Chapter 431
That woman could be referred to as Kama, who was raised and reincarnated in Kavia during the India period.
Whether it was in the hillsides of Golgotha during the Rome era, the Eastern European Steppe during the Huns era, or the British Isles during the Central and South America era, his birth was not out of thin air, but rather, like a person, he was born, except for his time in India.
During his time in Central and South America, he also witnessed the child who should have been his sister being taken away by that woman. This taking away stemmed from her own emotions, which she could only accept, thus banishing, thus cleansing, thus discarding on the sea surface.
However, it wouldn't be accurate to say that she callously abandoned Novia.
Because from Future perspective, she foresaw that she herself would make mistakes towards her child, and thus felt remorse and shame.
The child must not see her like this.
Bound by this idea, I desperately tried to suppress the emotions welling up in my body.
Endure it all, endure it all.
At that moment, Novia gazed into the distance and couldn't help but murmur to herself.
"My mother?"
Suddenly, a sound rang out in the Universe.
"I descended into the lower realms and brought light into the darkness."
Beneath that intense yet beautiful sound, a kind of compassionate radiance reflecting the inner workings of the Universe was born.
In this pure white world, notice that you are facing a white Dove in the Universe; the sense of presence it exudes seems to declare that it is the center.
The White Dove listened calmly and watched indifferently.
"I am the one who pours out the water, I am the one who hides in the light and water, I am the one who gradually moves All Things by my will."
"I am the light that illuminates All Things; I am the light of joy among my people."
"I descended into the Material World for the sake of the spirits that originated from the Immaculate Sophia, fell into the Material World, and are trapped within it."
The seemingly true voice of the Holy Spirit is just that—words. It contains no trace of compassion or mercy for the world; it is merely a declaration.
The strangeness was enough to terrify any known creature in the Universe. Even Azathoth, in Jerusalem, within the vessel of Ritsuka Fujimaru, couldn't help but suppress the girl's will and whisper in a voice only he could hear.
"Yahweh."
"Whether it's rebirth or destruction, it doesn't matter."
"But I will take it with me."
This is not some manifestation of the one and only God that has already been seen; rather, it is an existence that has never been anticipated in the long history of the Universe from its inception to the present day.
Could it be that--
The whispers of the One God as he looked back at the Ocean Planet were instantly shattered by the turmoil originating from within himself.
Originally, after witnessing Azathoth limit things through reasonable means, He intended to expel him using the same reasonable means, or wait for the action of Azathoth before he became a spirit.
But at this moment, He sensed a powerful force about to Present World, and stopped in his tracks with a look of rage, directly expressing his thoughts in words.
"Listen up, you!"
Coincidentally, when He saw Novia about to appear before Him during His Rome days, He said the exact same thing.
But the emotions they expressed were completely different.
The first time I said those words was when I felt the arrival of my destined spirit, which was bound to ascend to the throne, and it was mixed with a little joy.
In contrast, when the One God spoke these words a second time, it was purely out of the 'wrath' that belonged only to the Lord of Hosts.
Anger gripped this land, and this Universe.
Something that is different from any form of spirit known to oneself will soon be revealed to the world.
"No other spirit shall dwell before me."
That was one of the many Parallel World in the Holy Grail War.
The foolish Ritual was not yet fully completed.
The Cardinal of the Japan Shinjuku Church in Japan.
The accidental items he painstakingly acquired, the merciful presence he hoped would manifest in the Holy Grail War, will not actually arrive in the Far East City.
What is about to awaken from the earth is the 'spirit' of Wisdom, and what is about to be born is immense terror.
What is about to arrive is relief, and yet it is not relief.
The Book of Enoch records--
The Lord said.
Wisdom searched everywhere but could not find a place to dwell; it was only found in the heavens.
Wisdom came to live with all the children of men, but here she had nowhere to stay.
Wisdom had no choice but to return to where she was and settle permanently among the Angel.
Evil then came into her home, forcing her to live with it.
She is like Rainbow in the desert and Amrita on dry land.
If Lilith is a heretic who uses the name of God to split the name of God, then 'she' should rightfully be the presence of God.
The Secret Book of John states:
She is the first power, the glory of Barbelo, the Perfection glory among all dimensions, the glory of Revelation.
Of Jesus' Twelve Apostles, Saint Thomas, who is said to have traveled to India, wrote in his Acts of Thomas—
Come, hidden mother.
Come, that which reveals her virtue and brings joy and rest to those who are united with her.
Come, compassionate mother.
Come on, let's work closely together.
Come, she who will reveal the hidden secrets.
Come, Mother of the Seven Houses, your rest will be in the eighth house.
Come, All Things are depicted and hidden within her.
Come, she bestows glory and praise upon the spirit of Virginity, for she herself comes from that spirit.
Chapter 454, South Five Three, even the Buddha couldn't help but close his eyes.
The Sixth Singularity: The Azrael Mausoleum.
The Azrael, who proclaims death to the world, is the Great God appears to announce death to humanity. The existence in the Spirit Mausoleum located deeper in the Mountain Valley is, in theory, the 'Old Man of the Mountain' whom the Hassan revere.
After all, with its azure flames and rich mountain aura, and wearing a conspicuous skull mask even in the pitch-black Spirit Mausoleum, who else could it be but the Old Man of the Mountain? In the hearts of the Hassans, their revered master would not allow others to enter without permission or use his name without authorization.
Unless... it's destiny.
"Aren't those Hassan moving too slowly? Still no news?"
The heavy pressure cannot be felt unless you are there in person. There are no Od or Servant reactions, no sounds or life signs, but once you enter, your body will inevitably tremble. It is not your mind but your soul that will subconsciously and forcefully refuse to stay in the Spirit Mausoleum.
