Stealing

Nagato had created a genuine "divine kingdom."

This country had a complete administrative system.

The Land of Rain was not large, but though small, it lacked nothing.

This seemingly peaceful little country possessed a hierarchy so strict that it was terrifying.

The god seated high above enjoyed faith and offerings.

Every position beneath it was rigid and dogmatic.

Through powerful means and the strength of faith, every aspect of people's lives was regulated.

This was true from top to bottom—even for the "god."

Every seat in the hierarchy was a tool for maintaining order through the power of faith and rules.

Because of his strength, Nagato had taken the divine throne he had personally created, a symbol of supreme authority.

But now, that position had been left vacant by Nagato's death.

Mizuki was someone capable of taking Nagato's place. No one was more suitable than him.

If there were any problems, Mizuki could simply ask Nagato's Impure World Reincarnation body directly.

Since he had broken the taboo and begun using such a convenient technique as Impure World Reincarnation, there was no need to treat it like a monstrous scourge and keep his distance as before.

Taking over this country, which had its back door wide open and was practically defenseless against Mizuki, was far too easy.

"How does it feel to return to your homeland again?"

Seeing Nagato's Impure World Reincarnation body seemingly gaze at the orderly country below with some excitement, Mizuki could not help asking.

Even after being revived through Impure World Reincarnation, Nagato's crippled legs had not recovered. After being injured, the Demonic Statue of the Outer Path had drained away his life force, leaving them beyond saving. He could only sit atop the chameleon he had summoned.

"Not much time has passed, yet it feels like