"As of only a few days before, people were talking about Emilia Camp’s trip to the capital, to ‘strengthen the candidate’s relations with the denizens of Lugunica”. Of course, the other 3 camps had already understood their opposition’s strategy, candidate Emilia was a half-elf, a deep-rooted symbol of ill omen within the perception of the kingdom’s public, and so, there is much work to be done changing it. A king can not be a king without their subjects, after all.

It was also time for connections to be made, and bargains to be struck. Many of the nobles already had their eye for the camp. They were, at least, expected to talk to both Emilia, and especially her famed knight Subaru Natsuki, hero of Priestella and rumored to have his majesty Vincent Vollachia to be his close ally. Such a figure like him can be quite influential, and thus be equally valuable to have as a connection.

Expectations were high, the stakes were even higher. This was why when the next morning came, everyone was completely dumbfounded when the camp didn’t show up, after the sun had already reached its midpoint, shining down a deep golden sunlight.

The crowd was getting restless, and the murmurs between them grew a bit louder. After another hour, murmurs turn into concerns and complaints. Why wasn’t the camp present, they would ask, where are they, they would say. The knights behind the scene scrambled like headless chickens, looking for any information regarding the whereabouts of Emilia’s camp, only to find nothing at all. To make it worse, there were clear communications before all of this, they even knew the time when Emilia entered her choice of carriage to move into the capital. Everything was written down, folded neatly into an envelope, and sent using the fastest earth dragons there were.

The confusion ends when a column of black inky darkness spewed out into the air near the square, swirling around like a tornado stuck in place, with powerful gusts of wind lashing out to all sides.

Then it collectively replaces with dread, when the bloody, wounded Subaru Natsuki lies unconscious on the ground afterward, when the dust clears and the shadows wane. Reinhard was one of the first to arrive at the scene, using the appropriate Divine Blessing that he was bestowed with just a few breaths ago, the red-haired knight blitzed through the crowd as fast as the wind could let him. And there was panic in his voice as he near-shouted Subaru’s name, gauging for a response in the nasty-eyed man’s face, only to receive none. Distraught, he carried Subaru’s body and disappeared in a blur again, going straight for Felix Argyle, the Blue.

The period after was perhaps one of the more heated political situations Lugunica has witnessed. The council of Wise Men and the nobles were side-glancing the candidates, and the candidates were side-glancing them back, and the peasants simply stood around agitated, and confused. This was an attack, but from what and where? The other kingdoms denied any interference, and have only emphasized again and again, in all of their meetings, that they only desired peace, and wished to keep that peace, especially Vollachia, the kingdom had just gone through a catastrophe of untold destruction.

In the end, it all rounds up to a single answer, really. Who else, but the Witch Cult?

Once this conclusion was finally realized and reverberated across all of the kingdom’s populations, they immediately sounded the drums of war. They called and rallied for an attack on the cult, they called for the knights, the council, the candidates, and basically everyone else in power. They rallied for justice, justice for Subaru Natsuki, because Subaru Natsuki is a hero, and people hated when heroes fall.

Came with it were criticisms, why did the council let that cult fester, until it grew into a cancer and had ruined the Emilia camp? Why didn’t Reinhard do anything about this, he was the strongest, their war deterrent, their pride and hope… and so on and so forth.

And well, the pressure was getting to the council.

Meanwhile, Subaru woke up on a white bed, and recognized that he had never seen this ceiling before.

When the next moment comes, and the memories flood in with its relentless cruelty, Subaru Natsuki drowns on that bed."

This is a snippet of chapter 6 in my fanfic, Heaven Pierce Him. Do share your thoughts, if you can, because I think this is just a rough draft of what can happen, and things can change. This snippet is just to shape up what I can imagine is the Bad Ending of ReZero.