When a Filipino got Isekai'd with a twist!
Volume 2 " only I can summon those!"
Chapter 26 – "Press all Bottons!"
POV: Josh, the Sword King
Night had fallen like a shroud over the wasteland, but the sky burned with distant fires. Ahead, nestled deep within the ruins of a demon-controlled fortress, stood something no one thought they'd ever see again.
The Gundam.
Not just any machine—but the RX–78–2, the divine weapon Kieth had used five years ago in his battle against the Demon King of Fury. A weapon forged from divine tech and fury—thought lost to time.
Josh stared through the cracked lens of his scout monocular. Even at a distance, the Gundam was unmistakable. Bound by black chains made of living obsidian. Covered in demonic runes pulsing with crimson light. And surrounded by a full battalion of demon guards.
"They've corrupted it," Cane said beside him, jaw tight. "Damn thing looks like it's bleeding shadow."
Josh's grip on his sword tightened. "It doesn't matter. We're taking it back."
Hidden in the dark, Vismond emerged from the shadows like smoke given form. "Security's tight. Three cursed totems surrounding the perimeter. Each one shields the Gundam's core from external tampering."
Josh nodded. "Then we break the totems."
"This is madness," Cane muttered. "Even if we get in, even if we disable the seals—what then? That thing isn't just buried, it's chained by magic we don't understand."
Josh didn't answer. Instead, he pulled something from his cloak—a small charm glowing faintly blue.
"A gift from the goddess," he said quietly. "She said the system still recognizes me. If we can get close enough, I can reawaken it."
Vismond's eyes gleamed. "Then let's move before the dawn betrays us."
Like wraiths, they moved.
Cane drew the demon guards away with calculated chaos—crashing into them like a hurricane of blades and roars. Vismond blinked through the shadows, disabling the totems one by one. Josh sprinted forward the moment the last seal cracked, leaping onto the Gundam's massive chest.
He pressed the charm into the center socket.
For a moment, nothing.
Then—
[System Recognized. Divine-Class Pilot Confirmed: Josh. Initiating Purge of Corruption…]
The demonic chains snapped with a metallic scream. Light surged through the Gundam's frame. Its eyes flared open—blazing gold.
From deep within the fortress, alarms shrieked.
"They know!" Cane shouted, cutting through a charging demon brute.
Josh climbed into the open cockpit as the console came to life, the interface ancient but familiar.
He grinned. "Let's make them regret touching what was never theirs."
As the Gundam's arms moved for the first time in five years, the ground shook beneath its rebirth.
And the sky trembled at the return of a weapon meant to kill gods.
Josh gritted his teeth, half-sitting, half-kneeling, his elbow jammed into Vismond's ribs. Cane was awkwardly crouched with his back hunched, his massive sword nearly impaling the control panel.
"Cane, move your knee!" Josh hissed.
"I can't! Your leg's under my boot!"
"Guys," Vismond growled, his voice low and tense, "I swear, if one of you farts, I'm stabbing both of you."
Outside, the demon citadel quaked from the awakening of the Gundam's core. The system flickered to life, its lights flooding the dark cockpit.
[User recognized: Divine Sword – Josh]
[Secondary occupants detected: Gladiator-Class, Assassin-Class]
[WARNING: Cockpit exceeds weight capacity. Mobility restricted.]
Josh grunted. "We're in a burning hellpit fortress and this damn mech is worried about our weight?"
A distant roar cut through the rumble. Dozens of demons scrambled across the structure below, rallying with furious shrieks. They'd noticed the awakening.
Josh wrapped his fingers around the control grip. The Gundam's eyes lit up—bright white beams slicing through the smoky dark.
"Strap in—or just hold something!" he barked.
Cane chuckled grimly. "There's nothing to hold! I'm sitting on your foot!"
Then the world shifted. The Gundam moved.
With a deafening groan of metal and divine energy, it rose—breaking free from its bindings like a beast uncaged. The demonic fortress began to collapse in response, howling with sirens and ancient alarms.
Josh slammed a button. A massive thruster ignited, launching the Gundam through the citadel's roof in a blaze of debris and fire.
BOOM!
"WOOOHOOO!" Cane roared. "Now this is a fight!"
