Reincarnated Into Anime World

"Yeah, you'll be putting no one into anything."

Like a certain ninja once said, explosion is an art. And with my art proficiency being of intermediate proficiency, my explosions were indeed quite fancy.

Of course, I wasn't stupid to just stand there and wait for the smoke to dissipate to see the results. I immediately followed up with another attack using my tails.

"As expected, this girl is more important than yourself."

"I have no idea how you came to that conclusion, but please continue deluding yourself. In this world, I only live for myself."

BOOM!

Another bomb exploded, creating more smoke. But all of it was of no importance to me, who have a sharper nose.

"Jaw of demise!"

"Kouhasha! Asougi! Nayuta!"

One from my left, one from my right. The brown-haired and blond-haired attacked me from both sides, but just as I was about to counter, Shiro suddenly appeared beside me and put out her palm.

"Fuutarou is stupid! Shiro can fight too! I'm the same as you!" A hexagonal chain appeared from her open palm and joined up with my own blood.

"Haha!" A smile formed on my face, hearing what Shiro said, "Let's go out with a bang then!"

A ball started to form rapidly on top of my palm, wrapped around by Shiro's palm.

It soon turned to some monstrosity with countless chains lagging behind my ball, no, my bullet of blood.

"It seems like your unhappiness will be my happiness..."

BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOM!!

A bright light enveloped the entire place, and we could see the shadow of blond-haired and brown-haired surprised expressions.

The smoke soon cleared, and we could now see our surroundings again. An enormous crater was left in our place, and no living thing could be found in that radius.

"We might have missed our childhood to be together, but I love you, Shiro."

"Me too! Me too!" Shiro jumped and hugged me, "I love you too! Since a long time ago!"

∞ .

When we got back to the initial meeting point, I was shocked. There were originally three groups before I flew to fight the two deadmen. But after returning, there were only three people left.

Everyone else was not breathing, and the air stank of pungent blood. The rubbles and ground were stained with bodies, limbs weren't where they were supposed to be.

"What the shit just happened?" I cursed under my breath. I left for a few minutes, and a massacre happened?

Turning to the only guy left, I stared at him as he smirked.

The twins behind him wore a formal black suit with a white shirt under it. They also have a red tie. One's hair reaches over her shoulders while the other has shoulder-lengthed hair. Similar to Shiro, they are albino, so they have red eyes and somewhat grey skin.

"You have utterly destroyed my entire life worth of plan."

"Which is to free the Wretched Egg, I ȧssume."

"Ho? You sure know a lot."

"I only know what I know...why are you so obsessed with the Wretched Egg?"

"Curious boy, aren't you? Well, it's simple, really. I love her, after all!" The green-haired man tilted his head backward and proclaimed, "Chan! En! Kill the boy."

"There is no need for you to partake in father's love." The twins' hands joined up together while their hair did the same. On their other hand, each of them held a gun which they aimed at me.

"Hallow Swallow."

"Dance Macabre."

SLASH!

And for the first time in this life, I got injured by someone who wasn't Shiro. I was sliced at my legs, forearms, torso, and shoulder. 8 areas in under a second.

"Your movements..."

"Our branch of sin 'connect'...mind and machine. Mind and mind. We manipulate them 'connecting'."

"Yeah, I don't care at all. You guys are fast, both in movements and thoughts, but you guys have a small weakness - you are conjoined." I spoke as my blood readied a shield in front of me, "If one moves, the other must follow. And that limits your mobility."

"Of course, your speed helps with most of the weakness, but not in front of Shiro and me."

"Shiro agrees! Finally, Fuutarou ask for help!" Shiro cheered as more chains appeared behind her, "Shiro will do her best for Fuutarou!"

When a person is fast, all you have to do is destroy the medium that allowed them to fast. In this case, it's the floor.

Another pool of blood appeared before my palm, and similar to the previous fight, Shiro's blood and mine combined to become the ultimate masterpiece.

"EXPLOOOOOSION!" Shiro yelled as I directed the bomb towards the ground near the green-haired man.

However, the twins suddenly separated into two and attacked us from two different directions.

"If you are separated, then it becomes even easier to deal with you guys~. Shiro! Punch them!"

"Yeah!"

And with a few more slices at their body using my crow claws (copied from Senji), the twins were now officially out of order to fight. As for their life or death, I wasn't too sure. I didn't slice any critical parts, but I might have opened an artery or two.

Now, all that's left...

"...is you."

∞ 3rd POV ∞

Toto was strong; there was no doubt about that. Otherwise, he, Hagire Rinichirō, wouldn't have chosen him to be his third vessel.

His blood of sin, Love labyrinth, was one of the strongest, or even the strongest branch of sin that will ever exist.

He always had confidence in himself. In his old bodies, it was his intelligence. And with the new body, it was both in physical capabilities and his intelligence.

Yet, the boy in front of him just completely annihilated every plan he had for the future.

