The Lone SF Transmigrator in the Otherworld Forum

A little child was squatting down, drawing on the ground with a twig. One big person, one small person.

“Heheheh!”

Even though she tried to hold it in, giggles kept escaping. How could she keep it inside! She finally had a family of her own.

The girl drew two lines between the big person and the small person on the ground. Her lips quivered, as if trying to suppress her laughter. Her picture looked like two people holding hands.

-You are such a pitiful existence.

-I swear to rip you to little shreds!

-You’re just a creature spawned to kill humans.

-Kill her! Kill the Berserker Witch!

-You don’t know, do you? The feelings that brought us here.

She suddenly remembered old memories. The days when she was called the Berserker Witch, mindlessly slaughtering without knowing anything.

She had endured painful curses. More hurtful than the wounds that exposed her innards when she used to be weak.

But it was fine now. She too had a family, a daddy. Something to protect.

An image floated to the girl’s mind. A person who was handsome, cool, and also very strong. He even treated her like a normal child—a real person and not the Berserker Witch.

Others in World were similar, but a bit different. As she got stronger, they treated her as a powerful individual, but no one treated her purely as an ordinary child.

Hehe.

Now she did not need to decorate a house or give gifts to visitors to make a family, to not be alone.

Of course, this relationship was only valid on Earth, with the condition that it was not possible in official settings. Nevertheless…

Perpe isn’t lonely anymore!

She did not understand such complicated things, and was simply happy to have a daddy. She just had to endure when daddy was working.

Of course, Perpe wanted to beg him to be her daddy even when he was working, but…

People say you shouldn’t do what your family doesn’t like.

From observing the deaths of many others, she had learned and realized certain things.

-I miss my wife…. cough.

-I should’ve listened to my child.

-No wonder I felt a stone in my chest when my parents tried to stop me…

She also developed other desires.

And also… they say family is something to protect!

Perpe got to her feet, picking up the greatsword on the ground.

“I don’t like fighting… but I have to protect my family!”

She made a firm resolution: to become even stronger to protect daddy!

Just as she was about to start training by swinging her greatsword.

[A new announcement has been posted.]

“Wuh?”

Her eyes went round with surprise.

***

-Writer: Cosmic Emperor

-Title: Announcement for Community Grand Integration.

Behold, pitiful users.

This Galactic Empire shall proceed with the integration of Community dimensions.

This is for the purpose of defense against 《Chaos》, the first major enemy of the Galactic Empire and, by extension, the Integrated Dimensional Community. It is also for everyone’s sake.

Regrettably, this is not a recommendation but a notification, and understand that we have made this decision for the greater good.

Prepare yourselves.

Those who have paved the way in advance to welcome the Galactic Empire’s visit shall receive ample rewards, and those who resist will not escape the wrath of the Galactic Empire’s millions of cannons.

This is both my will, and the will of the Galactic Empire.

Welcome the Galactic Empire according to your own choices.

Naturally, comments poured in rapidly.

ㄴwtf is this shit about?

ㄴWhat else? Oradge’s finally showed his true colors.

ㄴO.O

ㄴpitiful my ass oi

ㄴWhat happens now? Forced incorporation? Invasion?

ㄴwhat a boss. oradge aura +10000

ㄴIsn’t this just a declaration of war against the entire Integrated Dimensional Community?

ㄴwat kaiju lol isn’t it just an excuse

ㄴso what can you do about it lol

Chaos erupted in the Community, as one would expect. It flared up like fuel added to fire.

The Galactic Empire was making a move, led by Oradge himself.

Everyone knew by now that he was an unbelievable monster. The tone of his declaration was neither gentle nor persuasive; it struck like an abrupt decree, charged with a domineering aura that only the Emperor could wield.

It was inevitable that aggressive comments expressing anxiety were posted. They could not curb their fear otherwise. A drastic change in one’s environment was stressful for anyone.

Countless protests poured in, from boycott movements to mindless spamming of hate images.

But troublemakers were always a small minority. If public opinion did not follow, they tended to settle quickly.

The tone of the comments gradually changed.

ㄴya so what can you do about it?

ㄴwhat do you mean welcome? ofc we gotta get ready to greet them with our panties down

ㄴo shud I go practice my grand bow then?

ㄴOradge finally drew his sword because of those griefers! Kyaa!

ㄴRUN!

ㄴtime to get schooled in real life @_@

ㄴAh, u believe that?

ㄴwho cares. whether nobility stands above us or oradge, it’s all the same

ㄴfr lol doubt anything changes unless you’re upper class?

Safety insensitivity? Resignation? Or was it just a feeling of unreality?

Of course, those were not the only reasons. Putting aside the Galactic Empire’s might, the various policies Karlstein had implemented so far had left a positive impression on the users.

