[You bid farewell to the Beast of Pleasure Dark Koyanskaya and control a demonic beast condensed from resentment, soaring high into the sky.]
[Now you almost completely dominate this land—you can manipulate everything freely. Yet doubts remain… because recently, the Beast of Pleasure's behavior has been far too abnormal.]
[Just as you're about to leave this frozen land, you suddenly feel a vast and terrifying pressure.]
[The space ahead distorts. You halt the demonic beast in midair and stare forward with vigilance.]
"This should be our first meeting, Izaya."
Night was hazy; charred branches swayed in the wind like withered bones.
And in the high altitude, a calm, indifferent voice echoed inside the man's heart.
As the voice fell, a godlike figure appeared silently.
There was no horse beneath her feet, no ripple of magic power—yet she stepped through the void as if walking on invisible stairs, one step at a time, until she stood before Izaya.
In the moonlight, beautiful silver hair spilled like a waterfall. Her features were noble and exquisite—
and in the black-haired man's eyes, she carried an absolute, inviolable majesty.
"The Alien God…?"
The moment their gazes met, Izaya recognized that this "god's" true body existed far beyond—outside the distant solar system.
"I didn't expect you to come," he said. "So you really know about me? Seems you've learned quite a few secrets recently."
A trace of genuine surprise appeared on the woman's noble, indifferent face.
"Was that the Beast of Pleasure?"
She tilted her head slightly, then shook it gently.
"No… She was only just born. There's no way she could know about me.
"So, as I thought—when you approached her, you truly had other intentions?"
"Before asking about others," Izaya said, staring at her, "what is your purpose?"
For some reason, he wasn't particularly surprised by her appearance.
If anything, he was surprised she hadn't come sooner.
In Izaya's original expectation, she should've found him long ago.
Yet she only began to move uneasily after he drew close to Koyanskaya and the Beast of Pleasure.
Or…
Did she have other arrangements?
"Interesting," the Alien God murmured. "It's unbelievable enough that a magus with modern magic circuits would appear in this era…"
As an Alien God, she possessed absolute confidence and strength, and truly believed from the bottom of her heart that "humans" were an "obsolete species," a thing that should be managed.
Even she hadn't expected that within months of her arrival, a human would approach the Beast of Pleasure—
and shake her will.
Obviously, the one who should've been close to the Beast…
should have been her.
In a sense, the birth of the Beast of Gratitude could be called something the Alien God had acted as a "catalyst" for.
First came the great fury toward inhuman life persecuted and oppressed by humans on Earth.
Then came the Alien God's "fire" raining down from space, causing the Tunguska explosion—
releasing unimaginable energy onto Earth.
That enormous energy and fury reacted violently together.
And thus, a new and unique lifeform—the Beast of Pleasure—was born.
Though not born of the Alien God's subjective will, once she learned of the Beast's existence, a plan of "cooperation" had already begun to sprout in her heart.
But the Alien God hadn't expected that leaving the Tunguska region for only a short while—
would be enough that upon her return, she'd see a scene that overturned everything.
This teenager…
This man named "Izaya Sajyou" not only lived in a lifeless Tunguska region—
he was also close to the two Beasts born here.
Beasts should have been filled with hostility toward humans…
Yet they'd been shaken—because of a human.
Humans are evil… and yet humans are loved.
How ironic.
Most importantly—
As a higher-dimensional alien god, she could observe any being in this world, see anything she wished to see.
But at that moment, she realized she couldn't "see through" him at all.
If she herself hadn't stepped into the Tunguska region, perhaps she would've remained ignorant, destined to trample humans underfoot—
never knowing…
that a god could, in truth, fall for a human man.
There was only one answer for someone she couldn't perceive.
The youth before her did not belong to "this world."
He should not exist here, so it was impossible for her to naturally see through him.
"What are you?" she asked.
"And… what exactly is your goal?
"What is your purpose in approaching those two Beasts?"
With every word the Alien God spoke, Izaya's heartbeat accelerated by a few beats without permission.
…Did she really see through the fact that he wasn't "a human of this world"?!
He had understood the Alien God's existence to some extent for a long time, but when he heard words that nearly "exposed his bottom," shock slammed into him.
Then the Alien God stepped into the void and walked toward him, step by step.
Just as she approached, her steps suddenly stopped.
As if she'd "recognized" him again, she stared with a look of surprise.
"Oh… so you secretly gathered this land's resentment and used it for yourself.
"And now you're using Mystic Eyes to analyze my 'weakness,' aren't you?"
Izaya's pupils slowly widened.
Her vigilance exceeded his expectations by far.
Even if she approached him by only a fraction, the land's resentment would instantly condense into countless weapons and attack her.
Yet he hadn't released any magic power at all—and she'd already noticed the anomaly.
But still…
Even if she came closer, it wouldn't solve anything.
The intelligence shown by his "Eye of Disaster" just now had told him—
this special being before him had no weakness at all.
Her existence itself was the most extreme "disaster" for this planet.
[Fragment of the Alien God]
[Class: ???]
[Composition: higher-dimensional ether, imaginary numbers, gravity…]
She was simply the most perfect being in the world—no weakness could be found.
The only extremely faint, nearly ignorable "sound" wasn't in her magical power, nor in a core—
but in something strange: a "personality."
She was clearly a high-ranked "god," yet Izaya saw something in her that did not belong to a god—
a warm human light.
…