A Transmigrator’s Privilege
Chapter 322
A magnificent white stone wall appeared, casting a shadow over our heads. It felt as if we were facing a cross-section of a huge limestone cliff.
Gulp... ... .
I raised my head, drawn by the sound of mucus slowly flowing down.
About halfway up the wall, something caught my eye. It was a bizarre plaster relief.
When we think of sacred art that could be found in the sacred realm, we usually think of angels praising God. However, the plaster relief before our eyes was completely different.
The figure depicted a sinner who was pierced by three cross spears and buried in a swamp-like wall, suffering.
It seemed as if the purpose was to awaken the viewer to the fear of punishment and to warn them against committing sins.
At that moment, a low, low voice that suppressed trembling rang in my ears.
“This is not a simple plaster relief.”
After hearing his words, I also gained enlightenment.
In the relief that should be inorganic, I felt a feeble divinity and a crushed divinity.
What I saw before my eyes was not a real plaster relief. It was a god who had been petrified and stuffed on the wall.
I examined the punished god’s appearance closely. A half-human male form.
The face that I could see through the hair seemed familiar. It was as if the gender of Mu Elinas had been reversed.
Its identity was clear.
An incompetent and irresponsible god.
A being whose name was more appropriate as ‘order and evil’ than as ‘order and good.’
Leaving behind the various thoughts swirling around, I turned my head and looked at Tesilid.
“Strict, order, and good.......”
The low-pitched voice, fragmented between the fragmented breaths, seemed to wander somewhere far away.
The sea-blue eyes stared at the god for a long time. The expressionless face seemed at first glance detached and indifferent.
But as time passed, the air around him changed in nature.
He felt a cold and heavy murderous aura pile up from his feet, as if crawling on the bottom of the deep sea.
“Terry.......”
As if responding to my call, he took a deep breath. The air circulating in his chest seemed to calm his will to die.
He asked in a much more composed voice.
“Are you being punished?”
[Yes.]
The body of ‘strict order and goodness’ resisted by emitting divinity instead of struggling, trying to escape from the wall of the swamp.
However, the surface of the wall melted and slowly flowed down, burying the body of the god in the vertical swamp once again.
This white wall was a swamp of punishment from which there was no escape. 𝓯𝙧𝙚𝒆𝙬𝙚𝒃𝙣𝙤𝒗𝓮𝓵.𝙘𝙤𝙢
“May I ask what kind of punishment it is?”
[I want to return the punishment you received in the abyss of the abyss for 6,000 years.]
“Certainly......now that I look at it, it seems similar to how I was back then.”
The next moment, Tesilid smiled bitterly. That punishment had a blind spot.
“However, Unryeong-nim.”
[Speak.]
“Does a mere thousand years have any meaning to a god?”
[No.]
“.......”
I sighed deeply on behalf of Tesilid, who was calm as if his emotions had been blunted.
Chairman, is it because you are the son of a cliché gourmet that you will only receive a light punishment?
However, my thoughts were wrong. My god would not have let that happen.
Unryeong-nim sneered.
[In the first place, the divine realm does not even properly count the units called ‘years.’ It’s like humans know the unit of a moment shorter than a second, but they don’t necessarily use it in their daily lives. So the unit was changed to something meaningful for the divine realm. Yeon to kalpa.]
“That means.......”
[You’d feel like you’d be punished if you rotted away for about 6,000 kalpas. ... ... Isn’t that right? ‘Strict Order Evil.’]
In an instant, the stuffed god’s eyebrows twitched slightly. Judging from the way he was provoked enough to overcome even the petrification, it seemed like sufficient punishment was being carried out.
Swoosh.
It seems like the visiting time is over. At the gesture of Unryungnim, the white stone wall disappeared, and the unsightly appearance of the evil god was removed.
Unryungnim changed the subject by crossing his legs.
[Now, it’s time to tell you the truth about the divine realm.]
This time, the god’s gaze turned to me.
[Ilet Rodelin, you must have been curious all along. Why does the Divine Realm do the business of possession?]
“Yes.”
It was meaningless to deny my true intentions in front of God.
In fact, at first, I thought the business of possession was just the gods’ play. However, this idea was fundamentally shaken by Mu Elinas’ words.
- ‘Strict Order and Goodness’ greatly diminished his divinity in the process of creating and regulating all things. His love, which he poured out without reserve for mere creatures, is like the sea... ... .
- Enough with the sermon, let’s get to the main point.
-... ... When divinity runs out, God disappears and the world is destroyed.
The story that ‘Strict Order and Goodness’ could not handle the world of Seguhoe with its own ability, so it squandered its divinity and went bankrupt.
There must be a reason why the gods insist on creating and protecting the world, even though they have to pour out their divinity at the risk of their own extinction.
‘I guess to some extent.’
