In other words, divine magic.

In a fantasy world, this was typically a supernatural ability used by clerics, borrowed from their gods.

But in the world of Fixer, it was a power that was now believed to be completely lost.

The reason was simple.

The chief deity, the one who provided divine power, had vanished along with the destruction of the otherworld.

In the end, divine magic was essentially a spiritual transaction, where power was granted in exchange for strong concentration and faith.

But with the entity granting that power gone, the concept of divine magic could no longer exist.

Even after several decades since the otherworldly races arrived on Earth, the surviving clerics had desperately tried to revive divine power—

Yet they had achieved nothing of significance, and all their efforts had ultimately been in vain.

‘Thanks to that, the undead and vampires had a field day. Their worst natural enemy disappeared on its own. No wonder vampires hold two of the seven greatest evils in the world.’

But let’s think about this for a moment—

This world was based on a shonen manga.

A power that vanished along with the destruction of the world?

There was no way a concept that interesting would stay gone forever.

Of course, divine power would soon be resurrected, brought back by a certain secret organization.

Along with a man-made deity born on Earth and a cult with millions of followers.

For now, with the Otherworlder Liberation Army running rampant, they were still in the process of gathering followers—

But the artificial chief deity itself had already been completed several years ago, as per the original story.

Divine power gathered strength through people's faith, and that accumulated power was then redistributed.

So, as long as one had the right aptitude, it was theoretically possible to borrow divine power even now.

Hmm, it was truly a stroke of luck that I even thought of using divine power—the undead’s greatest weakness.

‘I don’t know if this will work, but… I asked Tesseract to transform me into a version of myself from a worldline where I have the aptitude to use divine power…’

It made perfect sense for me to be able to use divine magic.

After all, I had specifically asked Tesseract to change my body so that it was possible.

But what I couldn’t understand was why I had transformed into a beastfolk with animal ears and a tail.

Tesseract’s ability wasn’t some wish-granting power that allowed me to shapeshift however I wanted.

Its true nature was overlaying a different version of myself from another worldline onto my current self.

To put it simply—

It was like becoming another "me" from a parallel world.

I could become a future version of Yuria, or the Yuria who fell out of bed this morning and hurt her arm—

But I couldn’t become Yuria, Alice’s younger sister, or Yuria, Raven’s older sister.

Even if such versions existed in some parallel world, they weren't me to begin with.

So why the hell had I suddenly turned into a version of myself with cat ears and a tail?!

At what point had the other-worldline me gone so terribly wrong that I ended up like this?

Had I perhaps misunderstood Tesseract’s ability?

‘Anyway… so this is what the world feels like to a beastfolk, huh? For me, this might be… too much stimulation.’

They say cats have a sense of smell fifteen times stronger than humans.

Maybe that was why this entire space felt like it was filled with an overwhelming mix of spices and scents.

The sweet and familiar aroma of peaches, the sharp and pungent stench of blood,

And the downright revolting scent of rotting corpses, which instinctively set my nerves on edge—

The sensory overload stabbed directly into my brain, making it difficult to adjust.

My new ears and tail twitched involuntarily, completely ignoring my will.

Ugh, so this is what it’s like to be a beastfolk?

Honestly, maybe being a dull and insensitive human was far more comfortable after all.

‘…Well, that’s a problem for later. Right now, figuring out how to deal with the enemies in front of me comes first. Tesseract’s energy isn’t limitless. Every second counts.’

Amidst the shock and chaos caused by my sudden use of divine magic, I calmly brought my hands together.

I had heard countless times in the original story how divine magic worked.

There were no calculations or chants involved—

The only requirement was to offer a prayer to the god for the desired effect.

And just like that—

As if responding to a trigger, a powerful warmth surged through my entire body.

Could this overwhelming sense of omnipotence be divine power?

Since I had never felt magic before, the sensation was incredibly foreign.

It was like someone was lightly tickling my skin with their fingertips—

I almost let out a weird noise without meaning to.

Thankfully, even with my transformation, I still couldn’t speak, so nothing actually escaped my lips.

“Verita! That brat is gathering divine power! We have to kill her immediately!”

“Yeah. That’s a dangerous enemy. We must eliminate her at once.”

So channeling divine power was something that was visibly obvious?

The Vita Sisters, both undead, immediately launched an attack toward me, their eyes filled with murderous intent.

Vita, the High Lich, fired off a decaying grasp capable of rapidly rotting anything it touched.

Verita, the Death Knight, charged forward with her blade raised high, intent on slicing me apart.

Yet, despite facing imminent death, I wasn’t too worried.

Because Alice and Tamamo, having grasped the situation, threw themselves forward to intercept the Vita Sisters.

“…Tamamo! Hurry, get her ready!”

“Nya-haha! Already done!”

They must have instinctively realized that in this life-or-death situation, the only way out was to protect me at all costs.

And thanks to their desperate efforts,

Vita’s deadly magic was blocked by Tamamo’s barrier, reducing the surrounding walls and ceiling to ash instead.

Verita’s fearsome blade pierced through Alice’s shoulder, leaving countless scars on the ground beneath her.

Meaning that for this fleeting moment—

I had a clear, uninterrupted window of time.

‘I offer my prayer.’

—FLASH!

A radiant light burst forth, scattering feathers of divine power across the battlefield.

