Mother Goddess, Please Return According to the Law of Return
"E-nu-mae-lišlana-bu-úšá-ma-mu
The heavens are high, yet they have no name.
šap-lišam-ma-tumšu-malazak-rat
The earth is so low and barren, yet it has not been given a name.
ZU. AB-mareš-tu-úza-ru-šu-un
The first thing that came into existence was the void, which is where it originated.
mu-um-muti-amatmu-al-li-da-atgim-ri-šú-un
The indistinct ink and the thorough black ink are all due to the proliferation of bacteria.
A. MEŠ-šú-nuiš-te-niši-ḫi-qu-ú-šú-un
The vast ocean is one, a harmonious and unified whole.
gi-pa-ralaki-is-su-rusu-sa-alashe-u-ú
There was no weed or wormwood to build a hut, and no marshland to be seen.
e-nu-maDingir. Dingirlašu-pu-uma-na-ma"
At that time, all the gods were nowhere to be seen.
At this moment, inside the central cabin, replicas of the seven creation tablets that record the Mesopotamian creation epic "Enuma Elish" are stacked to form Great Altar.
The surviving Shrine Maiden Priestess knelt down one after another, crossed their arms over their chests, and solemnly chanted divine incantations, recounting the great deeds of the two Creator God with piety.
The altar was surrounded by thousands of Golden Vortex on all four sides, which were the gateways to the Treasury of Babylon, from which treasures flowed out like water.
Gilgamesh, possessing all this wealth, remained unfazed.
Money is meant to be used; if it can achieve the expected value, no amount matters.
The Great Sacrifice was the highest ritual connecting humans and gods. In Sumer custom, even the guardians of the underworld could be bribed by the dead; as long as enough money was given, even gods would bow down.
But when he resurrected Enkidu, he offered sacrifices to the gods in a lavish and extravagant manner.
Unfortunately, those high-ranking gods were so resolute that they left no room for negotiation whatsoever.
Therefore, he harbored a subtle resistance to the Great Sacrifice.
This time, however, it remains to be seen whether the outcome will be different.
The Heroic King glanced meaningfully at the blank Fate Tablet in his hand, the one with which he had once made a pact with Samael.
As the ceremony drew to a close, Gilgamesh and stepped onto the altar, unfolding the book-shaped Royal Seal with a solemn expression.
"Born of the Origin, we, Mother Goddess Tiamat, with our holy bodies, bear the infamy of beasts. We never betrayed the world, yet we were abandoned by it..."
"I, by the power of kingship, declare you not a beast of calamity, but a god of mercy!"
"The foundation of God has now been rebuilt. O God, please come again in accordance with the principle of returning to God!"
"May glory, majesty, power, and authority return to you! From time immemorial, from the beginning of time, and forevermore!"
As earthly kings strip away Tiamat's infamy with their Royal Seal, they beg her to bestow a miracle of redemption.
Golden pillars of light rose from the altar, shooting straight into the sky, and the gems, gold, silver, and mysterious objects flowing from the Treasury of Babylon all transformed into luminous dust exuding a rich aetheric aura.
Amidst the rhythmic vibrations of the air, a beam of light pierced through, taking shape from below to above.
Samael immediately sensed the string in Samael's mind and resonated with it; a majestic figure was rising from the Sea of Imaginary Numbers.
But the echoing sounds, like chanting, carried an air of anxiety.
The sacrifice was insufficient! And the offerings themselves were also incorrect!
As a divine child, the ancient serpent instantly understood the hidden meaning of the god of fire.
Samael, while looking up, suddenly remembered the threads that had been emanating from the humans. He realized what was happening and immediately grabbed the Tiamat statue from his arms, shouting at the rear cabin.
"The king is holding Great Sacrifice, but gold and silver are not what Tiamat needs; the lives on earth are her most cherished offspring!"
"Only your invitation can awaken the Mother of Origin from its loneliness and suffering!"
"Pray! Pray to the God of the West!"
The atmosphere froze as they gazed at the shepherd priest's fanatical, almost insane expression.
A witch who had fled from Babylon temple looked bewildered as she recalled the teachings of the gods she had received.
"Tiamat, once an enemy of the gods, is said to be incredibly cruel. Will she... truly protect us?"
Samael took a deep breath, bat wings extending from his back, his voice cold and clear.
"Look around you, how many people have lost their husbands, fathers, and brothers, how many have been separated from their wives and children, do you still expect the mercy of the gods?"
"The gods will not be moved by ants; they only care about the workings of destiny!"
"The first great calamity chosen by destiny to destroy humanity was the Mother Goddess Tiamat."
"But she resisted the power and chose to seal the Hole of Heaven for you!"
"She has always loved you, always..."
"I am the divine son of Tiamat, following the command of the goddess of the moon, defying this so-called destiny, and guiding humanity through the Third Storm!"
As they pondered, the crowd looked around, their faces filled with sorrow, yet they resembled frightened lambs. The oppressive silence gradually chilled Samael's heart.
"And I, too, am following the will of my kin, fighting for humanity!"
Suddenly, Quetzalcoatl, pale-faced, staggered over, leaning against the doorframe, and winked at Samael with a smile.
"Me too!"
"Me too!"
"I... I still have me!"
Ereshkigal, Ishtar, and Anna, who was the last to awaken, also squeezed into the cabin to bear witness to Goddess's mercy.
A silent understanding permeated the air among the goddesses.
They were captivated by the divine child of Tiamat, which meant they were inspired by the Mother of Origin, followed her divine will, and protected the spirits on earth.
They didn't need to consider the evil dragon's intentions; they only needed to trust their comrade!
The crowd was deeply moved. Although they held up the statue of Bhuran, came from the city-state of Bhuran, and had Bhuran experiences, they chanted the Divine Name Bhuran with the utmost devotion.
The Mother of Origin Tiamat!
Gradually, the sounds from the three Noah's Ark converged, growing louder and clearer, like a torrent tearing through the darkness and washing away the filth.
"Aaaa..."
The joy of the song resonated in Samael's mind.
His opening and closing Cross Star Pupils suddenly saw the gradually solidifying threads on everyone's bodies rise up and disappear into the Sea of Imaginary Numbers outside the World Bubble.
"Bang!"
Within the thunderclouds, the Jaguar Man who went to intercept Apsu had his flames flickering erratically, and his movements and destructive power were rapidly weakening. Caught off guard, he was swatted away by the ethereal dragon with a claw.
The three Noah's Ark that grazed past several Magic Beam shook violently, and their outer Magecraft defensive barriers crumbled on the spot.
In the Sea of Imaginary Numbers, the newly risen Ark of Fate is still quite a distance from the World Wall.
Too slow! Too slow!
Samael grew increasingly agitated as the terrifying, world-destroying dragon loomed beside him.
The instant he raised his head, two invisible anchors, like searchlights, shot out from the divine cores of Ereshkigal and Ishtar, respectively.
These two anchor lines were a hundred times thicker and a hundred times clearer than the entanglements in the mind of this divine child.
Mistress of the Sky Ishtar ...
Mistress of the Earth Ereshkigal ...
Heaven and earth? Could it be...?
Samael suddenly realized what was happening, his eyes filled with ecstatic joy. He immediately grabbed Ereshkigal and Ishtar by the wrists and rushed to the altar.