The skull mask that had previously appeared before the Hassan and given them commands was now being twirled incessantly by a petite, silver-haired girl, like a child playing with a toy. Had the Hassans seen this, they would surely be terrified.
"However, the mask the Old Man of the Mountain gave us was quite useful; those Hassan immediately obeyed."
Earlier, Kama, who was preparing to travel to Chaldea using her self-developed anti-summoning circle, unfortunately stumbled into the Valley of Shadows where the Old Man of the Mountain "fate," but her cry of "Kavia" at the crucial moment made the Old Man of the Mountain realize his mistake—
Oh, so he's like that Dead Apostle. That's good then.
"Beast of Love, you must know."
"The true intentions of the Outsider, the sister recognized by Carl the Great, the representative of Human Order, and the princess of death."
"Thus, my sword will be upon you, transforming into death to cover the darkness of the world; my robes will be upon you, becoming the night to devour the cradle."
"My skills, my position, my name, I entrust to you for now."
Kama was speechless, internally cursing him countless times.
Are you kidding me?! How can Grand be given to a Grand?!
Although my Beast Spirit Origin is almost completely destroyed, there's still a little bit left! You can't possibly not see that, can you?
"In that case, our light of salvation should rightfully be revealed to you."
"... Huh? The Light of Salvation? Who's that?"
"It is the very being you spoke of earlier, what? You don't want to—"
"Ah, things have come to this, so I have no choice but to go. Don't worry, Old Man of the Mountain."
Kama crossed her arms, a slight smirk playing on her lips, her face radiating confidence. "I am the undisputed mistress of the Himalayas Mountains! Therefore, no mountain dares disobey me! The Himalayas Mountains are the place closest to the sky; even Durga and Mohini must obey my commands!"
And so, Kama was brought to the Sixth Singularity, where he Human Order, by the Old Man of the Mountain, who also taught Kama the technique that could give rise to the concept of 'death' and his own Grand.
"Well..."
Back to the present, Kama, idly sipping bottled milk while resting his chin on his hand in the dark Azrael Mausoleum, sighed softly.
These so-called Mountain People are really lively! Everyone is walking around with silly smiles on their faces. Some are hunting, some are farming, and the crowd is immersed in the feeling of life. Kama felt unhappy, quite unhappy, watching these real-time scenes through the characteristics of the Spirit Mausoleum.
"I heard that all the adults went out to look for something? But the village is still safe and sound. It must be the First Master protecting us in secret!"
Seeing a little girl of similar height to himself chatting happily, Kama felt quite displeased.
"The First Generation? You mean the Old Man of the Mountain? That guy didn't come, it was me, Lord Kama, who came! Why bother going around talking about such boring topics? Damn it."
Kama had been refuting the argument with a disdainful expression inside the Spirit Mausoleum, sighed again after he finished speaking.
Surely the Old Man of the Mountain wouldn't lie to me?
Let's wait a little longer. Right, let's wait a little longer. With Kavia's abilities, he wouldn't be trapped in that Jerusalem, would he? It should be in Carl the Great's Mobile Holy City...
"Ugh, I can't stand it! What's going on? Why is it so slow?! I can't wait a second longer! Ugh!"
Looking at the unchanging sky, Kama cursed inwardly and grumbled to himself.
"Sigh... I'm such an idiot, ugh, I just can't muster any energy."
Kama shouldn't say whether he was feeling weak or in a bad mood, but he was extremely anxious about whether he would be able to see Kavia.
Even now, his face still appears clearly in my mind whenever I close my eyes.
During her time in the Sixth Singularity, she recalled everything from the past, including the banquet before the Ocean of Milk, Daksha's invitation, the feast with Vritra, and the extremely coincidental adoption of the reincarnated Kavia.
Yes, everything was very good. Even though Mohini used tricks to make her and Kama their child, and even though Krishna reborn her Pradyumna, Kama recalled everything pleasantly up to this point, smiling as she reminisced about the past.
But in the end, Love God's mood plummeted to rock bottom, because--
"Throw it away."
Ugh, why did I say that?! Seriously, why did I have that kind of mentality back then?
"This is so annoying, damn it, so infuriating! I can't believe I'm inferior to Durga, it's infuriating—"
"Are you alright, Kama?"
"Waaaaaahh..."
Kama came to his senses and realized that a man was watching him from the side.
Silver hair, pale blue eyes, a familiar face—it was Kavia, the one she had been thinking about for so long.
Thump, thump, thump, why is my heart beating so fast! Seriously! Just calm down for a bit...
Speaking of which, why isn't the Spirit Mausoleum's monitoring system reacting? Why is that?! Did they hear everything I was saying...?
Just as Kama was in a state of extreme confusion, he subconsciously got up and buried his face in Novia's chest, and the warmth of the Love God's forehead spread across Novia's chest.
Kavia, nestled in my arms, was so warm, emanating a wonderful fragrance that made one want to linger. Everything about her was so nostalgic. Kama breathed a sigh of relief, yet she couldn't help feeling a little resentful that Kavia had taken so long to come back to her...
Novia looked at her and snapped his fingers, and instantly the Spirit Mausoleum was filled with light. For some reason, he did not go to Jerusalem as originally planned, but came here with Hassans others to see this venerable one, who, unsurprisingly, was Kama.
As for the observation at the Spirit Mausoleum? How could it possibly have any effect on him?
"Um..."
Novia wanted to say more, but seeing Kama with her eyes closed, her face pressed against his abdomen, her small hands tightly holding him, trembling slightly from time to time, she reached out and hugged her in return.