Truth

"Ascend to the throne?!"

Gilan was startled.

The "Spirit King," Loserxiu, was one of the apostles under October's Hour-God, the "White Dove Poet." If He took another step forward...

"Is the 'Spirit King' planning to become a god?"

He frowned tightly and asked his teacher in confusion.

"But October already has the Hour-God 'White Dove Poet.' Does He intend to slay the god He serves and take His place?"

"Not exactly... It is understandable that you do not know. After all, this concerns exceedingly secret rules."

Pala said solemnly.

"In truth, ascending to the end of the 'Path of the Flaming Sword' and becoming an Hour-God is not restricted by one's path. Even a mystic of the Shell Spiral could theoretically become an Hour-God of the God-Communion Spiral."

"Why is that?" Gilan froze.

"Because everything beneath the Hour-Gods is but an illusion!"

Pala looked up at the eclipse, his eyes profound.

"Only the Hour-Gods are the laws themselves that sustain this world's operation. Before becoming a law, what you are simply does not matter!"

"Even a ninth-rank apostle is merely a transmuter personally crowned by an Hour-God, qualified only to wield a small portion of the laws' power... The reason one follows the same path is purely to become more compatible with those laws. That is all."

As he spoke, he withdrew his gaze and looked at his disciple.

"The 'God-Praise' and the 'Paper Flying Bird,' both October apostles, began laying the groundwork for the 'Spirit King' over a century ago. The two joined forces to alter and fabricate countless false scriptures and doctrines concerning mythology... Among them were the Ascetic Sect's so-called 'Seven Precepts.' In truth, divinity is extreme humanity. It is not the absence of desire. The more strictly one adheres to doctrine, the further one strays from