignoring every attack aimed at him, he charged straight toward Rias.
Rias immediately retreated, trying to widen the distance and escape.
Swoosh!
Just then, a glowing purple magic circle appeared in the air, and from it, multiple chains shot out, coiling tightly around Fenrir's body. They first wrapped around his hind legs, then his torso and neck. Within moments, the chains had completely bound him before slowly dragging him toward the magic circle suspended in the sky.
"What is the meaning of this?!" Loki narrowed his eyes at the sudden turn of events, gritting his teeth.
"The magical chains of Gleipnir?! Why are they here?!!!"
These chains were the very ones that had once been used to restrain Fenrir in the past. However, Loki had found a way to enhance his son, making the chains lose their ability to hold him.
Yet now, they were clearly capable of restraining him once again!
"Damn you, bastard! You dare insult Yu-sama!" At that moment, Aika glared at Loki with eyes filled with hatred and roared, "I'm going to shove the sword so deep into your ass that whoever manages to pull it out will be called King Arthur!"
Just as Aika shouted, a magic circle flashed, and four figures stepped out of it, arriving just in time to hear her.
They were Vali, Bikou, Arthur Pendragon, and the black cat Kuroka.
"Moaw the fuck?" Kuroka tilted her head and exclaimed, "Nya?!"
"...Why bring my ancestor into this?" Arthur Pendragon glanced at Aika and muttered in a low voice.
If it wasn't obvious from his name, Arthur was a descendant of King Arthur. He was also a descendant of the witch Morgan le Fay.
They had been watching the fight from afar, waiting for the perfect moment to ambush Fenrir. The Gleipnir chains originally had no effect on Fenrir anymore, but Vali had sought the help of the Dark Elves to power up the chains, making them even stronger than before.
Clack! Clack!
Fenrir struggled fiercely, but all of his efforts were futile. The more he struggled, the tighter the chains became.
Gleipnir were enormous chains that glowed with a pure white light. They were also incredibly heavy, so Kuroka had to keep them stored inside her personal space at all times and summon them whenever they were needed.
The magic circle that the chains emerged from was her doing.
"Onee-sama?" Koneko glanced at her older sister.
"Yo, Shirona, how are you doing, nya?" Kuroka waved her hand like a cat. She then cast another glance at Aika and added, "You've got a really interesting friend, nya."
"Vali! Explain yourself!" Loki glared at the silver haired man and roared furiously.
Before attacking the Three Factions, he had been working together with Vali. In fact, it was Vali who had encouraged him. He had promised to help Loki along with the Khaos Brigade.
"Sorry, Loki, but I want to fight other Gods. I'll be taking Fenrir and his fangs that can devour Gods." Vali spread his arms with a shrug. "He'll be far more useful with me than staying by the side of a stupid God, don't you think?"
"You tricked me, Vali Lucifer!" Loki said through gritted teeth.
"It's your own fault for being fooled, nya." Kuroka stuck out her tongue mischievously.
Clack! Clack!
The magic circle glowed, teleporting Fenrir next to the four of them. Arthur then drew his sword and drove it into Fenrir's forehead.
This sword was Excalibur Ruler.
Excalibur Ruler was said to be the strongest of the seven Excalibur Fragments. It granted its wielder the power to manipulate any living being or organic matter, allowing them to control the will of their opponents and completely subjugate them.
However, Excalibur Ruler alone was not enough to subjugate someone as overwhelmingly powerful as Fenrir. That was why Vali's team had been lying in ambush, waiting for Fenrir to be weakened, even if only slightly, while also using the Gleipnir chains to restrain him.
Vali and Bikou stepped in front of Arthur and Kuroka, ready to defend them in case Loki tried to interfere. Meanwhile, the immobilized Fenrir didn't struggle at all, or perhaps he couldn't struggle in the first place.
"Let's go." Vali glanced back and saw that Arthur had already begun the subjugation process. There was no reason for them to remain here. They could continue subjugating Fenrir somewhere else.
"By Shirone. I am in a hurry, so I will come to see you later." Kuroka waved her hand at Koneko with a mischievous smile. She licked her lips and winked. "Say hi to Yusuke, too. Tell him that Onee-chan misses him so much!"
Although she had known beforehand that Yusuke wouldn't be here, she was still very disappointed. She didn't let it show, though. She had to keep looking cool for him. She was sure he was watching from somewhere.
'Did I look cool just now, nya? I must've looked cool, nya! Are you watching me, Yusuke? Did your heart flutter when you saw me, nya?'
"Stop! You bastards!!" Loki became enraged and hurriedly rushed to stop them. Unfortunately for him, he was too slow. Before he could do anything, Kuroka had already teleported everyone out of the battlefield along with the immobilized Fenrir.