Tokyo Area's highest chamber shook with terror, but unlike the chaotic slaughter that would have unfolded in the original timeline, Takumi's aura now shifted—cold, calculating, and entirely focused on one purpose: the rise of Dimensional City.
The moment Tendo Kikunojo's corpse toppled, Takumi's expression changed—not into madness, but into icy calm. The golden light receded around him. The Herrscher of Finality did not need theatrics.
He needed order.
Silence fell over the room. The surviving officials shrank back, trembling.
"Good," Takumi said, wiping nonexistent dust from his sleeve. "Fear makes your minds clearer."
Saint Tenko clutched her chair, pale. "Y-You… what is it you want? Are you here to overthrow Tokyo Area?"
"No," Takumi replied. "Overthrowing implies I care about ruling your crumbling system."
He lowered his hand, pointing toward the window—a direction none of them understood.
"I am here to build something far greater. A nation beyond your imagination. A home for every Cursed Child, every abandoned soul. A Dimensional City that will surpass your old world in technology, governance, and compassion."
His voice echoed across the chamber like a divine verdict.
"And to create it, I must dismantle the rot choking this land."
A collective breath tightened.
Kazumitsu Tendo's voice shook as he stepped forward. "Y-You… you killed Tendo Kikunojo. You slander us with talk of 'rot'! You dare impose your ideals on our government? This is tyranny!"
Takumi tilted his head.
"Tyranny?" His smile chilled the room. "No. This is course correction. And compared to the atrocities committed here, my actions are mercy."
He raised his right hand.
A holographic screen appeared—silver-white, hexagonal, and filled with system sigils.
The officials gasped.
"What sorcery—?!"
"It's not magic. It's something your world has never even touched." Takumi's eyes gleamed. "A Civilization System—my key to building a nation that transcends dimensions."
Lines of text unfurled:
[Dimensional City Development: Phase II — Diplomatic Subjugation]Objective: Stabilize Region · Integrate Strategic Territory · Establish Local Administration NodeProgress: 14% → 16%
The officials froze in speechless dread.
1. The Announcement of a New Era
Takumi flicked his wrist, and the hologram projected into the center of the conference hall. A three-dimensional map rendered itself: Tokyo Area, the surrounding Monoliths, the wastelands beyond…
And a massive, rapidly forming structure outside the city—
A fortress of white stone and shimmering mana.
A city emerging from the plains.
"Wh-What is that…?"
"Is this real-time footage?"
"That thing wasn't there yesterday—!"
Takumi nodded.
"That is Dimensional City's Forward Base—constructed in mere hours by my forces."
Images of Rimuru, Benimaru, Shuna, and rows of demi-human engineers flashed inside the projection. Floating drones materialized crystalline towers. Orcs carried materials with machinery Tokyo Area had never seen.
"Impossible," whispered one general. "This level of construction speed—this technology—"
"It is not technology alone," Takumi said. "It is the power of a world far beyond yours."
Saint Tenko stood, her hands trembling but her voice steady.
"What is your goal? Why show us this?"
"Because," Takumi answered, "I am giving your city a choice."
He looked at every trembling official.
"You can collaborate with Dimensional City… or you can continue on your path of collapse. Unlike you, I do not slaughter without reason. I kill rot, not structures."
His eyes glowed for a moment—Finality shimmering like a dying star.
"But understand this: your rule over the Cursed Children ends now."
2. A Nation's Worth Measured by Its Children
Takumi waved his hand again.
Dozens of holographic screens materialized.
Scenes of Tokyo Area flashed:
– Cursed Children begging for food. – Cursed Children beaten in alleys. – Cursed Children executed without trial. – Entire outer districts abandoned.
Each image exposed Japan's sins.
And each one fueled the fire in Takumi's gaze.
"You call yourselves leaders," Takumi said softly, "yet you let children—children who could have saved this land—rot away in gutters."
