From This Day Forth, You Shall Be Yahweh!

'The gods died in the calamity, and their Blood of the Gods flowed into the mud.'

'The Heavenly Tree, which supported the Nine Realms and caused the heavens and earth to collapse, fell into the vast deep sea, becoming an eternally fixed seabed beneath. People stumbled out of their houses and discovered that the Heavenly Realm, after being washed by wind, snow, and floods, appeared incredibly bright.'

'Amidst the dazzling Star River, a new multitude of gods arrives with a storm—[Stapudden], braving the winds.'

Ragnarok

Rovi, riding his eight-legged, ten-winged winged horse, sheathed his spear. The last brilliant light of [Rhongomyniad] rippled through the air, spreading layer by layer until it finally disappeared.

The sky was clear and the earth was bright; everything returned to its former state.

Rovi glanced sideways.

The earth beneath their feet was swept away by the storm, and the alien energy was burned away by the fire. The veil of mythology finally fell away. From then on, there were no more Nine Realms, nor were there any passages between the sky and the otherworld that only gods could access. All the myriad spirits were simultaneously freed from their shackles.

It was as if they had been freed from their shackles... not only them, but also Rovi.

After destroying the World Tree, Rovi finally took the first step toward death.

The fallen World Tree symbolizes the disappearance of the last traces of the the gods of Asgard, and also the vacancy of divine positions in this world.

Rovi truly deserved his place as a legend.

He left his true mark on the world.

He came back to life.

"Honorable King of Storms, Wild Hunt, Lord of Ten Thousand Armies, God of Ten Thousand Machines, the One and Only Ruler of the True Starry Sky!" The Storm God Clan all bowed and paid homage at the same time, even the Black Dragon Níðhöggr, the Midgard Jörmungandr, and the Fenrir the wolf lowered their heads.

They were all paying homage, and thousands of spirits were also singing in unison the praises of the new god.

They sang the glorious name of the one Lord of storms, the Wild Hunt, armies, armies, and stars—

Thousands of gods.

Millions of people.

The gods are grateful that they were given wisdom and transformed from chaotic Storm Giants into divine beings. All people are grateful that they were given new gods who survived the three winters before Ragnarok and were spared from war and slaughter.

"It's so beautiful..." Skadi looked up at the starry sky, but what was reflected in her eyes was not that corner of the starry sky, but the person in front of her.

Just as I had sensed from the beginning... compared to the gods of Asgard, Rovi was more like a god who protected countless people.

Of course, for Rovi at this moment, the only feeling he had was probably...

The suffix for the title has been added.

"Would it make me look a bit more stylish when I go out to register in the future?" Rovi's eyes behind the mask were deep and serious, and no one could tell what he was thinking next.

He twirled the spear in his hand and proclaimed in a loud voice. "Gods of the Storm, Gods who belong only to the Stars."

"—Use the power you possess to help me establish new rules!"

New rules!?

The gods were horrified, and Skadi was stunned for a moment.

Is this matter not over yet?

Of course not.

Having recovered, the next step, naturally, is to enter death.

Rovi's path to death has only just begun!

He raised his spear, and the brilliance of Rhongomyniad once again shone between heaven and earth. He said, "I will establish new rules for this world."

"Those rules do not belong to gods, nor to humans; they belong only to the planet itself. They are the rules closest to the original appearance of the stars, and the system closest to the origin of all things."

"The sky is the sky, the earth is the ground; looking up, you can touch the flowing clouds, and looking down, you can observe the flowing lava!"

"The gods are not high above, and humans are not forever ants. Nature is not invincible, and even ants can gaze at the heavens."

"Bring it on--"

"Gods and peoples, answer my call!"

"Praise be to the Lord of Ten Thousand Armies!" the gods cried out, and they responded in unison.

"Praise be to the Lord of Ten Thousand Armies!" the people cried, offering their faith and will.

At this moment, Rovi sat upright on the Pegasus, yet it was as if he were riding a light boat, his vision rising higher and higher with the rising waves.

He ascended into the atmosphere that enveloped the Star Body.

It is only one step away from the planet, beyond the atmosphere, and beyond the universe.

That's where we stop in terms of distance.

The dimensions, however, are still moving upwards.

The power of the Storm God Clan propelled him upwards into the dimension, and the collective will of the people made the spear in his hand shine ever brighter.

Skadi, the goddess of the snow-capped mountains, landed on her feet; the radiance of the great god was ultimately something she could only look up to.

She was willing to look up to the infinite sacredness of this moment...

The only Old God.

They were also the original new gods.

