Existing far beyond the scope of man's knowledge, there exist an infinite number of similar worlds.
Life among those worlds would see their histories reach their end without ever acknowledging one another's existences. Or at least they should have.
People would believe other worlds only exist in fantasies.
However, a mysterious power known as Elemera was birthed from the hearts of men threatened to upset that balance and together the worlds laid down inviolable rules to protect the harmony.
It was then that the lifeforms birthed from Elemera, the Elemarians, and their organization, Ultimaguil, raised their flags and crossed through the "uncrossable" borders between worlds to pillage Elemera from the people.
To protect their world from this menace, warriors using the ultimate Elemera, the Twintail affnity, as their source of power rose up to fight them.
Even at this very moment, the warriors of that world continue to fight against countless Ultimaguil soldiers scattered throughout the worlds.
However, even as they fight, none of them truly understand how they are just dancing in the palm of Ultimaguil's hands, just another link in their highly effective strategy.
None understood the secret that Ultimaguil was purposefully leaking their technology so that one single person may "develop" the power to oppose them.
In a certain world, behind a giant castle, there is a place filled with budding grass that was the very picture of serenity.
Here, a battle between a lone girl not yet even of age and a monster of an alien nature was unfolding.
A large ribbon her adorned her soft, fluffy twintails. She herself wore a pink dress with a considerable number of black and white frills lining it. And in her hands she held a pink stick, decorated ever so lovingly.
This vast grassland some ways away from the castle town was her stage and upon it she performed a captivating dance.
She was the very picture of a fairy.
She paints an arch of pink light in the air and crushes the monster, the elemarian, bringing the violent yet enchanting battle to an end.
The gallery of people watching over the battle breaks into an uproar of cheers.
"Long live the princess!!"
Accepting the support of the people the girls responds in kind with a smile befitting an angel. As if having nothing to do with the pressures of being invaded, the commotion resembled that of an idol's stage show.
"Hey everyone! Do you love Lolory?"
"Yes we do!" they shouted uproariously.
The girl took in every single one of her beloved supporters in sight without exception. Young, old, man, woman it didn't matter, a great number of these people were in twintails. Faithful believers being bestowed with the divine protection of their goddess.
"It's wonderful that fight ended quickly! Lolory's open recording at the castle today will be proceeding as scheduled!"
The masses reacted to the girl's words in a variety of ways. It is to be expected. With the public recording in just a few dozen minutes time, there would be a flood of people aiming to score at those 900 to 1 odds lottery tickets. Selling tickets the regular way would cause the traffic load on the server to become so heavy that an hour before launch the webpage ends up going down in less than a minute. On top of that, if one were truly set on going on to see it in person they could turn them into Super Platinum Tickets as well, not needing to go through an auction to do so.
Serving as a twintail warrior, this girl was without a doubt the number one celebrity to the people of this world. As the backbone of Ultimaguil's strategy, present circumstances were exceedingly favourable for their invasion. Having the twintail warrior fend off the invaders and be admired for it, and having them fall in love with twintails out of that admiration, the seeds of the twintail affinity spread far and wide throughout the world.
That was Ultimaguil's true aim.
On this day however, the Ultimaguil unit that was invading this world completely withdrew midway through their operation. That meant that they had found little merit in their invasion and therefore would not be sending any reinforcements henceforth.
The war that the girl kept fighting all on her own would finally reach its end.
This world would finally usher in peace.
It really should have.