But Vismond's voice stayed cold and sharp, his assassin instincts twitching. "We're not out yet. They'll throw everything at us now."
Sure enough, dark silhouettes poured into the skies—flying demons, armored war-beasts, siege casters. The Gundam was strong, but with the cockpit so cramped, their movement was limited.
Josh grit his teeth. "I'll buy us a way out. Cane, Vismond—hold tight and cover me. We're not dying in a tin can."
With a sweep of its arm, the Gundam unsheathed a blade made of crystallized divine steel—one of Kieth's last relics. The blade roared to life.
It was three men in a cockpit meant for one, barely holding it together—but with the world burning around them, they charged forward.
They were outnumbered. Outgunned.
But not outwilled.
The sky was fire.
Demons swarmed like hornets, shrieking curses in a hundred foul tongues. The Gundam—scarred, divine, and freshly awakened—was climbing fast through the inferno, its thrusters screaming as it ripped through the collapsing demon stronghold.
Josh struggled to keep his grip on the controls while crammed elbow-to-thigh with Cane and Vismond.
"Left arm thrusters compromised! Switching to manual override!" the system barked.
"Override?! Which one is that!?" Josh snapped.
"I got it!" Cane yelled—and slammed a red button.
BRRRRRRRTTTT!!!
A mini-Gatling gun popped out of the Gundam's shoulder and opened fire, shredding a cluster of winged demons to pieces. Screeching, they fell like charred confetti.
Cane grinned. "HA! I meant to do that!"
"No, no, no—this one's for rockets!" Vismond said, clicking a glowing blue switch.
WHOOSH!
The Gundam jolted skyward with a violent blast from its back thrusters—just as a skyscraper-sized demon swung its axe through the space where they'd been. The sudden motion jerked all three forward.
Josh's forehead slammed the console. "OW! DAMMIT, STOP TOUCHING STUFF!"
"I DID SOMETHING GOOD!" Vismond argued.
"WE ALMOST DIED!" Josh yelled.
Before the fight could become a cockpit brawl, the Gundam crashed headfirst into a midair demon—its massive metal crown denting the creature's skull with a loud CRACK!
"...Okay, that part was satisfying," Cane admitted.
The demon spun out in a spiral of blood and wings, falling like a comet into the army below.
More demons closed in from every direction—giant fliers, hulking brutes clinging to floating platforms, even mages casting war curses into the air.
Josh yanked the controls. "Focus up! We break their formation and punch a hole out of this hellstorm! No more button-mashing!"
"Then give us jobs!" Vismond shouted, slicing a demon trying to latch onto the cockpit window with his hidden blade.
"Fine! Cane, defense. Vismond, weapons. I'll pilot!"
"Gladly," they chorused.
Laser blasts zipped by. Missiles exploded to the left. Josh twisted the Gundam's body, raising its forearm just in time to block a cursed boulder midflight. It shattered, sparks raining over their hull.
Vismond punched a switch. "Deploying heat sabers!"
Twin molten blades hissed out from the Gundam's wrists. Josh dropped altitude, slashed through a giant demon mage, then punched through a flying beast's torso with a knee rocket.
Cane raised a panel and pressed a small button marked "SMILE MODE."
The Gundam's mouthplate opened slightly.
It grinned.
"No way," Cane whispered, wide-eyed. "That's terrifying."
"I'm keeping it," Josh said, cracking a grin himself.
The Gundam, a forgotten weapon of divine fury, was now soaring like a phoenix through enemy skies—cutting, dodging, and smashing through waves of monsters. With every blast and swing, it tore open a path through the blackened heavens.
All three men inside—cramped, bruised, shouting over alarms—had the same wild fire in their eyes.
This wasn't just a fight.
This was vengeance in steel.
"OH SHIT OH SHIT OH SHIT!"
"WE'RE GONNA CRASH!"
"NO, WE'RE GONNA PARK—AGGRESSIVELY!"
The Gundam plummeted through the demon stronghold like a divine meteor, arms flailing as it bulldozed through towers of bone, shattered siege weapons, and a sky bridge full of stunned demon officers sipping blood-wine.
BOOOOM!!