I want to hear a definite answer.
[There are two reasons. The first is human needs.]
“.......”
[The number of souls continues to increase like entropy, which is /N_o_v_e_l_i_g_h_t/ the providence of the world. Therefore, more worlds are needed to reincarnate the souls that have increased exponentially. In simple terms, you can think of it as a policy of soul migration between worlds.]
“.......”
[In fact, many souls from your previous world have moved to the Serentura continent. You may not have noticed, but there are quite a few around you.]
“Around me too?”
[Yes. Surprisingly, very, very close.]
“.......”
A meaningful emphasis that seemed to be a passing joke. However, there was no time to ask anything else. The important story began right away.
[And the second reason is... ... God’s interests.]
“.......”
[The most important thing to God is divinity. All power and status come from divinity. And the best way to acquire divinity is to be served by the humans of the world you are in charge of. Once a faith takes root, it almost permanently reproduces divinity.]
That’s right.
It was part of the system design to acquire greater divinity. The Bing-ui business was truly an investment business.
[The Infinite Regression World is especially tempting. You can gain more faith as the timeline increases. Well, it’s not all good.]
I read a look in the eyes of the god looking at me as if he was asking me to guess the bad reason.
“It must have been difficult to build that world, so there must have been a lot of capital, or divinity, invested in the beginning. Isn’t that why ‘strict order and goodness’ went bankrupt?”
[That’s right.]
I organized my thoughts.
“Then the Bing-ui agent was the medium that spread faith in the built world.”
[Yes. Of course, the Bing-ui agent’s choice must have been supported. Awakening divine power, making a contract with a god, unlocking the Pope quest to spread faith, and achieving it all... ... Such possessors are rare. In fact, you are the only one so far.]
“.......”
The spirit spoke again with emphasis.
[You have overcome incredible odds to connect with your true self and saved your world.]
“My world......, you know.”
It had two meanings.
The Continent of Serentra.
And Tesilid Argent.
I stared blankly at the person next to me. Suddenly, I felt proud and smiled.
“I saved the world and helped the spirit. I am happy.”
I saw what I needed to see and heard what I needed to hear.
With this, I have completed all the tasks that the spirit had permitted me to do.
Now, it is time to step aside.
As expected, Unryung-nim started to cry.
[I think it would be better to wrap things up. Your status is now beyond that of the chairman. If I continue here, you will be bedridden.]
The slight regret I felt when I saw you burying your back deep in the seat of the god may have been a projection of my emotions. So... ... .
“......Will I be able to see you again?”
I said it without realizing it. It was a request in the form of a question.
After saying it, I lost my confidence.
The glorious event of meeting a god does not happen often.
It will probably be difficult.
Anticipating a rejection of my unreasonable request, I prepared myself gloomily. But.
[So you were not going to see me again?]
“......Yes?”
[Remember. Every year, today is the sacred ceremony of Unryung-kyo. Aylet Rodelin, as the pope, you have a duty to ask for my approval. Do you understand?]
“......!”
The voice that seemed to be scolding me made me laugh out loud.
“Yes! I understand!”
I happily answered and nodded vigorously.
[Good. That’s the end of my conversation with the main god. Since you’re here, let’s go see the other gods.]
“Huh?!”
Dddddddddddd!
Suddenly, the space shook and something huge began to rise from all directions.
Finally, they were four god seats that looked exactly like the ones Unryungnim was sitting on.
“No way.......”
With this, the space where I and Tesilid were was surrounded by five god seats. I looked around 360 degrees with my wide eyes.
At that moment, the four empty god seats were filled with supreme beings.
2 o’clock.
A goddess in gypsy attire with her hair tied in three tiers and a bunch of hairpins.
She takes the bear out of her mouth, as if countless ornaments would collide and make a beautiful sound every time she moves.
[Hong, hong, hello?]
4 o'clock.
A black-haired goddess wearing an elegant long dress, as if she had just emerged from a myth, is affectionately stroking a Welsh corgi in her arms. The wings flapping on the dog's back felt somehow familiar.
[It's cuter when you see it in person. She should have been my believer.]
[Long time no see! SS! Woof!]
8 o'clock.
Her purple hair, long and flowing down to the floor, is decorated with circular patterns in green and blue.
A god of unknown gender with unique hair reminiscent of the tail feathers of a male peacock, looks at me through the blindfold.
[It was worth it to get into the five-person party after going through the high competition rate.]
10 o'clock.
The man in the officer's uniform closed the book he was reading with a thud and took off his glasses.
Is it because of my mood? I felt a slight resentment in the sharp eyes looking at me.
Jinda.
[Whew, I finally get to see the first-time offender who leaked secrets.]
My mouth moved on its own.
“Mr. Manmulsang, Mr. Libra, Mr. Eyeball, Mr. Inspector?”