Chapter 1

Divine Intervention

Strategic Command were short-sighted fools. Sure, they had achieved victory over the Francios Republic but their short-sightedness blinded them to all outcomes of victory. They had overlooked the large forces amassing at Africa, they had failed to eliminate all forces after the capturing of Parisii, and had even rejected the "Restitutio ad integrum" proposed by the Commonwealth.

Now, all guns were pointing towards them.

The Commonwealth, the Russy Federation, the Unified States of America, and the Francios Republic forces in Africa were loading their guns and slowly aiming it at the drunken Empire.

The outcome of such war against them could only have 3 feasible outcomes: white peace, foreign capitulation, and internal civil war.

Now Strategic Headquarters were in a panic that could've been prevented if they had simply eradicated the enemy forces while they were in transit or accepted the return of the status quo.

Tanya sighed as she cleaned her weapons. It was no use cursing her superiors for their blunder.

Her whole battalion was apprehensive and the general consensus, from what she had heard, was that they were tired of fighting.

She was as well.

The whole Empire was tired of fighting, the soldiers in the frontlines were tired of the cold meals and the separation from their homes, and the families of the soldiers wanting them back.

Yet, the nationalism was unwavering, unyielding.

The whole continuation of the war was something she personally blamed Being X for, childish as it may seem she had no doubt that he at least provided "inspiration" for the leader of the Francios resistance just to spite her.

A shiver traveled up her spine, causing her to freeze. A mysterious sense of unease had filled her. Then she noticed something off about her room.

It was darker.

She turned her attention to her window. Perhaps something was blocking the sunlight to her room?

No, the thing she found wasn't an object. It was a starry night sky.

She blinked a bit, rubbed her eyes, and slapped herself all in the effort of checking if she was dreaming.

It wasn't a dream.

Her mind went blank as she heard nothing, absolute silence. Not even the passing cars or the distinct chatter entered her ears, only silence.

Her eyes narrowed in absolute fury.

"Damn you... Being X!"

July 21st 12:32 CET:

Day has become night, night has become day. The surrounding countries have seemingly disappeared or have flooded over.

Tanya took in the sight before her.

A mountain cut in half.

It was as if someone just lifted the Empire and plopped it down in the middle of the ocean. The massive cliff gave no regard to terrain seemingly just cut the Empire out solely based on the Empire's pre-war political map.

She cursed Being X.

Was he willing to go this far just to incite her devotion? Well, he could shove his "godhood" up his ass for all she cared.

"Sir! Incoming unidentified vessel!" Tanya was ripped from her musings with the alert from one of the many faces she couldn't plaster a name on for sure.

"You two, with me. Everyone else standby and keep a lookout for any anomalies," she swiftly ordered, plucking Visha and Voreen to follow her.

A resounding: "Yes, sir!" greeted her ears.

As she took off towards the vessel, she took in all details of it. To say the least, she scoffed.

It seemed to be bigger than a normal, wooden fishing boat or some sort of recreation of an old from around the seventeenth century without the cannons.

The strangest thing of it it all, there was a menacing crossbow with archers with bows strung.

Sensing the somewhat "dangerous" situation, Tanya held up her fist to halt the other two. She sighed, motioning for Visha to hand over the radio microphone. "Unidentified vessel, this is Major Degurechaff of the 203rd Ariel Mage Battalion, stand down and surrender your vessel for inspection under the wartime suspicion act."

No response, bows were still stung and pointed.

"I repeat, this is Major Degurechaff of the 203rd Ariel Mage Battalion, stand down and surrender your vessel for inspection."

No response, now they were loading the Bastilla looking thing.

Perhaps their radio is broken? She cleared her throat, "I repeat, this is Major Degurechaff of the 203rd Ariel Mage Battalion, stand down and surrender your vessel for inspection."

The crew looked confused for a moment. Yet some trigger-happy fools fired the ballista, which unsurprisingly lost momentum immediately from firing upwards and had only crossed half the distance between them before falling downwards.

"Tch," Tanya clicked in annoyance, lifting her rifle and pointing at the rearming Bastilla. She supposed that simply destroying the ballista would suffice for her point.

Once she activated her spell and fired, the Ballista turned into rubble.

"Assume hostile, capture and detainment priority, lethal force only tolerated when actually threatened," she put an extra emphasis on the "actually."

"Yes, sir!" Visha and Voreen replied as they honed in on the boat, determined to carry out her orders.

Tanya supposed this was a good break for them. "Weiss!" she called.

"Yes, sir!"

"Do patrols along the coast with the battalion, for now, be on alert for any more... vessels like these, if you find any simply destroy anything resembling "heavy-duty" weapons and apprehend the crew."

"Yes, sir."

As Weiss went to instruct the battalion, Tanya couldn't help but look at the sky and release a breath. "Jet lag... I don't even think that term is used yet," she groaned.

It was determined by Strategy HQ that the difference in time between the old-time and the new one was seven hours.

It was around night time in CET.

"Major!"

Tanya's focus returned back to the wooden ship, her eyes landing on Visha who waved her over.

Landing on the ship, Tanya observed the detained crew of the wooden vessel, many of which were unconscious while the one conscious looked at her with mixed emotions.

"Report," she commanded fluently, snapping a quick salute.

