Outback Steakhouse, is not a location I would normally go to, since I am alone. It feels pathetic to eat here alone after all.

  Anyway, I entered the diner... where are they... oh, right there at the huge middle table. Seven people showed up, oh, Robin Hood girl and the pink girl are here too, they looked away from me.

  A boy with maroon hair spotted me, his name was Jeremiah if I remember correctly, "Charlotte! You are here!!"

  "Hello, have you guys started before me?", I asked as I took an empty seat, pcing down the briefcase holding Quirinus by my side.

  I am still iffy about what Amelia said, I can say that she means good for me. But Romulus is...

  "We just finished ordering, quick! Choose your food!", he urged and gave me the menu. I guess I'll have to think about him ter.

  Hmm, there are a lot of delicious choices here... but let's start with something obviously good.

  I raised my left arm, waving around, "Excuse me, I would like to order Ribeye, French Fries, and a..."

  I see the waiter, with light purple hair and eyes reflecting the gaxy itself, Asteral.

  "What the fuck are you doing here?", I asked him with an intense stare.

  "Working part-time.", he shrugged, "You had Ribeye, and French Fries, and what was your st order?"

  "Fried Shrimps.", I answered.

  "What would you like for a drink?"

  "Red wine.", I am feeling daring today.

  "Are you old enough to drink?", he tilted his head, giving me a skeptical look.

  "I'll give you a tip.", I smile innocently.

  "Okay... cold iced tea.", he wrote and went away.

  Damn... Asteral has no chill.

  "Who was that?", Dan asked, "Your boyfriend?"

  "No, just someone I know from css. Plus, he's older than me.", I already have my knight. Theodore was the first boy I ever met, someone younger, and... he intrigued me more than Asteral.

  Between a boy who can manipute causality and a guy who can control gravity. It's an easy choice.

  I like Theo, he is fun.

  "Oh! Are you somehow reted to Andras Silvi?", a girl asked me, she is... Maria, curly blonde hair.

  "I'm his second daughter, born right before the Greeco Civil War. I became an orphan that was rescued by the aid force of the U.S.A. Never to get to know my parents until very recently.", by recent I mean just a month ago.

  "Oh... sorry for touching on something sensitive.", she shies away.

  I do really have a knack for ending conversations.

  "It's not like I have enough time to get to know them. At least I got in contact with my sister.", even though she ghosted me, like, a lot. Only answer when Kratos is around since she has to keep up the appearance of a lovely girl. Or because I keep calling when she's about to sleep or in the dead of night, time zone problems.

  We continue to chat, learning things about each other. Some are about awful break-ups, and others are going crazy about a particur game.

  I must say, I blend in with the boys more than the girls. Though I kinda miss Hoa...

  "Can I invite someone over?", I asked them.

  "Sure! The more the merrier!", Dan cheered, "Who are you going to invite?"

  "Hoa, she still owes me a favor. She honors what she owes, she will come.", I began calling her.

  [In the middle of something here, make it quick]

  I can hear screams in the background. I wonder what she is doing.

  "I'm having a welcoming party with some of the guys in our css."

  [Can't go today, I have to— Get back here, Uvoma! I'm not finished with you!!]

  More screams followed.

  "Who is with you?"

  [Herald of the Manic Song, My Lord the Madden Fme want me to kill this guy.]

  I get up from my seat and run into the restroom without saying a word. My cssmates were bewildered for some reason.

  "You are having a Herald battle?", I try to keep my heart calm.

  [Yes—]

  "WITHOUT ME?!?!", I yelled over the phone.

  [Fuck— shit! Don't fucking scream out of nowhere!!]

  "Where are you right now?", I asked, tapping my finger on the sink's edge— cracking it.

  [I won't tell you— Eat this!!]

  Whoever this Herald of the Manic Song is, they seem to be having a very bad time. I hear an explosion going off.

  [I'll call you back when I'm free.]

  She ended the call right then and there. Hmm, I guess I'll see her tonight.

  I went back to my seat, and the table was all set while I was away. Damn, these people work fast.

  I sat down, eating my meal quietly while others were chatting. Hmm, this Ribeye is pretty good, the seasoning penetrates the meat just right, and the smoky fvor is on another whole level. I tried out the fries... they are good, salty, and a bit spicy.

  Normally, I like mild food more, as it lets me enjoy the true fvor of my meal, but this is fine I guess. Then the shrimps, damn they are good, going nicely with the BBQ sauce.

  Then I cleansed my pate with tea... this feel wrong. There is something inside me calling out, telling me this isn't the right drink.

  Normally, as a Greek, I should be able to drink wine or beer as a cultural importance. But... I don't really enjoy drinking something that tastes weird...

  I should buy a bottle of wine after today and taste it for myself.

  After the short and awkward meal, as I did not speak a single word, the others decided to go for some karaoke. Well, I did destroy one after I got too excited, so I declined and went on my separate way.

  They see me as approachable but mysterious now, I am willing to talk to anyone who opens up to me after all.

  On the way home, I called Enna.

  "Enna, buy me a bottle of wine. Since I am not legally able to."

  [Wouldn't that nd me in jail for giving alcohol to minors?]

  "Only if you are caught.", I giggle. An Angel in jail seems like a fun concept to me.

  [Fine... go home already.]

  I ended the call, humming to myself a tune. It is almost curfew time, the others will have to stay inside the karaoke for the night. While I will be chilling at home—

  I drove my sportbike to the side, dodging an incoming arrow, aimed straight at my head. Hmm, an assassination attempt.

