What had we done to bring such an Evil god down on us?
I'd like to know that too.
We people of the Eastern Isles had always loved peace. We'd never started wars, we'd actively taken part in international charity, and we'd eagerly helped the poor in other countries. So how had we attracted an Evil God?
Asakura Sakon turned toward the voice. The moment he saw the monk, his hands clenched. "Y-you're Vairochana Vajra Mage?"
Vairochana Vajra Mage had originally been called Kūkai Mage. He had later traveled to Tang Esoteric Buddhism to seek its teachings and become a disciple of the master Huiguo. After Huiguo Mage initiated him into Acharya Dharma, he had taken the name Vairochana Vajra Mage.
Vairochana Vajra took out a piece of Talisman Paper inscribed with Runes in black ink and pressed it to his body. It burst into ghostly blue flames.
"Just one glance, and I've been tainted by its Evil power."
His expression grave, he pressed more than a dozen talismans against himself in quick succession. Only when the last one stopped burning did he pause.
He pressed his palms together and sighed.
"Amitabha!"
A moment later, something occurred to him. He turned to Asakura Sakon in surprise. "People in this era still know who I am?"
So it really was Vairochana Vajra Mage.
High Priestess Reiko was actually Summoning famous supernatural figures from history.
Asakura Sakon was so excited he could barely contain himself. It took him a while to remember Vairochana Vajra Mage's question, and he grumbled inwardly. Of course I know you. You were the eighth head of Shingon Buddhism, the master of Eastern Esoteric Buddhism.
You played a part in Shinto's decline back then.
There's bad blood between us.
Despite those thoughts, he pressed his palms together. "Amitabha.