Anime Multiverse: Building a Pantheon from Scratch

When Sharon regained consciousness after sinking into the darkness, she immediately realized something was off.

Her vision was normal. So was her sense of touch. Pain and hearing were intact too. But—she couldn't move her body.

The one currently in control was surveying the surroundings.

Still the same dull gray concrete building. Bullet holes pockmarked the floor. Bloodstains remained. Pain radiated from her limbs where bullets had pierced through. From all this, Sharon could tell she had only been unconscious for a few seconds at most.

So, what exactly do you plan to do with my body, Mister Sun? Sharon thought to herself, half curious, half amused.

She was certain the man now controlling her body could hear her inner voice. But more importantly, she knew she was currently caught in a deadly situation—snipers outside, enemies within, completely surrounded, and heavily wounded. Her chances of survival were practically zero.

So, she was very interested in knowing—what exactly did this man who hijacked her body intend to do?

Though her body was being used, the danger wasn't hers to face—this feeling was oddly strange and surreal.

As Sharon mulled over this bizarre sensation, she saw her own hand move.

That hand—wrist pierced and still bleeding, the once delicate and pale skin now marred—slowly reached into her nun's robe.

(?!)

The abrupt action froze Sharon's thoughts.

Just as she was mentally reeling from what she assumed was some kind of perverted move by her possessor, her hand pulled out several vials of differently colored potions.

What… healing potions? Sharon recognized them immediately. But when she saw that he was about to pour them into her mouth, she quickly protested.

Are you insane? The reason those demon hunter potions are so effective is because of the unique abilities used in their ingredients and crafting!

After the SDS used Abyssal artifacts to seal powers, the magical components inside these potions have been destabilized. Even if the seal is lifted, the potions won't return to their original state!

They're now unstable magical brews with completely unpredictable effects!

Despite her urgent warning, the man controlling her body—Luo Shu, who had introduced himself as "Mister Sun"—remained unfazed. He shook the vials casually and, without hesitation, downed them.

I just said they're unstable! What are you thinking?!

As the potion touched her throat, Sharon—who had thought she could sit back and watch as a bystander—was stunned.

Szzzz!

A searing pain, like boiling water poured onto bare skin, surged through her.

Sharon let out a muffled groan. Even someone trained in pain endurance like her found it nearly unbearable.

And yet, Luo Shu, calmly controlling her body, didn't flinch in the slightest. He simply raised her arm and examined the rapidly healing wound on it, his expression showing clear satisfaction.

Just as his instincts had told him: though the alchemic potion had deteriorated, it still retained effective healing properties.

Thanks to this gamble, the severe blood loss and injuries that had nearly crippled Sharon were finally being brought under control.

After enduring the intense pain for a while, Sharon—now feeling weak but clearer—muttered in her mind, So, even though the potion mutated, it still heals... just with added side effects like pain? No, there must be other side effects too. But I'll admit—you bet right. The potion still works.

Before, in her condition, she couldn't even dare to move, for fear of a sniper taking her down in an instant. Now, though she didn't know what the side effects would be or when they'd hit, at least she could move again.

So what now? How do you plan to get me out of here alive?

"Walk out through the front door," Luo Shu said calmly, using Sharon's own voice.

What did you just say? Sharon froze, her tone filled with disbelief. Walk out through the front door? Are you serious?

Luo Shu didn't answer. Instead, he picked up a submachine gun from the floor, turned, and pushed open the nearby door, stepping into the corridor.

He walked over to the window as casually as if he were out for a stroll.

Are you crazy?! There are snipers everywhere out there!!

Sure enough, the moment Sharon's body came into view of the outside—

Four hundred meters away, three prone snipers simultaneously locked on to her and pulled their triggers.

But in that instant, Luo Shu didn't even glance their way. He simply raised the SMG and fired three shots toward the window.

Bang bang bang!

The gunfire echoed.

At the same time, Luo Shu took a calm step back.

Three bullet holes suddenly appeared in the wall to Sharon's side, leaving noticeable craters.

It was easy to imagine—had Luo Shu not backed away at that precise moment, Sharon's head would've been blown off.

What just happened? Sharon couldn't make sense of the situation.

She had fully expected to be shot the moment she appeared by the window.

So why didn't the snipers fire again after their initial miss? Standing still like that, she should've been an easy target.

Could it be…

Did this man just… shoot and take out the snipers with those three blind shots?

That's impossible!

First of all, the maximum range of an SMG is just 500 meters.

And this man hadn't even looked out the window—he had just casually fired three shots.

Three blind shots from an SMG… and he hit snipers hundreds of meters away? How is that even possible?!

Unable to contain her curiosity, Sharon finally asked in her mind, How did you do that?

Luo Shu paused and replied simply, "I had a feeling they'd hit."

...'Had a feeling'?! What kind of answer is that?

But Luo Shu offered no further explanation. He simply turned and began walking toward the stairwell.

—

Meanwhile, back inside the local police office.

Reports were streaming into Ryoko Yakushiji's earpiece.

The woman in a crisp white suit, her legs clad in sheer nude stockings, listened expressionlessly.

"C7 has sighted the target—preparing to fire."

"C8 has sighted the target—preparing to fire."

"C9 has sighted the target—preparing to fire."

But after the initial radio chatter, three stunned voices followed.

"What?!"

"How?!"

"That's impossible!"

Maki Shirō glanced at Ryoko Yakushiji and quickly asked, "What's going on?"

"C7 reporting—the target evaded the sniper fire. Repeating—the target evaded the sniper fire," came the reply.

A flicker of irritation crossed Ryoko Yakushiji's face.

"Then shoot again. Do I need to teach you how?" she snapped.

Maki Shirō immediately grabbed the microphone and relayed the order, "Continue firing on the target!"

But this time—there was no response from the Special Operations Team's snipers.

Realizing something was wrong, Maki quickly asked, "C7, C8, C9—report your current status immediately!"

"C9 reporting—the target hit our sniper rifle from 400 meters with an SMG. Repeating—the target hit our sniper rifle from 400 meters with an SMG. We can no longer engage. Over."

The moment he heard that, Maki Shirō exploded, shouting into the mic:

"What did you say?! Hit your sniper rifle from 400 meters?! And with an SMG that barely reaches that distance?! Are you kidding me?!"

"...Negative. This is no joke, sir. Over."

And then, dead silence fell over the comms.

Maki Shirō's expression darkened with embarrassment. He knew full well that his men wouldn't lie about something like this. But with Ryoko Yakushiji standing right here, he had to put on a brave face.

If she lost her temper afterward, not only would his team suffer—he might not survive it himself.

He glanced up at her—and found her watching the surveillance feed with an amused, intrigued gaze.

"Where's Sharon now?" Ryoko Yakushiji asked, a sly smile playing on her lips.

Maki asked the field team and answered, "The target is moving through the stairwell, appears to be heading for the first floor."

"How interesting… she wants to break out through the front?" Ryoko Yakushiji crossed her legs, lips curling slightly. "Then let's humor her for a bit."

With that, she issued a command.

"Patch me into all field communications—I'll take over command on site."

"...Understood."