Faith and Hatred

"What a... spectacular sight."

America, Kansas, central region.

A group of scientists in protective suits stood on the high plains, looking down at a crystalline expanse as far as the eye could see.

Crystalline earth, crystalline trees, crystalline lifeforms! Holy light purified all evil, sin, and filth, transforming the land and sky, the plants and beasts, into a flawless heavenly pure land. This was already the supreme power of a creator, a maker of worlds.

And all of this had happened merely because of Yahweh's appearance.

Just like the words He had once spoken—

"Let there be light?"

Seeing all this, even the most steadfast materialists could not help but feel their convictions waver.

"This is the power of a god."

Another scientist beside him, likewise clad in a thick protective suit, sighed.

Before supernatural beings rated A Rank, the world was no more than a canvas for them to paint upon—and given Yahweh's status in legend, perhaps S Rank was His true strength. But none of that had anything to do with them, nor was it something "ordinary" scientists like them could glimpse.

"Deploy the robotic dogs. Test the detailed data of this crystalline continent."

Because of Yahweh's outburst, New Mexico, Texas, and Colorado had all been turned into these bizarre crystalline landscapes, splitting America in two. The entire West Coast, meanwhile, had become black-red volcanoes and lava.

It was only because America's territory was vast enough that this single blow had not wiped out all living space.

Now, these scientists had been sent to investigate the conditions of this crystalline continent and determine when this intense contamination—ahem, "conversion"—would finally fade.

And whether this crystalline soil, its plants, and its creatures could be used as supernatural materials!

Mining in the land of a "miracle" did seem rather like courting