Peperoncino had been extremely displeased with Ashiya Doman, that Alien Apostle. Especially since, in the previous Lostbelt, Doman's meddling had gotten him eliminated without even having the chance to play any role as a Cryptor. Honestly, if Ashiya Doman had not caused trouble in the Indian Lostbelt, the combination of Peperoncino's wisdom and God Arjuna's power would certainly have caused Chaldea tremendous trouble—perhaps no less than this Lostbelt had.
There was one enormous problem between Cryptors and Lostbelt Kings: trust. Looking at all the Lostbelts they had encountered, none of those relationships had been harmonious. But God Arjuna had been different. Although he possessed immense power, perhaps because he had devoured too many gods, he had possessed little will of his own. That was why he had followed Ashiya Doman's advice and accelerated the cycles, only developing his own will and emotions after meeting his archenemy Karna.
If such an Arjuna had worked with Peperoncino, they could have built an entirely different Lostbelt. Peperoncino had already had ideas about what kind of Lostbelt he wanted to create, but his plan had gone bankrupt before it could even begin. At that time, he had made a decision in his heart: Ashiya Doman, that Alien Apostle, would pay the price.
After arriving in Olympus, Peperoncino had secretly gathered information on Ashiya Doman. Because Doman had been so confident and had never bothered concealing his substitute-death technique, Peperoncino had found its weakness.
"This is my return gift for all the destruction you wrought in the Indian Lostbelt. Accept it with gratitude." Once Peperoncino finished forming his hand seals, a strange Cursed Seal suddenly appeared on Ashiya Doman's body.
"Is this Onmyodo? No... Shugendo?" Ashiya Doman looked at the mark on his body, his smile unchanged, as though he did not care about the