Rust, World Fuck! #2
Eclipse.
Seizing the moment the world darkened, I donned the mask and robe.
It was exactly the same as five years ago.
As I remembered it, the eclipse would last about a minute.
At last, after several dozen seconds had passed, light returned to the world.
And the time had come.
“Kyaaaaaaaaaaah!”
“Lord Rust has descended!!!”
“Our prayers have summoned Lord Rust into the mortal realm!!!”
The screams erupting from so many throats at once crashed like thunder. They were louder than any powder blast and sent a chill racing down the back of my neck.
The atmosphere was far too overheated.
I knew instinctively that if I so much as took a single step or opened my mouth, this ballooned-up throng would burst—and become utterly unmanageable.
So I stayed perfectly still.
What if Psyche got trampled by the frenzied crowd?
Yet no matter how much time passed, the excitement of the gathered masses refused to cool.
“The light vanishing from the heavens just now was the darkness born the instant Lord Rust descended!!!!”
“Lord Rust isn’t human—he’s a real demon!!!!”
“Gueeeeh!!! I can’t believe my eyes!!! This is a dream!!! Lord Rust is truly omnipotent!!!”
Even if I spoke, my voice would have been drowned out.
I casually turned my head.
“Lord Rust looked at me!!!!”
“He moved his head!!! Incredible!!! Lord Rust moved his head!!!”
“Hiiiiii!!! Hiiiiii!!!!!”
Absolute lunatics!
The mere act of turning my head sent the cultists into convulsions; some foamed at the mouth and collapsed on the spot. People were fainting left and right.
Watching them, a few cultists turned to their chief, Hans, and demanded answers.
“Hey, Hans! What the hell is going on?! People are dropping like flies! Some of them are foaming! What is this?!”
“This… this must be the first of the Beastly Secret Techniques that appear in Lord Rust’s greatest masterpiece, Gwichukdo—the Aura of Overlord Sex! As Lord Rust’s foremost servant, I, Hans, can tell! Half-hearted resolve can never withstand Lord Rust’s aura!”
“The Aura of Overlord Sex—truly magnificent!!! Even I, who have read Gwichukdo a hundred and eighty times and memorized seventy percent of it, nearly blacked out! You lot! Move the unconscious! Wake anyone who’s stopped breathing! Until Lord Rust pronounces sentence, not a single soul in this world is allowed to die!”
The world had become a complete cauldron of madness and frenzy.
And with the atmosphere this scorching, even my own heart couldn’t help but pound!
“Kuhahahah! This body of Rust has just returned from fucking the sun! That eclipse just now was no darkness crafted by any goddess!!!”
“Aaaah—! So that was it! I always wondered whether the moon exists because Lord Rust fucked the sun long ago! The hypothesis that Lord Rust impregnated the sun in ancient times and gave birth to the moon was true all along! I, Hans, can tell!”
“So the moon really was Lord Rust’s daughter! Moon, daughter—the similar names were never a coincidence! I feel as though I’ve just heard a tremendous secret of creation…!”
“Look at the sun year, her face all flushed! She’s wearing the face of a complete bitch! The sun has been Lord Rust’s slave since the distant past!”
While the Blood Crusade gasped and marveled, there were also those who threw dirt on the mood.
“Fuck the sun? That’s impossible, isn’t it? The whole Blood Crusade is a pack of ignorant idiots, huh? The sun is a shining star. You can’t fuck it!”
The speaker was a witch with short earth-colored hair—Gaia. She had tattoos on her face and wore a dress caked in mud; she looked thoroughly crude and stupid.
“Rust! You’re a liar! You can’t fuck the sun!”
“You bitch!!! How dare you interrupt Lord Rust’s words!!!”
“With Lady Las absent, we must silence that woman’s mouth ourselves!!!”
“Lord Rust, pronounce the death sentence!!! This mad feminist bitch’s neck—I, Anemone, will execute her myself aaaah!!!”
Anemone.
She had vanished along with the nuns during Lucy’s witch trial; I had wondered where she went, but apparently the Blood Crusade had taken her. Not only Anemone—nuns from the Grande Nunnery were among the Blood Crusade as well.
They had always been cult-like nuns; perhaps they had finally found their proper place.
“Gaia, you bitch! How dare you pick at Lord Rust’s story! The moon was born because Lord Rust fucked the sun!”
“Anemone! You crazy bitch! Have you forgotten a witch’s pride? Why are you even over there? Snap out of it! You’ve been brainwashed by Rust! Do you really think fucking the sun is possible?!”
Gaia seemed surprisingly sensible for her appearance.
No—Gaia was definitely a mad bitch too, but the Blood Crusade was so deranged that she looked relatively normal by comparison.
However—
Gaia’s common sense was wrong.
“Gaia, you dirt-cunt bitch, do you truly think so? That the sun cannot be fucked? That stars cannot be fucked? That even this planet cannot be fucked by me?”
“That’s right!”
“Then I shall show you! The proper way to use this earth! Listen, all of you! The earth is not an object of worship! Still less a goddess! The earth is nothing more than a slave trampled beneath human feet!”
“You—how dare you say such a—”
The primitive witch who served the earth trembled violently. She seemed stunned that her faith was being denied right before her eyes.
“Uooooh! So that was it! The earth was a slave!”
“She loves being stepped on by humans! What a filthy slut!”
Exactly.
The earth was nothing but humanity’s slave!
Everything in this world is inferior to humans, the lords of all creation!
Cherish the environment?
Protect nature?
Fuck that!
Humans themselves are nature!
They are savagery itself!
This clod of dirt.
What the hell is this dirt that some orphanage director would invest in it and blow the orphanage’s funds on a whim?!
You orphanage director, you son of a bitch!
