Title: I Was Isekai'd With My Wife and Now She's the Final Boss of the Fandom Author: H. Behevras Genre: Comedy, Isekai, Music, Married Protagonist, Parody Tags: #FinalBossWife #MetalheadMC #BoybandHell #TrashIsekaiButActuallyGenius
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Chapter 35: "The Second Inquisition". Part. 1: The Victory High
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Previously On:
Raiko's First Inquisition crushed the trolls, REQUIEM6 is finally breathing again, and peace has returned to the fandom. But in the shadows, the real villains — the entertainment companies — are still smiling.
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Three days after the First Inquisition, Tealandia was buzzing with rumors.
Bradley "Based" O'Reilly had been found zip-tied to a lamppost outside the Royal Library.
"BE BETTER" scrawled across his forehead in what forensic mages determined was "premium black eyeliner, probably waterproof."
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Karen McHaterson's dorm room had been turned into an art installation.
Every hate post she'd ever written printed out and wallpapered across her ceiling.
With a note that read: "READ YOUR OWN WORDS UNTIL YOU UNDERSTAND WHY YOU'RE ALONE."
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Chad Brodickson had woken up to find his entire digital art portfolio replaced with painting of himself edited onto toilets.
Accompanied by a manifesto titled "How Does It Feel, Brodickson?"
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The enchanted mirror networks were on fire with speculation about the "Eyeliner Vigilante."
#JusticeForIdols was trending harder than royal scandal footage.
At the REQUIEM6 dorms, the atmosphere was lighter than it had been in months.
Eun actually smiled during breakfast.
Minjun hummed while doing dishes.
Taeyang hadn't checked over his shoulder once while walking to the bathroom.
Raiko sat at the kitchen table, scrolling through news reports on his enchanted mirror with the satisfaction of a man who'd just solved world hunger with violence.
"Listen to this," he announced to the room.
"'Mysterious Figure Brings Justice to Idol Industry.'
They're calling me a folk hero."
"They're calling you a criminal," Hyun-bin corrected, but he was grinning.
"Same thing, different marketing."
Jinwoo looked up from his own mirror, where he was monitoring their social metrics.
"Fan engagement is up 340%."
"Protective boyfriend energy is apparently very marketable."
"Everything's marketable if you're creative enough," Raiko muttered, taking a sip of coffee that tasted like victory and caffeine.
That's when the breaking news alert flashed across every screen in the room.
"TRAGIC: Rising Idol Star Hospitalized After Collapse During 23-Hour Training Session."
The coffee turned to ash in his mouth.
The report continued: "Seventeen-year-old idol trainee from Starlight Entertainment collapsed during mandatory overnight practice. Sources say she hadn't eaten in two days as part of 'weight management protocol.' This marks the third hospitalization from the same company this month..."
Raiko's grip tightened on his mirror until the magical glass cracked.
"Hyung?" Eun's voice was small.
But Raiko wasn't listening.
He was reading.
Scrolling through report after report of systematic abuse, cover-ups, legal threats against victims who spoke out.
His expression darkened like storm clouds gathering over a battlefield.
"We treated the symptoms," he said quietly.
"What?" Minjun looked confused.
Raiko stood up, his chair scraping against the floor with the sound of inevitable violence.
"We beat up the trolls. We scared the keyboard warriors. We made the comment sections safer."
His voice was rising.
"But we didn't touch the people who created this system in the first place."
He turned to face them, and there was something terrifying in his eyes.
"The management companies. The executives. The suits who turned human beings into products and then act surprised when those products break."
Jinwoo's fingers were already flying across his arcane slate. "You want me to research—"
"I want you to find me every entertainment company in this kingdom that's destroyed someone's life for profit."
"That's... that's going to be a long list."
Raiko's smile was sharp enough to cut diamond.
"Good. I've got time."
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TO BE CONTINUED
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Author's Note:
So… we survived the First Inquisition, the trolls are crying into their Cheetos, and Raiko is officially trending as Tealandia's most violent folk hero.
This chapter is the victory lap — the one moment of peace where everyone gets to breathe, eat breakfast, and believe that maybe, just maybe, the storm is over.
Spoiler: it isn't.
You saw that news alert.
You heard that chair scrape.
The next chapter is where Raiko stops playing whack-a-troll and starts targeting the entire system.
Stretch your neck, grab your eyeliner — the Second Inquisition is about to start.
— H. Behevras
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© 2025 H. Behevras | First published on Royal Road
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