Chapter 115: God of Death
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"You said God of Creation......?
In the myth of this world, the Creating God is assumed to be the figure of a man wearing a cape and a hood deep in his eyes, with a wand in his hand.
It is also said that the face hidden in the hood is double-sided or unsightly, and that the cane in hand is joined by two bells' fate 'and' coincidence '.
- The Creator waved his wand. Fate, coincidence, any bell rang, and light arose in nothing.
The myth of Genesis that Ekaterina had read had begun that way. I remember being a little surprised that the wand of the Creating God, which was painted in the illustration, was shaped like a scepter.
The Creating God waves his wand, the bell rings, and the world is created. Whether the ringing bell is fate or coincidence, it will never be spoken of.
The Creator never seems to utter a word. And I don't engage with humans. Just on your own, throwing fate or coincidence. Some stories have been known about other gods not trying to relate to the Creator God, but stopping or blaming the man who wished something for the Creator God.
For this reason, they say there is no temple dedicated to the Creating God.
"That's right. Because what you call the magic of holiness is connected to the power of the Creator."
God of Death says.
What does that mean?
But something, that's amazing. Holy magic. Flora, that's heroin.
"The Creating God waved his wand, and coincidence may have interfered with the world in which you lived your previous life.
Whoever followed the story you read did not know it, but glimpsed the fate of the holy magic of this world, and drew it. That gave rise to your soul and to the presence of this world, and the soul was to move... Maybe that's what this is about. That's what he's going to do. "
Oh...... is that it, then? Sometimes a creator creates a novel or music that 'came down' or 'seemed like it could have been done from the beginning,' but is that what inspiration might be about? The unscrupulous gesture of a god in another world?
"... I told humans what they shouldn't talk about. Never speak to the others, lest the Creator should appear unto thee and bring forth destiny or coincidence."
Fate, coincidence, that's the one you can never turn against. I'll be careful.
"I remember my liver. Well, I know it's rude for me to show you, but why don't you tell us a secret and we'll both have some trouble?"
Fate and coincidence. Even the gods are not what they can be.
The god of death laughed all the time.
"Should I say that to guide God is just a soul that transcends the world?... Now, no one knows how the Creating God will come out. However, he has already waved his wand against us (...)"
Unexpectedly Ekaterina sees the God of Death and Serene.
"I don't even know at what point that was. And those who worshipped me were destroyed by the fathers of Serene, and I became a sealed God. That's when. A daughter of a clan who had sealed me for generations was born with the magic of the 'underworld'. That's when."
A sealed god?
Speaking of which, in this world, God and the devil are a piece of paper. Often, the gods of conquered peoples were corrupted by demonic treatment.
But the magic of 'The Underworld'?
"Being rarer than the magic of holiness, it is unknown to humans. The magic of" The Underworld "gives life and soul strength, the power of those who should be my witches. But before the time came, this time the clan was murdered, and Serene was no longer a living... then he might have waved his staff."
... let's not worry about the thought seemingly slipping through. God, right?
The legend Mr. Forlì told me was that the maiden of death rejected the god of death who tried to go to the underworld.
But was Mr. Serene originally born of a clan associated with the God of Death?
Then it was the maiden of death that made Mr. Serene die of everything he touched.
"... this is what happened to me. I did not know I had the magic of the 'underworld', but as I was killed and dying, with anger and resentment, I was making and changing me. The truth is, I completely distorted the tender power to heal life and soul."
As I've read Ekaterina's mind this one too, Serene says.
"My clan was all murdered on the night of the wedding. To your sister's marriage. I love you, I'll protect you for the rest of my life, to the man who said so much to my sister that it was more important than life. I thought I would never forgive those who killed my sister so much."
What passed behind Ekaterina's brain was the figure of her late mother. I was in love until the end with a husband who wouldn't even protect his wife from her mother's dowry snoring.
I want to put a fist or a kick in my fucking father who didn't protect my mother... yeah, I don't think so even though it's not comparable to Mr. Serene's experience, so I can't blame her for her grief.
"But if it stayed that way, the flesh should have decayed and become a dead spirit. I'm the one who kept it. It was to unseal the seal at first... but you didn't respond."
Touching Serene's hair, the god of death laughs bitterly. Looking up at such a god, Serene said.
"You're free."
"I am imprisoned... deeply"
To the Word of God of Death, Serene smiles.
And when I saw Ekaterina, I laughed furiously.
