It was obvious at a glance!
That was an incomparably lofty figure.
She held the Earth in her hands.
With the sea of stars at her back.
As though the entire universe and galaxy were merely her followers.
The halo above her head made her seem like an angel.
Her expression was compassionate, yet calm...
She wore an incomparably magnificent gown.
Stars and moonlight formed its threads, woven together as though flowing with dazzling radiance.
It further accentuated her nobility and sanctity, as if she were a god standing above all, looking down upon the masses.
Her exquisite figure was even more beautiful than that of a fairy.
Every last stigma upon her body seemed like an embellishment.
Even without saying a word, merely lowering her gaze and lightly watching the planet cradled in her arms was enough to fill people with awe.
"Th-this is the End..."
"The Herrscher of the End..."
"..."
Some people trembled.
They finally understood a little.
Why the Miss Content Creator on the sky screen had said that the End was the End, while other Herrschers were other Herrschers. Her appearance alone, her sheer presence alone, was beyond anything other Herrschers could compare to.
Other Herrschers might also have been powerful.
Powerful enough to dazzle people.
But they absolutely did not inspire the same boundless despair as the End, merely by being seen.
She could not be made an enemy.
She absolutely could not be awakened.
Even when the time of the End arrived.
They had to ensure that she was not an enemy, that she retained her human consciousness and became a savior.
In that instant.
All around the world.
Nearly every person in power had the same thought in their heart.
The Virtual YouTuber had even said so.
She remembered that Goddess's autobiography had mentioned that the moment of the End was the instant when Goddess completely awakened.
She had always been the End, always the enemy of civilization.
She should have exterminated humanity and destroyed civilization.
But after all, she had been loved and cherished as the Young Lady. Civilization had treated her kindly, and she had been willing to protect civilization in return.
She had said that perhaps the kindness she had once received had become that faint spark of light, allowing her not to lose herself completely.
Otherwise.
It was extremely difficult for a Herrscher to regain her humanity.
It was practically impossible!
These matters had also been stored within the Supreme Secret Council and had never spread outside.
Good!
They had the strategy now.
Someone slammed a hand down on the table and rose to their feet.
So they just had to worship her like a little ancestor, right?
The better they treated her, the greater the chance that she could defeat her Herrscher personality. Right?!
If anyone bullied her, even if they did not kill her, what if she truly fell into despair, gave up, and let the Herrscher of the End fully emerge? Then forget about a savior—even being left with an intact corpse would be a mercy from her!
Was that really so hard to understand?
Although the sky screen's explanations came with illustrations, those occasional pictures were ultimately only seasoning.
The content itself was far more important.
That Miss Content Creator spoke of the past from a future person's perspective, and many secrets were no longer secrets.
Yet even when she merely released a few images.
Those representative scenes were unforgettable.
Whenever previous Herrschers appeared, people might have been able to follow their appearances and search for the corresponding hosts.
But when the Herrscher of the End appeared, they did not even dare entertain that thought.
If they had not known that she was Kiana.
If they had not known that she was not an enemy, but someone they could win over.
Then being utterly helpless would probably have been their truest state right now.
They did not dare act.
And they absolutely could not act rashly.
Even now, they were only talking about it. Precisely because they knew that what the sky screen said was ninety-nine percent true, they had to be even more cautious.
In short!
Protect Kiana first.
Do not let any suspicious people get near her.
If they dirtied Kiana's eyes or spoiled Kiana's mood, then this all-powerful big boss might not say anything, but they would tear that person to pieces like a pack of wolves.
It did not matter if you refused to accept this.
But this was the unspoken consensus shared by all of them.
If you wanted to bully her, you had to get past us first!
All right!
That was all for today's video.
Before they knew it.
Half an hour had already passed.
Miss Yuzu, the Virtual YouTuber, had said so much.
She summed it up and said happily.
Same as always, if this video gets over a million likes, I'll update the next episode. If the next episode does well too, we'll make it into a series.
We can dig into those unknown stories from the Old Era while we're at it.
Also, the things this content creator talked about are archived materials, but they have official approval, so don't worry.
After all, Goddess's once-in-a-decade birthday festival is coming up again after so long.
The higher-ups also hoped that more people would learn Goddess's story and understand the real Goddess.
She deliberately acted mysterious and whispered.
Yuzu will reveal just a tiny little bit more.
My family's old ancestor said that a lot of the materials were voluntarily provided by Goddess's wives.
If this gets over a million likes.
Next time, we'll go over all the girls behind Goddess.
That's it, bye-bye~
"Give you a like, just come back already!"
"Miss Yuzu, what am I supposed to do without you?!"
"..."
Because the Miss Content Creator on the sky screen spoke as though everything were real, combined with her humorous tone and all kinds of fun hand-drawn illustrations.
Many people had come to like her.
No matter their reasons, they all wanted to see the next episode as soon as possible.
Unfortunately...
What use were their likes?
It was as if she and everyone else existed on different parallel lines.
Whatever they did had nothing to do with her.
Whatever she said, they could take it or leave it.
Yet because of that, many people calmed down instead. They drew in a cold breath and, whether they wanted to or not, could only remain half-convinced as they began searching for evidence.
"Please don't let it be real, please don't let it be real, please don't let it be real..."
"Fuck, it's real!"
"..."
They collapsed to the ground, on the verge of tears.
In some corner of the world.
Kiana's father looked at her mother.
"If I remember correctly, Goddess is referring to our Nana, right?"
"Mm, yes..."
Kiana's Mother, like so many others, stared blankly at the restored sky.
"But she said she was going to go over... 'the girls behind Goddess,' and... 'Goddess's wives'? Did she mean what I think she meant?" Kiana's father hesitated.
"Ah... yes..."
Kiana's Mother nodded.
She had long felt that her daughter might be more interested in girls.
But now it had been recorded directly in history. Her sexual orientation was known by the entire future. Her feelings were terribly complicated.
Their identities were far from ordinary.
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