Chapter 4 Freedom and Justice Mash:—How much time has passed since then? Mash:Although I think of it as only happening yesterday, it also feels like several decades have passed us by. Mash:After defeating “that person” who came from the beyond, Bunyan began to expand the city, as if possessed. Mash:Trees were felled, mountains crushed, and the flow of rivers altered. As if the city of Chicago itself was a living, breathing organism. Mash:The people that gathered here out of nowhere became a crowd of hundreds of thousands, and a megalopolis was born. Mash:The East Side of Chicago has already crossed the Atlantic and reached the Iberian peninsula. The West Side is Nerima district. Mash:Master and I, both, have always been in this city. I think that we all enjoyed the time we spent here. Mash:Except for Edison-san, who has not left the laboratory at the Japanese Pavilion— Hey, Mash! (Mashu greets you with a smile and her usual call of “Senpai”. She asks where you want to go today. Indian Street? Or perhaps Little Italy? You’re in the mood for some curry, so Indian Street it is. Mashu is perfectly happy to enjoy this vacation a little more. After all, nothing can be done even if you hurry. You need to wait for Edison to get the Spiritual World Communicator working so that communications with Chaldea can be restored. Just then, Geronimo comes running up to you. He tells you to follow him – there has been an explosion at Edison’s laboratory. When you reach there, everything has been engulfed in a sea of flames. Though Jack and Nursery Rhyme are there too, Edison himself is nowhere to be seen.) Edison is dead. Altera—!? I am not Altera. Though I may be borrowing this body, do not call me Altera. (Both Mash and you notice that the atmosphere surrounding Altera this time is a lot more serious.) I am the Goddess Colombia. The guardian of this great land. Colombia—? The goddess that is regarded as the symbol of America. She belongs to the lineage of the Roman goddess Libertas. Rather than a deity that is worshipped, it is an anthropomorphic personification of the nation. An existence similar to Uncle Sam. —For us, the indigenous peoples, she is an ironic goddess. To think that I would see her with my own eyes… I protect all who live upon this earth. Geronimo, you too are my comrade. Let us pray that you are the same goddess who once brought maize in abundance then, O great and mighty spirit. (Mashu asks about Edison, and Colombia replies that Edison got too close to the truth. It seems that Edison and Geronimo have been pursuing the truth behind this world and Bunyan. Edison’s communicator opened a door to this world, and Bunyan became its core.) —That is correct. If you have managed to deduce that much, there is no longer any need to conceal it. You must have noticed it. This is not the singularity produced by that Master. It would be better to think of this place as something similar to a reality marble, created by Paul Bunyan’s consciousness. That can’t be. It’s impossible. Bunyan’s Saint Graph would not be able to maintain this reality marble. Life exists in this world. People with egos live here. This is not a dream or an illusion. It is a world that surely exists. There can’t possibly be a reality marble that can maintain these things. You should already know what makes it possible. The Holy Grail—! That nameless Master was, in her own way, a Master too. That Master had a Holy Grail. Bunyan was the result of mixing it with udon dough. The Third Magic that grants all wishes— that master, she knew nothing of its meaning. The wish upon the Holy Grail was distorted by the udon dough— and then, Bunyan appeared. Then— this unnatural world itself is Bunyan’s inner world. That is correct, medicine man. Wise man. These are the memories of the United States. As it is memory, it becomes idealized caricature— nothing more than an ephemeral dream. That Master intended to seal Bunyan in here. However, it was the reverse. She was taken into this place. Bunyan has the possibility of infinite destruction and creation. It is the potential of the United States as a country itself. Therefore, Bunyan will continue to expand the frontier of this world, and all will be destroyed once it reaches its limits. That is why— that Master took away the axe? That is correct. Although it became a futile struggle, in the end. This loop has already repeated 12,520 times. However, you gave Bunyan an axe, and Bunyan could resume her act of creation and destruction. Furthermore, Bunyan has now observed the “outside”. Your Chaldea, through the Spiritual World Communicator. No— could it be— That is correct. At this rate, Bunyan’s world will invade yours. The Human Order that you fought so desperately to restore, permits a fictional Heroic Spirit such as Bunyan. In that case— some form of discrepancy will surely appear. Indeed, everyone besides me seems to have become retarded… Um… I’m sorry to interrupt… But Senpai isn’t an exception either… Therefore, live in this world for all eternity as part of Bunyan. As that Master once did. I’ll set free Bunyan and Mashu and the others too, just you watch! (The Goddess Colombia says that she thought you would say such a thing, as you are a strong person. Still, if you are to resist, she will destroy you violence and then rebuild you as part of this world.) It is all for the order of the multiverse. For the sake of the happiness of nine people, one must be sacrificed—! Even so! Yes, even so, we will not give up! (You battle the Goddess Colombia and manage to pressure