“In an alternate world where both magic and machinery coexisted, technology had advanced to

a level comparable to what was seen during World War I. This world was filled with a unique
blend of enchantments and industrial marvels. In this extraordinary setting, the story of Aiko, a
determined and resilient young girl, unfolded.”

OBLITUS REQUIEM.
-“to whom remembers the echoes of a time.”

Aiko and her elder brother were born into a prosperous lineage, not of noble lineage, but their
lives were forever altered when her brother was chosen by the royal army for a program aimed
at fashioning ultimate weapons of mass killing for the war campaign.

Nurtured amidst the theater of war from a tender age, Aiko's brother transformed into a
formidable warrior. Nevertheless, he never forgot his kin and yearned to return home.
Tragically, his yearning was never fulfilled. Dispatched on a perilous mission, he and his entire
battalion vanished, leaving Aiko and her family in profound distress. Despite an arduous search,
they were presumed deceased.

Aiko refusing to accept her brother's fate, driven by determination and defying oaths that
restrained women to their households, she embarked on a hazardous odyssey. Traversing
borders and territories, she encountered formidable obstacles, including a breathtaking
confrontation with Jormungandr, the world serpent that guards the boundaries between
realms. The clash between Aiko and the world serpent was nothing short of epic. Their conflict
shook the very tapestry of reality as the serpent's colossal form coiled and lunged, its scales
shimmering with unearthly potency. Aiko, fueled by an unyielding determination, summoned
her inner strength. With a swift and precise motion, she unleashed her power, manifesting in
brilliant bursts of radiance and unbridled energy. The ground quaked as her assaults collided
with Jormungandr's impenetrable defenses. Each strike reverberated through the air,
generating shockwaves that rippled across the terrain. The battle seemed to transcend the
boundaries of time and space as they clashed, leaving devastation in their wake.

Having vanquished Jormungandr, Aiko persevered, undeterred by the perils that awaited her.
She finally stood face to face with Orcus, the "Punishers of Broken Oaths." The battlefield
crackled with anticipation as Aiko and Orcus readied themselves for a sublime confrontation.
The air grew heavy with the raw might emanating from both warriors. Aiko's power surged
through her veins, kindling the very essence of her existence. Her assaults were a mesmerizing
display of strength and finesse, each strike accompanied by an explosion of energy that
illuminated the battleground. Orcus, with their imposing presence, retaliated with a
combination of dark sorcery and brute force. The clash between Aiko's power and Orcus'
malevolence was a spectacle that defied imagination. The surroundings were reduced to rubble
as their conflict unfolded, leaving scars upon the earth and skies ablaze with their unleashed
fury. Their duel was a symphony of clashes, as every blow sent shockwaves through the air and
shattered the ground beneath their feet. The intensity of their confrontation was unparalleled,
and it stood as a testament to Aiko's resilience and unwavering determination that she
emerged victorious, her power triumphantly surging through the remnants of the battlefield.

However, her journey still lays ahead. Aiko found herself in a desolate field of corpses, where
she at last discovered her brother—bloodied, emanating a dark aura. He stood transformed by
a malevolent force that had possessed him. His eyes glowed with an eerie purple hue, a stark
contrast to their once warm radiance.

In a moment of lucidity, Aiko snapped out of her reverie, realizing the dire circumstance she
faced. Her brother, possessed and consumed by darkness, poised his blade inches from her
neck, with her narrowly avoiding an unfaithful end. Aiko's heart pounded in her breast as she
prepared herself for the imminent clash. She understood that her brother was no longer
himself, but she refused to relinquish hope.

With a surge of determination, brilliant waves of energy erupted from her fingertips, pulsating
with raw strength and intent.

The battle between Aiko and her possessed brother became a whirlwind of chaos and darkness.
Each clash of power sent shockwaves reverberating through the air, tearing the ground
asunder. As Aiko unleashed her energy attacks, they crackled and surged with intensity, leaving
trails of vibrant light in their wake. Her brother, armed with both a sword and dark magic,
retaliated with a lethal combination of swift swordplay and destructive spells.

The landscape surrounding them transformed into a canvas of destruction. Tundras splintered,
Mountains shattered, and the very essence of the realm trembled under the weight of their
powers. Their fierce battle pushed the boundaries of what was thought possible, as the sheer
force of their clashes leveled chunks out of the territory.

For a time, the fight between Aiko and her brother seemed evenly matched. Their powers
collided with equal intensity, neither willing to yield. Aiko fought with all her might, fueled by a
desperate desire to save her brother from the grip of darkness. But as the battle raged on, her
brother's possession granted him an unholy strength that surpassed even her own.

With every strike, Aiko began to feel the weight of her brother's power bearing down upon her.
Her defenses crumbled, and doubt started to cloud her mind. Her body, once filled with
unwavering resolve, now trembled with weakness. As her brother's blade inched closer, her will
to fight shattered, leaving her vulnerable and exposed.

In a moment of respite, her brother, still under the influence of the dark force, hesitated. His
eyes flickered with fragments of his true self, memories and emotions breaking through the
darkness that consumed him. In a voice laden with anguish and desperation, he uttered "Aiko...
I... remember... why I fight, it was... to protect..."
Aiko's heart ached at the realization that her brother still held a shred of his true self. Tears
welled in her eyes as she witnessed the torment he endured.

"I... can't hold on... much longer... slay me," he pleaded.

She hesitated, torn by the feelings she bore for her brother. But she came to terms with what
had to be done. Summoning her remaining strength, Aiko mustered every ounce of power she
possessed. With a surge of energy that seemed to draw from the very depths of her being, she
unleashed a devastating attack, a blinding wave of pure force that emanated from her core.

The blast tore through the battlefield, ripping apart the already ravaged landscape. The sheer
power unleashed by Aiko's final strike was enough to obliterate anything in its path. The
shockwave enveloped her brother, his form swallowed by the destructive force, along with the
entire surrounding area.

As the dust settled and the echoes of their battle faded, Aiko stood alone, her body battered,
and her heart heavy with grief. The landscape lay in ruins, a testament to the cataclysmic clash
that had just taken place. Her brother, consumed by darkness, was gone, sacrificed to free him
from his torment.

With tears streaming down her face, Aiko sank to her knees, a mix of emotions flooding her
soul. She had fought with everything she had, hoping to save her brother, but in the end, she
had no other choice. The weight of loss pressed upon her, but she knew that her brother's
sacrifice had released him from the chains of war.

Aiko lifts her face as rays of sun pierce the smoke of battle. Her brother’s blade planted into the
ground in front of a massive void of destruction.