Help! I changed the gender of the male protagonist in the yandere game

The fierce Lord Fiend Charybdis released a slash from the Yomotsu-Hirasaka in his hand.

An ominous blade pattern fluctuated on the exceptionally sharp blade, and intense, raging poison demonic energy like flames coiled around the sword—the demonic sword seemed to be shrouded in flickering light flames, transforming into a massive wave.

It came.

The unstoppable wave of death came.

—This secret sword technique of the demon king, "Heavenly Outer Mud Plowing," flowed forth in a dark black hue, its toxicity potent with a corrosive scent. The instant the wave of poison landed, the earth became like a boiled swamp, bubbling as if boiling.

Boom!

The enormous wave crashed down. As the deep bass sound echoed, the earth and stones of the ground collapsed. Amidst the massive demonic energy fluctuations, Hyakusuke's bangs were blown up, and he quickly realized that he had nowhere to escape, nor could he do anything.

Because he had no place to stand.

He could only raise the spear in his hand to meet the torrent of demonic energy and poison that threatened to engulf everything.

"How am I supposed to fight this?!"

Hyakusuke could not find a way to counter it.

Everything was despair, it was too late. The air density seemed to increase tenfold, and time flowed with astonishing slowness.

Spearmanship, spiritual power, tactics—everything he currently possessed was useless against such an attack.

It was like using human strength to fight the sea. Before the waves, he was like an ant.

He couldn't win.

Faced with this level of power, he would surely be defeated here.

The wave engulfed him, and Hyakusuke's vision turned from white to black, plunging into a curtain of darkness.

The torrent that was about to burn, corrode, and engulf everything swallowed his consciousness—

'Don't be discouraged, just break through such obstacles...'

It was a woman's voice, not very inflected, somewhat low.

An unusual power took control of this body. It was another will that took control of the body in the samurai armor in an instant. Hyakusuke lost control of his body; he was expelled from his body by this will.

He was pushed into the void, squeezed into the air, becoming a being like a spirit behind, overlooking this battlefield from behind the spear saint.

'Watch carefully!'

'Imitate with all your might...'

That voice sounded again.

'...Watch. See. Observe.'

The woman's voice, that is, the spear saint's voice, sounded.

The passage of time seemed unusually slow at this moment.

It seemed like it would continue like this forever.

Boom!

The wavelength of passion mixed with spiritual power, and the spiritual power radiating from the spear-wielding warrior transformed into a jet-black skeleton. That figure seemed to have crossed mountains of corpses and seas of blood, honing martial arts to the limit.

Whoosh!

With the spear saint's body as the center, a torrent of spiritual power spread into the air, and anyone would feel a sense of disharmony at that moment.

"H-how strange?"

Is this really the will of the "Spear Saint"?

Hyakusuke had no time to be surprised. He sensed something. He knew this was a golden opportunity and concentrated all his attention on the spear saint's movements—

He gripped the spear shaft tightly with both hands, burning his will, squeezing out spiritual power, and strengthening his physical abilities to the limit to maintain the next move.

Swoosh! The spear blade also thrust forward.

"What exactly is it? Why is it so strange?"

Hyakusuke thought, the source of this sense of disharmony must exist somewhere.

In this extreme state of concentration, time seemed to turn into a revolving lantern, stretching dozens of times. He had experienced this phenomenon in the past. It seemed that spiritual ability users could concentrate their attention to the extreme and produce some kind of "bullet time" effect.

However, this was not an "anomaly"; this was not the source of the disharmony.

'Where exactly... Where is the problem?'

He thought desperately. Suddenly, a flash of inspiration struck, and he realized the source of this incongruity.

'The shadow!'

He could see the shadow of the spear saint under her feet from the corner of his eye, the shadow of the spear thrusting out.

What?

No movement?

Damn it? Why isn't the shadow moving?

No, that's not right.

The shadow is moving, but it's just too slow, like a clumsy imitation of the master's movements. The shadow is chasing the master's movements.

Hyakusuke swallowed hard in his heart. He understood.

The spear saint's shadow couldn't keep up with her movements.

"W-what is this supposed to be?"

The world entered a standstill.

It was a state that could not be explained in words at all.

Hyakusuke was dumbfounded. This scene could only be described as a "divine skill". He finally understood why the spear saint's shadow couldn't keep up with her movements.

Because the moment this spear was thrust out, it broke through the shackles of time.

The "bullet time" of the exorcists was just a clumsy sensation. To put it bluntly, it was still manipulating the mind, the speed of reflection within the human nervous system.

In life-or-death situations, some mortals can also produce the sensation of "time gradually slowing down" like a revolving lantern.

However, the "realm" that the spear saint touched was completely different.

Here is the world where time stands still.

The colors disappeared.

Everything around was "frozen."

—The world, all things in nature, stopped, turning into a landscape like a black-and-white photograph.

"W-why?"

Hyakusuke had the illusion of difficulty swallowing. He didn't understand how the spear saint achieved this result, but the spear saint's movements didn't stop in the still time.

"Clang!"

The spearhead slowly advanced in slow motion, slower than a slow turtle crawl.

—Squeak, squeak…!

The body under the spear saint's armor also made unbearable squeaking sounds.

…Yes, this itself was an overloaded state.

In a static space-time, even trying to take a step forward would cost a huge price.