Skadi adjusted the black crown on her head, and her long purple hair fell down, highlighting her exquisite and beautiful face.

She lifted her skirt and bent down slightly.

She had already sensed that Rovi might be leaving soon.

She said, "I will wait for your return."

In the guise of the Snow Mountain Goddess.

To greet someone important—

'Hmm? You've finally let go of your resentment?'

'Um.'

'You've really become very honest, haven't you?'

'With such dazzling light, who could resist the urge to throw themselves into it?'

Not to mention, he saved me.

He saved my past, and now, and my future.

For Skadi, the place where Rovi was was the safest and warmest place in the world.

"What a troublesome guy... but don't worry, I'll help you find him."

"No matter where he went..."

"Because of you, I am who I am."

"Thank you, my other 'me'." The goddess of the snow mountain revealed a pure smile.

In that very instant, in that real and dazzling Star River, people saw a streak of light bloom brilliantly and fall down.

The enormous Machine God appeared as a shadow behind Rovi, spinning around. Before disappearing, the Machine God opened its mouth and spat out a "Star Body" ravaged by a lava storm.

That is the ' Tartarus ' of surging lava, which manifests itself and is raised high in the present world because of the will in people's hearts.

Together with the sparks that spread through the scriptures, it transformed into a world independent of Rovi.

Rovi separated the fire from himself and placed it in a dimension above the ground, in an area invisible to ordinary people.

Since one must die, one cannot take one's life with them.

Although it is independent, it still belongs to Rovi, and only Rovi can open it. He can enter it anytime, anywhere.

He named it ' the Primordial Highest Heaven '.

He said, "After I leave, you should each return to your place, follow the natural cycle, wait for the right time, return the world to fate, and retreat into the Sea of Stars."

"Subordinate God- King!"

The gods responded.

Rovi said again, "Remember this: I am God of Ten Thousand Armies, God of Ten Thousand Machines, Lord of the Highest Heaven, the One God."

"Yahweh!"

The sound spread, and the entire space and time seemed to freeze for a moment.

Above, amidst the vast expanse of stars, something seemed to be looking over.

Under that incredibly heavy gaze, Rovi felt a surge of joy.

So you were really 'watching'?

Rovi is certainly not Yahweh, nor could he possibly be Yahweh.

Yahweh is the most widely worshipped and believed God in the world, and the only one.

Although he had never seen it or interacted with it, Rovi knew very well that it was a truly great being, perhaps a god from the void, a being even more distant than Chaos, which was of the size of a star.

Because He can perform miracles in a world where the gods have faded away.

Because He can still be free from any restrictions in a world where the gods have fled.

As a 'time traveler', Rovi knew of its great power, and for this reason, he wanted to use the honor he had stolen to 'challenge' this truly powerful being.

This was an idea that Rovi had had for a long time, and he had already started trying it out.

After acquiring Cronus's body, and after obtaining the divine power it possessed.

The title of ' Lord of Ten Thousand Armies '

That was the initial practice.

And so it is with the title of Yahweh, the 'sole ruler of the starry sky'.

That's courting death.

Make a 'big death'!

Rovi hurled his spear to the ground, and at its apex, a storm of light, spiraling out of control, instantly engulfed everything.

An invisible 'membrane' slowly spread, covering the entire world, and the drooping spears appeared in the sight of humans and gods like pillars of the aurora.

In that instant.

'The sky was bathed in radiance, and the earth was drawn together by the connection between forces. Since then, the world's poles have often seen dazzling, colorful light, the spears cast Avalon the gods. It is said that beneath that light lies Avalon, the final resting place in King Arthur legend.'

'From then on, God created a new world, revealing the primordial void.'

God created the most suitable soil for human survival; this is God's promise to mankind.

God said...

interesting.

The voice from the void exploded in Rovi's ears, and the instantaneous recoil after the spear was thrown propelled it to a higher dimension, crashing straight into the heights of the void.

The celestial horse he rode vanished into the depths of Tartarus, becoming one with it, and would not reappear unless summoned by Rovi.

Because He is the mount of the great God.

The running hyena ' Fafnir ' reverted to her dragon form and, in the name of storms, joined the Stapudden gods.

Rovi, on the other hand, arrived here.

This is the interlayer between the world and beyond, the deepest part of the Sea of Imaginary Numbers, the farthest and highest place that even Chaos could hardly reach.

Pitch black, nothingness.

The surface of the abyss was like water, with only a point of 'light' visible on it.

That was a pure 'spirit'.

That was the form in which ' Yahweh ' manifested in later times.

"Interesting."

The fluctuation of will manifests again. "You stole my name just to provoke me?"

