I woke up to discover that I’d become the Will of the World! With a fortune this ridiculously huge at my fingertips, it would be downright unjust not to have some fun with it! The next moment, I threw all my favorite anime into one pot and remixed their worlds beyond recognition.
The People of the Remixed Worlds
Osamu Dazai tossed the “Book” around like a frisbee. “Stay away from me, you boring products of someone’s imagination.”
Ichigo Kurosaki strolled around the Soul Society with Zangetsu slung over his shoulder, while Aizen smiled over a cup of black tea. “Are you going to fight your big brother for the throne again today, little brother? Have a cup of my special Soul King tea first~” (The tea is steeped with fragments of the Hogyoku.)
Chuya Nakahara snapped, “You’re so noisy. If you want to witness a god’s overwhelming presence, get down on your knees.”
Abe no Seimei toured in a cloud carriage carried by a hundred demons. “Today’s KPI for the Night Parade of One Hundred Demons: no slacking off.”
Kuro Lee smiled gently, curiosity in his voice. “I wonder what kind of magic the world over there holds.”
Satoru Gojo took off his blindfold and casually squeezed a special-grade cursed spirit into a glowing balloon. “Let’s play a game, shall we? The loser has to be my sidekick for a hundred years~”
The Original Worlds
Kuro Lee’s voice trembled. “I want so badly... to touch the stars in your eyes.”
Satoru Gojo’s pupils burned with obsession. “I want him to step on me! No, I want to hide him away in Unlimited Void and keep him all to myself.”
Blood seeped through Osamu Dazai’s bandages. “I’ll hide you in my secret base. I wouldn’t mind if all of Yokohama got buried with you.”
Chuya Nakahara crushed a bottle in his hand. “I’m the only one who gets to touch that body.”
Abe no Seimei’s tail swished. “I want to curl up in that other me’s lap and listen to tales of the hundred demons... Is it still soon enough to summon Yamata no Orochi as an interdimensional delivery service?”
Aizen pressed his fingertips against the screen. “Let me become your most perfect accomplice.”
Ichigo Kurosaki gripped Zangetsu tightly. “I want to stand by your side, not look up at you.”
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