Izumi felt the newly gained divinity flowing within his body—and couldn't help but chuckle.
As expected… humans really were the most incredible.
If this is what you all desire… then I'll become your god.
With that thought, Izumi smiled.
The gods of Disboard were unlike those of other worlds.
They were beings born from concepts themselves.
Originally, humanity in this world had no god of their own.
But now—
They did.
And that god… was Izumi.
Humanity in this world had been born from nature itself—nurtured by heaven and earth.
If one were to speak of a "god," then the world itself would have been their deity.
But now, that very concept had shifted.
It had settled upon Izumi.
He had become their new god.
A brand-new race piece materialized in his hand.
Izumi didn't hesitate—he accepted it.
Only then did he turn his gaze to the Star Grail (Suniaster) in his other hand.
A faint smile formed on his lips as he raised it high.
It was time.
Time to redefine the laws of this world.
His voice echoed across the entirety of Disboard.
"Now that the war has ended… I shall establish new rules for this world!"
At his declaration, all beings looked up toward the sky.
What was this new One True God planning?
Izumi's smile deepened as he proclaimed:
...
"First: From this day forth, all killing, war, and plunder are forbidden."
"Second: All disputes shall be resolved through games."
"Third: In every game, both parties must wager something they mutually agree upon—including abilities, possessions, or anything else they own."
"Fourth: As long as it does not violate the Third Rule, the content and stakes of games are unrestricted."
"Fifth: The challenged party has the right to decide the rules of the game."
"Sixth: Before any game begins, both sides must swear an oath to the Covenants."
"Seventh: In group disputes, a full representative must be appointed."
"Eighth: Any act of cheating, once exposed, results in immediate defeat."
"Ninth: In my name, I declare these rules absolute and unchangeable."
"Tenth: Let us all enjoy ourselves… and play games together!"
...
As the final words fell, Izumi took out a card and pressed it onto the Star Grail.
In the next instant—
The world changed once more.
The rules he established were nearly identical to those of the original Covenants.
The only difference…
Was that one could now wager even their abilities.
It was closer to the rules of Little Garden.
But far more harmonious.
And these laws would remain in effect—even if other worlds were fused into this one.
The card he had used was none other than a World Fusion Card.
As it activated, the transformation spread across the entire world.
The Star Grail itself dissolved into light—merging into Izumi's body.
Spring seemed to arrive in an instant.
Life blossomed.
Ruins faded away.
The world itself took on a more fantastical, vibrant nature.
At the same time, countless races sensed something strange—
New beings had appeared.
Among them, the most numerous… were humans.
The fusion had begun.
Izumi's world and Disboard were now becoming one.
The gods acknowledged by Izumi felt the change immediately.
Excitement surged through them.
Concepts began to merge into Izumi's divine system.
For example—Eris's concept of luck.
Even the gods of Disboard themselves were gradually absorbed into his pantheon, becoming part of Izumi's divine authority.
The entire world was evolving.
And so was Izumi's domain.
Watching all of this unfold, Izumi nodded in satisfaction.
This had been a massive gain.
The original Disboard beneath him had vanished completely—fully integrated into his world.
Those he had brought with him returned along with it.
After glancing around, Izumi vanished in a flash—returning to his world.
The moment he arrived—
Cheers erupted.
Countless people were celebrating.
Especially the humans of Disboard.
At that moment, they could no longer hold back.
They fell to their knees, covering their faces as they wept.
Peace… had finally come.
They could finally stand tall.
Meanwhile, people from the Nasuverse began interacting with those from Disboard, curiosity written all over their faces.
Thanks to the prohibition of violence, no conflicts arose.
From now on, this world would function like Little Garden—
If you wanted to fight, fine.
Then wager your abilities.
Izumi stroked his chin as he observed everything.
Should I divide this world into multiple layers…?
After a moment, he shook his head.
Not yet.
The world was still too small.
That could wait for the future.
For now… there were more pressing matters.
Like dealing with the Flügel and the Ex-Machina.
With that thought, Izumi disappeared once more—returning to his massive tree-top castle.
It was… lively.
The Machine Girls were surrounded by the Cursed Children, who were enthusiastically examining their mechanical armor—
While confidently spouting complete nonsense.
Meanwhile, the captured Flügel were also surrounded by the children.
Some of the kids were even treating them like dolls—
Hugging them and squishing them without restraint.
"Let go of me! This is humiliation!!"
The Flügel cried out in protest.
But instead of fear, the children only found them adorable.
Seeing this scene, Izumi couldn't help but twitch at the corner of his mouth.
Nearby, Illya and the others stood watching.
The moment she saw Izumi return, Illyasviel von Einzbern ran over and immediately started complaining:
"Izumi-oniichan, you really are a lolicon, aren't you?"
"You went out and came back with this many little girls! That's just insane!!"
Hearing that, Izumi's face darkened.
Damn it… that label is basically confirmed now, isn't it?
Well… whatever.
At this point, who even cared about such rumors?
He shot Illya a glare and replied:
"That's right. I am a lolicon."
"Illya, come to my room tonight."
(ΩДΩ)
Illya froze instantly.
Her face turned bright red.
"W-wait… I… I-I-I…"
She fell into complete confusion.
Should she agree?
Seeing her overthinking spiral, Izumi decided to ignore her.
Instead, he walked toward the Flügel and clapped his hands, signaling the children to let them go.
Jibril immediately flew to his side, watching with great interest.
She wanted to see how Izumi would deal with the Flügel.
After scanning them, Izumi spoke calmly:
"You all heard Artosh's final words."
"From today onward, you will follow me."
"When I tell you to do something, you do it—no questions asked."
"Even if it's to warm—ahem."
He abruptly coughed, cutting himself off mid-sentence.