> "We're going to face an Outer God that rewrites personalities.
So naturally, I brought tea, a sword, and bug spray."
— MC, leader of the most confusing task force in existence
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[Location: System Lounge – Emergency Briefing Room]
The screen flickered.
Images of corrupted worlds and twisted character profiles scrolled by:
Rias: a tyrant with zero empathy
Issei: charismatic conqueror, cold and composed
Sona: emotionless controller with no tolerance for weakness
Akeno: smiling angel of cruelty
MC (calmly sipping tea):
> "The Outer God has activated Reversal Logic.
It hijacks personality cores, flips alignments, then reinserts them into reality."
Kazuma (panicking):
> "That's literally what fanfic authors do with no supervision!"
Deadpool:
> "Plot-twisting eldritch horror? Count me in. Let me pack my sparkly ammo and trauma blanket."
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[Scene: The Packing Montage Begins]
MC's Essentials:
Dimension-thread cloak
Blank tea set
Reality anchor blade (disguised as a bookmark)
A travel journal labeled "Emergency Monologues"
Kazuma's Bag:
Stolen potions
Spare underwear
A notebook titled "How to Survive Your Own Party"
Rimuru:
Portable slime form
Snacks
Emotional support plushie that might be sentient
Deadpool:
Chimichangas
Glitter grenades
A DVD of Legally Blonde 2 ("For morale," he claims)
Batman:
A plan
A backup plan
A plan to destroy the first two plans
And a collapsible brooding perch
Serafall:
Magical Girl wardrobe
37 wands
A microphone that doubles as a singularity bomb
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[Scene: Team Coordination Chaos]
MC (pointing to a metaphysical map):
> "The distortion's source lies beyond the Canon Veil — a realm where tropes collapse.
We'll travel through fractured timelines, corrupted genre hubs, and possible dating sim subzones."
Buggy:
> "Do we get insurance?!"
MC:
> "Only if you survive long enough to file a claim."
Esdeath (strapping on gear):
> "Will there be blood?"
MC:
> "Emotionally? Yes."
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[Scene: Final Pre-Mission Gathering – System Gate Platform]
The team assembled at a shimmering gate pulsing with static.
Overhead, a corrupted sky flickered between rom-com pink and horror black.
Rias (in the distance, distorted):
> "Come find me, Blank One.
Let's see what you really are… when you can't hide behind tea."
MC (calmly):
> "Challenge received."
He turned to his team.
> "Ready your minds.
Pack your sarcasm.
The universe is broken…
and we're here to make it worse."
They stepped through.
The gate closed.
The war for the narrative had begun.
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[System Notification]
> Trait Gained:
"Plot Reversal Protocol (Lv.1)" – You are now resistant to personality inversion, genre corruption, and overly dramatic voiceovers.
Bonus: You may punch irony. Once.
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End of Chapter 56: The March Begins