Although everything had gone smoothly, just as no one knows whether tomorrow or an accident will arrive first—when Aslan unified Sakura's existence and possibilities, something unexpected occurred.
Spirit Status is an extremely dominant entity. Any being granted a Spirit Status—whether it be a copy or a derivative entity—will be absorbed and unified by that very Spirit Status.
Of course, this also included Heroic Spirit Ais designed based on the Matou Sakura model—in a sense, entities whose Origin resembled Matou Sakura's.
Originally, these entities would only be unified by the Spirit Status as possibilities, without affecting the actual existence involved.
However, Aslan never expected—or rather, he simply didn't know—that BB possessed a form fused with the divinity of the Outer God Nyarlathotep: BB Summer.
Well, what could he do? Aslan hadn't been a Type-Moon gazer before his transmigration. His knowledge of FGO was merely superficial.
So, the accident happened.
"Huuu-huuu-huuu!!!"
"What the hell is that?!"
Aslan clutched his head in agony. He felt his sanity crumbling, his mind on the verge of exploding.
If not for the Dog Sun Authority within him suddenly flaring to life and shielding his consciousness, he likely would have descended into total madness at that moment.
"Nyarlathotep?"
Yet, because he managed to withstand a direct gaze upon the true form of an Evil God—even from a Four-Digit perspective—Aslan gained immense knowledge.
But instinctively, he rejected that knowledge and sealed it away inside a Magic: The Gathering card.
"Why did I forget that the Type-Moon world also has Cthulhu Mythos Outer Gods?!"
"Damn it!"
Aslan sighed deeply. He'd nearly lost it for the first time.
It must've been Three-Digit, right? Had to be, right?
If it were Two-Digit, even a direct view of a Two-Digit-level Outer God's true form might have overwhelmed him—even Sun Authority couldn't have saved him.
At this moment, Aslan finally realized how vast the gap truly was between himself and a Three-Digit existence.
He began to suspect that Little Garden wasn't actually restricting humans from reaching Three-Digit status all that much.
After all, if humans can't become Three-Digit, why not just stop being human?
The Omnipotence Paradox doesn't only limit Three-Digits—it also restricts Human Spirit Status from ascending to Three-Digit.
But this restriction isn't as absolute as imagined.
Even so, Aslan rarely heard of anyone in Little Garden ascending to Three-Digit through their own power.
In fact, why didn't Kasukabe Koumei become a Three-Digit after losing his Human Spirit Status?
The main reason might be that the gap between Three-Digit and Four-Digit is simply too enormous.
The truth is, even someone like himself—nearly touching abnormal Four-Digit levels—couldn't directly perceive a Three-Digit's true form.
Was that really the scale of the difference?
A gap so vast it induced utter despair.
From star-destroying level, to galactic-scale structure, down to individual beings—
Was this the difference between Four-Digit and Three-Digit?
Aslan now understood why gods and buddhas chose to remain in Little Garden. After all, in Little Garden, everyone was Three-Digit—in theory, they were all roughly equal.
But beyond Little Garden, the scale among Three-Digits could vary wildly.
As for the Nyarlathotep just now, Aslan sensed that the other party wasn't some weakling among Little Garden's Three-Digits.
"Maybe… I should just prepare to retreat?"
Aslan didn't hesitate at all. Having gathered Sakura's Spirit Status, he prepared to flee.
When in doubt—run!
*DANG!*
Just as Aslan turned to escape, a crowbar resembling the Holy Sword of Physics came out of nowhere and slammed into his head.
"Nyaruko infiltration successful!"
A sweet voice rang out behind Aslan. But if one listened closely, unimaginable meaning lay hidden beneath it.
Thanks to Dog Sun Authority's strong resistance against negative effects, Aslan didn't pass out.
He managed to endure the sneak attack from Nyarlathotep's crowbar strike.
"Huh? You're still conscious? Then one more hit!"
Nyaruko grinned mischievously at Aslan, gripping her crowbar with both hands, ready to strike again.
"Wait, Nyaruko, that's not your character!"
Aslan raised his hand to stop her next move, rubbing the massive anime-style bump swelling on the back of his head, still smoking slightly.
"Oh? So you understand me too? Do you have supplies then?"
Nyaruko sat beside Aslan and set down her crowbar. She stared at him curiously.
Her avatar was modeled after an anime character. She had come here seeking a high school student to experience everyday life and teenage romance.
Thus, her avatar's personality closely mirrored that of the anime: a girl who loved anime.
So, when facing this avatar, if you offered her anime she hadn't seen before, you might receive a blessing in return.
"Of course! Why are you even asking me?"
As he spoke, Aslan casually pulled out a huge stack of tapes and placed them in front of Nyaruko.
"Not enough—I've still got more…"
After all, anime wasn't a rare commodity. Every modern world developed differently.
Though fate might cause similarities, the chance of excellent works emerging was even higher.
Besides, Aslan had founded an ACG company before awakening his Spark. His only regret was failing to find a heroine-wife like in the old days.
Not even a single beautiful girl appeared. It was a brutally realistic daily life.
"This… what is this?! Are these products from the Galactic Entertainment Center?!"
Nyaruko stared, stunned, at the towering pile of high-quality anime, speechless.
"But the only thing I'm sad about is there aren't many Kamen Rider tokusatsu films… But maybe the next world will have them, right?"
Aslan casually flirted with Nyaruko. After all, he could now only believe this Nyaruko was an avatar based on that anime character.
Meanwhile, Aslan had quietly inserted the Earth from his descent worldline into a Land card, preparing to escape.
After all, facing an Outer God—better to retreat and run!
I'm terribly sorry, but I respectfully decline.
(Goodbye, Nyaruko. I'll return to Little Garden for now.)
Yet, just as Aslan was about to leave, a hand firmly grabbed his ankle—and yanked him violently from outside the world back into the Root.
"Darling, is something wrong with me? Why are you leaving me~?"
"Let go of me, Nyaruko!"
"No! Unless Darling takes me to elope to another world!"
"So… this is love at first sight? This is way too reckless!"