It was over now. The war has finally ended and, despite everything, we lost.

That is what happens when everyone hates you, all countries joined against us in the end. The fatherland lost not because it lacked strength but because of how it lacked allies and exhausted it's resources.

Really, as I wait here in prison for my sentence for my 'war crimes' I can only laugh bitterly inside. I never did anything that wasn't in accordance with the war protocol and rules, every action I took was never against the law, I made sure of that, but it seems those Francois really are out for my blood regardless.

But I know the real reason behind all this, the real reason behind all this shit I have to go through. And as the world freezes around me just as a guard is about to enter I grind my teeth as I turn to where a voice came from.

It was a fucking doll someone thought I would like, why would anyone think a war veteran like me would like dolls is beyond me. I mean, yeah I am a girl of thirteen years old but that is beside the point.

"My child, are you ready to repent and accept me as your lord and God?" The doll said, no it was no doll. It was...

"Being X, I will never believe you are a God. If anything you at most is a devil or demon who created this world only to torment me." I spat as I said that, my desire to have my gun beside me right now running strong.

"I see, it is unfortunate that you still think this way even as your life is so close to the end. But, worry not. I still have hopes for you, perhaps this world was far too similar to your own and thus you could rationalize it in a way that could deny me. Very well, we can always just try one more time." As Being X said so the time started to move again and the guard entered the room.

He did not say anything as he took me to the electric chair, I guess they feared I just might survive a hail of bullets if the execution was in any other form, I did survive the entire war fighting in the frontlines.

They didn't say a word as they sat me on the chair but I could see people in the stands watching my death like if it was a show, most of those with wide grins in their faces being Francoise but some commies as well were there.

And then, there was only pain for a moment as darkness covered my eyes.

The pain was gone, I was on my back against a stone floor and looking up at the ceiling.

"Oh, Heroes! Please save our world!"

Someone said that and I took notice of my surroundings. There were people dressed in strange robes and four guys of about 18 to 20 years old, all unmistakably japanese and each carrying a weapon with them.

A sword, a spear, a bow, and the last one a shield.

Seeing that those four carrying weapons and all standing up I too was about to stand up when I felt a familiar weight in my hand, it was something I never thought I would feel the weight of all a smile appeared on my face the vision of it at what I have right now.

I am wearing my uniform again, I have my flying device on (no type-95, which could be great or terrible depending on how things are in this world), and finally, my trusted gun is in my hand again. It is a bit different with a gem in it but it doesn't change it that much either way

Being X, if this is some sort of play by you I can only say that you will regret it, I WILL find some way to hunt you down and kill you in this new life of mine, you just wait!

This is an experiment to see what I think of this story. I give no guaranties how long or how seriously I will take this. Basically, how much would Tanny change the world of Tate no Yussha if she was there, this is the basic concept I am going for.

I never saw this being done and I felt like writing it, I hope it is a good idea. Thoughts on what she would do in this sittuation would be appreciated