her to an extent that she finds it unbelievable. Even after stripping away the memories of history and manifesting as her true self, you have the upper hand. However, she will not give in either. Bunyan must sleep – she is too dangerous as it is.) Dangerous—? Me—? Bunyan! That’s—! I understand. I’m not important in this world. I’m useless parts. Like parsley on the side of a Hamburg steak. So. I’ll let it end. —The world is—!? (Everything is stripped away, and you find yourself inside Bunyan’s inner world, a desolate landscape full of thunder and lightning. Geronimo says that until now you have been in the surface consciousness, but this appears to be Bunyan’s deep psyche.) Through bountiful experience with the use of spirits and their guidance, a shaman with deep wisdom may, eventually, arrive at this deepest world of the heart. Once taken into this darkness, it is difficult for laypeople to escape. Master, Mash. I do not mean to look down upon you, but please do not leave my side, no matter what. (You hear Nursery Rhyme scream. She and Jack are fighting off some Wendigos, although they can’t hold out any longer.) Jack! Jack, stand back, run away! You are a child, you can’t get hurt for my sake! We’re friends. And, Bunyan too. —That’s why. (The monsters close in. But you swoop to the rescue just in time. After the monsters have been cleared out, Nursery Rhyme cheers and thanks you. Jack says that it was a bit dangerous and that she hallucinated Whitechapel for just a second there. Rhyme lectures Jack, saying her mother isn’t there. At any rate, you should start looking for Bunyan.) (You fight your way through the seemingly endless horde of monsters. Mashu now counts more than 200 Wendigos, and their numbers are only increasing.) Could they be… the inhabitants of Chicago!? (If that is the case, you have more than a million of them to deal with. Mashu wonders if Bunyan’s fear and sorrow became monsters and gathered all of them here.) Master. —I’ll deploy my Noble Phantasm at full force. I’ll carve open a bloody path. Then, run. Do not look back, do not stop even to think. Is that a suicide attack!? Heroic Spirits are just familiars after all. If you are a mage, do not hesitate. If you are a warrior, do not be afraid. Now go—! Wait wait wait—! I told you so! A genius comes when you forget him! I didn’t forget! Indeed, self-sacrifice is worthy of respect. It is the spirit of Davy Crockett who protected the Alamo. But did he not say this? If you are a gentleman, it is an even greater feat to return to your comrades alive! Heroes are not heroes because they die! They are heroes because they hold on to hope until the very end! —That is an important thing. Though you have the face of a clown, you always ascertain the truth. You are truly the guide of the lion spirit. I’d prefer if you called me the incarnation of thunder! Anyway! Now is a fine opportunity to act as a gentlemen who pretended to be dead and bided his time! It is convenient that all of the monsters have gathered here! Feast your eyes upon this Noble Phantasm of mine! My light clears away all dark delusions, and frees all from the prison of infinite foolishness! Shine! Illuminate the darkness of this young girl’s heart! World Faith Domination (W.F.D)! Anniversary— Edition! (Edison’s Noble Phantasm dispels the scenery before you, returning Chicago to what it was in the 19th century. All of the Wendigos turn back into the original inhabitants of the city. This is the power of Edison’s Noble Phantasm which reveals the truth and strips away all mystery.) The form of this peaceful city is what Bunyan sought, and that is the “truth”! I will continue using W.F.D (TM) right here and suppress this world! Go, Master! At the end of this city, Bunyan is there! (You run, past the urban areas, and out into the grasslands. As expected, Colombia comes to stand in your way again.) She has awoken from her dream. Bunyan will never return to the loop again. Lend me a hand. Take Bunyan’s Grail, and destroy it before the Throne of Heroes designates her as a Heroic Spirit. She is but folklore that is not worthy to become a Heroic Spirit in the first place. She is not impossible to destroy. You would never do that. That’s right! A story once written is already there! Even the author cannot return it to nothing! That is the rule of stories. It’s something that won’t change. Why? That’s because we are believed in and are here. I cannot approve of a world that tramples over the minority for its own glory. We are all here. Even if we can’t meet Mother, we’re here. Together with Master. Please. Let’s all find a way to save Bunyan-san together! —I understand. However, I too am a man-made goddess. A godhead of the thirst for freedom and equality that resides in the heart of man. Even if it is but an arrogant wish, or an unattainable fiction— I will manifest that illusion! Kill one person to save 10 million— the greatest happiness to the greatest number, that is my truth. In the name of freedom, the Goddess Colombia will bring you to your knees! —Defeating even a god and progressing forward— In a certain way, that too is one of the forms that freedom takes. It’s called Do It Yourself. That is correct. Your fate belongs to you alone— Go. Bunyan is in the deepest depths of that forest— …It may not be enough to say this at this point, but I have always watched over that child. She has always been crying. You are the first friends that she has made. If I had not only observed that child, but also— No— How regretful— Let’s go save Bunyan. Yes!