Woah, SF future civilization? Cutting-edge technology? How can it be this convenient?

Sniff. Now I don’t have to go back home! This makes even the Middle Age liveable.

Moreover, the image of the World army, currently assigned as the invading force’s leader, also played a part.

ㄴwonder where Yongyong’s going

ㄴI hope Versya comes to our side.

ㄴkyaa! didn’t think I’d ever be welcoming Barron oppa!

ㄴMephir should prove to be a good match. Hope he comes soon.

ㄴi shall lock da door if Perpe ain’t knocking

ㄴLOLicon

While there were a few spouting absurd nonsense…

In any case, the Community could not ignore the conspiracy theory that Kaiju were just an excuse and it was the Galactic Empire’s scheme. However, such speculation instantly disappeared after Oradge’s follow-up announcement.

ㄴI heard they’re going to live broadcast the subjugation of Chaos’s top entities?

ㄴThose rumored Single Numbers?

ㄴya. looks like the empire is serious

ㄴI was curious too. It seemed like they were easily defeating them, so I didn’t get why the Galactic Empire was so cautious.

ㄴwe’ll find out this time

ㄴthat wont be all. we might also see the true power of the empire

ㄴfr im lining up for this

ㄴI take no orders from fools weaker than me. I’ll be watching this live broadcast.

The announcement that they would live broadcast the subjugation of the top entities of their main enemy, 《Chaos》, piqued everyone’s curiosity.

Just how powerful were these beings that even the seemingly invincible Galactic Empire was cautious of them? Was it really not just an excuse?

Well, they would be finding out.

Time passed amidst everyone’s expectations.

***Knock knock-

“Come in.”

Creak-

The door of the spacious office opened, and a well-built old man in a suit entered.

“Hmm… It’s always so bleak in here.”

“… I don’t suppose you came here to pick a fight?”

“What? Hahaha. Your jokes are always amusing.”

Thud-

The old man plopped down on the sofa, putting his feet up on the table.

“…”

Who would dare to show such nerve in the office of Leira, the Fire Witch of Fallen Planet?

If he was not also from Fallen Planet, the old man would likely have been reduced to ashes. But then again, that would only be true if the old man was an ordinary person.

Leira frowned at the interruption, as she had been reviewing the supply preparation status, but the other party did not budge. He owned a reputation no less formidable than the Fire Witch.

Leira eventually sighed and shook her head.

“Haah…. What brings you here? Everyone must be busy preparing for the subjugation now.”

“Hahaha. I’ve been busy in my own way too. And you also know? I’m more of a physical type than a brain type.”

The old man playfully flexed his arm, making his suit bulge as though it might burst at the seams.

“Don’t you ever think about wearing clothes that fit? How unsightly… Men who only know muscles, tsk.”

“Hahaha. I didn’t know you saw me as a man.”

“That’s enough nonsense. I won’t forgive you if you say more.”

“Hmm! Right. You’re also aiming for His Majesty, aren’t you? I misspoke.”

“…”

Leira’s brow furrowed at the old man’s characteristic slyness, but only for a moment.

“Haah…. So what’s the matter? Surely you didn’t come just for comfort.”

“Haha. That’s not entirely untrue.”

A Single Number Subjugation was not a matter to be taken lightly. It was the greatest undertaking in the universe that required all the Galactic Empire’s strength and luck.

“Are you telling me to believe you?”

“Hahaha. I see you’ve grown as suspicious as the others.”

Perhaps the old man really did come like this to ease the tension of the Single Number Subjugation.

No one thought that everyone would survive after the subjugation. Surely, more than a few heroes would meet their deaths. Although they bickered, they might be preparing their hearts as this could be the last time for some of their comrades.

“Enough, just get to the point.”

But Leira coldly cut off the old man’s words. Although he went around chuckling and laughing carefreely, it was just a facade. There were not many as rational and cold as the old man.

Such a snake of an old geezer.

If His Majesty had not taken him in in the past, he would have long since become a wandering spirit, as he was one of the most notorious space criminals.

He was, after all, the former leader of Arang Crew, which was the predecessor of the space pirate alliance Sparrow.

Though well… Arang Crew had long since been torn apart at the Emperor’s hands.

“I see… Well, you must be busy too, so I’ll get to the point.”

There was no need to be wary of someone who was in the Emperor’s hands. It was fine to treat him simply as a colleague. Having served His Majesty closely for no small amount of time, the old man would not dare think of betrayal.

However…

“Do you think this subjugation will be successful?”

At the old man’s following words, sparks flew in Leira’s eyes.

“…Are you doubting His Majesty’s success?”

If he answered yes, she was prepared to tear the old man before her to pieces, colleague or not. She would shred him utterly, leaving not a single fragment behind, erasing any trace of his existence.