"You could go back," the copy said. "Leave the monsters, the goddess, the pain. Just walk through the door. Be normal again."
He stood in a white void. No weapons. No artifacts. Just a single door. Behind it: his classroom from Earth. His classmates laughed inside. Kaori smiled. Even the traitorous Hiyama nodded at him like nothing had happened. Arifureta Shokugyou de Sekai Saikyou Season 3 -...
"Liberators," Tio muttered, her dragon eyes narrowing. "No... corrupted vessels. Ehit is reusing his old puppets." "You could go back," the copy said
Shea grinned, swinging her warhammer. "When have we ever taken the safe route?" Be normal again
The third season of their nightmare had begun.
And there, at the teacher’s desk, sat a version of Hajime in a pristine uniform, glasses gleaming.
At the colosseum’s core, they found him: a boy no older than fourteen, chained to a throne of screaming faces. His hair was white, his eyes bled light, and his voice echoed with a thousand voices.