Returning the salute, Visha gave her the debrief, "No firearms located in plain sight and all types of weapons are either a bow, a sword, or an antique magical scepter."

Tanya rose an eyebrow at the last item. "Antique magical scepter?"

"Yes, sir. It would seem the captain of the ship was a mage of some sorts."

"Was she educated or was she simply throwing magic around?"

"A-Ah... Well, you see... Most of her attacks were unconventional..."

"Unconventional?"

"She was attacking with what seemed to be an acid arrow."

"Acid... Arrow?"

Visha nodded.

"Did it penetrate your shield?"

She shook her head.

Tanya massaged her temples before sighing. "Where is she detained?"

"By the wheel, sir."

She nodded before walking off, giving orders to Visha and Voreen to secure the captives and taking them onshore to transport them for interrogation by the Empire's intelligence office.

She looked at the mysterious mage captain. "Can you understand me?" she inquired.

The captain just looked at her with a mix of confusion and disdain before nodding slowly.

"What is your name?"

She looked at her with suspicion before clearing her throat before answering, "I am Captain Avarus Eis Escas. Now unhand me, child."

Tanya stared blankly at her. This "captain" is going to be a pain in the ass but perhaps she could use Avarus' pride against her?

Tanya entered the captain's cabin and strode in. Spotting what she sought, she looked it over, her eyes scrutinized the map in front of her.

The general shape of the "continent" almost entirely mimicked the Middle East. The only thing that differentiated it from the region was the separation from any other landmass like Russia, India, Europe, or Africa.

Of course, she didn't just take Avarus' word and the map in front of her as truth. She rummaged through Avarus' things before finding what look liked a journal. Opening it, she paused on the first page.

A different language.

She groaned and decided to simply pocket it to give to the intelligence office. Looking around, she exited the cabin. She motioned for her battalion to move out, she would let the navy and army deal with the ship.

Her? She was just going to head back, report what she saw and the incident before getting some rest to get accustomed to the different timezone.

She was going to flail Being X alive when she ever got the chance.

Today was the longest day of her life. There was no doubt in that sentence.

After the mission, they had been ordered to only sleep when it was actually dark. Not when they were tired but when it struck 20:00 in the new timezone. They were in a state of emergency so it was imprudent to get accustomed.

She flopped on her bed, her eyes closing for rest. "Finally... Rest..."

Night had come slowly for her as there wasn't much to do besides maintenance and other shenanigans.

"How is your stay here?"

Her eyes widened then narrowed as she sat up. "Being X..." she growled.

"It is useless to look for me, you seem to have thrown away anything fitting for me to possess," the amusement in Being X's voice was not lost to her. "And as much I would love to goad you, I have many new prayers to fulfill."

"So... Why do you bother?!"

She knew he was wearing a sadistic smile, she just feels it. "Why? Well, then ask you a simple question: Do you have faith in me now?"

With that sentence, her power rose and with iron gripping her voice, she said, "No."

"A shame that you still question my position as God," Being X's voice now came from one direction instead of around her. He took possession as her operation orb. "It would also be a shame if you were deployed tomorrow, would it not?"

Tanya was tempted to smash the orb to pieces but the logical reasons won against her raging urge to destroy it. "Damn you, Being X..." There was no response to her curse.

Lieutenant General Rudersdorf and Lieutenant General Zettour ate their late dinner in relative silence, their moods not yet content to start up much conversation.

Rudersdorf was first to finish and allowed his dishes to be removed. "Today was long, wasn't?" he asked tiredly.

Zettour finished his food before speaking, "Yes, today was the longest day of the Empire." He wiped his mouth with a napkin, allowing the servers to take his dishes.

"Have you read the reports?"

"I have... To be surrounded by all sides by water like the Commonwealth... It is a surprise to be sure and a relatively unwelcome one at that. Don't even get me started on our new... Location."

"Major Degurechaff seem to have captured what appears to be some sort of ship captain mage."

"So I have heard. It would seem the intelligence office was elated to receive such a helpful source of information. They have also determined that any of the crew from her ship as well herself are not speaking German, their mouths do not move in the words they speak. This phenomenon, as she explained, was natural in her world."

At that sentence, both men fell into silence. Rudersdorf popped out a cigarette and puffed it. "This isn't just the Empire's longest day, it is it's the longest year."

"Indeed."

"So, should we send an expedition force?"

"Almost a quarter of our men has vanished and a half have been relieved of their duties just mere hours ago."

Both grimaced at the thought.

"It would be for the best just to send the African expedition."

"Indeed, after all, they were already geared for the venture, were they not?"

Chapter 1 End

A/N: If you actually look at the map Ainz was looking at, you could tell it was eerily familiar to the Middle East. I have never found anyone noticing that, might as well throw that out there.

I have also tried a new dialogue conversation setup, I do hope it was satisfactory.

Also, I have never seen anyone, like anyone, in the fanfic community, do a whole country isekai.

Going to upload the Bleach x RWBY story soon... Was already almost done with this when I realized that the poll votes shifted. I also took note that everyone else wanted another F/SN x DxD fanfic... I will redo the poll once I get more ideas to replace this one and Bleach x RWBY.

Also, school is starting up again which means I won't be able to play on weekdays, congrats because I will update more frequently.