Kiara Sessyoin Is Subdued / Return to Chaldea
Both represent countless afflictions and a vow to sever them: a vow to sever all afflictions;
The three are the endless Dharma gates, and I vow to know them all: I vow to learn all Dharma gates;
The four are the vows to attain supreme enlightenment: to vow to attain all Buddha fruit.
By rejoicing in the joy and happiness brought to all beings in the Third Magic of Happy Heaven, we can achieve Salvation of all Humanity and liberate all beings from the sea of suffering. Rejoicing means that the body follows its own nature and obtains joy. Freedom means being at ease and at ease. Together, they mean the wonderful Dharma of doing whatever one wants and being at ease.
She should be a saint who is rarely seen in thousands of years and can influence millions or even hundreds of millions of people.
It's just that her past experiences have distorted her perception of all living beings, leaving only herself; everyone else is nothing more than insects wearing bodies similar to hers.
Even when faced with insects, Kishou Shotoku still showed them mercy, allowing them to kneel at her feet and climb onto her bedside.
In the presence of a woman, even Demon Pillar is nothing more than a worm with many tentacles, making it more enjoyable to have sex with. Humans, on the other hand, have the advantage of diversity; each one, regardless of gender, offers a different experience due to differing desires.
Just like humans destroying ant nests and blocking ants' path for their own interest or pleasure, capturing beetles, longhorn beetles, butterflies, and fireflies in boxes, and keeping hamsters in cages, is essentially the same thing. (Monthly fee group 694936135)
Is this really evil?
If we step outside the perspective of being a human being and look at it from the perspective of the alien who installed the Mooncell, perhaps Kishou Shotoku can only be said to be someone for whom humanity was destined from the beginning to be unable to understand her thoughts, and from the beginning to be unable to coexist with her, nothing more.
However, this is merely a perspective that transcends reality. Regardless of right or wrong, good or evil, there is still a distinction based on the standpoint of survival. Since Kishou Shotoku cannot coexist with humans, they are destined to be mortal enemies. Every living being possesses the instinct to survive and the right to strive to live.
For the persecuted girls, Kishou Shotoku was undoubtedly the greatest evil.
Just like in the past, for those who were abandoned, Shirou Emiya was undoubtedly 'evil'.
'So that's why I wanted to change, and that's why I am who I am now,' the white-haired man thought to himself. He had forgotten his thoughts before becoming a god. However, as long as the outcome he pursued remained the same, it wouldn't affect his responsibilities.
The vow made by the god was simply to help humanity avoid misfortune without affecting the operation of the world. The white-haired man was the god who was fulfilling this responsibility.
It was already imprinted in his bones, transformed into a holy mark, and even if his mind became completely blank, theoretically it should continue forever.
"I don't know... Her emotions are too intense; if left unchecked, they could cause disaster. However, if managed properly, disaster is also a real possibility. I need her help; I can't understand anything else," the man replied indifferently, as these were all irrelevant to him.
"How could I not know? You are a god whose abilities surpass Katsushiroin's. You must have had a strong desire that was at least no less than hers to achieve this." With a research mindset, Andersen pressed the man for more information.
"Creation and transfer... saving humanity, that is my responsibility. I've forgotten most of my other memories," the white-haired man said calmly.
"Creation? Like God? That already involves multiple layers of True Magic. Could it be that it can even create the world?" Andersen asked.
"I can only create things that may exist. The greater the quality, the longer it takes. Creating a world would take at least Seven Heavens..."
"Hey, you really think this will work? Don't try to create babies and cause a huge flood or something," Andersen quipped.
"My duty is to save humanity in distress while maintaining the stable operation of all worlds. I won't do anything unnecessary," the man replied.
"This is too abnormal. Transference is merely an application within the scope of creation, isn't it? Creating the ability to transfer. Theoretically speaking, turning imagination into reality is creation. But your ability has already exceeded the realm of materializing fantasy. You can create any food that can possibly exist, so doesn't that mean you can even realize the Five Great Magics?"