However, the spear thrust in this "realm" would also have effects that exceeded physical limitations.

With a clang—

The spear blade tore through time, and the sound of steel friction echoed in the still space-time.

Boom!

—'Interlocking Fang God Stream · Fierce Spear · Moon-Breaking Wisdom Piercer!!!'

A sound like tearing silk, like Moses parting the sea, the fierce spear rotated like a poisonous dragon, pierced through the demon king's move, and set off waves between the earth and the sky.

This was an indescribable move because, in essence, the speed of this spear's "Moon-Breaking Wisdom Piercer" was so fast that it could not be described as lightning, because it directly destroyed the laws of physics.

Even the fierce Lord Fiend Charybdis, as powerful as a great demon, did not expect his enemy to be able to launch such an attack.

The next second, an invisible force struck, the tip of the spear pierced through the demon king's armor with a loud noise, and sent this famous demon king flying.

Hyakusuke was dumbfounded.

He saw clearly that this was not magic or supernatural power.

This was purely elevating the skill to the limit, driving the flesh to achieve "divine skill".

'This is the 'End'.'

The voice of the spear saint slowly sounded.

'...Different from magic or supernatural powers, it is entering the Dao through skills. What is needed is not aptitude or talent, but the tempering of skills through thousands of trials, and finally the divine skill of becoming a saint.'

'To reach the realm of the End, one needs to understand one's mind and see one's nature, understand one's own nature, and understand to use one's instincts rather than the brain to understand all this. If one cannot do this, one cannot enter this realm.'

As soon as her voice fell, the distant earth exploded, and a blue light flew out like an arrow. It was the demon king Charybdis, wrapped in azure demonic energy.

"Hahahahahaha..."

The demon king's mask shattered, revealing a handsome face. The spear that could break the shackles of time and the physical world only exploded a large hole in his chest, but it could not directly destroy and end his life.

"Worthy of being my friend… This spear is really refreshing! Let this king also repay you!"

The corners of the Fiend Charybdis's lips rose in a crescent-moon smile, and he raised two fiend swords in his left and right hands, one of which was Yomotsu-Hirasaka. Black and red light emerged on the blade, and the other was a pearl-colored, slender, fierce blade.

Whoosh!

A violent storm suddenly blew up. This was a gale strong enough to make people unable to stand, and leaves, small stones, and sand turned into tornadoes and howled. Even the spear saint swayed and had to take a step back.

'Well, here it comes again.'

The spear saint said unhurriedly.

'You just watch carefully how I fight him, and remember my spearmanship carefully…'

The spear cut through the air, releasing a comet-like thrust. The Fiend Charybdis crossed his left and right swords to block this strike.

"Flash Boom."

The spear saint changed her movements, a flash of lightning!

This vermilion iron spear pierced through the void, revealing its fangs.

The Fiend Charybdis's blocking action was broken, and a second spear thrust out.

The demon king quickly flew backward to escape the range, but the shoulder armor was still pierced.

Perhaps the spear was too fast, and this demon king was a step slow in retreating.

The spear saint held the spear shaft and thrust out the secret spear of "Six-Star", which was the super-fast spear that simultaneously stabbed at six locations.

The Great Demon King stopped and used unpredictable two-handed swordsmanship. Between the flashes of the sword light, he knocked down each spear tip that attacked, and the sound of the two colliding continued to sound. The flashes between the steel fell like a rain of bullets.

"Hundred Star!!"

The spear tips were like a rain of death falling from the sky. This was a continuous series of spear thrusts. The two sides attacked each other and defended each other. The spear tips and blades splashed a string of sparks, blooming in the void.

'Spear Saint… Is she teaching me her spearmanship?'

Hyakusuke was surprised and delighted.

He possessed the "Mirroring Power" to copy spearmanship. Now that he had personally received the guidance of the spear saint, it was more than just "benefiting greatly". He watched this battle with all his strength and concentrated all his energy on this battle.

The two great powerhouses fought inextricably. The sound of bombings like hitting a bronze gong with a sledgehammer rang out. In a fierce battle, the two great powerhouses finally stopped temporarily, and the demon king and the spear saint returned to a confrontation mode.

'…Time is almost up.'

The spear saint's voice sounded indifferently.

'Next is your own battle…'

Her voice became ethereal and hollow.

'However, as I leave, I will also remind you that compared to defeating this guy, what is more important for you should be to seize that sword. This is the focus of the trial—'

The next second, the spear saint's will disappeared, and Hyakusuke seemed to merge into the spear saint's body again like a ghost.

"Huh?"

"Farewell, my friend."

At the same time, the demon king took a step forward, and the ground under his feet collapsed and shattered. The figure of this great demon transformed into a blue meteor like lightning.

The tip of Yomotsu-Hirasaka pierced into Hyakusuke's chest in an instant. He had almost no time to react, and his chest was pierced—

"It's over."

A smile bloomed on the demon king's lips.

"Poof…"

Blood spurted from Hyakusuke's lips, and he also showed an impressive smile.

"That's right… This trial… is over—"

His right hand reached the demon king's waist at some point and pulled out the last extremely short sword, the shortest of the three swords on the demon king's body.

"—This is the real fiend sword Yomotsu-Hirasaka!!"

Hyakusuke shouted.

In an instant, the dream made a shattering sound like shards of glass.

…The dream trial is over.