Chapter 399
"So, it was hitting that thing that completely damaged his speech function...?"
During the time it took for ORT to fall from the Sun to Earth, already severely injured, he bumped into something that was very familiar to Novia: a Door emanating a thick Purple Fog, from which faint Violet Eye, brimming with mockery, ridicule, pleasure, and playfulness, could be seen.
Of course, ORT's impact also hurt the door itself, as evidenced by the fact that the Violet Eye disappeared immediately after being hit.
In other words, did the Outer God also intervene during the Human Order Incineration...?
Novia thought about Dagon, who had appeared in the Prison Tower earlier. He chose to commit suicide because he wasn't Outer God of the 'Gate'. But now the 'Gate' had reappeared outside of Earth. In other words, two Outer God were acting simultaneously? There were probably only a handful of beings who could be with the 'Gate'. So what were they planning to do? Could it be simply causing trouble? But finding a suitable vessel wouldn't be so easy right now...
After all, if the Outer God of Type-Moon want to cause trouble on Earth, they first need to find a suitable vessel, otherwise it will be difficult to unleash their power. However, even if they find one, they must pay attention to the personality of the vessel itself, since there are also those who pretend to be bewitched by the Outer God but actually want to cause trouble on their own.
Although she was thinking, Novia was also seriously repairing ORT's language system. So, after about ten minutes, the blond youth, having made a new discovery, looked at ORT, who was standing close by, and asked:
"Your system has an additional unrecognized garbled text system, but it's already at 100% startup rate. Do you want to remove it?"
"That is..."
ORT slowly shook his head.
Perhaps because it's using the language function for the first time since its birth, it's a little unaccustomed to it, so it's comparing the timbre of the Second Sun and everyone else it's met with its own timbre to see if any adjustments or modifications are necessary.
"The emergency handling system, piled up with Operating System error logs, system junk, bugs generated during crashes, etc., is just a facade, not the reality."
After saying that, in Novia's perception, the probability of what appeared behind ORT's garbled system plummeted from 100, and didn't stop even when it reached 0, until it finally stopped at -100.
"I think it should be removed immediately, but we need to investigate further before we can be certain."
"You're right, the victor has the right to deal with everything the loser does, that's the correct rule. I'm still under your control, even if it's just a matter of reform."
ORT's face was bathed in the light streaming in from the window as he answered earnestly.
Upon hearing this, Novia remained silent, looking at the blonde-haired girl with a blank expression, perhaps lost in thought.
The girl didn't say anything, but simply looked at Novia quietly in the Sun. In fact, as she got closer to the young man, she felt the various scents gradually quiet down. The feeling was reminiscent of the silent stillness of the Sun, yet different from the abundant Serenity of the Forest here.
On the Sun, there is nothing moving, and on the surface where almost no life can survive, the air is also very still.
After thinking for a while, Novia said:
"Alright then, after all, this is your own private matter, and I should thank you for saving Tlaloc. But let me ask you one more thing: what do you want to do now that you're fully healed?"
"To accompany you as far as possible, as much as you can go."
The girl looked up, brushed a strand of hair from her forehead, and said without hesitation.
This was not a lie, but the truth, and that was why ORT was willing to expose his core.
Novia blinked, finally looking away from her face.
But for a long while, his gaze lingered in the air, as if he were thinking about something. Soon after, he seemed to snap out of his reverie and looked at ORT.
"I am the Fifth Sun of the Americas, the one who destroyed you. Logically, you should harbor hatred towards me, right?"
"Yes, you destroyed me, and that's something I truly regret..."
A chaotic and troubled aura suddenly emanated from ORT, and he could feel his core throbbing in his palm.
"But that's the reality, and I can only accept it. Is my feeling this way because I've aligned with your experience? Or is it for some other reason? I don't really know myself. But even if I have to resort to any means necessary, even in battle, I will uphold the principles and will I've derived."
"Wait a minute, your current power level is only Planetary Class, right?"
"Um."
She responded softly.
Novia thought about ORT's straightforward attitude and finally nodded. After all, the main reason ORT was awakened was the incomplete Silver Key she had been searching for, and although it was somewhat extreme, it was still on her side, so it wasn't a big problem.