"Your statement is incorrect. If the Vortex of Origin is the 'cause' of everything, then creation can only achieve all possible 'effects'. My creation is for the pursuit of the 'effect' of human happiness. If humanity achieves happiness, then I am nothing more than air, an existence that no one will care about."
"As for the term 'True Magic,' it is inherently limited to living beings. Miracles that are impossible for humans are called True Magic. However, different races have different definitions of True Magic."
"I am no longer considered a 'living being'; I am called a 'god,' but I am different from the gods in mythology. I am merely a concept; the things I create are creations that cannot be perceived. Anything superfluous may cause other adverse effects," the man explained.
"Is that so? Although you were once a human, you no longer exist... So that's why you always give off a cold and pitiful feeling. You're definitely not the god I wanted to see. Don't you have any wishes at all?" Andersen asked.
"I think I had a wish, but I've forgotten it. It's not necessary to fulfill my responsibility; it's enough for me to make everyone happy as much as possible." The white-haired man tried to recall, but only vague recollections remained. Fortunately, these were not things he needed.
"Is that so? Such a simple goal indeed. So, are all gods this simple-minded? That woman? Or you? Well, then let me observe quietly from the sidelines, without any emotion, and record your deeds until one day I write them into a story." Andersen bowed slightly, giving a gentlemanly salute.
"Then let's go." The white-haired man opened a white portal of light.
Kishou Shotoku, who had been transferred to the white space, had her entire body fully restored. Due to the special nature of the Creative Power, she was able to maintain her peak as Demonic Bodhisattva. Although she had lost the authority of the Mooncell, her basic abilities were not affected.
At this moment, the woman's large body lay directly on the ground, stretching her neck and looking up at the two figures emerging from the portal in the air. She revealed a bright smile and said in a coquettish tone, "Oh dear, you've finally come. What kind of 'play' did you put me alone in this secret room?"
The white-haired man stated directly, "Kishou Shotoku, I invited you here only to establish a contract with you. If you are willing to help, I will reward you. If you want Mooncell, with my ability to create all things, given enough time, I can recreate Mooncell for you."
"What is this feeling of being given charity?! I don't need this gift if you're not begging me to accept it while I'm kneeling!" Kishou Shotoku propped herself up, sat up, hugged one of her arched legs, and clicked her tongue.
"If I could see that frustrated and resentful expression on someone's face if I stole something from them, I might be a little happier. Thinking about it that way, I'm kind of looking forward to those girls seeing my face again. Hehehe..." Katsushiroin said expectantly, her legs curled up and her face flushed.
"Shut up! You slut! Since you've lost, stop struggling so pathetically and just accept it." The words had barely left his mouth when he realized they were empty threats. Andersen sighed, covering his face, "That's enough. Even if I say that, she won't listen. I knew... coming along was a mistake from the start."
"That won't do. If there's something even more comfortable, then that's a different story!" the woman said with a charming smile.
But she was destined to be disappointed. Neither the aloof, indifferent white-haired man nor the blue-haired shota who frowned and looked down on her could possibly respond to her.
"In that case, let me leave this place." Kishou Shotoku said, standing up and growing larger, trying to break through the white space and leave.
However, as Kishou Shotoku grew larger, this white space also maintained its proportion to her size, continuously expanding.
"What a cruel man! He rejected me, yet he won't let me leave. I disliked your face from the start, so let's destroy it!" Killing intent flashed in Kishou Shotoku's eyes. She spread her fingers, releasing a vibrant pinkish-purple aura, and reached for the white-haired man in the air.
The woman has a pair of large black horns with purple-pink patterns growing from her head. These are the organs of Mara, the Buddha's Enemy. Mara symbolizes all desires and evils that hinder Siddhartha Gautama's practice and enlightenment.