These feathers were so potent that simply touching them burned holes into the undead.

Seeing this, Verita clicked her tongue and quickly backed away.

Meanwhile, Vita attempted to cast another necromantic spell to counter me.

But at that moment—

The feathers drifted down onto Alice and Tamamo, who were both in critical condition—

And an astonishing miracle occurred.

“Huh? This is…!”

“My wounds… they’re healing?!”

Indeed.

The divine feathers seeped into their battered bodies, and in an instant—

Their injuries reversed as if time itself had rewound to when they were unharmed!

This wasn’t mere healing magic—

It was divine magic’s unique ability to restore wounds to a past state.

It was closer to a miracle than magic.

Even Alice and Tamamo themselves, the ones being healed, looked utterly stunned.

But after exchanging a glance, their expressions hardened.

Now fully recovered, the two stood tall before me, glaring at the Vita Sisters.

“Nya-haha, you’re giving us another chance? I’d hate to disappoint!”

“Leave it to us. We won’t let them lay a finger on you.”

Alice and Tamamo, standing side by side against their foes—

As a fan of the original, the sight was so damn cool it made my heart race.

Of course, I hadn’t used up my precious divine power on them just for the cool factor.

The real reason?

I didn’t have enough divine power left.

The power granted by the artificial chief deity was simply too weak.

At this rate, even with a favorable attribute matchup, I’d run out of divine power before I could finish the fight against the Vita Sisters.

That’s why my best option right now was to gather the remaining divine power and use it to restore these two.

If Alice and Tamamo were back in top form, they would definitely stand a chance against the Vita Sisters!

‘Ah, before that, I should give her this too.’

I quickly approached Alice, who was putting on a show of confidence, and lightly poked her back with my finger.

Maybe because I had swapped out my usual fox mask—which I had handed over to Sabrina—for a black half-mask I had picked up from the floor…

Alice’s gaze carried a subtle tension, different from how she normally looked at me.

My height was different, I had ears on my head, and there was even a tail swaying behind me.

There was no way she would recognize me as Yuria.

That much was obvious.

“Ah, thanks for healing me. But it’s dangerous, so you should step ba—”

“…!”

“Huh? This is… a sword?”

Before she could finish telling me to retreat, I silently handed her a sword forged from divine power.

Alice might seem reckless, but she was actually an excellent swordswoman.

Yet, she had been fighting barehanded all this time.

That must’ve been incredibly frustrating for her.

A sword imbued with divine power, a weapon effective against the undead, would undoubtedly give her the upper hand against a Death Knight.

I truly believed that.

I wondered what went through her mind as she looked at the sword.

For a moment, Alice blinked in a daze—

Then, with a grin full of confidence, she gripped the sword and said:

“Thanks! No matter what happens, I’ll protect you! Yu… no, Lady!”

Swish!

With a light flourish, Alice swung the brilliant white blade, then turned her serious gaze toward the Vita Sisters.

Earlier, she had been filled with the resolve to stand her ground even at the cost of her life—

But now, her entire presence radiated the determination to win this battle, no matter what!

This was the Alice I preferred—one brimming with confidence, certain of victory.

She looked cool. She made me admire her.

“There’s no way divine power still exists! That power vanished long ago!”

“Eliminate her. Then, report to Lord Morte…”

Before I could even step away from Alice, the Vita Sisters’ attacks came flying toward me at blinding speed.

The space around me decayed and collapsed, and a blade cut through the air faster than the eye could track.

But this time—

The situation was different.

Tamamo, her sharp focus restored, casually flicked her fingers, unleashing dozens of spells at once.

Alice, wielding her white sword, effortlessly deflected Verita’s attacks without stepping back.

And when their opponents switched mid-battle, Alice and Tamamo fluidly adjusted their movements—

Their teamwork was so seamless that even the Vita Sisters, who had fought together their entire lives, couldn’t overpower them.

If those two were twins, then Alice and Tamamo were lifelong childhood friends.

There was no way they’d lose in terms of trust and understanding!

“Damn it…! These brats are nothing like before! They were half-dead just moments ago…!”

“That swordsmanship was already annoying, but with divine power added, it’s twice as bad.”

Surprisingly, despite having undying bodies, the first ones to show nervousness in the ongoing exchanges were the Vita Sisters.

And that wasn’t odd at all.

Sure, physically, they could fight until sunrise if necessary.

But from what I had heard, their original mission was merely to spread the gas throughout the hotel and cause chaos.

If they got bogged down in a prolonged fight, their entire plan would fall apart.

And even when they tried to leverage the undead’s unique traits for surprise attacks—

I simply healed Alice and Tamamo’s wounds and restored their stamina using divine power, effectively fueling their endurance.

This meant that as the battle dragged on, Alice and Tamamo were learning their attack patterns and gradually gaining the upper hand!

“Alice, now!”

“Haaaah!”

At last, Tamamo’s magic created an opening, and Alice boldly broke through the Vita Sisters’ formation!

For a brief moment—

The bond between childhood friends surpassed the coordination of twin sisters.

“Ugh…! B-Barrier magic…!”

“Sister!”

Slash!

Deflecting Verita’s attack with her shoulder, Alice’s blade cleaved through Vita’s throat—

The High Lich’s head rolled.

At last, the cherry blossom-colored swordswoman had secured victory with her own hands.