Saint Tenko covered her mouth, tears filling her eyes.
"No… I… I didn't know…"
"You didn't ask," Takumi replied coldly. "You were content being a symbol—never a ruler."
The other officials looked equally shaken, though their guilt came from fear, not compassion.
Takumi continued:
"In Dimensional City, every race—human, beastman, spirit, or Cursed Child—receives education, medical care, and dignity."
He gestured to the map.
"And now, I will extend that to your world. Whether you cooperate or not."
The generals' faces twisted.
"This is invasion…!"
"No," Takumi corrected. "This is integration."
3. Arrival of the Dimensional Delegation
A tremor shook the chamber.
Not from destruction.
From landing craft.
Everyone rushed to the windows.
Descending from the sky were sleek white airships—levitating through anti-gravity rings the size of buildings. Their hulls shimmered with blended magic and science.
The banners of Dimensional City unfurled—midnight black with a golden sigil.
Takumi's sigil.
Saint Tenko whispered: "A..an entire army…"
Takumi chuckled.
"That's not an army. Those are administrative and humanitarian divisions. I'm not here for war—I'm here to install order."
4. The Herrscher's Ultimatum
Takumi finally stepped off the conference table.
He walked slowly toward the center of the hall, hands behind his back.
"Let me be clear: your old system of oppression ends today."
His voice was level, calm.
More terrifying than rage.
"Tokyo Area will undergo demilitarization. My forces will assume temporary control. All Cursed Children will be gathered, healed, and transported to Dimensional City for protection. Your military will be audited. Your political structure dismantled."
"You can resist." His eyes narrowed. "But resistance will not last long."
Kazumitsu Tendo spat in fury.
"You tyrant! You dare act like a god—!"
Takumi raised his hand.
A golden wave of Finality washed over Kazumitsu.
Not killing.
Not harming.
But forcing him to kneel.
The entire chamber shuddered as he collapsed.
Takumi's voice did not rise.
"God? No. A builder. And you will not obstruct the future I create."
5. Rimuru Arrives
A ripple of magic appeared at the center of the chamber.
A blue-haired man stepped through—casual, smiling, wearing a sleek Dimensional Administration uniform.
"Yo, Takumi! You started without me?"
The officials froze.
"W-Who is that?!"
Takumi smirked.
"My right hand. Rimuru Tempest."
Rimuru waved cheerfully.
"Relax! I'm not here to kill anyone. I'm just here to help with city integration and diplomacy."
He added with a wink:
"And don't worry—I'm only interested in women, so none of you stiff old men have anything I want."
The room fell into stunned silence.
Takumi clapped him on the shoulder.
"Perfect timing. We're about to begin the annexation protocol."
Rimuru grinned.
"Then let's do it. Phase Two of Dimensional Expansion—Tokyo Node Stabilization."
The Civilization System chimed:
[Dimensional City Expansion — Tokyo Node Integration Initiated]Progress: 16% → 24%
6. The Final Declaration
Takumi turned back to the terrified officials.
"I will give you one hour."
"One hour to gather every major department head."
"One hour to prepare the complete list of Cursed Children within Tokyo Area."
"One hour to decide whether you join the new era willingly…"
His eyes glowed gold.
"…or be replaced."
Then Takumi vanished.
Rimuru waved once more.
"Try not to faint! We still need you alive for negotiations!"
He followed Takumi into a warp gate.
Leaving behind absolute, trembling silence.
7. Outside the Chamber — The Birth of a New World
Takumi hovered above Tokyo Area, looking down at the city with a mixture of pity and resolve.
Dimensional City's forces were already setting up anchors, barriers, and transport arrays.
The era of oppression was over.
The era of Dimensional City had begun.
Takumi whispered to himself:
"Civilization System… begin world renovation sequence."
[Command Accepted]
A new golden screen appeared:
[Dimensional City Influence 24%]
Takumi smiled faintly.
"The future belongs to those who dare to build it."