Legend has it that Siddhartha Gautama was meditating under the Bodhi tree, Mara attacked him with floods, flames, and lightning, and also transformed into three women of different appearances, all equally beautiful, to tempt Siddhartha Gautama relations...
As everyone knows, after a long and arduous period of inner struggle, Siddhartha Gautama finally attained enlightenment and became the Buddha, the founder of one of the world's three major religions.
The woman is both a demon and a bodhisattva, a goddess who lives solely for self-salvation and happiness. Her essence is that of a born saint, inherently good, and all she does is pursue her own pleasure.
Kishou Shotoku's hands formed a mudra, her left hand grasping her right index finger—the mudra of the Prabhutaratna Buddha. Every glance, every smile, every movement of hers was under her power, with Buddha light and demonic shadows moving with her.
"Hehehe, can you do that? Looking closely, you seem to resemble someone who displeases me. Well then, I won't turn you into a slave, I'll just send you to the Angra Mainyu —Angra Mainyu! Hehehe..."
Kishou Shotoku by placing her hands up and down, extending her fingers, and then hooking her index finger against her thumb. This mudra is the Rai-go-in those who are reborn in the highest grade of the lower realm, signifying her guidance of all beings to the Pure Land.
At this moment, Kishou Shotoku activated her Noble Phantasm with this hand seal, locking onto the white-haired man.
At this moment, the previously empty, white space transformed. The Demonic Bodhisattva appeared as a gigantic phantom, surrounded by nine planets. The first was a pale grayish-yellow, resembling Mercury, the moon; the second was a warm yellow, like Venus encased in concentric circles of desert; and the third was Earth, surrounded by blue and white with hints of green, its colors evoking a sense of tranquility.
The fourth is red Mars, the fifth is a massive Jupiter with striped patterns like tree trunks; there's also Saturn, protected by rings formed from ice, rock, and dust, and in the distance... Uranus, Neptune...
With the sun and moon shining together and the five luminaries surrounding it, the colossal Kishou Shotoku stood in the center, seemingly wanting to replace the sun and become the center of all things for a moment.
She treated all the celestial bodies around her as toys of her love and desire, and Earth was even sandwiched between her legs.
Chapter 280 Subduing Katsushiroin
Based on the skill 'Ten Thousand Colors Slow' which can manipulate people's hearts, the Anti-Star Noble Phantasm developed can absorb the souls of all intelligent beings with intellect into her belly, melting and dissolving them along with the billions of joys brewing within.
In that instant, the soul that is absorbed will reach a state of bliss through Kishou Shotoku's body, which in some ways is no different from the Buddha's salvation.
The price, however, is the annihilation of the soul.
However, these things seemed to have no effect on the white-haired man. The white light in the space suddenly surged, engulfing Kishou Shotoku's solar system, and the surroundings returned to a pure white void.
"Tsk, don't you have any desires at all? It's unimaginable how boring you must be!" Kishou Shotoku said in exasperation. Having always been the center of attention and had a smooth life, this was the first time she had encountered such a situation where she was completely suppressed.
"I don't need it," the white-haired man said calmly.
"How ridiculous! As a human who has become a god, shouldn't you be freer and more enjoyable than before, and be admired by everyone? Someone like you is simply hell!" Kishou Shotoku launched another attack.
The vast expanse of white, seemingly boundless and infinitely expandable space was, in the next moment, torn open with a deep gash.
High in the sky, Kishou Shotoku opened a deep, dark entrance. As the Third Magic subspecies of Dharma, the Heaven's Hole, representing Angra Mainyu, opened a huge, black cavern.
The cave entrance walls rippled and opened slightly, emitting a violent gravitational pull, and a gale swept towards everything around, seemingly trying to absorb everything.
Under the violent pull, the white space shattered into fragments, being absorbed bit by bit.
If Kishou Shotoku at the oil field base is the nascent form of the third beast that is about to become the brain of Earth, then Kishou Shotoku here is the omniscient and omnipotent Earth Mother Goddess, the natural enemy of all sentient beings.