The Gundam belly-flopped into a plaza, throwing up a hurricane of dust and debris. Demons scattered in all directions, screeching. Inside the cockpit, Josh coughed violently.
"You said you were piloting!" Vismond barked, now upside down and halfway in Josh's lap.
"I WAS—until Cane pressed the 'YOLO MODE' button!"
"It said 'YAW LOCK OVERRIDE!'" Cane shouted back, fumbling with another switch. "That's a piloting term!"
Josh smacked his forehead. "How the hell do you know that?!"
Cane groaned, banging the controls. "Jeez man, how the hell did Kieth pilot this big chunk of unresponsive metal?!"
Josh grunted, gripping the control sticks. "He's a summoner, duh. That's the perk of our dear friend!"
A loud BEEP sounded. A panel lit up.
"Hey! Try this one—it says 'R-Arm Prime!'" Cane said, jabbing the button.
VRRRRRRMM—BLAMBLAMBLAM!
A mini-Gatling gun extended from the Gundam's wrist and opened fire, mowing down a group of demons charging their position. They exploded in a shower of gore.
"That was actually kind of cool!" Vismond grinned. "Now we're talking!"
Suddenly, a massive demon with eight eyes and obsidian armor leapt from a tower behind them, aiming a cleaver the size of a carriage at their back.
"NO, NO, NO—NOT THIS ONE—"
WHOOOSH!
Josh yanked the sticks instinctively—and the Gundam took flight, rocketing upward just in time for the cleaver to miss by inches. The force of the lift-off slammed them against each other.
Vismond's elbow cracked into Josh's ribs. "You call that a warning?!"
The Gundam's head slammed into the airborne demon with a thunderous HEADBUTT, launching it like a cannonball across the valley.
"BOTH OF YOU, SHUT IT!" Josh yelled, arms flailing on the controls. "Don't push any more buttons! We're not playing a damn arcade game—we're fighting for our lives!"
"Oh yeah?" Cane pointed. "Then what does 'Deploy Surprise' mean?!"
"DON'T—"
BOOM!!
A hatch in the chest popped open and launched a volley of flashbangs into the demon army below, blinding a battalion mid-charge.
"…Okay, that one might've helped," Vismond muttered.
Josh groaned, "I swear, when we get out of this, I'm taking a real pilot's license…"
Outside, demons swarmed like ants, but now the Gundam stood tall, weapons whirring, heat vents glowing red.
"Alright…" Josh narrowed his eyes, tightening his grip. "No more games. Let's clean this place out."
And with that, the Gundam surged forward—three idiots in the cockpit, a divine machine under their control, and pure chaos in their wake.
As the Gundam stand the hil slowly turn ling it's massive body towards the demons. Eyes lit like a Demon.
The Gundam's eyes flared a deep cerulean as its systems finally calibrated.
[PILOT SYNCHRONIZATION: 89%]
[COMBAT MODE: ENABLED]
Josh inhaled, his voice low and steady now. "Alright. Let's do this right."
Cane shifted in his seat, now fully locked into the support console. "Weapons online. Left arm—energy blade charged. Right arm—gatling still active. Railgun on standby."
Vismond cracked his knuckles. "Deploying countermeasures and scan protocols. We've got two incoming elite demons, plus a battalion circling around our rear flank."
Outside, the world blurred into chaos. Dozens of demons surged forward, screeching through flames and smoke, some with wings, others crawling like corrupted beasts, all converging on the glowing steel titan that was now their biggest threat.
Josh tightened his grip. "No more button mashing. This time, we move like one."
BOOM—BOOM—BOOM!
The Gundam charged into the horde.
A scythe-wielding demon leapt from above—Josh raised the Gundam's left arm, activating the energy blade. With a single swing, the demon was sliced clean through, the blade leaving behind a sizzling trail of vaporized blood.
"Contact right!" Vismond shouted.
A massive demon bull charged in, tusks glowing green with poison.
Cane reacted instantly, firing a rail shot into the ground beneath it—the shockwave flipped the creature mid-charge, giving Josh an opening.
"Now!"
BAM— the Gundam's fist crushed the demon's skull into the dirt.
Josh's voice was calm, but hard as steel. "Keep feeding me targets."
"Three more coming from above. Winged types. Magic signature high," Vismond warned.