  I look at a tall building... right there, under the moonlight, is a figure holding a bow... I can sense divine energy from them... but not completely.

  "Open, Gate of Akasha. Barrel Pointed at God, Fallen Starlight."

  An inky bck portal appeared beside me, connecting to everything made by my Reverie. From it, I pulled out Fallen Starlight.

  I loaded my gun with Justice Mist, awakening it as it shone in the night... which was surprisingly empty— no, I could not sense anyone around me.

  I am alone...

  Yes!!

  I smiled, pointing Fallen Starlight to the sky. I have you in my sight.

  "Your Final Gift to Him...", a bullet formed inside the chamber, filled with the power of humanity's craving for righteousness.

  "Made from our Blood and Labor.", the bullet inside began to spin.

  "Reforged by the Akasha.", then I pulled the trigger.

  "Fallen Starlight."

  Eight beams of light flew out of the barrel with no sound, coiling into the sky. They come for the archer, who tries to run away.

  But as they say, Justice will be served.

  Justice...

  I folded Fallen Starlight, then wore it over my shoulder. I turned the engine sound of my sportbike to the maximum.

  Pressing on both brakes, I cranked on full throttle. The engine let out a deafening roar!!

  BRRRRRRR!!!!

  FUCK YEAH!!

  I let go of the brakes— which make the sportbike go at 30 kmph instantly, then it just keeps climbing up and up! There is no limit to the speed this baby can reach!!

  Hehahahaha!!

  While I was riding, the figure chased after me, firing several silver arrows. There was a few close calls, some almost hitting my head. With Survive, I know what is going around me at any moment... nothing can touch me if I don't want it to.

  My eyes locked onto the running figure... dull silver hair like the moon... from the body type, that's a woman. She's not escaping Fallen Starlight—

  Eight beams of light penetrated her body from the back. I saw bits and pieces of metal flying off, gears and terminals of machinery. Then the beams looped back into the sky, becoming one singur bullet...

  Piercing the thing from the head, all the way down to the bottom. Her body went limp and fell off the building.

  I pressed the front brake, turning to the side slightly— my bike slid on the side, creating a lot of smoke. Hmm, asphalt smells pretty bad.

  I stare at the broken body that nded behind me. Making a trip back to it, I see it's... a machine through and through. Not a Sanctum of Steel member with their weird mechanical enhancements.

  Although to be honest, I never actually met anyone from there.

  I got off my sportbike, approaching the junk... I see a core in it, radiating divine energy.

  Reverie?

  That right there is an Artificial God, one of Romulus' dear creations ~! Gods made out of fragments of other gods after Remus went on his crusade to destroy all gods!!

  Well then, it looks like what Amelia said was wrong. This thing belonged to Romulus, so he sent it here to kill me...

  As Romulus said, he decred war on me. He has an army of gods serving him, while I have weapons far more powerful than he could have. We are pretty neck and neck in terms of power...

  Now, I have no idea what the fragment he has can do, aside from giving him invincibility to all attacks. Only with the Lance of the World can he be killed...

  I wish I could extract information from this Artificial God, but it's dead. Should've thought this through... Fallen Starlight can one-shot any god, it's just that the previous people I used it on are either really big, can cheat death, or very durable.

  "Reverie.", I let the inky bck sludge out, dripping from my hands... and consumed the body of this abomination.

  Diana... its name popped into my mind. The Roman Goddess of the Moon, huh. Not that I care.

  Now, with that out of the way. When did I get here, in this fake reality? And how do I get out?

  This is obviously Romulus' power, just like that throne room he created when we first met. Seria broke me out of it, so it is breakable...

  Break...

  Yes! I took Quirinus out of its briefcase. Letting the silver tendrils wrapped around my hand...

  "In the Name of Humanity.", I stabbed it into the ground, letting the wind coils around the nce.

  Then I let embers of Malice Fme touch it, making the nce glow red, "Grow and Roar, Destroy all in my way."

  I see the world cracking as the tornado grows and expands, its howls breaking this false world apart...

  I found myself a kilometer away from where I was, right back just a moment before I was shot at. My sportbike is still by my side.

  Well, it's time to go home. Before the cops find me.

  I have to rethink how I approach Romulus, seeing as he sent an assassin... I will make him pay for messing with my daily life...

  I will bring him to...

  Justice.

  =0=0=

  "So He is not here in the Holy See.", the Automaton girl traced her finger on the top of the Saint Peter's Basilica, rubbing the dust off it, "Peter has a pce named after him in the Holy See, I wonders who else in our former circle got a pce in honor of them?"

  She took out a phone she stole, "At least this pce have connect to the virtual web of our home."

  Iscariot searched on the phone, finding the location of a certain Holy Man. The results were instant.

  "Aah, so here you are.", she smiled, tapping the phone, "Ataraxia Academy, where people who are called Gem Holders learn to control their abilities, and not fall into the temptation of their source of power."

  She began to search more about the Academy, finding its location, and... an evil grin grew on her face, her crimson eyes glow with malevolence.

  "John Titor, you cannot fool me with your appearance, no matter how much time had passed. I still know who you are, and what you are..."

  She crushed the phone, throwing it away on the roof. Her eyes stared down at the giant Mecha, standing in the middle of the road, unnoticed by all who passed by him.

  "We are going to Mu, my Other Half.", she spoke softly in an endearing way.

  "So the time has come.", Judas replied, looking up at her.

  "Yes, and we are able to see an old friend if we want to...", she shook her head, "We have to see him if we want to get to our Target."

  "Because he is our old friend."

  "The Beloved One."