"I'm happy. Even though it's like this, it's crazy. I'm just sad that I can't touch the flowers, but I'm happy."
Yeah, when she touches it, the flowers wither, by the way.
Two, Ekaterina flickered.
"I'm afraid you'll have to wait a moment."
Hurry back to the tent. When I opened Mina's tool holder and looked for it, I immediately found it.
Blue rose hair decoration.
Mr. Lev, I apologize for being so kind to you.
"Dear Serene, go ahead. It's a flower that won't wither."
"Well!"
Serene looked out when she saw the blue rose of a glass worker glittering in the moonlight, raised by Ekaterina.
When Ekaterina asks him to put it on the ground, Serene picks it up scared.
I stared at the flowers that remained beautiful in her hands unchanged and let her face shine.
"It won't wither... it's a flower that won't wither.... How beautiful..."
And he looked up to the God of Death, and Serene offered him the rose in his hand.
"Do you remember? When I was alive, I picked flowers every day and threw them into the temple where you were sealed. I was wondering if I wouldn't miss you."
"I won't forget"
The god of death gently takes the blue rose from Serene's hand.
And decorated her long blonde hair.
Seeing eye to eye with the God of Death, Serene smiles.
"Thank you so much, Ekaterina"
"I thank you, daughter of Yurnova. I will return this favor sooner or later."
To both words, Ekaterina smiled and shook her head.
"Please don't worry about it. If you're happy, that's all I'm happy for."
of the God of Death, the beauty of the world laughs.
"You don't understand. It is no small thing to give God a favour in a man's body. In the future, the Creator may wave a wand at you. Remember then."
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"You said God of Creation......?
In the myth of this world, the Creating God is assumed to be the figure of a man wearing a cape and a hood deep in his eyes, with a wand in his hand.
It is also said that the face hidden in the hood is double-sided or unsightly, and that the cane in hand is joined by two bells' fate 'and' coincidence '.
- The Creator waved his wand. Fate, coincidence, any bell rang, and light arose in nothing.
The myth of Genesis that Ekaterina had read had begun that way. I remember being a little surprised that the wand of the Creating God, which was painted in the illustration, was shaped like a scepter.
The Creating God waves his wand, the bell rings, and the world is created. Whether the ringing bell is fate or coincidence, it will never be spoken of.
The Creator never seems to utter a word. And I don't engage with humans. Just on your own, throwing fate or coincidence. Some stories have been known about other gods not trying to relate to the Creator God, but stopping or blaming the man who wished something for the Creator God.
For this reason, they say there is no temple dedicated to the Creating God.
"That's right. Because what you call the magic of holiness is connected to the power of the Creator."
God of Death says.
What does that mean?
But something, that's amazing. Holy magic. Flora, that's heroin.
"The Creating God waved his wand, and coincidence may have interfered with the world in which you lived your previous life.
Whoever followed the story you read did not know it, but glimpsed the fate of the holy magic of this world, and drew it. That gave rise to your soul and to the presence of this world, and the soul was to move... Maybe that's what this is about. That's what he's going to do. "
Oh...... is that it, then? Sometimes a creator creates a novel or music that 'came down' or 'seemed like it could have been done from the beginning,' but is that what inspiration might be about? The unscrupulous gesture of a god in another world?
"... I told humans what they shouldn't talk about. Never speak to the others, lest the Creator should appear unto thee and bring forth destiny or coincidence."
Fate, coincidence, that's the one you can never turn against. I'll be careful.
"I remember my liver. Well, I know it's rude for me to show you, but why don't you tell us a secret and we'll both have some trouble?"
Fate and coincidence. Even the gods are not what they can be.
The god of death laughed all the time.
"Should I say that to guide God is just a soul that transcends the world?... Now, no one knows how the Creating God will come out. However, he has already waved his wand against us (...)"
Unexpectedly Ekaterina sees the God of Death and Serene.
"I don't even know at what point that was. And those who worshipped me were destroyed by the fathers of Serene, and I became a sealed God. That's when. A daughter of a clan who had sealed me for generations was born with the magic of the 'underworld'. That's when."
A sealed god?
Speaking of which, in this world, God and the devil are a piece of paper. Often, the gods of conquered peoples were corrupted by demonic treatment.
But the magic of 'The Underworld'?
"Being rarer than the magic of holiness, it is unknown to humans. The magic of" The Underworld "gives life and soul strength, the power of those who should be my witches. But before the time came, this time the clan was murdered, and Serene was no longer a living... then he might have waved his staff."
