[FMMISM] Chapter 46: Beast's Desires

Yokosuka Port, inside the naval base.

BOOOM!

A deafening roar, like mountains shattering, echoed through the heavens and earth.

As the massive tentacle of the Gigantic Horror crashed heavily onto the flight deck of Independence, it carved a terrifying hole into the center of the carrier.

Although the personnel on the carrier had completed the evacuation at the last moment, it didn't stop Ragna from unleashing his violence upon the carrier.

Evidently, even the largest weapon ever created in human history was no match for his Gigantic Horror's tentacles.

After the fourth strike of the tentacle, Independence's keel completely broke, turning into an eighty-thousand-ton mass of slowly sinking scrap metal.

Now, there were no more annoying radio waves in Ragna's 'ears'.

Needless to say, this meant that the United States had completely abandoned the monster extermination operation.

At this moment, the victorious Gigantic Horror ceased its tentacle dance and low growls, standing motionless in the rising sun.

In the eyes of people who witnessed the Gigantic Horror destroying the aircraft carrier, its current posture seemed godlike.

"No way... Did America seriously lose..."

"Hey, how's the evacuation of Tokyo civilians going?"

"No good, this monster is too fast... There's no time to evacuate the residential areas."

"Is Tokyo done for?"

"Wait, the monster seems to have stopped moving?"

"Huh? You're right... What happened? Why did the monster stop after breaking the carrier?"

"Don't know, maybe it's exhausted?"

"Don't tell me... its weakness is sunlight?!"

Already plunged into despair, the people's eyes lit up one after another with renewed hope.

Evidently, the monster stopped moving as soon as the sun rose, making it hard not to think sunlight was its weakness.

Sadly, they were overthinking it.

Ragna had just briefly entered a sage-like state after venting, like every teenager after msturbtion—emptiness, indifference, and guilt fiercely assaulting his mind.

"..."

After being completely still for ten minutes, people around the world watched the monster begin to squirm once more.

===

Tokyo, Chiyoda.

Inside the cabinet office, the prime minister's office.

"What did you say?! It moves again?!"

After hearing the news, a middle-aged man in the office had his face turned ashen, while his hand holding a telephone receiver trembled slightly.

This middle-aged man was none other than the Japanese prime minister who had just finished giving a speech to the public.

"W-Where is the monster headed? Is it returning to the deep sea? We cannot attack it if it intends to return to the deep sea!"

"..."

To the prime minister's question, the chief cabinet secretary on the other end of the phone remained awkwardly silent at first, then answered.

"...Unfortunately, Mr. Prime Minister... It's not the sea..."

In an instant, the prime minister seemed to lose all of his energy, sinking heavily into his office chair.

Without a doubt, the monster's target was the land—or, more precisely, Japan's capital city, Tokyo, the world's largest megacity with a population of thirty-seven million.

===

Fuyuki, temporary base of the Caster group.

"So... He's reaching his limit..."

Morgan withdrew her gaze from the TV screen, her expression turning serious.

"Caster, what should we do next? It seems that the situation is dire..."

Even though there was no one else in the room, another woman's voice could be heard, talking to Morgan.

"Because my heart is made from my Master's flesh and blood, I can feel it... He seems to be drifting farther away from me..."

Upon hearing Zealot's words, Morgan tilted her head slightly, then spoke up.

"Hahh... It seems like his long-suppressed desires have erupted all at once, causing his brain to go haywire..."

Morgan rubbed her temple tiredly, then folded her arms across her chest.

"Hmph, to be honest, it's really impressive that he managed to suppress his Beast's desires for so many years."

"We could rush over now, but I don't think the two of us alone can stop Master from going berserk. Although my Noble Phantasm can completely eliminate that Gigantic Horror, I cannot guarantee that Master will regain his sanity after it is destroyed."

"What about using Command Spells?" Zealot suggested.

"No."

Morgan decisively shook her head slightly, looking towards her abdomen.

Even though she said that, the crimson tattoo-like pattern on her skin was proof of her and Ragna's contract as Master and Servant.

Needless to say, Morgan was lying.

Indeed, the Command Spells couldn't restrain an entity on the level of Horrors, but if the person using them was Morgan, they could.

By using her unparalleled magecraft expertise to amplify the Command Spells, she could restore Ragna to calmness, returning his sanity.

Yet, Morgan told Zealot that she was powerless, which was undoubtedly a lie.

As Morgan was in dilemma, suddenly, the Gigantic Horror, which had already shown up on the TV screen, stopped advancing.

"...Huh? Why did it suddenly stop?" Zealot asked in confusion.

"It's over..."

As Morgan said that, a hint of loneliness flashed in her eyes for a moment before she turned and walked away.

"Someone has already restored Master to normal..."

"Huh? Who did it? How did they do it?" Zealot asked confusedly.

Without answering, Morgan dissipated into magical energy and disappeared from the living room.

Back in her room, Morgan collapsed onto the bed as if all strength had left her body.

"Heh... I truly am a selfish woman..."

Turning over in the bed, the witch gazed up at the stains on the ceiling while her pure white fingers traced the crimson tattoos on her abdomen.

"No matter what happens... I never want to use the Command Spells inscribed here, not even once..."

===

Several minutes ago.

After reaching the land, Ragna, still inside the Gigantic Horror, no longer beheld the boundless seas.

Everywhere were humans and traces of human habitation.

'Alright... Who should I start eating first?'

Ragna raised the Gigantic Horror's tentacles, preparing to release small Horrors, but suddenly—

Ring-Ring-Ring!

Upon hearing his phone suddenly ringing, his fantasies of 'The Fall of the Holy City' and 'The Holy City in Flames' were abruptly interrupted.

'Dammit, who's ruining my good time... Hold on...'

Could it be the president of the United States acknowledging his title as the strongest creature on land, swearing allegiance to him, and signing a peace treaty with him?

Ragna smirked, breaking the link with the Gigantic Horror and pulling out his Motorola from his pocket.

"Who's this?"

"I'm your mom."

"I'm gonna kick yo—Good morning, Manaka..."

"Mm."

On the other end of the call, Manaka comforted her younger sister, who was hiding in her arms, while affectionately gazing at her beloved son on the TV screen, now transformed into a giant monster with grotesque tentacles.

"Ragna, breakfast is ready. It's your favorite takoyaki and crab roe buns. After you're done playing, why not come home for a visit?"