"That's right." Rovi wanted to speak, but found himself unable to utter a word, and could only respond in his heart.

"If that's the case—"

"So what if your wish is granted?"

The void, like water or an abyss, rippled with layers of flowing light, seemingly nonexistent, yet as if an immeasurable force was simultaneously pressing down on Rovi.

Such a power, perhaps only when I remove the power of the source inscribed on the Throne of Heroes, can it be compared to it?

He did not resist; instead, he showed a triumphant expression.

To wholeheartedly accept its oppression and crushing.

Great achievements

But the aftershocks have not yet subsided.

Rovi, who reshaped the world in the name of God before all people, died here. In the world's records, he is still considered to have died for reshaping the world.

Just like the Primordial God in mythology who died for the creation of the world.

But he also has a human side.

The name ' Rovi ' has long been preserved.

Ascending to the Throne of Heroes and taking one's own power is enough.

His consciousness gradually sank into the fluctuations of the spreading power of the 'spirit,' yet it also seemed as if he had been stripped of his power and thrown into endless reincarnation.

The spirit exists in nothingness.

His power can also influence the past, future, and infinite planes.

But the voice that rang out again, formed from the will, was not as cold and indifferent as Rovi had expected. Instead, it sounded rather pleasant, "Since you want to steal my name, then let me see if you are qualified, you Foreigner from beyond the universe."

The Spirit of the Void is indifferent to its own name. It saw through Rovi's desire to die at a glance, but that did not prevent it from saving him.

But the act of stealing his name sparked a different kind of interest.

For countless ages, the Void Spirit, which exists in the deepest part of the Sea of Void and watches over the universe, has witnessed far too many things, but this is the first time that someone has provoked Him in such a way.

Anger, murderous intent, or a feeling of being desecrated?

He simply found it amusing.

He also prefers interesting things.

He wanted to see if Rovi could truly live up to his name, if he could truly be called ' Yahweh '...

If possible, He wouldn't mind giving this name to—

If not.

The Spirit of the Void will grant Rovi the death he desires.

Vast and boundless, with endless fluctuations.

Images from countless times in the past and future appeared in the 'eyes' of the Void Spirit.

Tens of thousands of years ago, when humans were just learning to walk, someone led the others out of the wild beasts in the wild beginnings. He led people to create tools and a paradise. After him, the leaders of the human tribes who inherited his spirit, a man and a woman, were called ' Adam ' by later generations.

Ten thousand years ago, the Harvest Star Vanguard attacked, the Age of Gods collapsed, and the imbalance of the natural environment brought about Great Flood. However, someone bravely led humanity to seek refuge in the flood, using his own body as a boat, and was known as ' Naphistim '.

A thousand years ago, Gilgamesh retreated to the underworld, and Uruk collapsed and perished. Those who were unable to follow him were forced to migrate long distances due to hunger. The leader of the group led the way, opening up a road to Egypt for the people with the spirit of 'not fearing death', and gained the trust of the Egyptian king. He was called ' Abraham '.

Hundreds of years ago, the descendants of the people led by Abraham suffered great oppression in Egypt. Someone led them out of Egypt, and along the way they faced death time and time again. Finally, the gods of Egypt brought down the ten plagues as punishment. This person was ' Moses '.

Centuries later... Solomon reigned and was known as Divine Messenger, yet some confronted him, accusing him of being the incarnation of evil. For the first time, the emotionless king felt fear and anger, realizing that he was not God.

Past, present, future...

"He was willing to die, but he did not blindly seek death. He maintained his principles and had enough wisdom to become a true 'hero' time and time again in the face of crisis."

"You are very lucky; you possess both wisdom and courage."

"If that's the case—"

"I will bestow upon you the name ' Yahweh '."

"You should always remember your original aspiration and never forget your goal."

It's like waking up from a long dream, or playing a very long, fully immersive game.

Rovi groggily opened his eyes, and then heard this sound...

He was stunned for a moment, and the next second, the Spirit of the Void descended with dazzling light.

All the previous 'experiences' are transformed into reality at this moment.

Tens of thousands of years...

Tens of thousands of years of wanting to die but being unable to.

The first humans, the humans of the Great Flood, the humans who led people from Egypt to the Out of Egypt, the humans who rebuked Solomon—

Countless overlaps converge into one.

Rovi saw the original scenery of the stars.

From quantity to quality.

'Primordial, Supreme.'

From this day forward, you shall be Yahweh.

The Spirit of the Void shines and flickers.

This directly expelled Rovi from the deepest, highest, and farthest part of the void!