Look at what the dirty novels I wrote to pay off the orphanage’s debts have wrought because of you!
This is my rage!!!!!!
“Hear me, you primitive world!!!! Today, this body of Rust shall announce a new masterpiece!”
In the past, I had been called Rust Who Fucks the Earth.
But that was a clear false charge, a stain upon me.
When a man looks back on the past, he must repent his mistakes and advance toward a proper future.
I—
would wash away the sins of those days today.
“I am not Rust Who Fucks the Earth. I am Rust Who Fucks the World! Here and now I declare it! The title of the new work I shall release is World Fuck—‘World Fuck’!!! The earth, the air, the sky, the sun—all of them are my flesh toilets!”
I am the cataclysm that tears heaven and earth asunder!
I shall rape this entire world!
Behind the mask my eyes glared; Gaia made no effort to hide her look of utter revulsion.
“Crazy bastard! You really are a complete lunatic! I never imagined anyone could be this insane! You filthy pervert! Psycho! Heretic! Cultist!”
“Kuhahah! I love being cursed by feisty women! Curse me more! But first I shall show you! The proper use of this lewd bitch of an earth!”
Pat—.
I flattened myself against the ground.
Watching the sight, people began one by one to feel bewilderment.
“Wh-what is he doing?”
“He’s suddenly prostrating himself in worship?”
“Impossible! To whom would Lord Rust bow?! Something’s wrong here!”
“He’s a fake! That guy was a fake Rust! He’s trying to deceive us! Hans! What the hell is going on?!”
“Do you really think so? I can tell. This isn’t bowing! Everyone, look at that! See what Lord Rust is doing!”
“You lewd earth bitch! For all that you love being stepped on, your body is as stiff as a virgin bride on her wedding night!!! But soon you’ll be crying with pleasure! Kuhahahah!”
“L-Lord Rust is violating the earth aaaaah!!!!”
“Hiiiiii!!! I can’t believe my eyes! He’s really fucking the ground!!!”
“Rust Who Fucks the Earth—no, since he’s already fucked the sun, he’s Rust Who Fucks the World! He’s World Fuck Rust!”
“Hiiiiii! Hiiiiiiii! Lord Rust is a true demon!!!”
Scritch-scritch, scritch-scritch-scritch—.
I worked the soil with my hands, digging a hole.
“Gaia, you stupid cunt bitch! Born a woman yet refusing to revere this heaven-like body of Rust as your head—I shall personally show you! The proper way to feel the earth! The proper way to use the earth! I shall show you the true nature of the thing you worshipped!!!”
“S-stop—… How can you commit such a blasphemous act! Aren’t you afraid of the earth’s punishment?!”
Gaia was half in tears now.
For all her looks, she was a surprisingly sensitive bitch!
Was she empathizing with the earth being fucked?!
But I would show no mercy!
How dare she call the Nymph Village I wrote a waste of paper, environmental pollution, and a desecration of the earth?!
“There is no such thing as earth’s punishment in this world! The earth is a hole!”
Scritch—.
Just like that, I pressed my lower body against the dirt floor.
At that very instant—
Rumble-rumble-rumble—!
Heaven and earth shook.
“An e-earthquake? All of a sudden?!”
Gaia was thoroughly flustered. The sudden trembling of the world seemed to have startled her.
But this was only the omen.
“You lewd bitch! Acting all lofty, yet you react right away! This thing—I’ll impregnate you in no time! What you’ll give birth to is Pluto! Pay with your body for the rage of the expelled Pluto, you dirt-cunt bitch!”
Rumble-rumble, rumble-rumble-rumble—.
Heaven and earth quaked, and everything began to heave.
“Everyone, form ranks! Form ranks!”
Psyche kept shouting.
Rust, who had appeared so suddenly.
The witch forces confronting him.
Psyche had to somehow exploit the situation that had arrived after the eclipse.
And she had to find Hyde.
“Hyde! Hyde! Where are you?!”
Hyde was nowhere to be seen.
He had vanished when they mixed with the Blood Crusade.
Psyche was greatly agitated with worry for him.
Rust, that man has appeared again to ruin everything of mine!
Psyche bit her lip hard.
Scritch—.
Just then Parmas approached Psyche from inside the carriage.
“Heretics fighting among themselves is a good omen. Our goal is not the extermination of heretics but the capture of the Wall of Sloth. Let them wear each other down in a war of attrition.”
Parmas’s words were wise, sound, and textbook.
Making the enemies fight one another.
“In the Onan region they call this ‘using barbarians against barbarians.’”
Parmas puffed up with pride as he displayed his knowledge.
Yet Milione, mounted on her horse, snorted as if something displeased her.
“You think that idiot Gaia bitch can be a match for Rust? Just watch. He’s definitely going to pull off something unbelievably amazing. Tch, I also…”
Milione seemed to feel something lacking, but—
her expression soon brightened beyond measure.
Rust—
he had begun to defile the earth.
Rumble-rumble-rumble—.
With that, the earthquake began, and even Sir Parmas was thrown into confusion.
“T-to think such a thing is possible. Is he truly raping the earth?”
Parmas considered this ground tremor anything but ordinary.
He was nearly seventy years old, yet he had never seen such a person, never wanted to see one, and never even imagined one.
Rust… is this bastard a real demon…? I can’t even think of him as the same species of human…!
Right then—
“Here it is! You bitch, hiding a weakness like this beneath that stiff attitude!”
When Rust spouted something incomprehensible—
Rumble-rumble-rumble-rumble-rumble-rumble—!
the world heaved massively.
Crash—.
And the sound of something collapsing reached their ears.
The first to notice the anomaly was Psyche, who had been scanning every direction in search of her husband Hyde.
“The W-Wall of Sloth—?!”