"However, for now, let's just call me the First Sun. After all, I'm currently in disguise. We'll talk about it when the time is right."
"Understood, I will carry it out completely."
ORT nodded, perhaps in agreement, and her eyes shone brightly.
In fact, while the Sun was repairing itself, ORT mirrored the Pan-Human History on Earth and the Sun's 4.6 billion-year history. The Sun itself must have sensed this, but chose not to stop it. Thus, she experienced Favia's '4.6 billion' years from another perspective.
However, this wasn't an unacceptable length of time for ORT herself. At that time, she was probably just confused about why cause and effect had been distorted, and how the impossible had now become possible.
How exactly does a 'dead Star come back to life'?
How can one surpass their own past failures, and even surpass the once-faded Supernova?
Is it merely because of breaking through limits and burning out 4.6 billion years?
Such insignificant years are difficult to comprehend even with firsthand experience, let alone based on those voices?
The song drifted away on the evening breeze; it was the voice of humans, such insignificant creatures, praying to the vast Sun for health and peace.
However, it was precisely because she had experienced it that she struggled with how to present the 'beauty' that caused her to break down. She only understood the Answer to this confusion after meeting Tlaloc.
The Sun there, and it Sun here too.
Is there no difference between the two?
No.
This is a conceptual Sun; that is the actual, Star Sun.
Is there a difference?
No.
It is a terrifying weapon, summoned by the Planet itself to carry out a mission.
This is the world of Primate, a world abhorred by the Planet, the sea of Primate covered by dreams, Ocean Planet guarded by the Sun UO whose life's purpose was to meet and correct itself. That Sun UO was initially a conceptual Sun, but eventually became a real Star.
So that's how it is. Based on his own understanding, ORT, with his powerful computing ability, forcibly unified the two processes he perceived: '4.6 billion years' and Novia's '4.6 billion years'. Thus, what was ultimately achieved was the birth of the Sun model and the garbled system, and a murmured phrase—
When I came to my senses, the sun had already set.
The warmth under the brilliant Sun vanished like a lie, and the Planet, while mired in trouble, was also shining brightly in the twilight of its present moment.
Although it begins as just tiny sparks, when you look around, they can gather into a path overflowing with light.
"No, because the 'Sun' itself is beautiful, but rather—"
The girl, in the guise of the Star Eater, had a bright gleam in her eyes.
"The 'Sun' with you is beautiful."
That's all; the Star, being the Sun, has meaning for the Star Eater also Star.
Chapter 428 The Sun Rises (7. K)
"Alright, the matter between me and the Second Sun is resolved."
After speaking with the girl who had transformed into ORT, Novia opened the Great Gate to the Presidential Suite and let the people standing outside enter.
"Alright, now that you've taken care of your matter, brother..."
Tlaloc adjusted his sunglasses, trying to calm his voyeuristic curiosity, and stared seriously at the nonchalant Vritra and the struggling Rama, while crossing his arms.
"So what are you two thinking?"
Although they had already spoken outside, Tlaloc was still somewhat uneasy. After all, she genuinely found it hard to believe that these India would behave this way. She had initially thought the most outrageous thing they could do was slack off, but she never expected them to actually come here...
"Rest assured, Lord Tlaloc, I am... ready."
"It doesn't matter, just don't expect me to do anything."
Of course, Rama was under immense pressure because of this. Vritra simply believed that he was following the First Sun of the Americas who had a connection with his own master, unlike Rama, who was a despised Righteous King and a traitor.
"Okay."
Tlaloc nodded, then turned to look at Ritsuka Fujimaru and Mash beside him, "Is Chaldea just the two of you and my brother? There's no one else? There should be others, right? If so, could I meet them?"
Upon hearing Tlaloc's words, Ritsuka, who was about to say something immediately, glanced at Novia and then nodded decisively.
"That's right, now it's just the three of us: me, Mash, and the Consultant! There's no one else."
"... Consultant?"
Tlaloc thought about the word and realized it did fit the First Sun's character; after all, he was someone who constantly fanned the flames between the two sides on the battlefield.
However, she was still puzzled, because she clearly remembered that Novia had gone to a facility called Chaldea. Could it be that she had been deceived by that brat Abigail's information? Did she give her false information? That shouldn't be the case, since she was in her good child form at the time, she shouldn't lie...