Kishou Shotoku controls the moon, possesses destructive power, but due to her extraordinary energy, it is not particularly strong. It is only because she is a beast representing 'Angra Mainyu' as the principle of love and desire.
Any being with desires, senses, and intellect will be no match for her. All sentient beings, whether Demon Pillar or humans, will be absorbed into her power and completely dissolved.
The only thing that could defeat her was emptiness. She couldn't generate any selfish desires in the face of the Almighty Wish Machine, yet she possessed a strong goal and unwavering belief.
Aside from his white robe fluttering in the wind, the white-haired man seemed completely unaffected by the black cave.
"Since ranged attacks aren't working, how about this!"
She raised her hand high, forming a vertical Hand Blade — the Guanyin Palm —and slashed down at the white-clad man. However, the attack was transferred to the land of another world, causing a large area to collapse and forcibly shifting the Earth's tectonic plates, splitting the entire crust into several pieces.
All of Kishou Shotoku's attacks were transferred to another world by the white god, to replace the disasters that should have occurred after the people who had been transferred in advance.
The white deity channeled its violent power into the workings of the world, because Human Evil was perceived as a natural disaster, and therefore nothing it caused would affect the world's operation.
Countless slender, white hands emerged from her body, reaching out to grab the white deity, but they all passed right through, like phantoms.
"No fighting!" The white god raised his hand and created a white iron rod that emerged from beside him, like a giant pillar supporting the sky, and stabbed Kishou Shotoku in the stomach.
Kishou Shotoku painful groan as a white portal opened behind her, sending her flying into the next world.
"Ughhhhh~!"
"How pathetic! What's the point of fighting between beasts with only desire and machines without desire?" Andersen sat in the void, like someone who had no interest in fighting, yet was placed in the Roman Colosseum to watch a boring match.
"Fool, don't you understand? As long as you fight him using the abilities of a 'beast,' you absolutely cannot win."
The white deity stood motionless, having long since transcended the limits of life; the power of the principles of love and desire had no effect on him.
His creative power is limited to the omnipotence of 'saving humanity.' As for 'beasts,' which are humanity's natural enemies, they are destined to possess the ability to defeat them."
It's like the 'indiscriminate salvation of humanity' that arises in response to the 'Human-generated evil'.
The white-haired man before me claimed to be without desires or wants, but his actions revealed that he was pursuing a greater extravagance than anyone else.
"If you can dodge so well, how about this move?!" Pinkish-purple miasma emanated from Kishou Shotoku's body. She clasped her hands together and released a huge ball of purple energy into the air. The ball spewed out streams of purple light, swimming like tadpoles, all rushing towards the man on the ground.
The earth was blasted open by the enormous energy, turning it into a series of cratered basins resembling those formed by meteorites.
The white deity opened a curtain of light, from which countless gleaming divine weapons poured forth. White chains flew out, wrapping around the woman and lifting her enormous body up.
"Awesome! Again! I want more! This kind of impact! This tightness of the restraints! This size! I want more! More! More! Ahhhhh!" The enormous, demonized Saintess writhed her bound body.
Bound by white chains and trapped inside, Kishou Shotoku tried to resist and break free of the chains, but the next moment, a rapier created from the white light—a light specifically designed to attack gods and demons—pierced through the goddess's body and pinned her to the stone wall.
"Ouch! It hurts! Hmm! It feels so good! Haahaha... Again..." Kishou Shotoku let out a long scream, her body convulsing, her toes rising, before she finally collapsed against the stone wall.
However, this whimpering stopped after the fourth sound. The wrists, which were the key points for the movement of the hands and feet, were nailed with light, and the body was bound by chains, completely restraining it there.
"Now, can we talk? No matter what, I will not allow such a dangerous being as you to return to that world. I will seal you here forever."
