The Magical Girl of Neodongtan Does Not Corrupt

This is not a wasteland.

Underneath the great communal pit dug into the ground, dirt and dust settle towards the floor.

Among the dust, various chunks with different properties scatter like gray concrete ashes.

Below that.

Deep beneath the sinkhole that extends tens of kilometers underground, two wounded individuals face each other, pointing their weapons.

A figure in a torn black suit.

Possessing the physique of an adult male, but instead of a human head, the skull of a goat rests atop the figure’s head as they twist their body while fiddling with a broken glass sundial in their hand.

Puschii.

Between the goat skull, cracks, and eyes, emerald flames flow out.

The murky emerald flames, sharp like a beast’s pupils, glare fiercely as if about to kill a girl on the opposite side.

[Malkuth.]

“…….”

Commonly referred to as a ‘monster,’ the emerald demon faces off against the girl.

[Sandalphon.]

“…….”

[Magical Girl.]

With ash-colored purplish hair resembling ash and a crimson jacket torn in several places, revealing her skin underneath.

“Will you not hold my hand?”

The demon reaches out its hand.

With nearly half of it severed, green flames leak out like a leak, extending forward towards the girl.

“Humanity is too cruel for you to protect alone. Join us, Magical Girl.”

“…….”

“Humanity has imprisoned beings like you in Sephirot’s stone. They do not understand your worth. Only Keterman, rumored to be the strongest, acknowledges your strength, yet remains silent. Why?”

The demon snickers, curling its lips.

Its jaw joint dislocates, flames licking its ears.

“That woman fears you will take her place. She fears losing the title of humanity’s strongest magical girl.”

“…….”

“Join hands with me, Magical Girl. If you join me, I will give you half of the Earth.”

“Half…?”

The girl known as Sandalphon slowly speaks up.