Honestly, no matter how Tlaloc thought about it, the only option left was that the First Sun before him was Novia in disguise.
But his marksmanship is so bad, and the Second Sun himself is very cold now, completely lacking his previous ambiguous behavior...
For some reason, even after Novia repaired her language system, ORT continued to use the voice recording Quetzal had given her for everyone except Novia, seemingly not intending to speak to anyone else.
The Black-Haired Girl's gaze lingered between Novia, ORT, Ritsuka Fujimaru for a moment before finally settling on Rama again.
"Since you are the Righteous King of your land, I also have a question I would like to ask you, and I be sure you will tell me."
"Please speak."
"I cannot understand what you are fighting for."
Even Ritsuka and Mash had this question. They had encountered many Heroic Spirit who participated in the destruction of the world in France, but those were all caused by Mad Enhancement manipulation. The India Forces in the Americas were different; they fought according to their own will. The Americas Union and the two of them just couldn't understand this.
"... For us India, battle and death are not things we decide ourselves, but things decided by Brahman."
Rama bowed slightly. "That is the essence recognized only by the continuation of the world, without distinguishing between glory and evil."
"So, it was your pantheon's god-king who gave the order?"
"Actually, we don't have a God-King; if we had to name one, we only have a Heavenly Emperor..."
"Puff--"
Just as Rama said this, Vritra, who was standing nearby, couldn't help but burst out laughing.
"Sorry, sorry, I just remembered something happy."
Following this brief interlude, Rama continued, "... But Brahman is without substance; its ultimate form is the form of Aspected God."
"But I remember Krishna wasn't Aspected God, but just an avatar of Vishnu, like you? I didn't expect you to be in such a sorry state..."
According to Tlaloc's intelligence, the current leader of the India Forces is Krishna, not Rama.
"... In some ways, Krishna is indeed superior to me."
Rama nodded in agreement. "That's the truth. That's probably why people continue on this path even when they know that destruction is the only outcome."
So what exactly is the reason?
"I can't say that. This is the only thing I absolutely cannot say. I'm sorry."
"You--"
"Alright, there's no need to ask any further."
Novia interrupted Tlaloc's questioning, "Regardless, they are the source of the problem. Even if they didn't harm civilians, their crimes of supporting the war won't disappear. However, the 'purpose' that led them to make this choice is the biggest culprit."
"You bastard, say one more word to me, and I bet you'll—"
Vritra slammed his fist on the table, glaring menacingly at Novia who had spoken.
However, before she could make a move, she was suppressed by a glance from the girl sitting in the presidential seat, and could only grit her teeth.
Well, Novia felt a mix of amusement and self-reproach regarding Vritra's actions. After all, Vritra had done it for her own, Kavia's, reputation, while she felt guilty because her disappearance had led to this the Crowd...
Therefore, he patted Vritra on the shoulder, who was pinned to the Sofa, and released his hold on ORT when he saw Novia like this.
"It's understandable that you're Wrath, Vritra, but as I said before, this isn't the will of the First Sun, but the will of your Lord."
Upon hearing that it was his master speaking, Vritra softened up; at the very least, his desire to fight had vanished.
"Um... First Sun, you really have some tricks up your sleeve."
Rama looked at Novia with a subtle expression. In his opinion, this was probably another trick by the First Sun, but it was very effective.
As for Tlaloc, he squinted at the group, wondering if there was something he didn't know about...
I remember Vritra was the Gatekeeper of the Himalayas. Mountains? Is that why? No, that's not right. These 'mountains' are completely different; I can't possibly be mistaken... Vritra's master is the God of the Himalayas, who seems to be a Goddess? Could my brother be involved with Goddess from another land?
This is something only Novia would do...
Tlaloc once again torn between the 'facts his brain has determined' and the 'facts before his eyes', struggling to discern the true identity of the First Sun that has appeared before him.
But soon there was no time to ponder this question, because--
"Oh no! Sun King! Riverton is about to fall!"
Edison's words, spoken as he rushed in from outside, immediately made Tlaloc frown, and he snatched the intelligence from his hand.