"No, even if you're abstinent, you understand, right? You're pursuing greater power, so you want more pleasurable things, right? You must also have a huge amount of desire accumulating inside, suppressing your inner feelings, right? How about letting it all out with me?" Kishou Shotoku said seductively.
"I don't need those things. My duty is to save humanity in all worlds," the white-haired man denied.
"Hehehe, liar, I sensed it! There was a human very similar to you who appeared in Mooncell in another way, but there were too many fun things to do at the time, so I put it aside for now," Kishou Shotoku said with a sarcastic laugh.
"Human? No, I, as a human, no longer exist. Even if there are any remnants, they will slowly disappear and return to my origin," the white-haired man said.
"Hehehe, did you really not know, or did you deliberately forget? But it's rare to let someone experience this feeling. It's not impossible for me to accept your pursuit. This is the first time I've seen a man like you. You really are 'human' after all. I thought I was the only one left in this world, but it turns out that in such a vast universe, in countless parallel worlds, there are still people like me."
"Then it's settled, the contract is hereby established. Andersen, the task is now in your hands." The white-haired deity said, looking at the Servant beside him.
"Ah... it's troublesome, but let's decide it this way. What a disgusting scene! Only third-rate novels would have a plot like this, don't you think? Even though you're so noble, I still find it unacceptable. If you want to leave, then leave now." Andersen said with a sigh, waving a book in his hand.
"Ah, what a heartless man. He was so passionate just now, and now he's just leaving like this." Kishou Shotoku said, looking at the man with reluctance.
"Seriously, if this were a novel, it would be utter garbage. None of the gods are believable; they're all just self-talking babble. Enough, you sow! Now that you're free, get up!"
"Let them enjoy this arrangement a little longer, let them stay a little longer," Kishou Shotoku said, turning her body around.
"Then, as agreed, this place is now yours. I will arrange your living arrangements later." With that, the white-haired man left this world.
Only the writer who vowed never to love and the inhuman, Demonic Bodhisattva remained here.
Although reluctant, Andersen accepted the white deity's request. As payment for signing the contract, he could then stay by the deity's side. After all, the opportunity to observe a deity up close was extremely rare, even for Servant.
In the days that followed, the white god, accompanied by Kishou Shotoku, Hans Andersen, and a certain purple-haired girl they had rescued, would travel from world to world, relocating unfortunate humans and then destroying them, allowing history to proceed smoothly.
Kishou Shotoku seems to be enjoying the thrill of being destroyed along with the world, a feeling that is even more real than in Mooncell.
Meanwhile, in Chaldea side, the abnormal history was corrected, everything was reconstructed, and all the dead were returned to their original state and survived.
Historical records were thus rewritten: the SERAPHIX oilfield base was disbanded in January, and the humans who perished were left with only the deserted oilfield base, which sank to the bottom of the sea.
In that world, Kishou Shotoku, having received treatment, was destined for a better future, just like Katsushiroin in Zabith's world. Having attended high school and university, she experienced the warmth of humanity, so she didn't despair to the point of becoming arrogant and believing herself to be the only true human being.
Although she still possesses the kindness to selflessly help people, the magnanimity to embrace everything, and the constitution of a saint, may she have a brighter future there.
However, what the girls didn't know at this time was that because the impression left by the women who had appeared in this world was too strong, the side of Kishou Shotoku, who was once possessed by the Demon Pillar and still retained some kindness, seemed to have been recorded by the Throne of Heroes...
Chapter 281 Return to Chaldea
After defeating Kishou Shotoku, the oil base collapsed and quickly sank into the deep sea. At the critical moment, BB, who was hiding behind the scenes, used his privileges to forcibly transfer everyone to the broadcast room.
Gudako, who had fallen asleep due to the impact, twitched her brow and woke up.
"Good morning, Gudako. Don't worry, your brainwaves and pulse are all normal," the girl with the pink ribbon tied around her lips said with a friendly smile.