... let's not worry about the thought seemingly slipping through. God, right?
The legend Mr. Forlì told me was that the maiden of death rejected the god of death who tried to go to the underworld.
But was Mr. Serene originally born of a clan associated with the God of Death?
Then it was the maiden of death that made Mr. Serene die of everything he touched.
"... this is what happened to me. I did not know I had the magic of the 'underworld', but as I was killed and dying, with anger and resentment, I was making and changing me. The truth is, I completely distorted the tender power to heal life and soul."
As I've read Ekaterina's mind this one too, Serene says.
"My clan was all murdered on the night of the wedding. To your sister's marriage. I love you, I'll protect you for the rest of my life, to the man who said so much to my sister that it was more important than life. I thought I would never forgive those who killed my sister so much."
What passed behind Ekaterina's brain was the figure of her late mother. I was in love until the end with a husband who wouldn't even protect his wife from her mother's dowry snoring.
I want to put a fist or a kick in my fucking father who didn't protect my mother... yeah, I don't think so even though it's not comparable to Mr. Serene's experience, so I can't blame her for her grief.
"But if it stayed that way, the flesh should have decayed and become a dead spirit. I'm the one who kept it. It was to unseal the seal at first... but you didn't respond."
Touching Serene's hair, the god of death laughs bitterly. Looking up at such a god, Serene said.
"You're free."
"I am imprisoned... deeply"
To the Word of God of Death, Serene smiles.
And when I saw Ekaterina, I laughed furiously.
"I'm happy. Even though it's like this, it's crazy. I'm just sad that I can't touch the flowers, but I'm happy."
Yeah, when she touches it, the flowers wither, by the way.
Two, Ekaterina flickered.
"I'm afraid you'll have to wait a moment."
Hurry back to the tent. When I opened Mina's tool holder and looked for it, I immediately found it.
Blue rose hair decoration.
Mr. Lev, I apologize for being so kind to you.
"Dear Serene, go ahead. It's a flower that won't wither."
"Well!"
Serene looked out when she saw the blue rose of a glass worker glittering in the moonlight, raised by Ekaterina.
When Ekaterina asks him to put it on the ground, Serene picks it up scared.
I stared at the flowers that remained beautiful in her hands unchanged and let her face shine.
"It won't wither... it's a flower that won't wither.... How beautiful..."
And he looked up to the God of Death, and Serene offered him the rose in his hand.
"Do you remember? When I was alive, I picked flowers every day and threw them into the temple where you were sealed. I was wondering if I wouldn't miss you."
"I won't forget"
The god of death gently takes the blue rose from Serene's hand.
And decorated her long blonde hair.
Seeing eye to eye with the God of Death, Serene smiles.
"Thank you so much, Ekaterina"
"I thank you, daughter of Yurnova. I will return this favor sooner or later."
To both words, Ekaterina smiled and shook her head.
"Please don't worry about it. If you're happy, that's all I'm happy for."
of the God of Death, the beauty of the world laughs.
"You don't understand. It is no small thing to give God a favour in a man's body. In the future, the Creator may wave a wand at you. Remember then."
