Wind, floods, earthquakes.
As all manner of disasters appeared at once, countless things began to change.
The Littlefolk's movements also warped accordingly. Upon witnessing those disasters, fear rose in their hearts.
These disasters were targeted directly at the Littlefolk's innermost selves.
The more they feared something, the more those disasters manifested in corresponding ways.
Under such fear, their mental images changed as well, and the massive Talent Phenomena they had condensed began to fluctuate and disperse.
"Excellent!" Mokania, who had been surrounded, looked delighted.
He truly had not expected the Holy Son to possess such an ability. Once he intervened, countless related events changed.
Within the History Corridor, the historical event records flipped rapidly.
The Holy Son stared sternly at the Littlefolk, looking utterly determined to put them to death.
Whether you can endure this will be the key to your transformation, Holy Son Naimus thought.
The concept of a "tribulation" was the trial life had to undergo in order to transcend its current environment and transform.
If one passed, all would be peaceful. If one failed, one would become ash beneath the tribulation.
On one hand, the existence of the History Corridor was one of Naimus's methods for exploring historical possibilities.
On the other hand, it was meant to provide the beings within this Fictional Space with a "trial of tribulation."
All kinds of tribulations were opportunities for the transformation of will and thought.
Because the Holy Son's world contained no life with self-awareness, life was merely false data.
Under the disasters of such a world, one could clearly observe the falsehood of one's own life and thereby escape the shackles of physical life.
Of course, the power of such inner transformation had never been displayed openly.
The stripping away of their life essence filled the Littlefolk with fear.