Gate Church

A laboratory in Europe’s magic-engineering technopolis

The researchers interpreting the flesh artifact’s prophecy tilted their heads in puzzlement.

“……Something’s strange.”

“…Could we have interpreted it incorrectly?”

“The part about a breath swallowing twelve days and nights seems roughly right….”

The prophecy matched reality up to the point where the fog swallowed Japan, but the events afterward did not.

They reread the flesh’s prophecy once more.

[ The shields you once boasted of will pierce your own eyes, and when the cries of the lost fill the red streets, my children born from the fog’s mold will tear apart your limbs and knead them into the mud. The city that has been blinded will become a vast cradle, and the second temple that rises by feeding on despair will take firm root. ]

“Hmm… The latter half of this prophecy doesn’t seem to line up with the current situation.”

“The fog that appeared in Japan seemed to possess both a confusion effect and the ability to rob people of their sense of direction. The prophecy isn’t as far off as it seems. Even the monsters emerging from the fog match its contents.”...