Josh jumped, engaging flight boosters. The Gundam soared like a steel angel through fire and ash, meeting the flying demons mid-air.
They cast spells—black lances and burning hexes—but Cane was already rotating energy shields.
"Shields at full!" Cane roared.
The magical barrage struck harmlessly against the barrier—and Josh cut through all three demons with a spiraling mid-air slash.
The remains scattered like ash.
Then—
THOOM.
The ground rumbled.
A colossal demon broke through the stronghold walls. Nearly half the size of the Gundam, with a molten warhammer and glowing runes stitched across its flesh.
"Elite class. Brute type," Vismond said grimly. "Looks like a real boss fight."
Josh cracked a grin. "Finally, something worth swinging at."
The demon charged.
So did the Gundam.
Steel met flesh. Hammer met sword.
Each blow shook the ground for miles.
The demon swung wildly—Josh ducked the Gundam low, then uppercut with its fist, cracking the beast's jaw.
Cane coordinated another railgun shot into the creature's legs. It stumbled—Josh followed up with the energy blade, driving it deep into the demon's chest.
The beast let out a howling screech.
"Hold it—he's charging a self-destruct!" Vismond warned.
Josh narrowed his eyes. "Then let's throw him a farewell party."
He flipped a hidden lever.
"Deploy chest cannon."
VWOOOOOOM—
The demon's eyes widened in fear just before the Gundam's core lit up, blasting a beam of raw energy through the demon, the fortress behind it—and half the mountain range beyond.
The stronghold fell silent.
Smoke. Flames. The wind howled through the ruin.
Josh exhaled slowly. "Target neutralized."
Vismond whistled. "That was... excessive."
Cane, still staring at the aftermath, muttered, "I think we broke the continent."
Josh leaned back in the pilot's chair.
"One stronghold down. Let's go get the next one."
Few days later...
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Eastern Wastes
The wind howled cold above the dead lands. Black banners fluttered on rusted spears. Another fortress stood silent, its towers laced with spiked chains and cursed bones—one of the many demonic strongholds littered across the conquered east.
Inside the tower, demons patrolled lazily. After all, who would be stupid enough to launch a frontal attack this deep into demon territory?
Then the ground started humming.
The guards paused. One sniffed the air, eyes narrowing.
"You smell that?"
A distant whistle followed.
"What's that noi—"
CRASH.
A 60-foot-tall Gundam just drop-kicked the fortress gates.
From inside the cockpit:
"Wheeeew! Nailed the landing!" Cane whooped, laughing as the Gundam slid through the stone yard like a tank on ice.
"Cane, you broke the left stabilizer!" Vismond snapped. "We're surrounded!"
"Good," Josh grinned. "I hate chasing."
Demons scrambled in every direction, some screaming in their tongue, others readying spells. But the Gundam was already moving.
Boom. Gatling guns spun up.
Boom. Rockets screamed across the courtyard.
Boom. One tower toppled, crushing a whole squad.
Inside the cockpit, chaos ruled.
"I think this button turns on the shockwave boost," Cane said, poking something.
"No, wait—don't—" Vismond started.
FOOOM!
The Gundam suddenly jolted and body-slammed a demon warbeast unintentionally.
Josh grabbed the controls, roaring. "Stop touching things! We're infiltrating, not hosting a damn fireworks show!"
"I'm just saying," Cane said defensively, "for something Kieth left behind, it handles like a drunk minotaur!"
"That's because he's a summoner, not a caveman," Vismond shot back. "Perks of our 'dear friend,' remember?"
Another blast shook the cockpit. They were taking heavy fire now.
Josh growled. "No more games."
The Gundam straightened, blades drawn, its metal frame lit by fire and fury.
Then—
"WARNING: Multiple elite demon signatures detected approaching."
The scanners flared red.
From the far end of the fortress, shadows began to take form.
Gigantic, twisted. Something different.
Josh's face turned grim.
"This one's not going to be easy."
Cane checked the ammo. "Running low. We're on fumes."
Vismond tensed. "Then let's make it count."
Outside, the demons began to chant in a forgotten tongue. The earth cracked. Something began crawling up from the pit.
Josh whispered, "Brace for round two…"
TO BE CONTINUED.