Editing Toaru Majutsu no Index:GT Volume14 Chapter4 (section)

===Part 7===

She needed to fall back.

Great Demon Coronzon willed herself to do so. Ultimately, Kamijou Touma only had his right fist. So she should immediately jump back to put sufficient space between them and then obliterate him with rapid-fire projectiles. She could use Dakshina Kalika, Goetia, and plenty more trump cards besides.

Yet in that moment, her legs froze up.

Did she want to defeat this human head on without any tricks?

…No. Coronzon was a collection of concentrated wickedness, so she would never consider something so admirable. A third party was clearly holding her body in place!

“Alei…ster?”

(You too? You haven’t rotten either!? After everything this world and its people did to you and after you finally lost even your own body!? You still found something left in this thoroughly twisted world!?)

The next thing she knew, Coronzon was saying something under her breath.



“I am a demon, but not from the Qliphoth where the forces of evil gather. I am the great demon hidden by the holy Sephiroth. I dwell in the same abyss as Da’at.”



She should have known from the beginning that both Kamijou Touma and Aleister Crowley were different from her. But the great demon looked devastated.

That difference had just been demonstrated to her.

The idea that people’s environment and circumstances turned them into bad people was a silly fantasy imagined by the wealthy and happy as they looked down on the unfulfilled. There was no truth there.

The difference came in how someone used their environment and circumstances to grow.

This was a demonstration of that.

Misfortune was not an excuse for letting your character rot.

Which meant that Great Demon Coronzon’s wickedness was something she herself had raised inside her.



“If…”



Kamijou Touma thought on this too.

In the end, Coronzon had relied on her past success.

Of course she had. Kamijou had yet to avoid this attack when launched at full power when she had her physical body. He had lost each time, as if it were fate. She had always used this to settle things. By forcibly overpowering even Imagine Breaker’s ability to negate supernatural powers.

Whenever she absolutely needed a win, she would use this.

She would ''indulge in'' this absolute and perfect victory.

Kamijou Touma actually smiled a little.

Great Demon Coronzon was a terrifying being. But this choice seemed somehow human.

“Every number is the same. My right hand contains Nuit of Resurrection. Watch as the possibilities expand and surpass the bounds of the finite. My left hand contains Hadit of Vengeance. The smallest point gathers and concentrates all forces to create a single meaning. Thus, an attack shall be released from the infinite acceleration of the Circle of Ra-Hoor-Khuit and shall appear on the surface layer of this world.”

“If you think the only hope for you is in the next world… And if you say you’re willing to destroy the current world to reach that world…”

He was already badly damaged after being hit by this once. He didn’t know what state his body was in or how long he could keep moving.

And.

This had already been prophesied. What was it Magic God Othinus had said?



“Magick: Flaming_Sword. Manifest thyself through descent of the Sephirah and bathe him in thy power!!”



It shot right past his ear.

A torrent of power greater than lightning rushed out horizontally and tore away a few of Kamijou’s hairs, but that was all.

He had dodged it for the first time.

He hadn’t used any kind of special power. Only his own physical strength.

A few of the carrier slices behind him collapsed with a great cacophony and shaking.

Perhaps Coronzon had a small idiosyncrasy somewhere. Some minor tic that Kamijou himself hadn’t even consciously picked up on.

Her jinx, her curse, her tragic fate…had all collapsed.

Othinus had said the worst thing she could do now was produce some new ability he had never seen before.

To put it another way, no matter how frighteningly powerful it was, a known attack gave him a chance. When his body knew the attack already, all he had to do was dodge it. “You can do that, can’t you?” Othinus had insisted. At first, he had thought she was being absurd, but no longer. She hadn’t rejected the idea before sharing it because she believed he could do it.

He had overcome it.

And he had already seen that Coronzon was wide open after using this attack.

Kamijou Touma focused on his fist.

He stepped forward.

Bloody Coronzon’s surprised face expanded to fill his field of view.

Who was at the surface here in this final moment?

Was it Great Demon Coronzon or Human Aleister Crowley?

Kamijou had no way of knowing.

He clenched his right fist. Hard. Harder than hard.

He still didn’t have an answer.

But he spoke all the same.



“Then!! I’ll destroy that illusion!!!”



The sound and tactile sensation were duller than usual.

He did ''exactly that''.