Resolution (In Honor of Benxin Forgetting the Alliance Leader)

Eastern Japan.

Inside a dark, hidden basement.

"O Great Existence within the boundless mystery..."

"Lord of Mediocrity..."

"O King of Ruin..."

"We pray that You lower Your gaze and accept the humble offerings of Your believers..."

An Esoteric Cult prayer was underway.

Yamamura Sayako wore clerical robes and held the holy scripture, the Book of Death Omens, in her arms. Her voice rose and fell, now high, now low.

"Our Lord is named 'Lord of Mediocrity'! He is the only light of salvation in the apocalypse!"

"Our Lord has a thousand faces and a thousand identities. He is the myriad phenomena of existence, the very symbol of change..."

"Therefore, His idol may take many different forms, representing His different identities. Yet every identity is a Great Existence that we mortal ants are incapable of looking upon directly..."

After a ritual brimming with mystery, Yamamura Sayako began handling the cult's daily affairs.

"The Morita Consortium is willing to make a donation? Those old fellows still have noses as keen as ever..."

"The original religious forces are hostile to us? Useless. Before the True God, all False Gods must retreat... Our Lord possesses power and can bestow divine arts upon believers. Ask the other religions whether they can do the same..."

"A few forces want to use violence to settle things? We welcome them with open arms. We won't just eliminate those who come attacking—we'll kill the masterminds behind them as well. We'll fight terror with terror!"

In a matter of days, Yamamura Sayako's temperament had already changed drastically.

After all, having come into contact with the Variable Dharma Body, she had long since become a fanatic.

And a fanatic's zeal for spreading the faith was practically impossible to stop.

"But... Holy Maiden, rashly moving against someone like that might bring trouble