(Author’s note: I reflect on all this nonsense on the next page. Back to the story!)
When last we left our intrepid group of blasphemers, all of whom will clearly be alive by the conclusion of this tale, Akio had sacrificed by Wataru by swallowing his heart and absorbing the powers of the Sister Princess through means that are too complex for me to relay through writing. When the process was complete, Akio proclaimed his godhood, and lightning flashed in the background, as if the sky itself agreed with him. I apologize for reusing a line I used to end the previous chapter, but I could not think of any other way to describe what happened.
“Everything is going just as planned,” Akio sneered.