"You said God of Creation......? In the myth of this world, the Creating God is assumed to be the figure of a man wearing a cape and a hood deep in his eyes, with a wand in his hand.It is also said that the face hidden in the hood is double-sided or unsightly, and that the cane in hand is joined by two bells' fate 'and' coincidence '.- The Creator waved his wand. Fate, coincidence, any bell rang, and light arose in nothing.The myth of Genesis that Ekaterina had read had begun that way. I remember being a little surprised that the wand of the Creating God, which was painted in the illustration, was shaped like a scepter.The Creating God waves his wand, the bell rings, and the world is created. Whether the ringing bell is fate or coincidence, it will never be spoken of.The Creator never seems to utter a word. And I don't engage with humans. Just on your own, throwing fate or coincidence. Some stories have been known about other gods not trying to relate to the Creator God, but stopping or blaming the man who wished something for the Creator God.For this reason, they say there is no temple dedicated to the Creating God."That's right. Because what you call the magic of holiness is connected to the power of the Creator."God of Death says.What does that mean?But something, that's amazing. Holy magic. Flora, that's heroin."The Creating God waved his wand, and coincidence may have interfered with the world in which you lived your previous life.Whoever followed the story you read did not know it, but glimpsed the fate of the holy magic of this world, and drew it. That gave rise to your soul and to the presence of this world, and the soul was to move... Maybe that's what this is about. That's what he's going to do. "Oh...... is that it, then? Sometimes a creator creates a novel or music that 'came down' or 'seemed like it could have been done from the beginning,' but is that what inspiration might be about? The unscrupulous gesture of a god in another world?"... I told humans what they shouldn't talk about. Never speak to the others, lest the Creator should appear unto thee and bring forth destiny or coincidence."Fate, coincidence, that's the one you can never turn against. I'll be careful."I remember my liver. Well, I know it's rude for me to show you, but why don't you tell us a secret and we'll both have some trouble?"Fate and coincidence. Even the gods are not what they can be.The god of death laughed all the time."Should I say that to guide God is just a soul that transcends the world?... Now, no one knows how the Creating God will come out. However, he has already waved his wand against us ..."Unexpectedly Ekaterina sees the God of Death and Serene."I don't even know at what point that was. And those who worshipped me were destroyed by the fathers of Serene, and I became a sealed God. That's when. A daughter of a clan who had sealed me for generations was born with the magic of the 'underworld'. That's when."A sealed god?Speaking of which, in this world, God and the devil are a piece of paper. Often, the gods of conquered peoples were corrupted by demonic treatment.But the magic of 'The Underworld'?"Being rarer than the magic of holiness, it is unknown to humans. The magic of" The Underworld "gives life and soul strength, the power of those who should be my witches. But before the time came, this time the clan was murdered, and Serene was no longer a living... then he might have waved his staff."... let's not worry about the thought seemingly slipping through. God, right?The legend Mr. Forl told me was that the maiden of death rejected the god of death who tried to go to the underworld.But was Mr. Serene originally born of a clan associated with the God of Death?Then it was the maiden of death that made Mr. Serene die of everything he touched."... this is what happened to me. I did not know I had the magic of the 'underworld', but as I was killed and dying, with anger and resentment, I was making and changing me. The truth is, I completely distorted the tender power to heal life and soul."As I've read Ekaterina's mind this one too, Serene says."My clan was all murdered on the night of the wedding. To your sister's marriage. I love you, I'll protect you for the rest of my life, to the man who said so much to my sister that it was more important than life. I thought I would never forgive those who killed my sister so much."What passed behind Ekaterina's brain was the figure of her late mother. I was in love until the end with a husband who wouldn't even protect his wife from her mother's dowry snoring.I want to put a fist or a kick in my fucking father who didn't protect my mother... yeah, I don't think so even though it's not comparable to Mr. Serene's experience, so I can't blame her for her grief."But if it stayed that way, the flesh should have decayed and become a dead spirit. I'm the one who kept it. It was to unseal the seal at first... but you didn't respond."Touching Serene's hair, the god of death laughs bitterly. Looking up at such a god, Serene said."You're free.""I am imprisoned... deeply"To the Word of God of Death, Serene smiles.And when I saw Ekaterina, I laughed furiously."I'm happy. Even though it's like this, it's crazy. I'm just sad that I can't touch the flowers, but I'm happy."Yeah, when she touches it, the flowers wither, by the way.Two, Ekaterina flickered."I'm afraid you'll have to wait a moment."Hurry back to the tent. When I opened Mina's tool holder and looked for it, I immediately found it.Blue rose hair decoration.Mr. Lev, I apologize for being so kind to you."Dear Serene, go ahead. It's a flower that won't wither.""Well!"Serene looked out when she saw the blue rose of a glass worker glittering in the moonlight, raised by Ekaterina.When Ekaterina asks him to put it on the ground, Serene picks it up scared.I stared at the flowers that remained beautiful in her hands unchanged and let her face shine."It won't wither... it's a flower that won't wither.... How beautiful..."And he looked up to the God of Death, and Serene offered him the rose in his hand."Do you remember? When I was alive, I picked flowers every day and threw them into the temple where you were sealed. I was wondering if I wouldn't miss you.""I won't forget"The god of death gently takes the blue rose from Serene's hand.And decorated her long blonde hair.Seeing eye to eye with the God of Death, Serene smiles."Thank you so much, Ekaterina""I thank you, daughter of Yurnova. I will return this favor sooner or later."To both words, Ekaterina smiled and shook her head."Please don't worry about it. If you're happy, that's all I'm happy for."of the God of Death, the beauty of the world laughs."You don't understand. It is no small thing to give God a favour in a man's body. In the future, the Creator may wave a wand at you. Remember then."