His powers weren't at his peak, his authority over Deadman wonderland wasn't complete, and he almost failed to transfer himself to this body, dying together with his second body.

Everything that could go wrong and went wrong was because of one action - the act of destroying everything he had worked hard for using explosives.

To make matters worse, those "explosives" weren't even made from chemicals; it was made from the products of his very own research - a branch of sin.

You see, Love labyrinth was a strong power, but like any other branch of sin, it had a disadvantage. He could easily copy the abilities, skills, and weapons of other Deadmen, but only after tasting their blood or eating their flesh.

He didn't mind cannibalism; the hijack of a body was a much disturbing process, but it took time to collect all of their blood. Fortunately, all the deadmen arrived in one location. And after the takedown of one of the key deadman with an explosive ability, the rest was easy.

"What even is your branch of sin? The ability to copy everything?"

"I have no idea." Out of all the answers Toto was expecting from the boy's mouth, this wasn't one of them.

"What do you mean you don't know? How did you know how to use your branch of sin then?"

"I just used it."

Toto, for the second time in his life, was speechless. The first time he was ever speechless was from Shiro's experimental results. But even then, Toto was speechless from happiness. Now, he was just dumbfounded.

He rubbed his head as his entire body relaxed, "Sigh...you're getting too annoying. The Wretched egg is just in front of me, and then a pest arrives."

He thought for a while before eventually saying, "In three minutes, I'll kill you."

Toto's back suddenly sprouted blood wings, with sharp blades as his feathers.

∞ 1st POV ∞

Honestly, that was pretty cool, though I have no idea where he gets the confidence that he could kill me in under 3 minutes.

SLICE.

My arm got scratched, making me realize that the speed of those feathers was no lower than the twins. A bunch of feathers swirled around him before immediately shooting out towards me.

Now, I was more prepared to face them as a blood shield erected before me, blocking most feathers. The feathers that managed to break past my shield were easily dodged.

And of course, since he looked pretty cool, I decided to imitate him.

Blood flowed from the scratches on my arm to form a pair of wings behind me. Coupled with my tails, I now look like some weird hybrid monster.

"Phew, you're clearly different from those people from before. You're just a pure psychopath with no tragic backstory whatsoever."

"If you want backstories, I have one too. But you can go to hell and ask the God of death for it." The green-haired man spoke, "Now, die!"

The limited vocabulary of the author clearly came into effect now as the green-haired boy only repeated the same thing repeatedly.

The "feathers" behind me started swirling around me before I dashed towards the man with more blades emerging from my forearm.

I had a chance to witness the surprise on the man's face, but I was the one who became even more surprised as the twins suddenly appeared in front of my arms, sacrificing themselves for the man behind them.

"What-" My two blades pierced them straight into their hearts, but they didn't make a single sound of pain.

"We loved you."

"I never loved you."

They smiled as they grabbed hold of my arms, clearing stalling for whatever shit the man behind them was planning for.

"We know that, of course."

"OI!"

Screw this shit. If you want to die, don't drag me along with you.

My tails immediately reacted to the imminent danger as they sliced off the twins' limbs and dragged me back before I witnessed the twins being sliced to many pieces right in front of my eyes.

"Tch..."

Holy...shit. I've seen many deaths here; hell, I've even killed some myself. But this type of death...

The murder weapon behind the green-haired man shined ominously under the dimming sunlight, and I could feel myself wanting to puke. But I kept it inside me for now; there was plenty of time to puke later.

Sacrificing your children for your own need had always disgusted me. Adults' business should strictly remain ȧduŀts' business. The moment they drag it to the next generation, then that's just irresponsible, lazy, and weak.

"Phew, I was worried that we might get along, but I clearly don't have to. Now..."

Nope, I won't say die. Because I will not be the one to end the green-haired man.

My feathers appeared once more and surrounded me. I've come to like this ability a lot, and hopefully, I can retain it after completing the trial, though it was improbable.

My twelve tails curled around the green-haired man the moment I reached close to him, with my feathers also obstructing his movements.

"Now, Shiro!"

"Fire-blast-limit-end-zuppashi-future-Shiro Shoot!"

I tilted my body towards my left as a huge chain stabbed right through the green-haired man in the heart, causing his expression to turn into a wild shock.

"S-Shiro...w-why?" He spluttered as the light in his eyes slowly dimmed, "I-I loved y-you..."

"But I love Fuutarou!"

He never replied, and he dropped face-first to the ground when I released my grip on him.

Now that I had the time and opportunity to look around me, I realized we had just turned the entire wonderland into a vast waste area. Everything had become rubble. The stores, the rides, the facilities, the cells. Nothing was left intact.

Nothing, except for one, that is.

The plot-armor-ly lit-up Ferris wheel was the only thing left standing.

Extending out my hand towards Shiro, who was also looking at it, I asked, "How about we ride together?"

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A/N: I'm sorry if it was very rushed. I don't feel like writing this arc anymore. And to be honest, I don't really like writing fighting scenes because all the ideas in my head are very repetitive and boring.

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